Chapter 166: The Chosen Path
Rollin turned around and calmly watched as the others put Lynn down on the shelf. And the latter did not struggle, just looked at him and asked, "Why?" β
Luo Lin shook his head lightly and said, "There is no why, it's just that everyone will choose their own path." And I chose such a path, Lynn, and that's it. β
"So you lied to all of us, including the Earl, who trusted you so much?" Lynn asked.
Rollin was silent.
It's just that he suddenly put his hand into a fist to his mouth, and suddenly burst out into a violent cough, until the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood. Lynn looked at him like this, and couldn't bear to ask, "Are you okay?" β
Luo Lin stopped coughing, raised his head, and smiled weakly: "Speaking of which, someone has asked the same question as you before. β
Lynn looked at him with some surprise.
"In your eyes, I shouldn't be a good person at the moment," he looked at the others, "They're dragon worshippers, you should recognize them, right?" β
"Rollin, why are you revealing our identities?" At this time, a man in a cloak said dissatisfiedly. Luo Lin glanced at him coldly: "Do you think others can't guess it, and besides, what are you afraid of when you hide your head and tail?" β
The man snorted and stepped back.
Lynn looked at him with a frown, and replied, "Because people have feelings, Rollin, it's still too late to turn back." Let's go to the Continental League together, with you and Mr. Ed, we have a chance to win the championship from the Ottorians-"
Rollin coughed again, shook his head, and said, "Yes, Lynn...... But that's why I chose this path. I'm sorry to get you involved, this should have been none of your business, but I still want to thank you for taking care of me these days, at least it reminds me of something from the past. β
He smiled, a little helplessly.
At this time, a dragon worshipper came up with a sharp blade in his hand, but Luo Lin stretched out his hand to stop the latter and said, "Don't hurt him, he is only one person." Let him stay here, your deeds need to be witnessed, and the great dragon witch will appreciate it. β
The dragon worshippers looked at each other, as if persuaded by this last word, and nodded.
And hearing the words Dragon Witch, Lynn suddenly thought of something, and struggled hard, but the two disciples pressed him in place.
He shouted with all his might, "You can't do that, Rollin. β
"You're going to have no going back."
But Rollin didn't listen, and only turned around with the others.
The group walked past the minaret's exposed platform towards the deepest part of the hall, surrounded by rows of glass vitrines displaying ancient objects from a bygone era, dusty crystals, golden handcuffs, a pair of armor, and rolls of parchment.
It was each of Elffindor's earliest imprints, and as the years wore on, the displays grew taller and taller.
Rollin suddenly stopped in front of one of the exhibits. He looked up at the tall thing behind the glass, not the huge keel in the center of the hall, but a drooping old knight, with his head bowed and his spear in one hand, staring at the ground with a dull gaze.
It had been in this place for years, and it had long since lost sight of whether it was the years or the battle that had left a mottled mark on its body, so much so that its shell seemed to be covered with a dull layer of ash, but how many people knew that underneath it was the incomparably precious fairy gold.
"The heroic dragon knight, Shuma," Rollin said softly, "but unfortunately the dragon slayer is long gone, but the dragon will never be extinct, and Eternity has chosen to become a mortal opponent and stand by the side of their enemies." β
There was silence all around.
After a while, someone said in a hoarse voice: "Let's go, the people of the Elffindor Council are not decorations, they are trying to find a way to connect the elevator to the magic source, and they will soon be able to reach this level, and there is not much time left for us." β
At this moment, a series of low roars were heard in the distance.
The flames of the explosion came from the direction of Van Rik Lower Town.
Rollin looked there, the light shining in through the terrace outside, reflecting on his face. Everyone heard a terrible scream at this moment, and even from such a distance, it seemed that they could still feel the floor under their feet tremble slightly.
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Fang Yu saw that three golden flowers seemed to unfold in the firelight, and they were slowly blooming along Koras's third head, in order from top to bottom.
Immediately, more firelight fell on the fish-man god, accompanied by a sharp sound of breaking the sky, like a storm, descending on the square. Some of them fell off, and when they fell to the ground, they lifted up a piece of stone and dirt and rained down like raindrops.
The memorial tower in the center of the square also collapsed and collapsed.
Instantly engulfed in rage under the cannonballs, Kolath screamed and raised his twelve heads, dodging the unseen and untouchable attacks as he wrestled with the non-existent foe and tried to find his opponent out of the air.
And to see this scene.
Fang Yu understood that his opportunity had come.
He rushed out of the shadows in the alley with water for the first time, but before he could take a few steps, a fish-man came in front of him. The fishman was clad in feathers and had no weapon in his hand, and only screamed at him with teeth and claws.
"Soothsayer!"
Fang Yu secretly screamed bad luck.
It's just that the two sides suddenly met, and they both had some reactions, only to see a frost arrow shoot out of the fish-man soothsayer's hand, but it was comparable to passing by Fang Yuan, and only hit the water behind it, forming a thin ice surface there.
Fang Yu gritted his teeth and lowered his head and bumped into it, but although the fish-man soothsayer was a spellcaster, he was much stronger than him. As soon as he bumped into it, the other party only took half a step back, but he himself hit a dizzy head.
The fish-man soothsayer took the opportunity to reach out and grab him, but the latter forgot that Fang Yu also had an alchemist's robe on his body, and with this grab, Ju 'tore' and ripped the robe off Fang Yuan's body.
Fang Yu didn't have time to feel heartache for his robe, so he came to his senses, hurriedly staggered past the other party, and continued to run forward.
In the shallow water, the fish-man soothsayer chased a few steps and found that he couldn't catch up with the other party, but it was at this time that Korath above also noticed the movement in the square. But for a moment, the troll was hesitating whether to find the invisible enemy first, or to stop the little ant first.
At this moment, the fish-man soothsayer turned around and screamed at Koras.
Kolath seemed to understand the latter's language, and then turned his two heads, spewing a flame and a poisoned arrow at the Plover.
The hearts of the audience in the live broadcast room were about to stop at this moment, for fear of seeing Fang Yu turn to ashes under the flames, but in the next moment, they saw a flash of silver light, and Fang Yu disappeared in place in an instant. The flames and poisonous arrows overlapped, but they only landed where the square plover had originally disappeared.
It was only after a moment that everyone saw that the square plover appeared in front of the steps of the workshop in a ray of light like an unfolded silver thread, along with a strange structure. "Angel of Energy!" Everyone couldn't help but exclaim.
The latter didn't bother to put away the structure, and as soon as he landed, he rushed towards the workshop.
Only at this moment, the distance between these few steps fell on Fang Yuan's eyes, but it seemed to be a long time, and he heard a deafening scream coming from behind him, which was the monstrous anger of Korath because he had been fooled.
Although the sound of artillery fire did not stop for a moment, Fang Yu heard that the other party's heavy steps were turning and coming in this direction.
At that moment, Fang Yu only felt his heart beating like thunder, and the workshop of the Sirin-Sibika family could not protect him under the attack of such a world-class boss, and would only turn into powder like him under the fury of Korath.
So he had to hurry up and find the teleportation array before it was activated and activate it.
How much time is left for him?
He slammed the door open, his forehead covered in fine beads of sweat, the black hole in the workshop was not as large as the shipyards he had seen in Goland and Elpahim, but the area was not small.
It was the first time he had come to this place, and it would be easier said than done to find the teleportation array between a dense row of machines and magic furnaces.
And it was at this time that Fang Yu suddenly heard a gunshot.
The bullet flew behind him, hitting a spot in the water in front of him, sending a splash. Then came a second shot, and the second bullet hit farther away, but in the same direction as the previous first drop.
Fang Yu's heart suddenly moved.
He barely had to look back to understand who was shooting. It was his ship's master who was guiding him in the shadows, and his heart couldn't help but be filled with emotion at that momentβnot only by that, but by the fact that the other party was still safe at the moment.
He was amazed and delighted.
Fang Yu's heart seemed to have endless confidence, and he immediately rushed in that direction.
Due to the existence of steps outside, only a shallow layer of sewage has accumulated in the workshop, which is still flowing outward, so Fang Plover is not hindered by the movement in the workshop. A third gunshot rang out, striking a machine in front of it and sending out a cloud of sparks.
Fang Yu immediately turned in that direction, and then a fourth gunshot rang out, shattering a window. Amid the sound of shards of glass falling to the ground, a fifth gunshot rang out, and the bullet passed through the window and hit a trail ahead.
Fang Plover crossed the path, and finally saw the teleportation circle behind the rows of shelves.
It's just that there are two circles.
One in, one out, covered with a layer of sewage, Fang Yu couldn't see for a while whether one was positive and which was negative. He was so anxious that he felt the footsteps of Kolath outside getting closer and closer, and hurriedly leaned down, not caring about the water, and slammed it with his hand.
The water brushed away for a moment, but before he could see the real thing, he covered it again. Fang Yu was so nervous that he wiped his sweat with his hands, and once again pushed the water away. And this time he saw clearly, this is an outgoing array.
"Damn."
Fang Yu cursed in his heart, and immediately turned to the other side.
He scrambled to find a bulge under the water, and pulled it out with all his might, tearing it off the groove in the circle with mud and waterβit was a crystal. Fang Yu didn't have time to see what type of crystal it was, so he only inserted it into his magic furnace with his backhand.
"Miss Tata, help me adjust the output of the magic furnace to the maximum."
He whispered in his heart.
"Understood, Mr. Knight."
Korath's steps stopped.
Fang Yuan's heartbeat almost stopped, and he glanced out a little stiffly, understanding that this didn't mean anything good.
In the live broadcast room, since Fang Yu entered the workshop, he couldn't see what was going on inside. But one could clearly see that Koras was approaching the workshop, and the small square was only three or four paces away from each other.
The two guests were equally nervous, and they couldn't even remember how many years it had been since they had felt such an empathetic experience.
The commentator on the side got a note out of nowhere, looked at it and stammered, "Ladies and gentlemen, because of the emergency, our contestants are trying to stop a conspiracy planned by the Dragon Worship Sect. β
ββ¦β¦ The workshop was the property of the Cirrin-Sbicca family, and contained a teleportation array that led to the upper levels of Elffindor's Spire. Mr. Eddard must activate the teleportation array before Koras can completely destroy the workshop. β
But who listens to his nonsense at the moment?
There was silence in the room, as everyone saw that Kolath had stopped in front of the Sillin-Sbicca family's workshop.
The fish-man god raised his head high under the cannonball, and then slammed into it with a loud bang, and the tall workshop collapsed and collapsed in an instant. And looking at the scattered ruins, people's hearts also rose to their throats -
"Failed?"
There was silence in the square.
In just a moment, a silver light suddenly rose, and in an instant it pierced through the clouds and mist, pointing straight in the direction of Van Rik City Center, connecting to the spire of Elffindor.
At that moment, this bright light was reflected in everyone's eyes, and an indescribable feeling rose from their hearts. I don't know how many people slammed their desks hard at that moment, and there was a sound of clapping.
Everyone couldn't help but scold:
"It's done!"
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Liupanshui frigate, board number 571.
In the captain's room, the communications officer turned around and reported loudly: "The target has successfully reached its destination. β
The captain only narrowed his eyes and nodded. He tapped his pipe on the command platform with his pipe and replied: "Order the 1st to 4th gun groups to stop firing." Re-hoisted the sails, left helm thirty, and headed for Van Rik. β
He paused:
"Let the knights get ready, ready to drop the main structure into the battlefield."
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Lynn was struggling when he suddenly saw a white light descending in front of him, and the next moment, he saw a young man with a gray face coming out of it.
The other party obviously spotted them as well, and without saying a word, he raised his hand and shot at the dragon worshippers beside him with a flying fist. The latter was startled, and quickly let go of the hand that grabbed him, and drew his sword at his waist to block it, but before the blade in his hand could be held firmly, it was already knocked out at once.
The sword fell far into the hall, clanging and clanging.
And Fang Yu saw it clearly, stretched out his hand, and the pride of the lonely king who flew out actually hovered in the air. He shook it down again, and there was a soft 'click', and before the other could react, the dark dragon's claw was already firmly grasping his shoulder.
I didn't see how hard he worked, as soon as the magic engine started, the cable suddenly straightened, and pulled the other party off the ground. Fang Yu shook it hard and threw it out of the terrace with his backhand.
The Dragon-worshippers let out a terrible scream and fell from more than seventy floors into the air.
The long aftermath continued for a few seconds before it came to an abrupt end.
Fang Yu withdrew his gloves and then looked at the other person. The dragon worshipper was so frightened that he let go of Lynn's hand and tried to escape, but before he could take two steps back, he suddenly felt a pain in his back, and a silver blade pierced through his chest, and a sword tip emerged from his chest.
The Dragon-worshippers opened their mouths, but the blade had already slipped through the lobes of his lungs, piercing his trachea, leaving him with only a rustling sound, and then tilted his head, leaving his vision dark.
Fang Yu gestured at his glove, allowing the Angel to pull out his sword, silently watching his corpse turn into a little black light and rise into the air.
He frowned at the mottled spots of light, the same black light he hadn't seen before. But he hadn't heard of any other gods that these dragon worshippers worshipped other than the Dark Dragon, so what kind of power did this strange way of resurrection come from?
"Mr. Ed?"
Fang Yu looked back, and after a while, he recognized this young man who had been caught by the two Dragon Worship Sects. "You're, Team Elffindor's Lynn?"
But before he could finish his sentence, Lynn grabbed his arm with an anxious look and dragged him forward. "Lorraine, he's been bewitched by the Dragon-worshippers, and they're going to attack Nicol Bolas's dragon claws, and while it's unclear what they're going to do, we'd better stop him at once - before it's too late."
Fang Yu knew what the other party was planning to do. Of course, it is to regain some of the lost power of the Dragon Witch, so that it can quickly regain its strength in its heyday as soon as possible.
However, he calmed down and asked, "Aren't you with Rollin?" β
"I just accidentally saw him leave the square, so I followed, I didn't expect to be held hostage by the Dragon Worshippers." Lynn replied truthfully.
"They confiscated your communication crystal?"
Lynn nodded.
"How long have you been up?"
"Before you, almost ten minutes."
Fang Yu frowned secretly when he heard this, ten minutes? With his experience in the Traveler's Rest, ten minutes was far enough for the other party to liberate Nicol Bolas's power, he suddenly stopped and asked, "You've been looking at the situation on the other side of the hall, and you haven't found anything?" β
Lynn thought for a moment and replied, "There seemed to be a puff of black smoke rising from the hall before, but they were retracted shortly before you arrived, and now they are no longer visible. β
Black fog?
Fang Yu secretly screamed badly, and the alarm in his heart suddenly appeared. He suddenly turned and pushed Lynn away, and then he himself flew in the other direction, only to hear a wind and a black light passing between the two.
The black light sank into the floor behind them, where it slashed through a hole three meters long and nearly ten inches deep.
Fang Yu looked back and saw a tall shadow slowly walking out of the hall.
And a pair of golden red eyes were looking at him condescendingly, as if reflected in the deepest part of his nightmare.
"Meet again," two different voices came from the shadows, but they trembled and merged into one, one low and powerful, the other calm and sane. The first voice whispered, "Dorifin's farewell seems to have been what happened a long, long time ago. β
But the other voice had some faint emotion: "You shouldn't have come to this place, Ed." β
The voice was so similar to what he had heard in his vision.
It was Ms. Misu's voice.
At that moment, Fang Yu only felt chills all over his body.
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