"Glow?" Fang Yu was stunned for a moment and asked in a low voice.
The eight dark red eyes behind the dust were moving slowly, a pair of pairs of bladed feet inserted into the hard stone wall, and the behemoth roared and climbed up the gap with claws and teeth.
But no one dared to act rashly until it stopped.
Fang Plover looked at the giant insect construct carefully, and found strangely that the other party made no further movements, only lying on the gap and staring at him. He didn't know if it was called watching, but he always had such a feeling in his heart.
"It seems to be looking at you?" Even the female wanderer of Silver Shadow noticed this and asked curiously: "What exactly is in your backpack?" Because she was side by side with Fang Plover and could not see Sika. Pei's perspective.
Fang Heng swallowed, and said behind him without squinting: "Miss Scarpe, help me take off my backpack." While staring at the giant insect construct, he raised his hands little by little, fearing that he would be disturbed by his excessive movements. It's a big irritation to that damn thing.
Following his words, everyone's eyes focused on Scarpe.
Even the experienced Scarpe couldn't help but feel sweat on her forehead at this time. She took a breath to calm herself down and cursed the brat secretly. Then he walked over cautiously, while staring at the huge thing in the gap. When he saw that it was motionless, he grabbed the shoulder strap of Fang Plover's backpack.
The giant insect suddenly let out a whistle and squirmed forward.
Querod subconsciously raised his giant sword and took a step forward.
This frightened everyone into screaming and trying to find cover in various ways. "Everyone, stop!" Scarpe yelled angrily, and at the same time, she pulled the backpack off Fang Plover and threw it to the ground in front of her.
There was a low roar from inside the giant construct insect, and it suddenly stopped. All the hydraulic transmission devices under the metal body were sinking, and oil flowed out in a trickle.
Its eyes broke away from Fang Plover for the first time and fell on the backpack.
Scarpe took a deep breath and seemed to be exhausted. This simple action made her break out in a cold sweat.
The backpack was really glowing, as if there was a flashlight underneath, and the thick canvas couldn't cover up the faint light. The cyan-blue light reflected the finely intertwined lines of the canvas.
Fang Yu was startled when he saw this light: "Is this...?" He suddenly remembered something, with a look of disbelief on his face, and rushed over to eagerly open his backpack.
Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but sweat for him. Scarpe looked at it carefully - fortunately, the giant construct seemed motionless as if it was asleep, only looking at it with dark red eyes. Follow the movements of the square plover.
Fang Plover's hands were covered with blood and scabs, and his movements were clumsy. Scarpe shook his head and walked up to help him, "Thank you, Miss Scarpe." Fang Plover opened the cloth cover of his backpack, and the light suddenly became brighter. , he was stunned for a moment, and then he picked up the thing with both hands.
The light blue light suddenly brightened, and Fang Plover seemed to have taken out a small sun from his backpack. The light reflected his face white, and the dazzling light even made the surrounding area darken. In the center of the light is a crystal dagger, blue and clear. Its guard and hilt are carved out of gorgeous silver ornaments. Angels with spread wings and singing birds surround the radiant goddess. The bright silver lines show the maker's exquisite craftsmanship.
The dagger is star-shaped, and there are straight lines hidden in the crystal blade, forming a magic circle of alchemical formulas. This is a very high-end design idea, usually only used on combat equipment that requires a lot of magic power. It's just that the crystal is covered with hideous scars, and one of the cracks even destroyed its structure from the inside.
The light radiated from the cracks for no reason, seeping into every inch of the corner it could enter, the gaps between the soil, vegetation and ruins stone slabs.
With this bright light reflected in the depths of his eyes, Fang Yu couldn't help but be stunned - isn't this the dagger Miya gave him?
A strange idea suddenly came to his mind. Although a voice tried to tell him that it was just a coincidence, he couldn't help but think about it. "Ed?" Scarpe called him.
But Fang Plover seemed not to have heard of it.
At this moment, the giant insect construct suddenly let out a low whimpering sound and stood up. Everyone was so frightened that they all took a step back. Only Scarpe grabbed Fang Plover and tried to drag him away. Lorde also stood on his other side.
Fang Plover was still in a daze.
The giant insect crawled along the wall like a long black dragon, and the hard wall cracked like flour under its feet. This was the first time everyone saw its full face - it was suffocatingly long. , it was astonishingly fast, its huge head had arrived in front of the young alchemist in the blink of an eye, its long trunk stretched across the entire wall - the tail at the other end was still under the gap, and the head could not be seen at all.
The giant insect stopped, and its four pairs of eyes stared condescendingly at the tiny boy under its eyes. The distance between it and Fang Plover was less than ten feet.
The square plovers can almost smell the steam in the air.
But the temperature is dropping instead.
The woman in Yinzhiyi was so cold that she trembled and said something inaudibly: "Its core crystal is ice feldspar. Ancient alchemy can make it absorb heat and convert it into magic power... Also, it is not just what you see. It’s so big…”
But no one cared what she said, everyone froze in place.
Scarpe's hand stopped on Fang Plover's shoulder, not daring to take another breath. She carefully moved her vision upwards, looking at the giant construct beast - there was also a low roaring sound coming from its body, like A pulsating mechanical heart, in the midst of its vast trembling, made the humans around it even more insignificant.
A collapsed wall collapsed from the side, and the rubble rolled to Fang Plover's feet with a crash. Only then did he wake up, look at the behemoth, and subconsciously raised the dagger in his hand.
With a roar, the giant insect construct moved upwards, with four pairs of dark red eyes raised high. Everyone was so frightened that they swallowed, and Scape's hands turned white.
But after a while.
It also took no further action.
Fang Yu breathed a sigh of relief and then carefully put down the dagger.
Accompanied by the dull roar of the boiler, the huge metal head slowly sank in accordance with his gesture, and its dark red eyes moved accordingly, always focusing on the dagger in his hand.
It opened its mouth slightly, and the oral cavity made of steel was full of dark red gears, the color of dried blood and rust.
"Give it," Scarpe whispered.
"But... that's Miya's dagger." Fang Pultru was in a dilemma.
"I knew it was that damn woman," Scarpet spoke louder: "Throw it over quickly, do you want her to kill us all?"
It was at this time that the situation changed again.
Fang Yu didn't even notice that on his blood-stained hands, traces of fresh blood from the wound were seeping into the crystal. At this moment, a strange item quietly appeared in the upper left corner of his field of vision:
The Dragon Knight system is loading, self-test carrier——
Then a whole set of interfaces hung down like a waterfall. Pages of windows opened in front of him, as if he was completing self-examination work. Countless data and sports images were reflected deep in his eyes. He was very familiar with that UI, which was the basic window for the selector.
But it all seemed like an illusion, disappearing in an instant, leaving only a single entry.
The Dragon Knight system is loading, the self-test failed, and no carrier crystal was found——
In the end, even this sentence faded out of sight, like the passing sand leaving no trace.
The whole process was completed in less than half a second. Fang Yu blinked his eyes, suspecting that he had an illusion. "Did you see anything?" he asked with some confusion.
Of course everyone saw it.
But what they saw was that the radiant crystal dagger was rapidly losing its brightness in Fang Plover's hand and became dim. The change in light was so great that Fang Yu also reacted. He turned around just in time to see the scene where the dagger was completely darkened.
The Yin Zhiyi female wanderer suddenly made a surprised voice: "On your forehead..."
But a deafening roar made everyone unable to help but cover their ears, and even caused nausea and dizziness. The sky above everyone's heads suddenly saw the giant insect construct standing upright, almost as high as seven or eight stories high, looking down at everyone.
Fang Plover held up the dagger that had completely lost any luster.
The giant insect looked at him with four pairs of dark red eyes coldly, waving countless metal blades, emitting a whistle whistle from its body, and then suddenly sank down.
"Get away!"
The last thing he heard was Scarpe screaming.
Someone pushed him from behind.
Total darkness.
When Fang Yu woke up, he didn't even know if he had returned to the star port. He couldn't see his fingers around him, and his body felt like it was splitting apart. He groaned and finally remembered what happened before.
This at least means that he is still in Etalia. He felt his heart pounding and pulsing powerfully in the darkness, but he gradually calmed down. Fang Plover tried to move. The surroundings were full of rubble. It seemed like he was in an underground tunnel. There seemed to be water seeping somewhere nearby, and there was a dripping sound.
He groped around but couldn't find his backpack. There was simply a box of matches in his pocket. He lit the match, and the bright fire illuminated the dark underground. This was a low corridor. The fire light outlined the gaps in each stone. Twisted roots grew from above and spread all over the floor.
The flames burned the tips of his fingers, and Fang Plover quickly threw it away.
The fire went out and darkness returned.
This place seemed to be on the lower level of the ruins building. They seemed to have arrived here together with the collapsed superstructure, but the others went somewhere unknown, as well as the terrifying giant structure.
Fang Plover lit a second match.
The orange warm light made the underground tunnel somewhat warm, but the shadows of the stones and roots were long. The square plover kept his head low and walked forward cautiously. No one had set foot in this underground area for who knows how many years. As the fire extended forward, he saw many colorful beetles moving under the roots, which made his scalp tingle.
The ding-dong sound was getting closer.
Suddenly, a pale face appeared in front of him, and the fire suddenly went out.
Total darkness.
Fang Yu's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly lit the third match, and the light came on again. Sure enough, he saw that it was Scarpe. Most of her body was buried under the gravel and soil. Her face was pale and lifeless, but she was still clutching his huge backpack tightly in her hands.
Fang Yu felt a heavy blow.
He threw the match on the ground, rushed over and pulled Scape out from under the gravel as if he was desperate for her life. The wound on his hand soon opened again, and blood flowed profusely, staining the soil below red. But Fang Yu didn't notice it and dragged Scape out from underneath.
"Miss Scarpet."
"Miss Scape?" Fang Plover whispered the other party's name, but did not receive any response. He suddenly recalled that voice and realized who was the person who pushed him away in the end. His nose felt sore and he managed to keep tears from welling up.
But at this time, a low cough came from the darkness.
Fang Yu was so surprised that he seemed to have won a lottery. He quickly lit the match, and the bright and warm light illuminated Scape's unhappy expression. She said weakly: "Can't you be gentler?" But she saw Fang Yu's slightly trembling, bloody hands, The next words were a little stuck in my throat.
The light from the match also reflected on Fang Plover's face, and he couldn't help but laugh with tears in his eyes, as silly as a child.
"Childish." Scarpet shook her head slightly.
Fang Yu didn't care, and wiped the corners of his eyes. In the flickering light of the match, the corridor was low and suffocating, with dark shadows lurking. This world was not as perfect as he imagined.
But, it’s okay.
"Miss Scarpet, can you move?"
Scape rolled her eyes at him: "Do you think I can move around?"
Before he finished speaking, the entire corridor shook, and dust fell from the ceiling. Fang Plover raised his head alertly and clearly felt that the source of the earthquake was above his head, but the thing hadn't even left yet!
"It seems that it depends on you." Scarpet actually laughed and teased him in a narrow way.
Fang Yu was not as optimistic as she was, and said a little worriedly: "This place collapsed from above. There is definitely no way to stop it. We have to leave this place quickly. I will carry you." He thought for a while. "...I wonder how Mr. Querod and the others are doing."
Scarpe didn't dare to think about this problem, but the Dawn Star Adventure Group was definitely finished. The smile on her face faded, and her expression became a little gloomy for a while. She asked softly: "Can you carry it?"
Fang Yu nodded, and he walked over and opened his backpack - the dagger Miya gave him had long been lost somewhere. He didn't know whether he was happy or sad. He only packed some necessary things and took them with him. Then he took out the bag of money from his arms, looked at it again and again, and stuffed it into his backpack. Then he took the Type 7 musket and hung it on his shoulder.
He planned to carry Scarpet on his back, but the latter grabbed his arm and said, "Wait a minute." She looked at his forehead carefully.
Fang Yu was stunned for a moment. "What's wrong?"
"I have a box in my pocket, take it out."
Fang Yu did as he was told. He found that it was really a small box. After opening it, there was a small piece of soap and a small round mirror with a steel surface. He immediately understood what Scape meant, and at this moment Scape also lit a match, and the fire became bright again.
Looking through the mirror, Fang Plover saw a strange emblem on his forehead.
That must be a star.
It is drawn with very light white lines in the center of his forehead. If you don't look carefully, you can't even see it. It is an eight-pointed star, very delicate. He looked at it for a while, and it completely blended into his skin.
"What is this?" Fang Yu asked with a question mark on his face.
But Scarpe didn't know, and could only speculate that it might have something to do with the dagger. She asked Fang Yu to retrieve the dagger, but the shaking in the corridor became more and more violent, and there was no time at all.
"Let's talk about it later." Fang Yu shook his head.
"No." Scarpe stared at him. She vaguely thought of something, but didn't dare to confirm it yet.
Regardless of the other party's objections, Fang Yu directly carried her on his back and ran out to the front of the corridor. As soon as his front foot left, the corridor behind collapsed with a loud bang. Seeing this scene, Scarpe stopped talking.
Although Fang Plover does not have the level of strength as a battle-level selector, his physical fitness is pretty good, and he is more than capable of carrying Scarpe, who is just a lithe female elf ranger.
My whole body felt like it was falling apart, especially my hands, which were bleeding all the time. Fang Plover gritted his teeth and remained silent.
The two of them were walking forward in the darkness. Fang Yu couldn't tell the direction and could only follow the corridor. He vaguely felt that the thing was chasing behind him. As long as he slowed down a little, he could feel the vibration of the ground.
It seemed, as Miss Scarpet had said, that it depended on him.
Scarpe was in a bad state. She squinted her eyes, rested her head on his shoulder, and murmured in a dazed state: "I didn't expect you to have such a manly side, little guy, I know a girl..."
Fang Yu felt something bad in his heart. Scarpe was already losing consciousness. If this continued, something would happen sooner or later. He has only two options now, one is to take her outside the dead zone, and the other is to find a cure.
But getting out of the ruins was not easy. Not to mention the Silver Forest Spear and the Jeflett Red Team outside, he couldn't even deal with that ghost thing that had been following behind.
But the latter is just as fantasy. There are not many healing methods in Aitaria. Apart from healers and some limited potions, it can be said that there are no other methods. And Elsa is long dead, she is the only healer of Dawn Star.
As for whether there are other healers in the ruins, there is another question. Even if there are, Fang Plover feels that the other healers may not help him. At this moment, his mind was filled with negative thoughts about the Grand Guild.
How to do it?
Suddenly, a bold idea flashed through Fang Plover's mind like lightning.
Jeffrit's Dragon Knight——
…
