Before everyone could react, Hu Di had already rushed under the statue with his head down. He ignored the exclamations around him, gripped the hilt of the sword with both hands, and pulled it outward.

There was a soft thud.

The blade of vanity of victory swayed, and with the cracked stones, he pulled it from its pedestal.

The scholar was shocked and angry when he saw this, and couldn't help but roar angrily: "Damn it...... Give me back the sword! ”

But he was answered by a flying arrow that broke through the air, and a scream flew at him. The scholar quickly dodged, and the arrow hit a horse's leg, and the stone cracked and fell on him.

There were others in the square.

Fang Ou turned his head vigilantly and looked in one direction in the darkness, and with a wave of his hand, a clockwork fairy flew in that direction. At the same time, he pulled down the goggles, and the picture in his field of vision kept changing, speeding forward, and then the clockwork fairy suddenly stopped—on the roof of a building in the northwest, a ranger in a black cloak was looking up.

It was a Nighthawk, to be exact.

Because Fang Plover had already seen the white feather of the night owl on his shoulder, which was the sign of the nighthawk.

The Nighthawk stood up with his bow and looked at the clockwork elf in mid-air with some surprise. "Pretty quick little one—" He raised his hand and shook it at the square plover in mid-air, before turning and leaping down, and the figure disappeared into the alley.

And when the other party turned around, Fang Yuan saw the emblem on the cloak behind his back, the coat of arms of the Knights of Tapolis Oak.

Fang Yu was slightly stunned, and subconsciously wanted to chase again, but there was a new change in the square. After Hu Di pulled out the blade of illusory victory, he took two steps back, and was looking at the others with some confusion.

"Hudi, what are you doing!" Sky Blue had a feeling of being deceived and glared angrily at Hu Di.

"I'm sorry, I, this sword is important to me......" Hudi stammered back.

The scholar rushed out of the side with a lunge, his eyes blood-red, his hands like a pair of eagle talons grasping at the sword in his hand, and roared: "Damn it, give it to me!" ”

Hu Di was startled and subconsciously stepped back.

And as soon as he retreated, the oppressive presence in the darkness finally came to the square, and everyone felt that the sky was slightly darkened, as if something was covering the moonlight.

The sudden darkness of the environment also caught the scholars off guard.

In mid-air, there was the sound of wings flapping the air.

Whew, whew-

The scholar shuddered, and his face changed dramatically, and he looked up just in time to see a shadow blocking the full moon in mid-air. It was a pair of outstretched wings, and a pair of cold, untouched golden pupils that seemed to have no human emotion.

It was a human woman, with long ebony hair, looking down slightly at everyone in the square, her face reflecting the moonlight, and her beauty was incomprehensible.

Her skin was as white as snow, barely stranded, like a statue of a goddess made of marble, with beautiful curves and almost flawlessness. The only thing that makes one feel a little regretful is that the woman's hands and feet are dragon-shaped claws, and the black scales on them are like black gemstones, shining brightly.

There is also a long tail on the hip, the same black scales, which curls back to cover the vital parts.

"Lord Nicol Bolas, I'm a subordinate of Lord Manlo......" the scholar hurriedly shouted.

But the woman tilted her head and smiled a little wildly, revealing her pointed canine teeth. But there was no trace of softness in the golden pupils, only a cold and ruthless look, and her slightly long gaze did not know how many years of time she could focus on this moment.

When Fang Yu heard the scholar's words, he knew that there was nothing wrong with his speculation, and Dorifin's past was indeed related to the dark dragon.

But he squinted at the woman in mid-air, and he was still a little curious, this is the shadow that Nicol Bolas left behind in Doriffin? Is this what she was like when she was human? Who is Manlo again?

He couldn't help but turn his head and ask in a low voice, "Mr. Hansen, is this the shadow of the past?" ”

Hansen nodded slightly: "But today is a little different from the past......"

"Different?"

"I feel like it's getting stronger." Hansen swallowed and replied with some stammering.

Fang Yu couldn't help but glance at Ji Ta, if only Ji Ta was an official naturalist, the dark knowledge of a naturalist could distinguish the type, level and general ability of monsters.

And at this moment, in mid-air, Nicol Bolas was indifferent, listened to the scholar's words, and said lightly: "Manlo's men, what did he ask you to do?" ”

"My lord," the scholar took a light breath, looking a little excited, and he took something out of his bosom, clutched it in his palm, and raised it into a fist. "I was also your follower, and I brought this thing, and as promised, it will give you true freedom."

"He's a Dragon Worshipper!" Tianlan couldn't help but let out a low shout.

Seeing this scene, Attila also subconsciously raised the Helin spear in her hand - whether it was Nicol Bolas or the Worship Dragon Cult, they were her enemies.

But this time, Fang Yu took the initiative to stop in front of her, he looked at the scholar, and always felt that the things in the other party's hand had some connection with him—the feeling was extremely strange, like the resonance of magic.

He lowered his head and looked at his chest, where something seemed to be pulsating slightly—but not his heart.

And it was at this time that the scholar opened his palm, and a bright light radiated from his palm, as if holding a star. When Tianlan and Kita saw that thing, they couldn't help but exclaim:

"Ring of Golden Flame!"

"Why is the Golden Flame Ring in his hands?"

Fang Yu heard two exclamations, and subconsciously raised his head, he saw that the scholar was injured—the golden ring, which was not Mazak's masterpiece, the Ring of Golden Flames.

Almost at the same moment, he suddenly felt a slight burning in his chest, as if something was about to break free from there, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly covered the place with his hands.

Between the bright light and shadow, Hu Di was the only one who took advantage of everyone's attention to the ring, quietly retreated with his sword, and after leaving the square, he pulled his legs and ran in one direction.

Nicol Bolas glanced back at the little character, but didn't pay much attention to it, and she immediately withdrew her gaze. She looked at the ring on the scholar's hand with a playful look.

The scholar was a little creepy at her gaze, and stammered, "Lord Nicol Bolas, you should know this ring." The holy object that the guy Huyod made with one of your eyes, the Ring of Promise. Lord Manlo has been searching for its whereabouts for years, because once you recover it, your power will surely return to its heyday. ”

"Don't mention that name in front of me," Nicol Bolas said grimly, "the Covenant Ring? ”

"My lord, this is ......"

"Shut up." The woman threw her head back and interrupted him with a long whistle that exploded in mid-air like a shockwave. Fang Yu had just taken off his goggles and looked up at this time, and saw this sound wave sweeping over the square.

A scream that bordered on substance.

The sound of a hum swept through the ear drums of everyone in the square, and Hu Di at the other end of the square in the distance was just about to enter the alley, when he was hit by this scream and fell to the ground, unconscious.

And Fang Yu only felt a blank in his mind, and at that moment it seemed that the whole world was quiet. The audio of the trembling was so high that it exceeded the limits of everyone's hearing, and blood gushed out of the mouth and nose at once.

With the exception of Shesta, almost all of them were in a trance for a moment.

The maid stretched out her hand to stand in front of her mistress, and raised her head to look warily at the 'creature' in mid-air. The sound wave swept through the crowd and continued to advance and crash into the surrounding buildings.

In an instant, the windows shattered, even the window frames were broken and recessed backwards, and shards of glass and tiles fell to the ground in silent silence.

After a long howl, the woman did not look at Sesta before she lowered her head and continued to the man: "How dare you negotiate terms with me with a fake? ”

"Fakes?" The scholar's face changed drastically, he carefully looked at the Golden Flame Ring in his hand, and said to Nicol Bolas in disbelief, "My lord, you said this...... Is this a fake? ”

Nicol Bolas sneered, "The Ring of Golden Flame - the descendants of the covenant can deceive you, what do you think is the Covenant Ring?" ”

The scholar's face turned white with fright, and he crawled and ran away despite the bleeding from his mouth and nose—but it was only a futile struggle. Nicol Bolas flapped his wings in mid-air and fell like a meteor.

"No, we are all verdant believers, you can't kill me!" The scholar screamed in despair.

But the former didn't hear it, and Fang Yu watched as she 'slammed' down on the scholar, and the latter fell apart like a rag doll, turning into a cloud of blood mist.

The whole square shook.

With Nicol Bolas as the center of the landing, the ground sinks violently, cracking inch by inch, and the knight's statue on one side also tilts and collapses.

After a loud bang, only half of the remaining stone monument remained.

In the smoke and dust, she slowly straightened up and sneered: "I said a long time ago that I would not trust anyone anymore, as a lone wanderer, where did I follow others?" After that, she turned her head and looked at Fang Yu and the others.

The golden-red indifferent eyes couldn't help but make everyone shiver.

At this time, Fang Yu didn't need Ji Ta to determine the other party's level or anything, just with the blow just now, the other party was at least an existence above level forty. This is not to say that one of Nicol Bolas's phantoms left here is so powerful, but that Dorifin's apparitions are a good recreation of her former level of strength.

It's just that either way, at least in this vision, can make her crush them like bugs.

"I—I think we'll need to inform the Artisan Guild." Hansen watched the scene dumbfounded and stammered.

"Let's wait until we get out of this place alive." Fang Yu turned his head and saw that a young man was probably so frightened that his reaction was a little abnormal, and he subconsciously raised the magic guide gun in his hand and aimed it at Nicol Bolas.

This scene immediately made him have some bad memories, and an arrow stepped over and knocked the gun in the other party's hand, and scolded: "Hurry up and run separately!" ”

The young man seemed to have reacted at this point, and subconsciously turned around and left, but it was still a little late.

Not far away, Nicol Bolas turned his head in this direction, his foot lightly stepped on the ground, and the figure swept past the square plover like a gust of wind, catching up with the young man, a claw through his chest from behind.

The young man snorted, and the corpse was thrown out by the dark dragon.

Then Nicol Bolas turned back in mid-air, spread his wings, and faced directly at the square plover. Fang Yu looked at those somewhat cold golden-red eyes, and couldn't help but feel bitter in his heart, wondering if this dark dragon had fallen in love with him, and why did he aim at him at the beginning every time.

He touched the back of his right hand, the last time he was at the Traveler's Rest, it could be said that the crown mark on the back of his hand had attracted the attention of the other party. But this time, the mark on the back of his hand didn't react at all.

If there was anything strange, he suddenly remembered one thing-

And it was at this time that Nicol Bolas's former shadow had already come to him in an arrow, and it was also clawing at his chest. The others didn't react at all, only Azure and Attila had time to let out an exclamation:

"Brother Ed!"

"Ed!"

But it was at this moment that a miracle happened.

Nicol Bolas's sharp claws came to rest in front of his chest, less than half a centimeter. In fact, the sharp claw wind had cut through his robes, revealing something in that place—

A palm-sized, oilcloth-wrapped.

Nicol Bolas's Shadow of the Past frowned slightly, and there was a hint of complexity in his golden eyes, looking at the package. After a short moment, there was a hint of fear on her face, and she took a slight step back.

She raised her head, looked at Fang Yu with a cold expression, and suddenly said, "Give it to me, little one." ”

Fang Yu blocked the package.

He finally remembered this thing, like two images, overlapping in his mind.

In one paragraph, Mazak solemnly handed him the package and told him:

"Someone who will help me bring it to Goland, and you must not take it apart until you reach that place—"

And the other part, in that bizarre dream, the girl put the thing on his chest and told him earnestly:

"Take it out and make things right, Rune, we need to make up for the mistakes we made ourselves. I'm sorry, Rune, you're the only one I'm sorry for, I shouldn't have been involved, but I can only trust you, and remember, hatred only loops indefinitely, and only love and tolerance can end everything. ”

Fang Yu's heart was slightly shaken - is it a coincidence?

He looked at Nicol Bolas and subconsciously took a step back.

"Take it to me, little one, and I can grant you a request." Nicol Bolas stepped forward and repeated harshly.

But Fang Yu shook his head.

……