Chapter 231: Seghart
Marcos looked at the remains of the Celestial Destroyer behind him one last time, he didn't expect some secrets to exist on the other side, but he thought it would be a good choice to be able to fight this guy. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.infoGSD walked at the front, tirelessly stopping and waiting for Maffeo who had stopped for various reasons. To be precise, he was a little uncomfortable, as his ghost hands began to shake without warning as he passed through the gate.
"Damn it......" he cursed, trying to keep the manic ghost hand at bay.
"Relax, boy, you don't have to be so nervous. GSD laughed, and he looked at Marcos a little farther behind him. "I think you should feel the magic of light here. β
Marcos looked around and nodded. "Yes, I thought it would be dark behind the gate. But now it seems that I was wrong. The three of them were confronted with a light that had never been seen before in the Sky City, with columns of light lined up on either side emitting a soft but magical light. The walls and pillars are no longer as damaged as the outer nave, but are almost intact, which seems to add a touch of majesty to the palace.
"Do you see the curtains?" said Maffeo, after restraining his ghostly hands, taking an interest in the curtains above the walls on either side.
"Well, it reminds me of the dΓ©cor of a certain manor. Marcos looked at it, not showing the slightest sign of interest.
"Oh, please, show a little more interest, okay?" said Maffeo, who laughed and made a stupid gesture as he tried to jump up and touch the curtains that were high above him, which was obviously impossible.
"We're not here to play. Marcos said helplessly.
Maffeo looked at him and nodded in surprise. "I know, but if we didn't have those magical lifeforms, we would be here for a simple trip. β
"That's great, but they're here, and that's something you can't change. β
"Okay...... "Maffeo scratched his head boredly and continued to follow GSD's pace.
To be honest, the situation behind the gate was too different from what Marcos had thought. He had expected to encounter a lot of puppet-like creatures blocking his path, and maybe some guys he had never seen before. But now, all he saw was a dead silence. Aside from the light, it doesn't seem to be much different from any corner of the city in the sky.
At first, the two people who followed closely behind GSD didn't feel that something was wrong. But when the strange little old man stopped and gradually reached for the hilt of a short sword behind him, they felt the murderous atmosphere that permeated them.
"20 yards to the left, number four. 16 yards in front right, number six. End the fight as soon as possible, lads. GSD laughed, finally drawing the dagger.
The two drew their weapons and leaned to the left. Almost in the next second, the statues that stood under the curtain collapsed in an instant. The dragons seemed to have been hiding for a long time, and they swarmed up, steel forks in their hands, and attacked the two of them.
Marcos stepped on the spiral pillar to act as a cushion, and at the last moment, he kicked his left foot hard into the air to form a bounce, and at the same time, he also swung his sword to slash out a ferocious sword aura. Maffeo slid forward at the same time, facing the draconian at the front, and when Marcos's sword slashed, he slashed into its shoulder.
The guy behind him, ignoring the way he hurt his accomplice, pierced the steel fork through the guy who had been hacked to death by Maffeo, trying to attack Maffeo almost clinging to his body. The latter subconsciously dodged backwards and broke out in a cold sweat at the same time, he really didn't expect these guys to take such crazy actions. Marcos flashed from one side, his unpredictable pace confusing the dragonmen's judgment.
This gave Maffeo enough time to react, as he stepped forward and pulled his greatsword out of the first guy's body, then immediately took a slight step back, then pointed his blade at the second draconian and launched a straight charge. The crash of metal resounded, and the dragonman wouldn't let Maffeo kill him easily, and the steel fork in his hand clamped on the tip of Maffeo's sword before attempting to disarm it.
Maffeo raised his ghost hand, and within a distance of just one body, his ghost hand suddenly burst out with a powerful pulling force and sucked the opponent's body towards his palm. He showed a bloodthirsty smile, and instantly burst out all the blood qi the moment he absorbed it to the breaking point. He watched the creature's minced flesh fly in front of him, and he felt a hint of excitement.
The remaining two guys failed to fight back against Maffeo under Marcos's interference, and their bodies, which seemed to never run out of energy, lost their vitality under the attack of the two.
When the two looked to the GSD's side, the other was standing still and waiting, he didn't look this way, but he seemed to know that the two had settled the fight. The two of them didn't even notice the corpse of a dragonman next to GSD, who looked like he had never been in a fight. "Do you still feel comfortable now?"
"About what?" asked Maffeo, retracting his greatsword behind his back.
"Ghosts. β
Maffeo seemed to remember the moment just now, and he fell silent and did not respond. When Marcos, who was next to him, wanted to say something, GSD preemptively interrupted him. "Let's move on, time is the most precious thing. β
"Of course. β
The appearance of the dragonman left the two of them with doubts in their hearts, and this creature that looked like it shouldn't have been in the palace appeared in front of them. But in the end, they found out that they were wrong. Whether it's the puppeteer who appears next or the long-lost Golem, they suspect that they are in the exhibition hall of the magical lifeforms of the Sky City. Well, at least these opponents who have fought will not be so difficult. With the help of GSD, it's easy to take care of the monsters that appear along the way, until that guy appears.
When it came, it brought a blinding white light, with a momentary blinding effect, and it appeared in front of the trio. Its body is made up of pure light magic, and the electricity that wraps around it makes a "sizzle" sound. Its armor is made of gilding, and it looks very tall. But the main thing is the majesty that exists in it all the time.
Seghart didn't storm the invaders as soon as he saw them, like the rest of the palace guys, it floated in mid-air, staring at the three people facing him with sapphire eyes. "Looks like this guy is the source of the resonance with my ghost hand. "GSD seems to have gotten the answer.
"Damn it......" Maffeo cursed, his ghost hand shaking erratically.
Seghardt stared at the three of them for a long time, and then a majestic voice followed: "Intruders, do you want to tarnish the glory of Lord Bakar?"
"Everything is already settled, isn't it?" said Marcos.
"What do you mean, intruder?"
"Behind you is the path to the Heavenly Realm, and I think we can resolve this matter peacefully. Marcos tried to show his kindness, and he pulled out his knife and threw it on the ground.
Seghart groaned, not responding. Marcos seemed to think it wasn't heard, so he repeated it again. This time, Seghardt finally reacted, and a white light rushed out of his hand like an arrow from a string, tearing through the sea and air, and fiercely pounced on Marcos.
"Hell ......"