The frost spread along with the bones, becoming a cold winter of death and withering, but Silver Dust just watched silently, watching these bones rush towards him, and in his hand, there was a sword that was the most common sword in the northerner army, the white weapon long sword, which was worn by the generals of the regular army of the northerners, a one-handed sword that symbolized status and status. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

On the sharp sword, which did not have any traces of refining, a golden light slowly gathered. Silver Dust coldly watched the increasingly furious depths of darkness, ignoring the skeletal beasts that rushed towards him, deaf to their savage and hoarse roars, and even defenced against the claws and fangs that they attacked him.

He was knocked away, continuously, repeatedly, from one end of the dark wave to the other, and when a huge bony hand suddenly appeared, about to grasp him in the palm of his hand, the magician's body lit up with a purple holy light that symbolized the ghost of the rebellious mirror.

In that instant, he had crossed a distance of nearly a hundred paces.

At that moment, he was about to boil the little shrine maiden.

At that moment, his body seemed to be an illusion of nothingness, and he actually directly penetrated the barrier of the house, and came to the hut, in front of the butterfly-like mask.

In the next second, a normal straight stab landed on the hinge-like bridge of the mask's nose.

The light is irrepressibly blooming, and everything around it is rapidly being destroyed.

......

"Sure enough, this is the real Purple Wind Scatterer. As the light slowly faded, Silver Dust found himself in a library the size of a plaza.

The power of the cold condenses at the fingertips. Silver Dust's right hand was weakly grasped, and the icy light slowly condensed into a large ordinary axe. In front of him, countless pamphlets with brown covers slowly floated out of the bookcase and opened in front of him.

On the salallow paper, the molar-like protruding handwriting slowly emerged, and each of those words was known by silver dust, but when they were connected together, they were confused, and the garbled sentences composed of those words, the sentence structure was the same, and even the rhyme was pressed, but it was completely meaningless, because no one knew what the content of those words was pieced together.

The open book is like an open beast's mouth, the protruding words are like teeth that are good at chewing, and the sound of turning books is like the roar of a monster, swarming towards the silver dust. Despite the change of environment, Silver Dust could still feel the free energy in the air, and the combat resources in his hands did not decrease. He could fight these unknown bookgoats until he died of exhaustion.

"Hahahaha! How is it? It's desperate, isn't it? This is a god's trick! Giant Giant School of the Universe Flash Student! Here, you have no choice but to kneel and beg for mercy! Who do you think you are reading? Do you think you can fight against these infinite books? How long can you last an hour? A day or a year? Tell you, even if you can last a century, you will only be able to eliminate a drop in these books!" The sharp voice shrouded from the zenith, like an infinite sea of books shrouded from all directions, each of these books is equivalent to the power of a monk who has entered the body, and the tide of these 1111111 books is also rushing over, and that scene can really make people understand what is infinite despair.

"I'm sorry, Purple Wind idler, I think it's enough for me to hold out for a second. Silverdust said, raising his axe aloft and slashing at the first book that came at him.

He held the axe in both hands, and according to the moves of using the axe recorded in the "Soul Condensation and Soul Gathering Dafa", he slashed hard, and the moment the sharp ice blue axe blade collided with the book with the big mouth open, everything about the Purple Wind Idler was negated.

The plate axe turned into light, and the light turned into an ever-expanding array of light, and in the light array, the power of purification flowed.

The blue magic array exploded where the axe came into contact with the book, spinning and stretching infinitely, beyond the library, over the tower, over the entire Tallinn, until it exceeded the limit of the Purple Wind Idler's tolerance.

"How is it possible!Purification?!Where did you get these things, you boy?Stop, stop, or you'll destroy the whole world!This god is a god, and the world wouldn't work without God!Stop! Stop! This god gives you power! Stop-ah-" The sharp voice exploded in his ears, but it became weaker and weaker, more and more distant, everything around the silver dust disappeared completely, only a piece of holy blue, it really looked like the whole world had been purified into nothingness, if it was an ordinary person, being so fooled by the purple wind idler, I was afraid that I would also mutter in my heart, and the purification technique in my hand was only afraid that it would have to slow down, but once the purification failed, then there would be no second chance, and the cunning and evil void evil spirit would not give you a second chance.

"I'm sorry, I'm from Gabroyle. As he spoke, Silver Dust ignited all the mana, and a monstrous stream of water suddenly rippled in the purified blue light, and a huge turbulence like a blue ocean current flowed along the texture of the magic array, gradually bursting out with an extremely bright light close to blazing white, this light gradually engulfed everything around, and completely turned the world of Silver Dust into a peaceful and pure blue.

It was a dreamlike blue world, with deep and shallow layers of blue cascading out of a dreamy blur like an ocean world, and the sense of weightlessness and comfort in the void in the space made him feel like he was flying freely in the sky. The blue light changed from weak to strong, and then slowly weakened, and when Silver Dust's vision was no longer filled with blue light, he returned to the top of the mountain, which the villagers considered a forbidden place.

The wooden hut, the door, wide open, the butterfly-shaped mask, shattered into skull iron with a clatter.

The dark red ghost fire has long been extinguished. The dark red puppet line also completely disappeared here. Silver Dust took a cautious and gentle step forward, lowered his head, and looked at the girl who was lying quietly at her feet, falling into a shallow coma.

The shrine maiden's clothes had long since turned back to gray and white. Silver Dust's pupils flickered, and a black blade suddenly appeared in the white silver right hand.

No, it wasn't a blade, it was a thin, conical bayone, bladeless, only the absolute sharpness at the top. Silver Dust looked at the girl's quiet and peaceful little face, moved his lips slightly, and then he did not hesitate, like the most cruel SS agent, to stab the black bayonet into the girl's eyebrows.

"Silver! Hurry up, the village can't live without you, a hunter—" The witch cried out with her eyes closed as the blade stabbed into the girl's forehead, her voice full of despair and haste.

Will she die? Apparently not.

Yinchen was able to pierce his brain with a sword so ruthlessly, just because he knew that the blade of the sword in his hand couldn't hurt people at all.

It was his low-level dark magic, Awakening Technique.

Awakening Technique, a small spell used by dark magicians for first aid, is cast on comatose people who have deteriorated into vegetative beings, which will have a high probability of waking them up, and repair mental trauma, minor brain damage and part of the psychological trauma, mainly used to treat post-traumatic or postoperative coma, nightmares, epilepsy, etc., no harm to the human body, of course, the release adjustment is also very "harsh", and it must hit the forehead to take effect.

When the black stabbing sword pierced the girl's eyebrows, there was no wound, let alone bloodshed, but in an instant, the girl's chaotic mind was integrated, and the messy brain waves were straightened out, of course, at that moment, the girl's most wanted to say for a while was "pierced".

The magic weapon conjured up by Chi Youwan's transformation technique completely dissipated after releasing the magic.

Black smoke rose from the palm of the silver's hand, and the bayonet disappeared into the moonlight. The miserable white moonlight seems to exude a different, quiet and soft beauty at this moment.

The shrine maiden slowly opened her eyes, and her pale red pupils shone like jewels in the moonlight. The little girl folded her arms in some horror, as if she was extremely afraid that Silver would violate her, especially when she saw Silver stretching out a hand towards her, her little face turned pale with fright, but she calmed down in the next second, because Silver stretched out her hand, just trying to pull her up.

The witch didn't take Yinchen's hand, she got up by herself, and stood in front of Yinchen, the distance between the two of them was less than two feet.

"Silver. The girl's voice sounded calm, exuding a cold charm, but Silver Dust could hear the intense emotions rolling in the depths of her voice.

She should be able to feel that she has lost that great power, right?

"I told you that I am not silver. The magician put down his hand, did not leave, did not attack, did not show the slightest emotion, his face was still in the shadow of the hood, and his robes were overly white by the moonlight, which set off the shadows in the hood, excessively black.

"And who are you?!Are you a demon from outside?" the girl's voice grew hostile, her hands tucked into the sleeves of her robe, as if she was groping for some weapon.

"Do you still think there are demons out there, after Lili tells the truth?" The magician's voice suddenly cooled, "I thought that since you yourself were willing to wear robes, you wouldn't be like those dead old men......"

"I have to lie. The girl's answer surprised Yinchen, very unexpected.

"You admit that you are lying to them? deceiving these simple people, they are all your relatives!" Yinchen's voice unconsciously raised slightly, and his tone was full of reproach.

'I have my reasons, and I'm not ignorant of the outside, but why should I tell you, since you are not silver, then who are you?, and you don't let me see the truth, so why should I tell you the truth?' said the girl, taking a small step forward, narrowing the distance between the two to the last foot.

"My name is Silver Dust, a magician from a far-flung land. Silverdust lowered his hood.

"You're silver, even the same eyes!" said the shrine maiden stubbornly.

"But my memory is no longer in this village, and I have gained a lot of knowledge from the outside world. ”

Silver often says that he can dream of many things, such as flying in the sky city, using light and fire to fight and kill tyrannosaurs...... He himself invented the fire trap and burned the head of the rampaging frostwolves in the valley to death. "The truth revealed by the shrine maiden is far more terrifying than Silver Dust expected.

"You, what are you talking about?!, someone who fights with flames?" Silver Dust screamed, his voice spreading from the top of the mountain, and gradually, human voices rang out at the foot of the mountain!

The dark nightmare, it seems, is starting to fail.

"Yes, Silver, you told me these stories yourself...... The old people thought that you had been cursed by the devil and joined forces to exorcise evil spirits for you, but it was useless, because you yourself had never believed in such a dream, and you were still hunting all kinds of beasts for the villagers, and the bones of the beasts on this hillside were the proof of all your harvest in the past ten years!" The mountain wind splashed, and the voice of the witch spread in the wind, and Silver Dust smelled the fragrance of the girl in her voice for the first time:" Silver, you are the most sleep-talker in the village, but you are also the most practical one, and both me and the old people are especially worried that you will one day really go to the outside world to find those who use flames...... But in the end, you didn't go, force, but you went......"

"Ju never said that I would talk in my dreams?" Yinchen's heart slowly condensed a panic, a panic close to the truth, as if he suddenly realized today that he had crossed over, not by accident or coincidence, but with some kind of mission, or fate, that he still did not know.

"That's because he doesn't know at all, you may have forgotten, you have made an agreement with me, as long as you have a dream, you will tell me, tell the old people, and never tell the villagers. The shrine maiden looked at him fixedly: "Silver, you have lost your memory, but you are still the same silver, your strength has changed, your ability has become stronger, you can even defeat the 'god', but you haven't changed at all." ”

Silver Dust was terrified when he heard this, he didn't expect that he could still have a clone in this world, a clone that would not be affected whether he lived in Gabroyl or in the Wind Source Continent, Silver the Hunter of Dragon Valley Village, Silver who was good at using traps and bonfires, Silver who talked to little girls in his dreams, and Silver who defeated the evil god. He has always lived as Silver Dust, as a magician, as a inheritor or even an invader of civilization, but he never imagined that he could still live as a Flood Hunter of a primitive tribe.

The noise under the mountain grew louder and louder, and the loud roar was especially loud:

"Silver!

Hearing the loud roar, he laughed, very calmly, very coldly.

"Very good, a good and wonderful story. Yinchen said with a sneer, he originally wanted to put on a more cold and hard attitude, but when he saw the girl's dark red eyes suddenly surging with endless sorrow, he somehow felt a pain in his heart, and the words that came to his mouth were swallowed back.

"Silver, have you really changed, do you really want to go against the people of this village, against your relatives?" the shrine maiden's dark red eyes glared at him, and transparent tears slowly welled up around her blood-colored pupils.