A few balls of flames bloomed in the darkness. Minmeer had not yet made any moves. A big sword was already crossing in front of the two of them. The lead bullet hit the blade, like raindrops falling to the earth, splashing thousands of water - the red light of stars.
"Minmeer, behind you!" Fang Zhui shouted. Minmeer looked back and saw the bloody red light shaking in the dark, like a wolves hunting, shaking self-discipline machinery, raising the Imperial Magic Gun in his hand.
He nodded—the dark red muzzle was pointing at the three, but Minmeer moved—the phantom seemed to have exceeded the sword he swung, and the sword light penetrated into the dragon hunters like gray moonlight, and a distinct, golden-red dividing line appeared from the chests of these dull machines.
Then, together with their arms, transmissions, large and small parts, and the magic guns in their hands, scattered all over the ground like a mechanical rain.
Minmil then appeared behind them, looked back, glanced over the dragon hunters who were all over the sky, and looked at Fang Lu. Fang Lu had already commanded the seraph to kill the four self-discipline machines in front of him, and on the other hand, Xie Shita also held the last dragon hunter's head and smashed it hard against the wall, causing its head to bend strangely to the side.
Minmeer commented: "The level is good, but it's a bit too violent. Can I be lucky enough to know the lady's name?"
Xie Sita glanced at him and walked forward without saying a word.
Fang Ling thought that this guy was simply asking for trouble. But Minmeer looked back at Fang Ling and stared at the tall structure behind him: "Serraine, I know it, in fact I have fought with it before--not before, but when it was still in the hands of FOX."
Fang Yu looked at him with some surprise: "You have fought with the King of Gray?"
"Of course, he and I entered the Star Gate at the same time, but there are dazzling geniuses in each period," Minmeer wanted to speak, as if he was teasing himself: "I am also a best, but when compared with that person, I am nothing. He became famous early on as the King of Grey that everyone witnessed, and maybe the Silver Level will come to an end."
"Do you still want to compare with the King of Craftsmen?" Fang Yu scoffed at this.
"I didn't expect there were FOX fans here." Minmill laughed.
Fang Zhu's face turned dark and was about to attack, but Minmil immediately asked, "What about you, don't you want to compete?"
He looked at Fang Ling and said, "I know that many people are following this path because since the moment the alliance was established, the rules have been formulated in this way - successors are taking the path of pioneers, admiring the halo, and determined to hold it in their hands."
"But only a few people can truly reach that peak and become the legend of the next era. Every era of the alliance has the legend of every era. What about you? Don't you want to win the crown of the next King of Craftsmen?"
Fang Zhu was stunned.
He couldn't help but remain silent, and realized that he had never considered this issue. Of course, he understood that the gap between him and the genius craftsmen of Virus, Virus and FOX was like a natural barrier, but is this gap in the sense of strength or time?
Minmill entered the Star Gate five years earlier than him, FOX was six years, and Ming was four years.
Six years are two generations for the summoners, especially with Miss Tata, who, with the help of Nini's two dragon souls, mastered the legacy of Hayn, the three geniuses of the Empire and the elves' creation techniques. If he couldn't reach that height, he felt a little sorry for all this.
He was not worried that the league would interfere.
The Ten Kings are a title that is jointly recognized by Xingmen Port, the countries and alliances on the mainland. The origin of the crown is somewhat special, not just within the alliance. It is not that the alliance gives it meaning, but that the alliance needs a fair title to prove its value.
Minmil looked at the flashing light of Fang Ling's dark eyes and couldn't help but smile: "You are not as good as FOX, of course, but when FOX uses this heterogeneous construction, the level is much higher than you. I'll give you a fair evaluation. You still have a good chance, but there are far more than you who have the chance."
He couldn't help but remember the scene he had seen before - the flying and weird constituents - but there were too many geniuses in this world. They stood out from countless stars, and the rest could be called "miracles".
Fang Yu shook his head. He didn't need anyone to evaluate him. Miss Tata would always give him the most objective evaluation. After time, Miss Dragon Soul had seen not only a genius of an era. She never advocated it, nor would she underestimate herself.
It will only point out exactly what he has inadequate.
"So protect your little master," Minmill laughed and couldn't help but tease the maid on the side: "Beautiful lady, because one day in the future he may grow to the height of the Ten Kings."
Xie Sita glanced at Fang Yu.
This is the candidate carefully selected by Silmide to inherit the path of the head of the family. As the first and last master of the Fairy Heart, the Ten Kings are nothing to her, and the strength of the Grand Leader is far above that.
That was just a title between the Saints, which would be rotated about once every ten years. As an indigenous person, she had seen the rise of new stars too many times, and it was fleeting. Compared with the length of time, the brilliant life of the Saints was too short.
But this is not the first person she has ever seen to look at the other person with a different look. Although Minmeer seems to be noted in her opinion, there is always a pattern of connection between the same things. The maid lowers her eyelashes gently, thinking that the lady is indeed more insightful than herself.
"Master." She spoke softly.
This made Fang Yu feel in a hurry, "Xie Sita, don't listen to him talking nonsense."
"Haha," Minmeer couldn't help laughing, "Shesta is the name of this beautiful lady, but I'm not talking nonsense."
Xie Shita looked at him with cold eyes, which made Minmeer have to shut up and shrugged.
Between the wreckage of the dragon hunters, Minmeer watched the steel cut by himself, and couldn't help but be surprised by its structure, "So these components are called 'Dragon Hunter'? These things are no threat to me... But as you said, they are indeed a bit scary at the appropriate level..."
He picked up the head of a dragon hunter, held it in his hand, and shook it left and right, "If what you said is true, this thing will become popular and will have a drastic improvement in the strength of combat craftsmen."
That would profoundly change the power contrast of Aitalia, and it would affect not only the alchemists, but everyone, including him, would be forced to accept the drastic changes brought about by this change until the power system was rewritten.
Until everyone adapts to their new ecological niche.
At this time, the red light suddenly lit up, and the beheaded dragon hunter looked at Minmeer, but the latter didn't care, and he held a sword and pierced it. The dragon hunter's visual module flashed and dimmed again.
"Good toughness-" Minmeer commented.
"This is what the Netherworld, FOX and the others are studying, what kind of spare technique," he turned around and asked, "Since these dragon hunters are the legacy of the pirate king, then you should have come for this?"
Fang Zhu nodded. There were dragon hunters everywhere here, and the star devices in their bodies were not a secret. The imperialists could always find them if they wanted to figure it out, but the simple star devices were meaningless. The key was the legacy left by Jed Ham.
He once again thought of the star device left by Ash Lynn. Now it is almost certain that the alchemist who cooperated with the great magician is Adni's father, but the first star device is still quite different from these dragon hunters.
After Ash Lynn's death, what kind of work did Adni's father complete, what did the first generation of star devices and later assembly line products go through, and what did Laila and Shesita have to do with the great alchemist?
While he was thinking, suddenly Minmeer reached out to stop him. Fang Zhu looked up at the latter. The Prometheus' silver stairs reached out to put his hand beside his mouth, and made a silent gesture to him: "There is something near us."
The other party lowered his voice and said.
Fang Zhu stopped, and the maid lady stopped behind. Minmeer flicked his hand, and a finger wind shattered the crystal lamp on Fang Zhu's hand, and sank into the darkness. For a moment, it seemed that only the slight breathing of the three people remained.
Fang Yu heard nothing, waited a little anxiously in the dark, and wanted to release his clockwork fairy - it was like a professional instinct. But the maid held his hand aside, and her eyes looked in one direction.
Fang Yu noticed that Minmeer seemed to be looking there too.
Finally, he seemed to have caught a subtle sound, like something crossing the surface, making a slippery and delicate sound, rustling like countless crawlers passing through the ground. The sound began to be extremely low, but gradually became obvious, and even became a little louder, like a torrent passing through the ground.
Fang Zhu finally caught the direction of the sound and looked in that direction, but it was blocked by a wall. The torrent sounded for about a few minutes before it became quiet and returned to quiet, leaving only a rustling sound.
Minmeer then let go of the hand that was blocking him and signaled them to come and take a look.
This Prometheus' silver-level sword was retracted and he took the lead in front.
Fang Yu followed and asked, "What is that?" In fact, he already had the answer in his heart. The sound of sliding like a snake was only one kind of creature that could be emitted here, which was the ethnic group in the sea - Naga.
But didn’t the Naga clan fight with the imperial people on it? How could they enter this underground space? There are so many?
But Minmeer did not answer, but just walked around the corridor in front, and the underground space became wider there, forming a structure like layered honeycombs.
Fang Zhu and Xie Shita looked at this scene and did not surprise the natural wonder. There were already a lot of holes below. Perhaps an underground river flowed through it, and then dried up, leaving behind these well-connected channels.
I guess the pirate king also used these natural underground spaces when he built this underground magic circle.
Since they had passed through some similar terrain before, it was not surprising at this moment, but many remaining traces were left in the hole. The snake-like tail rubbed forward on the ground, leaving behind a sticky liquid, marking marks on the ground.
Minmeer stretched out his hand and stuck something on the ground. Even in the darkness, the scales flashed with a moon-like light.
"Deep Sea Clan, Zhanbi Guards," Fang Rong was shocked when he saw the scales. "This is the guard beside Nagar God Narsuyan. Its status is similar to the guards of the Shadow Tree Temple, the ancient knights of the Rotao Star Pillar. Usually they only accompany the gods... Narsuyan is here?"
His eyes gradually became a little confused. When did these Nagas arrive?
But shouldn't the Silver Moon Clan come? Odais should... not feel that something went wrong, after all, she is...
Fang Yu suddenly realized something, suddenly turned around, and a feeling of cold hair rising from his back. The clockwork fairy who had released a warning in that direction lost contact in an instant.
"They are here!"
But Minmeer grabbed him, "Calm down."
He shook his head and looked in that direction, "Don't worry too much, I didn't feel them approaching," Minmeer comforted, "If the Naga God was really there, I would have been discovered long ago. They did not find us, which means that the Dark Holy One is not here."
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "But you are right," Minmil turned his back to the two, and his eyes were also a little serious. "A god, a dark saint, Narsuyan may not have arrived, but Zhanbi Guard has arrived. The Haiyuan clan is the supreme tribe of the Naga clan. They left the Storm Sea Eye and came to this place, which shows that the ether node is crucial to them."
He turned around, "But I'm a little curious. Can a mere ether node really attract the attention of the Haiyuan clan? In my impression, the Haiyuan clan has never left their holy throne. When Zhanbi Guard arrived in this place, their mistress might have arrived, and that was at least the strength of a dragon knight."
"... That was the voyage of Narsuyan in the mortal world. The last time I heard that she left the Holy See, was in the Battle of Byrne. That was the night lizard god who was related to the possible recovery, another dark saint, and at least it must be of the same level to attract the attention of a dark saint."
Fang Yu pondered for a moment, but shook his head. He knew very little about the Naga clan. Regarding the empire and that etheric node, Audice only told them about the storm and the truth that was drowned in history.
But he pondered without saying anything, and he was indeed thinking about it. Some of the guesses still need to be verified, but some of them have already made some mistakes. He suddenly remembered another thing and asked, "The explosion on the ground just now?"
"That's the ritual magic of the Dead Bone Naga," Minmeer replied. "Their great mistress is here, of course, not as good as the maid of Narsuyan. I might find a way to kill her one-on-one, but it's hard to say among those casters."
The dry bone Naga is here too.
In fact, there are only three branches in total. In addition to the Supreme Clan Deep Sea Clan, Silver Moon Naga belongs to the Scale Clan and is also the most common clan in the Akira Sea. They often collude with pirates and giants, raise sea monsters, and attack passing fleets.
Then there is the Bone Clan. This Naga Clan is actually the dead. It is active in the Sea of ​​Death. They are not harmonious with other Nagas, but they still obey the orders of the Supreme Mission, the Goddess Maid of Naga.
When they came, it also indirectly explained that Naersuyan's maid arrived on the island, and Silver Moon Naga could not command these undead spirits—
However, Fang Zhu looked at Minmil and looked at this Silver Level for the first time. Unexpectedly, the other party could actually exchange with a Naga Maggie. He had just fought with him and looked down on him.
"So what do I do?" Minmill said angrily, "You don't really think you are my opponent, right? I admit that your Supreme One with unknown origin has some tricks, but you are too weak. If I try my best, you can't even react."
Fang Rongxin didn't believe this. If the other party had this opportunity at that time, how could he compromise with him, a young novice in his thirty level? When the magic furnace was damaged, it was also an inevitable choice for the other party.
"I'm not kidding," Minmeer said: "Otherwise, why do you think that the above-mentioned Sword-holding Court can be as good as the Nagas? It's not because there are two silver ranks Isa and Rudne, the ritual magic of the Silver Moon Clan and the Kiln Naga can restrain them, but it's hard to say that the two mistresses can take each other."
"There are two silver ranks in the empire?"
Fang Zhu, this is the first time I heard about the situation in the Sword-Holding Court.
"Three," Minmeer rolled his eyes, "Don't expelled me from the empire without authorization. Although I and those of S.O.L.I.D can't pee together." He stopped and remembered something: "But the Silver Moon clan and the Kurt Bone Naga are people who can't take the Sword-holding Court, but with the Zhanbi Guard, it would be different. If the Supreme Mission is in this place, plus two Isa and Rudne are not her opponents-"
"What about you?"
"In addition, I am the same," Minmil replied, "This is exactly the confusing point. Why did the Silver Moon Clan and the Kild Bone Naga take the imperial people... Bah, you have been surrounded by you, why did you keep the people in the Sword Holding Court above it? Is there any mystery below?"
He looked at Fang Zhu, who also fell into deep thought.
Minmill asked, "It has something to do with this magic circle?"
Fang Zhu nodded.
"Then it's time to talk to me about this magic circle," Minmeer said: "I am your collaborator. Maybe we come from different forces, but we have common interests at the moment. If you have any ideas, I'll help you analyze it?"
Fang Rong glanced at the guy: "It's not that I don't want to tell you, but I can't be sure of some things myself, but if Naga came for this magic circle, we must unravel the secret of this magic circle before them."
"We're going to tear down here?" Minmeer asked.
"No," Fang Yu shook his head firmly: "I guess the real secret is in the core part of this magic circle. These Nagas may be looking for that place. They also seem to be a little worried, otherwise there is no need to delay the people in the Sword Court."
"I guess..." he pondered: "They were worried that the people in the Sword-holding Court had some means to enter this place, so they had to first master a crucial node in the magic circle before that."
Minmill suddenly realized something when he heard his description: "So you found, that node?"
Fang Yu looked at the other party and nodded slowly. If he had not determined the core of the magic circle from the beginning, how could he be confident that everyone in the Seven Seas Brigade would enter this place?
How could he do useless work when he made all the preparations on the upper floor of the ruins, the clockwork fairies he consumed, and the terrain map of the underground? From the moment he realized that the magic circle existed, he was actually preparing everything.
Minmeer's eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked at Fang Ling with an extremely strange look: "I now understand where your reputation comes from, so where is that place?"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! "We have been on the right route," Fang Yu replied: "But there are probably some twists and turns to reach that location. It's not just to be careful of Naga. Haven't you noticed that there are more and more dragon hunters along the way?"
"Just leave it to me," Minmir was full of confidence and boasted: "It's just a pile of rags, those Nagas are nothing. Even the maid of Narsuyan can't pass two moves, as long as you don't face the Naga God head-on."
Fang Zhu nodded.
...
As we entered the depths of the ruins, the obstacles we encountered became significantly more and more. Of course, there were more than just Fang Zhu and a few people who felt this.
Dalier and his group were passing through this empty hall. Everything in the dusty space seemed to be silent in a stagnant time. Rows of dusty dragon hunters, only the red light flashing in the visual module continued to dim.
Cui Xisi maintained her "sea blue", but she had already sweated profusely, and her wet hair was pressed against her forehead softly, even her face looked a little pale, but the girl bit her lips tightly and said nothing. Dalier beside her looked at the scene with some concern.
Miss Catman turned around and signaled Alisa next to her with her eyes.
"Miss Choi Shis," Silvede said softly: "Actually we don't need to be so anxious, we can stop and take a break."
Cui Xisi put down her hand, pursed her lips and calmed her breath for a while, then shook her head: "I can only cut off the connection between them and this barrier in a short time. If we stop for too long, the dragon hunter behind will catch up."
She looked at the others, "I know Miss Dalier and Alissa are great, but if we chose to kill in from the beginning, there might be a chance, but I sealed so many dragon hunters once they wake up and rush over, we don't have a chance."
Cui Xisi shook her head: "I'm sorry, this is all my mistake."
"It's not your business," said Alissa. "This is what we agreed upon. Go and meet Ed as soon as possible. You can't just turn the blame on you just because you are in a dilemma. Let me make a decision, stop and rest. If something goes wrong, I have four full resurrections-"
"I can do it too," Dalier interrupted, "Don't look at me like this. I'm temporarily staying on the Seven Seas Traveler, but this is my duty. Staying behind the rear is nothing to the Templars, and this is not the first time I've done this."
After hearing the two of them, Cui Xisi was a little silent - whoever decides will take responsibility, at least in the case of the usual rules of the elite team of the Sacrament Guild. If the responsibility can be shirked, it means that no one has to be responsible for failure.
But I have to say that such pressure often makes her feel unbearable. She just got used to it a little numbly because she had too many expectations and wishes. But until now, she realized that she was unwilling to object, so she nodded silently.
Cui Xisi felt a little weak for the first time.
She didn't know if she should fight, but she had to say that this weakness seemed to be pretty good...
Adni looked at the three of them. She was just a caster, without any combat power, and could not help under such conditions. She might have seen this magic circle before, but she didn't know the principle. After all, she was not an alchemist.
What's more, what my father left behind in the past and everything he saw here is not worth mentioning at all. It's hard for her to imagine that her father built all this for the rest of her life. Could this magic circle be regarded as the pride he left behind?
Is this magnificent ruin really a masterpiece completed under coercion?
Why did he agree to the pirate king's request?
She sat down beside her, and was a little confused for a moment.
Only Tianlan seemed a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry..." She couldn't help but say, for the first time, she felt that if she had worked harder on her daily life, everyone might not have fallen into such a situation now.
Now that I think about it, Brother Ed asked her to join the team, it was not so much to expect her to play a role, but rather to let Alissa, Dalier and Silvede take care of her. She had no ability, and she would have stayed on the boat if she had known it.
"Do you know now?" Alizabeth glanced at the little girl.
"I'm sorry..."
"Forget it," Miss Nightingale shook her head, "It's not a matter of being stronger overnight. You have these insights now, but maybe you will forget it in a while. Just take good care of the logistics work on the ship, which will be of great help to us."
"real?"
"It's almost the same," Alisa nodded, "Or you'd still feel guilty. If you meet monsters later, you'll find a way to hold them back, which will be considered a bit of your remaining energy."
The poet's lady stared at the latter wide, as if she had heard a terrible story.
Silvede looked at the two of them and couldn't help but smile. He walked quietly aside alone, releasing his elemental perception - the blessing from the elemental monarch quickly spreading in all directions like a spider web.
But suddenly, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she subconsciously looked in one direction. There was a layer of dust floating in the shadow there, but suddenly, a huge shadow appeared from that place-
But that's not a dragon hunter.
But a tall, extremely gorgeous, and extremely beautiful woman. Her shadow seemed to cover everything, causing the whole world to fall into darkness, and looking down at the girl below in that shadow.
The tenderness in those eyes seemed to contain the whole world.
Like a mother, staring at her daughter, only with eight round arms—
With the slender hands and fingertips of the fingertips holding a dazzling diamond, the dazzling structure inside the diamond seemed to attract all the gaze of the world and indulge in it.
No more wake up.
The lady's face lost all the blood on her face and was turning pale. She subconsciously wanted to turn around to remind everyone, but she was so scared that she couldn't help but make some unconscious and giggling sounds in her throat.
But in a moment, Silweid's consciousness still overwhelmed her fear, making her come over with a clear light, as if she was whispering the final warning to others:
"Quick…escape…"
That is a god.
The Most Holy of Darkness.
The daughter of the storm, the mother of the violent sea, the master of the vortex, and the supreme god of the Nagas - Narsuyan, was staring at the girl with her gentle eyes, and quietly speaking with her own phantom:
"You're special."
"Want to be my daughter?"
Chapter completed!