As early as when the thick fog appeared and the high-level momentum appeared, Alamir was thinking about joining forces.
It's a pity that neither the old lame, who was regarded as a sure-to-kill enemy by Qianshan, nor the silent master from the good camp raised the issue of joining forces.
Although the three of them were wary of each other, and even the Silent Master had hunted down the old lame before, Alamir never seemed to hear any expression from them about joining forces.
Alamir felt that he was probably waiting for him, the weakest middleman, to speak...
Because of this extreme distrust among the three parties, Silent Master and Lao Lame, two close-to-legendary strong men, whoever speaks first will lose the initiative. Moreover, Master Silent's alliance with evil may cause his camp to deviate. , cooperated with the good camp, and even "protected" an elf from the good camp, so that Cyric would see less killings, and the lame man might be punished by Cyric.
Therefore, after a thousand mountains and one move, they all understood that only by uniting could there be a chance of survival, but they just held back and did not open their mouths.
Alamir thought this way. The two of them were waiting. Anyway, they didn’t know what back-ups they had. They were just waiting for one of them to be unable to hold on and then speak, so that the other could take the opportunity to take the initiative and put forward conditions or conditions to the other. Let the other person owe you a favor.
In this world where there are gods who hold their heads high and swear by the River Styx, it may take hundreds of years to pay back a favor.
Of course, they were most likely waiting for Alamir, the weakest and kindest elf in the family, to speak. But what they didn't expect was that Alamir was neither the weakest nor the kindest elf. Kill them all here.
Hey hey hey, just hold on, when the time comes you two can't hold it anymore and see how I "counterattack"! ! In an instant, all kinds of plots about the time travel senior pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger appeared in Alamir's mind. He even thought about the pretentious words such as "I can't help but my fate".
One good thing about the master's awesomeness is that what many people regard as the biggest secret may be basic knowledge in his eyes, so in the face of innate weaknesses, Yang Guo and Ximen Chuixue told Alamire lightly.
Facing the field of an innate master, you either have a "field" yourself, or you can break the "field". After the opponent's field is broken, you lose the magical feeling of being connected to me by the external objects in the world, and it is nothing more than faster speed. , it’s just more powerful.
Just break it with one sword... Ximen Chuixue and Yang Guo both came to the same conclusion at that time. The reason is that their sword intent is more lethal than ordinary fields. If you meet an innate master in the future, , first broke his field with one sword, and then ended his life with one sword.
Well, after hearing this, Alamir felt like a rookie mage. Standing in front of an old man with a white beard and gray robe, he held a long sword named Gramdrin in his hand and began to teach, " Look, there’s a Balrog below, let’s start the Level A tutorial and eat it alone.”
Lame Lame and Master Silent understand this knowledge of high-level combat and above, but what they don't know is that Alamire also understands it, and has also learned a "universal" method to crack it.
Of course, it was not impossible for him to break the opponent's "field", but the price after breaking it was that he could not move for a while. Alamir did not dare to use it until he had completely formed an alliance with the Silent Master.
As a result, unexpectedly, it was not until the opponent released his final move that the lame prophet suddenly shouted that sound, and Alamir felt a sudden realization.
It turns out that they have been in contact for a long time, but they have never taken a fancy to me and excluded me...
Alamir had a feeling of being looked down upon. All the so-called "conspiracy" plans he had made before were particularly ridiculous now, and he felt a burst of anger for no reason.
But the current situation is that the prophet seems to have a way to kill the opponent beyond the level. He was seriously injured - deep marks were made on his chest and abdomen by the sword, his plate armor had been cut open, and there was a gurgling blood. He stayed out, sacrificed all his trump cards, and finally got this chance to fight back, and also convinced Master Silence to join forces with him.
The ingenuity of the old lame's layout, the weirdness of his magic, and his ability to confuse people all gave Alamire a creepy feeling.
"When I was young, I traveled to the East, looking for various ancient mysterious powers among various ruins. This Parr Canaan was worshiped as the god of the sun. Parr brought knowledge, wisdom, and teaching to mankind. Human invisibility is the power I got from sacrificing half of the city. Does this feeling feel familiar? My Blue Sky Eagle, do you think of the happy years between you and me?"
"Of course, I'm thinking about how to chop you into pieces and send you, the devil, to hell all the time!" Although he was chained by magic, the swordsman named Qianshan endured the invisible high-temperature flames and could not help but He kept struggling.
"Oh, my warriors, you Easterners always think that hell is the most terrifying place, but the kingdoms of some gods may be more terrifying than hell. Moreover, in order to gain strength, they poisoned everyone in their own sect and kidnapped your junior sisters. , as a ronin, you probably deserve to go to hell more than me. Moreover, in order to gain strength and get rid of my shackles, you did not hesitate to find a reason to seal the soul of the junior sister you claim to love most into your knife... .....In a sense, you and I are really the same kind of people..."
The old cripple smiled in the pool of blood, like a prophet looking at a lost lamb among thorns.
"No, it's all because of your calculations and cruelty that Yunzi did..." As if he had been poked into a painful spot, Qianshan began to struggle hard, and then, the black flames visible to the naked eye would invade his body. Body.
"Haha, did you know? Yunzi took the initiative to sign a contract with me because she wanted to get the power to kill you, the person who killed her whole family and kidnapped her, who claimed to "love her". She has never loved you. You, those signs that you think she loves you are just your paranoid self-deception!"
"You're lying!!!" A black, despairing and terrifying aura rose from behind Qianshan. With a crash, most of the chains that bound him were broken and disappeared into the air.
The unknown black flame burned blazingly on Qianshan's body, making him look like Shura returning from hell!
No, just stop irritating him and let Master Silence kill him. Isn’t that the end? ? ? Alamir was extremely anxious on the side, but the heightened sense of threat from the blades everywhere around him made him dare not move at all.
"Haha, did you really deliberately seal up that memory?" The old lame man, who was covered in blood, smiled more and more kindly: "The night Yunzi died, she just went to be a singer, dancing for the banquet of three people. When she came back At that time, there were only three people at the banquet. And you were the fourth person!!! The fourth person who tortured her to death!"
"Ahhhh..." Bang, bang, bang, all the chains have broken and disappeared, but the strange thing is that the black flames on the chains have spread to Qianshan's body , with his whole body burning with flames, he was now letting out a shrill and terrifying wail.
"You had already realized that you were going to be made into an invisible lurker by me, and then you wanted to escape from my control, so you used the excuse that Yunzi had 'betrayed' you, and then on Yunzi's way back, you turned into The fourth person... used extremely painful stimulation to make her soul nearly leave the body, and then got the weird Shura Knife!" The old lame face became more and more kind, "The reason why you You want to kill me because you want to confirm the memory that you deliberately tampered with, and then improve your sword skills. From the beginning, you have been a betrayer, executioner, coward, and weakling!!"
"No, it's not like that. It was you at the beginning, it was you!!" Qianshan's state suddenly became very unstable, black flames burned strongly on his body, and then an even more angry and desperate murderous intention, with an absolute A great momentum suddenly came.
The warrior named Qian Shan suddenly became stronger! ! !
"Really? Looking at your weapons, do you dare to face her? As a swordsman???" The old lame suddenly raised his voice and then started roaring.
"Kill you, kill you, kill you." Qianshan was already in a state of madness at this time. He stared at the old lame man on the ground. His body turned into a stream of light, with black flames and overwhelming power. Go straight to the old lame man.
"The goshawk can fly alone without carrying a nest of crops. My blue sky eagle is still a failure if you use it..." The old cripple covered in blood suddenly stood up and said in his mouth He recited strange and difficult incantations, as if he was the strong and victorious one.
Plop, it was the sound of a human body falling to the ground.
But what fell was Qianshan...
There is another one, the Master of Silence.
For some unknown reason, Master Silence suddenly appeared on the side of the magic circle, just in time to meet Qianshan. After the two of them fought, Master Silence was knocked away, while Qianshan screamed and fell straight to the ground.
"If today is the day of harvest, but in which forgotten season and on which land did I sow the seeds? My child??" The old lame finally showed a vicious and contemptuous look, with one eye left. He looked at Qianshan with his empty eyes filled with blood, and found this particularly eerie.
"By the way, I forgot to tell you that I just lied to you. I asked the master to use the power of his mind to make you believe that you had done some terrible things, just to break your sword heart and power."
Poof - Qianshan suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then the flames on his body became even more intense.
Then, Alamir suddenly felt his whole body relax, and the "field" that was originally pressing on him like a light on his back seemed to suddenly become non-threatening.
I wipe it! I wipe it! I wipe it! !
"This Pal's ancient ritual is not a bondage, but a transaction. By offering sacrifices in exchange for the blessing of one of the seventy-two pillar demon gods, you can gain the ability to be permanently invisible...and you , will become my strongest invisible lurker, will you feel hatred and despair??" There is still blood in the old lame's empty eyeballs. Although the chains binding Qianshan have disappeared, the ground under him has A complex and evil magic circle was drawn.
The material that makes up the magic circle is blood.
There are invisible lurkers, there are old lame people...
"This ritual is the most powerful and evil one of Pal's rituals. Although this time I sacrificed Eva, whom I exchanged for one foot, but I exchanged one eye for you, Qianshan, it's really A wonderful harvest." The old lame voice became more and more ethereal, not like a human voice.
Not only was Alamir deeply frightened, he was such an old lame man, and he had indeed calculated the human heart to the extreme. He first used the soul and flesh of the invisible lurker to form an array, and then used devil-like language in the process of restraining him to make Qianshan doubt and Anger allowed the evil god's flames to take advantage of the opportunity, and he also made an agreement with Master Silence to let Master Silence use the power of the mind to amplify the other party's negative emotions...
One link after another, in this way, he had doubts about his sword, and his "field" was self-defeating.
"Kill you, Sardin, Sardin!!" Bang, an extremely pure killing intent appeared, but soon, the black flame firmly "pressed" it in the center of the magic circle.
"Struggle, struggle. By the way, I just said that I lied to you, and I also lied to you..." The old lame laughed, "What on earth did you do that night? , you will know it yourself... It was really a night full of sin and despair. Even I was amazed by the beauty of despair that burst out from the tragedy that night... ." A victor's smile appeared on the old lame's face.
"Dear little friend, pick up your sword and kill that Shura. Now is the time when he doubts himself. You can only kill him." The old lame voice suddenly appeared. "I can't control it anymore!"
"Okay." A faint whirlpool emerged from the soles of Alamir's feet, and the three figures separated, and the long sword turned into a stream of light and quickly slashed towards the opposite side.
"This is..." A look of horror appeared on Qianshan's face opposite him, as if he recognized the origin of Alamir's swordsmanship.
"What a sword!" Qianshan praised.
"It is indeed a good sword..." The old lame stuck out his tongue and gently licked the dried blood at the corner of his mouth - which fell from his empty eyeballs.
"Thank you, my prophet." Alamir slipped his feet and quickly pulled the "tree" out of the old lame man's back. In the rain of blood in the sky, an extremely secretive and irresistible invisible scimitar came out of his heart. Break out of the blind spot behind you.
"Hey..." Silence, who had never spoken a word, began to speak, and then a powerful aura began to emerge from his body, punching the air hard.
Bang - as if an iron fist struck the air, ripples appeared in the air. Then, the sound of broken bones began to sound, and the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground was heard.
"This should be Eva, my respectable prophet..." Alamir jumped away and looked at the old lame who was stabbed by his sword.
"Hahahaha... Unexpected... Elf, hahaha... Stupid..." A high-level person close to the legend The body is very strong, and the old lame is still alive. He seemed to have seen something funny, and then he laughed happily. Next, he did something that surprised Alamir. He buckled down again. Drop one of your own eyes, and then throw it into the center of the magic circle.
Then, the flames burning on Qianshan suddenly disappeared.
"I'll wait for you in hell..." As soon as he finished speaking, Qianshan's figure flashed as he was freed from his restraints.
"Qianshanliu·Blade Tooth Hell!!" The knife was drawn out quickly, like being chopped by a meat grinder, with countless stumps and broken arms flying in it...
"Okay, I have handed over the old lame to you. Clear the thick fog. Please abide by the agreement and let us leave..." A few minutes later, Alamir's aura became stronger and stronger. Qianshan said - after absorbing the experience of the old lame, he instantly upgraded and returned to his best condition.
"Yes, the condition for letting you go is that you can kill me..." A cold and crazy expression of hatred flashed on Qianshan's face, and a powerful force suddenly appeared.
His "field", named Thousand Blades, seems to be even weirder and more powerful.
"Hey..." Alamir pulled out his sword helplessly.
"As a swordsman, I can give you a fair chance to fight, the two of you together." Qianshan's expression returned to cold arrogance, and then he pointed the knife at Master Silence and Alamir.
Oh, and Baitulla, who had just been seriously injured again and couldn't move.
"You know there is a very powerful move in the world that can defeat 95% of people. Do you know what it is?" Alamir said while saluting Qianshan again.
"Turn? Garuda King Sword??" Qianshan, who was returning the gift, politely mentioned the legendary swordsmanship.
"Silly, it's a throw of the universe!" Alamir, who was saluting, used a hidden weapon to hit something.
Then the fog dispersed......
"This knife has a soul? How about letting Xiaobai get the soul out that day and ask what happened back then?" Alamir walked over and picked up the long knife left by the warrior named Qianshan. He was disgusted Put it in your magic pocket.
Right at his feet, an exquisite family crest landed exactly where Qianshan originally stood.
On that family crest, there is a magical emblem painted on it, which is exactly - the Ebony Eye!
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