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"I heard that the Chosen Guardian No. 88 is coming to trouble you?"

"Yes." Durand nodded, "But I don't know if I killed that guy or not." ”

Ning Dun thought for a moment and said, "The Chosen Guardians are immortal and immortal, and from the moment they become the Chosen Guardians, their fate is closely linked to the Yongzhan Fortress, and it is difficult to isolate them. ”

"So No. 88 really isn't dead?" Durand frowned.

"You really want him dead?" Nyington asked rhetorically.

Durand shook his head: "It's not about hope or not, that battle is over, but the outcome of the battle is incomprehensible to me, I hope to at least figure out the situation, so that next time I see you, I can know how to fight." ”

Nyington seemed to smile and said calmly, "No. 88 is not dead, or he has been killed by you, but he can be reborn in the Temple of the Chosen One." Of course, respawning takes time, so you don't have to worry about him coming to you in the near future. The fortress of Yongzhan is immortal, and the chosen guardian is immortal. In fact, they are the ones who have truly achieved eternal immortality, unlike our gods, who will always come to an end no matter how long their lives are. ”

"Don't they fight?" Durand asked, "Since their duty is to protect the fortress of Yongzhan, the battle outside the fortress is already so fierce, how can they still have the strength to do their best in the city?" ”

"That's the deformity of the Chosen One." Lawrence said, "They can only wield their power in the fortress. That is, unless the enemy storms the fortress, they are simply decorations. They...... It's been a furnishing for a long, long time. ”

Durand couldn't help but be silent.

“…… So, what exactly are you here for? Durand put aside the matter of the Chosen Guardian and looked at Nington with a frown.

Lawrence also smiled and said, "yes, I'm also curious what you're doing!" According to Duland, the Divine Assembly will be held in three days. Why so can't you wait to come to Duland? I don't think you're such a anxious person. ”

"I'm here to talk to Durand and come and see you." Nington and Durand looked at each other, "I'll just say it." The situation in Sendlow is bad right now, and your knife is a weapon that can make a huge difference. I wanted to see if it was as powerful as Thoreau had prophesied. ”

"So you want to see my knife?"

"Yes."

Durand said in his heart, is it good to say no to such a simple request? There are many people who have seen Duland's knife, and Durand has a good impression of this Nington, so it is not a big deal to show him.

With a flip of his hand, Durand pulled the Judgment Knife out of storage.

Remove the process. With a slight spatial fluctuation, it was still keenly felt by Nington: "Your knife was taken out of the storage space?" ”

"Yes." Durand nodded, "Nightwing mentioned to me that the inability of the knife to recover from the body is a sign of the strength of the bloodline, and it also means that the connection between the knife and its own bloodline is not strong enough. ”

Nyington snorted, his gaze falling on the judgment knife in Duland's hand. A pair of eyes gradually became shining, like two bright and shining stars.

He looked at it for a long time, and finally sighed and said, "Young man, you are very good, really good!" The awakening of god-level bloodline abilities is very difficult, and it has little to do with genetics. Each god-level ability is unique, and a large part of it is the result of hard work after the day after tomorrow. Youngster. You've been through a lot, right? ”

Durand recalled his exile in the other world, smiled and didn't say much.

Without those experiences, there would be no judgment knife today, and there would be no Durand today.

Lawrence suddenly said, "Nyington, you're a little strange today, I don't remember you being the one who talks so much. ”

Nington glanced at Lawrence and said, "It's an accident that you're here today, old friend, and I'm afraid I'm going to say sorry to you." ”

"What do you mean?"

"This young man is very nice." Nington pointed at Durand and said seriously. "If it were a peaceful era, his talent and heart would definitely become an important figure in Sendlow. But compared to him as a person, his knife is better. So, sorry. ”

Sorry for the last sentence. Nington said by looking into Duland's eyes.

Durand suddenly felt that he couldn't take his eyes off, and he was firmly locked by Nyington's eyes, and he couldn't move a single cent. Then the things in the field of vision disappeared little by little, and in the end, only a pair of star-like eyes of the other party remained. Durand felt that his will was about to be sucked by the other party's eyes, and vaguely, he seemed to hear Lawrence's angry and incomprehensible shout: "Stop!" Nington, what are you doing?! ”

Instantly, almost all consciousness fell silent.

In the open-air garden, Ning Dun slowly withdrew his gaze and exhaled softly, a trace of pain and guilt on his old and majestic face.

Opposite him, Durand still maintained a posture of sitting quietly with a knife, his eyes were blank, his face was dull, and the whole person seemed to have lost his soul motionlessly.

Lawrence stood up suddenly, and in such shock that he slammed his knee against the stone table, kicked over the stool under him with his heel, pointed at Nington with trembling fingers, and exclaimed in almost disbelief, "You...... What are you doing? This little guy is the man in Thoreau's prophecy, you ...... Nyington, are you crazy? Unexpectedly used such a high-level illusion on him! Wait, haven't you been focusing on physical arts? When did illusion become so strong, we battle mages are not good at illusion at all! ”

"Times have changed, Lawrence, you are no longer a god, and I am not the little follower who followed you back then." Nington's face became calm, as if he had just done a small thing, "As for illusion, it's just a little trick." If Durand doesn't summon his strange set of equipment, he doesn't have the power of rules in terms of defense, that is, his soul defense is all provided by 3o units of energy levels, and there are no rule bonuses. And I, I'm a god clone, 11o energy level multiplied by the power of 1o level rules, and the soul attack value is 11oo. It would be strange if he could resist my illusion. ”

If Durand was in a state of transformation just now, it would not be easy for Nyington to succeed. Because once Durand moves to extend, both material defense and soul defense will skyrocket. The defense before the transformation is only 3o, and after the transformation, due to the multiplication by the rule power of the 2o order, the soul defense directly reaches 6oo, and it will not be so easy to hit.

"You actually sneaked up?" Lawrence suddenly felt that Nington in front of him was very unfamiliar.

"yes. For the sake of Sendelow, I, Nindon, have also made a sneak attack, and it is to my own countrymen. Ninton lowered his eyelids, "Still, to strip away his knife, to bring victory to Sendelow." I had to. I watched the battle between Durand and No. 88, and I have to say that if Durand is allowed to transform, even me, it will feel very tricky. ”

Saying that, Nington stood up, as if he didn't want to linger any longer: "Lawrence." For the sake of you and my colleagues, don't get involved in this matter. Well, I'll take Durand first. ”

Nington reached for Duland's collar.

But halfway through his hand, he was clamped around his wrist by an ugly palm as thin as a chicken's claw.

Lawrence stopped Nington, and his thin and withered body looked weaker and weaker beside Nington, but a trace of determination flashed in his cloudy eyes, and he said word by word: "Although I don't understand what happened." But don't you want to take him away without knowing anything, unless you step over my corpse. ”

"Does it have to be like this?" Nington asked seriously, "You should know that you are no longer a god, and your longevity is about to end, if you fight me, you will die." ”

"You're actually asking me, 'Do you have to do this?!' Ninton! You still have the fucking face to ask me such a question!! Lawrence suddenly became furious, and a lion-like roar erupted from his thin body!

He suddenly slapped Ning Dun in the face: "I don't care what you want to do, what righteousness, what the overall situation, Lao Tzu doesn't care!" I don't care if Duland, this little guy, is the one Thoreau predicted. It's just something other important. But he's a battlemage, and this is the Wing Battle Fortress, the dream of all battlemages! It is the place of the highest order of Sendlow. As a god, you actually attacked your compatriots in the fortress of Yongzhan! You're ready to eat! ”

Nyington listened with unusual calm, and even a slap in the face didn't make his face change in the slightest.

"Is it all over? Words spoken. Just let it go! "Nington's body violently burst out with extremely violent power, and it poured into Lawrence's body. It felt like sitting on the crater of a volcano that had erupted suddenly, and Lawrence felt that it was dark in front of him, and the whole person flew out in a whirlwind, and then fell to the ground hard.

The moment he landed, he subconsciously stood up again, his old face suddenly turned red, and with a whoop, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Ning...... Nington ...... You stop ......! Lawrence fell to his knees, struggling to get up, but couldn't.

"I'm sorry." Nington said the word sorry for the third time, "Lawrence, you said back then: in order to uphold the spirit of Sendlow, there are some battles, and you can not win!" However, this time it won't work, this battle is a life-and-death battle for Sendlaw! For the sake of Sendlaw's life, I would like to ...... You can do without the spirit of Sendlow. ”

Nington reached out to Durand again.

But at this time, he was suddenly stunned - because Duland, who should have been trapped by illusion and completely suppressed in spirit and will, trembled all over at this moment. A large expanse of ice and fire power appeared on his body, surging wildly, and all of them frantically converging towards one place.

- Forehead!

"Oh?" Nington showed a very surprised look, and did not immediately stop it, but frowned and looked at the changes in Duland's body.

A moment later, all the power of ice and fire converged in the middle of Duland's forehead, forming a red and blue vertical eye!

The vertical eyes slowly opened, and between the eyeliners that opened left and right, there was nothing!

Empty.

It's a hollow, eyeless eye!

At the most critical moment, Durand, with a little residual will, used the "power of fine replication" to simulate this trick learned from the Divine Eternal Radiance Warlock Sellers -

Yonghui Gaze!!

ps: The second update arrives. It's hard to write, but it's a pleasure to write.

I enjoyed the two chapters I wrote today, and I love the episode I'm going to write next. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do. I don't like the word "hard to reconcile", a lot of things are common to people, and I dream of one day being able to write that kind of thing and make it all of you like.