Luosang, who was originally full of murderous intent, also froze.
The two of them looked at this scene and were a little unable to react.
"Hey, wait a minute-"
Thales was anxious, but as soon as he spoke his words, Hilley's figure disappeared into the darkness and was no longer visible.
After a while, even her footsteps were lost in the gurgling water.
so……
Thales twitched the corner of his mouth.
Are you so unloyal?
After all, I am also your blind date, um, a blind date in name only - although your brother pays for all the meals.
After a few seconds, Thales turned back stiffly, looked at the black-clothed killer in front of him, and raised the corners of his mouth in embarrassment.
Oops, too bad.
After a few seconds, both of them came to their senses at the same time.
"Tsk, tsk, oh," Luosang looked at the direction in which Xi Lai disappeared, sighed, and said in a strange tone, "Wow."
Hey, what does he mean?
Thales was extremely embarrassed by his stare and became angry.
What does he mean by 'wow'?
Huh? What does that mean!
What the hell is Lausanne II? Isn’t he a killer?
Damn it, why so much nonsense!
Should I fight or not?
Come on, let’s fight for three hundred rounds!
The next second, looking at Thales with an awkward expression, Lausanne II seemed to know what he was thinking, and approached him instantly!
The battle resumes.
Thales was startled, but he advanced instead of retreating. He also stepped forward with a sharp edge!
Wyana is ruthless, and Xi Lai is unjust.
Now, he could only hope that Rolf and Glover would wake up soon.
Thales is like a mad dog, trying his best to cause the other party as much trouble as possible.
If it really doesn't work...
At this moment, Thales' ears twitched.
"Sagu mo lada... ima la hay..."
That was Xi Lai's voice, which came from the depths of the tunnel behind him and was caught in his ears by the hell sense.
"I.la. Faoso..."
It was a shallow whisper, like a murmur in sleep, and like a folk tune, but it was completely speechless and illogical, like different incompatible syllables being forced together without knowing what it meant.
During the battle, Thales frowned.
Um?
what is this?
What is she doing?
But there is no room for distraction in the fight.
After two swipes, and with Luosang's clever steps, the boy's dagger was emptied without any surprise.
But Thales, who had already experienced it, was not afraid and shot out the dagger!
Sure enough, Luosang's figure moved greatly again, completely dodging the strange dagger.
The corner of Thales's mouth curled up. He looked at the direction where the dagger disappeared. He held it with his left hand, waiting for JC to return to his hand obediently, and then let it avoid interception in the air and go straight to the target...
But at this moment, the long sword in Luosang's hand also flew out, and the hilt hit Thales' left hand hard!
"Forehead!"
Thales groaned in pain and his left hand trembled!
Damn it!
He couldn't hold the dagger, so he couldn't apply the initial kinetic energy to it...
With a whoosh, the JC dagger magically appeared in front of Lausanne again, but this time, it fell limply at the enemy's feet.
No threat.
Oh no!
Thales was horrified, but Lausanne II in front of him smiled slightly and had already bullied him, turning his fingers into a knife!
Go straight to Thales' chin.
boom!
"Beep——"
The moment he was hit on the chin by his opponent, Thales felt a buzzing in his ears.
At the same moment, all the sounds turned into a buzzing in the ears.
Including Hilley's low murmur.
"Madua Ka Yehara...Imae Jacques Ro...beep--"
However……
"Beep-beep-beep-"
When he lost consciousness, in the hell sense, those strange syllables that Xi Lai chanted deep in the tunnel miraculously changed their sounds and pitches amidst the buzzing tinnitus...
[...Your mother is moaning endlessly, and the appearance of birth and death is hazy, beginning and ending...]
They turned into another language that Thales couldn't understand, but he could somehow understand the meaning:
[...Your veins extend continuously, running through all the worlds, ending and beginning...]
Confusion, pain, regret, discomfort, expectation, sadness... all kinds of feelings are mixed together in an instant.
[...I see the ancient indistinguishable road, the bright bridge is unobstructed, and all the phases are one...]
Thales was confused and had questions:
What's this?
[...I have the boat of chaos on the other side, and I can cross the vast vastness of the vast ocean, and it is difficult to separate the worlds...]
The next second, Thales' vision went dark and he completely lost control of his body.
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Emerald City, the sun sets in the west.
Tormund Mallos stood expressionlessly in this grassy clearing, dressed like an ordinary traveler.
He silently listened to the noise of the streets of Emerald City in the distance, feeling confused.
Until the second-class escort officer, Gianluca Conmuto, appeared behind him panting.
"No, sir, the traces of His Highness stopped near here. There are few people here, and there are no witnesses. We...we can't search."
Then why not continue searching?
Mallos turned around and looked at Flag Officer Hugo Fubi on the other side.
Why are you so stupid that you come here to repay, wasting time and energy?
"Thank you for your hard work," Mallos replied calmly, "Try other methods, such as local connections?"
Conmuto nodded, turned and left.
"Lord!"
The second-class vanguard officer, Ollie Oscarson, rushed over in a hurry, passing by Conmuto.
"This is the last of the Pioneer Wing codes drawn by Pioneer Officer Glover along the way," he said rather annoyed, "We couldn't find the next one - damn, he should be nearby!"
Then you should dig three feet into the ground.
Mallos nodded.
Even if we dig as far as the Hell River or the Kingdom of Heaven, we should dig them out.
Why are you still complaining here?
Still looking very angry, as if this would be of any help.
Are you waiting for someone to comfort him?
"Don't be impatient," Mallos said in a calm and reassuring tone, "Everything happens for a reason. Look for secret doors and secret passages in the streets. Maybe he escaped into some alley that we don't know about."
Oscarson took a deep breath and was ordered to leave:
"Yes, sir."
Mallos watched their backs leave without moving, letting the shadow cast by the setting sun cover half of their faces.
A black messenger crow flew over the head and circled twice until Hugo Fulby held a directional stone beside him, raised his arm, let it land, and took off the letter from the crow's leg.
"Duke Jenn's tour has ended. He is on his way back to the palace. He should have received the news." Flag Officer Fubi read the letter with a serious expression. "Officer Kaguire pressed again and again. Ashford
Butler De is also here, really Huaiya, um, I mean the attendant Huaiya is trying to delay it, but I'm afraid we can't hide it anymore."
Grass.
Mallos said silently.
"Let the attendant tell them that Miss Hilley invited His Highness to spend the night together," Mallos' expression remained unchanged and calm as before, "although they can also find out on their own."
His Highness, who is troublesome and disobedient, prefers to make his own decisions. Along the way, whether it is the mute who used to be a gangster, the son of the Foreign Minister, or even the troubled girl Allende, the one who can tell at a glance
There is a black lion cub with evil intentions behind his back. He has brought in all kinds of people, making the whole team mixed and impure.
So today I am in embarrassment.
He was actually obsessed with sex and hanging out with Kevin Deere's daughter. Even D.D could see that the girl had a lot of secrets and was not a light-saving lamp...
Fubi nodded, sketched a message, and released the messenger crow again.
A few minutes later, Marius's old subordinate, the special herald Xuerle Toledo, came to return the message. He shook his head and looked ashamed.
"I'm sorry, my lord, we still haven't found it... we, we have let you down."
Mallos sighed softly.
No, no, to be precise, you have let the kingdom down.
"Thank you for your hard work," Mallos turned around and said comforting words, "something happened unexpectedly and the situation was sudden. It's not your fault."
As for me, well, I had no hope for you.
This bunch of rubbish.
Wine and rice bags.
For so long, I have been raised by that cowardly and devoid of majesty masters, and I have become careless and have lost all my energy.
Including him, Tormund Mallos himself.
It's simply a disgrace to the royal guards.
Mallos smiled and patted Toledo on the shoulder encouragingly:
"Keep searching, tell the brothers, just do your best."
When he returns to Star Lake Castle, he will increase the training costs for this group of people by 30% and reduce their vacation time by half...
More than three times the amount of training.
Until you practice to death.
If they still have the life to return to Star Lake Castle and are not imprisoned in the Bone Prison by Deputy Guard Captain Vogel who has been waiting for him for a long time due to dereliction of duty, they will die of old age.
"Grass."
Fubi suddenly spoke, interrupting them.
Toledo was confused for a while:
"Your Excellency Flag Officer, what? What kind of grass?"
Hugo Fubi said nothing, just looked at Mallos.
Following the flag officer's eyes, the watchman knelt down and gently lifted up a bunch of weeds on the ground.
The next second, the bunch of wild grass in his hand turned yellow, shrunk, blackened, shriveled, and finally drooped visibly to the naked eye.
It turns to dust when touched.
"This grass dries up a bit quickly."
Toledo looked at the powder left by the bunch of weeds and said in surprise:
"A breed unique to the Emerald City?"
No.
Not "somewhat fast".
It's unusually fast.
Marius raised his head. The grass in front of him, whether far or near, fast or slow, showed signs of withering.
He frowned deeply, his expression solemn.
And he was sure that this was definitely not the Emerald City variety.
"Toledo, call the brothers back, everyone."
The watchman's expression did not change, but he ordered faster: "Investigate the locations of these withered grasses and find out where they originate - just like a fire, there is always a starting point."
Although confused, Toledo did not hesitate and made a gesture to the distance.
Recruit the team, assemble.
Itarriano, who was high up, put away his telescope and heard a bird call in response.
Marius picked up a few more bunches of weeds, watched them slowly turn black and withered, and looked at each other again with Flag Officer Fubi.
"Sir," Toledo couldn't help but ask, "you, do you know what this is?"
Mallos was silent for a while and nodded:
"We're in trouble."
"ah?"
Toledo was still confused.
"This phenomenon was first recorded in the classics of the ancient Myojin Church," Mallos pinched the grass powder on his hand and explained softly, "abnormal signs that are obviously different from the climate in the four seasons, such as river swamps drying up, fertile ground chapped,
Frost in midsummer, scorching heat in winter, even the dead come to life and the remains of the body are restored to health... Where is Victor Hugo's record of this?"
Flag Officer Hugo Fubi narrowed his eyes.
"Most of the time, this means that there are existences outside the world, ignoring the supreme taboo of Ming Shen's creation, and using various means to cross the insurmountable boundary wall," Fubi Flag Officer said calmly, "They come to this world, like boiling oil falling into water.
Or a meteor crashes to the ground, causing the rules to reverse and the rules to go out of control..."
Mallos nodded slightly and took over the conversation:
"Make the usual things unusual, and the strange things become even more strange."
Toledo was confused:
"Existence outside the boundary? Reversal? Anomie? What does it mean? The end of the world?"
Flag Officer Hugo shook his head:
“From the Myojin Church to the Holy Sun Belief, and even today’s Sunset Temple, clergy call this a holy sign or miracle, which indicates that a divine messenger from heaven will come to earth to perform miracles, or that a mortal prophet will reach the gods to become holy and spread the word
God’s will…”
"Messenger, miracle, prophet, divine will?"
Toledo was puzzled: "Now? In the Emerald City?"
"That's just what the church says."
Mallos stood up and dusted himself off.
"As for other people, to be precise, the mages of the Magic Tower have called this phenomenon for thousands of years..."
The watchman looked at the withering grass around him and spoke solemnly:
"Extraordinary descent."
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"Snapped!"
There was burning pain on his face.
"Wake up, fake Huaiya!"
Waiya?
Why Wyatt?
Amid the white smoke, Thales just opened his eyes in confusion when he saw a slap coming towards him!
Um?
Thales exclaimed and instinctively grasped the slap, only to realize that the person in front of him was Miss Heeley.
"Good, you're awake!" Xi Lai was surprised and happy, and pulled him up from the ground.
Yes, I'm awake.
Thales found that he was still in the tunnel, and for some unknown reason, there was a strange and faint white smoke everywhere, as if someone was smoking in the tunnel below.
"What's this smoke? Smoke bomb? Your magic?"
Xi Lai frowned slightly:
"Well, that's right?"
In confusion, Thales shook his still buzzing head:
"Me, how long did it take for me to faint?"
"Five seconds, ten seconds is the most."
so long?
Um?
So, what about the others?
Thales was taken aback and turned around instinctively:
In the white smoke, Glover, Rolf, Kathleen and Slimani were still lying on the ground.
Srimani was still smacking his lips in his sweet dream, but Grover had already begun to wake up slowly.
They...are not dead?
There's not even a wound at all, is it okay?
ah?
Thales was startled and turned around instinctively:
"He, where is he?"
Where are the enemies?
What about Lausanne?
What about the man in black?
What about the killer who knocked down everyone with his superpowers?
"clang!"
The sound of metal clashing came, attracting Thales' attention.
Only a few meters away, the figure of Lausanne II passed by, suddenly appearing in the white smoke.
Thales was startled and subconsciously touched the dagger on the ground, only to see another figure passing through the smoke and rushing towards Lausanne II in black.
Whoosh!
The sword wind overflowed, and the white smoke faded away, revealing the battle situation:
The opponent of the man in black was fighting with Luosang endlessly with long swords. He could see his steady steps, and the light of his sword flickered on and off, reflecting the dim light of the fire to all sides of the tunnel.
That is……
But what surprised Thales was that not only was the swordsman whose face he couldn't see clearly unaffected by the opponent's abilities, but he also blocked the opponent's attacks with high speed, slow attack and fast attack.
Faced with Luosang's superb swordsmanship, he performed with ease and did not fall behind in the slightest.
Obviously, he is a rare master.
"Who are you!"
Luosang spoke coldly in the white smoke, but compared to before, his tone was a little more impatient:
"Who did you learn swordsmanship from?"
But his opponent did not answer, and just kept using his sword to force Lausanne away from Thales.
Thales came back to his senses, waved away the pungent white smoke, shook his head, and tried to sort out his memory:
"Fa, what happened?"
"Well," Xi Lai raised his eyebrows and his eyes flickered, "I was lucky. As soon as I went out, I met the reinforcements."
"reinforcement?"
Thales said in surprise.
Where did the reinforcements come from for this unlucky corpse tunnel, an abandoned sewer that no one could find?
"Who is it? What kind of reinforcements?"
He turned around, trying to see clearly which chivalrous master had saved them when they saw injustice, and was even able to compete with an opponent with extraordinary swordsmanship, but Xi Lai grabbed his collar and ears and pulled him without resistance.
Come back.
"You don't want your life!"
Amid Thales' cry of pain, Shilay kicked him hard, hitting Slimani's flat palm, causing the defense lawyer to scream in pain and wake up from his drooling dream.
"Wake them up and let's run!"
————
laugh!
During the battle on the other side, the moment the swords met, Lausanne II took three steps back, his left arm trembling.
Now, he has no time to worry about the prince and his goals.
Luosang took a deep breath and raised his bloody left arm: the wound left on it was extremely deep and the sharp edge penetrated into the bone.
"This is...a triumphal strike." He reluctantly spoke.
That's right, it's a triumphal strike.
Moreover, this triumphal strike was executed perfectly, accurately, and powerfully.
The timing is right, the pressure is strong, and the lethality is considerable.
It couldn't be more perfect.
He was completely different from the young royal guard he met at Diop's mansion before.
If I were the same person I was a few years ago, I wouldn't be able to handle it.
However, a triumphal attack of this magnitude...
Luosang put down his left arm and looked at the opponent in front of him solemnly, holding the sword in his hand tighter and tighter.
This is impossible.
impossible.
However, the other party seemed to hear his thoughts and chuckled:
"The world is a big place and nothing is impossible."
No.
Luosang took a deep breath and his tone trembled slightly:
"You are, who are you? Where did you learn this triumphal strike?"
Amidst the white smoke, the visitor slowly moved forward, revealing his true face in the dim light of the fire.
"And the world is small."
He was a man in his forties, with a handsome face, sharp eyes, bright clothes, and complete armor. He was incompatible with the dirty and smelly tunnels around him, like a bright color in the black ink.
The moment he saw the other party's appearance clearly, Luosang's eyes flashed.
No.
This is impossible!
"How are you doing with the legion ten postures, my best student?"
The long sword turned in the man's hand, dexterously and skillfully, just like an arm.
Just like Lausanne just now.
In the faint white smoke, Lausanne II looked unbelievable.