Chapter 51: Mr. Shen's Plan
As the last rays of sunset vanished below the mountaintops, the whole sanctuary was enveloped in night, and for some reason, the night of Ru Gain, the pearl of the desert, was much darker than the rest. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
When Mr. Shen emerged from the mouth of the ancient pit viper, the Free Church also surfaced, and Lu Gain, which had been occupied by the Wizarding Society, automatically gave way to the Free Church.
This is the White Palace of Ru Gayne, the residence of Jay Hein, King of Aranok, who fled deep into the desert, but now the stronghold of the Free Church. Mr. Shen, who shocked the audience at the end of the battle of the Ranger Peking Battalion, was standing alone on the towering round tower at the moment, his eyes wandering into the distance.
"Abdul Hazr ......" Mr. Shen shook his head slightly and laughed softly as he looked at the light that only a few people could see in the entire shelter, "Heh! ”
This "heh" is not the sneer that Diablo is accustomed to, but the warm smile on the faces of the elders when they look at their mischievous children and grandchildren.
Despite their different philosophies and even several encounters, the Great Sage Abd al-Hazr was his youngest student.
Mr. Shen was aware of the existence of the Land of Inheritance, and he acquiesced in the "naughty" practices of his students, so he never wanted to destroy it, let alone take it for himself. Even if Wu Liang and the others stepped in, he only glanced at it a few times, neither sending his subordinates to snipe Wu Liang and the others who had many treasures, nor secretly making a move to obstruct them.
Because he is Mr. Shen, the king of Nefarem, the head of the Free Church.
"Teacher!"
At this time, a call of awe broke the silence of the night, but it failed to stir up ripples in Mr. Shen's ancient well-like heart.
The immortal Shen troll appeared behind Mr. Shen, bowed down respectfully, his face was full of admiration, he had no complaints about the teacher in front of him who killed him with his own hands when he besieged the Ranger North Camp, but as soon as he wanted to continue speaking, he heard Mr. Shen say indifferently: "You don't have to pay attention to Schneider's matter, just let it develop!" ”
The high place was unbearable, and from time to time there was a fierce wind whistling like a knife, but no matter how arrogant the wind was, it never blew a single strand of Mr. Shen's hair, nor did it blow up a corner of the robe. As soon as Troll Shen spoke, he knew that Schneider, the current leader of the Wizarding Society, had different intentions, but he didn't care. His voice wasn't heavy, but it was so sonorous and powerful that it landed in Troll Shen's ears, and he didn't allow for any rebuttal.
Troll Shen's red face did not change at all, and his violent eyebrows and eyes softened at this time, and he said again: "The Lord of Pain, Irene wants to see you, Teacher. ”
The Lord of Pain, Arena, had been held hostage to the High Angel Aenarius, and was not set free until she found and brought the unconscious Mother of Humanity, Lilith, to the latter. However, the turmoil in the shelter made the demon king realize that she was alone and extremely easy to fall, so after careful consideration, she chose to join Mr. Shen and join the Free Church with freedom as its purpose.
"Let her wait!" Mr. Shen's eyes were flat, and he didn't give the King of Pain any face at all, "I'm going to have a meeting with the Lord of Fear, the Silver Dragon Lord, and the Angel of Despair later. ”
The Angel of Despair took advantage of the strength of the high-level heaven, quietly infiltrated and then devoured the mercy angel Oriel, who was once the subordinate of the Angel of Hope Marcel, followed him out of heaven and entered the sanctuary soul realm, and then Marcel blew himself up and died, but Ögel rose to the top and became the supreme angel to occupy the high-level heaven.
Although Aenarius and the valiant angel Imparis took back the High Heavens, they failed to avenge the mercy angel Oriel.
"Yes!"
Troll Shen replied respectfully, and his figure disappeared immediately, Mr. Shen's attitude was his attitude, even if the King of Pain, Irene was a legendary powerhouse, but in front of the huge Free Church, he could not get preferential treatment.
"Magda!"
After the troll Shen left, Mr. Shen said into the air, and then a black butterfly flew up and down in front of him. This is the embodiment of Magda, the Butterfly Shadow Succubus, who left in Ru Gauin and can deliver messages to her.
With a slight sweep of his gaze, Mr. Shen could see from the butterfly's flight trajectory that Magda had entered the maggot nest, the destination of Wu Liang and the others, but failed to find the legendary Hradim cube.
"Hmm......" Mr. Shen muttered, "I'll let the Shen troll come to your aid, I feel that the Soul Realm of the Sanctuary has changed, so be sure to bring back the Hradim Cube, and if you can, remove Jay Hain's head!" ”
Mr. Shen spoke a cold command in a calm voice, and the death butterfly with purple powder on its wings like strange eyes first paused slightly, and then disappeared.
"My student, you were an obstacle to my liberation of the shelter, so I banished you to the Chaos Outlands permanently, and now you have come out to hinder me, so where should I banish you?"
Mr. Shen strolled away from the towering palace with this question, and the cold wind that he had not dared to make a mistake in front of him before quickly filled the room.
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It stands to reason that all the Qingluan people are in the same passage, and those who move quickly will inevitably surpass those who are slow, but after walking alone for a long time, he did not meet any of his companions, and waited in place for a while, and also did not meet Jiang Luan and the gang leader in the rear.
Wu rubbed his chin, looked up at the mural on the wall, and wondered, "Could it be that we were forcibly shielded?" ”
In this regard, Wu Liang was half right, since the Qingluan people decided to act separately, they were destined not to meet again so calmly, this is the formation left by the Great Sage Abdul Hazir, if you don't have the ability to see through, you can only obey its trajectory.
"But then again! When Udisian wrote "The Eye Opener", he ...... "Wu Liang touched the Edilon script on the lower edge of the mural," why didn't he use this kind of writing? ”
"If I'm not mistaken, this kind of writing can only be learned by the eye-opener, that is, Adelan!" Ed tried to find some inspiration in the mottled handwriting, but he quickly failed, "Maybe Udisian's intention was to make the person who saw 'The Eye-Opener' to be Ediron, so he used the universal script." ”
Wu Liang pursed his lips, no matter how he was entangled in this kind of problem, it would not help the status quo.
"Hey! White-eyed dragon! ”
Looking aimlessly at the various graphics on the mural, Wu Liang shouted at the sleeping bone dragon in the beast control ring with some unhappiness: "Didn't you say that there are Tagao suit parts here?" It was found for you anyway, and I won't get any benefit, so don't expect me to sacrifice myself for you to work for nothing. ”
When Zhao Huangqi received Abdul Hazir's guidance, he emphasized that no matter who could only receive the inheritance once, this was a very embarrassing problem, and it was obvious that if he wanted to help the bone dragon, he would not be able to obtain the inheritance.
"I must be a bad person in my next life!"
In the end, Wu still chose to find the parts of the Tagio suit, after all, this thing is only one thing, and he can't find a home, so he can only muttered a little depressedly, and then he saw the white-eyed dragon with a turquoise ring around his waist, drilled out of the beast ring, and fell to the ground swaying with bone wings, his head was high, his jaw was wide open, and the soul fire was soaring.
It didn't want to let out a domineering dragon roar, but yawned lazily, and then glanced at Wu Liang contemptuously, and snorted disdainfully.
Wu Liang was so angry that the roots of his teeth itched, and he dared to promise that as long as the white-eyed dragon wasted a few more seconds, he would not hesitate to crush the beast control ring to see who would be homeless by then.
However, the white-eyed dragon seemed to feel Wu Liang's monstrous resentment, his tail wagged, his bones fluttered, and he flew towards the depths of the passage without waiting for Wu Liang.
"Even if you still have a little conscience!"
Wu Liang bared his teeth, released the bone spirit dragon horse with faint flames all over his body, and chased after him all the way.
What he didn't know was that when he had just officially set off, there was another lucky person among the Qingluan crowd who had found the guidance of inheritance.