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"What's going on?teleportation??did you come across something?" the paladin looked around, then turned her gaze to Edward, thankfully, or somewhat regrettably, the question she asked didn't coincide with what the hunter remembered. (The fastest update speed is on the Aishang Novel Network biquge.info)

“...... Teleportation spells, are you sure it's not an illusion?" Edward's brow furrowed, and he redirected his gaze to the darkness beyond the dim blue light, "But it doesn't look like it did before?"

Yes, in fact, the same view as the hunter's memory was confined to the buildings around it—at the far end of the line, the icy mist had completely dispersed, revealing the undulating walls and the endless alleys behind it, the true face of the ancient city, and even the far end, the rocky dome that hung darkly around the city. But at the end of the old stone-paved road was no longer the marvelous wall with the door, but a straight staircase that led straight into the cave wall, and the exact same pattern as the road behind it suggests that it was another gate of the city.

This strange change made the suspicion in the hunter's heart even stronger. It's even a little creepy for a while - if what happened just now wasn't illusory, then what is it now?

"You can't be wrong, that's the spatial shock caused by teleportation...... We've been teleported back to where we came from. ”

Elena was also looking around, the paladin obviously didn't get the vision that pierced through the darkness, but she deduced another answer on the level of knowledge: "I've heard that in ancient magic cities, a large number of teleportation spells were often solidified, so it was convenient for the mages in them to move at will, so we may have accidentally activated something in it just now." ”

"What is it?" asked Edward, who was full of doubts, subconsciously asked.

Although he probably knows what it is.

"I don't know. Actually, I didn't know exactly what was going on, and I couldn't see the room for a moment, and the surroundings were completely enveloped in light, a very bright, but not dazzling light...... I couldn't see anything around me, only a voice saying something incomprehensible. ”

Elena raised the long sword in her hand, stared at the engraved runes on the glittering blade, and her voice was a little happy: "He asked me what hope I had, and asked me what justice was...... In the end, I answered, and when I came to my senses, I already had this sword in my hand, and I thought it should be a test left by the founder of this city, to justice and justice. ”

"Oh-" replied noncommittally, and Edward couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

What I see is pitch black...... I was asked what **, and I didn't answer it myself...... Could it be that the city itself is a treasure trove, but the form of distributing treasures is a spiritual retrieval for each person, and it cannot be automatically generated?

However, there seems to be something wrong with it......

"What about you, do you have any special impressions?"

"Well, I'm pretty much the same, someone asked a few questions, and then I got this thing......" After hesitating, Edward habitually concealed some of his own experiences, and just shook the ring on his hand - after all, the incomplete question and answer in his memory is easily linked to some negative considerations - if this little girl listens to it unpleasantly and sends her righteous fault, then he may become the first person to use the sword for blood sacrifice after sleeping for hundreds of thousands of years.

But then he noticed the doubt on the other party's face.

"What's that?" the girl stared at the slightly shaking palm, as if she was looking closely, but found nothing, so she turned her gaze back to Edward's eyes, "What did you get?"

"Well, that's it......" The strange question made Edward stunned a little, and he stretched his hand in front of her eyes again, but then his voice suddenly stopped.

It wasn't a matter of light or sight—the pretty flower branch and the texture on the back of his hand were almost in front of the blue pupils, but the expression on the paladin's face was still calm, without the slightest hint of doubt. So the hunter's heart moved, and he snorted as if he didn't care. “...... It is...... Hey, what's wrong with you, I mean nothing?"

In essence, the turn of events was not clever, even too blunt—Edward himself did not expect to deceive anyone with such ease, but it was a tentative response. The Paladin turned out to be the result - the paladin just looked away, only to roll his blue eyes in dissatisfaction, leaving Edward with a wide white eye.

Could it be that this ring, and the patterns, is something that only I can see?

Somewhat bizarre, but most plausible, the inference made Edward squint - what was the idea of an object that only the owner could see, and he was searching his mind for the few memories of the magical items - mostly from the stories of the bards, but also some of the unfounded rumors that flowed among the adventurers. However, the occasional few words were enough to make the sound of the hunter's heart beating louder.

What she got was obviously a very powerful magic weapon, so this one of mine was naturally very weak for no reason, wasn't it?

This thought had just flashed through his mind, and the long sword in the holy warrior's hand had suddenly burst out with brilliance!

"Undead!" The paladin apparently didn't notice the flash of astonishment on the hunter's face, and in the moment of the burst of light, she let out a low snort, and her whole body tensed. She raised the long sword, and the silver light spread out like water, and in the blink of an eye, the surrounding dozens of feet were completely enveloped!

And as if to meet the light, a strange voice suddenly sounded in the dark city.

The sound was extremely subtle, but there was a strange change in height and low, like the sharp friction of a fingernail scratching and scratching...... It's extremely uncomfortable. It was as if countless ghosts whispered, but they were fleeting, and when the hunter cast his eyes on every corner around him, he saw the city still in an empty silence, unchanged, even the silence of the wind, which made him almost think that he was hallucinating.

......

Fate always plays tricks on people. It has the potential to slip through the net for the average careless, but never let go of the wary, the cautious, the prescient.

Edward's eyes narrowed...... Where the paladin's sword pointed, he noticed a shadow!

The hunter can be sure that just a few breaths, nay, even a breath ago, there were still empty cobblestone alleys...... But now, a tall figure wrapped in a long, purple-black burqa had appeared there. Walk slowly along the center of the street. The back of the burqa dragged long on the ground, making a rustling sound as he walked. In that deep shadow, the only sound was created.

Strange humanoids.

He was tall, almost more than eight feet, but surprisingly not 'strong' - the faintly flowing air made the robe flutter silently, revealing the glittering undergarment underneath, and making his movements extraordinarily light......

Edward's eyes tightened.

As he slowly approached, he had noticed that the so-called 'inner robe' was not a real robe at all, but a dark purple film that reflected like plastic and was folded...... Dry, thin fit on every part of the figure's exposed burqa. With a purple-black aura.

No, or rather, it was his face that should have been paid more attention to at this time - what he saw in his sight made the hunter silently take a breath of cold air......

Indescribable.

Even words such as distorted and weird are not suitable for this face, and if you want to find a suitable term, then this is undoubtedly a picture that should be described as "mysterious", "weird", "terrifying", etc...... Face.

In fact, the only reason it is called a face is simply that it grows on the very top of the figure...... To be precise, it was a monster figure created as if it were a human prank—even if a silver half-covered crown obscured most of the face, it couldn't hide the large head in the shape of a ball or a peach, far beyond the shape of a human, with purple skin crumpled and clinging to it, and then two gray-white objects in the only eye socket that resembled a human...... Its eyes, glowing with a magnificent silver shimmer, encircled one of the dots of a jumping red.

On that narrow jaw, four lilac, half-dried branches-like things were attached to the somewhat deformed skull, while the other two, thicker, were casually hanging down, swaying slightly with his footsteps like vines, and the word tentacles could barely be thought of, and the runes composed of countless lines shimmered on it. Three or five more spherical, spindle-shaped, diamond-shaped luminous objects floated around the strange skull, making a slow circular motion. It seems to reveal the identity of his spellcaster.

However, all the brilliance condensed with each other, but it clearly formed a colorful streamer, but it decorated this figure like a king more than a mage.

Dignified and majestic, elegant and extraordinary.

Even if it doesn't resemble a human, this figure still has a dignified bearing...... And this majesty derives a certain invisible pressure - unlike the white dragon's violent deterrence that seems to make people lose their minds, it seems that just focusing on his body will give rise to a selfless urge to worship him.

Suddenly, the voice rang out.

The voice is so clear that it's not big, but every word can shake the listener's heart...... It's so cold, and the inflections and intonation of the syllables have gone through countless exercises. Elegantly impeccable. But he didn't have any sense of direction at all—because he was ringing directly in the human heart. The only regret was that Edward couldn't understand the meaning of that short sentence.

Fortunately, the other party seems to have some plans to communicate. The next time it sounded, it was already a sentence composed of lingua franca words: "Why do you want to come to the humble house for uninvited guests?"

But that doesn't seem right? If this is its abode, then he is......

"Lich ......"

There is no doubt that this sudden appearance is highly dangerous...... It was by no means someone he could handle, and what was even more terrifying was that before he could get a definitive answer, the paladin had already pointed out a word that seemed to be a name in a surprised whisper. It also completely ended the possibility of dialogue-

Edward's narrowed eyes finally widened, and the deep pupils that were mixed with disbelief turned into disbelief, and he opened his mouth slightly, the hair on his forehead hanging down inadvertently. It almost blocked his view. But the hunter did not pay attention to these details, and he tensed his nerves, and a shiver swept through his body.

Rub peat!

What is a lich? That's the famous evil undead, that's the pinnacle of the undead, the most terrible undead, the most wicked evil...... With a long list of names like this, he sits alongside the dragon and acts as an evil boss in the bedside story!

How do you do it?

No kidding...... Giggle......

The sound of the slight clashing of teeth was clearly audible, and no matter how much he gritted his teeth, he couldn't stop the humiliating reaction, the muscles on Edward's face twitched slightly, and he stared at the gradually approaching figure, his body trembling violently uncontrollably...... In just a few seconds, the sweat gushing out of madness soaked through his back. He wanted to run away, but the excessive fear made him cold.

It was the first time in his two lives that he had experienced such a feeling.

The feeling of horror.

And at this time, the voice was still ringing continuously, and it was transmitted into his frightened heart without any confusion: "It is not easy for a human being to have such a decisive ability, your ability may be low, but over time, maybe it can develop somewhat...... But luck or misfortune, you might be more fit to sacrifice your body and be one of us. ”

It's a strange passage, it's headless, it's less like a conversation than a comment, and it's a bit of a solicitation, if it weren't for that harsh word......

Edward quietly retreated, coming face to face with a spellcaster who had become a lich in this empty space, undoubtedly an act of death, but there was also the corpse of a dragon behind the boy...... The corpse of this kind of magical beast has a natural protective and disruptive effect on magical energy, and it is tough and smooth, no matter what kind of magic, it should be able to ......

Thoughts were interrupted for a moment, and Edward, who was leaping in the air, his pupils contracted violently—time seemed to be stretched, and he found that the whole space in his eyes was twisting and deforming around me, and then a chaotic scream came from all directions like a raging scream—every scream pierced into his mind like a pinprick! a hundred times, a thousand times...... The terrible feeling made him open his mouth and roar, but he couldn't hear any of his own sounds, and he couldn't feel anything......

Only the boundless darkness struck in an instant.

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