Chapter 470: Ruins 17

The first rays of morning light fell on the ruins of the city, and rows of crumbling reinforced concrete buildings stood upright, and the city looked like a huge cemetery.

A puppet slowly walked into the street, and the sand that had been blown into the city from the Gobi the day before disappeared and the street was clean again. Or rather, as neat as one day many years ago.

The puppet is a man, a boy. Wearing a vest and a torn coat, the exposed collarbone is slender and distinct. He walked slowly down the street, stumbling as if he had forgotten how to walk. He pulled over for a moment by a car on the side of the road, bent tentatively and awkwardly, and looked around the car.

A gust of wind blew from the Gobi, and he straightened up and raised his thin arm to block his eyes. A cacophony came from the ground to the west, and he turned his head to look, and then to the sun, as if to identify the location. Then he turned into a narrow alley and continued down the alley towards the center of the city.

His steps were hurried, faster and faster, and his steps became more and more steady. Sweat ran down his forehead, sand stuck to his body, and he walked ten kilometers? Twelve kilometers? The distance was not easy to judge, but he eventually approached a square.

The square is connected by eight roads, and in the center of the square is an obelisk, but there is only the hollow sound of the wind in the square. The young puppet clings to the back of a street lamp and watches everything in the square. Suddenly, there was a shrill howl from a nearby block behind him, and he shuddered and stiffened his head to look back.

Determination was poured in at this moment, and he slammed out of behind the streetlamp and walked along the wind-eroded asphalt road with rocky outcrops, into the empty square.

He ran towards the obelisk, running faster and faster, crossing half of the square and running straight to the obelisk. He hurriedly searched the obelisk, the surface of which had been polished, where what had been carved was now only faint traces. He looked hard, even reaching out to eagerly caress the rough surface of the stone, trying to find a few glyphs.

No, the puppet suddenly stood still, and the blank face tugged at its muscles with difficulty, and a shadow of disappointment slowly appeared.

After a moment's hesitation, the puppet crouched down and reached out to touch the base of the obelisk. Under an inconspicuous piece of broken stone, he pulled a dark groove. It wasn't an obelisk, but the pedestal of the ground that had moved a piece away, revealing a complex crystal filament. He stared motionless for a long time, almost as if he was thinking. His hand flickered, as if trying to pull out the fragile crystal wire, but his fingers stopped in mid-air, and then slowly stretched out his right index finger and touched the crystal wire. The crystal silk seemed to be alive, tangled and wrapped around his fingertips.

The little golem crouched dumbfounded, its hollow eyes staring unblinkingly at his hands and the crystal filaments wrapped around his fingertips.

Five meters away from him, on the back of the obelisk, a slight blink sounded. Two figures appeared out of thin air, a man and a woman, the man holding a black knife in his hand.

"Fuck, can they find a less open place to teleport us than here?" As soon as the woman appeared, she immediately scolded.

Fan Ning translated the underlying magic and marked that this was the main base station, and Wei Zhen must have felt that the success rate of teleportation to the base station was the highest. It's nice to be able to come in, don't complain. ”

"Really? Du Zhengyi? Are you speaking for Fanning? You're so easy to impress. Do you know what kind of heart he has in his heart? Maybe I'll want to stew you and Roach here. ”

"To be reasonable, this sandbox belongs to our battle mages, and it doesn't pass their hands at all." Du Zhengyi suddenly paused when he said this.

Xiang Qian also turned back suddenly, and the two of them noticed that there were other people here at the same time. The female mage smiled indifferently, "It seems that there is a little cub, it's disgusting." Of all the battle mage training grounds, this is the one I hate the most. I used to hope that someone would destroy this place, I used to hope that person would be you, but you let me down so much that you graduated with a high score here. ”

Du Zheng frowned and turned around, he noticed a trace of abnormality, for a puppet whose life base should be extremely stable, the one near them was breathing too fast, faster and faster.

"Leave" the puppet struggled to make a sound, as if his quick gasp was just to get his vocal cords to vibrate normally.

"What? The first time I heard a dead golem speak. Threaten me? Xiang Qian said, walking around the obelisk.

Du Zhengyi's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. Xiang Qian immediately felt it and sneered, "Why did you decline so quickly?" Losing control of yourself now? Do you know? For a battle mage, a heartbeat is the equivalent of incontinence"

Her voice stopped abruptly, and the old mage froze beside the obelisk. Du Zhengyi rushed out from her side and was dragged back by her.

"Calm down!" She shouted, "Are you a hairy boy?" He won't be Roach's. Remember that this is the Yama Hall of the Mind Mage, and there is the will of the old thing here, even if the Battle Mage sees the wrong thing, it is normal. ”

Du Zhengyi stood on his feet and stared straight into the eyes of the little puppet, Luo Qi's eyes.

The puppet stood there, motionless, his body swaying, as if there was a force about to break free from his stiff body, and that force looked at Du Zhengyi's eyes astringently. The force made him say again, "Get out of here."

"Roach?" Du Zhengyi screamed.

The golem's eyes reacted, and he raised a hand, "Hurry up"

"Du Zhengyi, we have to get out of here!" Xiang Qian sensed the danger, and she believed that Du Zhengyi must have also sensed it, and he was just fatally dull now.

"He," Du Zhengyi said, he couldn't move, and his legs seemed to be filled with lead. "What puppet will notify them of the danger?" Except for the puppet that survives Roach's will.

", the square is a trap." Xiang Qian resigned herself to her fate, she knew it was too late. "It's safe here only as puppets, they recognize our active consciousness."

Yes, Du Zhengyi knows. The empty square around the obelisk cracked, the stone slabs folded and indented downward, and Du Zhengyi didn't look at how deep the chasm they planned to draw. That doesn't make sense, all physical distance isn't the biggest problem for mages.

The biggest problem is the few figures that appear around them.

"Have you seen this?" Xiang Qian asked.

"You know that the obelisk exam room generates test papers at random." Du Zhengyi said that he had to look away from the little puppet and look at the figures vigilantly. "When I took the exam here, I disabled space magic."

"Can't teleport." Xiang Qian said, "But when I take the exam here, I can teleport." ”

"It's better not" Du Zhengyi's words didn't finish, because a shadow he was staring at disappeared.

"Oh." Xiang Qian wailed, "I don't want to fight against someone who is not a person, the odds of winning are too low." ”

Du Zhengyi's heart was cold, what was even more terrifying than this was that it meant that for Luo Qi, there was nowhere to hide here. Whether he's hiding in a tower or deep underground, a teleportable killer golem will appear in front of him. He shouldn't have compromised, he should have been here in the first place

He was confused, and it was the first time that he had been in chaos on the battlefield. Roach was killed by a monster that resembled his friend? How did it feel when his familiar teleportation turned into the shadow of death?

An existence suddenly appeared behind him, Du Zheng was overnight for a moment, the corners of his eyes flickered, and another person ran over and went straight behind him. He looked back in astonishment, and heard the sound of a sharp blade piercing through the flesh and bones, but the wounded man could not even let out a cry of pain.

Du Zheng turned around and kicked over the killer puppet that had stabbed up, and the thing rolled into the distance and disappeared again. Du Zhengyi seized this moment and quickly rescued the wound on the little puppet's shoulder, and his heart was at a loss.

"Du Zhengyi!" Xiang Qian roared angrily and threw out a flame, "You have to believe that he is not Luo Qi!" If he's Roach's only thing left, kill him! It doesn't make sense anymore! ”

Du Zhengyi's hand trembled, and he pushed the little puppet, pressed him towards the obelisk, and made him lean against the stele. Du Zhengyi turned around and stood in front of him. 11