Chapter 1050: Back
Miss Ulan doesn't hate the Golden King Gil Salad, even if her soul is imprisoned by the other party and becomes the so-called guardian, she doesn't seem to have much hatred, and even gives people nicknames very humanely, as if they are her friends. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
ββ¦β¦ In a sense, he's my savior, isn't he? She smiled and said, "You know, if it weren't for him, I would probably have died in the Battle of Tiger Shark Bay." Of course, with that stupid emperor. However, because of his existence, he has been born for 700 years, which can only make me feel alive. It's a little lonely, but time is time. What's more, with the management authority of that space, I can summon those comrades who have been far away countless times, and it can also make me always remember the era of the iron horse. Even though I knew that they were just projections of my memories through the secret treasure, I still enjoyed them. If there was anything to owe and give up when I was alive, it was only these companions who shared life and death, right? β
"Well, I can relate to your feelings, but in essence, phantoms are phantoms! I had always thought that Stockholm syndrome would only appear in weak-willed mortals. Lu Xi's words were quite unkind, but he was not worried that the other party would be annoyed and angry.
"I don't understand what the hell you're talking about, but I understand the obvious sarcasm." Sure enough, Miss Ulan was not angry at all, but smiled disapprovingly: "But don't be mistaken, pretty little boy." Objectively speaking, it is not natural for me to be able to thank an ancient man tens of thousands of years ago who is still struggling in the labyrinth of life and death, past and future, dream and reality. Emotionally, or objectively, I should be grateful to him, but intellectually, the Treasure of Kings and Gil Salad have been around for too long and shouldn't be any longer. There are too many treasures in there that should belong to the whole world, and it would be a pity if they were kept in the possession of an ancient undead tens of thousands of years ago. β
ββ¦β¦ That's why you dug up the tombs of the ancient Samyi dynasty and collected the priceless funerary goods for military expenses? By the way, your right-hand man, General Hurbara, is himself a descendant of the Samyi dynasty, right? He didn't rebel? β
"He gave me the map of the royal tomb. In addition, there are at least a thousand people of Samyi blood who are willing to fight with me and live and die together, and they all agree with me. Otherwise, how can we talk about living and dying together? In this respect, the Sothnesians, who had lost their empire, were much more pragmatic than the Gabrians, who still owned the empire. Valkyrie took out her cigarette pouch and changed herself with a little mixed tobacco, which she lit with flint and steel. In fact, she is already an undead, so she will naturally no longer be bothered by the pain of her life. In the same way, without a real body, there is no need to be poisoned by anesthetics, and naturally there is no need to consider quitting smoking.
"Of course, as a Guardian, I'm still obligated to ask you about your options. If you give up now, you will receive great rewards, such as the automatic-type titan golem given to the Golden King by the ten Titans, the activated shield made by the wings of the fallen Patronus God Helda, and the Elamante gem condensed from the fragments of the previous elemental lords......"
ββ¦β¦ If you keep talking, I don't know if I'll be able to resist the temptation that follows! β
"Oh, sure enough, young people have to have such ambitions!" Miss Ulan was not surprised at all, and after a deep sigh, she said: "Guardians like me actually have a lot in this Nebula Palace, but the number of levels is not endless, if I expected it to be correct, there will probably be one or two more levels." But that's just the beginning...... In fact, in the past history, it is not without adventurers who have made it to the end. β
"Oops? It turns out that there are any seniors who have successfully cleared the customs? Why didn't I hear from the lady who was guarding the front door? β
"Because people can go through the back door or climb the wall! Adventurers like you swaggering in through the front door are a minority, right? Pretty little boy with the aurety! Miss Ulan teased, but suddenly sank her face: "However, when you reach the last level and really need to face the Golden King Gil Salad, that can be regarded as a real test!" β
ββ¦β¦ This time, no one has really broken through, right? β
"Yes, there has been no one in these nearly 20,000 years." Ulan said a fact that bordered on despair in a heavy tone, but his expression was far from despair, and his eyes were full of vitality: "However, if others can't do it, it doesn't mean that you can't do it!" I've always been very fond of you, pretty little boy! β
"Wow, what a visual line. How many people have you said this to before? β
"For 700 years, you are the only one who has reached the third level, who am I going to say? Adventurers in the Glorious Age are really not good! Young people are getting worse and worse these days! I've heard this happen to other Guardians all the time. Even for the sake of us 'young people' born after the glorious era, beautiful little boys, you should kick the Golden King's ass hard! Shine on the center of his chrysanthemum and kick it hard! β
"So, have you ever thought so? If I had completely conquered Gil Salad's labyrinth, I would have overtaken him on the spot. Then, you and the rest of the Guardians will also break away from the current rule of using the Treasure of Kings to maintain your life and mind, and that will be true death. β
"Really?" The South China Sea Female Army God, who was born as a shepherdess, took a deep breath of the cigarette stick, and spewed out a large cloud of smoke with a free movement, and then said, "That's nothing bad!" It's good to say that sentence, kick the golden king's ass hard for the old lady! The harder you kick, the better! The Guardians are your enemies, but they are also your supporters...... Well, except maybe that guy. If you're the next Guardian, be careful. β
While enjoying a comfortable supper, while chatting with a beautiful lady with a knowledgeable and elegant temperament, this feeling is actually very healing. The two smokers even had a long debate about the quality and pros and cons of pipes and tobacco from all over the world, but not only did it not hurt the peace, but both sides felt that their posture had increased a lot, and they felt that they had a lot of sympathy. However, even if he ate supper, he couldn't find a place to sleep, and no matter how happy the Dragon Gate Array was, he couldn't get more information from Miss Ulan, and it was estimated that this was also some kind of imprisonment for the other party as a guardian, so he had to get up and leave.
The two of them continued along the spiral staircase, and soon came to the fourth floor of the Nebula Palace, where they were greeted by another corridor. Due to the serious impact of some kind of space locking, the rooms on both sides of the corridor cannot be opened, which makes Lu Xi have a sense of RPG immediacy. However, the structure of this kind of spatial locking is quite complicated, and someone is sure that even if he is using his spatial magic skills at this time, it will probably take a day or two to analyze the rough outline, and there is no need to delay time like this.
Lu Xi walked a few steps along the corridor towards the interior, but saw a fork in the road. On one side is a staircase built in the center of the cloister, which leads to the top floor; On the other side, it leads to the depths of the castle, and the further you go inside, the deeper it becomes, and you don't know where it leads.
"It's such a self-explanatory setting!" Lu Xi said to the fat snow leopard: "If you want to clear the customs quickly, you should go up, however, in the RPG, if you don't go to all the intersections and achieve all the side plots and hidden elements, it will be very difficult to push the boss, or you won't be able to get the trophy!" Of course, only obsessive-compulsive disorder would brush up on something as bad as a trophy for a few weeks. β
"Well, that's right! I always feel that with such an obvious directionality, the feeling of traps is too obvious. My favorite board game from the East Coast Trading House, "Snakes and Black Labyrinths", always has such a setting, and the most core players are about to abandon the pit. "Fat Snow Leopard Road. He seemed to cherish his opportunity to have no lines for several chapters, thought about it for a while and said seriously: "...... However, the current up-and-comer in the board game world of Neosfia, "Sword", is quite bad, and such a clear fork in the road is actually a trap, and only by staying in place and doing some specific actions can you find a way to solve it. For example, learn to bark three times, press your nose around the table seven or eight times, or stand up twenty times and so on. β
ββ¦β¦ Today's game companies, is it really acceptable to even have such a casual name? Lu Xi knocked the fat snow leopard's head with his fist: "So, how about you learn to bark three times?" β
ββ¦β¦ It's so hard to say something so unnatural! Anyway, I'm a feline! β
ββ¦β¦ Is it already a complete feline? Well, depending on your size, you can't do it in circles and push-ups. Why don't you fulfill your obligations? Didn't you just say okay, I'll carry the black pot and send you to death! It's still hard to run and resist and win the meat shield of hatred early.,This is onlyyou! Lu Xi pointed to the depths of the aisle: "Go!" Fat Boys! We have no way out, no matter what fate you are going to end up with, you should break out of tomorrow! Don't you want to evolve? β
"Doesn't this mean that experience and knowledge are responsible? Why did it fall to the point of sending it to death? In addition, the meat shield and emergency rations or something, if you think about it seriously, in fact, forbearance is over, but the only thing that is unacceptable is the name of this fat beast or something, how can the name evolve when it is frustrated to this point? β
"So, in order to evolve, people have put their own lives and their masters' lives on the line! If you don't have the slightest bit of ambition, how can you get it? Even if you can evolve into a ruined house beast, if you have hope, you have to do it! What is the difference between a fat beast without a dream and a carp king who can't evolve? β
"It's a show! I don't quite understand what you're talking about, but it must be a show! And what the hell is the ruined house beast? This is clearly degradation, right? How could anyone use such a homophonic stalk to tell a joke! Even an old man like me can't find it funny anymore! β
"The problem is that I don't think I'm joking at all! Look at my innocent eyes! β
In short, the two had a brief dispute over whether to go upstairs or stay in place to watch the changes, and then evolved into a third-rate cross talk without any nutritional value, but at this time, there was a sudden heavy sound of metal colliding behind them, and then looked back, on the aisle and spiral staircase behind them, but I don't know when a large number of heavily armed sergeants have appeared. They were dressed in classical Uruk gold armor, both male and femaleβthis could be judged by the pattern of the armor, that is, whether the breastplate was bulging or notβbut even the women were at least half a head taller than Lu Xi.
Their weapons were round shields the size of most of their bodies, also shining like sun-kissed gold, and in the other hand they held a spear, a sword or battle axe at their waists, and three or five javelins on their backs.
Well, we all know that the ancestors of mankind, including the Uruks, who are also known as the "ancestors" or "old people", are actually all of bronze and silver blood, and their average physical talent and lifespan are far above those of the current humans. The Uruk people are the best of these ancestral races, and it is not surprising that they have such a physique and height that makes Lu Xi feel a little inferior for a moment.
What's more, the group of armed soldiers who appeared in front of Lu Xi's eyes were the king of soldiers in the army that had almost conquered the world with the Golden King--the Praetorian Guard of the Gil Salad Empire, and was named "Divine Army Tai Baminel", which is said to be named after the goddess of Phyin. Of course, we all know that mortals, including the Golden Seed, are unable to use their voices to produce the Dome Text. And this "Taiba Minaire" is probably just a variant of Uruk that can barely be pronounced by everyone, and maybe there are only one or two similarities left from the whole picture.
It is said that every soldier of the Divine Army is a carefully selected person of extraordinary strength, and must be tall and mighty, heroic, and handsome, not to mention handsome, but also have upright facial features and awe-inspiring majesty. As a result of this harsh selection, the number of men in the army was extremely scarce, and it is said that at its peak it did not exceed 500 men, and later it was "said" that all of them died with the Golden King in the final Battle of the Field of the Holy Spirit.
Lu Xi has always been quite skeptical about this data. You know, Gil Salad has built a huge empire that has almost unified the whole world, and he himself has been taught by the goddess Fein for many years, and he is not a racist himself, and the choice of conscription is still quite broad in theory, even if the population of the mythical era is far less than now, but it is too much to say that there are only such a few people in the whole army.
Now, he knew why.
These fully armed, dressed up gold cans that are shiny more than gold, although the outfits are a bit gaudy, but everyone, including a few sisters who look quite soft (although they are very tall), are all above the gold 5th order, and a few armor have some heraldic accessories, and they have reached the peak of breaking through the boundary.
This average quality is already comparable to that of the Dragon Knights, right?
What's more, what appeared in Lu Xi's sight was obviously not the whole staff of the Guards Divine Army named after the goddess of Phoenix, but also a steady stream of people from the wall, yes, the wall, they were like ghosts who could penetrate the wall, floating out of the wall in a translucent posture, and then quickly condensed into an entity.
Immediately afterwards, at the entrance of the stairs leading upstairs, I faintly heard the sound of armor rubbing and colliding, and the aura of murder came to my face.
ββ¦β¦ Your uncle's! Lu Xi hurriedly opened the holographic map, and then immediately reported a foul mouth.
"Hmph, I know this time, these are all hallucinations! Can't scare me! The fat snow leopard held its head high, staring at this large ticket of gold with two copper bell-like eyes, and even bared its sharp teeth for a moment, as if it was a real king of beasts.
"Little master, did you see that? I'm also courageous! Now you'll never be intimidated by hallucinations again! "In the face of hundreds of soldiers of the unified empire of the mythical era, in the face of this legendary divine army, Panarsis did not flinch and went up against the wind. At that moment, he felt as if he had regained the body of a true dragon, standing proudly among the mountains, soaring into the sky and spreading his wings far into the sky, but fearless and invincible.
However, the sound of hurried footsteps had already fallen into his ears, and when he turned his head, he saw that his little master had galloped into the depths of the passage, leaving only the back of a cloud that did not take away a single cloud. (To be continued.) )