"Ahem...damn...cough...cough..."
The pungent smell of blood spreads around as the air spreads. Even the open field and the constantly blowing wind cannot dispel it. There is a richly dressed magician with a tall magic hat on his head and holding a snow-white magic wand. At this time, the master was spitting out blood and fell to the ground with shocking wounds: "——Healing Technique!"
"Give up your desperate struggle, Lord Qedir."
In the lingering blood-red aura, a vaguely slender figure with a swinging sword appeared in front of the magician. The elegant female voice with a commanding tone sounded full of power, but at this moment The scene also revealed a bit of cruelty: "The moment you raised your staff to resist me, your fate was already sealed."
"Betrayer!" The healing light that enveloped his whole body restored a little bit of vitality. The noble magician lying on the ground raised the staff in his hand and rebuked loudly: "You are destined to attack me, the emperor's messenger. It’s already doomed! The emperor will definitely know all this! Frey Bradyt!”
"Oh, is it so?"
The bloody aura surrounding him dissipated a little with the steps of the figure walking out of the blood-red smoke. The slender body and the blood-red sword became clear, and the long blood-red hair also became clear. As the female swordsman turned around, it floated to her left and right, flying wantonly above the countless corpses lying on the ground. "Yes, my fate has indeed been determined."
"It was doomed from the beginning."
The glimmer of magic rose in front of the only living person who fell to the ground, and connected with the extended bloody sword to form a straight bright red track. In desperation, the magician known as Qedir also propped up three circular paths. The magic barrier, but it still turned into scattered fragments at the end of the sword stabbing trajectory like it struck last: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
"This is war, Lord Qedir." A scarlet figure appeared behind the magician, a female figure whispered in his ear, and the thorn headdress embedded in the long red hair also whispered in his ear. A dazzling brilliance flashed through the lingering whispers, as if they were shouting joyfully amidst the splatter of blood that was so close to Chi Chi: "There is no retreat in war, and war does not justify any means. If we cannot kill them all, the last ones to die will be me and my subjects."
"This continent really needs a new order." She stood up with a relaxed chuckle. At the same time, the bloody sword she drew also brought up the last pile of blood from the scream: "But you To be clear, it’s not that I want a new order, it’s just that the demise of the Magic Empire will lead to chaos on the continent, and I have to establish a new order.”
"You... this... betrayer..." The gorgeous magician who was seriously injured on the ground tried to use healing magic again, but the scarlet aura that had not dissipated blocked the white energy he wanted to focus on himself. : "You...slaughtered...so many...lords...tribes...homes, and they...will not...forgive..."
"They won't forgive me? Hahahaha." The bloody long sword spun into a sword flower in the hand, and the woman who stood up slowly showed her body in a red cloak and armor: "Who are you referring to? Lord Laros? Prince Kezan? Or the leader of Osilia?"
"I don't need the recognition and support of the dead, Lord Qedir."
The boots that had been stained red by blood made a clanging sound on the ground. The female swordsman who walked around the opponent handed the long sword in her hand to the front of the lingering neck again: "The remaining creatures on this land are also Their rule is no longer needed. They will unite under the new order, abandon the shackles of magic, continue to live as ordinary humans, and become... part of my new empire."
"Tyrant." Qedir, who was vomiting blood, forced out these two words, and then fell to the ground dying: "You... won't... succeed, you... and your descendants... will... ..."
"Oh, is this the last curse from the escaped palace magic master?" Weighing the long sword in her hand, an elegant smile appeared on the woman's face: "Maybe Qedir doesn't know that your emperor sent you The assassin has long cursed the most vicious magic
I tried it on me once, but unfortunately—"
"My bloody fate cannot be easily touched by a curse of this magnitude."
The tip of the sword brought up the last drop of blood, and with the last swing of the female swordsman, it jumped high towards the sky. The female swordsman who drove this brilliant trajectory then no longer paid attention to the fallen magician. The corpse, quietly looking at the sky connected to the far end of this bloody mountain of corpses, said: "The fate of this continent will not be easily changed because of what I did - you people should I don’t understand this anymore.”
"..."
"Oh, what a joke, distinguished guest."
There was only one female swordsman in the "Hell" covered in the bloody aura, but for some reason she suddenly spoke again. Her polite words matched her self-reverent actions, as if there was something worthy of her standing in front of her. Dear guest: "I know that what is happening in front of you may be a little difficult to understand for you, but I can't explain it all in a short time. In a nutshell, this... well, the former Magic Empire Court Magic The master, Mr. Mozambique Kedir, whose escape and dying struggle exposed this last refuge to me.
"Of course, from the current perspective, it seems to be debatable whether this place can still be called a refuge." Having said this, the female swordsman put away the elegant smile on her face and shook off the red cloak behind her. Arriving directly behind him, he turned around and walked around: "This place is huge and well-equipped. If it weren't for me and my long sword——"
"This "fortress" that they have hidden for a long time is probably not a place that I can easily attack by myself. "
The road stained red by blood extended forward with her footsteps, and at the same time, there were more corpses of guards discarded in every corner like rag dolls. Together with the remains of the magic machinery, they were buried in the huge The sword marks and traces of blood magic are piled up in an artless and random way. The bungalows, facilities and decorations along both sides of the road together outline a frightening scene of a dead city - following the lonely footsteps of the female swordsman With the echo of the sound, a city bathed in the blue sky reappeared in this terrifying silence. Several red-stained arched stone doors and towers flashing with magic runes were also arranged in sequence in the endless blood light. , blocking the blue sky and sunshine again and again in front of the female swordsman stroking her long hair and walking in it: "Based on the structure of the earth veins I destroyed before, this city is likely to be the crystallization left by the remnants of the Sky Clan. As long as Given sufficient reserves of magical resources, this city may be able to rise from the ground and once again become a symbol of Oknos's galloping sky."
"I didn't expect that they could actually do this. It's really surprising." Walking directly in front of one of the arches, the female swordsman stopped and said, "If it is really hidden between the blue sky and the earth, Xiaoyao, I, a "magic swordsman" who is not very good at aerial combat, may really be unable to do anything to you. "
"..."
"Just kidding, don't take it seriously."
Enjoying the last moment of tranquility, the female swordsman closed her eyes and smiled again in the mottled light and shadow. She seemed to be feeling something and finally raised her sword again, with a flash of blood red on the tip of the sword. The light also turned into a flying meteor trajectory along with her diagonal strokes: "But I didn't seem to see a single Oknossman during this whole journey."
"It must be hidden here, right?"
The bloody meteor passed in front of her as the words fell, and "cut off" most of the huge building standing in the corner of the city's central area. The seemingly solid brick wall also turned into pieces in the spread of bloody sword energy. The phantom showed in front of her a corner of countless sarcophagi shrouded in illusions: "Folding space? This is Cruze's proud magic. How could he - ah, I understand."
"It seems like this is one of the cunning caves you dug, right?"
In the scene of scattered brick walls falling down, the woman looked at the boundary of the space and pinched her chin: "Kadir did not flee in a panic. He should have known that that guy might come here and wait for an opportunity to come back - hum. , did you spot the "flaw" of my blood magic? "
"Although I can't cut off this "gap" in space, there is still no problem in "blocking it". "A cold light flashed in her eyes, and the woman raised the long sword in her hand: "And it's still a blockade formed by the power of blood. There is no way you can open it from the inside."
"It would be a pleasure for you to sleep in it forever."
A huge sword light formed in the air with the movement of raising the sword, and countless blood-colored filaments gathered together to form a huge red flower. The long petals and flower core also extended as the sword light cut down. The last tip bloomed completely over the city: "As for the price... haha."
"It will be in my hands in the end anyway, so it doesn't matter if we part for a while, right?"
The flying petals melted like snowflakes as the blood power dissipated, and finally regrouped into the blood-colored sword suspended in the air. The female swordsman waved at the sword and then turned around and left. , drifting away towards the distance of this dead city. The blood intertwined with the sunlight also became blurry in front of her eyes. Xue Ling Huan Bing, who had been watching all this, quietly opened her eyes. A feeling of dizziness then hit her heart, making her shake involuntarily. Shaking and wanting to fall to the ground: "——Hey!"
"Finally woke up?"
Her body was then reached out to catch by the gray-robed magician on the side, and Duan Qing's familiar voice also sounded in her ears: "I have been guarding you for so long, and if you don't wake up again, I want to move you directly back to the stronghold. It’s gone, hahahaha.”
"Don't make such a silly smile." Pressing his forehead and frowning deeply, Xue Ling Huan Bing finally succeeded in gathering his spirit back together: "This is...well, didn't we go far?"
"To be precise, I didn't go away." Duan Qing gently hugged the other party's body and pointed at the surrounding ruins and the arched ruins dome: "But the matter of us disappearing here and going deep into that hidden space, It still caused a bit of a commotion, and if we don’t leave, we might not be able to leave.”
"Then let's go first."
With the help of the other party to support his body, Xue Ling Huan Bing said swayingly. The mark of the purple magic rune also flashed under Duan Qing's performance, and disappeared into the sky with the two of them. High in the sky above the city. The familiar black and gray color and the huge bookshelf that reached the top surrounded it again. Xue Ling Huan Bing, who had returned to the Void Library, also gently sat on the stone bed with the help of Duan Qing. She stretched out her hand to confirm. He glanced at the bloody sword behind his back, then reached out and grabbed the arm of the gray-robed magician who was supporting him: "I saw it."
"Is it still a memory from the past?"
"No, not only that, she seemed to be talking to me."
"...It should be that the soul of the great emperor who lives in you has become more active. She may be actively controlling this experience... Do you still have any bad feelings?"
"Don't worry about me, it's probably just an excessive use of energy."
The hand that was holding Duan Qing's arm loosened slightly, and Xueling Huanbing managed to squeeze out a smile of relief: "It's not a bad thing, the memory reappeared this time is clearer than any other time. , it’s real.”
"So what did you see?" Duan Qing gently held the back of the other person's hand and tried his best to show a relaxed expression: "I am happy to listen to the story."
"The secret space we discovered before was probably sealed by Emperor Frey himself." Nodding his head, Xue Ling Huan Bing replied softly: "She chased her to the Sky City... Well, it should be Before the city took off, she discovered this hidden space and sealed it with her sword."
"So when we pulled out the sword, we actually opened the seal?" Duan Qing, who raised his eyebrows, also showed a troubled expression: "It's not easy, do we have to insert the sword back in?"
[An app that has been running stably for many years, comparable to the old book-chasing tool, used by all old bookworms.
, plugging it back in now won’t help. " Putting on a bright smile, Xue Ling Huan Bing hit Duan Qing's chest with the back of his head: "And you want me to give it up? I can't bear it."
"I suspect that Emperor Frey's soul mostly relies on this long sword to function. If you want to get rid of her entanglement, discarding it may not be an option." Duan Qing sighed helplessly as he scratched his head. He said: "But it doesn't matter. Judging from the results of last night's battle, the emperor definitely didn't know about the seal. I pulled the sword away long ago."
"This sword in your hand——"
The gray-robed magician gently touched the tip of the long sword, and more and more light flashed in his eyes.
"Maybe it will be a secret weapon against that magic emperor."
