There was pitch black in front of him.
Fang Yu reluctantly took out the matchbox - only half of it was left - and gently lit the match, and the faint flame illuminated a small area. He turned over on the ground holding the firelight, and couldn't help but take a breath, his whole body felt like it was falling apart in pain.
The firelight reflected the surrounding environment. The platform above was six or seven meters high from below. He saw that his magic furnace was still quietly falling on the edge of the platform, motionless. The resentful spirit above had disappeared at this time, and the sharp laughter from before was like an illusion, still echoing in the darkness.
Fang Yu vaguely felt that his body had been strengthened. Falling from such a height did not hurt his muscles and bones. He checked carefully and found that he had no fractures or anything. This was almost unimaginable before. The physical attributes must have been greatly improved.
But without the character interface, he couldn't know exactly what was going on.
Fortunately, Fang Plover was used to it. He was learning alchemy in Kapka, so he was different from others and couldn't add more freely. In the end, I got through it this way, although the novice stage was a bit long.
He raised the firelight and discovered a blackened skeleton not far away. It should be a woman, with a slender frame and a hunched body leaning against the wall. Its head was not on its neck, but rolled to the side.
This is the body of a person who died after the starlight dried up.
Fang Plover was a little surprised. He believed that the people who could enter here would not be the Chosen ones. Since the Dead Zone was only effective against glowing substances, the skeleton could only be the aboriginal people who died here because the starlight had completely disappeared.
A Numerin elf?
But it doesn't quite look like it. He read the book collection of the Artisans Association and found that the ancient Numelin elves were tall, with an average height of two meters or more. And this skeleton had an exquisite physique, even shorter than him.
This may be the owner of the resentful soul. Fang Yu thought to himself that he happened to know some uncommon knowledge about this kind of undead - the resentful soul is a type of earth-bound spirit. It is usually bound near the area of death and likes to lure others to repeat their own experiences and step into it. Death's arms.
So it stumbled and died?
He raised his head and looked at it. It was not a problem to drop someone to death from this height, but it was a bit outrageous to drop his head so far. He looked at the body again, and it didn't look like it was lying head first.
Unless it can break its neck and then get up from the ground——
This sudden and strange idea made Fang Yu burst into laughter. He felt that he was completely scaring himself. How could this be possible? Even if she becomes undead, she will not be resurrected immediately, not to mention that she has become a resentful spirit.
At this time the match burned his hand, and he quickly shook it to extinguish it.
Darkness fell around him again. Standing in the depths where he couldn't see his fingers, Fang Yu subconsciously went to pick up the second match, but his movements suddenly froze. He suddenly felt that the behavior of the resentful soul was a bit strange. The undead did not understand what pranks were. These twisted existences dominated by evil consciousness harbored an extreme hatred for the living. Their entire purpose was to create as many of the same kind as possible.
Where did it go?
While he was thinking this, a strange sound suddenly came from the darkness. Click-click, like something crawling on the ground, and the sound was crisp, like bones hitting the ground.
Fang Plover's blood froze.
That voice came from behind——
He suddenly jumped forward, and something scratched his back. There was a huge gash in his robe. His back felt cold, and the wound was burning and painful.
Ignoring the pain, he quickly lit the match and turned around, only to see a bloody mouth rushing towards him in the darkness. Of course, it may be inappropriate to say that it is a huge mouth - it is a huge iron mouth, and the jagged mouth is full of metal components.
A giant constructed dog, almost as tall as a person.
Fang Yu suddenly understood how the skeleton died. It was normal for him to be kissed by this thing and have its neck broken. They must have caused the trouble, damn it!
He hurriedly rolled back, letting the construct dog bite the bullet empty.
I don't know if it was because it had been idle for too long, but this old antique was a little wobbly, and its movements were not as fast as he expected. But before Fang Plover had time to be happy, red lights lit up in the darkness.
Seven or eight construct dogs slowly walked out of the darkness, clicking, clicking, the sound made by their metal claws touching the ground.
The match in Fang Plover's hand continued to burn half of the way.
He didn't hesitate, turned around and ran away. Regardless of whether he could escape or not, staying here would definitely lead to death. But before Fang Yu got up and took two steps, something suddenly tripped under his feet, causing him to lose his center of gravity and fly out.
It fell hard and the dog ate shit.
Fang Yu almost burst into tears, and couldn't help but secretly cursed who could be so wicked and throw things away. He ignored the pain and hurriedly got up, but suddenly he noticed a faint light coming from behind.
Fang Yu was startled for a moment and turned around subconsciously.
He saw that the thing that tripped him shone brightly in the darkness.
It was actually a crown, composed of twenty-one stars juxtaposed with each other. The other stars are all forged from mithril, and only the central one is made from crystal. At this moment, it was the crystal that emitted a brilliant green light.
Fang Yu was stunned when he saw the light - the green and blue light flowed in the darkness, as beautiful as a dream. But isn't that the same light on the dagger? It's just that this light is much purer.
He was still wondering, but unexpectedly found that the constructed dogs seemed to be afraid of light and hesitated in the distance.
Fang Plover was overjoyed when he saw this, as if a drowning man had grabbed a life-saving straw. He quickly got up and walked over to pick up the crown and raised it with both hands. The crown was bright and bright, and the construct dogs took a step back in fear.
There is no perfect way for everyone!
Seeing this scene, Fang Plover couldn't help but let out a long breath. But then I subconsciously looked at the light flowing on the crystal - it was exactly the same as the light emitted by the dagger at that time. There might be ripples of blue light in the middle of the azure light, which was very unique and dreamlike.
Will there be any relationship between the two?
This question just flashed through his mind when suddenly there was a sharp roar in the distance, and a construct dog seemed to have been hit by a cannonball. He flew up and passed Fang Plover, hitting the metal wall behind him.
After a loud noise, scattered parts rolled over from that direction - including one of the opponent's metal eyes.
Another white light flashed through the darkness, and the huge head of another construct dog fell in response. Only then did Fang Yu realize that someone had arrived. He raised his head and saw the other two giant dogs falling down.
It was too fast. He estimated that these construct dogs were at least level ten creatures, but they were vulnerable to attack. The attackers were at least level twenty. At the fourth level, it is one level higher than Scarpet and Querod.
But Fang Plover had a vague feeling that it might be higher.
The constructed creatures also had basic intelligence. Seeing this scene, they understood that the enemy was invincible and fled in all directions. The unknown attacker did not pursue him, but slowly walked out of the darkness.
With the light from the crown, Fang Plover could clearly see the figure of the other party.
Miya was wearing a tight-fitting suit, and the star-shaped pendant between her collarbones sparkled, just like the crown on his hand. On the flawless face, the light silver eyes reflected the light like stars, looking at him quietly.
The two slender war blades in her hands emitted a faint fluorescence in the darkness, and they were worn on the left and right - they were repaired by Fang Plover himself.
"I didn't expect you to come here."
"Miya, you're here..."
Fang Yu had thousands of questions in his mind, and the moment he saw Miya, they all turned into ashes. His mind was in a mess, as if he had been stuffed with seven or eight balls of thread. He said something incoherent, and he didn't know what to do.
He suddenly felt that he was really a retard——
"Give it to me, Ed, it won't do you any good."
Miya looked at the crown in his hand, her voice was soft and unhurried.
Only then did Fang Yu react. He lowered his head and turned the crown in his hand half a circle, looked at the decorations on it, and touched the turquoise crystal with his hand.
This is really a superb work of art. The silver texture is engraved with patterns of flowers and birds. It is covered with ivy and wild roses, as well as heather, mountains, caves, and cities. But it doesn’t look like the style of the elves, more like a dwarf. People's works.
After a while, he raised his head: "This is it?"
"Crown of the Sea Forest."
Fang Yu was stunned for a moment, then looked at the crown in his hand. "...This is the Crown of Sea Forest? A sacred object of the dwarves created together with the Holy Sword of Morning Light. It is one of the two symbols of Corin-Ithurion. Hasn't it been missing for more than a hundred years? Why is it here? ?”
"That's a long story," Miya replied, "I can tell you what you want to hear."
"That's no need," Fang Pliance shook his head. He also knew something about the story of the crown: "...Is it important to you?"
Miya nodded lightly.
Fang Yu hesitated for a moment, but handed it over anyway. But when he let go of his hand, the crown did not leave his palm, but was suspended in the air, suddenly radiating brightly. Fang Plover saw that a crown emblem gradually appeared on the back of his hand, and half of it was formed in the blink of an eye.
"This is……"
He suddenly stopped talking, and the previous illusion once again appeared in his field of vision: a dense stream of data hung down from his eyes, and pages of windows opened, and then closed after the self-check was completed.
That was the complete selector interface, and Fang Plover really saw it clearly this time.
"I...I can't let it go..." He was so shocked that he couldn't help himself. He was about to ask Miya to help him, but the words hadn't left his mouth yet. Miya suddenly moved, walked up to him and covered his mouth with her hands.
This was the first time that Fang Yu had such close contact with the goddess in his heart. He could almost smell the faint fragrance between her fingers, like the smell of flower petals. He felt that his heart was about to stop beating, and for a moment he couldn't even care about the fantasy in front of him, and looked at the other party with some confusion.
Miya looked at him steadily, her eyes as clear as lake water, and asked in a confused manner: "Do you still have the dagger with you?"
Fang Yu didn't know what this meant. The dagger had been lost on the ground. But thinking of what happened before, he still nodded. At that moment, he suddenly saw Miya lowering her head slightly and whispering something.
What? Fang Yu was stunned for a moment.
But suddenly, he felt a slight chill in his heart.
Miya covered his mouth with one hand, raised her right hand and raised it from bottom to top. The sharp war blade directly penetrated his chest and pierced the beating heart at that position. Arterial blood spurted out and flowed out along her blade, dazzling like bright red wine.
Fang Yu's eyes reflected the dazzling red, and he looked at Miya's calm face again, until both of them began to become a little blurry, but he was still a little unbelievable.
"Miya, you..."
"I'm sorry, Ed," Mia replied quietly, "but I have to get it."
This time he finally heard it clearly, but his body slid down weakly.
The former supported his body, which was gradually losing its temperature, and let him lean against him gently. Then he whispered: "Don't worry, Ed, you won't die. That dagger is an incomplete dragon soul carrier. It At least it has the power to revive, even the dead zone cannot stop it."
"I owe you this, Ed..."
She carefully laid him down on the ground, and Fang Plover's eyes had begun to lose focus.
She also said something, "...the crystal used to make it has a lot to do with this place. I originally thought it would save your life when you lured away 'Certa', but I didn't expect it to be used here." …”
Fang Plover could no longer hear the rest of the words clearly.
But what he was actually shouting in his heart - Gods of Etalia, he has already used the power of that holy crystal! No! Help!
Miya finally let go of her hand, but the strength had already left his body. Fang Pliong opened his mouth, but only a mouthful of blood foam came out. He tried in vain to grab Miya's hand and tried his best to tell her that he could still save her.
But caught a blank.
Instead, Miya held his hand and watched with a calm expression as he gradually lost his vitality.
Fang Yu's hand finally dropped, and his consciousness quickly left his body. The crown dropped from mid-air, fell to the ground with a loud sound, rolled around a few times, and the light on it suddenly dimmed.
Only half of the emblem remained firmly on the back of his hand.
All sounds seemed to be far away, and in the blur, Fang Plover saw a pair of slender hands holding the crown. That quiet gaze glanced at him one last time, and seemed to say something to him before turning around and leaving.
There was only darkness left, and a chill that gradually penetrated the bones.
It's time to leave this world.
Fang Plover thought.
Before everything could darken, he suddenly thought of another thing.
In Aitaria, there seems to be no precedent for stowaways getting into trouble in the Dead Zone.
Wait a moment--
He doesn't have glow material equipment, so he won't really die in this place, right?
Fang Yu suddenly thought of this horrifying possibility.
…
The stargate between the orbits of the earth and the moon was built in the middle of the century. It was formerly a spaceport from the European Union to the asteroid belt mining area. It was abandoned in the late 1960s. After the signing of the Suva Declaration, the port was reactivated and transformed into what it is today—
Looking down from the fourth orbit, the Star Gate looks a bit like a white ring standing upright. But in the daytime, that is, when the sun shines directly, it shines brightly and looks extremely majestic and magnificent against the sea blue background.
In comparison, the Russian Federation's Soyuz 21 supply ship is like a shining silver speck.
The spacecraft is entering a parking orbit, but it seems to be drunk and swaying.
In the Star Port area, the port staff were scolding the Maozi pilots for being unruly. They had occupied three or four routes and made daily plans a mess. Two robotic arms are slowly approaching, trying to pull the spacecraft that has deviated from the course back into the controllable area.
"If they do this a few more times, I think we can have another holiday." A clerk said through the glass window of the console, looking at the long row of spaceships parked in the port area.
"The main reason is the lack of manpower." Another person clicked on a bunch of switches on the console, then picked up the intercom and said: "A107 has been confirmed, Port Area 3."
"Because the opposite side has been busy recently, No, I have another return application here, and it's a tourist without equipment." The first person heard the buzzer and looked back at the screen. "The war in the second world has affected the first world. This is the second batch of tourists returning this month. Let me see, this guy entered six months ago. Hey, he stayed long enough. .”
He clicked a few times on the touch screen.
"Speaking of which, where is your friend?"
"You mean porn?" The man laughed: "That guy took a private job and was imprisoned. He was lucky. If it weren't for the current shortage of manpower, he might have to go to a military court."
"Taking private jobs?" The second person was a little surprised. He seemed to have heard a historical term and smacked his lips: "There are still people taking private jobs. Hasn't the sightseeing channel been opened for several years? Are there still such fools?"
"There are always some fools." The man spread his hands helplessly.
At this time, the second man suddenly stood up and looked out the window at the port area in disbelief. "What's the situation? There are so many people coming out, and some people are destroyed? This is terrible. Who sent so many people without starlight up there?"
"Is it the battle in the Dead Zone?" The first person reacted and looked over there.
And within the port area.
Scape was looking at Querod coming out of the star gate with a wry smile.
"Are you coming out too?" she asked teasingly.
"Yes," Quelord hugged his girlfriend, with a very lonely look on his face: "Where are the others?"
"A few little girls are crying outside, and the others are no better," Scarpet sighed, feeling as if she had really died, which was really uncomfortable. She shook her head: "Did you see Ed in the passage?"
Querod was stunned for a moment: "Didn't he come out?"
He was a little surprised at first, but then he looked at his girlfriend. Both of them had surprised smiles on their faces at the same time.
"This boy."
…
