"Do I think I'm the Chosen One, do I really want to die here?" Allah shook his hands in front of Lynch with a handful of snot and tears, and motioned for him to quickly remove the anti-demon handcuffs. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"I'm going to die, why don't you help me untie it quickly. ”

Lynch shook his head: "Let's talk about it when it's dead, there's only one way here, let's go"

The two of them had no choice, this was the only magic door, and they could only go there. Lynch tried to awaken the magic book, hoping that it would open the spatial magic circle again, but was disappointed.

They passed through the magic door, and in the blink of an eye they came to the interior of the city, hazy, dark and deep, and the marble road was covered with moss, many of which had rotted into slag under the erosion of time.

The wind gusted, Lynch couldn't help but shiver, this is the intersection of the city, it's so weird, I don't know if there are living beings inside.

Suddenly, they stopped, and not far away lay two magicians on the ground, motionless and lifeless.

Lynch lifts the cloak of a magician and finds a young woman with fair skin, but in an instant, her skin begins to rot, pus leaks out, and even her bones are melted away, and finally only a pile of ashes remains.

"She's not from two hundred years ago, it's old...................... Yes, an ancient mage!" Allah picked up a badge next to the corpse, and after discerning it, it was determined that it belonged to the mage badge of the Ancient Alliance.

Lynch took off the cloak of another magician, an old man, with a frosty face, lifelike, as if he were a living person, and he could feel a warmth. But the end result was the same as that of the female mage. Melt into ashes, leaving nothing behind.

"There's a word here!" Lynch was about to leave when he noticed a carving in the corner. Quickly crouched down and observed.

"Dare to ask if there is a heroic road in the world"

Hero Road, these three words slammed into Lynch's heart, he gasped for breath, and sat on the ground with his ass, this word contained the power of the law, and he almost fell on the road.

Lynch quickly came to the location of the female mage and searched carefully. I also found the words she had left

"I hate, why didn't the artifact choose me, do you really want to do nothing all your life!"

The handwriting is vigorous and powerful. It is also beautiful, and there is a blazing heat in the face, and if you look at it for a long time, your eyes may be burned.

"It's sad. Reality and ideals. How can you have both? Allah stroked the fonts with emotion.

Lynch's heart shook, and he said in a deep voice: "Wait, I'm a little confused, you said all of a sudden that the Holy War was continued by the Supreme Creature of the Third Dimension, and now there is an ancient mage pursuing the Holy War, what is going on, the time is not right at all!"

"What did you do when you were a magician?" Allah said to himself.

Lynch said without thinking, "When you become a magician, you can do what you want." I didn't see that I have such a strong sense of justice, I must be a hero. ”

"They also had that ideal. But in the end, I am not indulging in worldly rights, and when my life is short, I should really look up to my ancestors and praise their righteousness as they imagined the future generations, but now I am only full of ridicule. Allah's eyes were gloomy, and he quickly regained his smile and cried out heartlessly

"Dark Netherland, there may be that way, I, the future oracle lord, will have to become a new hero, go!"

Allah followed Lynch closely, and if anything happened, she was not sure that she would get out of the way.

It's desolate, gravel, overgrown with weeds, making it difficult to trace the city's former glory through the ruins, the elemental power of the magic tower has long since dried up, and the rust-mottled stands hang upside down in midair, swinging in the wind and making creaking sounds, adding to the eerie atmosphere with a chilling touch.

Another corpse of an ancient mage, a young man, very handsome.

"The Holy War has been sealed, what is the point of me becoming a mage!"

It was the words he left behind, revealing too many feelings, unwillingness, anger, and that hatred could only be expressed in this way.

Lynch couldn't calm down for a long time, because instead of fighting and dying, he chose to commit suicide. For a genius, knowing that jihad is already unusual, why give up a good year?

"It seems that he was the first to know the truth, may the Lord bless you. Allah has a serious face and respects himself with the most standard of etiquette.

The artifact has existed since ancient times, and after the study of successive generations of users, they have long known the situation of the holy war, which is related to an ancient road, and the legend is the emperor, and the emperor may be a hero, and that will can control the artifact, cross space, shuttle through the dimension, and win the strongest position on an ancient battlefield.

This mage wanted to be a hero, but that path was broken, unable to compete on the battlefield, and did not want to go with the world, so he finally chose to die.

Lynch had a general idea, his heart was very heavy, and his most desired wish was cut off and could not be realized, so he could only end sadly.

His heart jumped, and the fire came to his mind, surrounded by three elements, Carl chose to sleep, was it to wait for the holy war of this era?

There are creatures sleeping in the ancient heritage sites and ruins, whether it has anything to do with this matter, just for the time to come, compete for the hero's road!

"How could it be him?" Allah suddenly cried out, trembling all over, completely unbelieving the scene before him.

Lynch looked in the direction, and it was a wandering swordsman, half-kneeling on the ground, supported only by a giant sword and covered in wounds.

"Is he famous?" asked Lynch, this wandering swordsman was very burly, and there was still a faint power of rules around him, and he must be a powerhouse of the Sacred Domain in front of him.

Allah gritted his teeth and said, "The leader of the Night Watch Knights, the wandering swordsman, Sven, was born five hundred years ago, and the savage region exclusively occupied ten holy realm powerhouses, and with only three swords, he cut off everyone's heads, and even the three sages praised his strength, but I didn't expect him to die here." ”

"Isn't it....." Lynch felt very depressed, even this strong man couldn't escape, so wouldn't they have a chance.

At his feet, a line of words was engraved

[There is no way out.] I am here to fight a way, with the blood of everyone, to pay tribute to my historical songs]

"It seems that the Three Sages were right in their prediction. He was a sleeping creature in ancient times, and he wanted to wake up in this era and seize the artifact to participate in the holy war, but he didn't expect to wake up too early and pass that year. Allah understood it all and sighed.

This is a peerless powerhouse, a god in a war. is known as the most powerful warrior in ancient times, but he still missed the holy war and was very unwilling. It was here to vent the anger in his heart, challenge everyone, and finally be ruthlessly killed.

The further the two walked in, the more corpses lay on the ground. Allah's screams are getting louder and louder.

"Oh my God. Three hundred years ago, the great enemy of the magic world, the black mage who can summon the abyssal hellfire, did he also die here?"

"The number one killer of the Assassin League, the Shining Gold Hunter, what happened, he is an extremely cautious killer, how could someone be shot through the head. ”

"Isn't it....... A hundred years ago, the genius of the wizarding world, Alpha. The inheritor of the Lost Magic Blood Method, the Envoy Demon is a Sanctuary-level Fire Phoenix. Who is able to devour his spiritual will. ”

“.......................”

Allah's expression became richer and richer, these people were extraordinary, representing the pinnacle of an era, "They could have lived a glorious life, but they chose to retire, they did not know where to go, they did not expect to come to this ancient city, and wanted to follow the path of heroes." ”

"It's really sad, the human race has become the head of all races, and what heroes are needed to protect it. She sighed, because she was in the Bright Church and knew a lot of secrets, she would say such sad words.

Lynch stopped in front of a knight and hurriedly called Allah, "This is not a paladin sent by your Holy See two hundred years ago. ”

Allah trotted over, his face changed greatly, and he lost his voice: "It's really that paladin, but how could it.... Dying here, the Angel Guardian and the Holy Shield are immune to one power and one to magic, and it stands to reason that no one in the world can help him. ”

They examined the paladin closely, and found that it was similar to the situation of the previous powerhouses, all of them were uninjured on the outside, and they had died under spiritual magic.

"I don't think I can go any further. "Lynch found out what the problem was, even the paladins of the Holy See of Light were killed in an instant, if it were two people, I am afraid that they would not know how they died.

"It's weird, the senses of the strong are very keen, how can they allow the spirit mage to make a move, what is the secret here?" Allah's face was solemn, remembering many things, but he found that he did not have the right answer at all.

The road narrows and narrows, and eventually two stone statues, one of a wandering mage and the other of a sword-wielding king, stand in front of the two paths, representing heroes and kings.

The King's Road is spacious, still bright, and doesn't feel lifeless.

The Hero Road is completely different, narrow and deep, cold and damp, with potholes on the road, it is simply not a place for people to walk, a little closer, a smell of blood in the face, and people who choke cry.

"Is this city really the city of demons? When did there be these two roads, why are there no records in the ancient books?" Allah tried to see behind the passage, but it was blocked by secret power, and magic could not break through.

Lynch looked up at the two stone statues, not only the road is different, but there is also a big gap between the statues, the wandering mage is full of scars, very vicissitudes, people have a sense of sourness, this road is too difficult. And the statue of the king is as smooth as jade, majestic, all of which are desirable.

It can be said that the path guarded by the wandering mage is awe-inspiring, difficult and dangerous, and exudes a terrifying aura of law.

The word hero, carved by blood, was bloody, never dried up, as if it had just dropped, and it was still steaming.

"Aha, isn't this a clear plan for posterity to choose the king's way?" Allah quipped, but did not dare to move.

Lynch thoughtfully gave up a position, "The future oracle, please choose first, you are a man of fate, and the god of light will definitely favor you." ”

"No, no, no, you are so humble, the doctrine of the Holy See of Light is dedication, I will give you this opportunity by Lord Allah, if you succeed, you will be the hero of the holy war, the strongest person. Allah stepped back and responded.

Eventually, the two sighed.

"What should I do? Which path to choose, one wrong step, one wrong step, and if you lose, the game is over." Lynch shrugged his shoulders and muttered to himself.

Allah pondered for a long time, squinted his eyes, saw some clues, and said in a deep voice: "These are two kinds of care, it is the choice of the times, the king represents the world, as long as you can become a ruler, you have a bright future, the hero represents the past, the road is becoming more and more difficult, at the cost of blood, and you will die for a lifetime." ”

"It's really difficult, God knows if it's a test left by ancient heroes, we don't have a chance if we go wrong. She wanted to see the back of the road, but she was blocked by some kind of force, and she was really helpless.

Lynch took out a few magic weapons from the space ring, and first threw them in the direction of King's Road, but the magic weapons were safe and sound, and nothing happened. Then, he picked up a dagger and threw it into the hero's road, a bloody light bloomed, extremely bewitching, the magic weapon was imprisoned in mid-air, crushed by a powerful force, touched, directly shattered into several pieces, scattered all over the ground.

The two of them were frightened by this scene, if the blood light fell on them, they would be half-crippled if they didn't die.

"Take the King's Way!" Lynch and Allah had a rare consensus, but when they were about to step into the King's Road, their feet stayed in mid-air, their eyes met, and they smiled brightly. "You first" "You first"

In the end, the two retreated, Allah sighed, and said: "Sure enough, no, which bastard laid the road, everyone with a little head knows, life is death, death is life, but really put it in front of you, who will give up the bright road and go to the single-plank bridge"

"I see! It's our hearts that are shaken, and the people who come here are not just to become heroes, they must take the most difficult road. Lynch's eyes were steadfast and he figured it out.

He then opened Allah's anti-demon shackles and put back the spatial ring: "Life and death depend on the means. ”

"If you have a conscience, rest assured, if you die, I will overtake you" Allah was casual, but his tone was heavy.

Soon, they were ready to add multi-defense type magic, surrounded by colorful streamers, and the light curtains were stacked on top of each other, and they would not let go until the buff was maximized.

Lynch actually has no bottom in his heart, if it takes too long, even the return to the light and the immortal shield can't be added back to "fight!" (to be continued.) )