In the diffuse smoke and dust, Fang slowly walked forward. He was walking towards the center of the square, which had been shattered in the previous battle. There was only a deep pit where the wanderer fell, and the dust raised inside obscured everyone's sight.
Fang passed by Aitila and the young man. The scholar looked at him a little scared and stepped aside slightly. His current appearance was a bit scary. The clothes on his upper body were completely shattered, and his exposed skin was covered with a layer of A layer of black scales sparkled in the night.
The hands were completely in the shape of a reptile, with five slender and sharp claws spread out slightly. Thick scales grew all the way up his neck, covering less than half of his cheeks, and above that, a pair of pale golden eyes. The narrow pupils inside seemed to be curled up with a ball of golden sparks.
"Ed..." Attila raised her head from the ground with difficulty, looking at him with deep worry in her emerald green eyes.
Fang glanced at Miss Elf, and replied in a hoarse voice: "I'm fine...Miss Attila..."
He didn't dare to speak more, and then passed by the two in silence. Because he was afraid that if he said any more words, he would be unable to suppress the desire to kill in his heart. Even though he had stopped the wanderer, the fire of anger deep in his heart was not suppressed.
On the contrary, it became more vigorous and uplifting.
He took a breath, but there was always a kind of depression deep in his heart that had not yet calmed down or been completely vented. Fang clenched his fists unconsciously, and his joints made a rattling sound. Dark thoughts dominated him, making him walk step by step under the pit.
But a soft voice called him from behind:
"Mr. Ed."
Fang turned around.
The girl was sitting on her knees on the ground, her pale body almost transparent, her face still stained with tears, she raised her head and looked at him, her brows full of worry.
Fang bared his white fangs and smiled gently at her. Then the young man quickly turned around and closed his eyes. There was a beating under his eyelids. He clenched his fists tightly and waited for a while before opening them again. Opening his eyes, a trace of black light flashed in the golden pupils.
He didn't dare to look back and hurriedly continued walking down.
Deep in the pit, the wanderer was shaking his head and getting up from below.
A trace of surprise flashed in Fang's eyes. His two attacks alone would never be able to injure the opponent like this. In front of him, 'Count Xilin Spica' seemed to be bearing a huge burden. He put his hands on the ground and struggled several times. , all fell back again.
Fang looked at the other party unexpectedly, and the dark thoughts in his heart made him full of ridicule at the moment. Although he didn't know why the other party became like this, he still would not let go of this opportunity. He walked over step by step, stepping on the ground with his paws, and the gravel rolled down with a soft sound.
Some stones bounced in front of the wanderer and landed on his hand. Then he raised his head and looked at Fang. A trace of unwillingness flashed in the other party's eyes, and he replied coldly: "If it hadn't been for the trap left by those two guys, Yuexude and Karatu..."
Fang had already expected that he would be able to achieve all the effects with one blow, and it was not entirely his own fault. Although he didn't know what Yoshid and Karatu had planned here, there was no doubt that his crucial attack was effective at the last moment.
Although I don’t know how the two dragon-slaying heroes foresee this scene today. But when he saw the other party like this, he couldn't help but feel a little pleasure.
People who call themselves hunters will eventually become the prey of others one day.
The mastermind who planned everything behind the scenes eventually fell into the hands of others.
Fang sneered: "It seems that you are not omniscient and omnipotent. Is failure again and again what you call eternity? Have you ever thought about why you fell into this situation? The reason is very simple. Unjust acts can only be It’s a temporary gain.”
"justice?"
Even in this situation, the wanderer sneered.
"Look at yourself, you killed me, but you have become the most annoying person you have ever been. The cycle of hatred will never end," the wanderer's pale and thin cheeks seemed to have several deep streaks. Deep shadow, he smiled self-deprecatingly: "Is it worth it?"
"I'm not from this world."
After hearing this, the wanderer didn't answer for a long time. He was silent, as if he was savoring the meaning of failure, and as if he was chewing on the subtleties in this answer.
It wasn't until a while later that the wanderer looked at Fang's face again. The originally light blue eyes of Count Silin Spica turned gray at this moment, as if covered with a layer of haze. His thin lips were slightly raised, and he made an expression that could not tell whether he was crying or laughing:
"In that case, let me tell you a secret..."
Fang looked at this person in surprise.
But the wanderer didn't intend to ask for his opinion, and said in a low voice:
"You will never escape this nightmare."
"The other world is not your safe haven. Eternity, do you understand its weight?"
Fang was furious.
He picked up the other party's collar without asking the reason. The raging anger in his heart finally couldn't be suppressed. The wanderer's gray pupils were looking at him with a hint of calmness: "Defeat me [ . ] If it weren’t for you, you wouldn’t be so lucky next time.”
This sentence completely angered Fang, causing him to punch down with his raised fist.
The overwhelming force of the dragon transformation penetrated the wanderer's body with almost no hindrance, passed through his chest, and turned his heart into powder. But with one punch, a big hole opened in the Wanderer's chest, but no blood flowed out of the body. Fang Zhiruo punched through a ball of purple flames.
Purple flames burst out.
But this only made Fang even more angry.
While punching through the homeless man's body with his right hand, he punched out with his left hand again, punching through half of the homeless man's body, causing his left half to disappear almost completely, turning into wisps of purple flames and falling to the ground. But the wanderer didn't seem to feel any pain. He just lowered his head and quietly watched this scene happen.
Fang punched again, and the remaining power was transmitted to the square, causing the place where the two of them were to collapse by almost a level. He punched again, and the last punch hit the ground. Amidst the roars one after another, the square was filled with smoke and dust, sinking layer by layer.
In the end, Fang actually punched through the floor, causing the two of them to fall into a tunnel below. Sand and stone rolled down from all around, and the yellow sand surged in like a rushing waterfall. But Fang didn't seem to notice it, his eyes were shining with a dark light, and he punched the wanderer one after another.
The latter had long since ceased to exist, and even the last flame completely dissipated under his fist, turning into dots of purple light and flying in all directions.
Those scattered flames quickly gathered together again, seeming to return to their wandering appearance.
But Fang still didn't feel relieved and punched him again and again where he was originally.
It seemed as if every punch he punched was filled with endless anger, coming from himself, Dolifen, and every victim in that disaster, Misu, Shisi, Dict, and Attila's brother. , Ms. Kuisu’s son, Eve, and even the mother of Eve, the girl under the Spear Castle.
Fang punched down one punch after another. Each time the Wanderer's flames gathered together, and each time they were scattered by him, finally a low curse sound came from the flames.
Finally, it turned into little sparks and seeped into the ground.
But Fang still waved his fist as if possessed.
Until a huge claw stretched out from behind him and grabbed his hand. Fang Yi tried his best but failed to free his hand. Only then did he look back gloomily, only to realize that the person holding his hand was actually the huge undead creature, the bone dragon, who had been watching from the sidelines.
Fang's mind was in chaos, and without thinking, he punched him with his backhand.
But the Dragon King's curse had already overstretched his strength. He swung a punch, but the Bone Dragon raised his claws and blocked it slightly. The direction retreated, filled with anger in his heart, as if a voice was constantly encouraging him to destroy all enemies standing in front of him.
But just before he completely sank into darkness, it seemed like a shining light was rising in front of him.
He saw a bright green light flashing out in the darkness.
And the light suddenly spread out in all directions, turning into a vast ocean, with dots of light shining in front of him.
At that moment, he finally heard Tata's voice: "Wake up, Mr. Knight."
That calm voice was so familiar and calm that he suddenly came back to his senses, and the darkness in his eyes disappeared. Fang shuddered and raised his head in confusion, as if he still didn't know what happened. In his eyes, he just saw a stumbling white figure running towards him.
That's Eve
The girl suddenly knelt down not far from him, crying and pleading: "Mr. Ed, stop, he has left..."
She couldn't help but stretched out her hand, wanting to touch Fang's hand. Unfortunately, the girl's hand just passed through Fang's hand like smoke. When Fang saw this scene, he seemed to remember something and suddenly became quiet.
That was a fleeting memory fragment in that dark underground...
He looked at the girl in front of him blankly. Looking not far away again, two strangers appeared in his field of vision. No, it should be said that it was a stranger. Because he had seen another lich wrapped in tattered robes once under the ground of Elmao Castle.
Two people holding staffs walked toward him, one from the left and one from the right. Especially the middle-aged man with black hair, who was looking at him with a little curiosity in his eyes.
Who are these two people? Why did the lich I had seen underground appear in this place?
Fang shook his head and then gradually regained some consciousness. Then he saw more people, Parker, Alyssa, and Miss Attila, and seeing these familiar people, he finally regained some sense in his heart. But his mind was still groggy, so he couldn't help but move his eyes to the side and looked at the girl beside him:
"Miss Eve?"
Fang seemed to finally remember where he was and why he was fighting.
He couldn't help but asked a little confused.
Eve stretched out her hand, but thinking of the previous scene, she hesitated and retracted it. She raised her head, nodded to Fang with tears in her eyes, and then managed a smile.
Fang asked again: "Did we win?"
His voice was so hoarse that he startled himself. Fang looked around and saw no trace of the wanderer.
The scene that happened before seemed like a phantom to him, just like a dream.
"It's considered a win," Eve replied with tears in her eyes: "He has left."
"Did you just leave..."
Another wave of dizziness hit him. Fang put his hand on his forehead and couldn't help but murmured a little regretfully.
But he suddenly remembered something, looked at Eve in front of him and said, "By the way, Miss Eve... I have figured out what happened a hundred years ago."
Fang seemed to remember everything he had seen underground in the city hall before, and the clues gradually became clear in his mind. He organized his words eagerly and said: "I think I also know why Mr. Yossiude didn't tell the Dragon King... The reason why the Golden Eyes were destroyed and the Dragon Heart was left here..."
"He's not imprisoning you."
"Because he didn't break his promise to you."
"...Have you forgotten? What you are waiting for here is not him. You have already waited for his return. What you are waiting for here is the complete solution to the Dragon Witch's murder."
"This is your agreement with him, right?"
Fang felt as if his throat was about to burst, and he almost tried his best to say these words: "You have waited for such a long time, but you have never given up. Have you even forgotten your original purpose?"
The girl nodded with tears in her eyes: "Yes, I have remembered it, Mr. Ed. I promised to Xiude that I would use all the time I have left to make up for what I have caused in this long darkness. 's fault."
At some point, the sounds on the battlefield gradually subsided.
The descendants of Flor seemed to have won the final victory. Some people wearing two-color shirts appeared on the edge of the giant pit. They stood in that direction and asked loudly: "Which battle group do the people below belong to? If you don't answer, I will think you are air pirates?"
But the other party's words had not yet finished.
The black-haired middle-aged man on the side turned back and only glanced in that direction lightly. He gently raised his staff, and those people immediately froze in place like puppets.
The middle-aged man was probably worried that these people would attract more attention if they were there. He thought for a moment, then stretched out his hand, a ray of light flashed, and those people disappeared immediately. When Fang saw this scene, his eyes couldn't help but focus on teleportation spells, at least high-level magic of the seventh level or above.
And someone who can use such an understatement is at least a title used by superiors, that is, people who return to the second world.
He originally thought that among the two, the Lich was the one who sold out and controlled the Wanderer before, but now it seems that this is not the case.
However, this thought only flashed through his mind, so he turned back to look at the girl.
Eve was choking and saying: "Thank you, Mr. Ed."
"Josephude has forgiven me a long time ago. It turns out that I have also forgiven him, but in this long time, I have even forgotten who I am. After all, the remaining soul can stay in this dark underground. It’s too long, I should have gone looking for Yue Xiude long ago.”
At some point, the first ray of morning light appeared on the horizon.
The light sunlight crossed the edge of the pit and sprinkled little by little towards the bottom of the pit. It passed through the girl's body, making the girl's ghost appear more transparent under the sun, almost evaporating.
When Fang saw this scene, he was slightly startled.
He couldn't help blurting out and asked: "Miss Eve... you...?"
Eve nodded with tears in her eyes. She seemed to feel sincerely relieved to see that Fang had not transformed into a dragon as she imagined. Although Fang's appearance at this moment still looked a bit ferocious and terrifying, she didn't feel that way at all.
There was only peace in the girl's heart: "You did it, Mr. Ed. The answer I have been waiting for for a hundred years was given to me by you."
"...I finally remembered the whereabouts of the Holy Sword Jalapea. It turns out that Yuexiude really has descendants. I met them thirty years ago."
"That girl looks very much like Yoshoude. She should be called Misu, right?"
"She told me that she will go to the north with her brother to find the person in the true prophecy. The Crown of Light is about to appear, and the history of the Oath Keepers family will end from this."
"They also told me that I am actually the prophesied Terminator. The ancient legend has never been missed, and I will be the last dark dragon. The era of the dark dragon will begin from Everil-Ni But the name Bolas doesn't stop there."
"After that," the girl smiled slightly, tears flashing in her eyes: "It will be your story."
Fang looked at each other.
Although he knew that this was the best ending for this girl, because she was about to go find her lover forever. The person she had spent her whole life missing, and for hundreds of years, she finally waited for this moment of peace.
But he still couldn't help but asked a little unbearably and even selfishly: "But Miss Eve... Wanderer is not dead yet... He will always come back. Is the agreement between you and Lord Yossiude really over? ?”
The girl nodded with a smile.
"Yes."
"Because what I'm waiting for is a better answer."
"I saw the end of that ancient time, the reappearance of the Crown of Light."
"I've been waiting for you, Mr. Ed."
Half of her body has almost disappeared.
But Eve still stretched out her hand, passing through the sunlight as if she could really touch Fang's face, gently stopping at that place, and touching his cheek with her fingertips.
"You are me, and you are also Joseph De, the person we are all waiting for, Mr. Ed," her voice was soft, like the dark underground, and the melodious song was like a ray of dawn, which could penetrate people. Darkness in heart: "Close your eyes, Mr. Ed."
"I'll give you one last gift."
Fang looked at each other steadily.
He saw the pleading look in the girl's eyes.
Although he couldn't bear it, he nodded and closed his eyes.
At that moment, he seemed to hear a gentle sigh. That long sigh seemed to have spanned a long time, from the prosperous scene of Idos a century ago to this desolate ruins, and asked him:
"Mr. Ed, are you Eve's friend..."
After hearing these words, Fang couldn't help it anymore. He only blinked his eyelids slightly, but felt as if there was sand in his eyes. The next moment, he opened his eyes suddenly, but he only heard a soft 'ding' sound, and a silver, somewhat rough ring rolled to the ground.
But in front of me, only the light of the morning sun has completely crossed the bottom of the pit...
The sky is slightly white, and the bright sunshine is shining on a land that has been desolate for a hundred years.
Quiet and secluded.
And in front of me, where is the shadow of the girl?
Fang only saw Miss Elf walking quietly in front of him, squatting down and picking up the ring.
Then she straightened up, held the ring in her hand, and looked at him quietly with her emerald green eyes.
When Fang saw this scene, he couldn't bear it anymore. He only felt a soreness in his nose, and choked with sobs as he said, "Miss Aitila..."
"Miss Eve..."
"Have you left already...?"
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