Three-four-one, the Wind King! 2
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"I, I can't go home. ”
"What, you quarreled with your parents?"
"No, they don't want me anymore. ”
"Well, then you can come with me. ”
"Who are you?"
"Colby, Colbysden. If you decide to come with me, you're going to call me Sensei, or, Grandpa. ”
"Grandpa!"
Harry's heart-rending cry was swallowed up by the wind the moment it burst out of his mouth. He struggled to lunge forward, but was held back by Quintina.
"Don't do that, you can't save him!" Quintina shouted into Harry's ear, "Calm down!"
Calm down?
What's that?
That old man, in front of his eyes, was torn to pieces alive by the wind, you let me calm down? No, he won't die, he won't die, how many ups and downs have been through so many years, how can he die here?
"Let go of me! Grandpa he won't die, uh"
Harry felt a pain in the back of his head, then his eyes went black and unconscious.
"He's over to you. Dennis put Harry's arm around Quintina's neck, "Run, the spotlight is still working." ”
Quintina took Harry's entire body with some difficulty, and then asked, "What about you?"
"I'm going to help him. Dennis turned his head to look at the figure that was about to be swallowed by the dazzling white light, and said, "He needs my help." ”
Quintina nodded, "I see, be careful, I'll go find Nicole and Green now." ”
"Well, take care to avoid the storm on the right side of the canyon. Dennis said softly, "I think that's the Wind King's Dragon Flame." ”
Quintina's expression froze, but she didn't say anything, but helped Harry and quickly ran backwards. Dennis watched as the backs of Quintina and Harry disappeared into the end of the white light, and his right hand rested lightly on the hilt of the sword.
"Elnis. Dennis slowly drew his long sword, and the blade that glittered in the white light imprinted the light on his face, "Ten years ago, you accompanied my brother to Mussolini, and now, you accompany me to Nathan." ”
Twenty years ago, a renowned master alchemist forged a peerless blade for the Glenger family. It was the day Dennis was born, and it was the first time Al Granger saw his brother, and his sword. Then he personally named that sword "Elnis".
Colby died.
This was the last scene Ian saw when he looked back, the spotlight was too close to him, emitting enough light to destroy the human retina. This also caused Ian to be blind for a short time, and after a few seconds, his eye, which had been transformed by the power of the Iliad, was able to adapt to the white light.
The Spotlight Bomb was also one of the many alchemy weapons that Kalan gave him. Originally, he was a little unimpressed with this thing, thinking that it was useless, but he didn't expect it to come in handy at such a moment. Under this level of strong wind, even the flames of the source of fire would be crushed into nothingness by the wind at the moment of explosion.
He had never seen a storm of this magnitude, and its destructive power was comparable to that of Naga's Dragon Flame.
Is this the strength of the Wind King?
At this moment, Nathan, the Wind King, seemed to be still in the night, and Ian could feel it, and it had not moved, like a supreme king, looking down on its humble courtiers. Ian didn't know why it didn't do it, but it also gave them a chance to escape.
It can only be an escape, at least for now, Ian can't find a chance to defeat Nathan, not at all. He couldn't even see Nathan's appearance, he could only barely make out the golden pupils hidden in the night. It is the king of the winds and the king of the sky.
Even if it stayed there, Ian couldn't hurt it.
But why doesn't it move? What is it looking at?
Ian couldn't figure it out. At this moment, there was a sudden sound of rustling in his ears, at first he thought it was the sound of the wind, but soon he realized that it was not the sound of the wind, but the sound of the wall cracking, Ian turned his head and saw dozens of huge cracks spreading wildly on the rock wall, like vines after rain.
If they don't leave, even if the Wind King doesn't make a move, they will be crushed into powder by the collapsed canyon. So he put on the metal box on his back and prepared to run back.
At this moment, a black shadow suddenly appeared from the crack. Ian was startled enough to react a little slower, only barely taking two steps back, letting the shadow run against his chest. After a few seconds, he felt a burning pain in his chest, and he looked down to see that the fabric on his chest had been torn apart, and inside was a conspicuous wound, bleeding.
Ian was startled, and before he could see what had struck him, it lunged at him again. This time, Ian saw the thing's shiny fangs and claws.
"Qiang"
The guardian left the scabbard in an instant, and the sharp blade cut a graceful arc in the white light. Along with it was the monster that had been cut in half.
That's right, it's a monster indeed. Ian had never seen a monster like this, it was exaggeratedly thin, black skin wrapped around bones, without a bit of flesh, like blackened human bones. But with fangs and claws, Ian flickered down, not seeming to see eyes on its face.
Ian split it in two and saw that it was still moving!
"What the hell!"
Ian cursed and swung his knife again, the blade of the guardian slashing across the monster's neck. With a crisp "click", the monster's head was sliced off, and it rolled to Ian's feet, facing Ian.
Now Ian could see clearly, it was indeed an eyeless monster, with a mouth that took up half of his face, and two small black holes in the mouth, which should be a nose. Ian had never seen a monster like this before, and his scalp tingled just by looking at it.
"Dumbfounded. ”
Again, this time from the top of Ian's head. Ian quickly looked up and saw a monster identical to the one coming towards him through the crack overhead. He was about to dodge, but he saw a white light streak through it, and the monster was cut off in midair, and green blood burst out, but it was slammed against the rock wall by the wind.
Ian looked down and saw Dennis swinging his sword.
"If I'm not mistaken, the effectiveness of the spotlight is six minutes. Dennis slowly straightened up and shook the green blood out of the sword, "Six minutes is almost enough, we won't have a chance if we don't leave." ”
"I know. Ian nodded, he could feel the light waning.
"Although I don't know why the Wind King didn't make a move. Dennis stared at the sky with a complicated expression, "But this is our best chance." ”
Ian nodded, and just as they were about to speak, another rustling sound came into their ears. This time it was different, this time it was much louder and noisier, as if there were countless monsters crawling through the cracks in the rock wall, ready to jump out.
The thought of this sent Ian through his back as he felt a chill run down his back.
"Run!"
Ian yelled, then ran away. The next moment, countless monsters jumped out of the cracks, densely packed, like a swarm of ants, pressing towards them with black pressure.
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