"Your Highness!" Shaklin exclaimed as soon as he saw Diarlandor lying on the platform, he rushed up and turned the man over, and when he saw the wound in his chest, his heart immediately cooled. Diarrando slapped his hand on his face with great difficulty, and said weakly, "What are you crying about, I'm not dead yet! That damn Thousand Worm Man, it's so despicable! Damn, it hurts!"

Fayer looked nervously at the glowing altar, grabbed Deirlando's hand and said, "Let's go, this place is about to complete the activation, and then this place will turn into a pure energy vortex." ”

"How to destroy!" Deirlandor grabbed Fayer's hand violently, preventing him from burning the short-distance teleportation scroll, the purpose of his coming here was to destroy this soul furnace, although he was stupid and fell into the trap at the moment, but as long as there is still a breath, the first thing to do is to deal with this harmful thing.

Fair pointed to Reseth, who was frantically attacking the Soul Forge and said, "Let's see if your dragon can break up these metal castings." The reason why the scattered parts can be fused together so perfectly is because of the magic adhesion carried out by the magic liquid, and the time is so rushed, they are completed in a hurry, and there should be places that have not had time to completely solidify. Anyway, you can't help like this, let's get out of here!"

Fortunately, as a symbiote of the dragon, his vitality far exceeds that of other creatures, and his wounds are gradually healing. Diarrando barely stood up with Shakolin's support. Because of the injury, the dragon part of his body is particularly active, and Shili has completely switched to dragon mode. The entire huge platform gradually became transparent, and countless fine energy threads flowed at high speed throughout the triangular pyramid-shaped platform.

Because of Reseth's impact, those energy lines vibrated and were constantly interrupted by the original pulsating rhythm. Dearrando suddenly realized that there was a place in the upper right corner where the circuit was disconnected, like a dark spot in a large candle that had been extinguished in a several.

"There's a gap there!" Diarrando staggered in the direction he saw, but Fair had no choice but to signal Shakoli to help him follow in his footsteps. Sure enough, a crack on the ground that was just over an inch above the ground appeared and disappeared with the impact of Reses,

Dearlando struggled to summon the magic sword, but the magic seemed to leak through the hole in his chest, and he couldn't gather it completely.

Fayer hurriedly pulled out the bronze bone staff and thrust the sharp part into the gap. The metal made a screeching sound against the metal, and the bone staff was almost broken, unable to penetrate through such a narrow crack.

"Dagger ......" Diarlando looked at the dagger that was still in Tata's hand not far away, because the holder was burned to the ground, and the magical dagger lay on the ground unharmed.

The mage rushed over and was about to pick it up, but a dark shadow swept by, and Hurley slammed into front of the dagger. With a playful smile, Hurley raised his foot and stepped on the dagger, he taunted Diarlando: "My stupid cousin, I'm so old and crying and crying for my mother~ Hehehe, didn't you say you were going to hack me to death, come on, cut it~"

Fayle unceremoniously slashed at several Wind Blades in quick succession, the sharp air blades leaving a terrible hole in Khray's clothes, but not even his skin. Herre swung his sword back, and Fayl hurriedly erected the Wall of Wind in the hope of blocking the attack. As a mage, fighting hard-fought with this kind of magic warrior is doomed to suffer, but for now, he can only bite the bullet.

A spear leapt past Fayer and blocked Hray's blow, and it turned out that it was Shakorin who had put down Dirlando and came to stop Hray's attack. Shacorin himself is also a totem knight who is known for his speed and defense, and his eyes are red now, and he really entangled Heray by attacking all the way.

Fair wanted to take the opportunity to pick up the dagger, but Hray deliberately circled around the dagger to prevent the mage from getting closer. Sensing his intentions, Shaklin began to snatch the dagger, and even if he couldn't get it, he could kick it out or pull it out.

After such a long time, there were some people around one after another, who climbed up with the help of scaffolding, and these people did not have the whites of their eyes, and the whole was pitch black, and they knew at a glance that they were controlled by Fei Kairen.

Diarrando saw Anado in the crowd, who was the presiding priest of the original Golden Dome Palace, a very prestigious law enforcement priest in his sixties. When he came up, he numbly raised his staff and began to chant a spell at Shaklin.

"Fayir, protect ......" Dearlando clutched his chest and stumbled in the direction of Shaklin. Alerted, the mage immediately burned the scroll of silence to the chanting priest. Another cleric beside Anador raised his hand and opened a wall of holy light, reflecting Fayir's spell. Fayle had to unleash a few distractions in a row before he could barely interrupt their attack on Shaklin.

With a snap, in the fierce grappling, Hurley and Shakkorin's feet kicked the dagger at the same time, and the sharp dagger spun and flew up, actually flying towards the priests who were controlled by Feckelen.

Diarlando chased in that direction in frustration, but knew in his heart that the chances of being able to grab it were not high. At this moment, a strange phenomenon occurred, and several priests who had climbed up from the edge suddenly fell to the ground with a muffled grunt. When everyone fell, a short, thin figure was revealed.

"Dan!" Diarrando endured the pain and ran in that direction as fast as he could. The man shook the blood from the pitch-black meniscus dagger and thrust the knives back into the scabbards behind his waist. The sudden appearance of a helping hand is none other than one of the five dragon singer candidates in the circus - Dan from the Dark Banner of the Last Tribute.

His ordinary face was unwavering, and his eyes that could not see the traces of time looked at the young dragon that was frantically slamming into the platform, and then at the juggling Heray, Shakorin, and Fayle, and Zuihou stopped his gaze on the dagger on the ground.

Dan stepped lightly over the corpses of the priests, took two steps forward, and deliberately picked up the dagger before Deirlandor. After admiring the dagger playfully, he looked at Dierlando's face covered with cold sweat and said, "Good knife, it seems to be from the ancient craft of our country." ”

Resaceth was still pounding hard against the altar, a third of which had turned crimson. The more marginal places where the people were now standing began to redden. Although Shaklin had the help of Fayle, he was also defeated, and his body had been burned in several places by Heray's lightning, and his whole body was emitted with shocking black smoke.

Diarlando clenched the wound and stretched out his hand as he gasped: "Can you give it to me?" or you go and insert that gap and destroy this soul furnace under our feet, this thing you and I can't use, it will only harm people......"

Dan showed a cold smile and admired Deerlando's embarrassment with interest, but Zuihou still held the tip of the knife in his hand and handed the dagger to Deirlando: "Dragon singer, remember, now you owe me a favor." Then he backhanded out two pitch-black daggers pinned behind him and charged in the direction of Heret.

Dearlando felt as if he was in a dream, but he didn't expect Dan to return the dagger so easily. It wasn't clear how much Dan had seen, but he should be able to guess how much the weapon was worth.

But I can't do so much at the moment, and the most important thing is to get what I need to do as soon as possible. Weak footsteps like stepping on cotton, Diarlando clenched the dagger and slapped his face twice to find the gap just now.

As time passed, the gap continued to shrink, and by the time Dearlando found it again, it had shrunk to the width of a finger. Diarlando knelt down at the edge of the gap and thrust the dagger into the slit that was barely discernible to the naked eye.

The surging magic resisted the dagger, and it was even more difficult than slicing through the dragon gold. With all the strength of the milk pressed against the dagger, Deirlandor felt his arm tremble from the exertion, and the wound in his chest that had just healed seemed to break open again. The pain did not discourage the fighting spirit, but only aroused the potential, and the dagger crunched with a piercing sound against the metal, as if it was about to be overwhelmed and broken.

Then, with a bang, the dagger sank completely into the altar, and a crack that glowed red instantly extended from the gap to the place where Resis struck. The gap grew wider, and the edges of the metal components that had been perfectly fused together began to appear, and they fell apart with the young dragon's attack.

"No!" Herre, who was dragged by the three men, let out a roar that was not at all his own, and at the same time as his roar erupted, the half-finished white dragon under the Mirror Lake. This counterfeit, which looked very similar to the Starlight Dragon, rushed out of the water with a bang, and the water splashed with it, almost draining half of the mirror lake.

The body length of the fake white dragon was about 500 feet, and as soon as the water came out, it sprayed a high-pressure column of water on the altar. Unguarded, the four men who fought together were immediately rushed off the altar and fell into the surrounding woods in exclamation.

Reeth unceremoniously spewed a pillar of fire, intercepting the flow of water rushing towards Deirlando. Fire and water blended, and suddenly steam filled the air. Reflected by the red light inside the soul furnace, a blood-red cloud of smoke floated above the Golden Dome Palace, and under the light of the sun, half of the mountain looked like it was covered with a layer of blood light.