Like a bright moon, this was the only bit of light Birmingham could see in the black waves, and the moon blade beside the regent Yaoyue was like a crescent moon hanging in the night sky, reflecting on everyone's face, and the moon-white light blocked the momentum of this black mist full of destruction and decay. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The elf red moon that stumbled out didn't have time to say a word to Birmingham in front of him, and the whole person fell weakly on Birmingham's body, there was no unique floral fragrance of the elf, some were just disgusting decay, like leaves fermented in the soil, the strange smell spread on the body of the elf red moon, and as the smell spread, it was a piece of red spots like dead tree bark spread on the white skin of the elf red moon, in these dead tree-like scars, Birmingham did not feel a trace of vitality, it was simply the earth that had been drained of water, under the scorching sun, revealing a dry appearance。

The lantern man in the sword didn't even have time to remind Birmingham, the turquoise aura suddenly burst out from the sword, forming a wall of light scattered in front of Birmingham, and the eroded black hit the wall of light without the slightest feeling, and the piercing roar made Birmingham finally see the true face of this black mist.

Scarlet eyes flashed in the black mist, and one after another dwarf demons showed hideous faces, waving their slender arms, stuffing everything in front of them into the bloody mouth that did not match their bodies at all, and the cyan shriveled lower abdomen bulged rapidly with the speed visible to the naked eye as the dwarf demons continued to eat.

"This is?" Birmingham looked at the demons that pounced on the wall of light in front of him, viscous body fluids splashed along the claws on the turquoise wall of light, like moths to a fire, nothing could stop the actions of these little demons, the wall of light in front of him was more like a delicious food than an indestructible obstacle, maybe in their bulging eyes, as long as the name food was the name.

"One of the powers of the Four Pillars Demon God, gluttony. The lantern man looked at the little demons that crashed into his wall of light, and his tone was unusually solemn, even with a hint of eagerness that he had never felt before.

The wall of light also began to flicker with the eager voice of the lantern bearer, as if it would shatter in the next second.

"Hey, you don't have a problem, right?" The pure white elf obviously looked at the flickering wall of light, and opened her mouth uneasily, compared to the dazzling moon blade of the regent Yaoyue, the lantern bearer's wall of light was more reliable for her, after all, no one could guarantee that the cold-natured regent Yaoyue would protect their safety in this battle, and the red moon who was an elf also became like this, not to mention them.

"There's a problem. "The lords of the long river are indeed people who can't bend.

The pure white elf was speechless for a moment, as if she didn't expect the one in the sword to answer so bluntly, she thought that it might be a little more tactful, or a little more pleasing to the ear, such as okay, or no problem at all.

"If there is a problem, there is a problem, and I will not be as strong as you. ”

"You!"

"Well, the priority now is to find a way to stop the spread of this black fog, and there is not so much time for us to argue about the lives of little Ellie and little ghosts. Birmingham intervened in a rare attempt to get involved in the argument between the two.

The pure white sword aura was bulging, and he just struggled to open his sword qi, so that the pace of the black mist was eased, and the lantern man in the sword was the first to open his mouth to Birmingham.

"It's my fault, the living. ”

Hearing the lanternman's apology, Birmingham raised his eyebrows in some surprise.

"You're surprised, the living?"

"I thought you ancient beings wouldn't make us mortals apologize. ”

"Isn't it strange, the living, but not to me, we agree that only mortals are the true masters of the pancontinent, and that we are just observers. ”

"Observer?" Birmingham tilted his head in confusion, puzzled by the Lanternman's statement, but now there was no time for him to ponder these questions, and a slight crack had begun to appear in the lanternman's open wall of light, and the smell of decay poured in along the crack.

"Living, hear clearly, the black mist is a gluttonous eater from hell, they are one of the subordinates directly under the Four Pillars Demon God, everywhere they pass is a sea of red sand, fortunately, the power of the goddess here is still there, so that the gluttony summoned by the Four Pillars Demon God is just that, if it is in hell, then the elf red moon in your arms may have already turned into a pile of fine sand, but it is precisely because of this that I have another way to let us get out of the body. The Lantern Man decisively halted the conversation with Birmingham and returned to the topic of his current priority.

"Why do I have a sense of foreboding? Birmingham gritted his teeth and listened to the words of the lantern man, and his heart couldn't help but burst, and the scenes of the past began to flash like a flower.

"That means you're used to being a mortal servant, the living. The lantern bearer couldn't help but wonder.

"It's a bad habit, let's say, I'm ready for it. Birmingham, who clenched his sword, locked his eyes on the cracked light curtain in front of him, and he had a hunch that the method in the lantern's mouth would definitely not be a comfortable plan.

"I also need the cooperation of the sword spirit. The lantern man's words made the pure white elf snort coldly, but he still cooperated very well to withdraw his open sword qi and return to Birmingham's body, the silver frost quickly occupied Birmingham's hair, and the purple stone-like pupils flashed with dazzling brilliance in the black mist.

Seeing the cooperation of the sword spirit, the lantern man left Birmingham's clenched long sword, and the pitch-black robe shrouded Birmingham's eyes, blocking those greedy little demons, the original slender body was incomparably tall in Birmingham's eyes at the moment, like a solid city wall, everything was blocked behind this petite body.

"Living, would you like to live forever?" the tone of the inquiry was an excitement that could not be concealed, and even the tone that had been steady fell into Birmingham's ears with a slight tremor at this time.

"I want to accept the tempting conditions immediately, but it shouldn't be that simple. The sword shone sharply, reflecting Birmingham's meticulous face, looking extremely solemn, and his premonition had indeed come true.

"So you refused?"

"Yes, I refuse. "No hesitation, no pause.

"Why?"

"There's no why, just don't want to live forever. ”

A question and answer, what a simple exchange, but how solemn, for the first time that the human Birmingham and the immortal lantern man used such a simple dialogue to show the ideas of both sides.

Long or brief, the lantern bearer spoke again, washing away the excitement in his tone and regaining his usual composure.

"Welcome, then, the seventh mortal servant, into the realm of the Lyra Swordsman's Tempest. ”

The wind, paused, the sound, stopped, everything seemed to fall into a stagnation of time, only the sword holding Birmingham's eyes still had a stunning brilliance, the unparalleled power was stripped from the body of the lantern man, turned into a sky of streamers, and then poured into Birmingham's body, the pure white sword spirit tried to use his white body to block these streamers from invading Birmingham's brain and heart, and was blocked by the sword spirit in the body, these streamers with nowhere to fall melted into Birmingham's blood, muscles and even nerves.

In an instant, the wind howled, the black fog dispersed, and galloping became the only color in Birmingham's eyes, the sword was still dazzling, but the person holding the sword was extremely beautiful at the moment.

The Windblaster, Lyra, is here!