Nicol Bolas was like a sharp arrow in mid-air, shooting straight at the plover. But at the last moment, the latter suddenly turned around, raised his right hand, and pointed the back of his hand at Nicol Bolas, from which a golden light radiated before the dark dragon lady's claws could reach it.

The Dark Dragon Lady seemed to have hit a shockwave head-on, and the light seemed to be mixed with something terrifying, and she screamed and was pushed out of the way, landing heavily in the middle of the square.

Fang Yu was also not spared, and was knocked away by the aftermath of the former's impact, crashed into a stall on the edge of the square, and tore down a large piece of cloth canopy before finally stopping.

He felt like he had been hit head-on by a train, his back seemed to be broken, and when he looked down, he saw that there were many broken pieces of wood inserted into his arm, which hurt to the marrow. But Fang Yu still gritted his teeth and immediately grabbed the sundries around him and got up, not only did he panic, but he was happy: "It really worked-"

He glanced at his right hand—he seemed to be able to see through the glove for the half of the crown mark there.

Remembering that this mark had helped him fend off a dark dragon's attack when he was at the Traveler's Rest, Fang Yu had already suspected that this mark, or the 'Radiance of the Firmament' that Nicol Bolas had spoken of, had some potential connection with the dark dragon.

He had a vague feeling that the sigil seemed to have the power to fight them, but he hadn't had a chance to test it since then, after all, there weren't as many 'dark dragons' in this world as people thought.

And it wasn't until today that Fang Ou really confirmed this idea.

I have to say that he has to thank the other 'Nicol Bolas', but unfortunately this is the benefit of information superiority, what Nicol Bolas sees and hears thirty years later, cannot affect her projection thirty years ago.

That's where his opportunity lies.

He looked at the mark again—

While it is unclear where this mark came from, it is clear that the power of this mark has gradually shown some clues. It only seemed to manifest itself at critical moments, so it remained silent when Nicol Bolas attacked him several times before, as it did not endanger his life.

At this moment, an extremely angry roar came from the direction of the square: "Cangzhihui! The voice was so terrible that it seemed to come from under the netherworld, and even Fang Ou, the outsider, could clearly hear the hatred in it.

He subconsciously glanced back, and the sight in front of him almost scared him out of the air.

Because he saw from afar in the square, Nicol Bolas was lying on the ground in pain, black smoke seeping from under her skin, making her inflate like a balloon, getting bigger and bigger, and under the snow-white skin there were also black jade scales, layered on top of the beautiful ketone body.

Her body shape was constantly changing, and she soon lost her human form and became a real dragon. Wings outstretched to the sky, stretching from talons to wingtips to six or seven stories high, the massive physique far surpassed what he had seen in the Traveler's Swamp, and the dragon obscured the sky and almost blocked the night sky of the square.

Nicol Bolas raised his head and let out a long whistle, which set off a violent wind and even swept up the dust on the ground, making Fang Yu unsteady on his feet, and almost fell to the ground. He hurriedly held on to the wall to stand firmly.

At this time, Nicol Bolas had lowered his head, and the slender three horns looked particularly hideous in the night sky, and the golden pupils flickered, and between the black mist, there was a vague feeling that the square plover had returned to the traveler's rest.

It's just too big, so big that mortals can imagine, and this dark dragon has taken over almost the entire Grey Oak Square.

To Fang Yuan's surprise, Nicol Bolas in front of him was not blind in one eye as rumored. She did have one of her horns, but both of her eyes were still intact, unlike the ones he had seen at Traveler's Rest.

Fang Yu paused for a moment, and suddenly reacted.

He finally realized what was hidden beneath the ruins of Dorifin—the Golden Pupil of the Dragon, the missing Pupil of Venus of Nicol Bolas. Everyone guessed wrong, the eye that was blinded by Thuyod did not fall into the hands of his descendants, and it was not forged into any ring of golden flames.

As Nicol Bolas himself said, it was a fake, a trick.

Although Fang Yu still didn't understand what Mazak's reason was, Nicol Bolas's real missing eye turned out to be here, under the city. He had a feeling of cheerfulness in his heart, and it was no wonder that the city would always be haunted by such a vast illusion, and it was one of the sources of power of the dark dragon that was enough to bind the tens of thousands of resentful souls of Dorifin in this small area, and there would be no peace for eternity.

This also explains why the cultists of the Byronists have always lingered here.

They are looking for the same thing.

But the question is - who is it that used the illusion to bury the truth, hide it from the followers of the Dragon Cult, and bind Nicol Bolas's power to it?

Three scenes, three pieces of equipment that once existed in this ruin, with the help of the adventurer's power, repeatedly defeated Nicol Bolas's dragon golden pupil. Fang Yu vaguely saw the truth of this arrangement, like a huge chess game, anyone who entered the city, the moment they entered that scene, unconsciously stepped on the chessboard.

And every adventurer who wants to get their hands on the Dolipin Triad will faithfully carry out this process, recreate history, and defeat Nicol Bolas on this square.

But is that all?

He frowned, but it was too late to think more. Because the dark dragon had already moved, it lowered its head and saw the square plover at the entrance of the alley with its cold eyes.

The dragon roared lowly, its voice no longer resembling the human woman it had been before, more hoarse and vicious, more akin to the time of the Traveler's Rest.

She immediately lunged at Fang Yuan, but the latter was undaunted, only took a step back, and looked up to see the behemoth rushing towards the edge of the square, and then colliding with a web of light that suddenly appeared.

It's a golden grid—

The square plover had to raise its head to see the full picture of the web, which flashed from the point of impact, and then the curved surface extended backwards to form a huge hemisphere. The upper part of the hemisphere almost disappeared into the black cloud, and then far, a few blocks away, hung down from the other end.

If Fang Yu was not mistaken, the golden net shrouded several blocks around the city hall - although he didn't know where the city hall was - but as he expected.

The dragon continued to crash into the light web, and it did nothing but make the gold net more dazzling. And this scene also deepened Fang Yuan's understanding of this illusion, and sure enough, there was more than the power of the dragon's golden pupil in this illusion.

Only the creator of the illusion himself could limit the power of a dark dragon in this way.

But who is that, exactly?

Is it a collection of the obsessions shared by the tens of thousands of souls killed by Nicol Bolas in the city? Or someone else, like the rumored lady who didn't exist.

Fang Yu flashed several possibilities, and he knew in his heart that this answer must be closely related to everything that happened here thirty years ago, so it must have some connection with those three scenes in this huge chess game.

In other words, the person behind all this is likely to be a witness to the catastrophe that Dorifin experienced thirty years ago. And perhaps, she was one of the people in the scene, Fang Yu couldn't help but think of the lady who was escorted away from Ms. Fujiba's hotel.

Could it be her?

One last glance at Nicol Bolas, who was incompetent and furious, roaring and furious, Fang Yu took a few steps back, and only then did he observe his surroundings for the first time.

It was a deep alley, on the edge of the celebration in the square, where wooden boxes and empty barrels were piled up for the celebration supplies, which he had knocked into a mess before.

This direction was supposed to lead to the direction where the town hall was located, and he deliberately fled in this direction, luring Nicol Bolas with a package to change direction and attack himself before pushing himself into this place.

Now it seems that it worked well.

He didn't dare to stay long, so he turned and walked deeper into the alley. As he expected, Nicol Bolas couldn't get into the area of the town hall, but it was not what he imagined, and he was expecting a thunderbolt from the sky to kill the abominable dark dragon, which would be interesting.

But the situation now is somewhat interesting -

It seems that some kind of force is guarding the neighborhood, making it impossible for the other party to enter the area. In reality, it might be a powerful enchantment, but in a mirage, it represents some kind of 'rule'.

Although it appears as a wall, it is essentially a manifestation of the rejection of the will.

In other words, the will of the beings who created the illusion refused to allow Nicol Bolas in the illusion to enter this area. Why? Fang Yu faintly felt that this might be the key to this illusion.

That's why the town hall is the last part of this task, and it's not just a matter of saying that he wants the others to gather here. Honestly, this neighborhood isn't safe, or rather—there's no place in the city that says it's safe.

Layers of mist gathered in the alleys, and these eastern and western plovers were all too familiar, because those shadows and longing images were emerging in the alleys, just like the grand scene of the past.

The city's former inhabitants are covered in scars of all kinds, and their flesh is falling off, turning into skeletons and ghosts, like the living dead from hell, returning to the world.

It's the power of corruption.

Fang Yu found that he had found the source of the wave of undead, and the city was already full of such negative energy and desperate obsession except for the gray oak square, behind which was the corruption of the dragon's golden pupils.

In other words, the existence that binds the power of the dragon's golden pupil is unlikely to be a collection of the obsessions of Dorifin's thousands of dead people.

Fang Yu pondered this question as he ran forward.

The surroundings seemed to brighten up as the illusion changed again as he ran.

Flames were rising on the building, and all of a sudden it began to burn, turning the night sky a dazzling red, and the smoke billowed as if everything was going back to the catastrophe of thirty years ago.

The sudden rise in temperature scorched the lobes of Fang Yuan's lungs, making him feel a hot stinging sensation every time he breathed. Everything around him didn't look like a mirage at all, but more like a trip back in time, refracting him back to the moment when all the disasters of Dorifinn happened.

The buildings on either side were groaning and collapsing in the flames.

The flaming wreckage had almost hit him on several occasions, and he was in danger. But Fang Yu didn't dare to stop, compared to the danger around him, those undead who were gathering were a bigger hidden danger, he could be said to be powerless now, and a few clockwork goblins couldn't help him in such an environment.

Ahead were several steps upward, and he was out of breath and almost used his hands and feet to climb up. Looking back, it was several hundred meters away from the square, and from the heights it was possible to overlook the entire burning street, and under the sea of fire, countless glowing undead residents were gathering, forming a stream of light, rushing in this direction.

This scene made his scalp tingle, and when he looked up again, he realized that Nicol Bolas had already flown into the sky at some point, flying around these blocks all the time. It spread its wings like a shadow sweeping across the earth, and everywhere it passed, a flame rose.

This is what it was like thirty years ago?

Fang Yu didn't dare to imagine, he only rested for a moment, and seeing that the undead below were getting closer and closer, he gritted his teeth and ignored the heaviness of his calves as if they were filled with lead, and continued to walk towards it.

But before he could take a few steps, he suddenly heard the sound of something hitting the ground.

Fang Yu reacted quickly, and immediately looked over there, and saw a girl in a linen dress holding a basin, which seemed to be startled when she saw him, and the basin in her hand also fell to the ground.

And that sound was made when the basin hit the ground.

Fang Yu and the girl were obviously startled when they saw each other.

Fang Yu was surprised that there were still residents in this city? The girl's outfit was clearly that of an ordinary ordinary person, not at all like the image of an adventurer seen in this area.

His first reaction was that the other party was a ghost in the city, but on closer inspection, she seemed to be very different from the ghosts outside. At least the other party had a physical presence, not a translucent spirit form, and she was standing by a pottery workshop in a long skirt and a little panicked, her figure reflected in the distant firelight, and the shadow of her feet could be clearly seen.

If there is no entity, there is no shadow.

The girl was almost as surprised when she saw Fang Yuan, and opened her mouth slightly. She had flaxen-colored shawl-long hair and hairy pointed ears on her head, and she seemed to stand up in fright—a non-pure-blooded Rota'o half-blood.

The girl stayed for a moment, as if she could see that Fang Yu had no malicious intent, before she relaxed. She cautiously looked at the army of ghosts surging up below, hurriedly picked up the basin, and said to him a little nervously, "First, sir, please come here!" ”

"Wait, are you?" Only then did Fang Yu react.

"It's too late to explain, my name is Heath, and I'm the daughter of the owner of the workshop here, and it will be very troublesome to be discovered by those ghosts, so let's hide for a while." The girl said as she opened the door of the pottery workshop.

Then she turned around and beckoned to Fang Yuan.

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