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Chapter 876: The key to the bond!

In the deep well-like underground, with the sound of gravel and dust falling, he once again supported his body that had reached its limit, like a beast that refused to fall at the end of its rope.

Every slow and long breath makes my chest rise and fall with all my strength,

In the darkness, his figure seemed to resurrect from the ashes!

The liberation of the King of Gods shared part of the load, and the healing of the power of the elves alleviated the most serious injuries, just like the last sip of water that rescued a fallen traveler in the desert, allowing him to struggle to stand up from the limit!

Although I can only stand up...

He was so weak that he had to use all his consciousness to maintain his breathing, and his steps were so fragile that he was as rootless as duckweed, making people worry that he would fall down again in the next second.

At the bottom of the well nearly a hundred meters deep, Fangran shook his head and looked up at the darkness buried under the wreckage. Two shadows of night crows appeared high in the sky.

Overlooking the entire vast city of London under the dark sky, A-level battles were taking place around the central crack, and the final grand scene came into view. Looking at the darkness that only broke away part of the body in the thousand-meter crack,

The feedback that came after the huge silver gun was released made Fangran understand at that moment,

‘That’ is an existence that cannot be defeated even if you take out the [Water Card].

The end of this huge plan ushered in such despair that it seemed meaningless for him to stand up again at this moment.

only...

Listening to my thoughts passing through all the struggles and converging to one place, listening to the child's question rang out again,

In the blurred field of vision, I saw the pale young man fell to his knees crying in sadness, and could only use his body to block the falling rocks to protect the 'Dream',

It was as if he had seen the powerless version of himself, and there was always something screaming in anger in his soul, making Fangran grit his teeth and squeeze out the strength to stand up!

His body has reached its limit and can no longer bear any burden. Without 'infinity', it is impossible to break the situation. Even if he is in good condition, the previous blow was already his strongest blow.

What is before us at this moment is such a helpless and hopeless situation.

However, as that dream unlocked numerous connections of thoughts,

He has one last solution.

He lowered his head and took two breaths to recover from this action. Every word in his voice was weak and forced, but Fangran's soft and hoarse words were quiet while he was breathing.

"I'm sorry...I broke the promise and still...forced you at this time, but..."

Looking behind him, he looked at the blond figure who was also seriously injured in order to save him. He broke his promise and once again subconsciously chose to be alone.

Feeling the power that can harbor magic energy and consciousness still in his Luna hunting bow,

It was only then that I remembered the promise I made to her when we were separated in Rome.

"Osphia, I need your... ether elf..."

The tacit understanding of the journey suddenly thought of what he wanted to do, and he also became in the same physical condition as the two of them. His white wings were damaged, he coughed lightly with blood and sat up from the ground.

"impossible..."

Without his calmness, seeing him standing up even now, Osphia bit her lips in a weak voice:

"If you want to use ether elves to realize magic energy and consciousness transmission in such a large scene, it requires an extremely complex and huge structure... It is simply not something I can do..."

"It doesn't matter, someone can..."

Without wavering, he kept breathing as if to accumulate strength. Fangran lowered his black eyes, and dark gold patterns flashed in the corners of his eyes.

Then, facing the dark bottom of the well where there was no one else, thinking about the power that had saved him and others from the fall, he called out that name again after a hundred years, as if talking to himself.

"You can do it, right...Sharon?"

Words that are inaudible even close at hand are transmitted from nearly a hundred meters underground to thousands of meters of dark sky.

In the endless open battlefield at the highest altitude, in the sea of ​​arcane light, an unparalleled battle was staged with the executive who controlled the death line with a silver prosthetic hand. Hearing this strange and familiar name again came from the responsibility of being the head maid.

Dodging the thin line and looking down at the scene that was already the end, Clotilde finally pretended to be helpless and lowered his head and chuckled:

"He is really...a young master who always likes to give people problems."

Then Minghao raised his wrist, and while he was retreating from the dead line, he looked at the extremely dark and cold figure. She placed the huge amber staff in front of her and whispered mysteriously,

"What goes around begins again and again, and all journeys will eventually return to the starting point..."

At the bottom of the well, Osphia looked at the stacks of light arrays around her in amazement. At this moment when the ether elves were activated with all their strength, the sea of ​​light of the magic arrays reorganized under the dark sky.

Thousands of meters above the simulated scene, the smiling and elegant voice of the peerless Zero Rider sounded.

"Arcane - the wheel of fortune!"

A giant magic circle hundreds of meters in size, with intricately intertwined graphics and symbols, and fine incantations inscribed between the rings. The moment it lit up, all the ether elves seemed to have entered a net constructed by arcane magic, spreading throughout London!

Surrounding the battlefield between the central rift and the executor, fighting against the adjutants in various parts of the outer ring, and facing the interception of the numbered sea of ​​monsters in the ruins of the two viewing rooms,

All members who participated in this national war felt a wide-area consciousness connection as if all communications had been opened!

"Sister Sheng!"

"Xiao Ling!?"

"Lord Hershel!"

"Where are you all now?"

"Everyone, leave this scene quickly!"

...

They asked one after another in exclamation, confirming the location and safety of their companions during their respective battles, and at the end when everyone was surprised how on earth this was done,

Using the ether elves as the carrier and the arcane magic circle as the framework, the weak and quiet voice of a young man rang out.

"Sister Yesheng..."

Fangran!?

The moment they heard who this voice was, the same thought flashed through the hearts of all the night bureau members scattered all over the place!

The red lotus appeared, the spiritual abyss was lit with fire, and the figure shuttled in the air to block the gear parts of the Steam King City again and again. The moment he heard this sound, Ye Sheng himself felt worried and shouted for some reason:

"Fangran? Where are you now! Are you in danger!?"

"It may cause trouble to everyone..."

It sounded like she would come immediately as long as he was sure. In the darkness under the well, the black-haired young man just raised his head again and spoke softly as if he was dreaming.

"Sister Ye Sheng, can I... be a little willful..."

Yanhong's eyes paused slightly. She actually hoped to let all the night bureau members leave the scene now, but after hearing Fangran's weak request,

Facing the British figure who suppressed him, Ye Sheng fell silent and once again raised the burning spirit abyss:

"Do you still remember what I told you? The night game is not just for me."

"You are also a member of it."

Perhaps when you open your dark eyes and look down at London, you should know this answer,

Obviously they didn't know the current situation, and obviously no one escaped, but they each found their enemies to buy time for the others to escape.

Sure enough, no matter how excellent or powerful a person is, there are limits to a person, and in the end he will definitely need the help and strength of others.

One person really can't do anything.

There is no moment where Fangran understands the meaning of this sentence more clearly than now. Even in the most desperate situation, he feels at ease.

The conversation on the flight back from the North Pole, the third 'key' began to shine like a star, the moment when the necessary prerequisites were achieved,

In the dark well, he took a deep breath as if he had made up his mind, and spoke in a low and hoarse voice,

Shine light in the darkness and burst out with strength in adversity!

"Tutor, can that 'plug-in module' connect to me now?"


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