In the desolate scorched earth, Artzadi walked slowly, but as time passed, the vigilance that surrounded his brow was replaced by doubt. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Because he found that he hadn't encountered any other demonic creatures along the way, except for the red blood vine just now.

Syllable!

As the suspicion grew, Arsati stopped and looked around at the uninhabited environment.

Knock! Knock!

Suddenly, the earth trembled, like a sudden earthquake, and like the roar of the scorched earth.

Wow!

Hurried footsteps echoed through the lava forest, condensing and condensing with great momentum.

"North!" Alzadi groaned, a hint of coldness flashed in his eagle-like sharp eyes, and the long knife in his hand trembled slightly, letting out an excited roar.

"My path lies ahead, in the shadows, though there is no life!"

Zizi!

Under the scorching red sun, a young man dragged a long knife forward, to pursue his own path.

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"Pixar! we'll be fine! Winnie is not afraid!" the little girl comforted the young dragon in her arms, her tiny body trembling at the strange demonic creatures.

Knock! Knock!

The trumpet of the earth heralds the beginning of war!

Bloodthirsty vines quickly danced and greedily pumped towards Winnie, they had a hunch that the pure life force in this girl was enough for them to evolve!

Touch!

Surprisingly, the rattan was knocked away by an egg-shaped light curtain when it was still a meter away from the little girl.

This dark green barrier emits a faint glow, but it is always firmly guarded.

Seeing that they couldn't attack for a long time, the group of molten tree people finally moved, and the fruit hanging from the branches fell like rain, hitting the barrier but no less than the explosion of a magic crystal bomb.

Ding!

The light of the barrier dimmed, and Winnie and her Pixar faltered in the midst of a sea of monsters. The little grass named Grimm no longer had its former vigor, but had become yellow and wilted.

"No! why is this happening!" Winnie sadly picked up the grass, and tears fell like a curtain of broken threads, and each drop of life shimmered into the earth.

Syllable!

Under the incessant bombardment, the barrier finally could no longer hold on, and collapsed with a bang, turning into elemental fragments and dissipating into nothingness.

Sou!

Several rattans flew at the first moment the barrier was broken, and the mouthparts at the top opened and closed with a hideous and terrifying look, like a vicious wolf on the plains.

"Pixar!" Winnie closed her eyes and hugged the dragon cub tightly.

Shadow Slash!

The expected pain did not come, and when Winnie opened her bright eyes, she saw an older brother with a long knife in front of her.

Smack!

The broken rattan twisted and twitched on the ground, and Arsati's gaze was as cold as winter snow.

"Roar!"

Seeing that the enemy was about to die, but was forcibly interrupted by a human, how could this situation not make the people of the Molten Tree angry?

Arty glanced back at Winnie with his peripheral vision, and the sword in his hand became hot.

Ake, I've grown up, I've got my partner, and I'm going to walk with your kindness.

Dark Knight, Rage and Hatred are our best sustenance, but our hearts have not changed!

Scold!

Pointing forward at the tip of the sword, Arti exudes the breath of death all over his body, let the battle and blood forge my path!

"You are my first disciple, and you will be the last, and now I may feel how my brother felt at the beginning. In the shadows of a certain secret, the night stared at Arsati and nodded, and his heart was infinitely sad, he would never forget that day, that cruel and terrible scene, that end that was enough to make him miserable for the rest of his life.

"Roar!"

After being provoked by the Arsats, the Molten Trees moved into action, and the Red Blood Vines launched a frenzied attack under their command.

Charge!

The charge strengthened by the Artaldi Three Realms was enough for him to dodge the heavy vine strikes!

He walked with a dead stride and brandished the long knife in his hand.

Shadow Slash!

Air cut!

Block!

These most basic one-star weapons became his means of attack, but they gave the demonized plants a headache.

Syllable!

Rumble!

The fire venom returned, and Artaldi's body grew heavier and heavier under the countless sprays of red blood vines, and the fire poison invaded his mind in an attempt to consume all his sanity.

The Molten Tree Man also fires Molten Fruit Bullets, dealing non-stop damage.

Bloodthirsty madness!

Wounds of hatred!

Shadow Corrosion!

In the world of truth of Artety, the formulas that represent these three magic bloom with a scorching light, and the horsepower runs at full speed!

The fighting spirit in his body was endless, and it was vented through the sharp edge.

Darkness and Shadow are the home of the Dark Knight!

The Dark Mystery is the opposite of the Light Mystery and the most treacherous, and the first branch of the Dark Knight usually comprehends is the shadow!

Because the Dark Knight doesn't need flowers and applause, he will always hide in the shadows and kill those madmen and bandits.

And at this moment, in the spiritual ocean of the Arsats, the dark mystery is like a king, and it is beginning to take shape, but it is surrounded by two clusters of stars!

Dark Mystery and Shadow!

This condensation is not unfamiliar, but it is different from the other one.

It hovers at the top of the dark mysteries, showing a powerful deterrent power, and the shadow mysteries can only surrender at his feet!

Killing is the source of death, and you will all throw yourself into the arms of death.

Arsati shouted inwardly, and every time he killed a red blood vine, the strange mystery became stronger, and at the same time, he became stronger.

"Mystery of death!" the night froze in place, a rarity since he was born, but he was shaken by the figure of Arsat.

If there is a mystery of destruction in the original mystery of thunder, then the mystery of death is the king of the mystery of darkness!

That's right, the mystery of death is also a kind of royal mystery, and its horror is greater than the mystery of destruction. What's more, the mystery of death appears only three times in history!

"When death returns to Ello, the glory of our Dark Knight will be restored, and he will be the last one to influence the tide of battle from you. ”

The night remembers the words of his teacher before he died, and knows the prophecy that has been circulating in the upper echelons for thousands of years. Suddenly, he became relaxed, and the thought in his heart grew stronger.

"Death is not terrible, and if my mission is accomplished, then it is time to give it to you. The night smiled, and the smile was a little sad.

Rumble!

The sky of the lava forest was shrouded in darkness, and the canopy of night, as if to congratulate the appearance of a king.

On top of Arzadi's tireless body, the figure of the mystery of death emerges.

It's not safe yet, and it's still relying on a trace of dead air to improve.

The Molten Tree people finally joined the battlefield, and they felt the breath of the Lord God in that thin human, the momentum of life and death in one word.

Die, die, die!

There was only one thought in Arzadi's heart, and the three-petaled moon in his pupils turned into six petals at some point, bewitching and blood-red.

As the injuries stacked, his scarred body looked truly terrifying, and the blood had already stained the shattered armor, but the will kept him going.

Bite!

At the moment when he was fighting, a soft and warm light enveloped him, and those burnt and blackened skin were renewed, and the fire poison in his body was swept away.

Syllable!

Turning around, Arsati saw Winnie, who was pale, and her little hand was slowly lowered, and her body stumbled, as if she might pass out at any moment.

Pixar shouted, cheering Arsati on his feet, as if telling him not to waste Winnie's thoughts.

"Let's fight!" Artaldi burst out, his mouth grinning, revealing his teeth as white as the moon, and there were blood streaks on them.

Flame Slash!

After suffering tremendous damage and accumulating endless rage to stop vomiting, Artaldi slashed with all his might.

The sword was even more powerful than it had been, and the burning flames turned the lands into flames.

The Flame Slash is a secret of the Dark Knight, and few people have mastered it. This kind of weapon is a double-edged sword, hurting the enemy before hurting oneself, and the more serious the damage, the more powerful it is.

Cracking sound!

The previously invincible Red Blood Vine was burned in this fire, leaving piles of ashes in its wake. The wind blew, revealing red hedrons.

The people of the Molten Tree also suffered a lot of blows, but with the help of their black and shiny torsos, they still survived tenaciously, and rushed towards Artati with the thought of dying together.

Arty charged quickly, and all the life crystals lying quietly on the ground were absorbed by him, and the continuous vitality made him even better than before.

This is the battle of the Dark Knights, and the flames and hatred are their best sustenance.

"Green!" Winnie fell to the ground, her head resting lightly on the cool dirt floor, and the smell of life in her petite Joan's nose.

She fell into a deep sleep, a sweet smile on her face.

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Click!

A moist and slippery feeling penetrated through the delicate skin, waking up this little girl like a sleeping princess.

Winnie rubbed her big eyes sleepily, pursed her lips and scattered her long, wavy hair.

"Ahh

Pixar jumped up from the egg excitedly and looked at his little master with joy.

"You're awake. ”

An unfamiliar voice suddenly woke Winnie to her senses, and she tried to keep her eyes open, only to find that the sky had long been swallowed up by pitch black, and the few stars were still stubbornly glowing faintly.

Not far away, a bonfire burned, and the light and warmth brought by it finally drove away some of the natural fears that were hidden in the blood.

The not thick back sat on a piece of dead wood, and a long black knife was stuck straight next to it.

Under the orange firelight, the dark red blood stains on the knife became more and more vivid, and there was a faint fishy smell in the air.

In the daytime, Winnie would have noticed that the dead wood was familiar, a drive from the Molten Treemen, and that in the burning bonfire, the short branches had been cut from its trunk.

The Molten Tree Man is half-vegetative, half-animal after being demonized, with blood-like sap flowing between the bark and trunk.

They are born with fire properties and are the best materials for combustion.

After most of the day's fighting, Arsati felt a little tired, and the armor that the night had given him had long since been shattered by the molten tree men and turned into a pile of scrap metal.

Although today's battle was brilliant and he understood the mystery of death and shadow, Arsati understood that this was only the beginning.

He didn't know what the little girl was causing trouble, but he knew that those guys weren't going to rest until they left the lava forest.

"Big brother, thank you for saving me. Winnie said sweetly.

"You're welcome. Somewhere in his heart suddenly softened when he met Winnie's eyes, and even the cold face, which was always stiff, softened a lot.

"Ahh

In this land occupied by demons, a heartwarming scene is staged, but I don't know how long it will last.

The wind howls bitterly, and the creatures hidden in the lava forest also open in the night, and the goal is surprisingly unanimous.