1. "With the eyes of stars, Li Man is staring at this filthy land in the dark night."
"War Mountains", the highest peaks were filled with people.
This is the highest point of Xingli Continent, the peak closest to the sky, and also the critical holy place most likely to touch the heavenly realm, symbolizing nobility and supreme honor. Although there is mist at night, it is not a big deal.
The golden magic crystal radiated brilliance, illuminating the single peak as bright as day.
Each wine table is scattered on the flat ground at different heights in the mountain, connected by paths, and the levels are clearly defined;
The topmost peak was leveled, paved with gold bricks, and a majestic throne was placed. Guests arrived one after another, whether they were familiar with each other or met for the first time, and they all started chatting with each other.
Tonight, the king will host a feast for the heroes here.
Crystallizer Yog Huckleberry arrived at the banquet. Looking around, he found that he was not the last one.
More than half of the silver guest seats have not yet waited for the corresponding owner to come and take a seat.
Wang Yi has not shown up yet. It seems that just as the intelligence said, the start of the banquet is marked by the moon rising to its highest point in the night sky.
He couldn't help but shiver and complained in a low voice: "Is it so cold tonight?"
Augusten, the king who governs the Xingli Continent, extended a golden olive branch as the most precious invitation to a banquet for the most famous heroes and brave men from all walks of life and professions, a total of more than a hundred people.
Even apart from their fame, they are definitely masters who stand at the pinnacle of various professions based on their martial arts skills.
In view of the king's power on the continent, these people are naturally proud to be awarded the title of "hero" by the most powerful king;
Although the warriors in the neutral camp of the mainland did not care about honor, they did not dare to refuse it intentionally. So, two moments later, the one hundred and twenty-eight guest seats were all occupied.
"The strongest crystallizer in the continent - Yog Huckleberry..." A man's steady voice sounded from behind, "You are welcome."
Yug looked back and nodded. Face to face was the unique Paladin.
(The kin knights under the throne, the hero who only obeys the king’s orders, is called Belmond, so it’s him.)
Yug was right. Since the king, the host of the banquet, has not yet arrived, Bemond was ordered to serve as the host temporarily, greeting the guests one by one on behalf of the king, and performing the courtesy of the host.
"It is appropriate to call you the "glazed glass of death"..." Bemond was polite and full of praise. "As the most powerful hero in this profession, you deserve to receive this title given by the king and different from others." The most unique honorific title for a crystallizer. "
"Thank you, the king, for giving me such a supreme title."
Yogurt lowered his eyes to show humility.
At this time, he quietly noticed the armor of Paladin Belmond.
Under the bright lights, gold and silver shine together, exuding a holy breath of light that cannot be approached by any magic power.
So he boldly imagined that if he had a duel with him, it was very likely that his magic skills would not be able to harm a hair on his head.
(He is worthy of being the strongest paladin under the throne, and his whole body has been blessed by the king’s honor magic.)
Yug put aside his unnecessary thoughts and looked up at the sky, where the bright moon was full. At this moment, the banquet was supposed to begin, but the king still didn't show up.
It seems that the other guests have also noticed this and do not dare to make any commotion on the surface, but they must also have doubts in their hearts.
"With all due respect, when can the banquet start... Oh, I don't mean that I'm in a hurry..."
Belmond showed a polite smile and responded calmly: "Some heroes are not so punctual, so the king temporarily decided to wait until the last hero showed up before starting the banquet."
Yuge looked around and saw that the seats were already packed.
So he asked out of curiosity: "Aren't all one hundred and twenty-eight people here? Why..."
"There is also the one hundred and twenty-ninth hero who will definitely come without an invitation... If you have heard about the details of the first banquet seven years ago, you should know something about it."
Belmond smiled meaningfully.
He was so vague. This must have been arranged for this banquet?
I spent a few seconds looking back at the first "Feast of Heroes" in the past.
Although Yug was not qualified to attend at the time, his master was present and witnessed the entire process. He had heard about this from his master.
"I see. Isn't he... already dead? With such serious injuries, he must be dead or disabled." Yuge put on a puzzled expression.
"It's hard to say. Maybe his arrival is just the appetizer the king prepared for us before the banquet, maybe it's a good show to add to the fun during the banquet, or maybe it's a sideshow after the banquet."
After Belmond said goodbye to Yug, he continued to greet the next guest.
"It would be strange if he doesn't come." Yuge thought silently and raised the corners of his mouth.
2. "I actually invited you here? Should I say that the king got the wrong person, or that you actually came uninvited?"
The woman, wearing an exotic night-walking outfit and a felt hat with a face as pale as snow, pointed coldly at the old acquaintance in front of her and kept mocking her.
Of course, they are indeed very familiar with each other. They have exchanged curses on the battlefield of conflicts of interest no less than ten times and have met each other in battle no less than a hundred times.
However, if you really want to call it an "acquaintance"...if the creature in front of you - a half-humanoid creature shaped like a lump of mud that is melting under high temperature, can be considered a human being.
The evil stench emanating from "The Familiar" is as disgusting as ever.
If this wasn't the king's banquet, the woman really wanted to draw her sword and fight it again.
"Hehehe..." The monster in the shape of a molten clay man spit out a string of strange smiles from its twisted round mouth.
"'Filthy Spirit' - can you be considered a 'hero' like this?" Then who am I? "The woman in exotic clothes was unhappy until the monster in front of her, which was viciously called the "filthy spirit", spoke in human language.
"The title "anti-hero" given to us by the king exactly represents our stance. And I think, Night Owl, as a female assassin, your work and fame are really beyond your reach! Logically speaking, you should also be included in the "anti-hero" category, just like me. "
The female assassin known as "Night Cat" felt that having her name spit out from the mouth of this disgusting creature and being compared with it was simply an insult to everything about herself. She was even more embarrassed by its sarcastic words, so Uncomfortably, he spat out towards the mountain.
By the way, she had secretly drawn the dagger. Whether it was an assassination or a head-on attack, she was prepared.
"Hehehe... little girl... you will be my prey sooner or later... my tentacles have been impatient for a long time..."
Night Owl got goosebumps all over his body, stood up and shouted: "Fart you!"
After saying that, magic breath suddenly burst out from her body, alarming the nearby guests who were talking to each other. No one dared to make trouble at the king's feet, and the guests were all curious about what was going on.
Some people even thought it was someone showing up "uninvited".
Although everyone had different ideas, they all became vigilant and ready to fight at any time.
The night owl's demonic breath ignited angrily, and the foul spirit responded with an evil smile. Just when the fierce battle was about to start, a whirlwind of unknown origin blew away the angry flames as soon as possible.
Then came another shuddering pressure.
Something strange appeared in the sky outside the cliff, and a figure carrying a giant sword stepped out of the void.
If you look closely, you will see that this man is wearing a brown cloak that is blowing in the wind, and has long bright red hair. He is extremely handsome, and his eyes are sharp. At the same time, the devil's aura is also very strong. This alone shows that this man is definitely not an unknown person.
"You two, please stop it when it's enough. This is the king's feast, and you won't be allowed to fight."
He doesn't look like a knight who is in alliance with Belmond, but he is different from the rest of the people who like to watch disputes. The brown-robed swordsman persuaded the two men to surrender their weapons on behalf of the king.
"Tch." Due to the reputation and strength of the hero in front of him, Night Owl had no choice but to give up, put away his anger, and sat back down.
The red-haired man who appeared was the most famous wandering giant sword master on the continent. No one knew his name or origin, but according to various anecdotes, everyone called him the "Midnight Slayer".
Therefore, although the name is unknown, it does not hinder his fame. Over time, this title has become a frightening symbol.
The foul spirit itself has no interest in fighting, and it does not like to use weapons against this man. Then it turned into a gust of dark wind and floated to another corner of the banquet hall where there were few people, leaving only a string of strange smiles.
Night Owl calmed down a lot, and without using any polite words, he changed the subject and asked the man: "Are you the last hero to arrive at the banquet venue?"
"Theoretically yes, because I have an invitation."
The Midnight Slayer handed the golden olive branch to the knight who came to receive him, and gave him the simplest greeting.
After finishing all this, he continued to turn back to Night Owl and said: "But, in fact, I am not the last person at this banquet. The so-called last person, he does not have an invitation letter."
"Who is that? It seems that many people are talking about him." Night Owl was curious and looked around while thinking.
From the moment she arrived at the banquet venue, she heard whispers around her, most of them talking about the "guest without an invitation."
"Although you are very interesting and devoted when thinking about things. But I have to kindly remind you - don't be in a daze all the time, be vigilant at all times, and don't know if you are killed at the banquet.
If this is the case - your death is not a loss, but the biggest loss will be the reputation of everyone in the "female assassin" profession. "
"Are you kidding? Tonight is the king's feast of heroes, and it is not the battlefield where the king conquers his enemies. How can there be "killing"? "
When she heard that this banquet was not a "battlefield", the Midnight Slayer laughed at her naivety, as everything under the kingdom was a battlefield.
"Because that man, the king's enemy, will also be "present" at tonight's feast. Although he doesn't have an invitation letter in his hand, he will definitely come. There was a treasure here that he had to try to get. "
When he mentioned this person, the eyes of "Midnight Slayer" forced a hint of killing intent.
"Huh? Brother, you know a lot, so can you tell me the origin of that "enemy of the king"? "
The Midnight Slayer visually inspected the female assassin. She was very young.
If her face wasn't pale and bloodless, and she took off the assassin's night clothes that tightly wrapped herself, she must be a beauty. "Okay, okay, but I have a condition. You have to stay with me for the night after the banquet."
"No problem, my dagger "Cat's Fang" will stay on your wound and stay with you all night long. "
"Midnight Killer" took a bite of bitter soup and stopped joking. This female assassin has a weird temper. Sometimes she is so calm that it makes people shiver, and sometimes she is so excited that she loses her professional dignity. It seems that she is not a simple person, so it is better not to mess with her.
The "Feast of Heroes" held seven years ago was the first banquet.
After "Sun King" Augusten ruled this continent, he renamed it "Xingli Continent" and called this period the "Era of Heroes".
Most of the warriors showed their surrender to the king.
There was only one unruly swordsman, the most famous ice demon swordsman in the mainland, who refused to be loyal.
The first feast was specially held by the king for this disobedient person, with the purpose of persuading him to surrender with kind words or even using force to make him submit to the throne.
"Why does the king care so much about him? There is no shortage of ice masters on the mainland."
"It's difficult for us to guess what the king means, but if that guy were here today, he would definitely not lose to any of us. Also, the king had previously revealed, "He has mysterious power and is indispensable. ""
The man attended the banquet with his female companions, but still refused to surrender to the king. He was indifferent to the king's generous conditions such as titles and rewards, and even attempted to confront the king.
After a bloody duel—certainly a very bloody one for the man—the king spared the man's life, killed his companion, and sealed his soul into an emerald gem as a token of his gratitude. Chip threat.
Until that moment, he still refused to give in as he was dying. Finally, the man fell to the bottom of the cliff holding his sword, his life or death unknown.
That person might not be dead yet, or he might be dead. After seven years, whether he will appear again tonight is the biggest mystery of this banquet and the most anticipated event.
If he had not died in the duel with the king back then, then today, he would definitely come because of something, and he would even do whatever it took to win it.
"Who is that person...? What will he try to take away?"
"He was considered a hero in the past. He was famous in the mainland for killing demon kings."
"Brother, you are so nice! Just tell me his name."
"It's called "Philsa of Extreme Ice." "
Night Owl fell into deep thought again.
"Beauty, let me give you another piece of information. In the hands of that guy, the thing that can attract the king's attention is called "Extreme Ice Demon Pattern". "
After saying that, Mr. Swordsman took a sip of wine to warm up. "It seems a bit cold tonight, and a bit of mist is starting to gather. But fortunately, it will not affect the banquet."
3
"Be careful. The road ahead is not very smooth."
Jie Lu ꔷ Snow - the blond girl with a knife walked in front, reminding her in a low voice while holding her companion's hand and walking through the dark jungle.
The color of the night blends into the girl's outfit.
"I understand. To be honest, I have long been used to it. You don't need to worry about me."
The young man's companion pointed to the blindfold covering his face and smiled half wryly.
He didn't wear it just to be cool or for any other reason.
The blindfold is not so much about covering the eyes as it is about covering the ugly wounds on the eyes.
The girl stopped involuntarily and grabbed her companion's hand. Both of them put on gloves, and even though they were separated by two layers of cotton, they could still feel some warmth.
Seven years ago, Filsa escaped from a feast of heroes with serious injuries. Unfortunately, his eyes were injured by a poisonous sword and he lost his vision.
Although he has become accustomed to days without light, and his swordsmanship has become more refined for this purpose...but he still cannot see the faces of his companions, nor can he see the colors of the world's scenery.
The fate that turned around halfway destined him to be in darkness forever.
After a while, the girl regained her mood and continued moving forward.
"There is a very high mountain ahead. There is the light of a magic crystal lamp on the top of the mountain, and there is a magic breath, as if there is someone there. It should be up here, right?"
Filsa nodded wordlessly, let go of his hand, and walked to stand side by side with the girl.
"How are you going to go up? There must be many soldiers guarding the road to the top of the mountain, right? And the people attending the banquet are all well-known strong men in the mainland. Once there is a confrontation..."
The girl confessed her worries to him.
It was impossible to persuade him to give up, so I had to tell him to be more vigilant.
In fact, she told a companion who was five or six years older than her that such a situation was always a bit delicate, but since there was no one around and the situation was urgent, it didn't matter much. Filsa just moved the corners of his mouth and squeezed out a faint smile.
"It doesn't matter. I'll try to stay alive until I grab that thing."
"Then...how do you plan to escape?"
He didn't answer.
The girl panicked, "Did you only plan to grab that thing, but never thought about how to escape?"
"If that's the case, I'll leave it to you then."
He then felt more at ease, joking lightly to ease the tension between himself and his companions. He put his palm against her cheek, and the warm touch penetrated through the white cotton gloves and reached his palm.
Although the distance between the two is very close, they are always separated by such a small distance.
"A quarter of an hour. If I don't see you back after a quarter of an hour, I will go to rescue you immediately. No matter what, I will rush forward."
If he could see it, he should be able to feel the girl's determination even more. He vaguely remembered that her pupils should be the same color as ruby, which was not common on the mainland.
Faced with this somewhat reckless yet resolute decision, Filsa pondered for a while and nodded in agreement. "That's enough. No more."
Seeing how confident he was, the girl felt relieved on the one hand, but regretted that she couldn't do much to help him on the other.
"Do you have any ideas for winning?"
"Yes. In fact, after the injury is healed, I have wanted to show you this for a long time." Filsa took off his left glove, and there was a magic mark engraved on the back of his hand, glowing with light.
"This is my family's magic pattern, which can bring the element of "ice" to its limit. Ah, just saying that doesn’t seem to be anything surprising.
In fact, even I don't understand it well enough. In short, even though my winning rate against Augusten is extremely low, I will never lose. "
The girl nodded and added "Yeah". She watched silently as her companion recited the spell.
"The emblem is rising."
In an instant, the brightness of the magic pattern changed from blazing light to aurora, igniting the magic power in the body.
White light quickly enveloped the owner's body.
Immediately, his whole body turned into a pale meteor, spraying out devilish breath, leaping from the ground and flying towards the target.
Jie Lu and Snow began to wait for a long quarter of an hour.
Before his return, all he could do was pray.
5
Golden light shines everywhere.
The solemn brilliance swept every corner of the mountain with its burning breath.
The cold mist that had quietly gathered was dispersed.
Then, there were thunder and lightning in the night sky. A pair of unicorns with blue and white stripes stepped on thunder and lightning with majestic power, pulling a golden carriage to the holy place where the banquet was held.
Huaguang materialized, paving a staircase extending from the carriage exit to the highest point of the banquet venue. The host of the banquet appeared from the magnificent carriage.
The whole place was silent, and everyone paid attention.
At this moment in the night, the peak of the mountain is enjoying the scorching sun. The scorching sun is a symbol of the king's immortality.
"The king who rules all the warriors on the continent..."
"The saint closest to God..."
"The hero of the scorching sun that cuts through the starry night sky..."
"The Sun King..."
The heroes murmured one after another, chanting various names of the host of the banquet.
Paladin Belmond knelt down to his master.
After receiving the exemption, he announced to all those attending the banquet: "Our host has arrived. The feast of the renewed heroes has officially begun. Please enjoy the victory dance of the dancers while enjoying the delicious food and wine."
The cheers of the heroes filled the sky.
The king ascended to the highest seat at the banquet and looked down at the heroes.
A group of dancers poured in from an entrance and gathered on the flat dance floor at the lowest point of the venue.
This is the only location on site where anyone can clearly watch the performance.
After a moment of silence like petals falling to the ground, they began to dance for the heroes.
The dancing and gorgeous dance clothes are like flying dandelions, spreading and gathering; rising and falling;
Every dance movement hits the hot spot, and the gauze clothes and the women's bodies are inseparable and full of magic, arousing the desire in the viewer's heart;
Their grace brings about ever-changing scenery, the illusion of the changing seasons, and the illusion of fleeting stars. The only thing that remains unchanged is the fascination with which the heroes watch this magical dance.
This exotic dance of victory congratulates the King of Heroes for his eternal life and his early unification of the world, so that all humans on this planet can support one king.
The dancer won applause from the crowd and another loud cheer.
"These twelve most beautiful dancers in the continent are the gifts I will give to the heroes today!"
A burst of men's screams erupted throughout the feast. Some heroes who had almost lost their minds had already rushed forward.
Like a pirate snatching the treasure in front of him, he picked it up and carried it as his own, regardless of the Maiden girls' screams and begging for mercy.
Some people could no longer hold back their inner impulses, tearing off their loose dance clothes on the spot and starting their bestial crusade.
The last dancer, ignoring the swarming heroes, walked out of the chaotic crowd and gradually approached the throne.
She, like the other dancers, comes from a foreign land;
Her face looks no older than eighteen, and she is outstandingly beautiful. As she climbed up the rugged stone staircase, the guests at the banquet were stunned and forgot to stop her;
He took off his gauze and threw it aside, until he was left with a naked and spotless body. He looked at the strongest hero in front of him with loving eyes, "King... please let me accompany you." Around..."
The desire of a beautiful woman to accompany you has existed since ancient times.
The king stepped down from his seat. She was delighted, eager for the king's favor, and opened her hands.
Wang lifted her chin, then gently touched the outline of her face, looking down, "What's your name?"
"Hua Yan."
What a profound and beautiful name in the east of the mainland.
Wang stared at the beauty in front of him for a while, and praised: "You are indeed the most outstanding dancer in the continent today, and you are also the most stunningly beautiful beauty - if you don't count the past."
After hearing the last part of the king's words, the joy on the girl's face stopped for a moment, and a trace of surprise and disappointment flashed across her face.
Then the king lost interest in her, so he turned his back on the willing dancer and strode back to the throne.
"heroes--"
Wang's loud shout almost penetrated the eardrums, causing all the movements of everyone present to stop.
Thousands of madness all stopped at the moment when the king's shout fell.
"Next, I will show the heroes the most perfect treasure that has shone from the past to the present! Her existence is more valuable than anything called a treasure now!"
"It's finally coming." "Death Glass" Yug, who had been leaning in an unknown corner of the banquet, had neither stepped forward to snatch the beauty nor tasted the delicious food and wine, but was waiting silently for the "treasure" to appear. timing.
"The reappearance of 'her' will definitely make Philza appear. No matter how secretive you are, sooner or later you will show up! "
Paladin Belmond, who was standing by the throne at all times, concluded this.
If Firza wants to assassinate the king then, the heavy responsibility of protecting the king will fall on him.
This time, I will never let go of the evil thief who wants to harm the king. Belmond secretly swore this to the sword.
The Midnight Slayer stared closely at the aloof king and smiled meaningfully.
What is the intention of this giant sword master?
Craving a fight? Hungry for loot? Or long for women? Or is he longing for the most precious treasure in the king's hands?
Night owls are very relaxed on the surface, but on the inside they are very alert to their surroundings.
But when she saw the men around her looking in the same direction, with weird smiles on their faces, as a woman, she vaguely guessed something. The jealousy on her face was not fake.
The king raised the emerald stone in his palm and chanted the spell to release the seal. The gem emits light so dazzling that no one can see the gem itself.
Then, traces of cyan mist, with white light, slowly leaked out from the edges and corners of the emerald stone, weaving into a vague phantom in mid-air.
When the phantom was woven into shape by the magic light, the heroes were stunned, and their eyes focused on the place glowing with emerald light.
At this moment, even time seemed to stand still.
Reflected in the emerald light was the virgin body of a red-haired girl, uncovered and pure white, with only her limbs bound by glowing chains.
Her body has died, and all that remains is her soul. That's why it appears so clean, without a trace of dirt. The eyes on the soul body's face were tightly closed, with only half a breath of life left.
"This is the soul of the "enchantress" captured from the legendary swordsman during the first feast of heroes seven years ago! "
Such a pure and flawless beauty was actually called "Enchantress" by the king.
I'm afraid only a few people here know the details.
All the flowers, gems, and pearls present were dimmed by the light of the "treasure" being displayed, and they were all inferior to it.
No matter how beautiful the dancers are, they are just the petals used by the king to set off the blooming flower - everyone can't help but think so.
That's right, the unobstructed and flawless soul glowing with emerald glory in front of you is the most dazzling treasure.
So the heroes shouted and went crazy for it, kicked the women away from their feet, took away the gifts on the table, and discarded everything not worth mentioning, including pearls, gems, flowers, gold and silver, etc.
"At this time...Firsa should appear soon..." To prevent others from accidentally injuring him in the upcoming chaos, Night Owl had already pulled out the dagger and hid it in his sleeve.
Then she looked around, but she didn't find any unusual movement for the time being. Of course, the excited and excited group of heroes didn't count any unusual movements.
"Is this... is this the soul of Filsa's companion that the king captured during the first feast of heroes?" Midnight Slayer narrowed his eyes and grinned, "Sure enough... it is of extraordinary value!"
"Hey, are you also fascinated by her beauty? Isn't it just the charming posture of sleeping without any clothes and eyes closed. If she were alive, she might not be more beautiful than the dancing girl standing in front of the king now. many."
The night owl mocked the "romantic" Mr. Midnight Slayer with disdain.
"This is one of the reasons why I want to get her..." He smiled and said semi-seriously, "In fact, getting her is equivalent to getting the power of the wind whirlpool."
"What is that?" she expressed interest.
But at this time, the Midnight Slayer stopped explaining in detail, and instead signaled the night owl to listen carefully to the king's speech.
""Shirley ꔷhausenweier" is the name of the girl in the illusion, and now she has become the soul imprisoned by this gem. Having her means having the power of wind vortex! "
After the king finished speaking, he recited the incantation to restore the imprisonment;
After the illusion of the girl in mid-air is sucked into the emerald stone, take it back.
After listening and watching, the heroes screamed loudly, willing to fight for this treasure, whether to get her or to get the power. In short, almost everyone raised their swords with murderous intent and were willing to fight each other for this.
"I hereby announce that the gladiatorial match called "The Feast of Heroes" has officially begun! The victorious hero will receive this emerald divine wind stone and the "Wine of Blessing" personally rewarded by the king! "
In an instant, the feast of heroes turned into a bloody battlefield. For the heroes, it was a battlefield, but for the king, who was happy to watch the fight, it was indeed a huge feast that lasted until almost an hour before dawn without any sign of stopping.
The situation at this time surprised Paladin Belmond. Unexpectedly, Wang had already revealed the emerald crystal that imprisoned Shirley's soul, and used this as a lure, but Filsa of the Extreme Ice never showed up. The heroes present had already been engaged in the fight and had forgotten about the uninvited guests.
The mist began to gather quietly again.
"According to this situation, there is another possibility - that is, when the victory of the heroes is determined and the last winner stands out, Filsa will appear, defeat the winner, and reap the benefits, so as to gain Jade stone. What a wonderful abacus."
"Death Glass" Yug was facing a large warrior at the moment.
However, he voluntarily surrendered to the competition and stood aside to watch the show.
The bright moon in the sky is about to leave, and the bright moonlight will no longer exist because it is blurred by the mist in the night sky. Most of the warriors have fallen.
At this moment, Wang felt the "strangeness" he had been waiting for.
The demonic aura, which was stronger than the total murderous intent present in the Shura field, suddenly ignited and quickly approached.
"Here we come." Paladin Belmond, who also felt the abnormal demonic aura, raised his sword and strode forward to guard the throne.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time, Firza." Crystallizer Yug walked into the field from the corner, raised the corner of his mouth, and recited a magic spell at the same time.
A bright meteor pierced the night, burst into aurora, shot out from the bottom of the mountain with the throne on its back, and soared upwards.
"Philsa of the Extreme Ice, I knew you would show up earlier!" The king opened his blood-red eyes, looked up at the stars moving uninhibitedly in the night sky, shouted loudly, and the golden light exploded behind him, causing strong winds to blow away the surrounding areas. obstacles, and the corpses of fallen heroes.
The night sky was burned with light, and the peaks shone like daylight, once overshadowing the auroras of the stars themselves. All the brilliance is a precursor to the king's desire to kill, and they all come from the sun-shaped golden ring that appears behind the Sun King Augusten.
Qunying still hasn't recovered yet. Belmond turned and looked up. Filsa paused for a second in mid-air. It wasn't until this moment that Belmond saw clearly that he was holding a three-meter-long ice spear in his hand.
"What are you going to do..."
The others still had time to be surprised, but Yug had already retreated quickly.
Belmond was guarding with his sword, but before taking a complete defensive posture, Filsa had already thrown the ice spear in his hand.
By the time the heroes noticed the cold breath falling from the sky from the melee and discovered the incoming ice demon spear, it was too late.
Surprisingly, the gun head was not aimed at anyone, but penetrated directly into the banquet hall - the center of the mountain surface.
After finishing throwing the spear, Filsa teleported away in mid-air like a picture of the Big Dipper.
At the same time, the ice gun moved magically, trembling and embedding itself into the ground.
The heroes all targeted the common enemy in the air, raised their blades, and released their demonic breath. However, the ground suddenly shook violently, making them unable to stand firm.
Cracks of various sizes began to appear in many places on the mountain, and ice spikes were pulled out from them.
There was even a raging snow stream pouring out from an unknown corner on the top of the mountain.
Cause an avalanche! This is a natural disaster that is absolutely impossible to happen in the southern part of Xingli Continent, at least in the War Mountains!
However, Filsa's magic pattern power can trigger wonders of ice and sky, changing the situation of the battle from the aspect of "timing". This is one of the abilities of the Extreme Ice Demon Pattern.
On flat ground, the power of ice and snow certainly cannot be considered powerful and scary;
But if it triggers an avalanche in the mountain peak, it can be called quite terrifying.
Filsa must have written this after careful consideration.
He knew clearly that he could not defeat the heroes on his own or even with his companions, nor could he defeat King Augusten;
But as long as you use strategies appropriately, you can temporarily stump your enemies. And as long as he takes advantage of this moment to recapture Shirley's soul and escape from here, it will be considered a victory. Defeating Augusten won't be easy overnight.
There was chaos in the banquet hall. It was already difficult for each of them to deal with the avalanche, and they had no time to take care of the incoming Philsa.
At this moment, King Augusten began to glow with divine power. The golden ring behind it shines with the brilliance of the scorching sun, emitting as much temperature as the surface of the sun.
Then hundreds of rays of light were emitted, melting and evaporating the avalanche on the mountain before it reached the banquet hall of the heroes.
This landscape is also a display of power that is not inferior to that of the Extreme Ice Demon Pattern.
The king was busy dissolving the snow flow, and an aurora struck down the mountain top, scattering like a thousand birds. The cold light of silver continued to shine like the edge of a sword, separating the golden brilliance of the sun.
In the middle of this silver light, a figure emerged from blur to clarity. Wang stopped dealing with the avalanche disaster and let the heroes deal with it on their own, then turned to look at the man who appeared.
Firsa appeared on the top of the mountain, standing at the highest point above the head of the dragon carving on the throne. The dark cloak loomed in the white mist, and the filthy soles of the boots defiled the sanctity of the throne. This move was truly contempt for the royal authority.
Night Owl hid behind a huge rock - it was an excellent secret location that neither the king nor the man who had just attacked could detect. It was also separated from the avalanche and could well protect Night Owl's safety.
She began to observe the man who came to attack with strange skills and was called "the king's enemy".
The first thing that catches the viewer's attention is the dark eyepatch on his face.
It seems that he is blind, but looking at the way he was moving freely in the sky like a shooting star just now, it seems that he is not blind and has superb martial arts skills.
He has messy white hair that seems to have lost its color, and under the cloak is an inconspicuous light gray outfit. The left hand is glowing, a white light similar to the aurora he emitted when he was in the shooting star form just now.
If you look closely, he has no expression on his face - it should be said that he doesn't show any anger. The demonic aura that burst out from his body like a rainbow seemed to be as powerful as King Augusten.
(This person is...the legendary Filsa of Extreme Ice?)
Before the heroes could catch up, the two were about to clash with swords. Although more than seven years have passed, both sides are well aware of the extent of the gap in strength between the two.
King Augusten raised his right hand ostentatiously, spread his fingers, and the emerald stone in his hand shone again. For a moment, the wind curtain surrounded the king, and regarded him as his master, resisting everything outside him.
Beside Wang, there seems to be the shadow of Shirley.
Filsa sensed the long-lost Shirley's aura, but it was very unfriendly, even obviously hostile, and she couldn't help but tremble in her heart.
"Now Shirley's power of wind vortex belongs to me. If you can submit to the banner of Qunying, I can consider letting you two meet once."
(The king actually used the power of his companion's whirlpool in front of him. Filsa will lose sooner or later. He is really desperate.)
An ice sword appeared from Filsa's left hand. Looking at his expression again, he was already gritting his teeth.
"Put down your weapons, hero. You can't defeat me. Besides, I need your ice power."
Filsa burned his magic power to the limit and released incomparable energy. At this moment, his whole body was surrounded by the Northern Lights. This move has shown his absolute unyielding intention, and seems to intend to use all his strength to fight against the royal power.
King Augusten sighed in a low voice. Since he refused to give in, he could only——
kill.
The golden light flashed behind King Augusten. The scorching sun returns. The golden light made everyone present think that day had arrived early.
The decisive battle between the two sides is imminent.
However, Filsa maintained this high-magic posture and withdrew the ice sword with his left hand. He suppressed his inner agitation, slowly but forcefully raised his right fist, with the center of the fist pointing upward, and stretched out his five fingers, showing——
An emerald crystal. At a cursory glance, it is no different from the one owned by the king;
If you look closely, you find it even more similar.
Wang raised his right hand and reproduced the soul stone that just imprisoned Shirley just now.
"Do you want to use your counterfeit goods to confuse the king? It's too carved!"
Indeed, King Augusten seal the soul of Shirley himself, so the spar in the king's hands must be true.
But is the one in the side of the opposite side?
Philsa felt his heartbeat, put away the gem in his hand, and raised his mouth.
He read the curse and liberated the power of the gem in his hands.
The wind curtain gathered, blowing away all obstacles. Jin Guang was also affected by the curtain.
At this moment, the heroes rushed towards Phils from behind the king. They did not let go of the enemy's enemy, and they shouted to take the enemy's first level.
Although Philsa could fight with the avalanche, she did not dare to lightly enemy. When he saw this, he pulled his sword with his left hand and cut off the new moon marks in the air to summon countless ice columns to pull up again.
In general, the ice pillar can be easily solved for groups;
But today in the mountains, Philza controls the weather with the power of magic patterns;
The mountains itself is fragile, and there have been too many cracks before, and the ground has been completely unstable. So this time, the reproduction of the ice pillars has a landslide.
In the blink of an eye, the large area of the feast room was crushed into mudslides and fell outside the mountains.
Some heroes and warriors also fell together with the disappearance place to do not know where.
Wang stood in the same place and was indifferent to protect herself with the sacred sun.
The destructive power of Philsa was the wave of warriors, but it could not affected the range of the king's stood within one meter.
Dust, snow, and cold vague eyes. Filsa was blessed by the wind curtain and stayed away from the ice pillar. I don't know what to try.
King Augusten is about to start chasing the enemy and find that the sight is instantly cleared by the green mist;
At the same time, he suddenly felt the breath of the vortex, so he looked around and was shocked. Wang watched the jadeite in his hands in surprise, still intact, and was not stolen.
However, the power of the vortex can only be emitted by Shirley, and the soul container that imprisons her soul container is in her own hands. So where does Philsa's "vortex power" come from?
The king was surrounded by green mist, which wasolated everything and formed a general enchantment. In this "enchantment", there are only two people -Augusten and Philsa. The two were around the curtain, and they confronted each other.
The wind is getting more crazy, rolling up the green mist to form a whirlwind, growing. The power of this wind vortex is like a fake bag.
"Why are you--"
The suddenly lit up in front of him interrupted Wang's question.
The aurora through the green mist, shrouded the top of the mountain at its own speed. Wang used his arms to block the dazzling light, while also driving the golden light behind him to compete with him.
(This is ... "Extreme Beibei Shenghui" -the power of the Gebi's magic pattern of Philsa ...)
Night cats also launch a proud dark secret to separate themselves from the light to escape the banquet to avoid danger of life.
Even if he missed the decisive battle between Philsa and Wang, he thought so much about it and concluded.
After the aurora, Wang was not injured. Nevertheless, he is still wondering.
Faca faces the king. The wind and the dust curtain gradually discharged by the flames.
He was not afraid of the majestic body of the proud and majestic body of the sun king of the sun.
Wang was shocked to Filsa and the person who suddenly appeared beside him.
Suggesting in Phils's right arm is a red -haired girl with a tightly wrapped body with a cloak.
Wang was scared to check the jadeite stone in his hand again, which was still intact.
"She, will it be resurrected? How is it possible?"
"The technique of imprisonment is unable to trap her soul! The power of the vortex is the same!"
After a mockery, he held up the girl's cheek and kissed her lips that had little blood.
The girl seemed to feel the breath of her lover and opened her eyes slowly. The emerald pupils are as bright as the spar who had imprisoned her.
That seems to be a scene of lovers reunion. And this time Phils seemed to tell Wang's fact?
"When are you ..."
Philsa ignored the words of Augustus, and spit out the words that seemed to have only snuggled talents.
Miracle happened -the girl trembled with both hands, holding the left hand of Philsa with a sword. Suddenly, the wind curtain around him turned to attack, and the surrounding style became violent.
Phils shook his hand and threw out the no -effect gem out of several meters, and then called out the ice sword to point to the enemy again;
Hold the girl's unstable body. He seemed to be fighting for the shame and pain of a snow girl for many years.
It ’s so courageous, but he did n’t know how to live and die, trying to challenge King Augusten again. It seems that he had forgotten how he lost seven years ago.
Wang did not know what trick he used to release Shirley's soul.
Is there a problem with the secret of the soul? Someone secretly stole the real emerald stone?
Or do I know when the soul's interest was leaked out?
Augustden was ready to fight, waved his hand, and threw the useless "empty shell" out of the cliff angrily.
After drawing a beautiful arc, the emerald Shenfeng stone fell to the bottom of the cliff. At this time, Wang took out the sword from his waist, and the sun was glory behind him.
(Just wait for this opportunity-)
Philsa instantly broke out of all her magic, and the aurora shines extremely. The speed of launching allows Augusten to step up to prepare.
Although these bad tricks have not threatened themselves, they still do not want to be damaged by their own golden armor.
After a thunder flashed, Philsa lost his trace, leaving the ice sword that had just fell on the ground, and the girl who fell to the ground and fell to the ground.
Just before the enemy disappeared, Augustden didn't know what was going on for a while. Is it escaping?
In fact, Philsa launchs the power of the wind, while driving her polar ice magic pattern. Previously, his magic was consumed by double, and he could hardly wait for the moment when Augusten took off the emerald stone.
Originally the power of the vortex was owned by Shirley alone.
Before she died, she condensed all her magic for a pattern and engraved in the hands of Phils, allowing him to inherit some of the wind and magic.
Today, while he didn't pay attention, he quietly injected the vortex magic into the puppet imitation of Shirley, which made her "live" temporarily.
Although Phils' "vortex" is not as good as the power of the former owner, it is more than enough to deceive people who do not understand the power of the wind vortex, and the skills of Augusten do not understand the power of the vortex.
Augustine, who suddenly realized, tracked the trajectory of the aurora in the aurora -Aurora attempts to keep up with the jadeite stone that fell, so he shot a series of light balls in the aurora. There were more than a dozen explosions on the mountains, and golden light invaded the night sky.
The continuous changes in the continuous change of Jie Lu Xuenuo, who was standing under the mountain, kept praying for Philsa in her heart, hoping that he would return soon.
The brilliance in the night sky is very ominous, especially for her. Even Augusten's murderous intention came to the bottom of the mountain, as if he was going to kill all the living creatures that irritated him.
Jie Lu, who perceive all of this, is afraid and trembling.
But at the same time, she also knew in her heart that Phils' strategy seemed to be successful!
In rumors, under fairness, Augustus can easily defeat Philsa;
Even if the latter uses the strategy, it may not be able to make up for the gap between the two sides. But today he does not have to defeat Augusten, just need to grab the jadeite in his hand.
The time limit of a moment is almost coming.
Is it trapped? She can't wait to take care of everything to rescue immediately.
Before Wang Zhi's scouts, Filsa, who turned into aurora, had fled the banquet and fled.
It is estimated that Philsa can reunite with his companions and leave together in less than a few seconds.
Wang was angry, and immediately set up a chase ordered order: "Heroes! Return to the emerald stone, the king is highly rewarded! See the first level of Philsa, chase a palace!"
Qunying fought to chase the cliff, for the first level of the enemy, for the treasure.
6. "Miss, so late, who are you waiting here?"
Jie Lu was shocked, vigilant, his hand reached into the knife around his waist, and turned his head to look at the sound.
She took two steps back and carefully observed the people at night. It was a young man, with a felt hat on his golden hair, wearing brown jackets, and did not wear any obvious weapons.
Not like a magician. On a slightly light night, she could only see so many situations.
"I understand. Are you here to wait for the Rabbit and other Phils?" What did the person take out from his pocket and prepare for the battle.
It seems that this person comes to chase Phils! His skills are fast, and he came to the bottom of the mountain first.
Jie Lu welcomed the knife without saying a word. She leaned down and rushed, approached at the speed of Thunder and launched an attack.
This guy must hide any weapon or magic skills, and must win before he showed his weapon.
But before her blade was cut to the other party, she touched a trace of flexible things and was bounced back.
The sudden obstacle made her have to give up a good opportunity to sneak attack.
At the moment of receiving the knife, she saw it clearly: the other party pulled a thin line to resist Jielu's sword attack.
Taking advantage of Jielu's knife, the youth jumped off a few steps and leave a few positions;
At the same time, the silk thread in the hand is surrounded by spontaneous spontaneous surrounding the curse, forming a strong spear.
Not only that, the comer took another silk ball from his pocket and threw it in the air. After the ball landed, the silk threads spontaneously rose, woven it by itself, and became a human figure.
"Doll?"
Jie Lu was shocked and never seen such a strange secret. The next moment she felt that the situation was not good. If she was a doll, she would face two enemies at the same time.
But just wait for Phils to come back. As long as the two are fighting side by side together, two -to -two, they will not lose easily.
At the same time when she missed her companion, she split auric light from the sky, shot down the ground, and staggered out of a figure from it, falling almost.
"Philsa!"
Mysterious came and Jie Lu walked to him at the same time to help him. Two or two were surprised because of the same actions.
"What about emerald stones?" Filsa couldn't wait to ask.
He did not find the trace of emerald stones until he fell to the bottom of the mountain, and he thought it was impossible to find any place.
Because the tentacles of the seventh sense of "magic perception" are more keen and accurate than the fleshy eyes, although it does not decrease at night.
The only possibility was that the gem was already lying in a corner of the grass on the foot of the mountain.
What he chased is more expensive to him than life.
"Don't worry, in me."
Ug spreads his palm, and the emerald stones were tightly wrapped in crystal translucent silk cables to prevent the breath from leaking and attracting the enemy. But he forgot that Phils was a blind man and couldn't see the gem in his hand with his eyes.
"I can't feel her breath."
"Oh, that's because I was wrapped in it, I didn't lie to you."
Filsa nodded with peace of mind.
The blood that overflowed from the fine marks of the cheeks flowing to the corner of the mouth.
"When I just escaped, I was accidentally injured by the scorching sun of Augustden ... Nothing, anyway, I'm back."
"It's not just as simple as hurting? I saw Augustden with my own eyes and looked at the trajectory of your movement, and sent a few blasts. If it was half half of it, it was really deceiving." That's what the one said was that one. In a word, in one language, it has a little bit of decline.
Not only that, Philsa was almost exhausted. After the magic power was exhausted, he continued to use the magic pattern with blood as a instead, and his load had already exceeded the limits of the owner's flesh and blood.
The skin and even the cheeks have penetrated bleeding, and the old injury even recurred.
Seeing the tragic situation of his companions, the girl couldn't help but hold her companion, "You are too messy ..." Then he looked up at the mysterious young man.
"Look, you are almost broken." He continued to tease Philsa, and seemed to be worried about the status quo.
"In short, I can get back."
Subsequently, Philsa introduced to Jielu that the young man was called the top crystalline master of the "Death Liuli". He was good at producer puppets. It was the interior of the banquet tonight.
It turned out to be a friend of Philsa. Hearing these young girls at a loss, but finally reassured, but just couldn't apologize for the previous reckless attack.
Ug said it had nothing to do with this and didn't care. Later Jie Lu went back to check the companion's injuries, and it seemed that it was not as good as that on the surface.
"I don't want to be. I really thank Yog's dolls just now. It is lifelike. When I kiss it, I will have an illusion."
Ug pretended to complain about "the material is very expensive, you have to pay for it", and smiled again.
Then he unbuttoned the transparent silk wrapped in the emerald stone and returned it to the owner solemnly.
Philsa took over a heavy container loaded with the soul of the lover, and once again touched the familiar breath that was thinking about the past seven years. He couldn't help but fall into silence. From his face, he could not see that he was excited or other mood.
"Also rely on you to deceive Augusten's eyes."
Ug nodded and accepted the appreciation of Philsa, "That's really dangerous. What if ... if the strategy fails? If Augustus, the king of Augustus does not discard the stone, but crushes it directly in his hand. At that time What to do? You really have nothing wrong. "
"Start the vortex that she stayed in my hands again, in order to attract the collection of souls that have not yet dissipated. Even if you consume more than double the magic blood, it is at the expense."
"Then you will die in a few seconds. I have not tailored to Filsa, you have made a puppet as a physical body, except your sister."
"I won't die ..." Philsa repeated again: "So I said it will be successful tonight. Even if the injury is serious, as long as I don't die, it doesn't matter."
Jie Lu looked at his companion pity, and regretted that he couldn't help himself, and he kept whispering in his mouth: "It's injured again, you are so messy ..."
At this time, Yog also stared at Philsa and put away a joke. For the first time, he admired the unruly man in front of him.
The Filsa of the Extreme Ice is blind and wounded.
Despite galleries, they are chasing the same thing at all.
What kind of emotion is love that stimulates the potential of a person's geometric?
(Lovers ...?)
Ug learns some from the experience of others and the strong will of others.
The old injury in my heart was a little bit eager to move.
He was sad for a while, then packed the extra mood, and urged: "Let's leave here first, the group of guys on the mountain clamor to take your first level."
