Bugle?

Eleven's heart lit up, yes, Saruman used his ring to unlock the rules of the world near this stone platform, although it seems to have a very big advantage, but doesn't that mean that the artifact horn from the grave keeper Heimdall-Gjallar can be used?

In fact, this is not to blame Eleven, after all, this horn must be used after the world rules are unsealed, in the days of this world, there is no sense of existence at all, so if it wasn't for Onyx to remind him, he probably wouldn't remember this stubble at all. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Recalling the domineering appearance of Sister Alvet, Eleven's heart suddenly warmed, and the moment Saruman came out of the paralysis, Eleven's hand also had an extra cyan quaint horn, he put it to his mouth, puffed out his cheeks, and blew hard.

The next moment, something unexpected happened to Eleven.

The magic and spiritual power of his whole body poured into the horn of this artifact at an extremely fast speed, and he saw that Saruman's black lamppost staff was already pointing at him, but he had no time to dodge when his magic and spiritual power were rapidly draining.

"Woo~Woo~Woo~"

The muffled sound of a horn echoed throughout the city, startling the sacrificial coalition troops who were trekking up the stone steps, and picking up speed again.

Eliven held the horn in his hand, half-kneeling on the ground, the purple-black shadow fire had already licked on his body, the pain like a bone-eating poison and the burning heat that directly calcined the soul, made him want to scream, but he didn't know for what purpose, he stubbornly persevered until the sound of the horn died down.

Saruman instinctively sensed that something was wrong, but before he could catch Elivan, a streamer blocked the center between him and Elivan, it was a black-and-white silhouette of the years, like a movie reflected in the air, the ornate palace, the flying Valkyrie, the red ribbon and the gilded sun, which was exactly what the Sky Fortress looked like in its heyday.

The old mage stepped back quickly, and although he didn't know what it was, he felt an aura from it that was very similar to his own time, it was from the breath of God.

He glanced at Elivan, who had been completely encased in the Shadow Fire, the young man was like a stone statue, resolutely enduring unimaginable pain, which made Saruman's heart resurface, if he knew so, why bother in the first place? This young man should have been the sharpest spear of the Nine Towers Council, but now it has become the biggest obstacle to his return home.

It's all because of that order!

"Woo~Woo~Woo~"

Another horn sounded, this time compared with the previous horn sound, a little more impassioned, a little less heavy, with the sound of the horn, the neighing of the war horse and the whistling sound of the wind made Saruman's face cold, and he immediately turned the shadow energy that permeated his body into a shield and blocked him in front of him.

But the next moment, the gorgeous silver spear pierced the shadow shelter, and Saruman's body was once again filled with a blood hole, his face was full of surprise and confusion, but when the shadow shelter dispersed, a figure riding on a white wind warhorse was freeing Elivan from the shadow fire, the shadow fire containing the power of the rules, could not even ignite the arm of the woman in the white armor.

She glanced back at Saruman, a hoarse and majestic voice echoing through the space above the white strands of her hair, under the wing-shaped helmet that covered most of her face.

"How dare you! challenge the majesty of the Firmament Lord!"

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This is a tougher opponent than those two necromancers.

Saruman could see at a glance that this Valkyrie was difficult, compared to the power of Claude and Jupiter's escape, Alvette looked like an ordinary person, but from her previous blow to the Broken Shadow Shelter containing the power of the Shadow Rules, it was obvious that this was also an existence that had mastered the rules, and her understanding of the rules was already in the house.

Even when he won all of them, he was only a little weaker.

"Ahem..."

Eliven sat weakly next to the Wind Warhorse, with the body of the Thunder Forged, the shadow fire obviously could not burn his body in an instant, but the torture of the soul was even more terrifying, he turned his head to look at Alvet,

"Sister, why are you here! I'm about to die!"

Alvette gave him a disdainful look,

"The Golden Palace of Memory is hidden outside the long river of time, I want to help you, at least you have to build a connection with the present world, but look at the connection you built with Gjallar, the weak one simply makes me feel distressed, that kind of low-level plane connection, how fast do you want me to come?"

The Valkyrie King didn't seem to be in a good mood, but after she finished training Elivan, she turned her head to look at the model built above the Creator's Altar, and said in surprise,

"Huh, what a magical seal! With the power of the World Origin, the rules of the world are blocked, but how is this thing a crippled body?"

"Because the kid behind you won't take his key out!"

Saruman's hand lightly touched the two blood holes on his body, and the surging shadow power temporarily sealed his wound, and the old man looked at Alvette with a very jealous gaze on the lamppost staff,

"You are also a slave god, as long as the child takes out the key and unlocks the "lock" to the last step, the rules of the whole world will re-enter the second age, and when the time comes, you can come to this world if you want, and you don't have to bear the constraints of the laws of the world anymore! ”

Alvette glanced at Elavin and then at Saruman, who shook her head.

"I refuse!"

"Why?"

"Because the people of Elendas never compromise! You want to fight! I'll fight you!"

"Restore ~ Recover"

Under the control of the king of the Valkyries, the whole body of the wind horse stood up, Alvette held a spear, pointed to the sky, and many vaalkyrie phantoms appeared behind her, and then, when the chant of Asgard sounded, the victorious charge of the king of the goddess had already been launched.

Her whole person seemed to be wrapped in a white streamer, and she crashed straight into Saruman, and in the face of such an opponent, Saruman naturally could not be as freehand and relaxed as he was in the face of Elivan before, he waved his hands, and the shadow giants who were blocking the three Roman were retracted into his body, and the walls of shadows appeared in all directions of the old man, and soon, almost in the blink of an eye, most of the entire Creator Stone Platform was surrounded by materialized shadow energy.

For a moment, the black aura on the entire stone platform was like a devil, and the shadow power around Saruman danced, like a large tentacle monster, constantly trying to stop Alvet's victorious charge. (To be continued.) )