No.270
"Eluredo, Spirit Blade!"
The cold voice of the command sounded on the top of the rooftop, and a green voice rushed out from his side, and the green figure still carried a beam of seven-colored light.
"Protector, Iron Wall!" With the sound of the cold death's command, the sound of the command of Guke's response also sounded.
The guardian dragon beside him rushed out with heavy steps, and his shield-like face shimmered with a metallic silver sheen at the moment, giving people a sense of unbreakability at first sight.
Eluredo's spiritual blade slashed at the Protector's shield, leaving only a white trail, and the strength of the attack did not cause the Guardian to feel a trace of pain at all.
Before Eluredo could react, a dazzling white light suddenly rose from the shield-like face of the Guardian, and a dull explosion sounded in Chill's ears.
Metal Explosion!
[Knock! γ
"The strength of the attack is good." Gooke's fingers rubbed against the ring of his thumb, "It's a pityβ"
"No matter how sharp the blade is, it leaves the sheath and is cut off by the shield, which is the fate that all swords can't escape!"
"What are you talking about so much nonsense!" Grim's hand covered the brooch that hung from his left chest, "The Guardian's metal explosion didn't hit Eluredo again. β
A colorful light flickered around him, and Eluredo leaped out of the void, and at the last second of the metal explosion attack, Eluredo directly escaped the attack with teleportation.
"Evolve, Eluredo!"
Han Yan gently pressed on the brooch, and the huge colorful double spiral was displayed on the roof of the tall building, and the colorful light was so beautiful.
Huge energy fluctuations centered on the Chill and spread out towards the surroundings of Miare City.
β¦β¦
Flames flew, fists clashed.
Krosso and Scourge trembled together at this moment, the two of them had completely given up the special powers they had, and they no longer had a complete piece of clothing on them.
[Bang! γ
[Bang! γ
Krosso and Scourge each punched each other in the face, and then both staggered back a few steps before half-crouching on the ground.
"Drink~drink~drink~" Krosso gasped, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and reluctantly stood up, looking at the scourge of getting up like this with a wary face.
The scourge was much more embarrassed than Krosso, and he ripped off his shirt, which was no different from rags, and then tossed aside the tattered gold-rimmed glasses in the corner of his eye.
The two figures jumped out of the spatial rift formed by the destruction of another dimension before, the Void Id lost a few tentacles, and the Fire Eevee also had a few more scars on his body.
They each returned to Krosso and Scourge, and their battle in the other dimension was much more dangerous than the two of them who fought hand-to-hand here.
β¦β¦
Gradually, the glow from the glow stick that had been thrown by the heart fist was swallowed up.
The light from the bottom of the deep groove was as sharp as a sword. In the deep trough, bubbles bubbled up on the surface of the raw blue water, like some kind of fierce chemical reaction, this reaction quickly heated the water to boil, and the bubbles jumped together with the splash, as if countless elves were dancing wildly on the surface of the water.
The light illuminated the barrier formed by the vine tree, and a tremendous force was injected, and sparks faintly flashed in the darkness, and the dark red light flickered out regularly, like the frequency of heart fluctuations.
A dark figure slowly walked out of the darkness, his long silky hair tied into a handsome braid, it was a man who couldn't see men and women clearly.
[Tick, tick, tick......]
The black shadow groaned in a low voice, and his chant echoed the sound of falling water droplets in the cave, instantly sweeping the entire space, suppressing all other sounds in the space.
Under the chanting of the ancient language of the unknown distance from now, the light flickered faster and faster, and the huge ball of light composed of countless strange words finally brightened like red-hot metal.
The light reached its limit for a moment, and then suddenly extinguished, and all the deep grooves rose in a dark red steam at the same moment, and the flowing raw blue water was evaporated, leaving white marks in the dry deep grooves as if they had been corroded by strong acid.
The vine tree's barrier seemed to have been destroyed by this person at this moment, and the vine tree didn't feel weird anymore.
It seems that the frozen air in the space has returned to flow, and the sealed space has regained its freedom, and everything is full of ease and freshness.
Thereupon......
It's like a group of demons dancing! Those items that the Tibetan antelope saw before seemed to be "alive" at this moment!
In that dark golden hourglass, which golden sand has already fallen to the lower layer, and now these fine sand have been redrawn to the upper layer by an inexplicable force, it was originally designed in such a way that it does not need to be reversed repeatedly to calculate time.
The mottled music box began to play again, and on the silver drum that recorded the sound, a new small bulge appeared, and the position of the bulge changed with each turn of the cylinder, and the next round of rotation would play a new repertoire, and not only that, but the faint human face floated in the corner of the drum, like the ghost of a musician who was constantly composing, closed his eyes and immersed in his own creation.
It's like a crack at the end of life, there shouldn't be any living creatures in it, and at the moment it's actually like a temple fair.
"It's noisy!" The dark shadow seemed to have some opinion on the lively scene, and let out a low voice.
His voice was cold and slight, but it swept through the space like an order that could not be disobeyed, and wherever the voice went, the demons trembled and fell silent again.
These things that have just "come to life" have just woken up from their sleep and feel a weight far more terrible than eternal sleep.
The invisible pressure came from the shadow.
"You, keep playing!" The black shadow pointed to the music box, "It's bigger, this is a reunion with an old friend after all." β
Following the words of the dark shadow, the music box plays a grand march, a new arrangement, in which the essence of all famous songs seems to be revealed, and the spirit of the musicians of the past shines. The ancient bell is as solemn as it roars.
The black shadow seemed to be pleased with the tone of the music, and he turned around, and it was then that the Tibetan antelope finally saw the black shadow's face clearly.
"Hello, Kagura's sword bearer, thank you for your blood." The black shadow played with the end of his long argument with his fingers, and looked at the Tibetan antelope with a slightly playful expression on his face, "My name is Ziyuan, [Ling Gun Envoy] Ziyuan!" β
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As if shocked by Aster's gaze, the Tibetan antelope involuntarily took a step back, and subconsciously looked at the wound on his finger that was no longer bleeding at the moment.
[This wound really wasn't accidentally injured by me......]
"You're the one who asked Chimori Ryu and Xin Fist Ming to invite me?" The Tibetan antelope narrowed its eyes slightly and asked Aster.
"Of course, after all, you and I are old friends, sword-wielding!" Ziyuan said something that puzzled the Tibetan antelope, "Wait, old friends haven't come yet-"
"Let's listen to this grand march first."