Instantaneous.

The tension and release of the muscles provided unprecedented power, and Green's sprint was like a true teleportation, running into a sea of lightning and fire in a very short time. As Misri introduced, the spiritual fusion provided a lot of enhancement, although the golden fluid protection was constantly being disintegrated by the ground trap, but the speed was not terrible, Green stepped a few meters in one step, and the moment he landed, there was a strong confidence that he would be able to complete it.

The body turned into a phantom.

Everything reverses at great speed on both sides, and the speed is better than ever. The red-skinned bloated Demon King was not far in front of him, as if he could reach it with his hand, and he even imagined in his mind how the first move after passing through the trap would be thrown on the face of the Mountain Demon King.

However, this was not Green's thinking, but a side effect of an extremely unfamiliar spiritual fusion.

The scorching flames were transmitted into Green's body through the shield, and the tearing sensation of the skin instantly exploded the nerves, making him involuntarily lose his mind for a moment, followed by those thick lightning, electricity and plasma were all blocked by the shield, and the powerful impact force was unable to defend against it, and in a moment of mental dissipation, several lightning bolts broke through the derailment and bombarded Grimm's body, trembling again and again, the huge arc of electricity with the thickness of the bucket split, and the young man who was heading straight towards the Mountain Demon King was like a pinball at the same time, suddenly turned around, and flew out diagonally.

Leaning, but facing the side of the Mountain Demon King.

"Hurry up! You did it! ”

In the midst of the tumult, Green twisted his neck and fell to the ground, the golden shield flashing a few times, like a street lamp that had been cut off.

Not...... I am......

"Friends of Green! You're Green, Greenfield! ”

By the way, I'm from Greenfield...... The voice......

"Misri! Misri of the rebel army, all recalled? ”

…… Misri ...... is the leader of the rebel army......

"Very good! Hold on. You've succeeded, quick, resist mental discomfort and give the final blow to Sytumbellok! ”

Shutem ...... Belloc ......

Mountain Demon King......

By the way, my goal is the Mountain Demon King Shutembelok!

The colors of chaos faded from Grimm's eyes like a cloud. In the remaining piece of Qingming, the flames of battle were rekindled.

The left hand was extended, and a black navigation arrow was still there.

The muscles in his legs tensed, and this time he aimed at the Mountain Demon King, and a large number of navigation arrows spread out like a talisman. The upper body bent forward and the knees were bent as if pressing a spring, and the angle between the thighs and calves continued to shrink, almost close to zero degrees in an instant, and finally the whole body exerted its strength, and with a bang, it went straight to Xiutm Bellock!

"Arrogance!"

The Mountain Demon King had his back to Green. But he could clearly perceive his every move, and roared at his "self-immeasurable" charge, and the fluctuations of the protective evil were released at the same time, but this time, the powerful impact force hit the approaching Green, and 100% hit, except for the blood on his face, could not stop him from advancing in the slightest!

Instantaneous steps after compression to the extreme. You don't even have to think about it, your body and nerves react naturally.

Martial arts? Iron Mountain!

It was instilled with the boy's conviction - more of Misri's strength. Relying only on the force transmission skill released by one arm, it suddenly erupted on the bloated body of the Mountain Demon King, and the Mountain Demon King, who had lost his ability to move, screamed, and the entire demon body flew out like a leather ball without stagnation. Perhaps it couldn't have imagined that the Demon Demon King, who was covered in gold and blood, would be knocked away by a mere human with his flesh.

Smash against the glass wall of the room. The posture is extraordinarily ugly.

"Well done, Grimm, it won't be able to control this room now!"

Misri's voice of surprise rang out, and a panting Green looked back, and sure enough, it was. The blazing fire and thunderbolts were all still.

He turned his head and his gaze fell on the Mountain Demon King who was humming not far away, "So...... One last step left? ”

A moment later, the voice rang out from behind.

"One last step." The leader of the rebel army, with a sword in both hands, came from behind and stood side by side with him, "Together? ”

"Hoo ......"

Green shook off the beads of sweat on his forehead, a sound body and a sound soul, which felt light.

"Let's be together, then."

The eyes of the two met and turned to the only target.

I'm sorry, unfortunate Demon King, for the sake of the future of the rebel army, please hand over this wounded body!

The figure of the charge turned into the dawn of dawn.

……

The facts are often very different from expectations, as if the enemy who seems to be very powerful is actually affected by various objective factors, and the real fight is not so invincible. Sitting on such a great alchemy building, but failed to fully control the magic fortress of the demon king Xiu Te Bellok, unfortunately suffered the attack of the same clan, although he escaped to the earth realm, but was coveted by the high bloodline, and worked hard to repel these powerful but greedy enemies, I thought it was the end of my bad luck, but I never imagined that I would be attacked by a group of low-blooded humans, and as a result, I was defeated in the hands of this group of people.

Strictly speaking, it was defeated at the hands of two humans of strange blood, but in the eyes of Shutembero, it was defeated by the lowly ants, just as the old mage of the Golden Descent had attacked, but it was still classified as the hand of the rebels.

In the end, it died.

The powerful Mountain Demon King failed to show his strength in his heyday, and died extremely aggrieved. Regardless, the name Shutemberok is a thing of the past, and the magical fortress has escaped the clutches of the demons and fallen into the hands of the rebels. The Kunali army, which had the intention of fighting and destroying this group of humans who "foolishly longed for freedom", disappeared after two rounds of fire from the magic fortress, and the bronze statue of the army quietly retreated, silently, leaving no words, and leaving Grimm a chance to say goodbye to his "friends".

Green was delighted to finally learn about Assesis and Albert's hidden past, but unfortunately he couldn't fight alongside the two of them.

Without the Demon King and without the Kunalis, the rebels became the final victors.

The cheering rebels entered the magic fortress, because according to the old mage Endymion, this magic fortress can actually fly, and the rebels can completely control the magic fortress to take off and sail back to the camp. How did a castle with a huge space come about, not only with impregnable protection, but also with the ability to fly long distances - and even make spatial turns? The fact that Shütmbellok had not been able to fully control the Magic Fortress, which obviously did not belong to it, and that the glorious palace was not the creation of demons, made Green curious, and he temporarily took his leave of Misri, leaving the other party to the overjoyed rebels, and he went back to the technologically advanced rooms he had passed by to find out.

Green chose the nearest floor to enter the room, and when he had time to look closely, he circled around, the various crystalline machines glowing brightly, reflecting his face a little blue.

The blue liquid encased in the transparent containers that stood upright, like giant test tubes, was easily reminiscent of petri dishes and clones in later generations. He frowned slightly, trying to find the literature from the experimental benches on both sides, but he didn't know whether it was taken away or destroyed by the demons, leaving no traces.

"So what the hell is going on here?"

Green walked around the room, there was no denying that there was a lot of space here, but aside from these strange large containers, there were small workshop tools for making weapons and armor. The mold looks a little postmodern, which only shows that the designer is ingenious.

Until he inadvertently pulled out a model of a visor from the mold of the armor workshop.

From a workmanship point of view, the visor should be very elegant, but from a stylistic point of view, Green always felt that he had already seen the entity.

"This angular...... Mecha masks? ”

The corner of his eye twitched.

Haavistasya?

With the target of his guess, Green recalled the mysterious advisor's visor, and compared it to the mold in his hand, he confirmed his guess more and more. Havestasia must have a connection to this place, and as for the designer here? Is it a craftsman? Or is it an experimental subject? None of this is known, and besides, an answer doesn't end Green's doubts, but only makes him more curious about the origin of this magical fortress, such as who built the castle? And why was it built? What are the functions of the fortress and the equipment inside used for?

Of course, it is not excluded that a slander that always lingers in my heart.

For Nima, the people around me are old monsters who have lived for hundreds or thousands of years?

After going around again, Green searched to no avail, and finally could only sigh that his life was really strange, whether it was unsatisfactory before or after the crossing, and he thought about returning to Misri to see what to do next. It was only now that he suddenly remembered that this place was not real, and that he had just come to the world of memories of the trial, shouldering the task that should be completed.

"It's too bad, I'm going to have to be killed by my curiosity sooner or later......"

Talking to himself, Green strode out of the room, and was greeted by the sword general Lancelot, who seemed to be looking for him. He was about to open his mouth to inquire, when suddenly his head sank, as if he had been beaten with a stick, and he couldn't say anything. In the blurred vision, he could vaguely see Lancelot walking steadily towards him, suddenly looking at himself in astonishment, and hurriedly reaching out to help, but did not show any strange glances behind him.

Didn't anyone attack from behind......

In a drowsy state, Green didn't know what he muttered, whether he had left enough clues, he only felt that drowsiness was coming, but there was no warning of "can't sleep" and "if you fall asleep, you can't wake up again", and as soon as his spirit relaxed, he completely lost consciousness. (To be continued.) )

PS: Happy New Year, everyone, since we welcome 2016, I also want to try to make some changes, start with writing habits and style, if you have any comments, please feel free to put forward.

I look forward to my generation to maintain full attendance~