Luo Lin turned around and watched calmly as the others put down Lin En. The latter didn't struggle, just looked at him and asked: "Why?"
Luo Lin shook his head slightly and said: "There is no reason, it's just that everyone chooses their own path. And I chose such a path, Linn, that's all."
"So you lied to all of us, including the earl who trusted you so much?" Linn asked.
Luo Lin remained silent.
But he suddenly put a fist to his mouth, and suddenly burst out into a fit of violent coughing, which caused blood to flow from the corners of his mouth. Lin En looked at him like this and couldn't help asking: "Are you okay?"
Luo Lin stopped coughing, raised his head, and smiled weakly: "Speaking of which, someone asked you the same question before."
Linn looked at him a little surprised.
"In your eyes, I shouldn't be considered a good person at this moment," he looked at the others: "They are Dragon Worshipers. You should recognize them, right?"
"Luo Lin, why do you want to reveal our identities?" At this time, a man in a cloak said dissatisfiedly. Luo Lin gave him a cold look: "You think others can't guess it. Besides, what are you afraid of when you hide your head and show your tail?"
The man snorted and stepped back.
Lin frowned and looked at him and replied: "Because people have feelings, Luo Lin, it's still too late to turn back now. Let's go to the Continental League together. With you and Mr. Ed here, we have a chance to win from Austria." The champion is won in the hands of the poet——"
Luo Lin coughed for a while, shook his head and said: "Yes, Linn... But it is precisely because of this that I chose this path. I'm sorry for involving you. This matter should have nothing to do with you. Yes, but I still want to thank you for taking care of me these days, at least reminding me of some things in the past."
He smiled a little, a little helplessly.
At this time, a Dragon Worshiper came up with a sharp blade, but Luo Lin stretched out his hand to stop the latter and said: "Don't hurt him, he is only one person. Let him stay here, your achievements need someone to witness, then A great dragon witch will appreciate all this."
The Dragon Worshipers looked at each other, as if convinced by this last sentence, and nodded.
When Lin En heard the words "Dragon Witch", he suddenly thought of something and struggled hard, but the two cultists held him firmly in place.
He shouted at the top of his lungs: "You can't do that, Rollin."
"You won't be able to look back."
But Luo Lin didn't listen and just turned around with the others.
The group of people passed by the exposed platform of the spire and walked towards the deepest hall. Rows of glass windows around them displayed ancient objects from the past era, including dusty crystals, golden muskets, a pair of armor, and a suit of armor. Volumes of parchment literature.
That was the earliest mark established by Elfendor. As time went by, those displays became taller and taller.
Luo Lin suddenly stopped in front of one of the exhibits. He raised his head and looked at the tall thing behind the glass. It was not the huge keel in the center of the hall, but the elderly knights, with their heads lowered and holding their own spears in one hand, their eyes dim and staring. Touch the ground.
It has stayed in this place for many years, and it is no longer clear whether it is the years or the battle that have left mottled marks on its body, so that its outer shell seems to be covered with a dull layer of gray, but how many people know about it? , underneath is the extremely precious fairy gold.
"Heroic dragon knight, Huma," Luo Lin said softly: "It's a pity that the dragon slayer has passed away long ago, but the dragon will never be extinct. The eternal choice has become the opponent of mortals and stood by their enemies."
There was silence.
After a while, someone said in a hoarse voice: "Let's go quickly. The people in the Elfendor Council are not just decorations. They are trying to find ways to connect the magic source to the elevator. They will reach this floor soon. What's left for us is Time is running out."
At this time, a series of low roars came from the distance.
The flames of the explosion came from the direction of the lower city of Vanrich.
Luo Lin looked there, and the light shone through the terrace outside and reflected on his face. Everyone heard a shrill scream at this moment, and even from such a long distance, it seemed that they could still feel the floor under their feet shaking slightly.
…
Fang Plover saw that three golden flowers seemed to be unfolding in the firelight, and they were slowly blooming along Korath's third head in order from top to bottom.
Immediately, more firelight fell on the fish-man god, and along with the sharp sound of breaking through the sky, it descended on the square like a storm. Some of them fell sideways, and when they landed on the ground, they lifted up a piece of stone slabs and soil, which fell like raindrops.
The memorial tower in the center of the square also collapsed and collapsed, falling sideways.
Korath instantly fell into a rage under the cover of artillery fire, screaming and raising his twelve heads, while avoiding the invisible and intangible attack, while dealing with the non-existent enemy, and trying to escape from the enemy. Find your opponent in the air.
And saw this scene.
Fang Yu understood that his opportunity had come.
He immediately rushed out of the shadows in the alley, dripping with water, but before he had taken a few steps, a murloc unexpectedly appeared in front of him. The fish man was wearing feathers and had no weapons in his hands. He just screamed at him with his teeth and claws.
"Soothsayer!"
Fang Plover secretly cried out that he was unlucky.
It was just that the two sides suddenly met, and both were unable to react in time. They saw a frost arrow shot from the hand of the fish-man soothsayer, but it barely missed Fang Plover and only hit the water splash behind, where it formed. A thin sheet of ice.
Fang Plover gritted his teeth, lowered his head and bumped into him, but although the fish-man fortune teller was a spell caster, he was much stronger than him. As soon as he bumped into him, the opponent only took half a step back, but he himself was knocked dizzy.
The fish-man fortune teller took the opportunity to reach out to catch him, but this time the latter forgot that Fang Plover also had an alchemist robe on him. With this grab, he pulled the robe away from Fang Plover with a 'tearing' sound. down.
Fang Yu didn't have time to feel sorry for his robe before he came to his senses and hurriedly passed by the other party and continued running forward.
In the shallow water area, the fish-man fortune teller chased for a few steps and found that he could not catch up with him. However, it was at this time that Korath also noticed the movement in the square. However, the giant monster was hesitating for a moment whether to find the invisible enemy first or to stop the little ant first.
At this moment, the fishman fortune teller turned around, gestured and screamed a few words to Korath.
Korath seemed to understand the latter's language, and then he turned his two heads and sprayed a stream of flames and a poisonous arrow at Fang Plover respectively.
The hearts of the viewers in the live broadcast room almost stopped at this moment, for fear of seeing Fang Plover turn into ashes under the flames, but the next moment, they saw a flash of silver light, and Fang Plover disappeared in an instant. The flames and poisonous arrows overlapped, but they only landed where Fang Plover originally disappeared.
After a moment, everyone saw Fang Plover appearing in front of the steps of the workshop in a ray of light like an unfolding silver thread, together with a strange-shaped structure. "A capable angel!" Everyone couldn't help but exclaimed.
The latter didn't even bother to put away the structure, and ran towards the workshop as soon as he landed.
But at this moment, the distance between these few steps seemed to last for many years in Fang Plover's eyes. He heard a deafening scream coming from behind, which was Korath's raging anger because he had been fooled.
Although the sound of artillery fire did not stop for a moment, Fang Plover heard the other party's heavy steps turning and coming in this direction.
At that moment, Fang Yu felt his heart beating like thunder. The Xilin-Spika family's workshop could not protect him from the attack of such a world-class BOSS. It would only be like him under Korath's fury. Just turned into powder.
Therefore, he must seize the time, find the teleportation array first and activate it.
But how much time is left for him?
He opened the door with a bang, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead. The dark workshop was not as large as the shipyards he had seen in Grande and Elpaxin, but it covered an area of larger. Not small.
It was his first time coming to this place. How easy was it to find the teleportation array among the dense rows of machinery and magic furnaces?
It was at this time that Fang Yu suddenly heard a gunshot.
The bullet flew past him and hit the water in front, causing a splash. Then there was a second gunshot, the second bullet hitting farther away but in the same direction as the first impact.
Fang Yu's heart suddenly moved.
He barely had to look back to understand who was shooting. It was his ship officer lady who was guiding him in the dark, and his heart couldn't help but be filled with emotion at that moment - it was not just this that moved him, but the fact that the other party was still safe at this moment.
It surprised and delighted him.
Fang Yu seemed to have endless confidence in his heart, and he immediately ran in that direction.
Due to the existence of steps outside, only a shallow layer of sewage accumulated inside the factory and was still flowing outward. Therefore, Fang Plover moved around the factory without any hindrance. At this time, the third gunshot was heard, hitting a piece of machinery in front of him and sending out a cloud of sparks.
Fang Plover immediately turned in that direction, and then there was a fourth gunshot, shattering a window. Amid the sound of shards of glass falling to the ground, a fifth gunshot rang out. The bullet passed through the window and hit a path in front.
Fang Plover crossed the path and finally saw the teleportation circle behind the rows of shelves.
There are only two magic circles.
One came in, the other came out, covered with a layer of sewage, and Fang Plover couldn't see clearly which one was positive and which one was negative. He was so anxious that he felt the footsteps of Koras outside getting closer and closer. He hurriedly leaned down, not caring about the dirty water, and pushed hard with his hand.
The water brushed away for a moment, but before he could see clearly, it covered it again. Fang Yu was so nervous that he wiped his sweat with his hands and pushed the water away again. But this time he saw clearly that this was a passing formation.
"Depend on."
Fang Yu cursed secretly in his heart and immediately turned to the other side.
He hurriedly found a protrusion under the water, then pulled it out with force, and with a 'swish' sound, he tore it off from the groove on the circle with mud and water - it was a crystal. Fang Yu didn't have time to see what type of crystal it was, so he just inserted it into his magic furnace with his backhand.
"Miss Tata, help me adjust the output power of the magic furnace to the maximum."
He shouted in his heart.
"Understood, Sir Knight."
Korath's steps stopped at this moment.
Fang Yu's heartbeat almost stopped. He glanced outside stiffly, understanding that this did not mean anything good.
In the live broadcast room, since Fang Plover entered the workshop, it was no longer possible to see what was going on inside. But people could clearly see that Korath was approaching the workshop step by step. The small square was only three or four steps away from him.
The two guests were equally nervous. They couldn't even remember how many years it had been since they had had such an empathetic experience.
The commentator on the side got a piece of paper from somewhere. After reading it, he stammered: "Dear viewers, due to unexpected events, our players are trying to prevent a conspiracy planned by the Dragon Worship Cult."
"...The workshop is the property of the Silin-Spica family, and there is a teleportation array inside that can lead to the upper level of Elfendor Spire. Mr. Ed must first destroy the workshop before Korath completely destroys it. Activate that teleportation array."
But how can anyone listen to his nonsense now?
There was silence in the live broadcast room, because everyone saw that Korath stopped in front of the Xilin-Spika family's workshop.
The fish-man god raised his head high under the gunfire, and then crashed down. With a loud bang, the tall workshop collapsed in an instant and was wiped out. And looking at the scattered ruins, people's hearts were in their throats——
"Failed?"
There was silence in the square.
In just a moment, a silver ray of light suddenly rose. It penetrated the clouds and mist in an instant, pointing directly in the direction of the center of Vanrik, and even to the spire of Elfendor.
At that moment, everyone's eyes reflected this bright light, and an indescribable emotion rose from their hearts. I don't know how many people smashed their desks hard at that moment, and there was a sound of slaps.
Everyone couldn't help but yelled:
"Do it, it's done!"
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Liupanshui frigate, hull number 571.
In the captain's room, the communications officer turned around and reported loudly: "The target has successfully reached its destination."
The captain only narrowed his eyes and nodded when he heard this. He knocked on the command platform with the pipe in his hand and replied: "Order the No. 1 to No. 4 gun crews to stop firing. Re-raise the sail, port rudder thirty, and proceed to Vanrik."
He paused:
"Let the knights prepare and prepare to release the main structure into the battlefield."
…
While Lin En was struggling, he suddenly saw a white light coming in front of him. The next moment, he saw a gray-faced young man emerging from it.
And the other party obviously noticed them. He raised his head and without saying a word, raised his hand and fired a flying fist at the Dragon Worshiper beside him. The latter was startled, and quickly released his hold on his hand, and drew his sword from his waist to block it. However, before he could hold the sword firmly, it was knocked away.
The sword fell far into the hall, making a jingling sound.
But Fang Yu saw it clearly. He reached out and raised his hand, and the lonely king Zhi Ao that flew out suddenly hovered in the air. He grasped it again, and there was a soft 'click' sound. Before the other party could react, the dark dragon's claws had firmly grasped his shoulder.
No matter how hard he tried, as soon as the magic engine started, the cable suddenly straightened, pulling the opponent up from the ground. And Fang Plover swung it hard and threw it away from the terrace with his backhand.
The Dragon Worshiper let out a shrill scream and fell into the square from more than seventy stories in the air.
The long lingering sound continued for several seconds before it suddenly stopped.
Fang Plover took back his gloves and then looked at the other person. The Dragon Worshiper was so frightened that he backed away repeatedly. He actually let go of Lin En's hand and wanted to run away. However, before he could take two steps back, he suddenly felt a pain in his back. A silver blade pierced through his chest and passed through him. A sword point emerged from his chest.
The Dragon Worshiper opened his mouth, but the sword blade had already cut open his lungs and pierced the trachea. He could only make some rustling sounds, and then his head tilted, and his field of vision was black.
Fang Yu gestured with his gloves and asked the capable angel to pull out the sword blade, watching silently as his body turned into dots of black light and rose into the air.
He frowned and looked at these mottled light spots. This was not the first time he had seen the same black light. But apart from the dark dragon, he has never heard of any other gods that these dragon worshipers believe in. So what kind of power does this strange way of resurrection come from?
"Mr. Ed?"
Fang Plover looked back, and after a while, he recognized the young man who had been caught by the two Dragon Worshipers. "Are you, Linn from Team Elfendor?"
But before he finished speaking, Lin grabbed his arm with an anxious look on his face and pulled him forward. "Lowlin has been bewitched by the Dragon Cult. They plan to attack Nicol Bolas's dragon claws. Although we don't know exactly what they plan to do, we'd better stop him immediately - before it's too late."
Fang Yu knew what the other party planned to do. Of course, it is to regain part of the lost power of the Dragon Witch and let it return to its heyday strength as quickly as possible.
However, he calmed down and asked, "Aren't you and Luo Lin together?"
"I just accidentally saw him leaving the square, so I followed him. I didn't expect that he would be held hostage by the Dragon Worshipers." Lin En answered truthfully.
"They confiscated your communication crystal?"
Lynn nodded.
"How long have you been here?"
"Before you, almost ten minutes."
Fang Yu secretly frowned after hearing this, ten minutes? Based on his experience at Traveler's Rest, ten minutes was far enough for the opponent to release Nicol Bolas's power. He suddenly stopped and asked, "You have been looking at the situation over there in the hall. There is nothing." Discover?"
Linn thought for a moment and replied: "There seemed to be a burst of black smoke rising in the hall before, but shortly before you arrived, they shrank back again, and now they are no longer visible."
Black fog?
Fang Yu secretly screamed something bad, and a warning sign suddenly appeared in his heart. He suddenly turned around and pushed Lin En away, and then flew in the other direction. He only heard a sound of wind and a black light passed between the two of them.
The black light penetrated into the floor behind them, cutting a gash three meters long and nearly ten inches deep.
Fang Plover looked back and saw a tall shadow slowly walking out of the hall.
And a pair of golden-red eyes were looking down at him, as if reflecting into the deepest part of his nightmare.
"We meet again," two different voices came from the darkness, but they merged into one, one voice was deep and powerful, while the other voice was calm and rational. The first voice said in a low voice: "Dollifen's farewell seems to have happened a long, long time ago."
But another voice said with some light emotion: "You shouldn't be in this place, Ed."
That voice was so similar to what he heard in his fantasy.
That was Ms. Misu's voice.
At that moment, Fang Yu felt cold all over.
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