【West of Aslan Empire Wren】

- As if asleep. Pen%Fun%Pavilion www.biquge.info I should be asleep, right?

- Am I in the depths of the ocean, or in some cave full of worm poison?

- Why is there no sound? I shouted, but there was no response.

- Can anyone hear me? I feel cold.

- Huh?

- In the cold darkness, there was an invisible thread. Yes, something like a silk thread, gently connecting to my body from a distant place. The silk threads are warm, like a steaming spring.

- I always feel that the feeling of this thin line is very familiar...... I seem to be familiar with the smell of this thread. At the end of the thread was a pair of reddish eyes, and those eyes were crying.

- Tears emitted a warm breath in the cold darkness and surrounded me. Even these tears are familiar. Reminds me of ...... Reminds me of ......

- "Ah, Treya!"

Netherworld slowly opened his eyes, and a white light poured into his dark vision. The sound in the ears is more and more and louder. The shouting, the crying of children, the whispering of women, the chirping of seabirds from the distant shore, the sound of the waves, the sound of the bell tower......

The Netherworld looked around for a moment, and it was a square in the middle of Rennes. The dense crowd shuttles back and forth, and it looks like a morning market.

Netherworld's heartbeat gradually stabilized, and the brief darkness just now made him feel a moment of trance and fear, a kind of indescribable fear. He couldn't help but smile at the corners of his mouth, a little self-deprecating.

In the distance, four figures in dark gray robes and hoods slowly walked by, and the ghostly smile gradually converged. A trace of worry rose in his heart, and it didn't come from the four people who were walking towards him, and he didn't take the four of them seriously. His concern came from a question: how could Kira be able to teleport himself so accurately to the location of the four of them in Silver Dust? How powerful was the frosty Soul Catching Eye, and could it lock the location of each person so accurately?

There is no answer. He was going to come back and look into it with Treya. What awaits him now is an interesting battle.

"Yo, long time no see. He walked slowly towards the four of them, the wind blowing from the alleyway, blowing his shirt open, his bare chest glowing hot in the cold wind, and his wheat-colored skin looked sexy and wild.

Four hooded men stopped.

"Nether, you can't beat the four of us, we have no intention of fighting you. Silver Dust took off his hood, an ice-carved face exposed to the cold morning light, "Unless you want your necromantic mirror to crack again." ”

"Tut-tut-tut. Nether blade-thin lips made a provocative magnetic voice, "Every time you get angry, I feel so scared, and your expression is really uncute." ”

"He beat the four of us alone, not dominant, don't worry. Qi Ling, wait a minute, you are in charge of targeting his necromantic mirror, you protect Qi Ling, and I will join forces with Silver Dust to take charge of the attack. Ghost Mountain Lotus Spring said calmly.

"Yo, who said I'm going to fight you. Nether shook his head and sighed, with a cold mockery on his face, he raised an eyebrow and smiled, "I should say yes, who said I want to fight you alone?"

Golden light appeared from behind him, and one golden light door after another surrounded him. A large number of silver messengers streamed out of the light gate, lined up behind him.

Silver Dust's face changed slightly.

Ghost Mountain Lotus Spring took a deep breath, then approached the back of the three of them, and whispered: "Don't fall in love with the war, there are many of them, although others will not pose a mortal threat to us except for the Netherworld, but, fighting with them for too long will consume a lot of our soul power, and it will take a long time to recover our soul power, and barely breaking through the layers of levels in a state of insufficient soul power will easily lead to the failure of our rescue mission." I think that's exactly what the Silver Priests are for. The alley here is too narrow, the space is too small, the wings can't take off, do you see the bell tower in front of you on the right? After a while, the four of us scattered up to the roof, and gathered towards the bell tower, and I summoned the wings and answered there. Remember, don't fall in love and get to the bell tower as fast as you can. ”

The trio nodded slightly.

Silver Dust's eyes shone with golden light, and the air in front of him suddenly twisted violently, and four silver shields conjured out of the air, and the shields spun and grew larger, forming a cross shield wall, and then quickly rushed towards the Netherworld. The ground was carved into deep ravines by the surging force, and gravel and dust flew everywhere.

The Cross Shield Wall slammed towards the Netherworld very quickly, but the Netherworld didn't make any dodging movements at all, and he remained still in place until the hurricane swept by the shield wall had blown his robes into the air, and he raised his hand lightly, his palm flat forward, his gesture stretched and gentle, like caressing a gentle breeze.

- Bang!

The palm slammed into the shield with a loud bang.

The shield scattered and fell, bursting with fragments of golden soul power on the ground.

Netherworld narrowed his eyes, and behind the shield, there was no trace of the four of them.

He sneered, raised his hand to stroke his Adam's apple, and golden light surged out from his fingers. The huge black mirror slammed into the ground, and he watched as the mist of the void in the mirror gradually transformed into three identical netherworlds.

Shrill chirping seabirds flew across the sky over Rennes.

Looking down, four small figures scurried across the rooftops, followed by a figure as swift and slender as black lightning.

More dense silver messengers climbed onto the rooftops and followed.

Pedestrians on the street ran inside in a panic, closing doors and windows.

Ghost Mountain Lotus Spring looked towards the right hand, on the parallel roof opposite, there was a fast-running Youhua, behind her, the projection of the Netherworld was getting closer and closer, Lianquan frowned, raised his hand, and a silver light shot towards Youhua: "Youhua, grab the chain!"

The Heavenly Bouquet looked in the direction of the sound, and the Chain of Resurrection shot straight in front of her. She slammed her hand quickly into the void, the chains clutching tightly in her palms, her hands covered with suede gloves for archery, just enough to keep her from being cut by the sharp edges of the chains. She looked at the lotus spring on the opposite roof and nodded.

The soul power in the hand of the Ghost Mountain Lotus Spring surged, she pulled the chain, and threw it hard towards the bell tower in front of her, and with the help of this power, the whole person deftly jumped out of the air, like a dexterous petrel. She had just settled on the bell tower, and immediately turned around, and three sharp ice cubes had instantly condensed on the bowstring of the ice bow in her hand.

The cold ice shot quickly towards the Netherworld projection behind Lianquan, and the speed of the projection was restrained and slowed down.

The Ghost Mountain Lotus Spring shot out the chain towards the bell tower, pulled it hard, and the whole person flew towards the bell tower.

Standing at the commanding heights of the Ghost Mountain Lotus Spring, looking at the silver dust and Qiling that were rushing towards the bell tower from both directions, she hesitated a little, not knowing who to save first. At this time, Yinchen's voice came from afar: "Take Qiling and go first!"

The chains of the Ghost Mountain Lotus Spring shot out, crossing a distance of dozens of meters, and accurately wound around Qi Ling's waist, Qi Ling took advantage of the momentum to fly up and landed steadily on the top of the bell tower.

He and Lianquan met their gazes, then looked back at Silver Dust, only to find that Silver Dust had already sped away in the direction of another one away from the bell tower.

"Silver Dust!" Qiling shouted, his voice hoarse in the bitter wind.

The three projections and the Netherworld gradually converged, and behind them were the silver messengers who were as dense as termites, and they pursued the lone silver dust.

Silver Dust is getting closer and closer to them.

Qi Ling's eyes were red in a hurry, he stepped on the railing of the bell tower, and was about to leap down, but Tianshu Youhua grabbed him: "You are crazy!"

"You let go of me!" Qi Ling shook off her hand, "Lianquan, you take Youhua first!" As soon as the words fell, an ancient, rusty turquoise thing like a cone shot out from a distant place and slammed into the wall of the bell tower.

Qi Ling only had time to sense a violent distortion of soul power, and in his sight, the silver dust that fluttered in the robe instantly appeared.

"Lianquan, let's go!" Yinchen's voice was calm and resolute. (To be continued.) )