"This ...... What happened...... Lu Xi ...... "Wind's hand trembled slightly, and he felt as if a very important thing had been completely taken away in his body and soul, and there was an indescribable emptiness and panic. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe indescribable pain and sorrow pressed over me from all sides like an avalanche. She stood in the middle of the col, looking at the avalanche rushing down on all sides, helpless and desperate.

She pressed her chest with one hand, feeling as if it had been pierced by a sword, she was so breathless that she was in great pain, but she didn't feel the presence of her heart, and the other hand also subconsciously quickly held on to the wall, so that she didn't collapse on the spot. As a result, her face instantly turned pale and she was sweating profusely.

"Hurry, Wind!" Warhammer Lorivita was standing behind the Tempest, and her face was immediately pale with fright, even whiter than the Tempest itself, and she hurriedly helped her lord.

“master！” The storm knights around her were also startled one by one and hurriedly surrounded her.

"I'm fine!" As a qualified leader, she certainly knows when to do what to do and when not to do it, and no matter what really happens, she must not waver at this time.

"Lu Xi ......" She silently recited her lover's name, and found that she still had no way to communicate with the other party through a spiritual link, and she couldn't even sense the existence of the other party for a moment, but at this time, except for the silent prayer in her heart, she didn't seem to be able to do anything.

I'm still a magician, the current King of the Night Sky laughed bitterly in his heart, and then took a deep breath, which made his breath a little smoother, and he kept beating violently, and his heart, which was almost jumping out of his chest, was finally calmed down a lot. Her eyes silently swept over the corpses of the Guardians of the Holy White Tree, and the grief in her heart couldn't help but become more intense when she lingered on the Knight Chief Mr. Setis for a long time.

Ten minutes ago, they had been their most reliable comrades, but without warning, they had suddenly become the most formidable of enemies. Then they became corpses again, but they died by their own hands.

The crisis of being turned against by "companions" has been lifted, but the duty still pays a big price. You must know that under the surprise just now, even the wind himself was not lightly injured, and he was directly pulled by Mr. Setis with a big sword on his back. If it weren't for the fact that Kirit arrived later, a full output of starlight sword qi would have cut off the knight chief's arm at the first time, and the subsequent result would have been even more unimaginable.

Of course, except for the Tempest, the rest of the Wind Knights were also hit hard, but they were alchemical creatures belonging to the Book of the Night Sky, and their life and existence depended on the maintenance of the magic power of the Master of the Book of the Night Sky, that is, the Wind himself, and they were quickly healed with full blood. In the end, Hurricane himself became the most seriously injured.

Shamal was soon able to complete the treatment of the blast. Although the wound has healed and stopped bleeding, and the toxins have been quickly dispersed, the fatigue and burden caused by the spirit are not so easy to recede.

"I'm sorry, I really can't keep my hand!" The wind mourned in silence for the dead. They are indeed quite powerful elven guards, but it is precisely because of this that they have no way to keep their hands at all, and must use the most ruthless means to quickly kill them.

However, Tempest was even more certain than Lu Xi that these Knights of the Holy White Tree were by no means enemies. She was attacked at close range, and was able to see their eyes at close range...... It was simply a pair of eyes that had completely lost focus and sanity, like corpses, and their self-consciousness had long since disappeared.

They are not enemies, poor people who are indeed suddenly mentally controlled! However, what kind of means could so easily and silently erase the self-consciousness of a group of powerful Guardians of the Holy White Tree? I didn't even notice the slightest sign of it. Such a method of spiritual magic is unimaginable even with the knowledge of the wind.

The thought of the treacherous shady scenes behind this made Hurricane feel terrified, and it was difficult to even focus on the ongoing battle on the side.

It was a close and exciting battle, with nearly a thousand rounds between the two sides in just a few minutes. On one side is a half-elf swordsman with dual swords, and on the other side, there is also a middle-aged man with a public face holding dual swords.

At this moment, the half-elven swordsman Kirit, dressed in light scale armor and dark black trench coat-style robes, turned his back to the wind and everyone, and was engrossed in facing the powerful enemy in front of him, and it was also the most worthy of battle he had encountered in his life. In one hand he held a black sword of the same color as his trench coat, as if seeping into the night sky of countless stars, which was the classical knight's cross sword of the Auckland style; The other hand dances with an unfathomable blue sword that is as colorful as the sea, but the form is classical, very close to the broadsword style of the pre-era era. The two divine swords brought up two different sword momentums, attacking the opponent in front of him without reservation. On one side, a sword is faster than a sword, like the twinkle of stars in the sky, impermeable, but also swift and invisible; The other side is indeed a heavy slash, like a wave sweeping the world, overwhelming, and the momentum is compelling.

Such an attack, not to mention two kinds, even if it is any one of them, is enough to be worthy of the evaluation of the Sword Master. In terms of Killit's age (by half-elf standards), he is definitely worthy of the evaluation of a once-in-a-millennium swordsmanship genius plus the protagonist's aura-like progress...... Naturally, judging from the situation, Gillitt seems to have a complete absolute advantage. However, the more this battle continued, the more the shock and even horror in his heart grew.

You must know that even with such a continuous and crazy attack, it still can't completely break through the opponent's defense. The other party seems to be suppressed to the point that he is completely unable to fight back, but he does not show obvious decline, who can guarantee that this guy is not playing while paddling?

A demon god, even if he uses the appearance of a middle-aged ordinary person, no matter how he has no aura, no matter how popular he is, it seems that he is holding two mortal irons in his hand, but who really dares to take it lightly?

The other party generally blocked Killit's attack, and said slowly: "I really can't imagine that after a thousand years, there will still be such an excellent swordsman as you in this world!" ”

Well, Gillitt was right when he judged. We only have to listen to this tone to know that he is really at ease, and even has a lot of fun. However, this situation did not make Killitt flinch and fear, but aroused all his blood and fighting spirit as a swordsman.

"Then you must have slept too long, and you should have been eliminated by the times a long time ago!" Killitt sneered in a deep voice: "At my level, I am just a crane tail among my peers." With this little ability, are you still delusional about making a comeback? Perkins, come back again this time, and my friends and I will definitely take the trouble to divide you into ten thousand portions! Rest assured, we have time! ”

"I didn't know that elves could be so powerful." The other party smiled very happily: "If it were on another occasion, I would indeed be interested in discussing swordsmanship and combat with you!" Even if I'm a god, I'm a warrior after all, am I? In the vast history of all dynasties, I don't know how many martial saints and sword saints who have been praised by you mortals have been guided by me! Elf, you deserve such preferential treatment too! ”

A subtle expression that could be called a pain flashed on Killitt's face, but the movements in his hands did not slow down, but he changed his moves again with both swords. This time, the sword momentum is no longer fierce and fast, but inexplicably more than three points of ruthless viciousness and treachery, the blue sea and sky in the right hand is no longer a vast sea, but it is like a dark tide hidden under the calm water waves, the sword blade is still on the periphery, but the sword qi silently passes through the defense of the god of war and reaches his throat.

If he was dealing with someone else, such a sinister trick might be able to kill him with a single blow, but Parkens only shrunk his neck, turned sideways slightly, and let the sword wind blow through him.

"Yes, that's right, half of your elven bloodline should come from high elves, right? However, he has a deep knowledge of the sword skills of the drow elves and the necromantic knights...... Learn through the hundred swordsmanship, and then comprehend your own sword intent and style, you should be in the style of Elijah back then, right? It's really good. Elf, you have a lot of ideas, are you really not going to learn swords with me? ”

The half-elf swordsman thought to himself that if he wanted to say, "Learn to cook with me", then he might want to think about it...... Uh, why am I talking about learning to cook? This should be a stalk I heard from Lu Xi, right? While thinking like this, he thought of the unknown situation of Lu Xi's life and death at this time, and suddenly felt that he had endless strength, and the sword momentum in his hand suddenly accelerated and increased by three points again.

Well, this is indeed a warrior-like duel full of glory and dreams, and Tempest always feels that it doesn't seem good for him to go up and join as a spellcaster. What's more, the two of them exchanged countless rounds in just a few seconds while fighting, and the positions were switched too quickly, and the wind was very unsure that with his current state, he would accidentally injure his teammates, so he whispered to Lin beside him: "Is there still no way to find out Lu Xi's location?" ”

"Yu and Arkitt are both exploring the lower levels...... It has now been determined that there is a connected labyrinth under our place, but it is slightly smaller in scale, and a small number of demon corpses have been found in it, which should have been done by Lu Xi and them. Don't worry, Master Wind, you won't have to wait long......" replied the mini-angel. The last sentence was obviously comforting the wind, although she knew that neither she nor the other party might believe it, but if she didn't say it, it was really difficult to hide her current nervousness.

"Yes, it won't be too long. Every time that guy plays missing, he comes back to us in a more powerful state, and there is no time that it hasn't been like this. Swift Wind slowly repeated the words, his eyes once again sweeping over the corpses of the Guardians of the Holy White Tree, and his heart ached again.

We all know that the elves are actually quite arrogant races, not to mention the mortal elves, a golden species that is almost invisible now. However, these Guardians of the White Tree from before the Second Creation may have gone through too many stories, and when they regained their true life, they behaved even more politely and warmly than the (relatively) least exclusive of the Norda Wood Elves.

There are even two beautiful female knights among them, who have always gotten along well with the girls, not only as a "passerover" who has played the role of a confidant big sister for a period of time, but also jointly complained about the protagonist of a certain flower heart by the way. After a few days of getting along, even if it doesn't get to the point of being a girlfriend, it can at least be regarded as a very close friend.

However, these two friends, at that moment, turned into cold weapons completely controlled by others, and swung their swords at the wind without hesitation, and then they were shattered on the spot by the powerful talisman magic released by the wind subconsciously, and they didn't even leave a complete corpse.

"It doesn't matter who you are and what you want to do...... Unforgivable! Windwind gritted his teeth and turned his attention to Perkens once again: "But before I do that, I'm going to charge a little interest. ”

She forced herself to cheer up, concentrated, and even held her breath, and derived her transcendent spiritual power, which could be comparable to that of the gods, and then slowly closed her eyes. The naked eye can deceive people, but the eye of the heart will never deceive itself! This is something that Tempest had already understood when he was in the pre-school education of the caster.

“…… Powerful magic requires preparation time, and even if it is instantaneous, it may make the other party sense the fluctuation of magic power, and there will be a chance to dodge. Well, it's this trick, it's now! Tempest's eyes widened suddenly, and a hand reached out to make a claw-clad motion.

Then, they didn't even feel any more fluctuations and unknown effects happening, but they only saw a ripple rising out of thin air on the side of the Bloodthirsty King Parkens. He was slightly stunned, but his hand was inexplicably weak, and his five fingers involuntarily let go. The sword in his hand flew out without warning, and slammed into the ground with a thud.

A swordsman who has lost his weapon, no matter how powerful his existence is, will inevitably lose most of his cover at the vital point. Of course, it was impossible for Killitt to miss such an opportunity, but when he saw a flash of sword light, it seemed that the mottled starlight and the surging tide boiled at the same time, and in the next instant, the sword interpreter made of star iron and Oz steel, and the brilliant artifact that represented the power of the sky and the sea, the clear sky and blue sea, pierced into the opponent's chest at the same moment.

"Sure enough...... Until you're completely out of trouble, you still belong to this world in terms of rules. Your body is still a mortal body! Hurricane couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart.

The Bloodthirsty King Parkens looked in disbelief at the sword piercing his chest, and then raised his head, but gave a look of approval to the wind: "Well done! Magician's little girl! Then he nodded at Gillitt again, and even a very obvious hint of admiration flashed in his eyes: "You deserve more praise, elf!" My kingdom needs fresh blood, and it will always be open to warriors like you. ”

Killitt had a feeling that he wanted to laugh but couldn't, and although he had a good blow, he didn't have the slightest sense of achievement in defeating a strong opponent, and there was a subtle sense of absurdity intertwined in his heart, so that he didn't know what kind of expression to make for a while.

"But, it's a pity, you're still a step too late! All the efforts, in the face of the general trend, are not worth mentioning after all. Parkens smiled mockingly, and with a finger, he flicked the blade that pierced his body. A shadow whizzed through the passage behind him, leaping directly over everyone along the walls of the passage, and then disappearing at the end of the passage, so fast that everyone couldn't react.

"It's ......" At this moment, Gillett was indeed taken aback. The moment the shadow leaped over his head, he only felt that his throat, heart, and even the soul in his body were locked by some terrible killing machine. He was like a herbivore targeted by a predator, almost with his legs limp.

Fortunately, as a swordsman who has almost entered the gate of the Dao, his own will is naturally otherworldly. He can be intimidated because of his instinct as a living being, but a person of true extraordinary strength certainly has the ability to overcome instinct with will. He gritted his teeth and it only took half a second for him to react from the shock, but the opponent he had already stabbed with his sword fell like a mess of mud.

"Miss Windwind?" Killitt didn't believe that the other party had died by his own sword, it felt more like the other party's soul had escaped, leaving only a broken body that no longer had any meaning, and could only look back at the King of the Night Heavens.

“…… Part of the Demon God! Hurricane frowned, and anyone could hear the heaviness in her voice: "If it weren't for that, there would be no such oppression!" ”