In fact, Fang Yu was stunned for a moment before recognizing this place.

Because there's been a big change from before.

Although its furnishings and location are still the same, the floor-to-ceiling arched window is still inlaid with stained glass, on which are religious illustrations, and the soft light shines through the glass and falls behind a solemn icon.

It was about a saint of Ori, but Fang Yu didn't recognize it, and it was only then that he realized that it was not that the room had changed, but that the timeline had been pushed back much further.

At that time, it was just a meditation room for the monks in the temple to rest, just looking at the surrounding furnishings, the specifications were not low.

Before Fang Yu saw the holy icon, there were two figures.

One tall and one short.

The two of them had the light on their backs, and they couldn't see their faces clearly at all.

Fang Yu subconsciously wanted to walk in front of the two, but he found that no matter how he moved forward, the position relationship between the three had never changed.

The dwarf spoke first, his voice a little surprised:

"How dare you come to this place? You don't know that Joschud is looking for you everywhere, and if he knows that you're alive and in my place, we'll both have to walk around without food. ”

The tall man replied lightly: "I have played a trick on Goland, and he thinks that I am dead, and even if I live, he does not know what it has to do with me." ”

The voice is man, middle-aged.

Fang Plover recognized the tone of another man, who was undoubtedly Haggerston himself. Haggerston lowered his voice: "Be careful, you don't know how good that guy is......"

"No matter how good he is, he didn't let you leave with this thing." The middle-aged man's tone was a little joking: "Look, this is the limitation of mortals." ”

The dwarf seemed a little unwilling, muttering something in a low voice.

The middle-aged man looked a little curious: "It seems that you still admire him very much, in that case, why do you want to betray him?" ”

"He's a real hero, and unlike you, of course, I'm determined to go with you, but I've always understood that."

"It's what sets you apart, dwarf," the middle-aged man replied, "but I'm different from you, and the so-called heroes will grow old one day, but I'll be able to wait for ......."

"That's why I chose it this way," said the dwarf in a gruff voice, "give me that thing, and you, you get what you deserve." ”

"But I still want this city."

"You still want this city!?" The dwarf screamed exaggeratedly.

"Don't worry, it's going to be a long process, and I'll be patient," the middle-aged man replied, "By then, maybe you'll have turned to dust." ”

The dwarf looked hesitant, and he looked up at the icon, pacing back and forth.

Eventually, he stood still and looked up at the other man.

Fang Yu didn't wait for that answer.

Because the picture has changed again, it is like a stone being thrown into the water, and the picture is scattered in all directions, forming a chaotic black fog.

It's just that he stood quietly in place, and he actually had the answer in his heart.

One city, tens of thousands of lives.

But why did a dwarven hero fall so completely?

Once again, the black fog gathered to form a dead, mysterious hall that was somewhere underground, with groundwater seepage on the gray walls.

Fang Yu stood quietly in the center of the hall.

There seemed to be a sound of dripping water in the darkness in the distance, ding dong ding dong, knocking on my heart.

He looked around and saw in the inner niches on all four sides were reliefs of monsters, with wings and tails, scaly claws, and dragon-shaped heads.

It seems to be a servant of the dragon, but it is different.

Fang Yu recognized this place.

This is the underground prison of Hostins, where the altar of the Ryonists is located.

A shadow slipped out of the corner of the wall, it was a woman, she was holding her shoulder with one hand, and she seemed to be injured not lightly. The woman slowly walked towards Fang Yuan, unable to see her face clearly, but she had to see her figure clearly.

Fang Yu recognized the other party at a glance.

The timeline seems to have gone back to thirty years ago-

Misu's shadow staggered past Fang Ou and walked straight to the altar behind him, silently looking at the corpse of the girl on the altar.

The cold corpse, with a twisted dagger stuck in its chest, stained blood-red.

But she closed her eyes peacefully, except for her hands folded on her chest, clenched so tightly that her knuckles seemed to be a little deformed from too much force.

Misu looked at it for a moment, as if she had noticed something, and pressed her hand on the girl's cold hand, breaking it open with all her might. There was a clang, and a small blood-stained object fell from the girl's hand and rolled down several steps.

Only then did Fang Yu see that it was a brooch.

Half a dragon's head, particularly eye-catching.

"It's this mark again," Misu said to herself, "these girls are all because of this hateful thing, look at this little girl, what a good age, but because she was deceived by these bastards—"

Said to be talking to himself.

But the tone didn't seem like muttering, but rather talking to someone, and Fang Yu almost thought that Ms. Misu had seen her.

But in the darkness of the hall, a somewhat elegant and wise voice replied, "Knight, that mark is strange, not the same as the one you found on it before. ”

"What do you say, Aision?"

"Feel it with the power of your dragon slayer."

Misu suddenly exclaimed, "Is this ......!?" ”

"What's wrong, knight?"

"It's a magical message, and it's a text left behind—"

"Oh? What is the content? ”

Misu's tone was a little incredulous: "Life contract ......"

When Fang Yu heard this, his heart suddenly jumped faintly.

He took a step forward, but the illusion felt his feelings, and in an instant it turned into a cloud of smoke.

There was a faint firelight in the black fog ahead, and an uneven stone street appeared under his feet, this scene seemed familiar to Fang Yuan's eyes.

He hesitated for a moment before moving forward resolutely.

Clearing the clouds, there is Grey Oak Square ahead.

On the two sides of the square, on one side were Misu and Manlo Hollitt and a group of dragon worshippers, and in a sea of fire, the square was strewn with corpses and rivers of blood.

The central Acolytes of the Dragon Worship Sect formed a large concentric circle and chanted obscure incantations in unison, bringing the summoning ceremony to the final moment.

In the blood-colored circle, the skeleton of a behemoth was slowly building up in the black smoke.

And this battle was no different from the scene Fang Yu had seen before.

Misu and Dictor retreated under the siege of the Dragon-worshippers and the Knights of Dawn, and the acolytes' chants grew louder and louder, echoing over the square like a spell.

Only this time.

No more of him and Lune—

For a moment, the older knight found the best time to enter the inner circle under the cover of Misu's best efforts,

With a single sword, he slashed a dragon-worshipping acolyte into two pieces, but he was unable to take a step forward.

A heavy wall of people kept him out of the circle.

Dicht was covered in blood and looked desperate, and the knight raised his head to the sky in the midst of the siege and let out a long howl: "Lady Marlan, where is the light of your valor!? ”

With all his might, he threw his sword at the presiding officer in the center of the circle.

Above the layers of black clouds, a ray of light suddenly separated, like a golden sword piercing down from the clouds and reflected on the knight's sword.

Seven or eight weapons plunged into the older knight's chest almost simultaneously, causing him to spurt out a mouthful of blood and look at the sword he threw with the last of his strength.

"Friends of faith!" Manlo Hollitt had a horrified look on his face and shouted hysterically, "Stop it!" ”

But no one could stop this sword full of courage and sacrifice, and the cultists retreated.

Until a huge bone claw stretched out from the black mist, protecting the presiding officer in the center of the array, with a crisp tremble, the blade slammed into the bone claw, leaving a deep nick there.

Then it bounced out.

Flying diagonally towards the center of the square, it was firmly planted on the pedestal of the statue of the heroic knight there.

The hilt of the sword shook slightly, and let out a clear trembling sound.

Fang Yu could see it clearly.

That's just a mortal sword.

Where did the fairy sword come from, Galapea.

But the light that shone obliquely down from the clouds, reflecting the blade of the sword like a pool of snow, sprinkled on the pedestal of the statue. At that moment, in this dark and dreary city—

But it seems to be particularly meaningful.

Fang Yu watched as the light faded, and the light in the knight's eyes gradually dimmed.

"My Lord has been revived!" Manlo Hollitt's signature voice rang out, and he sneered, "Descendants of the Dragon Slayer, and the knights of Elpahim, you are still a step too late!" ”

"Mr. Dickert!" Misu let out a sad cry.

But the older knight hung his head, unable to answer her call any longer.

Misu stood there stunned.

After a long while, she looked back and seemed to have made up her mind.

"Don't laugh too soon, Manlo," Misu said through gritted teeth, "I knew your conspiracy, the container of the dragon's golden pupils, was a double-edged sword for you. ”

"But what's the use," replied Manlo in a shrill voice, "it's destined for us, and it's to blame your ancestors for being too gullible." ”

"I'm afraid not necessarily."

Misu said in a deep voice.

She raised her head, her eyes flashing with golden flames: "You seem to have forgotten one thing, I am also a descendant of the Dragon Slayer clan. ”

Manlo was slightly stunned.

But he immediately thought of something, his face changed color, and then he screamed in horror: "Stop her, don't let her come over!" ”

"It's late—" The golden flames in Misu's eyes grew louder and stronger, as if they were about to burn through her originally gray eyes, and gush out of their sockets. There was a crackling sound, and a dark dragon wing stretched out from behind Misu, and at the same moment, her voice became low and hoarse, magnetic.

She said to Manlo word by word: "What you think is the most humble, the most despisable existence, has given you a fatal blow in the end. ”

"Let me show you what surprises that little girl has left for you."

She stretched out her hand, and the palm of her hand had turned into sharp claws.

"My Dragon's Gold!? That's impossible! Manlo shouted in disbelief. He watched as the ring burning with golden flames in his hand flew straight in the direction of Misu as if he had heard the call of its owner.

He was almost stunned for a moment before he reacted, and shouted hysterically, "Life Contract!?" When did you engrave it on it!? ”

Misu had completely turned into a vertical pupil like lava, staring at the man coldly.

"That's not me."

"Not you?"

Manlo's mouth widened as he looked at the blood-stained mark that opened to him in Misu's hand. Misu sneered, "Got it? ”

"Yes...... How could that be? ”

"Good and evil will be rewarded, Manlo."

Manlo sat down on the ground and said in a cold sweat, "No, it won't be like this, even if you absorb the power of the dragon's golden pupil. You're just another dark dragon, no, we didn't fail......"

Misu looked at him with a complicated expression and shook his head, but did not speak.

Fang Yuan, who was just standing aside and silently watching this scene of illusion, was already like a stormy wave in his heart at this moment.

The illusion faded away—

But Fang Yu also saw many fragmented pictures in the sea of fire.

The grey oak square, which consisted of ruins, was full of dead people, charred corpses, twisted bones, and pillars of fire still burning......

Manlo's cold corpse still maintained the horrified expression of his life, and his heart was pulled out by Misu's own hands.

And the fifteen dragon worship monks are all in different places, and as for the presiding officer in the center of the circle, the bones are long gone.

There was a dead silence in the center of the square.

Covered in blood, Misu staggered out of the place, and before leaving, she pulled the knight's sword from the statue and gently placed it on the older knight's chest.

A golden light slowly emanated from her hand and melted into the knight's body.

"We've agreed, Mr. Knight."

"I'm running out of time."

"But it must be successful."

Fang Yu also saw-

Alone in the burning Traveler's Rest, she rescued Rune-Lincius from an unconscious room. She placed a bloodstained ring on the young man's chest.

Then, without saying a word, Geoffrey, who was begging in the midst of the fire, disappeared into the billowing smoke.

There were many apparitions after that.

overlapping each other.

The older knight found the future president of the Black Goat Chamber of Commerce, unconscious in the ruins.

After that, Dorifin was reduced to rubble.

Some people come to investigate, others come looking for opportunities for adventure.

Over the years, it has become a paradise for adventurers.

Different people, different looks, intertwined and changing, some came, some left. That is until a young man catches his eye - the young alchemist who has saved a black cat in an adventure.

Behind the cat was a young girl standing quietly behind a tree.

It's a cliché story, and like the beginning of many stories, it's the beginning of it all. Dorifin's phantom is being unraveled by a brave and kind young man, but behind him, there are always several dark shadows.

Little by little, people approached the center of the seal.

But at that moment.

All illusions were gone, and the black clouds of smoke swirled and gathered together into a conversation from thirty years ago, which rang out in Fang Yuan's mind—it was Manlo's unfinished words before: "You're just another dark dragon, no, we didn't fail......"

He was answered by Misu's stern voice, "I never coveted the power of the dragon's golden pupils, Manlo, you never understood that. ”

"Because the dragon slayer is different from you."

"The Dragon's Gold will be left in this place, waiting for the return of the person who truly recognized that ring—"

"You don't know what the Dragon's Curse is, Manlo," Misu whispered, "including your master, Nicol Bolas...... She never gave up the fight. ”

"So, you're not going to make it."

"And I," her voice became a little difficult, as if mixed with a sizzling, "too...... There's still time—"

All the voices gradually dissolved into nothingness.

The black smoke gathers the image of a young girl.

That image, Fang Plover had seen once—scales all over his body, slender wings, long pale hair, and golden eyes. Beyond the surface, there seemed to be a hint of Lady Misu's former appearance, but in her golden eyes that flowed like lava.

It seems that only an endless amount of resentment remains.

"You took my power."

"Wait."

"You're going to regret it."

She spoke coldly.

The sound that came out seemed to be that of Heath and Misu, but with an unfamiliar taste. That voice, Fang Yu had heard before.

In the Traveler's Rest.

It was Nicol Bolas's voice.

The black smoke slowly gathered on the ring in Fang Yuan's hand.

The woman's figure gradually disappeared, and then a somewhat soft, system-prompted voice sounded in his head:

'The end of the world events, the record of experience - 225,000 points. ’

'Perfectly stored in the World Event Catalogue - Dorifin's Phantom. ’

'Superior directory updated, Dragon Witch. ’

'The higher directory has been updated, and the third scourge has arrived. ’

'Winning the title 'The Perfect Recorder''

Fang Yu looked at this line of prompts, and couldn't help but be stunned for a while.

……