Lucian continued to sit in the large room for a long time.

The night was already deep.

A heavy darkness of night poured in from all sides, enveloping him.

He suddenly had a palpitation, and ...... ...... emerges from the deepest part of the heart Lonesome?

Lonesome.

Be...... Miss her?

Lucian looked at the thick darkness around him, took a deep breath, and forcibly suppressed the restlessness in his heart.

He began to recall the details of the whole thing, as well as ...... That windy evening.

A conversation between him, and the unfathomable man.

The conversation at the time was like this.

"You can follow me, but do one thing for me."

"Why should I do things for you?"

"I can kill you."

“…… You say come and hear it. ”

"If one day, I disappear, then, you put a message out, just say, you want to find a person named Dismatson, a message of a hundred gold coins, so that the person you want to find, will come to you."

"Why did I do this, and Hammerstone would come to me?"

"Don't ask why."

Now, he really did.

Didn't ask why.

Look for Dismason, one message, one hundred gold coins.

He sat in this large room with only a table and a chair and waited for the person who should come.

But will he really come?

Dismason, where is it sacred?

"Click-" At this moment, a crisp sound instantly triggered the nerves of Lu Xi's safe body.

He dodged as fast as he could, impeccably, stepped back, raised his gun, and aimed in the direction from which the voice came.

But. The next moment.

But it was silence.

Deathly silence.

The voice never sounded again, as if it had never been there.

No, any other breath, murderous energy, energy, or temperature.

With Lucian's terrible sense of smell cultivated by walking in the dark for many years. He can easily judge the slightest suspicious clue.

Even if he is as cunning as a hammerstone, he is often caught by flaws.

So......

Is it a delusion?

Despite this thought, reason kept reminding him that no, it wasn't.

Something must have happened.

Somebody must be here.

Definitely, definitely.

It's just that he didn't notice it.

Such stability, calm, as usual.

Instead, Lucian felt cold to the bone. The breath of danger was digging into his bone marrow inch by inch.

The cold hairs on his body stood on end.

His joints were cold.

The floor is cold.

The air is also cold.

And the coldest was this night.

This one......

An unsettling night.

"Rustle-" There was another sound, an eerie sound.

When it struck again, Lucian seemed to have found an outlet to vent, and his whole body pounced on the voice like a wild beast.

"Thorn-" Almost at the same moment, silver bullets burst out from the two unforgettable holy spears in his hands.

The blinding light shattered the thick darkness in an instant.

"Bang-"

"Boom—" The sturdy walls shattered.

There is moonlight outside the walls.

The moonlight was fine tonight.

But Lucian was not good.

He knew he was wrong, and he shouldn't have done it.

The moment he made his move. I knew I had lost.

He lost in momentum, in the confrontation of momentum. He didn't hold back.

He did it first.

He was ...... by the other side Peep through the breath!!

The silver moonlight sprinkled on him from outside the wall without reservation, dispelling all the darkness that had bound him.

With the fierce light that will not disperse, Lucian stands in the ruins where darkness and light merge, there is an indescribable sacredness.

But on his face, he had already begun to smile bitterly.

Because, his momentum has dissipated. And the enemy's fierce attacks have come one after another.

Completely, without giving him, any slight, respite, leeway.

"Bang la-la-" is like the sound of running water. Countless snake-like figures suddenly flashed out of the darkness.

They slid rapidly, speeding up in the dust and light.

From every corner in all directions, without any dead ends, pierced towards Lucian.

The serpent has turned into an arrow.

Off-string arrows.

Ten thousand arrows are fired.

Lucian, already, no retreat!!

At the last moment.

Lucian suddenly shuffled, and at an uncanny angle, he staggered sideways through the gap where the arrows had come.

This is an absolutely incredible step, almost the same as the light, without a trace of pyrotechnics at all.

This is the step of God.

"Thorn-" Sharp arrows clashed through the air, eventually landing on the ground, turning into a dense, almost indistinguishable pool of liquid.

Although it was hard to tell, Lucian still smelled the strong smell of blood in the air.

He couldn't help frowning, his face slightly pale.

The extreme divine step just now really consumed too much of his spirit and body.

He gasped slightly, and his keen sense of smell began to search for the person who had taken the shot.

"Bang bang bang-" At this time, someone applauded vigorously.

The next moment, a long and narrow figure slowly walked from the moonlight.

He stood not far in front of Lucian, watching him quietly.

The man had strange silver hair and a wickedly handsome face, and he wore a slender scarlet robe with repeated silver patterns that glittered in the moonlight.

He looked at Lucian for a moment, then suddenly laughed and said, "Who are you?" ”

"Who are you?" Lucian's fingers kept sliding between the guns, and he stared at the weird and powerful guy in front of him suspiciously, a little hesitant.

"You're not the person I'm looking for." The wicked guy laughed, shook his head, and said.

"You're not the person I'm looking for." Lucian decided on his next move in an instant.

Now that he has been exposed, there is no need to stay any longer, even if Hammerstone does come, he is already gone.

There's no need to get tangled up with this guy.

"But that's okay." The guy shook his head again, laughed again, and said, "Whoever you are, since you know Dismatson, come with me." ”

Lucian's pupils contracted in an instant.

Although he knew that this matter handed over to him by Chen Senran would definitely bring him a lot of trouble.

But what he didn't expect was that it would bring him such trouble.

"I advise you, don't struggle." The guy's face was not concealed in a trace, exuding an aura of arrogance, and he looked at Lucian, and actually, he bowed elegantly to him.

"You have to feel honored to be captured by the great Vladimir." (To be continued......)

PS: First update.

Tired......