"Listen to me, Jonah!"

The door whirled out of the house, and the seventeen-year-old man rushed out frantically with his staff in hand, and the bright morning sun of the southern continent dazzled his eyes, but Jonah only paused for a moment, and rushed along the cobblestone road towards the outside of the courtyard. Ugly face" Liche stood in the doorway, holding the hilt of his sword and shouted, "Don't do anything stupid, child. - Stop him!"

A figure appeared at the gate of the courtyard, "Please stop. Lieutenant Zarinkut stretched out his arms to block the way, and sincerely dissuaded: "You can't go back, Jonah, this is the Maharaja, the stronghold of Vedic religion, and the astrology you believe in is a heresy for them, and if you can't get out of this block, you will be burned at the stake by the soldiers!"

"Get out of the way. The astrologer coldly ordered, and a dangerous orange glow began to glow at the tip of the staff.

"Please, please calm down......" Lieutenant Zarinkuber, who looked exactly the same, appeared behind him, walked over with his hands raised, and more men with blurred faces began to gradually form an encirclement, with a false smile on their faces.

"Calm down?" Jonah squeezed a sour sneer out of the corner of his mouth, "Is this the way the left hand of the ghost does it when you leave my companion on a dangerous battlefield and leave him alone to face a powerful army and a demigod general?......? See your calmness with a big head!"

The boy's anger turned into a tyrannical flame of the power of the stars, and the "Spiral Trident" shot out from the top of the Seal of the Gods, Sila Fena, slicing through the air and dirt like a giant blade, the sun was ignited by the heat, and the condensed starry energy eclipsed the bright red sun Aecotel. The kindness in Jonah's bones made him unconsciously slow down the movement speed of the attack focus, giving Zha a chance to withdraw the energy of the clone, and the figures collapsed to the ground one by one, turning into a black line and flowing away quickly, and in an instant, the attack star array turned the earth into a sea of fire, and the smoke was steaming with the ash of flowers and trees.

"Ugly Face" Richer appeared on the attack path of the Spiral Trident, the ugly steel mask was illuminated by the starlight, the wind blew white hair, the great swordsman shot out two points of glimmer light in his hand, and the two ridiculously fast thrusts of the fighting rapier accurately hit the energy node of the Spiral Trident, "Boom, boom!" The spiral ray twisted by the three strands of energy was actually dismantled like hemp rope and turned into three indiscriminately twisted orange-red fire dragons. The astrologer felt the staff in his hand tremble suddenly, and the attack star array in the ruby burst into flames, and countless deep scars from cracks appeared on the hard gem. Uncontrollable rays writhed across the floor, walls, and walls, and the eaves of the room were completely severed and collapsed, crumbling into rubble on the charred floor.

The ruby was shattered by the explosion of the star array, and bits of red powder rained down, and Jonah slammed out a mouthful of blood as he activated the support circle on his belt, Edinmont. "Hurry!" "Float!" The magic of the gods' seal lifted the 17-year-old boy's body, and through the dust and smoke, the young astrologer turned into a streamer of light and shot out like a swift arrow, rushing towards the location of the gate of the courtyard of memory.

A slender figure appeared in front of him, "Defense!" Jonah opened the third magic circle on his belt, and the next moment he slammed into an invisible wall, "Boom!" The violent impact of the high-speed advance made him unable to breathe for a while, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth again, but the solid defensive circle smashed through the defensive wall of the invisible brick head-on, and the astrologer continued to accelerate through the crackling and falling invisible broken bricks, and swept past the Star Picker. The star-picker, whose chest was bandaged, stretched out his white right hand, his lips twitched, but he could not say anything.

"Venerable Gaowusha, what should we do?" the Great Swordsman stood on a broken wall, swinging his sword to scatter the last scattered starlight.

"We are only protectors, and we are supposed to obey the will of the chosen, have you forgotten the creed of the ghost's left hand, old friend?" the old monk's finger pressed downward, and the countless fiercely burning fires in the courtyard shook and dimmed at the same time, turning into embers in black smoke.

But he made the wrong choice...... He's killing himself!I'm not going to listen to a bad decision!" The tip of the ugly face Richer's fighting sword trembled slightly, showing that the stunningly calm great swordsman was going through a fierce struggle inside.

"No, old friend, have you indeed forgotten that when we first met, didn't you regret a wrong decision?

The back of the Great Swordsman's fist was bruised, and the trembling tip of the sword left a lingering image in the air, and suddenly he let out a long sigh, relaxed the muscles of his body, and his straight back fell slightly, looking as if he had aged ten years in an instant. "I ...... I'm tired of this kind of occasion, and if I can, I really want to find a quiet tea room and drink a sweet and cold cup of moon grass tea. He suddenly let out a thoughtless sigh.

A smile appeared at the corner of Venerable Gaowusha's thin mouth.

Jonah didn't stop, his arrow-like figure swooping out the courtyard door, the dust and smoke left behind him, and his eyes became clear. He found himself in front of an empty square, the ground paved with strips of bluestone, and the silhouette of a blue house and cornices faintly appeared on the opposite side of the empty field. Looking up, the astrologer took a few seconds to orient himself and then scurried westward, not knowing where he was in the city of Maharaja, but knowing that Asai, abandoned behind by the ghost protectors, was waiting for his companion in the distant Vedic wasteland.

"Stop!" a loud shout rang out, and the tall man in black blocked the way, and the red-haired Zuta stretched out his right hand and made a resolute stop gesture.

"Get out of the way, Zuta, or I'm going to strike!" Jonah shouted, the star string in the darkness was quietly plucked, although the ruby on the staff had been shattered, he also had other means of attack, and now it was the high-level attack star array "Streamer" engraved in the diamond that was infused with energy, except for the small test of the sword in the arena chosen by the royal warriors of Bactria, this was the second time he had unleashed this amazingly powerful large-scale star array, and even the astrologer himself was not sure how much of an attack he could launch.

"You must stop, I won't get out of the way if I die!" Shadow Garan's strong body was like a majestic Arhat statue under the sun, and the cold blue light slowly overflowed the surface of the body, the ancient Sanskrit words shook the air, and Zuta's right hand began to emit an ominous cold light.

Jonah gritted his teeth, he didn't want to stop at this moment, and he couldn't stop. A few minutes earlier, "Uglyface" Liche had told him of Assai's disappearance, "Before being surrounded by Vedic soldiers, the pigtailed swordsman knocked down a Tanabha and launched an attack on the demigod general Vayu in exchange for time for us to escape. The battle ended before it began, and we retreated unharmed, the pigtailed swordsman was a very reliable friend and a true strongman, and we hoped that he would be able to escape from the resistance. ”

"You didn't stay to help him, why? Why?" the 17-year-old felt the blood rush to his skull.

"We are the protectors of the ghosts, and the supreme purpose of all our actions is the safety of the life of the betrayer's bloodline, you are the most precious thing, Jonah, and everything else can be sacrificed. You have to understand that,—— you are very important to the world. The Great Swordsman said in a deep voice.

"Asai, he ......" Jonah's heartbeat was so violent that the heartbeat in his ears grew louder and louder, almost drowning out the voice of the man opposite, "Did he knock me unconscious, just to be a hero for himself......"

"Look at your arms, the swordsman with braided hair entrusted to me. The Great Swordsman gestured to Jonah's undershirt. The astrologer trembled his fingers and reached into his inner pocket, and in addition to a few thin fragments of an unnamed book, there was a cold, smooth metal object in his pocket, "This, this is ......" In the palm of his hand appeared a rusty old pocket watch, the hands had stopped moving, and the broken steam valve had been rubbed smooth and smooth, as if it still carried the heat of an Oriental.

"We will not hesitate to make sacrifices if we have to, as he does, Jonah. The ugly face came over and reached out to touch the boy's shoulder, but through the small crystal window of the mask, the astrologer's eyes were full of tears and burning with anger.

"You don't understand the word 'partner' at all, Richie. Jonah slowly stood up, put on his blue robe, put on his calfskin boots, carefully arranged his deerskin bag, and clenched his beloved staff. He reached out and pinched his hood, "I'm going to find him, Richie." Come with me. ”

"What are you kidding? you have to stay here!" said the Great Swordsman with some irritation, obviously childish and ridiculous at such a careless move.

"Goodbye, then. The third-level astrologer buttoned up his hood and covered his eyes full of determination. Without warning, the "scorching ray" shot out and blasted through the wooden door of the room, sending Jonah leaping into the free world outside.

The Ghost Warriors' obstruction was expected to him, if these protectors could do anything to protect his life, then the word "partner" was Jonah's last bottom line, and the bright smile of the Oriental flashed before his eyes,—— for this incomparably precious word, Jonah would not take a step back, but would only strive forward.

"I'm sorry, Zuta!"

One, two, three, four, five. Five small but astonishing bright points of light flew away from the staff, illuminating the entire square with a beautiful and powerful "streamer".