(Starting from Lost Midnight)
1. Taverns have always been the lights of the town.
It is an eternal light that penetrates the inside and outside of the lobby together with the noise;
Sometimes it flows in the wine glass and blends with the crystal red wine. Shane Minette drank the full glass and received a round of applause.
As the leader of the well-known mercenary "Midnight Slayer" in Xingli Continent, he frequently visits the tavern and is already a regular customer.
Get to know heroes every night through cocktail parties, and lay out clues to find clues to track down prey.
"Some people once called us "the king's lackeys." Of course, they are all staying in the dirt now..."
Shane gestured with his thumb to the red sword on his back.
No one dared to touch it, they could only stay as far away as possible and cast adoring glances at it.
At this moment, he was talking to the people around him based on his past experiences.
"Midnight Killer" is a mercenary and is the only bounty hunter organization on the mainland that has several members working together.
But when it comes to its detailed origin, no one knows. Outsiders have only heard of the name;
Experts familiar with the mainland's internal affairs only know a little bit about the relationship between this mercenary army and the supreme ruler of Xingli Continent——
The Sun King Augusten has a close relationship and often cooperates underground. "Midnight Slayer" can make people frightened, and wherever it appears, it will surely cause a bloody killing.
Despite this, they did not take action tonight - rather, they were waiting for the opportunity to close the net. The net has been cast, it is a dragnet;
The hidden arrow is already on the string, aiming at the target.
In short, tonight is calm, but it predicts a storm.
The din of the reception drowned out everything, including the footsteps of guests arriving at the tavern in the middle of the night.
Shane glanced in the direction of the door. As soon as the guest entered the door, he took off his coat to resist the cold night and hung it on the wall, wearing only a dark vest;
Revealing a pair of strong arms covered with old sword wounds, it was simply terrifying. His eyes were as sharp as poisonous snakes, as if he could kill anyone he looked at.
But at the moment, his attention was only focused on hanging the clothes, ignoring the strange looks from around him.
He then picked up what Shane had said before with an indifferent attitude: "The king's lackey... Huh, how many people are not even qualified to be the king's lackey, and they still flatter themselves and kneel down to lick the throne in order to get the sun crown. of illumination.”
The noise suddenly dropped. He spoke like a thorn.
After hearing this, Shane laughed twice, ignored others, and continued unscrupulously what his colleagues said: "Didn't the hundred or so people on that night of the 'Feast of Heroes' just come for the opportunity to kneel and lick the throne? Are you right? "
"Shane, aren't you one of those people?" The man with injured arms came over, sat next to Shane, and told the boss: "Blood Dusk."
Still unchanged, Shane confirmed his colleagues. Coldness and blackness are the characteristics of him - "Continuation Blade". The Midnight Slayers do not call each other by their names, only by nicknames.
By the way, Shane's nickname is "Red Blade", which comes from his long red hair and the red sword he carries on his back.
The warmth in the tavern will be washed away without a trace as long as there is a continuation blade.
At the same time, he is the shadow under the shining light, which makes people's hair stand on end. The injuries on both arms were his achievements, and the achievements came from the two daggers at his waist. Their blades were dark red, and they had licked the blood from countless throats——
Fortunately, it was tightly wrapped in a leather sheath at the moment.
If Red Blade calls himself a frontline sword warrior, Continuing Blade is the double-edged killer of the night, and the third colleague "Thin Blade" is an expert in strategy and counterattack.
"Red Blade" Shane Minette listened to the commotion around him and explained in a low voice to his colleagues around him:
"I had no choice but to act alone. The king only ordered me to lurk in the banquet alone. But I never expected that guy would cause a big avalanche, rendering me completely useless, and I ended up running for nothing. This time is the first time in the history of our Midnight Slayer that we have been tarnished."
Although he still had questions, Continuing Blade didn't bother to ask further and silently drank the bright red cocktail "Blood Twilight" in front of him.
After that, he replied: "Even though you are the boss, there is no next time. If you are stained or something, wash it off quickly."
The continued blade implies that the task must be completed quickly.
The taste of strong liquor was wafting in his throat, and his double blades at this moment desperately needed the taste of blood.
"Do you dare to disobey the king's order? However, we are completely free to pursue the pursuit in the future... Speaking of which, where is the thin blade?"
Xu Ren gestured out the window with his eyes, and then stared closely at the second cup of "Blood Twilight" brought to him.
"I understand. Are you afraid of being teased by a man?" After saying that, Hong Ren hugged the attendant who was passing by and started to pull up her top despite her screams.
Then he felt that he was not having enough fun, so he forced the wine in his hand into her mouth, and then lifted her up. The continuation blade was indifferent to this, and developed a habit of ignoring it from the fun.
The red sword with a red blade was accidentally struck by the female waiter who was flailing with hands and feet. He got angry and threw the person to the wine table a few meters away. There was a loud noise in the tavern.
"Who told you to touch my sword?"
Continuing Blade glanced at his colleagues. Hong Ren seemed to be really angry, and everyone at the table gathered around with weapons in hand. The boss was afraid that Hong Ren would cause a fight in the tavern, so he persuaded the guests in a good voice.
He hasn't changed, Xuanda thought, he always hated others touching his sword. Once, he got into a fight with his colleagues over this, and of course Hong Ren easily got rid of his colleagues.
The boss voluntarily compensated the group with a table of wine and food, and ordered his subordinates to prepare a high-quality separate living room for them on the second floor for their enjoyment throughout the night.
The boss's skill in persuading guests is superb, and he is worthy of being a Taoist man who has been running the pub for many years. At this point, the dispute was completely resolved. The atmosphere of the tavern returned to its previous state.
Xu Ren found someone taking advantage of the chaos to come in.
It turned out to be another colleague, so he reminded Hong Ren: "Bo Ren is back, and he seems to have discovered something."
Hong Ren walked over and pulled the injured woman into his arms, and said softly: "You may come back later tonight, but remember to wait for me in bed. You need training."
Then he ordered his servants to carry him upstairs.
She was unable to push and was forcibly taken away.
There were few women coming and going in the pub, let alone at midnight. As a result, the woman in purple attracted many curious eyes as soon as she entered the door.
Her face was expressionless, like a mask—but even if it were a mask, it felt like it had been carefully carved.
As soon as they had such an idea and got out of sight, the purple shadow had already floated behind the other two "Midnight Slayer" colleagues.
The three main members of the "Midnight Slayer" finally gathered together.
Bo Ren glanced at his two colleagues, paying special attention to the boss for a while. Everyone knows that the boss always likes to quarrel with others over trivial matters.
Although Bo Ren was a little dissatisfied, his emotions were not written on his face.
Instead, he said calmly, as if making a report: "According to the information from the familiar, the prey has moved."
After hearing this, Xu Ren stood up first, as if he had expected it.
He took back his coat and put it on while saying coldly: "The stain of this Midnight Slayer must be washed away as soon as possible."
Bo Ren knew what his words meant.
Red Blade failed to prevent Filsa of the Extreme Ice from causing trouble during the Feast of Heroes, resulting in the loss of the Wind Vortex Stone, which made King Augusten furious.
Fortunately, the king did not blame him, otherwise the name of "Midnight Slayer" and its members would only remain legends and never be seen again.
Hong Ren was speechless. He reached out and stroked the hilt of the sword on his back, then pulled out the sword blade, revealing its bright red edge.
Hong Ren looked at the beloved sword in his hand with a meaningful look.
Seeing someone unsheathing his weapon, everyone in the tavern suddenly became quiet, thinking that something unpleasant would happen again.
Hong Ren ignored everything around him and only focused on his own sword. "Our prey has fallen into a trap. The two of us want to see the guy who can create massive avalanches, right?"
Hong Ren whispers as if to a lover. The people around him held their breath, fearing this red-haired young man who was sometimes angry and sometimes ambiguous.
His colleagues, on the other hand, have long been accustomed to Hong Ren's strange behavior, and have already packed up and prepared to go.
The three of them left together. Soon, the long-suppressed sound of horse hooves could be heard outside the tavern.
2. This is the fifth night of Philsa's journey to regain the Wind Whirlpool Stone and set out to seek the "miracle".
The so-called miracle refers to the forbidden secret technique that can resurrect dead companions.
Before the "Feast of Heroes", Philsa met the most famous crystallizer in the mainland - Yog Huckleberry, a wizard who is good at making dolls with crystallized silk.
The latter promised to help him resurrect his companions and made an agreement. Until we achieve our goal, let's stand on the same side for now. Accompanying him was a girl with blond hair and black clothes, Jie Lu ꔷ Snow.
Looking at the map, the three of them kept heading north, not knowing where their destination was. However, according to speculation, it should be related to the ritual of the secret technique of resurrection.
The above is the information obtained by the monitors. Dark eyes have been watching them.
Yuge walked at the front, identifying the road, and estimated that he would reach the resting place in about two quarters of an hour.
Jielu has been supporting Firza, although the latter walks faster. Although he couldn't see the road, his steps were as steady and steady as an ordinary person walking during the day.
He was wearing a cloak and a blindfold covering his face to prevent anyone from recognizing him. After all, in Xingli Continent, there are not many travelers walking around wearing blindfolds.
The three of them did not dare to walk openly on the road even at night, so they could only move forward along the path. At this moment, they were in a quiet jungle, groping for the way forward. Fortunately, the leader had a good sense of direction and didn't get lost many times. Until now, they were almost out of the forest.
The journey is still a bit long from the real end point, and they don't want to encounter unnecessary troubles during this period.
Along the way, they didn't speak much, but they had already formed a tacit understanding. Yug looked into the distance, and after finally spotting a useful guidepost, he learned that the resting place was not far from him, and thought he could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
So he said to himself enthusiastically: "Fortunately, I didn't get lost. Let's spend the night in Shidu Womingbeile tonight."
"The Capital of Time?" Firsa seemed to have not spoken for a long time, and his mouth was a little hoarse.
He recognized the place and remembered the past. This resting place was a familiar place, having visited in the past. Even so, it was a long time ago.
"That's right. This is an ancient capital with a long history, where many people of all kinds gather, including many travelers from outside the mainland.
Although there is a mixture of fish and dragons, it is very suitable for hiding, and it is not impossible to rest quietly. The king doesn't dare to mess around here, the Knights of the Throne have nothing to do with it. "Yuge murmured to himself and quickened his pace.
"Take a break for a while and let your injury recover before we talk again." Although Jielu tried to persuade her, her tone was a bit tough.
After all, after three days of traveling, no one had a good rest, not to mention the injured. Since Firsa escaped from the "Feast of Heroes", he has only briefly bandaged his wounds. The severity of the injuries is probably only known to him. However, she could also feel the anxiety in her companion's heart, so she felt a little conflicted in her heart.
After entering the city, the surroundings were lit up, which was far different from the wilderness before. The capital city of Womingbele was built on the sand.
Firza also sensed the atmosphere of human settlements, local and foreign; within the continent and outside the continent; humans, half-humans, and even humanoids of unknown origin.
Most of the breath of life has entered a deep sleep and a peaceful state, of course there are also some who are energetic.
He has been accustomed to darkness for many years, and has been trained to not rely on his eyes. He can judge the outside world only by relying on weak magic perception, and he is several times sharper than ordinary people.
According to his description, magic perception is like invisible tentacles scattered around, groping around instead of hands, so that he can move normally without using his eyes at all.
However, the imperfections are obvious - even with tentacles, the color of the object cannot be touched. Therefore, his world is still dark.
Every time she heard such an explanation, Jielu was a little intimidated.
But looking at Filsa's self-deprecating joke, it seemed that he no longer cared much about losing his vision.
It is already rare to be optimistic. In Xingli Continent, how many warriors were disabled due to war. Some lost their right hands, some lost their legs, some lost their eyes like Filsa, and some also lost the skills they had studied all their lives;
Most of them become depressed and even give up their lives.
The three of them ran straight to the hotel. In the hotel lobby, because there were few people late at night, the atmosphere was rare and quiet. There were many empty tables, but the waiters were still working.
As soon as Yuge sat down, he stood up again and walked to the counter to chat with the boss. After a few words, the two became familiar with each other.
This can also be regarded as one of his specialties. He can quickly get to know strangers. Even if he is not trying to get clues, he still has a wide network of contacts. If he is in trouble, he can always have someone to take care of him.
Although Yug is younger than Firsa, he has traveled to as many places as him and has definitely made more friends than him.
Yogurt should be a very helpful companion.
Jielu thought so, and then turned her eyes to Filsa in front of her. He had opened his hood and exposed his eye patch.
The people around him didn't seem to care at all.
The mixed city of Duwomingbeile has long been full of strange people.
I wonder if anyone knows Filsa? Whether they know each other or not, everyone is doing their own thing.
She just kept staring at her companion, and Filsa seemed to have no idea about it. He can't see it anyway, she thought mischievously.
When she was about to ask how the injury was, Yuge had already finished chatting with the boss and returned to his seat, and brought three cups of hot tea.
As soon as he sat down, he started talking: "Although the "accident" of the feast of heroes has spread throughout the mainland. But no one seems to be interested in you here. Now you can have a good rest. I'm also going to start preparing something for you. Speaking of this..."
Yuge suddenly lowered his voice, and only the three people at the table could hear the following words: "I boldly asked the boss if he had ever heard of the forbidden technique of resurrecting the dead. When he heard this, his expression changed and he concluded that the dead cannot be resurrected. , unless it turns into a monster."
"Of course." Filsa continued without any fluctuations in his tone.
"I also carefully asked the boss why Filsa of the Extreme Ice wanted to seize the Wind Vortex Stone, but like ordinary people, he thought you were purely trying to regain the power of the Wind Vortex."
"Very good." Filsa put down the tea cup.
"This shows that even the well-informed hotel owner doesn't know what you and I want to do! But don't be careless, there will always be smart people."
There was a hint of ridicule in Yug's words, but there was absolutely no malice in them. On the contrary, it brought peace of mind to the other two people.
Firsa has always been taciturn, and Jielu herself doesn't speak much either.
"I guess someone on Augusten's side has already figured it out and started to stop us." Filsa lowered his head and picked up the teacup, moving like a normal person without any hindrance.
Although Yuge was familiar with him, he was still a little surprised. After all, most blind people do things by groping.
He responded to Filsa's words: "Fortunately, the people here don't seem to be interested in you, your arrest warrant, or what you want to do.
This is a great thing. It's true that the king's men have already begun to lay out plans to thwart us, but where even King Augusten doesn't dare to mess around, what ability do the king's men have to mess around? So, relax for now. "
Filsa was silent for a while, and saw that Jielu hadn't spoken for a long time. She was probably distracted by the conversation between the two.
All in all, it was necessary for my companions to understand and understand the future itinerary, so I began to explain: "The "miracle" we are looking for does not refer to the traditional forbidden resurrection technique. It is simply impossible to completely resurrect the dead, I know that. As for what I want to ask Yug for..."
Jielu suddenly understood: Yug is a crystal puppet master, and Felsa wants to resurrect the soul of his companion Shirley through the body of a puppet.
She carefully stated her guess, and Philsa gave a rare smile. Yuge also nodded silently, indicating that he was correct.
Filsa went on to explain that this method is theoretically feasible, and he has gathered what he needs:
The whirlpool stone that locks Shirley's complete soul, and the highest quality doll - in this regard, Yuge promised to go all out.
"This is not a true resurrection. You must know this, Philsa."
He nodded heavily. The so-called "resurrection" originally meant injecting Shirley's soul and magic power back into the body of the deceased.
The "resurrection" that Firza plans to implement is to inject the soul of the deceased and its magic power into a new body-a doll.
Originally, a person's soul must return to heaven after death, but Wang coveted the power of the wind vortex, so he used the soul-grabbing technique to imprison Xue's soul. This move instead created an opportunity for him to be resurrected and awakened.
At this time, Yuge's expression suddenly became serious: "I must tell you the truth before this. I have already tried this method and it failed."
These words startled Jielu, at this moment of hope. But it is also necessary to recognize the cruel facts.
Yug said it very simply, making people wonder what he was thinking in his heart. He helped Firza accomplish the impossible while pouring cold water on him.
"I've been thinking about the reason for the failure... I think my previous... should be... the problem of... incomplete soul. But you have the Wind Vortex Stone, so... it can be said that you don't have to worry too much, there will be a success rate."
When Yuge mentioned his own experience, he would be a little hesitant, as if it was some unspeakable past.
Filsa changed the topic: "In fact... the power of the Wind Vortex Stone seems to be gradually weakening. So... I don't want to waste time, I want to do it as soon as possible, so please."
Yuge nodded and agreed with "Yes".
"Even so -" Jielu suddenly spoke, her tone a little stiff, as if she had been saving up for a long time and finally mustered up the courage: "Even so, your injury...can't be careless..."
"It doesn't matter to me, really."
"I know...but...at least have a good rest tonight. Let me take care of your injury. I was in a hurry a few days ago and only bandaged you briefly."
Hearing the girl's stammering words, Yuge couldn't help but laugh, wondering why he was so nervous since it wasn't a confession. It must be due to her personality. She doesn't talk much at ordinary times and is a bit lively.
The companion showed a faint smile, "Then... I leave it to you."
It was already midnight. Jielu waited for a long time before asking the attendant for the first aid kit.
Once opened, the medicine and bandages are complete. After thanking the attendant, she returned to the room and found that Yug had gone out again, leaving Firsa alone at the table. She took off her blindfold and covered her eyes with her hands, looking a little strange.
"Are you...in pain?"
Filsa did hear it, but did not answer directly, "It's like this every day, it doesn't matter."
Has he spent every day like this since that time? Every time she thought about it, she felt a little scary.
She had to endure such torture every day. She could only watch helplessly, unable to help or share the burden. Now she could only try her best to deal with his injuries.
"Take a rest. I'll take care of your wound again. Take a good rest."
Philza nodded. He took off his coat. The most severely injured part of his body was on his left shoulder, where there was a burning scar, not caused by flames, but caused by Augusten's photon explosion.
Due to the careless treatment in the past few days and the long journey, the wound started to fester.
Because he is left-handed, any injury here will definitely affect his ability to use the sword. In fact, she should have noticed it long ago.
But I guess Filsa himself didn’t know how scary this injury was.
Cleanser disinfected it, applied medicine, and finally bandaged it carefully.
"There is the breath of fire." Filsa suddenly said this when she was letting her companion take action, making her think she had hurt him: "What? Does it hurt?"
"No, no, I mean, there is a smell of fire outside. It should be the fire dance party in the central square. It is a very ancient custom here. I have been here before, so I know."
Jielu said "Oh" and breathed a sigh of relief. At this point, the wound has basically been treated.
"You came with Sister Shirley, right?"
"That's right. I remember that Shirley was murdered because she looked very similar to Prisha, who was known as the "whirlpool fairy" in ancient times.
Some people say that she is the reincarnation of the enchantress Prisha. I don’t know what the truth is, but Prisha is indeed a person from the previous generation who has the power of the wind vortex. "
"What are the facts?"
"I don't know. She didn't want to say it, and I didn't dare to ask any more questions. You can ask her later and you'll know!"
Filsa rarely joked.
Then he put on the coat that Jielu brought and checked the important things in the secret pocket. Then he walked to the window and tried his best to feel the smell of the flames spreading from outside.
Jie Lu could not smell the "breath of fire" in his mouth at all. She stared at him helplessly, followed him to the window, and stuck her head out to look at the light of the central square.
He was right, there was a large group of people gathered around a fire, a bit like the ancient foreign campfire dance. It's really strange to see such a scene in a town. Residents prefer to hold celebrations in the town than in the suburbs.
"Let's talk about the interesting stories you two encountered during your travels later."
"I'm not very good at telling stories. She tells them more beautifully."
Jielu laughed softly. "We need to have a good chat with her. She should look the same, right?"
Filsa was silent for a while and did not answer. Shirley's appearance depends on the doll, and the doll's appearance depends on Yug's skills. Yug also needs Filsa to personally sculpt the body and face of the doll based on his memory.
In this way, Shirley should remain the same as she was a few years ago, and she may continue to live like this in the future.
"Speaking of which, I haven't seen you for a few years and I don't remember much about you. It's really a pity."
The companion changes the topic so quickly that no one knows what he is thinking. Jielu didn't know where the courage came from. She grabbed his hand and raised it, slowly approaching her face. "You can try……"
Touching the face is not a normal behavior between the opposite sex. However, the degree of familiarity between the two people may not be described as normal.
Jielu's poor companions cannot see themselves - even if they explain it to others based on this fact, it will be difficult to convince others.
Neither of them could describe this natural yet unnatural feeling.
The atmosphere became inexplicably ambiguous. The lighting is soft.
Just when the two of them fell into silence and stopped chatting, the door was knocked three times, which frightened the two of them and immediately behaved themselves.
Yuge strode into the door with a gloomy look. Seeing that the two of them looked a little nervous, he immediately guessed some clues.
However, he didn't have time to care and go too far to tease her, but said seriously: "Although it's not very nice to interrupt your affair, the situation is not good."
"What's going on?" Filsa returned to his original cold expression, thinking, could the Knights of the Throne...
Until I also noticed the breath of magic. I was too careless before, relaxed my vigilance, and ignored the danger that suddenly gathered outside the window. "There is actually the breath of a sword approaching in the middle of the night. There is also the sound of horse hooves. The target is obvious."
"Wait...it's possible that their target isn't you. Like Yug said, there's a mixed bag here. Maybe it's not you they're seeking revenge on." Jielu advised him to calm down and analyze it carefully.
Filsa has already concluded: "I remember these auras. I have dealt with them before when you were not here. One of them was also there during the feast of heroes. It is probably not wrong."
He also briefly added some information about the enemy.
They are mercenaries and are called "Midnight Slayers".
As its name suggests, it is an animal that specializes in midnight movements. For a moment, Yogurt wanted to tease him like this, but he had no such interest now, so he nodded quickly to express his understanding.
"I wasn't sure before. But now that you are so sure, Filsa, you can't be wrong. It's not too late, let's leave quickly."
Yug led them into another long corridor. Fortunately, he had asked others where the emergency escape route was before.
As he went downstairs, he explained that he had been careless before and had never thought that King Augusten would not use the Knights of the Throne, but would instead send mercenaries to pursue him.
Indeed, in this case, it would be difficult for everyone to blame King Augusten. Wang is not the only one who wants Philsa's head and the Wind Vortex Stone.
The three of them walked to the basement. Firsa felt the killing intent getting closer. Jielu checked the saber at her waist so that she could unsheath it at any time.
Yug made a plan: "There are many mercenaries, and they are not small roles. Later, we will leave the city gate and go north, which is also a forest road. We have to escape in three directions..."
"Why?" Jielu couldn't help but worry when she heard that they were going to split up.
If Firza is left alone, he will act haphazardly. The injuries he was carrying at this moment were evidence of this.
"To deceive their eyes. We must gather in the cave we stayed in before dawn. If there is an accident and one of us doesn't show up after a quarter of dawn, don't waste time lingering in the same place and leave immediately. , the meeting place was changed to my hometown - Amethyst Town.
Although the journey is a bit far, for the sake of safety and getting rid of the enemy, this is the only way to go. The other party is an experienced hunting dog and must not be taken lightly. "
Jielu felt a little regretful that she had to flee before her companions could take a good rest. The three of them just came here and took a quick look.
"I suggest not to act in three groups. This will be very detrimental to one of them. I don't want to lose any of my companions." Filsa said this and raised his head to show his determination.
3. Bo Ren came out of the hotel and shook his head.
"They must have escaped from the north gate of the city!"
"Midnight Slayer" learned that his prey had already escaped, and immediately rode in pursuit.
Bo Ren also ordered several other subordinates to pursue the direction of the south gate at the same time.
In a moment, a team led by Continuing Blade quickly passed through the northern exit of the Capital of Time.
The sound of rapid horse hooves broke through the silent town. Red Blade followed closely behind, hiding at the back of the team.
"Midnight Slayer" came and went without a trace, crossing the city in a short time, leaving only billowing dust behind.
There is only one stone road connecting the northern part of Shidu. The prey must have just left not long ago, and the Blade Rider will definitely be able to catch up in a short time.
In terms of mobility, he is the best in the organization, as the boss Hong Ren once personally admitted. There are jungles on both sides of the stone paved road, making it difficult to see people clearly, so you must search carefully.
Soon, they discovered the prey escaping in front of them. It was not very clear at night by the firelight, but there was no doubt that the prey was the three targets.
As the distance continued to approach, the continuation blade confirmed this again.
The leader of the riding team galloped up, quickly caught up and surrounded them.
At this time, Hong Ren had also rushed from the end of the queue to the front.
"No wonder you are so kind. It turns out that you are really the insider on the night of the feast of heroes?"
The red blade passes over the prey. The Midnight Slayer envoys had already surrounded him from front to back.
He stopped his horse in front of the young man in the felt hat, Yug, and looked down at him.
Yug did not look directly at each other, nor did he say a word, but took a few steps back until he was shoulder to shoulder with his companion behind him.
The blade was already ready for battle, and he drew out the double daggers at his waist.
There are three preys - a girl with blond hair and black clothes, a young man with white hair and an eyepatch named Filsa, and a young man with a felt hat that he has never seen before.
The most dangerous among them is definitely Filsa. Although he was blind, he was surprisingly agile.
Although I never witnessed his battle on the night of the feast, I could only infer that his strength should not be underestimated by just hearing about it - that he was able to take back the Wind Whirlpool Stone from King Augusten at the feast where all the heroes gathered.
I saw Filsa taking out the steel sword from under his cloak, and without raising his head, he pointed at the confronting red blade.
The blonde girl also drew her knife and prepared to fight. The prey began to struggle, in the tight net of Midnight Slasher.
Filsa took a step forward, exerting force under his feet, trying to break out of the encirclement at an astonishing speed. However, when he took the first step, his attention was only focused on the front, completely ignoring the sneak attack from behind.
A hidden arrow was shot from the encirclement net and hit Filsa on the left shoulder. The arrow almost penetrated the wound, and he lost his balance and fell to the ground. The three of them could not detect this sneak attack, let alone prepare for it.
A fierce battle was about to break out. Bo Renjian Jielu reached out to his waist and made a gesture to draw the sword. So he immediately jumped off the horse and started to assume a very similar posture. From this we can see that both of them are swordsmen from the East.
During this gap, Yuge did not take action, but helped the injured person. The injured person was not moving and was probably in a coma due to serious injuries.
The thin blade and Jielu were very close to each other, less than one meter apart. Whoever drew the sword first could kill the other first.
However, at this moment, both of them were sizing up each other's moves. Jielu stared closely at the knife on the opponent's left waist, waiting for it to come out of its sheath and then intercepted it;
But Bo Ren stared closely into Jie Lu's eyes, waiting for her to have the opportunity to kill.
The thin blade caught the change in the opponent's eyes. The next moment, Jielu lost patience and took the lead in striking. The half-moon light arc from bottom to top unfortunately only cut off a few strands of the opponent's hair.
Bo Bian Wushang dodged the slashing attack, but Jielu failed to attack. Before the broken hair floating in the air fell to the ground, the thin blade was aimed at Jielu's lower abdomen and swung a sharp knife.
Jielu turned her knife to defend herself, but was still hit hard. The blade broke, and a fatal light flashed in front of her eyes.
After a strong gust of wind passed by, Hong Ren heard the sound of Bao Ren closing the scabbard. The girl in black was seriously injured and fell to the ground. Being hit at such a close range, he must have died long ago. However, the strange thing is-
"There's no bleeding? How is that possible?" Bo-bian completed the three steps of drawing out the knife, sheathing the knife, and closing the sheath in one go before discovering this in time.
The girl has fallen to the ground and turned into a corpse, unable to move, and there is no breath of life anymore. The saber broke and fell aside.
Bo Ren was still wondering, until the sound of a horse neighing around him suddenly interrupted his train of thought.
Looking back, I saw Hong Ren riding his horse, quickly breaking away from the encirclement, and galloping in the other direction without looking back, leaving behind the prey he was about to confront - Yug.
She suddenly realized who the young man in the felt hat really was: "Xingli's most famous crystal puppet master, honored as "Glass of Death", Yogurt...Huckleberry! "
The moment the question was clarified, the "prey" in front of him also returned to its original shape - the bodies of the three dolls began to melt and fade, as if they had lost support, and turned back into a mess of silk threads.
4. The real Filsa was running alone in the jungle at this time, bypassing Womingbeile, the capital of time, heading towards another forest where he was scheduled to meet with his companions.
At night, the color of the cloak is difficult to spot in the forest.
But he heard the sound of horse hooves approaching.
Unexpectedly, the puppet's trick was discovered in such a short period of time, but it finally bought Jielu and Yug enough time to escape.
The three puppets released by Yug "swaggered" out of the north gate of the city, leading most of the Midnight Slayers to the stone road in the north of Shidu, and continued farther and farther.
At this time, the three of Filsa were still staying in the city.
However, Yug was worried that the puppet's trick would be easily discovered. The Midnight Slayers were an experienced and excellent group of hounds.
Firsa decided on his own to separate from the two and let them escape with the Wind Vortex Stone first. If they find out, they will pursue Firsa immediately instead of the other two.
Presumably the two of them are waiting for me at the reserved place now.
However, the enemy seems to be more difficult than imagined.
"I almost got deceived by you. I just remembered that you, a blind man, act like a person without a blindfold, and you can go crazy even more violently than ordinary people."
Red Blade's provocative voice spread all around, frightening the crows perched on the branches. The sound of horse hooves was getting closer and closer, as if following the flapping of crows' wings, the sound of broken branches and fallen leaves, the whistling of the night wind, and the howling of wolves in the distance.
There was only one person coming, and he was approaching quickly. Filsa has a keen sense of hearing and can accurately discern details. His legs couldn't run as fast as his four legs, so Filsa gradually slowed down.
"You have been blind for so many years, and your perception has been trained to be extremely sensitive. Hidden arrows can't hurt you at all. Right? It's rare for me to admire you so much!"
Even if you don't rely on hearing, you can clearly detect the enemy's strong magic aura just by sensing magic power. Firsa came to a spacious place in the jungle with few trees.
It seems to be the best battlefield prepared for the duel between the two.
He stopped, knowing that sooner or later he would face an inevitable battle.
The bright moon in the sky has begun to dim. The night is coming to an end. Red Blade crossed Firsa, stopped his horse in front of him, and looked down at him with a sense of contempt. Red Blade's horse kept neighing to demonstrate to the enemy.
"The king's lackey." Firsa did not step back, lowering his head slightly to feel the murderous intent on his face.
The radiance of magic power flashed from his grasping hands, condensing an ice sword that was half as long as an ordinary steel sword.
Hearing this title, Hong Ren snorted and laughed twice. "Everyone who said this is now sitting in the dirt."
Hongbian pulled out the red giant sword from behind and drove his horse to move to the right of the enemy to avoid his sword that would attack at any time.
"It seems that your companion left you and ran away alone? How pitiful."
"You'll find out when you find them."
"No matter what you are, I don't know what kind of story behind you. As long as you hand over the wind vortex, the king will allow you to enjoy the same treatment as the hero, and we will also take back the network of the prey."
"Come and grab."
Philsa has released a strong magic of ice, and Bing Jian flashed in the dark night. The two parties are about to confront.
But the red blade still does not see the power of the other party. When he was dueling King Augustden, he first released the strong wind curtain to interfere with the enemy before he shot. Could it be...
"What? It turns out!" The Red Blade thought that Phils would bring himself as a precious vortex, which was strange.
No, it is not surprising. The red blade is enlightened. This is the departure. Everyone thinks that the vortex is on Phils.
"It's naive! What you think of treasures actually entrust others to keep. Aren't you afraid of being betrayed by your companion? Is it the blond girl or the crystal master youth? Maybe one of the two. It's the king's subordinate. "
Red Blade despise the enemy, with obvious provocation in the words.
"Midnight cutting makes it really a lot. Could it be that you usually waste your tongue than swords?"
"I'm just stating the facts."
The red blade rides on the moment, and the offense is about to launch. However, before, Philsa was an unexpected forward, waved his sword, and cut off the horse's front foot.
After a sorrow of a horse, blood was red on the ground. The red blade quickly jumped away from the horse and knelt forward.
Otherwise, the next sword of the enemy will aim on their own skulls, and one step will be dead. The red blade moved his body to the right to count the dead ends of the enemy.
In the night, the blind people are more favorable, and the enemy is still a blind man who does not lose under anyone.
The ice blade of its exercise looks more sharp than the ordinary steel blade, and it is shining because of the magic of the ice. The owner waved his sword without hesitation. Compared with the real people in the present, the previous puppets are really inferior.
Philsa and the red blade have a close -up sword fight. The red blade was unexpected, and the speed of waving was equivalent to him. The sword of the two was dazzling.
As if the red blade was not a giant sword but a lightweight one -handed sword.
Philsa judged the detailed situation of the enemy weapon with the sense of the hand that came from the weapon's strike, the category of magic and the swing of the blade to disturb the air flow.
It was a weird giant sword with a strong monster and a very rich man. The non -steel cast was average. The weight of the blade was about one meter and 30 cm long. It is black or red -in fact, the judgment of color is not important for Philsa.
Although the red blade was temporarily difficult to divide with Phils, he secretly marked his agility.
It seems that Philsa's guys do not have long eyes, but grow around.
I thought I could suppress the other party with the light and sharp advantages of the red giant sword "blood love". I did not expect that until the dozens of times, the sword had not yet accounted for the upper hand.
Each time a fast and heavy blow, whether it is forward, diagonal, or horizontal cutting is endless.
The situation tells the red blade that if you want to defeat the opponent in front, you have to make the real strength.
But he has the reason that he cannot use the magic of the red giant sword at will.
After a few steps back, pull a period of safety, and disperse some attention to look at your giant sword.
"I can't let you come out casually. But the situation of the battle ..."
The red blade murmured like a conversation with people.
Philsa heard clearly, carefully beware of the enemy's secret moves. At this time, there was a sound of wings rang to interrupt the battle.
There was a crow in the sky and passed through the moon. The red blade looked up to see its hair color, and recognized it as a thin blade. The thin blade can send red to make the demon, explain that the first step of the plan was successful.
After understanding the situation, the red blade laughed. "I seemed to be provocative just now, not a word of mouth."
Filsa was taken aback, I don't know what he said.
"I have survived on the battlefield without a companion, no friends, and only an enemy, and I have long been used to the betrayal of betrayal.
Showing the back to others is to promise others to cut you. In the same way, to entrust others to others, it also means that you are acquiesced to others to steal you. "
Philsa didn't speak, waiting silently for the next attack.
"Yueghakbeli is the neutral of the mainland. Although it is not affiliated to the king, it is also driven by the interests. There is no benefit drive, it is estimated that he will not be aligned with you. We will also be neutral at midnight. Those who take the bounty first. So I'm actually a similar person with him. "
"I can have this discussion that I have seen the same puppet as him? It seems that your judgment may not be much better than sword skills."
I still heard the name of "Death Liuli". He was invited to attend the feast of the British, isn't it? "
"He has no reason to betray. It is useless to say more to you."
The moment of the two sides' rest in the weapon battle still argued with the tongue.
"First, help you seize the treasure of the owner, then stole it, and send it back to the owner to get a bounty. This is the purpose -it is really the trick of hiring the mercenary to teeth. But there are always people who are fooled. "
After receiving the signal from the thin blade, the red blade more and more believed in his judgment.
Everything he said before is by no means false.
"Your provocative tricks are a bit inferior." Philsa's anger was not revealed on his face, and his magic was getting colder.
He raised his sword again and approached gradually. "Shut up for me." Then, he started to attack, the speed was one level than before, and the sword refers to the key.
It is hard to imagine that the blind -eyed swordsman can have this hit rate and force the opponent to temporarily unable to attack. So the red blade turned to defense, waiting for the enemy to show the flaw.
"Sure enough, it is no different from the monster." The red blade thought about it, and only a word was spit out on his mouth: "Monster".
He lifted his weapon to block the enemy's jump to the front of his front, and the two sword collided, making a low sound. After that, the red blade found a running horseshoe approaching.
The continued blade came to support his colleagues and found that the red blade was fighting with Philsa, and his horses had been kneeling long ago. The sword jumped off the horse and pulled out the short knife around the waist.
"Boss, you are so ugly."
"You come just ..."
The enemy becomes two people. According to the magic judgment, the new arrival strength does not seem to be bad. This makes Phils a vigilant, and you must not be careless.
Furthermore, the magic of the new enemy is very cold, not the coldness of the ice, but the cold snake -like cold.
He speculated that the new enemy should be a role of killer, insidious and poisonous. In this way, Phils must defend more attacks on the enemy at any time.
Continuing the blade staring at the real Philsa, and found that his magic was similar to himself. He suddenly felt like he met the enemy.
"You come here just ..." At this time, the red blade greeted his colleagues, "We can retreat."
The continued blade concentrated, and was about to do it. After receiving the retreat order, he looked at the red blade in doubt.
"Our goal is the wind vortex. It is a matter of things to deal with him. Didn't you see it just now? The plan of the thin blade seems to have begun. Next, we just need to wait for Yoghakbeli to obediently come to present the vortex. Stone just. "
Renewal understands of the meaning. "Is the thin blade also have your own plan? Although it doesn't bother, it is really upset."
Then he retracted the soldiers slightly, but his sharp eyes immediately returned to the Filipino enemy.
Philson was afraid of fraud, holding the sword in his hand, always maintaining a high degree of vigilance, and at the same time, he also visited some badly.
Two to one, obviously the midnight cut to make that party take advantage of the upper hand.
But they were willing to give up, and they didn't know what was going on.
"Let's go back. Turn on me for a while." The red blade completely gave up the battle and accepted the big sword.
After speaking, he walked towards the horse next to the blade.
The continued blade looked back at Philsa again.
"I will cut off your throat by myself. My blade is longing for your blood."
5. There is no one in the cave. Needless to shout, Philsa feels the atmosphere of his companion with magic perception. He started to panic.
Soon, the branches and leaves outside the cave began to condense the dew. Filsa smelled the fresh atmosphere of water, although he couldn't feel comfortable, because dawn was coming.
According to Egg, after a moment of dawn, the person must leave the cave and rush to the next gathering place.
Just two minutes were as difficult as a while to sleep.
Time passed by minute by minute, until the agreed time had passed, and the two had not yet appeared.
When he decided to go back first, Wuming Baylor was looking for their traces.
The two were either something happened, or as the red blade said. When he walked back to the path he had walked back, he always exuded a tentacle -like magic perception to explore the movements around him.
I don't know how long, finally, the magic perception explores the familiar breath. Although far away, it can be determined that it belongs to companions.
It's Jielu Xuenuo. The breath was weak and slow, as if she was unconscious because of injuries. She was not far from the right. At this point, Yog's breath was not found.
Philsa was surprised to find that Jie Lu was injured and fell to the ground;
As for Yug and Fengxuan Stone, they disappeared together.
