When the stars in the sky fell towards the wanderer, the latter still seemed indifferent. He only raised his head and raised his right hand expressionlessly. The space behind him seemed to be distorted, and the dark energy formed a misplaced storm. When the storm and starlight intersected, the golden clockwork fairy split into two in mid-air. Or it can be divided into three, and the arc-shaped shell is cut open to form bouncing copper rings, like raindrops, jingling and rolling to the ground.
Fang Yu had never seen a spell like this before, but he could also see that the powerful ether power controlled the space. The misaligned space was like a sharp blade, cutting his clockwork fairy.
This is somewhat similar to the wind blade cluster of atmospheric elements, but the attack power is not on the same world line.
But he had also expected that Count Silin-Spica would not sit still and wait for death. It was obviously impossible to do everything in one blow.
Fang Plover immediately raised his left hand and controlled his clockwork fairy with both hands. He opened his five fingers, and in the darkness, the red light in the crystal pupils of the clockwork fairy flashed slightly, with a red light mark turning and changing direction - every clockwork fairy that had survived, all at the same time. Inside, they are scattered in all directions with different trajectories.
A golden stream of light shuttled through the darkness.
Under the guidance of Fang Plover, they nimbly shuttled between the misplaced storms. In the next moment, Fang Plover lowered his hands - under his instructions, a piece of golden light also sank downwards, sinking under the storm, and then immediately rushed towards the wanderers ahead screaming. .
When the wanderer saw this scene, a strange light flashed in his eyes.
If at this moment, every structural component on Fang Plover's control gloves, every subtle vibration produced by the magic crystal embedded in it, and every operating command generated in it, can be refined into a link with the clockwork fairy. If connected——
He must be able to see the connections all over the sky, connecting to every clockwork fairy, and the connections all over the sky are exactly the reflection of genius at this moment. Fang Yuzheng made every remaining clockwork fairy seem to come to life and develop a sense of autonomy.
And the golden light that filled the sky was exactly the golden sword in his hand that was swinging in this direction.
The young scholar not far away opened his mouth wide and saw a fleeting light in his eyes. Although he was not a craftsman, fighting craftsmen were popular in the world, so he probably understood the meaning of this scene. Even the most talented young man he had ever seen in the Silver Tower was nothing more than that——
But there are many differences between the two.
In his eyes, he seemed to be an indomitable young man, destined to challenge the insurmountable mountain.
It was like a bouquet of bright fireworks, blooming in the night sky and lighting up for a while. Although beautiful, it is short-lived...
He cannot win and is doomed to fail, but the opponent may be ready to sacrifice. What the young man had said to him before flashed through his mind at this moment:
"What will happen?"
"Don't ask, just look."
Now he sees it.
The other party can obviously aspire to better and higher achievements. Why would he make this choice at such a young age?
But no matter what era, the heroic spirit can always infect people's hearts. A wave of heat came from the heart of the young scholar, making him temporarily forget his fear. He tremblingly took out a pair of glasses from his arms and put them on, and looked back at the elf lady not far away.
By the way, I still have a promise that I haven’t completed yet——
"Don't worry, I will finish it!" He gritted his teeth and said to himself. I don't know where the courage came from, and I buried my head and rushed in that direction.
Fang Yu didn't look behind him.
Just as the wanderer's admiring gaze only fell on him. His appreciation was more like praise for the young man's courage, with a hint of ridicule. Since the era of the Dragon Witch, how many people have dared to challenge themselves from the front like this?
He saw a familiar temperament from Fang Yu, which felt like Yue Xiude, which actually made him feel a little nostalgic for the past era.
Although they are enemies, he also admires the other party's purity without impurities. The difference between the two actually comes from their different perceptions of life and power, but he doesn't think there's anything wrong with him, nor does he think there's anything wrong with the other person.
If you can't convince each other, just talk with strength - this is exactly his logic. If you fail, there is nothing to say. The wanderer's eyes returned to reality, and for a moment as thoughts flashed deep in his deep pupils, time almost stood still, and there was a hint of pity.
It's a pity that Yue Xiude is dead. This is the meaning of eternity. But the young man in front of him was still a little too weak. But compared to Pudra and those in the kingdom, he shook his head slightly. Those people were not even as good as a child.
He raised his hand to block it.
The 'golden sword' in Fang Plover's hand was broken into pieces.
The latter raised his head and looked with some disbelief at the clockwork fairy that had shattered in mid-air. The parts fell away with a clanking sound, only to fall to the ground.
For the first time, he felt a little at a loss. He still had an angel, but what was the point of being in front of him? It's just like a toy. Fang Lu gritted his teeth, calmed down, looked at the other party, raised his hand again, pressed down, and every resonance crystal embedded in the reinforced gloves resonated in unison.
A giant statue opened a light door from mid-air and fell straight down.
Orphen's twin stars held huge shields and pressed down on the Rangers with a huge force.
But the Wanderer only raised his right hand, extended his index finger, and pointed a little upward.
The moment his fingertips touched the shield, the dent changed from a point to the entire surface. The two-inch-thick stainless steel giant shield wrinkled like a piece of paper. The huge impact force not only deformed the shield surface, but also the giant statue behind it. Also flew out together.
Fang Yu heard a cracking sound, and at least one-third of the resonance crystals in the reinforced gloves shattered. But he clenched his fist hard, and the loud noise flying out of the air was split into two - the fearless man holding a spear stabbed the wanderer.
The giant statue holding a huge shield flew out and hit the edge of the pit with a loud noise, which even shook the ground.
The Wanderer didn't even waver in his eyes. With a slight wave of his hand, an invisible force hit the Fearless One from the side. The latter stopped suddenly in mid-air, flew back like a kite with its string broken, and stepped away from the Colossus. ’s footsteps.
But before the blow was completed, two silver lights came into his eyes. Two silver angel structures, one behind the other, and two long and narrow swords stabbed straight at him. Count Sirin Spica drew his sword with his backhand for the first time, a flash of light flashed, and one of the angels broke immediately and fell down.
But the other Angel of Power flashed away and flashed behind him.
The Wanderer held the sword behind his back, as if he had eyes behind his back, blocking the attack from the powerful angel.
He slashed with his backhand again, and the capable angel also followed in the former's footsteps. But before he could take back the sword, two more balls of silver light appeared in front of him, and the same two narrow sharp blades came into his eyes. The wanderer was startled, and then he drew back the sword and slashed with an expressionless expression.
But this time, the two capable angels took a step back together.
The tip of the sword only made a thin gash on the outer shell of one of the Angels at the waist and abdomen, while the other Angel remained unscathed. They retreated and came up again, attacking the wanderers again.
Avoided——
The Rangers were a little surprised for the first time.
Did the other party react when he caught up with him?
But a thought flashed through his mind and he realized that this was impossible. Although he had not yet shown one-tenth of his strength, he could not catch up with the other party. He suddenly had a glimmer of understanding - the other party had predicted his reaction: Did he record the data from the last fight? Such a reaction quick?
interesting.
It’s no use, how many capable angels do you have?
He thought in his mind, and simply stretched out his finger, and two light balls, one in front and one in back, hit the two angels. Because the speed of the dark light ball was so fast, Fang Plover didn't react at all. He only had time to let a clockwork goblin pass by and get around to the angel.
But to no avail, the Wanderer waved his hand, and the Clockwork Goblin fell apart out of thin air.
The two powerful angels fell down, and half of the clockwork fairy rolled back.
Fang Yu really had no choice this time. This type II clockwork fairy was already his last reserve. Normally, he was reluctant to use it in battle. He only used it for reconnaissance or to pass information among the team. middle. He watched this scene happen, feeling powerless for the first time.
He was the only one left.
He clenched his fists. In the previous battle, with the cover of a series of operations, he had actually gotten close to the opponent not far away.
But is this distance really useful? The opponent was too strong, even stronger than the dragon knight he met before. He had already seen that the wanderer was not trying his best, but even so, there was still no chance. His eyes briefly met the girl in the center of the square. Eve's face was pale and she shook her head at him with tears in her eyes.
"Ed, come back..."
Attila could finally make a sound.
The young scholar was coming to her and said loudly to her: "He asked me to take you away!"
Miss Elf didn't seem to hear anything and just stared at Fang Plover's back.
Fang Plover took a step forward, stretched his right hand forward, and the Lone King's Pride took off his hand and flew out - but it deviated from the direction. The flying claws carried the cable and flew past the opponent. The wanderer just stood motionless and watched this scene indifferently.
Since before, he has not stopped incanting, and the lines of text on the square are shining brighter and brighter.
Fang Plover launched the flying claw of his left hand again.
The wanderer raised his hand and caught the flying claw with a 'click', as lightly as Fang Plover delivered the flying claw to his hand, and then gently shook it, and the flying claw sent by Ms. Ming immediately shattered. But Fang Yu didn't have time to feel heartbroken, because at this moment, the lone king's pride on the other side had hit a broken pillar behind the wanderer.
Fang Yu grabbed it with his hand, and the magic engine started immediately. The magic furnace, which was maintained in an overloaded state, was emitting bursts of white smoke, almost reaching its limit. The high temperature even burned through the scorching layer, causing Fang Yu to feel a heartbreaking pain behind him.
But he can't control that much.
The cable straightened with a buzzing sound, and the moment the wanderer dropped the flying claw in his hand, Gu Wang Zhi Ao was holding Fang Plover and flying straight towards him.
He smoothly pulled out the dagger from his boot and swung the sword towards the opponent with his backhand.
But the imagination is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.
Without seeing how the wanderer moved, he punched him in the abdomen. Before he even handed out the dagger in his hand, it flew back and fell to the ground and rolled several times.
It's just that the other party obviously didn't use all his strength, otherwise he would be left with only bloody skin. With just a touch, the other party could meet the gods of Etalia on the spot. Maybe you still can't see it, you can only see the huge star gate reflecting the light under the sun.
Fang Plover realized that the battle was lost.
But his face was covered with blood, and he gritted his teeth and climbed up from the ground.
The young scholar was still not convinced. He raised his head and looked at this step, and couldn't help but take two steps back.
If it were not for his own fault, the Dragon Sacrifice Script would not be cracked. Without the Dragon Sacrifice Script, there would not be so many things happening today. He watched all this happen, but was helpless. The scholar profession has profound knowledge, but knowledge has no effect in battle.
The wanderer looked at Fang Plover and raised his right hand.
"You can't kill him, Mr. Alt," Eve pleaded with tears in her eyes, "You promised me."
The wanderer hesitated for a moment before putting his hand down again.
Fang Plover glanced at Eve and then at the Wanderer. Due to excessive blood loss, he only felt dizzy. But he had one more chance. He still had a sword wielder that he had not summoned. The sword wielder that he transformed into an efreet was too special and had not been used since the battle of Fenris.
However, the man holding the sword is no better than the powerful angel, does not have the ability to flash and attack, and looks too clumsy in front of the opponent. We must find a way to get the sword holder close to the opponent without being destroyed by the opponent.
He couldn't think of any solution at the moment.
With only a bit of obsession, he staggered towards the other party.
The wanderer watched this scene calmly, but he had already made a decision in his heart. As long as Fang Plover got close enough, he would take action without hesitation - regardless of whether he had an agreement with Eve or not.
"Mr. Ed," Eve certainly understood this and couldn't help but said with tears: "Leave this place and think of a solution in the future. Yossiude and Yossue did the same thing back then. You don't have to be sure. We have to decide the winner here.”
Fang Plover stopped and raised his head in confusion.
He knew he could wait.
But he looked at the girl with tears in her eyes, at Delis who looked confused and didn't know she was in danger, at Attila, and at the young scholar who was at a loss.
He looked at the firelight all over the sky and the inverted starry sky - on the sky, the bright stars were displayed one by one as if following an ancient oath - they were the eyes of the saints, as if they had been seen from ancient times. Since the beginning of the era, he has been watching everything happening on this earth.
Tragedies are unfolding here.
It spans a hundred years, as if the past is still the same, everything today is like a reappearance of yesterday, and fate generally will not change in any way.
"Miss Eve," Fang Yu said softly: "...What I want to tell you is. What you control is not the power of darkness. Nicol Bolas is not your reflection. People in the past, they wrongly blamed you. .”
"I know, I know..." Eve nodded with tears in her eyes.
As the light of the magic circle became more and more powerful, her body became more and more transparent.
Can he really wait?
Fang Yu clenched his fists.
He came here to realize the dream he was pursuing. In the previous era, the first generation of free forerunners of Stargate created many legends in this world, and those shining deeds were full of the brilliance of human nature, the opposition between justice and evil, simple and Dreamy colors.
Maybe that's just a publicity ploy.
Maybe others will laugh at him for being too naive.
But he likes it, doesn't he?
What's wrong with pursuing what you like? He did not choose to be a hero, but to do such things to make himself feel at peace in his heart.
As the big cat people say - just ask your heart.
And what is your true answer?
Fang Yu raised his head, and there seemed to be a bright light in his dark eyes.
Can you really do it? It was like a voice from somewhere was asking him. But Fang Yu himself didn't have any answer to this question. He only knew that he still had a chance. But what are the chances and is it worth it?
He doesn't know-
The wanderer took a step back.
"You seem to have a deep misunderstanding of me," he finally said for the first time - but it was not him who spoke. It was Delis who was behind him. Delis said in an ups and downs tone: "Lifgard's power will eventually return to this world."
"And what I did was just go with the flow. You may have seen it cause a lot of harm, but what you can't see is the other result," he replied. He was not worried about the young man in front of him, but his only concern was his daughter.
Therefore, he slowly said: "If it weren't for me, the dark dragon's comeback would definitely bring more losses. Because one is controllable and the other is uncontrollable."
"Do you think I hate mortals, or my own daughter? No," he looked at Eve, "Do you think I am Andro, or a puppet of Lifgard? No, young man, mortals rule themselves. There is nothing to blame for this fate.”
"What you are doing now is actually not unfamiliar to me," he looked at Fang Pliance quietly: "And the biggest difference between me and Yue Xiude is that I don't worry about whether the process is just or not. It's different with Garcia, I don't get any pleasure from it, it's just about the purpose I'm pursuing."
"And what qualifications do you have to judge me?"
Delis was speaking carefully: "I have experienced everything you have experienced. But you don't understand my past. Your poor sense of justice is not worth showing off in front of me."
"——If it weren't for your courage, I wouldn't even say these words to you."
"But one day, you will come to your senses."
"We are the same kind of people, young people."
Fang Plover raised his head and looked at the other party.
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