Carpenter's request fell on deaf ears. He had to keep his subjects safe as much as possible, and if he let these dwarves die on the road one by one, then why did he bother to trick these dwarves into acting with him before. As for his own safety, this did not make him feel worried, and if he was in danger, the Holy See would certainly rescue him at the first time and turn him into a real "slave of the Lord".

Therefore, although Xiao Yan also took advantage of such an opportunity to trigger the oracle on his body many times and earn back a few more slaves. However, with his future freedom in mind, he quickly let his greed come to naught.

The "Lord" can even seal a legend like the Black Dragon, don't expect him to be unable to attack Xiao Yan. It's just that now everything is bound under the oracle, as long as the oracle is triggered, the lord will be able to get involved in the legendary battle, and what will happen at that time is not something that Xiao Yan can understand and control.

Turning his head to look at the mages who were also vulnerable to the hurricane, Xiao Yan motioned for the mages to leave as soon as possible, and at the same time took Carpenter with him. At the same time, he once again pulled out 12 Level 4 Divine Spells from his magic circle pool, and instantly extended them to build a wall of light on the steel rail that had begun to make a terrifying creaking sound. This is a magic spell originally used to provide long-range attack protection to the priest, and the average level 4 priest can only release up to 3 of these magic spells at the same time, and Xiao Yan, who has a permanent magic circle pool, can release a much more number than this. In fact, this was the reason why Xiao Yan was so eager to bring the permanent magic circle pool and these existing spells out of the trial Shijie. According to Xiao Yan's estimate, 12 level 4 divine arts are stacked. Enough to keep him safe from most ranged attacks.

For legends, level 4 divine magic may be meaningless, but for these hurricanes. Level 4 Divine Skill is already able to play a considerable role. At least the rail is less wobbly, and the wind on the rail is reduced to the point where it can be resisted. It's just that these light barriers need a stable casting point, in other words, the current Xiao Yan is the same as just now, he can't move his body, and once he moves, the magic will disappear immediately.

"Let's go! Come on! ”

Fernando shouted at Carpenter: "The faster we go." The sooner the lord will be! ”

Carpenter glanced back at the dark space around him, let out a low growl, and then quickly ran after the mages to the steel workshop. Xiao Yan continued to stand in this section. After continuing to hold on for a while, as the wind further increased, those magic techniques shattered one by one like a glass curtain wall.

"This way! Come on! Run! ”

Zuihou, a carpenter who had entered the workshop, turned his head and shouted loudly in this direction, only in the whistling wind. Such a roar is almost inaudible. Even Xiao Yan's body. They were all swaying by the wind. As for the railroad tracks connecting Xiao Yan and the workshop, they now began to make a tooth-aching crunching sound.

Xiao Yan took a step forward in the huge wind, and the change in the center of gravity of his entire body was almost blown by the wind in an instant, which made him immediately stop the idea of running on the railroad tracks, once both legs left the ground at the same time, the huge wind was enough to instantly turn him into a kite floating in this steel frame.

The rails began to sway from side to side under his feet, and the small cracking sound of clattering echoed occasionally around Xiao Yan, in the midst of such a strong wind. No one knows where these cracking sounds are coming from, or maybe from other corners. Or maybe it's Xiao Yan's feet. During this time, the wind on the railroad tracks was so strong that it could block out the light and sound, and the sound in the workshop in front of the railroad tracks could no longer be heard by Xiao Yan, and he walked on the railroad tracks, and seemed to be walking in the clouds, surrounded by the wind around him. At that moment, Xiao Yan seemed to be walking in a shijie that belonged only to him, and these hurricanes were the boundaries of his shijie.

Now, even if the entire railroad track has been blown off by the wind, Xiao Yan has no idea, he can only walk along the track under his feet, even if there is hell ahead, he can't resist.

This feeling made Xiao Yan feel very uncomfortable, and he didn't like this situation of being helpless and sitting still. Whether it was the trials in London or later in Paris, Xiao Yan was never willing to give up resistance. The more sinister the environment outside, the more he has to struggle to find a way to survive. And the situation in front of him also made him feel irritable.

It was as if a ray of light suddenly burst into his mind, and Xiao Yan controlled his level 4 body to stand on the railroad tracks, wearing the elven crown, and then holding the scepter towards the hurricane border in front of him. In that instant, all the gems on his scepter shone brightly, and at the same time, the crown above his head began to ring. Strange voices began to echo in this underground kingdom, it was a kind of sentence that Xiao Yan had never heard before, but felt familiar and warm.

"Elf!"

Xiao Yan immediately made such a judgment, a strange language that could make a body like Little Fleman feel warm could not be anything other than elven script.

In this voice, a pair of folded light wings suddenly appeared behind Xiao Yan, and then with a "bang", these light wings suddenly opened behind Xiao Yan. This was just the beginning, and soon, a second pair of wings appeared behind Xiao Yan and opened. Then came the fourth pair, the fifth team, until the sixteen wings were completely spread behind Xiao Yan.

At this time, there was no longer any hurricane around Xiao Yan, not only that, but it seemed that even the sound of the wind in the entire kingdom was disappearing in an instant, and he could only hear the elven words in the crown above Xiao Yan's head constantly rolling out, flowing everywhere in this underground shijie.

"What's that?"

Fernando asked his companion in a low voice, but his companion was unable to speak except for subconsciously drawing a cross on his chest.

As for the dwarves, after witnessing this change in their lord, they fell on one knee in the workshop and prayed loudly to the Lord.

Xiao Yan's eyes were closed, he didn't know that his body had begun to leave the railroad tracks at this time, hovering in the air, sixteen wings waving each other in the air, and faintly emitting a rumbling sound of wind and thunder. The crown on Xiao Yan's head, the elven language had already come to an end at this time, and after that, a strange, but rather majestic voice sounded from the crown's arms.

"Who is it? Who called the Great King? Wake me up from my sleep? You have forgotten your oath, you have forgotten the pain, do you need me to wave the Emperor's whip to let you know everything? ”

No life could answer this, and the original owner of the underground kingdom, the black dragon, seemed to remember something, and hid as much as possible at the edge of the darkness, eyeing this place. However, the two red dragons who once confronted him, their life was too short, and thousands of years were simply not enough time for the red dragons to understand the elven history of the past. Therefore, after the initial shock of seeing Xiao Yan, the eyes of the two red dragons were all fixed on the scepter in Xiao Yan's hand, and the gem on the scepter was emitting a brilliance that made the red dragons feel intoxicated.

After glancing at each other, the two adult red dragons that had entered the legendary realm did not make any sound, and suddenly crossed a distance of hundreds of kilometers and appeared in front of Xiao Yan. In front of the two huge red dragons, Xiao Yan's body looked extremely small, even with the addition of 16 bare wings, it did not show much of a sense of shock.

The next second. The red dragon, which had just arrived at its destination, spat out scorching dragon breath at Xiao Yan at the same time, and those dragon breaths had turned into a rolling stream of fire in the air. Faced with such a flow of fire, Xiao Yan, who had his eyes closed, suddenly shook the scepter in his hand, and in the next second, a long light whip appeared on the top of the scepter. After a sharp whip that almost shattered one's eardrums and stopped one's heart from beating, a red dragon fell from the air with a wail.

As for the other red dragon, it was not easy, its dragon breath did not play its due role at all, and the light wings waving around Xiao Yan condensed into a transparent light cocoon in an instant, enveloping Xiao Yan tightly. The dragon's breath merely brushed around the light cocoon, then vanished through the air, as if an invisible hand in the darkness had completely snuffed out the flames.

After beating a red dragon, Xiao Yan didn't turn his head, and the crown above his head had already sounded again: "An attack on the king will definitely suffer seven times the revenge." The dragon's flames will inevitably cause the dragon to be burned in the flames. ”

In the next second, the fierce flames surrounded the panicked red dragon in the air, and in such flames, even the red dragon let out a miserable cry. Then, the red dragon fell towards Shijie underground like a meteor with flames all over its body.

The crown finally stopped making a sound after dealing with the two red dragons, but Xiao Yan's head began to turn stiffly in the direction of the black dragon, and then his eyes began to open slowly, as if it took a lot of effort. At this time, there were no pupils in Xiao Yan's eyes, but a pure light.

"I sealed you, and I still ......"

The sound like a crown from Xiao Yan's mouth stopped abruptly, and then, the light in his eyes disappeared. Not only the light in his eyes, but even those flying light wings disappeared in an instant. This process was suddenly unacceptable, and even the black dragon, who had already made Zuihou's plan to struggle, was a little incredulous.

With a "bang", Xiao Yan's body fell heavily on the steel frame, and he let out a low moan. After a few seconds, the brown-haired boy slowly stood up, moved his shoulders, turned his head to look at Carpenter, and said, "It's just a divine fall, no need to make a fuss." ”

A divine descendment, and that's it?! (To be continued......)