Chapter 45: Brilliant Fireworks

What to do?

Wu Liang gritted his teeth and thought, it turned out that the time to send him a message was ten minutes ago, and he couldn't be sure where the Shadow King had arrived, and what about Dika Kane's safety?

No way!

In any case, I had to go to the library, even to collect the body of old Decca......

Syllable!

Wu Liang immediately gave himself a palm, shook his head violently and shook off this terrible idea. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

"Zhao Huangqi's guy shouldn't drop the chain at the critical moment, and he shouldn't drop the chain, there must be unforeseen factors, but then again, Aunt Zhao has called me twice in the past two days, and I don't know what the reason is."

Wu Liang shifted his attention to the surrounding space, and ran to the ornately decorated wall in three steps and two steps, without saying a word, it was a punch, with his current strength points, although it was not as good as the overlord and the like, it could also be described as powerful and heavy. However, as soon as the punch went down, Wu Liang's fist was shocked red, but the wall did not move at all, not even a single dent.

Wu Liang didn't believe in this evil, and immediately took out the Forgotten Void Soul Sword and was about to slash at the wall, but was immediately stopped by a voice.

"If you don't want to die from the rebound of the defensive magic ban, put away your sword!"

The owner of the voice was a man with an extremely poor face and gloomy eyes, and he was one of the few princes who survived to this day, Achewu who once threw his gloves at Wu Liang and proposed a duel.

Wu Liang frowned slightly and looked at the glove prince who woke up automatically, waiting for his next move.

"Tell me why you're in a hurry to leave the palace!"

Achevu's consciousness is clear, and his intelligence is no less. Wu Liang did not hesitate and immediately informed him of his current predicament. The former was silent for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile.

"The four walls of the Tsutenko Palace are the strongest parts of the building, not to mention you and me, even ......him," Archivo pointed to the boy, "...... It's impossible to break, but the ground is not, if I cooperate with him, I should be able to get through ten floors in a short time, and if I add you and Lily ......" Archie Wood paused, "...... This young lady has reached the thirtieth floor at most, far from reaching the position of the library! ”

Wu Liang nodded with a serious expression, he didn't expect those princes and nobles who fell to the ground to lend a hand, because just now, there had been a situation where he died of foaming at the mouth while in a coma, and this situation was spreading at an accelerated pace.

Leah and the little boy are hurrying to help the rest of the surviving people, but it has no effect at all.

"The location of the library is on the six hundred and forty-second floors, and the distance from here is more than four hundred floors, Achevu's idea will not work at all, and he must choose another path!"

Wu Liang looked at the ground under his feet and pondered, and suddenly he felt the trembling of the Beast Ring again, and the reason was that he was only separated by a wall from the regent Renjun Yui at this time.

Wu Liang sensed it, and Yu Yi naturally sensed Wu Liang's existence, but the latter didn't kill him. The reason is that Regent Renjun wants to see why the existence that has a great relationship with him chose Wu Liang.

However, this time, which could not be called an accident, made Wu Liang have a flash of inspiration, and immediately looked at the bone spirit dragon horse that had summoned from the beast control ring and trembled.

Until now, the bone dragon was still roaring tirelessly, and the earth-shattering dragon power it emitted was not something that the bone spirit dragon horse could resist.

"There you have, there you have it!"

Wu Liang had a slightly excited smile on his face, and immediately expressed his thoughts to the few people present.

……

At the same time, the King of Nefarem accompanied the Countess to the fiefdom of Mou the Conqueror, but at this moment, there was only smoke here.

The Church of Ledrim succeeded in rescuing the ancestor of the mages, Isu, before the conqueror Mou could return, and the first thing the eccentric and irascible Issu did to break through his confinement was to bombard the Sacred Plains.

As the first generation of Nefarem, she is almost the most affinity with the magical elements in history, and there are countless elemental molecules following her, even if the elements with opposing attributes such as ice and fire will be combined according to her wishes.

It can be said that if she wants to, the elemental molecules will condense into magic with different abilities, and when she is angry, the entire sacred grassland will be sacrificed.

The original sacred grassland is an endless green meadow, there are countless white sheep wandering leisurely on the grassland, no matter what time of year, the climate here is always sunny and breezy, if you wait until the special season, the whole grassland will naturally reverberate, full of sacred and melodious songs.

All visitors who come here, as long as they hear this kind of ballad, no matter how many ugly thoughts they have in their hearts, will be washed away, and their hearts will be washed away.

And it just so happened that this song was resounded three times in a day, the first time when Isu destroyed the sacred plains, the second time when Mou the Conqueror died, and the last time, of course, was the moment when the king of Nefarem and the countess resisted.

This is the swan song of the sacred steppes, and in fact, in real history, the king of Nefarem was also heard when he rescued Mou.

Yes......

This ballad has no specific lyrics, just a meaningless humming, but the sound is from the bottom of the heart, even the king of Nefarem can hear it.

The tone was light, the rhythm was bright, and the countess had just listened to it calmly, and was attracted by the light singing, but after a moment, she burst into tears.

Because she heard it, the sadness behind this song was like an old friend parting and a wanderer leaving his hometown, with a smile on his face, but a deep reluctance in his heart.

This ballad is not for one person, but it will "pass away" with the destruction of the sacred grasslands.

The King of Nefarem looked calmly at the ancestor of the mages who were wreaking havoc, and the centaurs of the Church of Redrim had already retreated far from them when they arrived.

In a sense, the original Nefarem Isu was "crazy", she lost her compassion for the world, her eyes were blinded by the hatred that had been imprisoned for a long time, and she was no longer worthy of the faith of the Ledrim Church.

The body of Mou the Conqueror disappeared, and Isu used powerful magic to annihilate him in order to vent his anger, and in the deep pit created by the explosion not far away, he may be able to find the armor fragments of the conqueror's body.

"I want to finish listening to this song!"

The countess's voice was full of tears and she said to the king of Nefarem.

The latter nodded, raised his hand to wipe away a teardrop of hers, and with a movement of his body, he had reached the sky from the potholes to the nine heavens.

"Isu, I imprisoned you but didn't kill you, not only because you plotted to overthrow Khamhera, but more importantly, your personality is too weird and easy to cause bad consequences, just like now, the spirit of the sacred steppe was defeated by you to the point that it is about to dissipate!"

The King of Nefarem said in a deep voice that the sacred grasslands and the Arret Mountains were areas that were automatically formed after the opening of the sanctuary, giving birth to innate spirits in their own right, and this song was made by the innate spirits.

"Humph!"

Isu snorted coldly, an irrepressible anger welling up on her face, her delicate cheeks contorted with anger, her face hateful, glaring at the King of Nefarem, condensing the elemental magic that destroyed the world as she uttered his name.

"......" (I can't see you blame me)

"I must kill you, overthrow your country, destroy your land, to eliminate the hatred in my heart!"

"Hehe, she's really crazy!"

The golden-red immortal bird said to Ledram's head, he was killed by the law thunder, but he was an immortal bird, so he came back to life.

Jiang Luan stood quietly behind the two Ledrim leaders, looking at the King of Nefarem and the Countess. Wu Liang had already informed her about the two of them, and she had expected that she would meet the legendary King of Nefarem on this trip.

"The Ancestor of the Mages, Isu, is the first primordial Nefarem to be killed by the King of Nepharem! Historically, he only used one sword, so what happens now? ”

The gusts of wind surging from the elemental storm cut through the deep ditches in the wasteland, Jiang Luan's colorful clothes fluttered in the wind, but her mind was immersed in the beautiful song of the spirit of the sacred grassland, this was the third time she had heard the beginning, and the one she most longed to hear the end.

"It's a pity that this song is not sung for me......"

Jiang Luan's eyes were in a trance for a moment, and he glanced at the countess who was also in a trance for a moment, and was immersed in the song again.

The King of Nefarem sighed softly, Isu's irascible personality became worse than he did not expect at the beginning, there was no way, only the human heart could not be expected.

"Ysu, take a good look at the world you have destroyed!"

The King of Nefarem put his palm on his heart again, and before he finished speaking, Jiang Luan saw a scene that was no different from what the two of them had seen. Immediately, the rolling elemental wave around Isu's side quietly dissipated.

The sky that had been dyed with dazzling colors by the manifested elemental molecules instantly returned to blue, and the singing of the spirit of the sacred grassland immediately became louder, but Jiang Luan and the countess knew that this was a sign of returning to the light.

Isu looked at the King of Nefarem with a shocked expression and said in horror, "Why do you have such great power? Your death has been announced to the world, and the people's hearts are gone, why do you have such great power? ”

The King of Nefarem threw out the teardrop left by the countess, and the teardrop was extremely slow, but Yso seemed to be imprisoned by an invisible shackle, unable to move.

Before Ysu turned into the brilliant fireworks that enveloped the heavens and the earth, the King of Nefarem made her die with the clear.

"Before I took the throne, the people's hearts had never favored me, and the reason why I was able to ascend the throne was because of my fully awakened natural ability, the ability to communicate with the heart of the shelter! You are conceived by the Sanctuary, but you destroy the Sanctuary without limit, and no matter how powerful you are, the magical elements you drive come from the Sanctuary. ”

"You must know how to be grateful, be grateful for this world!"

The light teardrop, fluttering down to Izu's cheek, merged with the tears overflowing from her eyes, and fluttered in all directions, but when it touched the body of the ancestor of the mage, it provoked a magnificent fireworks feast.

The King of Nefarem raised his hand and covered the sky with one hand!

The sky suddenly went black!

Issu's completely elemental body exploded with a bang, and it was brilliant in an instant!

The sky is dazzling!

At this moment, the singing of the spirit of the sacred grassland also came to its peak.

Jiang Luan looked at the fireworks.

The countess looked at the king of Nefarem.

An inexplicable smile welled up on his face.

Let's go!

The song came to an abrupt end.

Let's go......