The dim hole**, the cold, sharp knife across Fatil's neck, he could detect the shuddering breath coming from behind him.

Through a faint blue glimmer, Gellert could see the identity of the captor.

It was Noble Hagrid, the alchemist.

Unexpectedly, after all, he was a step slower and let him find it.

At this moment, magic could not be used in the crypt, and his brain raced, and finally he chose not to move.

Jacob also saw the man clearly at this moment, and his palm was stretched to his waist, and Noble immediately strangled Fatil with his arm:

"Shhhh

Gellert raised his arm, "There's something to say, don't get excited." ”

"Shut up, German. ”

Noble, who was armed with a knife, looked at Gellert and taunted:

"I didn't find anything, the letter was forged, or I went to another mountain to see. Wow, what are you doing here, going on an outing?"

"It's your business, dwarf!"

Jacob roared, "Why do I have to report to you?"

"Shut up!"

Gellert immediately shouted.

But Jacob didn't stop, he spat on the ground, and mocked: "You still want to cooperate with us, and you don't pee on yourself, see if you are a onion!"

The kidnapping Fatil looked like he had a headache, and Qaltra grabbed the shoulders of the furious Jacob, not daring to provoke him any more.

The air was in a tense confrontation between the horns of Noble, who held a sharp knife against Fatil's neck, and on the other, Jacob with angry expressions and Gellert with expressionless faces.

In the face of Jacob's insults, Noble Hagrid did not appear angry, he tilted his head slightly, and put it to Fatil's ear:

"I am the one who introduced you here, and I am also the one who is stationed here, do you just enter my territory and steal the treasures of my territory?

"Don't do that, buddy. ”

Fatil raised his hand: "If you have any conditions, you can talk about them now." ”

"No, no, no, that's what businessmen do. ”

"But now I don't want to do business with you," Noble said. Because you have no sincerity at all. ”

"So what do you want. Fatil asked,

Nobel's eyes turned to the box Jacob was carrying, "Hand over that thing." ”

Jacob immediately stepped back and placed the box behind him, his face glowing with an indescribable ferocity.

"Don't even think about it. ”

"Really?"

Noble menacingly pulled the sharp knife, and a line of blood immediately flowed down Fatil's pale neck. He put a sharp knife to Fatil's neck with one hand and reached Jacob with the other.

"Hand it over and show me. ”

"What the fuck do you want to be ashamed of?"

Jacob was so angry that he almost jumped to his feet, "Do you think you can leave with a swagger if you kill him, do you think my family will let you go?"

"Yes, a noble 12 pure-blood family. ”

Noble sneered, "But, if all three of you die here, who will know? I have ordered my men before I came, as long as I do not go down within five minutes, inform the grave keepers below, you think you can run." ”

"You ....."

Jacob was inward-spirited, and angry:

"Aren't you afraid of dying with us?"

"Why do you want to die together, please, I'm a hero who captures thieves. ”

Noble spoke hoarsely, and his hand exerted force again, and the sharp knife instantly slit Gellert's neck, and blood flowed down his white neck.

"Without further ado, give me the box. ”

Unmoved, Jacob took a step back.

Gellert turned his head and ordered, "Bohan, give it to him." ”

"What did you say?"

The black-haired youth turned his head sharply.

I said. ”

Gellert's word-for-word command.

"Give him the damn chest!"

Jacob remained unmoved.

"Give it to him!"

Gellert shouted, "Don't make me say it a third time. ”

"......!!"

Jacob's face was distorted as if he had eaten, he gritted his teeth, and stepped forward with his suitcase, and just halfway forward, Noble cried out again.

"Wait!"

Jacob stood still, not moving.

Noble said with extreme caution: "You two, hand over the wand first." ”

Without saying a word, Gellert put his wand on the ground and kicked it away, and Jacob took out his wand and smashed it against it. Noble hooked his wand with his foot, and retreated down the stairs to the outside of the cave with Fatil in his arms, and then coldly ordered, "Now, come out slowly." ”

Jacob and Gellert slowly walked out of the hallway. At the top of Mount Kilimanjaro, the dazzling Milky Way shines in the deep blue sky, and the beauty is amazing, but none of the four are in the mood to appreciate it now.

The short Noble retreated to the edge of the mountain, stretched out his hand, and whispered:

"Bring the box, don't do anything stupid, or the tomb keeper below will know at once, and when the time comes, none of you will be able to escape." ”

Jacob picked up the box and walked over to Noble. He walked very slowly this way, and when he saw that the cooked duck was about to fly, he was unwilling to go to the extreme. Gellert's nerves were also tense to the extreme, he didn't care about the dragon eggs at all, but he was afraid that Fatil would have any surprises.

Finally, on the edge of the frozen cliff, Jacob stood a meter away from Nobel, and Nobel immediately shouted, "Stop. ”

He held Fatir with his knife and stretched out his hand, his voice excited:

"Give it to me. ”

Jacob shuddered as he handed over the box, and Noble grabbed the handle of it.

Then Jacob suddenly asked with red eyes, "Are you determined to oppose me?"

Noble: "I ....."

In a moment of distraction, Jacob suddenly pulled out a foot-long ice spike from his waist and stabbed it into the lower abdomen in front of him without hesitation. At some point, he broke off an ice spike in the corridor below.

The sudden convulsion caused Gellert to immediately pounce forward, this guy was simply crazy, and actually wanted to stab Noble to death through Fatil.

Fatil seemed to anticipate this moment, fighting to the side of his neck injury, desperately dying.

The ice spike stabbed Fatir's waist into Noble's lower abdomen, and Noble was caught off guard by this blow, and he did not hesitate to slash the dagger and try to get Fatir into the water.

But then Gellert rushed up and shoved Fatil's head back.

The back of Fatil's head slammed into the bridge of Nobber's nose, sending him dizzy and a centimeter away from the blade.

Gellert grasped the moment almost as he plunged his finger into the slit of the knife and gripped the blade tightly. Didn't let the fatal blow fall on Fatil's artery.

In less than three seconds, the four of them twisted together.

The picture is extremely eerie.

Gellert gripped the blade, Fatir twisted his waist, and Jacob stabbed the ice spike into Noble's lower abdomen.

In the next second, Jacob pulled out his spikes fiercely and stabbed them three times in a row!

"Die, pig!"

With that, he kicked Noble in the chest, and in the midst of blood, Noble lost his balance and fell straight down the cliff.

Gellert pulled him out of the danger zone, and he stood on the edge of the cliff in danger.

Jacob lost his balance because he kicked so hard that he staggered on the edge of the cliff.

However, at this time, the falling Noble had a hideous expression, his wand pointed straight at the top, and roared sharply and desperately: "Smash all !!"

A blue spell shot out and hit the edge of the cliff where the three Jacobs were standing.

Rumble!!

Under the spell of smashing, the ice and rocks collapsed, and Jacob and Gellert, who were standing on the edge of the cliff, fell straight down.

Before Fatil could stand firm, he saw this astonishing scene.

He was so shocked that he rushed over, one by one, and grabbed the two who were falling off the cliff, and gravity quickly dragged him half of his body off the edge of the cliff. The sheer amount of energy and impact sent him two feet across the ice in the blink of an eye, the crack in his neck cracking, and a stream of blood spilling out from his mouth.

At the top of Mount Kilimanjaro, Gellert and Jacob hung in the air, with a cliff of nearly 5,000 meters at their feet, and a cold wind blew through and blew away the clouds, a height that was enough to make a person with a fear of heights faint just by looking at it.

And the only thing that connected them to their lives was Tyr's not-so-strong arm.

At this moment, time seems to stand still.

Fatil's forehead was bruised, and he grabbed Jacob in one hand and Gellert in the other, and the weight of the two quickly dragged him, causing him to slide outward, his body sliding off the cliff little by little. In this case, he simply could not support the weight of two people.

"Put ..... Box...... Thrown. ”

Fatil's face flushed, and a few words were squeezed out between his teeth.

He grabbed the two of them and didn't let go.

Jacob was already panicked at this moment, and in the face of death, he no longer had the same rage and recklessness as before, and immediately let go of his hand, and let the chest full of dragon eggs fall straight down the mountain.

However, the weight of a box alone was not enough for Fatil to pull the two men up. He lacked focus, and his body gradually lost its balance and center of gravity. Like a seesaw that gradually slopes, once it reaches a certain tipping point, he will fall into the abyss with the two people under the cliff.

Jacob watched Fatil's body slip out of the edge of the cliff little by little, and then looked at Gellert on the side, completely panicked.

In a trembling voice, he said, "Fa... Fatil, no.... No way.... It's not going to work..."

He didn't finish his sentence.

But all three of them understood the current situation, the ice was too slippery, and Fatil wanted to save people, but he had to keep himself from falling first. He had to free one hand and grasp the edge of the cliff. This also means that among these two people, he can only choose one to save.

Fatil understood this, but it made him almost cry in despair. He pushed too hard, causing the bruises on his forehead to burst out, and the blood from the neck wound flowed faster. But even so, he couldn't change his tendency to slip outside.

Death drew nearer, Jacob nearly broke down, and he cried out, "Fatil, what are you thinking!

Shouting and shouting, Fatil's palm loosened a little.

At this relief, Jacob wept completely.

"Don't let go of this hand, let go of the other one. ”

The sound of Jacob's cry reached the ears of Gellert, who was close at hand, and he looked at the abyss without saying a word, and then at the point of view Til, and for a moment he could not say a word, let alone what to say.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that he was not good at words.

Jacob's weeping was even louder:

"Hey, Fatil, what are you thinking? This bastard has no family, I have, you forgot, my mother is your mother's sister, my own sister!!"

Gellert turned pale and looked at Fatil without saying a word.

Jacob: "Fatil, do you have any humanity, hurry up and pull me up." I beg ..... Please. ”

Fatil opened his mouth and coughed up a stream of blood, his eyes unblinking as he looked at Gellert. Gellert looked at him as well, not saying a word.

Realizing that Fatil was not looking at himself, Jacob was desperate, his crotch was wet, and his voice was hoarse and soft:

"Fatir Drazes, Drazes, you.... Don't let go, my sister, my sister is still at home waiting for me to go back......."

Fatil looked at his student and closed his eyes in pain.

"Right...... Not great. ”

Fatil's voice trembled.

At this moment, Gellert finally spoke.

"Professor, I still have a lot to do, ....... I want to do"

Before he could finish speaking, he fell off a cliff with countless glacial fragments.