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People were probably frightened by the sight in front of them - what was the Golden Finch doing?

Dismantle the alchemy products, and at this time disassemble and reorganize?

Fast is one thing, and the other is ......

Joan snorted coldly, black intent rolling in her eyes—and a black stream was about to pour out of her body—did she really think that binding her legs would hold her in place completely?

The black mist was like a poisonous snake spitting letters, and it was like thunder—dangerous and manic.

The golden finch stretched out his hand at the same time, his fingers were not slender, but Zhang Hejian had an inexplicable force, pulling the thing that had been reorganized by her, jumping up and down.

The gold thread was removed from Hitna's ship, and the ship's original bronze hull gradually formed a door.

"Door ......"

"Door?"

......

Why Doors?

The golden thread is holding back the black mist, but the restraining force doesn't seem to be very enough, the black mist is still surging, constantly pounced, and it has to reach her.

"In the end...... Why the door. Hitt was still struggling.

“...... All unfinished items in transit. Hester sighed, "Say it's death to the Dark Shadow Clan—but it's too big for a non-holy dragon to move or use." ”

As he spoke, a voice like an alarm sounded on him - as he raised his hand, a translucent circular surface of wheat ears appeared in front of him.

——

"Who wants to use the power of 'Ironia'. From there came a cold voice.

Anyone who overheard this voice felt that the soul had been washed away by something cold unsuspectingly—and in an instant, it had struck a spirit.

【②】

It's a lake – a lake that stretches as far as the eye can see.

Empty, or—

Only one person floated on the lake.

His silver hair hung down, almost covering his pale face, and his robes touched the surface of the lake, but did not make waves, just as his voice seemed to awaken something, but nothing.

"Who wants to use the power of 'Ironia'. He said.

"It's her. Hester's voice came from the lake, without hesitation, "There's an unformed Shadowclan. ”

"Still shadowing?" he frowned faintly, hesitated for a moment.

Use this power on something that is still darkened......

"It's not in order. Another voice sounded—this voice was the voice of a middle-aged man with some vicissitudes, "If it's her, there's no other way to destroy the Shadow Clan?

At this moment, another voice interjected, an old female voice: "Give me enough reason to use 'Erentia'-"

Looks a bit of a hassle.

Hester looked at what was happening in front of him, though he had some doubts in his heart.

"Hahaha......" When the answer is not clear, another voice appears, and the optimism of this voice is incredible, "Young people are still so energetic!"

...... Is this the time to talk about this?

"It turns out - you're still alive. The old female voice said again.

......

"Alright. The initial voice prevented them from continuing to chat with this precious, the only means of communication across the continent, and asked again, "Applicant—give me your reasons." ”

"He seems to have returned. The sparrow's mouth opened and closed, and the voice entered the endless white lake, causing silence among the people.

Even Hester's face turned pale in an instant.

Suddenly, it was a little confusing to understand the truth.

"What's going on - did you find him?"

"Where is he?"

"Where are you? I'll go over. ”

"It's interesting—"

......

The chatter of discussion sounded at the same time, but it seemed desolate and non-existent in such an environment.

And the goldfinch did not answer anyone.

She took a step back, and a spell item she had been holding was finally thrown - as she cleared her throat,

"I ...... Make a request here - activate the first layer of power of 'Arrentia'. Her voice resounded again in the endless white lake, and in reply to the others, "Please continue your post and be prepared for what you should do, for one day I will visit, before I die." ”

"Dead? you've been missing for so long, and you're dead?" someone questioned.

"There will come a time. She replied, "It's time for the line to be built." ”

"So, let's start voting. Once again, the discussion was interrupted.

No one can ask anything more.

This is both based on the will of the "original" and the will of the goldfinch.

......

"In the name of Hester Santa Fes - yes. ”

"Luke Santa Fes ......"

"Cyril Santa Fes. ”

"Huh—Uzi? ”

——

"Unanimously approved - borrowed established. ”

【③】

What the goldfinch threw out was something like a smoke bomb.

The rumored Holy Light Bullet is used in rituals as a gadget to block the view.

The white light spread into everyone's eyes, so dazzling that people couldn't open their eyes.

But it was a useless white light—it couldn't stop anyone, especially Joan, whose eyes had become rather strange by this time—filled with darkness.

The process of blackening is still ongoing.

Each step symbolizes the intensification of the sinking, and she herself is unaware of it.

How could she be given such little tricks......

Sand......

"Already...... It's hopeless. In the white light, the goldfinch's voice sounded slowly.

"Hmph. She was still conscious, so she was naturally extremely disdainful.

So what?

"Those so-called powers will take everything away when you fail. ”

"Less nonsense! That power is mine now!" Joan was already impatient—her tone became irritable, and there was a hint of hoarseness in it.

......

"Can't wait any longer. Herris frowned as he watched the white light completely cover his vision.

No one will completely "listen" to Hester's weak rhetoric.

Hester didn't stop him this time, just looked there in a daze.

——

"That's why there are fools like the Athonius followers, and ...... like you," the goldfinch's voice resounded after a long silence.

Joan, based on the voice, found her—rushing into the light.

Rao was already fearless, but fell silent the moment she saw the golden finch.

"You ......" surprise surpassed indifference at this moment, making her "sober" up, "How could it be ......"

It was accompanied by a fear that spread from the bottom of my heart and was originally suppressed.

Spread, grow, and then wrap around her, leaving her breathless.

——

There is also a man in the light.

Shul felt that the space was distorting—he couldn't find what he was looking for.

What should he do?

Gradually calmed down, and his mood seemed to change in a short period of time.

Closing his eyes and opening them again, he let his instincts carry him.

Finally, through a cloud of smoke, I found the girl who was standing quietly in place.