"Chiqiu, what's going on?" Anne rested one hand on her brow bone, frowning as she looked up at the blue sky.

If you want to return from the New World to the Other World, you must get permission from the Titans to pass. Recently, the exchange of personnel and materials between the Alpine Fort and the Twilight Forest has become more and more frequent, and in order to ensure smooth traffic, the little has been staying near the passage on the other side.

Anyway, its daily routine is monotonous - eating enough food four or five times its weight every day, and then falling asleep in a daze, this kind of life is not bad anywhere.

But just now, Qiqiu suddenly got up, and his usual appearance of never waking up disappeared without a trace, replaced by a face as serious as that of a great enemy.

It suddenly transformed into a black beast, raised its head and roared, and rose into the sky and disappeared through the passage on the other side.

You must know that the little is a complete lazy person, not to mention taking the initiative to transform, and he doesn't even bother to turn over by himself when he sleeps. Now it's so unusual, fools know that there must be a problem.

"Is there something wrong with Richard!" Anne stomped her foot in frustration.

"Don't panic, and don't scare yourself. With a calm old face, Buckland assigned a Sgar dragoon who had just finished soaking in source blood, "You hurry up and follow along, Qiqiu's transformation time may not last long." ”

Fortunately, the little had just left, and the smooth state of the passage on the other side could be maintained for a while.

"Yes!" the dragoon saluted with his middle finger on his brow bone, causing his mount to fold its wings and trot forward.

With the exaggerated wingspan of the Aeolian Pterodactyl, it is impossible to fly directly through the passage on the other side like Qiqiu, and you have to walk through it first.

"I'll go too!" Anne suddenly kicked off her heels and climbed barefoot down the soft ladder to the drakeon's back.

As it happens, in order to train recruits and for tactical considerations, many Wyverns are equipped with multi-person saddles. Even if she hasn't used it herself, it looks familiar, and it is not difficult to use.

"Drive!" the half-elf tugged at the rope.

"Hey, don't mess around!" Buckland was dumbfounded, slamming his cane on the ground.

The Wyvern had already rushed over with Anne and the dragoons, and the passage on the other side was closed, and it was too late to say anything.

............

Stuart's former monarch closed his eyes in the face of the sea of flowers, and tears kept streaming down his cheeks.

His obsessions, regrets, and pains, which have nowhere to be placed, that are unspeakable, and that no one understands, are like a bottle of bitter liquor, which will burn in the throat and cause a flame to burn inside.

Richard handed him a handkerchief and reassured him that he would not regret it since he had made a boat.

It must be admitted that what Beruni did and thought had a taste of madness to the extreme. But killing one person is a coward, killing a million is a hero, his madness is undeniable, just as his genius cannot be concealed!

You must know that thousands of years after the birth of the vindictive system, the ceiling has not moved at all, and it was once considered a dead end. That kind of difficulty must be particularly desperate, so that all these genius swordsmen who have crossed the river for so many years are in vain!

I want to break the south wall, I want to be able to do what no one has been able to do before, and I want to stand on the shoulders of giants and go further.

Becoming the first person in the ages sounds wonderful. But how amazing the talent, ingenuity, and talent, how deep and heavy the obsession, tenacity, and will, and the luck, chance, and coincidence that will happen by chance.

To do all this?

You must know that even if there is a secret book in front of you, the Sword Master will always be, and can only be, the privilege of the dragon and phoenix among a very small number of people, just like the Magus today.

What's more, Beluni has figured out everything from scratch, which is comparable to the feat of building a high-rise building on the ground empty-handed.

Such a character, where can he be simply judged with just one sentence of "good and evil".

Sometimes the so-called geniuses and innovations could have been guillotined.

Then under the agitation of his heart, Richard himself was a little unembraced, and expressed the homesickness in his heart in an ambiguous tone. This secret has been hidden in his heart for too long, and as a normal person with a sound mind, he is really about to be suffocated.

Although Beruni could not hear the words clearly, he could roughly understand what was going on.

So this time he was replaced to comfort Richard, and the people you care about must also hope that you will have a good life.

For the strength of the lord of Alpine Castle, Beluni also agreed. This kind of power is as bright as the sun overhead, objectively significant, and there is no adulteration in the slightest.

Excellence often means loneliness. Therefore, even if the positions of the outstanding are different, there is still often a feeling of sympathy for each other.

The two opponents who are about to start a life-and-death struggle complain to each other like old friends who haven't seen each other for many years. If this scene is seen by outsiders, it will definitely feel very strange.

But in fact, the people in the world who can understand you best are not necessarily friends and relatives, but often rivals.

"If we could not be bound by the world, maybe we could have said more. ”

"It's useless to say more, please. Richard fluttered backwards like a feather, nearly a hundred yards between them.

With the sound of metal grinding, the blade slowly unsheathed.

"The name of the sword is Nioh, and when the ancestors were crowned, the craftsmen of the season were cast with a mixture of pure gold and mythril, and weighed eleven and a half pounds. The infusion of fighting spirit is unhindered, and the sword edge is sharp and difficult. Nehru stretched out his hand and slowly stroked the sword, and the dark blue fighting qi came out, instantly lowering the surroundings by a few degrees.

Richard never expected that what he cultivated was actually an ice fighting qi.

You must know that the fire and metal fighting qi have obvious superiority in terms of power, and they are the most sought after by the mainstream. When Dracula was still called Hendra, he practiced metal, and Higuain's kid was the purest fire.

In contrast, the ice system is the non-mainstream of the non-mainstream, and it is not welcomed at all.

"Sounds okay. The lord also pulled out his own cock and scratched his ass with the hilt of his sword, "This is called the Dragon Slayer, and it was snatched from a stupid woman, and it weighs sixteen pounds. ”

"As a strong man, you should respect your weapons. ”

"The Nioh Sword is held in the Mad King's hand, which is also called respect?" Richard smiled proudly, his complexion had turned into a solidified and heavy iron ash, like a statue cast of steel.

In an instant, hundreds of yards were gone.

The two swords intersected, and the waves of air chopped and blew the brilliant golden rape flowers like blades, blowing and floating all over the sky. The last shred of life in Allen's town will eventually be destroyed!

In an instant, a torrential rain of pear-like metal collided and exploded, and the attack of the two swords was so dense that only a sassy afterimage remained. A wave of air spread out higher than a wave, and the paving stone slabs were lifted like paper kites and flew towards the sky, followed by the dark, fertile soil below.

This is like a clash of two swords, but more like two transit tornadoes fighting for power to the death!