"Don't challenge my patience, little one. Because you brought that thing here, I will give you this opportunity." Nicol Bolas took a step forward, raised his right hand, and clawed in the direction with his long claws. Plover's throat.
Fang Yu subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but to no avail. In a flash of cold light, the sharp claws were already on his neck. A chill rose from his neck, causing him to freeze. Feeling the cold claws on his skin in response, he did not dare to take a breath.
But even though he stopped, his expression was not too unnatural. He only carefully looked at the others from the corner of his eyes - all this happened in a flash of lightning, and Etila and Siesta were still facing in this direction. They were in a close posture, each holding their own weapons in their hands.
Tianlan and Jita looked here nervously, with breathless and concerned expressions on their faces.
Sylvide was opening her suitcase, Parker was holding a crossbow, and Dick was holding a sword in both hands with a serious look on his face. As for Mr. Hansen, Fang Plover couldn't help but cursed inwardly. This guy was so uninteresting that he was already fast. He ran to the edge of the square.
But it's quite normal. Originally, we only had a cooperative relationship, and the previous employer of the other party was dead. Knowing that the enemy is invincible, it seems understandable to choose to protect ourselves. It’s just that Fang Pliant thinks that these guys are not very smart. Where can they go if they run here?
It's just the difference between dying early and dying later, it's better to stay and think of a solution.
As for being able to wander around and think about all these messy things with a knife on his neck, he is probably the only one. It wasn't until the dragon lady tightened her claws and a stinging pain came from her neck that he came back to his senses.
"Wait a minute!" Fang Plover hurriedly shouted. Of course he didn't want to die - as a glorious stowaway, he naturally has some privileges compared with ordinary selected people. For example, others have five chances to be resurrected. , and the fact that noble and hard-core stowaway 'players' only have two chances to resurrect is an objective reality.
He has already died once. If he dies again, he will be the legendary One Life Contra.
"Have you thought about it?" There was a hint of anticipation in Nicol Bolas's eyes, which were like the fire of Venus. Just as she had already seen clearly the weakness and pretentiousness of mortals, these miserable bugs were always there. Seeking the greatest interests, sometimes even they themselves cannot see this clearly, thinking that they will stick to it for the sake of nobleness, beliefs and ideals.
She thought that that kind of false spiritual satisfaction was always slightly better than those guys who were full of fat heads and did nothing, but it made her even more disgusted.
On the contrary, she admired pragmatic people like Fang Plover - of course, this appreciation did not last long.
Because Fang Yu faced this woman who could crush him to death with one finger, so he carefully considered his words and answered: "That... I haven't thought about it yet."
"You are looking for death——!" Nicol Bolas's golden eyes flashed with the anger of being played with. Without saying a word, she transformed her claws into fists and knocked Fang Plover away with one punch, hitting the statue in the center of the square with a bang, completely knocking down the remaining half of the statue.
The rocks fell down, burying the square plover underneath with a crashing sound, and the dust flew up.
"Brother Ed!" Tianlan and Jita exclaimed at the same time.
Aitila also put down the spear in her hand and rushed over with a single stride, wanting to take action against the dark dragon. However, Nicol Bolas didn't even look at her, he casually raised his paw and swept the spear away with an understatement.
The loss of single-digit block value was almost non-existent for a creature of her level. The elf girl gritted her teeth and pulled back the spear, but Nicol Bolas held it with her backhand, and the huge disparity in strength prevented her spear from moving at all. .
Nicol Bolas smiled coldly, then turned around and grabbed Attila with one claw.
At this critical moment, Fang Plover's somewhat weak voice came from under the smoke: "Don't take action against Miss Aitila, otherwise you will never get this thing!"
Strangely enough, his words seemed to have a great influence on Nicol Bolas. The elf girl was about to disappear, but this warning made Nicol Bolas retract his claws at the last moment.
She used her sharp claws to lightly scratch Attila's slender neck. Although she didn't actually do it, the threat was self-evident.
"Be careful, elf."
"Each other." Attila also stopped and looked at the woman with her emerald green eyes without fear.
Fang Plover coughed twice under a pile of rubble, then opened the debris with a loud bang and stood up from under the statue's base. Nicol Bolas punched him half to death, and he was still seeing stars in his eyes. However, it also allowed him to find out the details of the opponent.
If the opponent has murderous intentions, he can be killed ten times with one punch.
But she didn't.
Although I don't know how the other party did it, the punch did not cause any real damage to him. Even when he hit the statue in the end, he only lost about ten points of blood, and his power seemed to be completely removed.
Even with the last remaining bit of self-awareness, Fang Yu could tell that this was because the other party was showing mercy.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and with confidence in his heart, he walked out of the smoke and dust with confidence, and said: "...Ms. Nicol Bolas, I guess if you kill me, you may not be able to get it. To that thing, right?”
Nicol Bolas deadpanned. "Don't be so smart, don't forget that you exposed your weakness just now -" She stretched out her black-scaled claws and strangled the wheat-colored neck of the elf girl beside her, causing the latter to frown and groan, showing her discomfort. demeanor.
"You may not be afraid of death, but if you don't give me the things, I will kill your companions one by one."
Fang Yu frowned, thinking that this woman is really a lunatic. But on the surface, he pretended not to care and began to tell lies with his eyes open: "Then just go ahead, you know very well that we can still be resurrected outside."
But when he said this, he tried not to look at Tianlan and Jita, so as not to let the other party see any clues.
Nicol Bolas hesitated.
Seeing this, Fang Yu felt more confident and took a step forward. At the same time, he said step by step: "If I guess correctly, you have been trapped in this illusion for thirty years, and this thing is what you need to leave this place." The key, right?”
Nicol Bolas retracted his claws slightly, frowning at him with golden eyes.
Fang Yu saw that in such a short moment, Aitila had left an obvious bruise on her neck. He subconsciously touched his neck and realized that the other party was indeed 'gentle' towards him.
He cast a worried glance at the elf girl. Aitila touched her neck and shook her head at him, indicating that she was fine.
So Fang Yu turned around and looked squarely at that golden-red gaze. "-So, Lady Nicol Bolas, you can't leave this place, but we can."
"That's enough," Nicol Bolas interrupted coldly. "Stop talking nonsense. If you really despise death as much as you say, you can commit suicide now."
Fang Yu suddenly got stuck. Let's not say that he was not really afraid at all. What about Jita and Tianlan? He couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, thinking why this woman didn't play her cards according to the routine. Didn't this make her chatter to death all at once?
With such a bad character, it’s no wonder he ended up like this.
Nicol Bolas saw Fang Plover in a dilemma and sneered: "What's wrong, are you scared?"
"Okay," Fang Yu said helplessly: "Of course I'm afraid of death. No one wants to die if they can, but if they have to die and have no choice, mortals will choose to stop losses. Such a simple truth, you should Do you understand, Lady Nicol Bolas?"
"You mean you want to negotiate terms with me, a mere mortal?" Ms. Dark Dragon narrowed her eyes dangerously.
"Stop, stop, stop!" Fang Yu saw her clenching her fist and approaching him. He didn't know what this violent woman wanted to do, so he quickly shouted: "Ms. Nicol Bolas, Shi Ke cannot be killed. If you come near me again, I will kill myself." Ah, mortals are very fragile, I have a hundred ways to commit suicide immediately!"
Just kidding, although she can punch herself to death, it will still hurt!
And these words had a miraculous effect. Nicol Bolas weighed it, probably believing that mortals are fragile, because this was also in line with her knowledge, and she stopped.
She took a breath, tried to soften her expression, and said: "Okay, don't talk nonsense. Give me the thing, and I will spare your life and grant you a small wish - you want What, money or power or strength? I can satisfy you."
But Fang Yu didn't believe her lies. He had seen another form of this dark dragon in Traveler's Rest, so he naturally knew what kind of existence the other party was - fortunately, the other party didn't know this.
But he didn't expose it, took a breath, and pretended to be moved: "Okay, I want money, power and strength, but how can I be sure that you are not deceiving me?"
"Of course I'm lying to you," Nicol Bolas thought. However, she suppressed her discomfort on the surface and replied dryly with a straight face: "Do you think it is necessary for me to deceive you, a mortal? In my eyes, you are just an insignificant little thing?"
"Please," Fang Plover shrugged helplessly. "Ms. Nicol Bolas, we are all sensible people, so there is no need to insult each other's intelligence. If you really feel that I am insignificant, why are you talking to me like you have eaten something dirty? You might as well do it now Just crush me to death so you don’t waste time.”
Nicol Bolas narrowed his eyes dangerously, gritted his teeth in anger, and looked at this guy with squinted eyes, thinking about how to twist off this kid's head when the time came.
Although she couldn't fully understand what Fang Plover said, such as what "insulting one's intelligence" meant, she could roughly tell what he meant.
The dark dragon was silent for a long time before asking in a hoarse voice: "Then what do you want?"
Her voice made Fang Yu slightly startled, and then he realized that this voice seemed to be somewhat similar to the malicious voice in the previous phantom. Is that the voice of Nicol Bolas himself? But he felt something strange in his heart. The two voices seemed to be different but not exactly the same.
However, everything was strange. He still answered the other party's question: "My first request is to let other people leave this place. This is a deal between the two of us. I don't want to involve other people."
When Nicol Bolas heard this, he flashed and appeared in front of Fang Plover the next moment. He stretched out his hand and lifted Fang Plover up. She raised her head and looked at Fang Plover with extremely cold eyes, her golden pupils shining with an unprecedented coldness. "You think I'm a fool?"
Not far away, Jita couldn't help but groan when she saw this scene, and subconsciously took a step forward.
But Tian Lan quickly grabbed her hand and said to her: "Don't go there!"
"But Brother Ed?"
Tian Lan shook his head and whispered to her: "Brother Ed has the upper hand. He has found out all the dragon's trump cards and is unable to turn around. I really didn't expect that Brother Ed actually had this skill. He can So calm——"
But poor Fang Plover is as calm and composed as Tianlan thinks at this moment.
He only felt difficulty breathing and his vision was blurred. He subconsciously grabbed Nicol Bolas's arm covered with cold scales, but it was like grabbing a motionless steel pipe, and it was of no avail. In desperation, he had no choice but to stretch out his foot and kick Nicol Bolas in the stomach.
The latter sneered, grabbed his ankle and swung him back - Fang Plover felt himself flying up like a cloud, the whole square seemed to be turned upside down, and he was slapped in the face with a bang - he was like a big windmill. , was rounded and slapped on the ground.
Nicol Bolas then let go of his hand triumphantly.
Fang Yu was so painful that he almost shed tears. He felt angry and aggrieved, and scolded this violent woman in his heart. Then he simply turned over, lay on the ground and said loudly: "Kill me, I won't give you anything."
"You think I don't dare to kill you?" Nicol Bolas narrowed his eyes again, his golden eyes full of coldness.
"Then you kill, kill everyone quickly." Fang Plover was lying on the ground and said in an orderly manner: "After I go out, I will hide that thing far away so that no one else can find it. , you know Yuanhai, I plan to throw it down there."
Since Nicol Bolas was born, he has probably never encountered such a fearless person, whether it was a human or a dragon.
But Fang Yu's words really scared her. She didn't know how this human boy guessed the relationship between that thing and her. Maybe it was because the guy just revealed too much information.
When she thought of this, she wanted to resurrect the scholar and kill him again.
But thinking about it, she still took a deep breath, suppressed the overwhelming anger in her heart, and almost gritted her teeth and replied word for word: "Okay, I promise you, let the others leave first, and get up quickly to complete the deal. .”
Nicol Bolas clenched his fists, his claws almost piercing his flesh, thinking with rage in his heart - just look where these mortals can escape to? As soon as she gets that thing, she will definitely find these people one by one and torture them to death.
Especially this damn human being in front of me.
But what she never expected was that Fang Plover lay motionless on the ground and blinked at her: "But it hurts from the fall. I need a hug from my little sister to get up."
I need a hug from my little sister to get up!
Nicol Bolas took a deep breath.
She felt like the veins in her forehead were pounding, and she almost couldn't hold back her breath and burned this guy to ashes.
Not far away, two little girls were frightened half to death by Fang Plover's tragic experience, but when they heard these words, they couldn't help but burst into laughter. If the dark dragon lady hadn't turned around and looked at them with a cold gaze, making them tremble as if they were falling into an ice cave, the two little girls would have fallen down laughing while hugging each other.
As for Aitila, she originally wanted to go up and rescue Fang Plover while holding the spear, but after hearing these words, she couldn't help but sigh and shook her head.
Fang Plover then laughed, waved his hands and said, "It's just a joke, Ms. Nicol Bolas, don't be angry."
"I'm not angry." Nicol Bolas looked at him as if he were a dead man and replied solemnly.
But Fang Plover still had no intention of getting up and continued: "It's not that I don't believe you, Miss Nicol Bolas. You have to send others out of this illusion first before I can believe what you say."
After hearing this, Nicol Bolas couldn't help but fell silent and looked at Fang Plover quietly, his golden eyes flashing with unknown light.
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