Bell, bell, bell

A bell rang slowly, and I don't know where it came from.

Garon scurried through the dark passageway, the road in front of him rapidly receding, and the bones on the ground were crushed by a single kick. The corners of the walls around the bend are wiped off some of the chalted lime.

Without pause, he hurried along the increasingly sloping passage.

Syllable.

The boots stopped, and Nightmare helped Andlera to look back.

In the dim sunlight, the surface of the huge black stone statue seemed to be coated with a golden-red halo.

A heavy bell rang down from the top of the statue.

"It's spectacular. Nightmare muttered, "Garon, don't die"

On the beach, Westman's black-breasted general waited for the rapidly approaching warship, and the same head as Elizar the Witcher looked back at the towering black boulder figures on the island.

There were only a dozen or so witchers left, and Westman's soldiers were numbered.

"Zuihou's scramble, I didn't expect the twilight bells to ring, it's really a battle worth looking forward to. The general's eyes showed emotion. "It's a pity that those two fools can't hear anymore. I've long said that being like them will lead to a short life, but unfortunately no one listens to me. ”

Elizar stroked the remaining scar on her face, the one left from the scuffle.

"The glorious power is dead, General Meiluo, aren't you sad at all?"

"It's good to be dead, it just so happens that my family is the only one, and I'll annex the two big families when I go back!hehe!!" The black-breasted general suddenly became happy. Suddenly, he saw a rapidly approaching warship.

"Hey!!"

He rushed over and waved loudly.

"I'm here!!Cute little Sally!!"

Northern Regions

Between the bloody piles of corpses, the spear Marr supported the Arctic King.

"Da stunned, are you alright?" he slapped the Arctic King twice.

The latter slowly opened his eyes in a daze.

"Not dead yet"

"The main force is just different. Sure enough, the skin is thick," Mal sighed. When besieging the Immortal Palace Immortal Fran just now, it was this Arctic King who rushed the fastest, and of course he was the most seriously injured.

But he is worthy of being called a polar bear, and his physique is so strong that he is almost human. was hit four times by Xian Fran in the front, and he was still able to speak normally.

The distant sound of the bell came down from high in the sky.

"It's the twilight bells, and the battle for zuihou begins. Go and see?" Mal looked up at the top of the massive black stone statue.

"I can't do it, that guy is too perverted, and he went there to find death. The Arctic King snorted and replied weakly.

"It's fine. There's a pervert over there in the South, too. We don't have to think about the black smoke bottle, but no matter how much we can't let the people of Asgard pick it up. Marr said quietly.

"It's okay, hum, the one who hit my three-day North Pole needle. No one will survive for three days!" the Arctic King sneered.

"The people of Asgard are not ordinary people. Marr stressed.

"Well, but I promise they don't have the strength to trouble us right now, otherwise we would still be able to stand here safely?" said the Arctic King. "I said you better stay and wait for the people they rescued to pick you up. What a mess. ”

Marr shook his head.

"I have a reason to go"

"That's up to you. The Arctic King snorted twice. Sit down alone to the side and rest, and begin to check the injury. "By the way, sister-in-law is okay now? If you go and lose your life, I'll covet my sister-in-law for a long time, you know. In the future, don't blame me for not talking about brotherhood. ”

Marr had a black line on his face.

"I said that if you don't help, forget it, how can you take advantage of people's danger?"

"Anyway, I don't care, you go quickly, don't forget to snort before you die, I'll pick up my sister-in-law right away." The Arctic King didn't bother to pay attention to him.

Mal medicated the wound on his shoulder. Tie a few loops with the prepared haode bandage, contract the muscles and close the wound. Fine beads of sweat already covered on his forehead. Seeing the Arctic King alone and closing his eyes to recuperate. He shook his head speechlessly. Quietly turned, jumped into the dark underground passage, and soon disappeared into the darkness.

The Arctic King waited for a moment without a sound, then opened his eyes to look.

"I really went. Hey, I said you're really tired of it, huh?" he hesitated and gritted his teeth as he looked back at the direction of the stone forest, where a faint sound was approaching.

"Rub it, you dead ghost! Kill me!"

He jumped into the dark passage and sank into the darkness a few times.

The mother of the fire sparrow leaned against the stone statue and quietly looked at the shriveled old man in front of her, dressed in pitch black.

"That guy ran away?"

The old man nodded. "I was hit by the North Pole needle for three days, and I was slapped by that guy. However, he was also stabbed by a sword from Xian Fran, and his injuries were no less severe than mine. He hunched slightly, and there was a hideous sword wound in his lower abdomen, which was still dripping blood.

Mother Firefinch looked up at the top of the huge stone statue.

"Cinflan has gone up, that guy should still be hiding, waiting for his chance. I'm going back, what are you going to do?"

The old man was slightly surprised. "Aren't you going up up to help?"

Mother Firefinch shook her head.

"No, there's no need anymore. ”

The old man seemed to think of something, and his face changed. "I'm with you. ”

Mother Firefinch turned around and walked towards the outside of the stone forest, where he had been standing, there was a pool of black and red blood.

The old man in black followed.

At the top of the stone statue, Xian Fran's slender figure faintly exuded a strange beauty, and he carried a red long sword upside down, quietly looking at Garon who rushed up diagonally.

Along the stone steps of the passage, Garon gradually slowed down, looking up at Cinveran at the entrance of the passage.

This man, who has been entangled with him from the very beginning, is now dressed in a pitch-black silk robe, pale skin, and pitch-black silk robe, forming a stark and dazzling contrast.

The wind was blowing constantly. Cinveran's black hair fluttered long to the left, and his black robe made a rattling of the wind.

"Garon"

He raised his right hand flat and spread it out. A simple book necklace lay quietly in the palm of his hand.

"The stars of the eternal night are still on you, aren't they?"

Garon stood still, his hand clutching the necklace he was wearing on his chest.

"I remember you took it from me in the first place?"

"It's not the necklace that I've taken, it's something else," Cinflan turned to move out of the way of the passage and walked to the edge of the platform. The wind blew his long silky hair flying.

Garon slowly walked out of the passage, which was built inside the stone statue and climbed diagonally to the top of the stone statue's head. The exit is in the platform overhead.

At the top of the huge black stone statue, in the middle of the platform, Xianflan and Garon stood more than ten meters apart.

The entire black platform is hundreds of meters in diameter. It is oval in shape and surrounded by black stone guardrails, some of which have broken and fallen. on the ground, on the walls. ceiling. Everywhere there are fine engraved words and symbols. It is as if the breath of another civilization that is completely unfamiliar is recorded.

The distant chimes kept coming from overhead, heavy and quaint, with a faint echo.

The dim sunlight slanted in and fell at the feet of the two of them, illuminating the entire gap between the platforms in a golden red.

Garon stared at Cinveran's back, circled him to the guardrail, and looked down.

Under the guardrail, a large white cloud ring resembles a white wreath. Slowly rotating around the stone statue. Below the gap between the cloud rings, some small black dots are boarding the sea ships on the edge of the islands one by one. Some of the ships are already leaving. Some are approaching.

A white cloud floated in front of Garon, and he reached out and gently grabbed it.

The clouds actually stopped around the back of his hand, like a white translucent ribbon.

Garon's fingers are like petals when a flower blooms, rotating naturally, gently and delicately, without a trace of rigidity. Unexpectedly, the clouds could not float away at all.

"Beihua Cloud Catcher. ”

Garon flicked his fingers and snorted!

The white cloud turned into a white silk thread and shot straight at the fairy flann. Silently.

The white line shot a meter in front of Xian Fran and came to a sudden pause. It's as if you've hit an invisible wall. It suddenly exploded into fine white dots, disappeared and dispersed.

"I remember the last time I saw you, you were nowhere near that point. Cinflan had a strange smile on his face. "Do you hear the bell overhead? it's the Twilight Bell, the first phase that symbolizes the opening of the black chimney. ”

"Phase 1?" Garon squinted at him, waiting for his next step.

"Yes, there are two phases of the black smoke bottle. Xianflan held the guardrail with a hint of memory in his eyes. "The last time the black smoke bottle was turned on, I heard the twilight bell. And the second stage, in fact, has already begun. From the moment we entered here, it began. ”

"Oh?"

The surface of Galleon's skin slowly glows with a layer of white gold.

"That is, there is only one living person left here. Xianflan smiled and slowly waved the elf sword in his hand.

Garon grabbed it with his right palm, absorbing the wisps of white cloud energy around him.

The white clouds were like white lines, and thousands of streams converged, condensing from all directions to his palm. A ball of white clouds converged in his palm.

"In terms of martial arts, apart from you and me, who else in the world can be stronger than us? He walked slowly towards Xianflan, and every step seemed to have a sense of domineering dragon and tiger. There was no sound, but it seemed that the entire stone statue ground was shaking slightly.

"Nothing to do with black chimneys. In fact, we have been waiting for this battle for a long time. Xian Fran raised his long sword horizontally, and his fingers lightly touched the sword body, and the entire sword body slowly bloomed with a blood-red red light.

With a slight wave, a red line slowly floated out, silently cutting off the guardrail on the right.

"Let's get started, right here, and get everything done. ”

The tip of the Elven Sword is slanted down, pointing towards the ground.

"Nothing to do with black chimneys. ”

Garon raised his palm and pushed forward!!

Bang!!!!

The sky suddenly exploded with a muffled thunder.

In the gap at the top of the stone statue, a large cloud of white qi and red light exploded, forming a circle of red and white rings, which slowly dispersed.

An inexplicable aura emanated from the top of the stone statue. This breath is transparent and invisible, reaching straight into the sky.

The sky quickly darkened, and countless dark clouds gathered, thicker and darker. The entire island began to shake slowly, and the rubble on the ground trembled and jumped rapidly. A large amount of smoke diffused from the cracks in the ground, forming a large white cloud that submerged the entire huge stone statue in it. (To be continued......)