The white light flashed in front of Fang Yu, and he had already arrived at the square when he entered the world behind the door before, although the outside world was only more than two months, but it had been nearly a year in the world behind the door, and he was still a little strange when he looked at this place again. Looking at the center of the square, Fang Yu subconsciously looked at An Luose, who was walking in front.

The tower keeper was still wearing a white robe hanging to the ground, with silver hair and a shawl, with a crown of shimmering locust leaves, walking in front of him without hurrying, looking like a guest in the world.

Fang Yu withdrew his gaze. The appearance of the tower keeper presiding over the ceremony before seemed to be vivid, and the reminder at that time was still in his ears - the green door represented knowledge, the blue door represented challenge, and behind the red door was danger, but in the blink of an eye, he realized that he had almost passed the trial of the Hall of a Thousand Gates.

In fact, the original goal was only 200 doors, as long as it was not too embarrassing, but after 200 doors, I wanted 300 doors, and after the third level, I wanted to go to the next level. After walking through such a pass, I suddenly looked back, only to find that I seemed to have walked this way, leaving everyone behind one by one.

It gave him a feeling of almost being out of this world.

The square was empty, and Odin and the other bigwigs had really chosen to leave, after all, he had been in the world behind the door for many years, and the time outside the door had long since passed. Fang Yu thought to himself that most of the bigwigs thought that he had failed, and he had to find time to explain it later, after all, it was the other party who brought him to this place, and he had gained countless benefits in the world behind the door, so he had to give an explanation to the other party.

The two of them—a fairy lady with them walked through the square, and this side of the hall was also empty, unchanged from the time they left, except for a long table spanning one end of the hall and the other, surrounded by rows of chairs, and a library hanging over the void overhead—Fang Ou had seen this place from a distance in some of the levels behind the Hall of a Thousand Doors.

The watchman's gaze swept only from the hall.

In the back, Fang Ou was keenly aware of a detail - between the two rows of chairs neatly arranged on either side of the long table, two chairs had been pulled apart, and the door of the hall in the distance was also diagonally open - it was not closed. I don't know if it was a good thing done by the invaders, or if there were still people among the bigwigs who didn't leave.

And this discovery made Fang Yu himself stunned, he had been rough before, but he couldn't pay attention to such a nuanced place. However, it seems that after going through the many tests of the Hall of a Thousand Doors, his observation is much more meticulous and he has become more cautious.

If it weren't for that, he wouldn't have been able to pass some of the later levels.

However, when he walked out of the door, Fang Yu didn't realize how serious the problem was, and it was only as soon as the tower keeper in front pushed open the door that he saw the scene outside, and he couldn't help but gasp. Outside, in the twilight courtyard, there were only corpses strewn across the ground—ghosts and wolves and skeletons.

There was also a layer of glowing fluorescent substance wafting in the air, and when he dipped it with his hand, there was some green dust, and when Fang Yu saw it, he knew that it was a ghost or something like that. The breath of the dead permeated the courtyard, decaying**, and there were ghostly ghost fires around, such a scene Fang Yu had also experienced once, he was slightly stunned, thinking that the intruder was a profession like a necromancer?

This made him subconsciously remember that he had met the 'messenger' of the Dragon Worship Sect before.

Could it be that the other party has come to this place?

Did you come looking for yourself?

He couldn't help but glance forward, and the tower keeper also raised his hand to make the same gesture as him, but the other party only glanced at it, and continued to walk forward without saying a word.

Fang Plover followed, looking around, and saw that the courtyard was full of traces of battle—a subsidence of the ground stretched from the stairs to the end of the eye, disappearing behind the heavy mist. He raised his head and looked at this scene, and couldn't help but be a little stunned, but he was also roughly sure that there should still be some of the big guys who hadn't left yet.

Because only the top players from the second world can cause such damage in the middle of the battle.

But he is not a nightingale after all, and he can't judge who is left from the traces, but he is secretly a little frightened, no matter who is left, he can make a second world top player shoot like this, and the strength of the other party does not seem to be to be underestimated.

This made him a little suspicious of his previous thoughts, the 'messenger' didn't seem to be so powerful, otherwise he would have died in Wormburg to ashes.

At this moment, the tower keeper suddenly stopped in front.

Fang Yu realized that the other party might have noticed something, and hurriedly walked up, only to find that An Luoser was stopping in a strange place.

The place was located on the edge of a forest outside the Summer Tower, and the ground seemed to have sunk down to form a huge pit, and the pit, as if it had been burned by flames, had left a purple-black humanoid trace.

Fang Yu originally subconsciously wanted to take two steps to the bottom of the pit, but An Luoser grabbed him behind him. At the same time, Fang Yu also felt a chill coming from the bottom of the pit, making him soak his back in a cold sweat in an instant.

"Be careful, Mr. Knight." Miss Tata whispered in his ear.

And Fang Yu took a breath lightly, and looked at the bottom of the pit with some disbelief, he had already realized what this was - the aether overflow, when the strength of the 'thing' killed below reached a certain level, its mere aether magic that escaped after death was enough to pose a threat to ordinary people.

But how high does the strength have to be to have such an effect, and almost even he fell in love? Although Fang Yu himself is just an alchemist, he has nearly eighteenth level no matter what, and after the baptism of the Hall of Thousand Doors, his attributes are actually far better than those of alchemists of the same level.

He couldn't help but stop and looked at the bottom of the pit and frowned.

This kind of 'thing', he didn't hear of it, many world leader-level creatures in the first world, and there are also some behemoths in the second world, all of which will leave such a powerful aether magic field after death, and some of them will not dissipate until they linger for menstrual months.

But the 'thing' at the bottom of this pit is very different from any kind of boss he knows.

What exactly is this thing?

He couldn't help but subconsciously look at An Lother on the side.

But Anrothor only frowned, said nothing, and raised his head to look in one direction—Fang Yu could see clearly, it was the direction of the Long Lake, and a lonely moon was hanging over the forest—and the Peak Tower of the Summer End was deep in the hills, but it was not too far from the Long Lake.

But in an instant, he saw a flash of light coming from that direction. Although it was several kilometers away, Fang Ou could still feel a shockwave faintly passing through the treetops, carrying the nearby forest with a rumbling sound.

The flash left a blind spot in his field of vision, but Fang Yu opened his mouth wide and couldn't help but scream:

"Dragon Knight!?"

Before he could finish speaking, he felt a hand on his shoulder.

Fang Yu looked back unexpectedly, only to find that it was the hand of the tower keeper - white and slender, but there were faint silver textures on the back of the hand.

"Close your eyes."

The tower keeper said lightly.

The voice was strange, it seemed to have some kind of resonance, Fang Yu had never heard such a sound before, it seemed to be an echo from the Aether Sea.

The sound of starlight and the tide of the sea.

……

The huge structure resembles a majestic mountain, and its appearance is somewhat similar to the Orphin twin stars of the square plover, holding a shield in one hand and a spear in the other, like a knight's colossus. But few people know the origins of this structure—it was born in the Hall of Omniscience of the Ottorian Empire, where three masters forged dragon souls.

At this moment, the huge structure crawled out of the pit by the lake under the control of its knight, and the lake rolled into it, and soon reached the knees of the colossus.

Its form was fading, as if the aether could no longer sustain its manifestation—and it leaned forward slightly, causing Rhea to leap out of her chest and land between the lake and the silt.

The female knight raised her hand, and the huge shield flew down from above with a 'bang', landing steadily on her right arm. But when she tried to draw her sword again, she shook and fell to her knees in the lake.

But the messenger not far away was no better than her.

On the staff of shadows in the opponent's hand, there was an extra crack on the black crystal, and a legendary piece of equipment was already scrapped - but it also saved the opponent's life, allowing him to dodge the deadliest blow. Other than that, the other two wounds on the courier's body were not fatal, but they were enough for a weak wizard to immobilize.

Léa was also covered in scars.

The most serious was the scar on her forehead, which nearly blinded her right eye, but the blood was enough to cover her small eyebrows and spread over the face of the female knight leader.

Her armor was also bloody, and it was still slightly red after being washed by the lake, and she gritted her teeth to stand up again with the big shield, but to no avail, she shook it and then half-knelt down.

The messenger from afar couldn't help but laugh when he saw this: "No need in vain, Lady Sennar, haha......" He coughed, and then said: "I can't imagine that the head of the Knights of the Holy Word is not my opponent, but it's a pity that I heard that you still have a few chances to be resurrected, otherwise ......"

The rest of his words didn't come out.

Otherwise, if he kills the Grand Master of the Knights of the Word here, it will be enough to cause Kaurin-Ishurian to be in chaos for a while, which can be regarded as a surprise.

Unless......

The Courier hesitated for a moment, unsure if he wanted to use the thing, but this time he had a clear purpose, and that thing had to be left to his true purpose.

The thought flashed through his mind.

But after this battle, these top Chosen ones also made him feel jealous, and Leia alone almost made him fall short. And in the realm of Kaulin-Ishurian, how many top Saints like Leia are, he naturally knew in his heart.

He tightened the staff in his hand, thinking to himself why that plan was so important—

However, the courier's rampant provocation did not listen to a word, and she only held her large shield with both hands, and looked motionlessly at the enemy not far away—the purple flames, still swaying above the lake. It was the last of the three flames, the dwarf's figure.

She frowned, vaguely remembering who the dwarf was, but she didn't say anything for a moment.

However, what made her feel even more anxious was that she had actually killed this flame once before, but after the other two flames were also killed by her one by one, this flame actually rekindled and rejoined the battle.

This made Léa have a terrible thought.

These things may not be killed.

Or rather, she couldn't kill them completely with the methods she had now.

But she shook her head, she had never seen a monster like this before, and she couldn't think of a better way for a while.

This made Léa grit her teeth - she wasn't worried about dying in this place, not to mention that she still had Starlight, and the moment she became a protector - her mentor had told her that the motto of the protector profession was to look down on life and death.

Only by not fearing life and death can he fulfill his duties as a guardian knight.

She was more worried about the young man in the Xia Duan Tower, unlike the others, she always felt that the other party would go further.

Leia knows in her heart that her personality is actually rare in this circle, and sometimes she seems out of place with others. Especially after becoming the top player in this circle, most people think more about how they will develop.

This is understandable, after all, the top recruiters also represent the strength of a country's division and the interests of the domestic guild alliance.

It's just that the path she adheres to, has never changed - since the moment she became a guardian knight. Thinking of this, Leia finally reached out and grasped the sword behind her shield.

The dragon knight's mana has run out.

She still has one more chance to draw a sword.

She didn't expect to kill the purple flame anymore, but this time she was still targeting the messenger not far away.

But the messenger seemed to sense her intentions too, and subconsciously took two steps back. The next moment, Leia chose to draw her sword, only to see her figure flash—although it was obviously just a bulky heavy class, it still disappeared from the courier's field of vision in an instant.

This is the suppression of attributes brought about by the level gap.

The messenger's heart sank, and he subconsciously ordered the purple flame to attack, and after so many rounds of fighting, he also roughly figured out the opponent's attack habits. It's just that for the top players, sometimes their attacking habits are actually the habits they want you to know.

Sure enough, the flaming dwarf raised his axe and stopped in one direction, and Leia's figure flickered in front of it, and then disappeared.

Illusions.

The courier was taken aback, of course the guard knight did not know illusions, but this did not include that the other party did not have such a strange object on him. The female knight leader had never used such a trick in a head-on battle before, and this moment had worked wonders.

He subconsciously turned his head.

I only saw Leia appear behind him with an indifferent face, and stabbed at him with a sword.

The messenger screamed in fright, but at that moment, a flame appeared in front of him. Another purple flame that had been slain earlier, the male human suddenly appeared between him and Leia, and reached out to grasp the sword in the female knight leader's hand.

If it had been before, I am afraid that this grip might not have been able to grasp the sword in Leia's hand. But at the moment, the latter is just the end of the crossbow.

He lightly blocked it, causing the long sword in Leia's hand to fly out of his hand.

"It's over!" Leia gritted her teeth, her eyes full of unwillingness, obviously only a little short - but she looked up and realized that she had lost her last chance, she let out a soft breath, and then closed her eyes in resignation.

I have done my best.

After the purple flame figure flicked her long sword away, he raised his hand and slashed her with a knife.

But this knife has never been cut.

For Leia opened her eyes in some surprise and saw a huge claw covered with silver scales, reaching out from behind, firmly grasping the arm of the flame figure, and with a gentle tug, the latter let out a terrifying scream, and then broke apart and turned into ashes.

The monster that she couldn't kill even if she tried her best seemed to have no resistance under this claw.

Rhea looked up, only to see the horrified gaze reflected in the courier's eyes in front of her.

In that gaze—

There was a silver dragon standing behind her.

And at the edge of the forest in the distance, Fang Plover couldn't help but open his mouth wide.

He saw a dragon—it was the owner of the snow-capped Sacred Bow Peak, and the elegant, gigantic creature—a cloud dragon—and it dawned on him that it was the master of Nevad, the owner of the elven dwelling, the keeper of the Summer Tower.

It's not an elf.

It's a dragon.

……