A dim flame licked the gray temple, black smoke rising and writhing. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoWhen the passage through the main hall changed, the onlookers blinked, wept, and rubbed their eyes. Even the flame priest, who had shown great reverence, turned his head away, coughing and cursing quietly.

"You want to scare me to death?!" Alan shook off the hand on his shoulder and yelled at his late companion.

"Damn, you didn't tell Camille you were on the second floor. Dressed in Pyro armor and sweating profusely, Sersi said, "I went down there just now, and I walked around the crowd but didn't find you. He gasped, reached out to wipe the fine sweat from his forehead, and turned his head to look at Kane, "Man, there's something wrong with your intelligence, there are at least a hundred light and dark sentinels outside the temple." ”

"Where's Nina?" Kenny asked, anxiously in his eyes, "did you see her?" ”

"Lord, the people of your are indeed trustworthy. Sersi straightened up and gasped, "Mio and I rescued her from the five knights, Mio has already sent her back to Sunshine City, don't worry." He gasped again, "But there's something wrong with Camille....."

"Come here, please!" shouted James, "I am your devout followers, this world has long since encountered eternal night, and the light has not come for a thousand years, redeem this continent full of sin, and the darkness will be driven out by the light!"

"What's wrong?" Kenny pulled his gaze back from downstairs.

"There are too many people out there," said Sersi, "that boy is only one man, with dozens of crows and rabbits that can't stir the waves, plus the wolf I have just brought back, and even our horses have been requisitioned by him, but he is confronted with hundreds of soldiers with all swords and armors, many of whom are regularly decorated knights, and the attention of those fellows is not very attractive. ”

Priest Aemon once again circumnavigated the furnace, but this time the prayer was changed to your, which sounded a little funny. His chin was as hard as stone, half of his beard was not visible, the heat of the fire soaked his robes with sweat, and the crowd watched expressionlessly, except for his shouting, and the only thing left in the hall was the whirring of the blacksmith pulling the bellows.

"This old man is still finished, when will he start forging swords?" asked Alan impatiently.

"Camille was already on the move when you came in?" Kenny removed his outsized helmet and twisted his sore neck.

"Except for these in the main hall, there is no one outside. Sersi finally took a breath, "Lord, what about Linde, why didn't you see him?"

"Wait until the furnace of molten iron turns into a sword. Alan replied for Kenny.

The smell of smoke and metal in the air grew stronger, but the flames in the furnace grew smaller, and when the bellows stopped stirring, Aemon stopped. "The Ancient Book of your prophecy!" he shouted to the Divine Furnace, "in a thousand years, the stars will cry blood, cold and darkness will envelop the world, in this terrifying moment, the sword of flame will come to the world again, it will pierce the heart of the flame descendant, when the blood of the flame flows into the blood groove, and the pulse awakens the sword soul, that young man is the messenger of light, he will hold the flame sword, for your, for Sumer, and even the whole world to drive away the darkness!" He fell to his knees, and everyone present knelt down one after another, and he raised his voice so that everyone present could hear it," I am entrusted by the god of fire, O warrior of light, son of the flame, come, your sword is waiting for you!"

A naked, extremely strong man appeared behind Eamon. He wore long, thick gloves, and held a red iron tong in his left hand and a hammer of the same texture in his right hand. No one noticed, on the second floor of the main hall, the four guards gathered together quietly again.

"You're coming, I'm coming?" Alan asked Kenny as he watched the strong man tap Excalibur.

"The plan is yours. ”

"Guys," Alan turned and let the knocking behind his back, "a layer of ten, Kenny and I." The two of you, the four archers in charge of the left and right, the number of people in the front yard is unknown, and we will withdraw from the back yard. After you finish solving the second floor, go to the backyard immediately, there are still six guards there, after Kenny and I rescue Linde, we will take advantage of the chaos to retreat to the backyard, and when the three of us are broken, you take Linde first. Remember, as soon as Linde shows up, we act. He paused, "May the god Namu bless." ”

"May the god Namu bless. The three of them said in unison.

The striking sound intensified, and the flying flames burned the blacksmith's hands and body again and again. Everyone present held their breath as they watched the dark red hammer grow redder and redder, and the entire hall was left with only the sound of the hammer hitting the red sword, and all eyes were focused on the flaming sword.

Aemon, with the help of the Divine Servant, also put on the same gloves as the blacksmith. "Ladies and gentlemen, the prophecy will come true!" he shouted again, "Prepare to cheer for the Flame Heirs! for the Children of the Holy Flame!

A chaotic burst of cheers came and went. The blacksmith was still pounding the flaming red sword, and gradually increasing the strength in his hands. In the end, he was soaked with sweat, and beads of sweat the size of beans fell down his arm onto the hammer, but the flames of the red sword grew bigger and bigger with each blow, and the orange-yellow flames gradually turned orange-red, and finally, turned into a bright red flame.

"Flaming sword, flame will not fall!" Aemon shouted again. Almost instantly, he suddenly took two steps forward, grasped the hilt of his sword, raised the flame, and turned sharply to stab at a white-robed servant with lightning speed.

When the hood slid down the man's head, the four people on the second floor could see the face clearly.

"Damn it!" Alan roared, pulling out his black steel sword from behind his cloak, jumping over the fence and jumping from the second floor with both swords in hand.

Aemon never dreamed that he would end his life in such a way. He had been a flame priest for half his life, waiting for this moment, but he also stopped at this moment.

The black steel sword in Allen's hand fell from mid-air, and due to inertia, the old man didn't even have time to let out a half-wail before it was split in half by the sharp blade coming from above his head. After falling to the ground, the glove burned by the flames on the robe, and the entire hall was silent for only half a second, and then a noisy scream was heard.

"Linde!" Alan ducked his head to dodge a feathered arrow from the second floor, raised his hand to slash over a hideous-looking servant, and pounced on Linde who was about to fall to the ground, but Kenny was one step ahead.

"Linde?!" Kenny shook the boy in his hand, and immediately noticed a damp heat coming from his palm. The damn sword was still stuck in the young man's heart, and blood continued to flow out of the blood trough, and the original white robe was already soaked with blood.

"Stupid, get out of the way!" Eren walked past Kenny, sword raising to block the fatal blow for his companion.

"Ai, Alan, hurry, come here!" Kenny shouted, but his companions were still fighting the enemy. Screams erupted all around, and the fleeing crowd was in disarray. He let go of Linde and let him fall to the ground, as his gloves were already on fire.

The next second, he shook off his gloves with the burning pain, but caught a glimpse of the flame birthmark on the back of the young man's neck burning a ball of cyan flames.....