The blade made a light and thin trembling sound, and the sharpness of metal was like a ray of light flashed by. The sword in the warrior's hand rose high, reflecting the sunlight and turning several circles, gently shaking back to the ground.
"Ian!"
The female witch is so beautiful.
Naga, who was one of the tops of the crowd, was holding a curved blade in his hand, looking down at the group of people in front of him with a cruel look on his face.
"Lark?" The female witch turned around. But the cool-faced girl craftsman was holding the blood-seeking left arm with one hand. The red blood flowed through her fingertips. She frowned and looked at the scene, shook her head gently: "We can't do it, marigolds," she said, "It's right, we are too weak-"
"Sister, is this the holy choice of the saints?" A sneer appeared in Naga's eyes.
It seemed as if a poisonous snake spit out a letter, pale thorns surrounded the headstone, and the flowers of death bloomed from it, which looked cold and vicious.
"Shit, I'll give up resisting? Aren't you claiming to be with the power of mortals, your fearlessness, and arrogant? Little girl, let me see what you have learned, take out the toys of mortal craftsmen, and let me see their 'power'—"
The lark clenched her teeth and placed her blood-stained fingers on the sapphire on her chest.
But the Pacer IV type projected before is not the one-union enemy of the Naga in front of him. What can I do?
"You want to see this?" A voice came from behind her.
The lark was subconsciously stunned and couldn't help looking in that direction.
It was a gentle voice, or acknowledgement, but it was not too intense, but it seemed to be explaining a simple fact, saying:
"She was not wrong. The power of magic skills was originally intended to allow us to measure the greatness of this world, because no one was born strong, and had a weak moment like a dragon, reflecting the shining starlight. In the face of the great power of the world, you and I are nothing but this."
The Kapka School’s Proverbs?
In Yu Lark's surprised gaze, a huge shadow was passing by her.
Not far away, Naga's expression changed drastically. He looked at the giant statue walking out of the blue light, raised his giant sword and slashed at him.
She dodged backwards, raised the blade with all her strength to block the sword, and the huge force was passed down along the blade, making a loud noise. She almost felt her arms break, and she even lost consciousness for a moment.
The long snake tail almost plowed several meters of marks on the ground.
Naga bit her lips with her fangs, suppressing the bloody smell of her mouth. She looked up and stared at the six-winged and ring-shaped colossus, with a terrifying light flashing in her eyes.
Who is there?
She looked at the man standing behind the colossus.
But there was not a fighting craftsman there, but a warrior holding a big shield. It was just Luo Hao, who was holding a shield to protect the lady of a naturalist beside him.
Beside him, Jita looked at her and opened the big book in her hand.
Naga suddenly had an extremely dangerous instinct premonition, and the naturalist lady had pointed at her and recited the first spell.
The scarlet flames flew out of her book, like the giant dragon flying from the ashes, the last hatred left for the world in the love and hatred with her lover.
In the shocked eyes of the female witch, lark and warrior, thousands of fire arrows were transformed into the book, just like the scene people saw in Dulun thirty years ago. The rolling flames burned everything and turned into white land. The mountains and forests were no longer green in the long years since then.
The female witch opened her mouth.
She left a curse on that land, cursing that the forest will no longer produce new branches, nor will the sweet springs be produced from the soil, and even the stones will turn into ashes, and poisonous juice will also seep out of the bark.
The flames flew towards the once arrogant Naga warriors, making them unable to hide, and turned into a burning torch in the shrill screams.
Only a few people avoided the fire arrow.
Naga, who was in charge, was trembling all over.
Flame of Destruction?
She recognized the terrible power and stared at the girl wearing glasses with a look of fear - the Magic Book, the Naturalist, and the abominable mortals, but even the Book of Death could not spit out the dark flames.
Which dragon is that?
Chief Naga didn't have time to think too much because she felt the threat.
She growled, raised her silver blade like a wheel in her arms, and rushed towards Jita first. The other party was too threatening, and she had to deal with this seemingly weak little girl first.
The leader of Naga expected that a spellcaster should not be able to stop him, but the iron guard beside the other party was in trouble. She had already thought about how she should attract the other party to distract her attention, but she thought that Luo Hao was motionless and only looked at her with some fun.
She suddenly realized something was wrong.
But the colossus behind Luo Hao had already moved and swept towards her with a sword.
"Hell, damn, this thing!"
Chief Naga gritted his teeth and had to raise his four arms to block it.
As the blades were connected, sparks flew everywhere, and the huge force made her unable to resist, and she even landed on the ground in a mess.
"Kill them!"
The anger and fear made the leader Naga feel a little hysterical, and he screamed and asked his subordinates to attack the other soldiers and their group first.
But no one moved—
The lark said nothing, but covered his arms and looked coldly at the colossus in front of him, and the scene not far away.
She watched one component after another appear from the glittery light.
Until they surround Naga—
The knight, who looked like a giant spirit, held a spear in one hand and a giant shield in the other hand, shaped like a high wall and was indestructible.
The lark realized that the spear was actually a long-range attack device.
She raised her head and saw Fang Zhu.
The angry flames of resentment flashed in the eyes of the leader Naga. She suffered a heavy injury and a bloody smell choked in her throat, but she still spoke coldly with awesome hatred: "Saint Selected."
Fang Zhu lifted up the goggles and looked at these legendary dark creatures. They had the soft appearance of human women and the form of snakes, but their bodies were covered with scales, and their narrow pupils had an uncontrollable vicious look, and they spit out a letter like a snake.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Naga women have four arms, but the most powerful character at the first level of the mistress is six arms. These older female Nagas act as a leader in the clan, usually a priest or a warrior leader.
The Nagas in front of him looked very young, and the most powerful one had only four arms, but the only one was wearing armor, which seemed to be the leader of these Nagas.
Fang Zhu lowered his hand, and the layers of silver rails on the magic gloves were automatically reset - under normal circumstances, he would use this ordinary magic glove, because the shape of the Lone King's Apology was too special and almost became his logo.
Several clockwork fairies hung down and landed on his hands.
He then looked at the other party, was silent for a while before speaking: "Go and tell your mistress that there is nothing you want here."
The Naga leader was slightly stunned, but a vicious light immediately appeared in his eyes. She smiled proudly and replied in a rustling voice: "Shit, trying to cover up the truth, poor mortals, but the undercurrent in the dark has told us everything--"
She screamed a little crazy: "Wash your neck and wait for death, hissing, the mistress will lead us to find the stars of Death, and by then the storm will swallow everything you cherish."
"Is that right?" Fang Yu asked, "have you found the place of that treasure house?"
"treasure house?"
The leader of Naga was slightly stunned and a little confused for a moment.
"Death Star?"
Fang Zhu asked again.
He lowered his eyes, and a line of silver words were showing in his eyes. It was the communication sent by Jita before:
"The leader of the regiment, the Naga clan still retains many traditions from the Giant War era. This militarized organization composed of hunters also implements strict management within the clan. They will not live alone or act alone. There must be a reason for these Nagas to appear here."
"The Nagas believe in Narsuyan, the god of Narsuyan. In each clan, there is a Naga of the mistress level as a priest. They are Narsuyan's maids, responsible for guiding the clans and guiding them to hunt, plunder and sacrifice."
"The different clans will also jointly recommend a high priest, that is, the goddess and the mistress of Naersuyan, and the leader may as well confuse them from this direction."
He looked at the leader of Naga again.
But the other party was not stupid either. At this time, he finally realized Fang Yu's intention, and an extremely angry look appeared in his eyes, "Damn humans, you bugs!"
She looked at Fang Ling with an extremely cold look, as if she was looking at a dead person, then raised her right hand, pointed her index finger down, and made a gesture. "Stop her!" Jita suddenly shouted when he saw this scene.
But before Fang Zhuo had time to react, the leader of Naga raised the blade and inserted it into his chest.
The surviving Naga also followed suit, falling to the ground one after another. Their suicide method was extremely strange. They pierced themselves from above with a silver blade, piercing themselves on the ground like a nail, and then lowered their heads weakly, and died around the spear and curled their tails.
Red blood flowed along the blade.
But the dark creatures died different from humans, as if flesh and blood separated from them, turned into sepsis and flowed all over the ground, then penetrated into the ground, gradually disappeared, and finally left behind a group of white bones.
Even Fang Zhu couldn't help but feel a little cold when he saw this strange scene.
"When the situation of the war is not good for them, they will do this," the warrior suddenly said, "You can't stop you if you want to stop them. They have other means of suicide, but no matter how many they kill, these monsters will always make a comeback."
"Because the dark creatures will not really die, the dark saints will always give them new life," Jita looked at this scene silently before answering, "Unlike humans, humans are blessed by the starlight of this world, while dark creatures are only favored by the dark saints."
"As long as their gods have not yet returned to death, they will be endless. The dark dragon was finally completely destroyed, which is also because the dragon king Livgard was killed by the holy sword. However, the dark dragon king did not really die, so the former enemies will always be born from the blood full of hatred."
"Of course, most of the dark saints will not squander their power without limit. Among these Nagas, only that leader may be resurrected by her great mistress, and the rest will be transformed into nutrients and absorbed by Narsuyan."
Ji Ta said: "And the other party resurrected her mostly to ask about the information here."
After listening to Jita's story, Fang Rong asked, "So our intelligence leaks?"
Jita nodded, "This is inevitable, leader."
Fang Yu looked at the warrior, "Are you also the caller?"
"My name is Ian," replied the warrior, "you can also call me Golden Apple. This is my Star Gate ID. They are my companions, magicians, calendulas, and the one over there is a lark, a combat craftsman."
The craftsman girl named Lark stood aside. Xie Shita was bandaging the wound for Silvede's instructions. After listening to her companions, she looked at Fang Zhu, then nodded slightly, but immediately looked at the tall structure beside Fang Zhu, and asked softly:
"This is a seraph, right?"
"You know?"
Fang Zhu was a little surprised.
He could see that the three players were not at high levels, and they might not exceed 20 levels. Moreover, they didn't look like the candidates of the first competition area. It was not surprising that the candidates of the first competition area recognized the structural body used by FOX in their early years. However, it was unusual for those of the outside competition area to recognize it.
Moreover, King of Gray has used many famous heterogeneous configurations, and Seraph is not the most well-known category in his career. The reason why he remembered that this configuration was still displayed in the collection of the Gujin Family in Aiyin Bullock was just because it fits more in his own right.
The lark nodded slightly and replied in a light voice: "Although the legendary construction used by King of Gray FOX has not been with him for too long, it is famous because no one except the King of Craftsman can start it at the adaptable level."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! She looked at the colossus-like structure and asked, "Is this a fake?"
Fang Yu was stunned for a moment, but then nodded.
He didn't know how to explain why he could use this construct, since the other party thought so.
When Lark heard his explanation, he thought for a moment and stopped asking. She looked at her other companion, the female witch named Marigold, and the other party seemed to have come back to his senses at this time.
She looked at Fang Yu and others: "...that, thank you..."
Seeing her stuttering look, the poet couldn't help but laugh behind her for a moment.
Who knew that as soon as she made a sound, the marigold flower seemed to have seen her as if she had seen a ghost. She pointed at her for a long time and couldn't say a complete sentence. The warrior Ian, who was standing beside her, couldn't help but widen her eyes, looking up and down at Tianlan:
"You, you... are you the little princess of the twelve-colored iris?"
"What?" Tianlan was stunned, "You know me?"
"Are you a sky blue fantasy?"
"Yes!"
"You, why are you here-"
The female witch said inconsistently.
"Why can't I be here?" Tianlan thought these people were really weird. "Aren't you here too?"
"You guys also came through that portal?"
Ian couldn't help asking, "Is there anyone else coming here for the Twelve Colored Iris?"
"Portway?"
Fang Zhu immediately grasped the point.
"Yes, the portal." Ian replied.
After asking, Fang Yu learned that Ian and the other two did not come to the island through normal channels, but accidentally passed through a portal during an adventure, and then arrived at this place.
No wonder, he thought to himself that the three of Ian and the three were not high, among which Ian was level 20, the female magician, the marquis, the 19th level of the lark, and the 17th level of the lark. It is said that the three of them at this level should not appear in this place.
The Storm Islands are basically a complete danger zone in the First World, and they are located in the outer sea. Generally, adventure groups are unlikely to reach this place without their own sailboats, not to mention that outside Storm Bay is surrounded by strong winds and huge waves all year round. If the three of them had not been through the portal, they would not have been able to reach this area.
Ian described the portal to everyone again. The others were fine. Lisa, Fang Zhu and Silvede were stunned when they heard the portal's appearance, and Miss Tata's voice almost rang in his heart at the same time:
"Mr. Knight, we have seen such portals."
Of course, Fang Ling remembered that he nodded slightly. When he participated in the trial on Fenris Island, the portals leading to the lower area were exactly the same as Ian described.
What's going on?
However, when Ian talked about his identity, Fang Yu couldn't help but ask again: "Wait, are you the candidates of the second division?"
Ian nodded: "I, larks and calendula are both candidates for the second division, and at least we are still in the hill of the giant tree before we pass through that portal."
The warrior looked at the sky blue not far away: "That's why we recognize the little princess of the twelve-colored iris."
While he said, he looked at Fang Yu and others curiously.
After all, it is really hard not to be curious, because these people show too strong strength, especially the naturalist lady next to him and the combat craftsman in front of him, who are simply the kind of star players he has only seen in the league in the past.
Ian knew in his heart that among the three of them, Lark had the highest talent, and she was actually considered a very talented combat craftsman of that kind, and several big guilds even extended olive branches to them because of this.
But compared with the young man in front of him, it was nothing.
He looked at the surrounding components, and could not help but guess that these components were controlled by the person in front of him?
Is that possible?
Ian couldn't help asking: "Are you an elite brigade of the twelve-colored iris?"
Fang Rong was stunned. Unexpectedly, someone could recognize Tianlan, but could not recognize his own. But when he thought about it, it was normal. He was only famous in the Empire and Kaurin-Ishurien, and was not so well-known in the second division and Rotao.
What's more, Ian and his men encountered such an outrageous thing about traveling through the portal again, and his reputation was only half a month. Not many people paid attention to the Mainland League's main competition, and these people may not know about the wanted order.
He thought about it and decided to embezzle this identity:
"Just think we are."
After all, the current status of the Qihai Brigade is a bit troublesome, and it is obviously not the kind that can be openly discussed.
Although this answer is a bit ambiguous, Ian didn't think much about it. After all, what else can be there for those with the little princess of the Twelve Colors Iris besides their elite group? That little princess is a household name in the second division, and it is not a nominal title.
She is the daughter of the real twelve-colored iris, and her brother is also the Dragon Knight, the number one in the twelve-colored iris.
After all, your age, appearance and profession are matched. If you admit it wrong, you will be a ghost.
However, Ian teleported to the island from the second division, and this question was a bit big. Fang Yu couldn't help but ask again: "Are you the only team passing through that portal?"
Ian shook his head and said that in addition to them, there are actually many callers on the island. "It's not even just the second competition area, but I also know some callers from the offshore areas, and even the Rotao people."
Fang Zhu was silent for a moment.
This is so weird, why there are so many long-distance portals in different regions that teleport these different levels of callers to this island.
It was left by Adni's father? But he immediately shook his head. This was obviously impossible. At least until this era, the magic skills of mortals could not reach this level, and could teleport people from one continent to another.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! The only long-range teleportation arrays in Aitalia are almost all magical miracles left by the Noumerlin elves, but after years of use, most of the portals now have only one tourist spot left.
He couldn't think of the meaning of these portals for a moment, but it was like since they got on this island, nothing was not strange about what they encountered.
Including the battle that destroyed this city, leaving so many dead bodies, even so many that it was a bit abnormal, that he remembered this problem. Could it be that the imperial soldiers who stayed here did not have Starlight?
Fang Yu was a little reminded of the Nagas he had just met. He followed the advice of the naturalist Miss and trapped the other party. He didn't expect that he could get heavyweight information.
The Naga clan appeared on this island and it was actually an order issued by their great mistress, and it seemed that he was still looking for something. At first he thought the other party was also looking for the Pirate King's treasure house, but it seemed that the other party was not aware of this.
As for what the Death Star is, Miss Tata had actually told him before.
In ancient tradition, the Naga clan called the convergence point of the etheric vein flow a place where all stars gather. They searched for those stars on the sea of ​​light and caused a great storm in the real world through the changes of ether.
And the stars are the ether nodes.
But he didn't know what the Death Star was.
He thought of this and asked again: "Mr. Ian, do you know what happened to these Nagas appearing on the island?"
But this time he answered the marigold that had never spoken: "Those monsters appeared after us. I heard that they all came from the same clan, called Silver Moon. As soon as these monsters came to the island, they attacked all the survivors and indigenous people on the island."
The female witch was so angry that she was a little itchy, "Because of them, many people died on the island."
"By the way," she suddenly remembered something, "that post."
On the side, Lark had already opened a post from the system. Fang Zhu saw that it was a help letter, which should have been posted shortly after the three of them arrived on the island.
The post records different time periods, and the earliest description of Naga appeared about a week ago. "We arrived on the island more than half a month ago, and it was one of the earliest. Later, others came to the island one after another, and they all posted some similar help posts."
Ian said: "But the reaction time was too short. Although it caused some discussion, most people were half-believing and half-doubted. Those Nagas appeared about six days ago. Since they appeared, the situation on the island has taken a sharp turn."
Fang Yu looked at the posts and found that Ian and others accidentally entered the portal and came here, they still thought of many solutions. However, the outer island was surrounded by storms and huge waves. They could not build sailboats on the island, so they could not leave.
Even according to Ian, the island is now surrounded by a layer of strange power. Even if it dies in this place, it can only be resurrected in the temple on the island.
"There is a temple on the island?" This is the second new term Fang Ling heard, "Whose temple is in this city?"
"No," Ian shook his head, "On the Holy Mountain, Goddess Odesa protects that place."
"who?"
"Wait, what goddess?"
Alisa and Fang Zhu couldn't help but speak at the same time.
Chapter completed!