"continue?"
Sylvester tilted her head, her eyes like gems in the dark.
Fang Plover raised his head, looked forward, and nodded slowly and forcefully.
"We're almost at the end."
he said, walking out the door.
Ahead is a dark and deep corridor, where all illusions have turned into illusions, and the shadows all around are like black smoke rising.
And a shadow stood in front.
That's Shizu.
The girl pressed her hands on her chest, as if she were holding something, and looked straight through him, looking at the empty place in the darkness.
As if waiting for someone.
When Fang Yu saw this scene, he already had a clear understanding in his heart. He calmly took out the coat of arms - of course, the latter had become the witness of the victim.
A timid figure stepped out of the shadows.
"Miss Shizu, it's not that I don't want to help you, but...if we are discovered by it, we will all die."
"Mr. Jeffrey, do you really want to go to the dark side like this? Even though you know it mentally - you betrayed your friends thirty years ago, and what did they give you? Thirty years later, you still have Are you banking on anything like that?”
"But what hope is there?" Jeffrey sighed: "You are right, I did everything wrong thirty years ago and killed everyone. How can there be any redemption for a person like me? ? I can't turn back, Shizu, my sin is unforgivable, so I can only go on like this, what can I do?"
"Go back, Mr. Jeffrey," the girl begged bitterly: "A person can make mistakes for a while, but he cannot continue to do so. One day you will always be forgiven by everyone."
"Forgiveness, to me, this is such a luxurious word. Who can forgive a person like me?"
"At least I have forgiven you, Mr. Jeffrey. I know that you live with the regrets of the past all the time, but have you ever thought that one day you will regret everything you did today, and you will help it do evil again?" ?"
"Mr. Jeffrey, leave yourself a hope."
"But..." The figure seemed extremely hesitant.
"Your friends will forgive you, Mr. Jeffrey, and one day they will understand what you have done today."
"But I killed them, Miss Misu, Mr. Dict, and the boss. They will never forgive me. You don't understand, Miss Shis."
The figure cried softly.
"It's all my fault for screwing up everything - but that's not what I thought originally. I just thought the bosses had gone too far, but I didn't expect that much. I was greedy for petty gains and a hateful bad gambler, but I never thought it would be like this.”
"You are truly stupid, Jeffrey."
In the darkness, a hoarse voice came from behind Fang Plover.
Fang Plover and Sylvide were both slightly startled, and turned around in shock, only to see a tall man walking out of the smoke.
That was the man with the mask, the employer of the Knights of Tapolis on this mission. He had disappeared with Dict before, but now he appeared in this place.
He stood upright in the midst of the black smoke, looking at the black shadow coldly.
The black figure trembled for a moment, then raised his head and looked in disbelief. His gaze could clearly pass through Fang Plover and Sylvester, but fell directly on the man.
"Is that you, boss?"
The man snorted coldly: "It's me. Fortunately, I'm not mad at you. Go away, Jeffrey. I forgive you. Do what you should do."
"So you're not dead, boss, I..." The black shadow asked in disbelief: "Do you really forgive me?"
"If you had caught me thirty years ago, I would have wanted to stab you, a traitor, to death with a sword." The man shook his head and said calmly: "But forget it, you idiot, I have forgiven you too many times. No more, not more than once. But what you owe is not me, but all the people here, everything. You know what you have to do, right?"
The black shadow trembled and sobbed: "I understand, boss."
"Go ahead, there's no hope for you, you're going to hell, Jeffrey," the man replied, "but before that, I promise you, there are people who will get there before you do."
He raised his head to look at the dark corridor and shook his head slightly: "It's been thirty years. It's time for this damn ghost place to come to an end."
The black shadow turned back and said to Shizu: "Miss Shizu, you are right, I have made a decision."
"Thank you, Mr. Jeffrey, for leaving us all with a sense of hope."
The black shadow shook his head: "I just tried my best to make up for it. I know that one day I will go to hell. You don't have to comfort me, Miss Shisi. No one can redeem me, but I can redeem others. Maybe this is The only reason I stay in this place—"
Then Shisi opened her palms and handed the things in her hands to him: "But there is always hope, Mr. Jeffrey. It is like a flame in the dark. Although it is weak, it can still illuminate people's hearts."
Jeffrey took the mark without saying a word. At the same time, he also handed the thing that Dragon's Golden Dragon gave him - the Zealot's Sacrifice Mark to Shizu, "Take this, it belongs to you originally. , Shizu, maybe you will need it one day. I will go see that woman right away, I just hope she doesn’t find any clues. "
He looked at the girl and finally warned: "When she gets the sword, the power of the illusion will be weakened to the extreme, and there will not be much time left for you. I wish you good luck, Shizu."
Shizu nodded slightly.
But Jeffrey stopped looking at her. He turned and looked at the masked man one last time.
"Good luck to you too, boss."
Then the black shadow disappeared.
The man turned away and took a breath.
The girl turned to Fang Pliance, as if she could finally see him and Sylvide. She smiled slightly: "Remember what you promised me, Mr. Ed, and protect Hu Di. I'm afraid I won't be able to see you again. I'm glad to meet you." Brave and kind people like you and Hu Di."
As she spoke, she turned around, but Fang Yu stopped her first: "Wait, Shizu."
The girl stopped.
Fang Yucai asked: "Actually, the Blade of False Victory is just a shadow left here by the fairy holy sword Jalapea. It can't threaten the Dragon's Golden Eyes at all, right?"
The girl was startled, lowered her head and said nothing.
"But it can kill you."
"The container of the Dragon's Golden Eyes."
"Mr. Ed..."
Fang Yu shook his head and continued to ask: "Hu Di wanted to protect you, so he took the sword away, and you were afraid that he would be bewitched by the Dragon's Golden Eyes and destroy the sword. Because - restricting the Dragon's Gold It’s not the sword that has the power, but you, right?”
"But I still don't understand why she chose Hu Di instead of those Dragon Worshipers. Is it because of your approval that Hu Di was able to enter the core area of Hostings Cathedral with the Blade of False Victory?"
"You replaced the Zealot's Mark of Sacrifice with the Mark of Martyrdom of the Loyalist, disrupting her original plan, but what exactly was her original plan? Who is the shadow of Nicol Bolas in the Gray Oak Square?"
Shizu sighed.
She turned her back and said quietly: "You are right, Mr. Ed. As for why. I think someone will tell you the answer. Keep going. You will see everything that happened thirty years ago." ——”
After saying that, she took a step forward.
The figure dissipated into the darkness.
The things in his hands also fell down and landed on the ground with a clang. That thing turned into a ray of light and gradually merged into the coat of arms in Fang Plover's hand.
Fang Yu watched blankly as the girl disappeared, and then turned to look at the coat of arms in his hand.
It has indeed changed its form once again.
Mark of Promise (Incomplete) (Magic Accessory, Equipment Level, D++)
Basic attributes: slight increase in strength +, explosive power +15
Additional skills: base strength, flash of hope
Weight: 0.1kg
Occupied:—
Requirement level: any level 35
'Under the illusion of Dolifen, those who hold the ring can ignore its level restrictions'
'The answer lies in the heart'
'Hope remains-'
"Incomplete form?" Fang Yu was slightly startled.
The Scepter of Regret and the Mark of the Loyal were both in complete form after one change, but this mark had already changed for the second time, and it was still in an incomplete form.
What is still missing?
He couldn't help but become curious.
But at this time, the masked man came up from behind and said in a hoarse voice: "Go on, you two, we don't have much time left."
"Mr. Lu En," Fang Yu looked at the latter in surprise: "I didn't expect you to appear in this place."
The man was slightly startled: "You have recognized me before."
"Not just you, but also Mr. Dict. When you left the team, I realized that you might have been witnesses to the disaster thirty years ago." Fang Yu shook his head: "I just didn't expect that you are not only Is he a person who has experienced it, or is he the protagonist of that fantasy.”
The man sighed, shook his head and took off his mask, revealing the face of a middle-aged man. That face still retains the splendor of his youth, but it has gradually aged. Although it is still handsome, it is full of vicissitudes of life.
A hideous wound ran through his face from the upper left side to the lower side, slightly destroying the overall beauty.
"I would rather not be the protagonist," he said. "Your name is Ed, right? I watched your game at Travelers Rest that day, and I remember your name wasn't that at the time."
Fang Yu glanced at him slightly in surprise. He didn't expect that the other party was also in the hall at that time: "That was a pseudonym I used. I got into some trouble at the time, but I think Mr. Luen has already met Aitila. Miss and Tianlan, I guess the person they saw at Traveler's Rest was not you, right?"
"You are very smart, that is my substitute," Luen replied: "After experiencing what happened thirty years ago, I learned to protect myself, not only for me, but also for everyone in Dolifen. .”
Fang Yu shook his head: "I can't say I'm smart, but no matter how confused Tian Lan is, she is also a carefully selected reserve student of Twelve Color Iris, so she won't have no impression of her employer at all. I still know this."
"Yes, the selectors are indeed outstanding talents. If you had been there thirty years ago, Dolifen's ending might have been rewritten."
"That's not necessarily true. Isn't the Dragon Fire Guild a ready-made example?" Fang Yu replied. He would never have said this before the elf ruins group: "There are also all kinds of people among the selectors. Our The world is actually not fundamentally different from you."
"Indeed, you are right." Lu En nodded.
"But I still have a question, Mr. Luen," Fang Plover looked at the latter and asked: "If Sylvide and I entered this last illusion with the approval of Miss Shisi, and Why did you appear here?"
"My situation is quite special," Lu En replied: "But I also gained her approval before I could enter here."
"She?" Fang Pliong looked at him quietly and asked, "Does it mean Nicol Bolas?"
Lu En glanced at him in surprise.
"I'm very curious," Fang Yu said. "I always thought that the shadow of Nicol Bolas in the Gray Oak Square was the manifestation of the Dragon's Golden Eyes in this illusion. But now it seems that is not the case. That illusion What exactly is it——I believe you can give me this answer, right, Mr. Luhn.”
But Luen shook his head: "You will understand, Ed, but you don't need me to tell you. If you want to know all this, just follow me, and you will see the truth."
After saying that, he left the black mist and walked in first.
Seeing this, Fang Yu hesitated for a moment and followed.
Then came Sylvide and the maid carrying the stone statue.
Fang Plover walked through the darkness and almost lost the figure of Rune in front of him. Some strange sounds seemed to be lingering in his ears - children's giggles, men's shouts, women's sharp curses, and whispers.
There were also some trivial words and phrases that kept coming into his ears.
"...monster, bastard!"
"No, don't come over, this isn't true..."
"We made an agreement."
"traitor!"
"I won't trust anyone anymore!"
Then his eyes suddenly lit up.
A sea of golden red fire, Lu En's tall figure was in front, silently looking at the entire burning street in front of him, the golden color of the flames reflected on his face.
The man had a look of pain on his face.
Fang Plover raised his head and naturally recognized this place.
Gray Oak Square.
But at this moment, it is a ruins burning in the sea of fire. The scene of the celebration has long been wiped out. There are people's corpses and blood everywhere - as well as the corpses of some monsters with dragon horns, scales and claws.
If Fang Plover did not admit his mistake, he was the servant of the dragon.
Surrounded by thick smoke, in the center of the square were two people—three, to be exact.
Misu held a sharp sword and faced off against the Dragon Worshipers not far away. Next to her was Dict, who also held a sword, and even in this situation, the older knight remained calm.
Misu held the cold body of a girl in her hands.
Some weak girls closed their eyes peacefully.
There was a snake-shaped dagger stuck in her chest, and her hand hung down limply, but she was holding a brooch tightly in her hand - she held it so hard that she remained in this position until her death.
That's Shizu.
When Fang Yu saw this scene, he was speechless. Although he had expected it, it was a different feeling when he actually saw it.
Not far from the two people in the center of the square.
The huge magic circle in the square was glowing slightly.
And it seemed that something huge was slowly emerging from there.
The earth trembled.
It seemed that the entire city that was in flames was shaking.
Among the Dragon Worshipers, Man Luo was laughing wildly and screaming: "Dear Miss Dragon Slayer, I didn't expect that I was the better one. What your ancestors were able to accomplish seventy years ago does not mean that You can do it too, this game of chess——"
He replied loudly: "I still win."
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