Chapter 163: Desperate Situation (Part II)
Genius memorizes the "Two βΓ·Three Literature and Learning β Net" in a second, and provides you with a wonderful novel to read This will be his last spell, and when he casts it, the dragon will kill him. Watermark Ad Test Watermark Ad Test But this might give River Breeze a chance to get his hands on the platinum disc and get out of here safely with Scarlet Moon. Robert slowly moved towards the Plainsman.
"As I said," the dragon continued, "I am not going to fight you, and I don't know how you escaped my attack last time. But now that you're here, you've returned what you stole back. Yes, Queen of the Quissu tribe, I saw you with that crystal staff. Give it to me. β
Robert squeezed out a sentence at Crimson Moon. "Get down!" But looking at her marble-cold face, he didn't know if she had heard it. She seemed to be listening to other voices, other people's words.
"Obey me. The dragon looked up menacingly, "Otherwise, the mage will die." Then the knight, then the half-elf. And so on until you, the lady of the Quissu, are the last to survive. Then you will kneel and beg me, beg me to have mercy on you. β
Scarlet Moon bowed her head obediently. Gently pushing away the river breeze, she turned to Robert and hugged him reluctantly. "Goodbye, my friend," she said loudly, her cheek pressed against his. Her voice lowered to a whisper. "I know what I'm going to do, I'm going to bring the crystal staff to the dragon, and"
"No!" said Robert, angrily. "It makes no difference. It was going to kill us all. β
"Listen to me!" Scarlet Moon's nails dug deep into Robert's arm. "Stand by the river wind, Robert, and don't let him stop me. β
"What if I'm going to stop you?" Robert asked softly, grabbing Scarlet Moon's arm.
"You won't. She said in a sweet, mournful voice. "You know, each of us has our own mission, as the king of the forest said. The river breeze will need you. Goodbye, friend. β
Crimson Moon stepped back, her clear blue eyes staring at the river breeze as if to jot down every detail. River Breeze finally understood that she was saying goodbye to him and began to walk towards her.
"River breeze. Robert said softly, "Trust her." She has believed in you for so many years. She waits patiently while you're fighting. Now is the time for you to wait. This is her war. β
The river wind trembled, but then stood straight again. Robert could see the muscles on his neck protruding and the muscles in his jaw tense. The half-elf grabbed the arm of the Plainsman. The tall plainman didn't even look at him, his eyes were completely focused on Scarlet Moon.
"Why did it take so long?" asked the dragon. "I'm starting to get a little annoyed, come over here. β
Scarlet Moon walked past Hubble and Wade, the dwarf bowing his head to him, and Wade staring with wide eyes and seriousness. For some reason, he wasn't as excited as he thought.
For the first time in their lives, the Kanders felt small and helpless. The feeling made him uncomfortable. Maybe even death is better than that.
Scarlet Moon approached Calamon and placed her hand on his arm. "Don't worry. He said to the tall warrior who was looking at his brother in pain. "He'll be fine. Calamon nodded silently. Then Scarlet Moon walked towards Stone, as if she was too afraid of the dragon's coercion, and suddenly fell unsteadily.
The knight held her up and helped her stabilize.
"Follow me, Stone," she whispered as she wrapped her arms around him. "You must swear to obey my orders, no matter what happens. Swear by the honor of your knight of Sorenia. β
Stone hesitated for a moment. Scarlet Moon looked at him with calm, clear eyes. "Swear," she demanded, "or I'll go myself." β
"I swear, ma'am. He said resolutely. "I will obey. β
Scarlet Moon breathed a sigh of relief, and her eyes softened slightly. "Walk with me. Don't make any threatening gestures. β
The wildlings of the plains and the knights of Sorenia, the two of them walked together to the place where the dragon was.
Rodrith lay under the dragon's claws, his eyes closed, silently preparing for one of his final spells. But in his chaotic mind, there was no way to concentrate and think, and he tried to control his emotions.
What am I going to sacrifice my life for?, Rodrith thought sadly. It's to rescue these idiots who let themselves drip into troubled waters. They didn't dare to do anything for fear of hurting me, even though they were usually scared and hated me. It doesn't make sense, it's like my sacrifice is meaningless. Why should I sacrifice myself to save them when I am more worthy of life than they are?
You didn't do it for their sake, a voice answered him. Rodrith was startled, trying to concentrate his mind and hear the voice, it was a real voice, a familiar one, though he couldn't remember where he heard it, or who it belonged to. All he knew was that the voice would appear when his life was in danger, and the more urgent the situation, the clearer it would be.
You didn't make sacrifices for them, the voice repeated. It's because you can't stand to be defeated! You've never been defeated by anything, not even death......
Rodrith took a deep breath and began to relax, as if he didn't remember the voice, he didn't understand the words at all, but now he remembered the spell with ease. "Astol Alagam," he muttered, feeling the mana begin to flow through his body.
Then another voice interrupted his train of thought, but it belonged to a living person, and it appeared directly in his head. He opened his eyes and slowly turned his head to look at his companion.
The voice came from a barbarian princess whose entire tribe had been wiped out. Rodrith watched as she stepped forward, leaning against Stone's arm. The words in her head went straight to Rodlis, who looked at the woman calmly as if he were out of the way.
The unique world in his eyes made it impossible for him to have any pity for living humans. He couldn't see the exterior that Robert and the others were so fascinated by. His hourglass pupils could only see her aging and dying. He didn't have any affection for her, he didn't have any sense of familiarity.
He knew that she sympathized with him, and he hated her for it, but she was also afraid of him. So, why, did she communicate with him?
She told him to be at ease.
Rodrith understood. She knew what he was going to do, so she told him it wasn't necessary. She's been chosen, she's been chosen, she's been chosen, and she's been chosen.
He watched as Scarlet Moon got closer and closer, her eyes staring intently.
He also saw Stone walking beside her, looking as if he was as noble as the legendary Shuma. Stone is really perfect like this, just right for the role of sacrifice in the sacrifice ceremony of the Scarlet Moon. But how could the river breeze make her sacrifice? Couldn't he see the final result? Rodris looked at the river breeze quickly.
Ahh The barbarian seemed to be just as deceitful as Calamon. Rodrith's eyes returned to Scarlet Moon.
She stood in front of the dragon now, her pale face full of determination. Stone stood beside him, looking tormented by his inner conflict, and Scarlet Moon made the knight make a promise to keep. The corners of Rodlis's mouth lifted in disdain.
The dragon finally spoke, and the mage tensed, ready to do anything. "Put the crystal staff down and put it in this pile of human treasures," the dragon ordered Crimson Moon, gesturing her head covered in shining scales to the pile of treasures beneath the altar.
Scarlet Moon's heart was filled with fear and she didn't have the strength to move. She couldn't do anything but look at the huge monster in front of her and tremble. Stone stood beside her, trying to control the fear in his heart, searching the pile of treasure with his eyes, Stone never knew that he would be so afraid of anything. He kept reciting the knightly code, "Honor is my life", over and over again, and he knew that in the end it was only pride that made him not give up everything and turn and run away.
Scarlet Moon saw Stone's hands trembling, and his face was covered with beads of sweat. Beloved goddess, she cried inwardly, please give me courage! Suddenly Shi Dong pushed her, and she realized that she had to say something. She hadn't spoken in a long time.
"What are you going to trade us for this miracle-making crystal staff?" said Scarlet Moon, trying her best to force herself to be calm, though her throat was dry and she could barely speak.
The dragon laughed with a high-pitched, terrifying laugh. "What will I give you?" the dragon stuck out his head and glared at Crimson Moon. "No, nothing! I'm not going to negotiate terms with the thief. But "the dragon retracted its neck and narrowed its red eyes.
She jokingly plunged her claws into Rodlis's body, and the mage twitched, but he held back without saying a word. Take the claw away and hold it up so everyone can see the blood dripping from it.
"It's not impossible that our dragoons, King Fernan, will be especially gracious because you automatically offered the Crystal Staff. He may even forgive you for being a pastor with different values. But listen to me as a woman of the Quesu tribe, and the king of the Fierce Minna does not need your friends.
Now offer the crystal staff, and I will forgive them. If you dare to let me do it myself, they will all die. The mage must be the first to suffer. β
Scarlet Moon looked too frightened to move, and her steps staggered. Stone rushed at her, as if trying to hold her up.
"I've seen the platinum disc," he whispered to her. He grabbed her arm, and he could clearly feel her trembling with fear. "Ma'am, have you really decided to do this?" he asked softly.
Scarlet Moon bowed her head. Her expression was horribly pale. But there is a lot of determination. A few strands of blonde hair hung down on her face, making it impossible for the dragon to see the expression on her face. She looked exhausted, and looked up at Stone with a smile of calm and sadness at the same time, like a goddess carved out of marble. She didn't speak, but Stone had an answer. He bowed his head in admiration.
"I wish I could be as brave as you, ma'am. He said, "I won't let you down." β
"Goodbye, knight, tell the river breeze," she was speechless for a moment, her eyes filled with tears. Fearing that her hard-earned determination would crumble at this moment, she swallowed her words and turned to face the dragon.
That's when Mishachai's voice appeared, answering her prayers. Driven by the courage generated in her heart, Crimson Moon raised the crystal staff.
"We won't surrender!" shouted Scarlet Moon, her voice echoing through the halls. Without hesitation, before the surprised dragon could react, the chief's daughter swung the crystal staff one last time, striking the dragon's claws dangling above Rodrith's body.
When the wand hits its target, it emits a low humming sound and shatters. A blue beam of light shot out from the shattered crystal staff. The light grew brighter and brighter, spreading outward in the shape of a mountain, engulfing the dragon entirely.
Gises yelled angrily. The dragon was wounded, and very badly. She wagged her tail blindly and shook her head to break free from the scorching blue flames, all she could think of was killing all those who had offended her, but the blinding blue flames still engulfed her and the Crimson Moon.
When the crystal staff broke, the chief's daughter didn't throw it away. She held one end of the shard and watched as the light grew brighter and brighter, bringing it as close to the dragon's body as she could. She felt a sharp pain as the blue light enveloped her hand.
She fell to her knees with unsteady steps, her hands still clutching the fragments of the crystal staff. She could hear the dragon screaming overhead, and then she couldn't hear anything but the hum of the crystal staff.
The pain was so intense that it felt as if her hands had been separated from her body, and she felt tired. I can finally rest. She thought. When I wake up, I'm where I really need to be......
Stone watched as Blue Flame engulfed the dragon's massive body inch by inch, and then discovered that it was slowly enveloping the Crimson Moon along the crystal staff. The hum grew louder until it overshadowed the dragon's dying screams.
Stone stepped forward, trying to snatch the fragment of the crystal staff from Crimson Moon's hand and drag her out of the blue flame...... But when he took the first step, he knew it was too late.
Stone was dazzled by the light, and his ears were filled with a deafening buzzing sound, and the knight found that he had to muster up the courage to keep his oath and retrieve the platinum disc. He looked away from Scarlet Moon, whose face was full of pain, his muscles scorched and deformed in the blue flames.
He gritted his teeth and staggered to the pile of treasure. Just saw the white gold dish hundreds of thin white gold sheets, made up of a ring, where they were all strung together. Bending down and picking them up, he was amazed at their extremely light weight.
His heart almost stopped beating when a bloodstained hand reached out in the pile of jewels and grabbed his wrist.
"Help me!"
Stone was stunned for a moment, almost telepathically sensing the faint voice. Grabbed Rodlis's hand and pulled the mage to his feet.
Rodrith's eyes looked a little hollow, and his mind seemed to drift back to the time he spent with Film. For mobile phone users, please browse "M." to read for a better reading experience.