"Are you sure you're going to do that?" said Ludmila again to Captain Root on the way. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"I'm sure. Rout said, his voice very low.

Ludmila didn't continue to say anything, she drew a bow and arrow from the quiver behind her back and placed it on the bowstring. She was still walking as before, but the movements of her hands were changing as she moved. She pulls the bowstring with her left hand, and she barely takes aim. Facing the dark area ahead, she suddenly let go of the bowstring, and the arrow that came out of the string sank into the dark area. A second later, light descended in the area ahead.

"It's so much easier. Ludmila put away her bow and arrows and said to Captain Root.

"I'm glad you're on our side. ”

"That's right. ”

Fett couldn't help but step forward to check as he passed the chandelier switch, and the arrow of the bow that Ludmila had shot was embedded in part of the lever, and in the process, the lever was pushed to the other side by force. She didn't know how Ludmila did it, and she tried to pull the bow and arrow out of the lever, but Ludmila stopped her. "It's nothing to look at, Fett. ”

"I'm just curious. Fett disguised his curiosity and replied indifferently.

"Come on, we still have a lot to do. Ludmila beckoned.

Vera, who was at the back of the line, happened to pass by at this point, and she grimaced at Fett, which drew a helpless smile from the latter. This guy seems to have a playful mindset in any situation, and Fett is always worried that this might hurt Vera. But judging by the many dangers that have been experienced in the past, this idea does not seem to hold water.

"Where are we, genius?" Fett asked Vera with a smile.

"We're in Sky City, Fett. Vera's indecent answer followed.

Maffeo no longer remembered the first time he had walked the path lined with pillars of light and statues of armor, which was common in palaces. The road stretches from the fountain to a place in front that resembles a gate, the gate inside the palace, which seems to mean something.

"I think we might be in the right place. Maffeo raised his hand.

"What do you mean?" Marcos stepped forward, before Maffeo had completely blocked his view. "Oh my God......" he stared at the door a little blankly. "Are you sure this isn't the gate we passed through when we came?"

"Uh, no. Maffeo was a little unsure, but he immediately got the answer from the large dragon curtain on the door. "Look at that. ”

Marcos looked at it, and the curtain with a large white dragon pattern hung silently above the door. It didn't move, but it radiated the majesty of Bakar to its surroundings. This reminded Marcos of the great cross in the Basilica of Santa Remidia, and he felt the same majesty as he felt at this moment.

"Look there, there's a line of words on it. Marcos abruptly raised his hand to the curtain.

Maffeo narrowed his eyes and took a few steps forward. It's hard to see the fonts from this poor sight, and the chandelier here somehow starts to flicker and flicker, as if it's unreliable. "I can't see what's written there. ”

Marcos looked around, and he thought that there must be something around such a place, and that might be the key to unlocking the answer. Sure enough, he eventually found a fragment behind a very ordinary-looking pillar of light. "Wow, come and see this. ”

Maffeo leaned in, and Marcos handed him the fragment. "I don't know what is written on it, but it's a strange handwriting. ”

"This is the Old Araddan ......," Maffeo frowned.

"What?" Marcos picked up the fragments, scanning the handwriting that gave him a headache. "How do you know?"

"I had access to some of these handwriting with Golantis, and she told me at the time that it was Old Aradd. Maffeo's explanation was very understated, as if he knew about the handwriting only by a coincidence, but in reality it was really just a coincidence.

"Why did she never mention it to me, nor did I see any literature with him in this handwriting? Marcos wondered.

"It's just the way we do it, you always go to church just to pray. I, on the other hand, went to Golantis to learn a lot that I didn't know. Maffeo smiled with his hands outstretched.

"Perfect answer. Marcos pulled his gaze back to the fragments. "You...... Uh, can you decipher what it says?"

"Hey, I've only learned about this kind of handwriting, and to really read it, you'll need to look to Golantis. Maffeo's answer made Marcos regretful. In any case, it is impossible to get an answer here and now. Slightly disappointed, Marcos folded the fragment and put it in the pocket of his trench coat.

"So, let's go in and have a look. Marcos turned in the direction where the gate was.

Maffeo immediately stepped forward and stopped him. "We have to be cautious, don't we?"

"Yes, but what we need to do is find the way. Marcos stared at Maffeo a little impatiently.

"But......" Maffeo didn't continue, precisely, he was drawn to some familiar voice. At the same time, Marcos noticed the mechanical voice, and there was no doubt that the guys had reappeared.

In just a second, both of them felt the threat from above their heads at the same time. Marcos immediately threw Maffeo down, and just as their bodies were out of place, two bolts of lightning slashed straight down. "Damn it!"

"What's that?"

"We're in trouble. Marcus drew his sword.

"See, what did I just say?" Maffeo was still shaking some of the dirt off his body.

Marcos cautiously moved forward, he should have confirmed the location of the other party during the attack just now. But the lightning before him made it difficult for him to calm his heart, and this will not be an easy opponent to solve. Thinking that it would appear near the gate, then it is likely that it is the captain of the Guardian of the City of Light mentioned by Kelly.

The lightsaber swooped out of the darkness at a speed that was indiscernible to the naked eye, and the latter broke out in a cold sweat. He couldn't even defend effectively for a while, and the speed of the opponent was really amazing. With just a flash of the sword, there was a terrifying wound on his right arm, and he almost failed to hold his weapon.

"Marcos!" Maffeo hurriedly drew his greatsword and rushed forward.

"Be careful, Maffeo, this guy is fast!" Marcos reminded Maffeo loudly, clutching the wound on his right arm.

Maffeo stopped his steps, his hands clenched into his broadsword, and watched the situation around him vigilantly. Marcos's words never hurt him, so he finally learned to behave. But the other party is not a rat, it seems to have an autonomous consciousness. After attacking once, it sank into the deep darkness around it again. It didn't know how to keep its lightsaber from emitting any light in the dark, hell.

The door creaked abruptly in the midst of the two of them's alertness, and there was no doubt that it was about to close. Maffeo tried to run over to stop it, but it was clearly in vain. "Damn it, damn it!" he rushed over, the door was closed completely.

"Maffeo, come back quickly!" Marcos shouted as he tended to his wounds.

"Okay, you're fine, Maffeo. When Maffeo turned around, there were already three enhanced magic figures standing in front of him. "Oh my gosh. ”