Chapter 133 The third fragment, the gaze of the sky
Alas, today I plan to change on time, but the result is still a bit worse ... But, the next thing should be ...
Okay, the guarantee of empty mouth is meaningless, and actual action is important.
Intersection
But the real Edward is one of the parts.
Almost like everyone, it is an onlooker -the power of the body, already half of the body, or more than half of it is not controlled by Edward -he stood there, watching the spells burst out with the intention of some kind of attack.
And the exhibition, catalytic to the present.
Lightning, ice rifles, magic missiles are like waterfalls, energy shields are densely like nets, flames bounce in layers of armor, flames, layers of light ... Empty air along the way, either
Following the advancement into a thin blade, either pushed away from both sides!
And I am afraid that every caster, whether it is superb or inferior, when facing this situation, it will only cause this kind of response -because the two red and black figures have taken off the so -called 'use' use.
In the category of spell ', they are simply in the end of the space, from the surrounding space, from the magic net, extract power.
These forces collide with each other, and the storm of energy is expanding in the cave, and gradually becomes low.
It's not because the storm has weakened, but because they peel off countless stones, so that the entire cave is unable to stand up! The original top of the cave collapsed immediately, and the large rocks fell down and touched those flashing in the space.
Light, lightning and energy have been crushed into countless ashes for a moment, but the dense fog cannot fall into the category of dozens of feet in the center of Storm.
It was crushed inside, and there was no trace of shadow!
And the eyes of the storm are where the two stand.
Such a confrontation cannot continue ...
Surprise only lasted for a moment. Edward's heart. Some bright enlightenment flashed.
The sound waves that transcend the hearing limit are scattered around, destroying. Devour all noise. For a while, it seems that only the heart is reverberating in the ears with a strong pulse.
Tap in the depths of people's most vulnerable and consciousness.
The king's rod, this artifact that surpasses common sense ... Now is not complete, so it is impossible to play the kind of power that even the gods are scared, but several pieces of residues in the area have caused the power that has caused it.
——This drums its magic effect to almost perfect situation. A missile will turn into a storm and a lightning. It can form a beam.
But the higher -level power is not what Edward can touch now--
Not only as the opponent said just now, such energy release will trigger the perception of 'their their perception ... and he can clearly feel that his soul is connecting with a powerful force, just like it is like it is like
The inextricable, invisible lines are entangled in a root ... In his body, it is opening an invisible world. It seems to be a dark mirror in the illusion and real.
But deep, empty. Like the legendary abyss country!
And the strong and mysterious attraction from the abyss, crushed his will, dragged his consciousness, and put it into the darkness.
But how can it be, that's the end?
Edward gritted his teeth, condensed all the remnants of the spirit, ended, expanded, and barely resisted that strange gravity ... Magic is still shot at his fingertips like a tide, sweeping a ** in the space,
Storm, but his eyes have glowed with silver light arcs.
The balanced battle is actually the most vulnerable thing. If you want to destroy it, sometimes you only need the strength of the needle tip to touch.
The series of ice rifles are shaped from the air into shape, mixed with the dirty sludge tip, but it is undoubtedly the most terrible blade.
The green light membrane appeared, and it was disintegrated and turned into nothingness.
"It doesn't make sense, our power is not as good as ... stupid guy, but if you insist on playing with this kind of drama, I can fight you for a few days, if" they "will not disturb ..."
The caster in the red robe raised his head and sent a sharp giggle ... A touch of darkness condensed on his face, the mask was generally smooth. Only the eyes of both eyes were beating the orange light spots, and Edward had seen before.
Phantom, there are no two ... and the laughter is not shocking air, but like a Lich, shocks and recovers in everyone's thinking.
The laughter at the next moment, I paused.
Because the spirit of the soul warlock gathered suddenly, the spirit suddenly burst ... distorting the truth, changing things, reversing reality, and reshaping time and space! Therefore, the large silver light flickered, wrapped the stormy eye suddenly!
The user of the royal power, it is undeniable that the power is enough ... it is enough to make people who have a dozen interesting spirit in time, but the impact on him is only a short second ... but this is enough.
The disappearance of a second is enough to count the lightning, just like a poisonous snake, and then it is revealed,
Just when the time flow was twisted back to the original moment, it swept the red robe!
As soon as the Perak sounded, it was silent.
Storm stagnant, shining clear, the dust fell, everything immediately returned to silence, belonging to the deep darkness of the cave, and finally regained most of the space. Only the cave worn by the cave, a touch of moonlight, quietly opened the darkness, landed in the dark, falling in the dark, falling on
It was swept into a flat ground by the storm, and the figure of everyone was outlined in the space.
"It turned out to be you ... how honored you can see you, the king of the falling elf ..." After a little silence, he stood in the red robe in the same place and sent a hoarseness, and the series of quack laugh ...
… "Yes, you are indeed more eye -catching than me. You choose a more powerful existence. For you and me, this result is better than expected, haha ..."
This harsh laughter echoed with the low wind, and eventually it was unacceptable. Then, his shadow was together with his body, slipped off the ground, then burst into a slightly gray powder, and it was boiled.
, Separate around!
This time. Short -term.
"It's over ..." Edward stood straight and felt the pain, as if every inch of skin was torn into fragments. But the inexplicable joy was still occupied by his atrium quickly -he raised
Hand, that one was the dust of the opponent, and flew out two flickering light ...
But it's not over yet.
"No. El ..." A voice. Breaking the silence after the war: "No, no ... no!"
The samurai who fell on the ground, murmured whisper, eventually transformed into a hoarse scream, her body flashed, disappearing in place, and when she appeared again, she had raised a long knife and fluttered towards Edward!
The blade is like water. The knife is like wind.
With a madness that is not ahead, to tear the figure of the figure, however, just when the long knife touched the opponent's moment, the space changed around ... Under her lift, there was only a mottled hole wall!
When she was too late, she hit her head, and in the sound, the terrible impact almost broke her shoulder bone almost immediately! And when she turned around, she noticed the black shadow -from head to
Tail. The man's figure did not move the slightest at all, and even the figure he was holding in his arms.
It is space to move. It is the space she has always manipulated between the palm stocks.
Two burst magic missiles immediately flew to, splashing a large number of blood! Among them, there was a broken arm flying up, but Edward's gaze was slightly froze -the power of the twisted space, slightly swaying in the scattered blood mist slightly sway
, But he didn't see that slender shadow. He turned his eyes and noticed that in the ashes, the original flashed, leaving only a bright light!
The slender figure has now stepped into the void again, but in Edward's eyes, it reflects the upcoming face -in that pair of eyes, deep resentment, and hatred, condensed becoming a one
After a strange light. After a slight pause, with the volatile space, there is no trace.
A slight sigh, the spiritual warlock pulled back the palm.
That touch of flashing has been restored in his hands to become a cold silver metal. He subconsciously played the same thing with this item -with a few subtle and inconspicuous spells, two parts of his own hand, no one, no one, no one, no one, no one, no one.
The second thing. The faint energy of that side is integrated with the same kind, and it is exciting.
But Edward's mood seems to be unhappy.
Are you annoyed? It's a bit like, but that's not ... but I should really be able to intercept that woman just now.
Since the war has begun, it is natural to divide the victory or defeat ... During the war, there were no forgiveness, no kindness, no mercy, and no doubt ... Forgiveness is the symbol of the weak, kindness is the symbol of the weak.
It is the logo of the weak. The weak in the war is the fellow of the loser.
As for who to kill, who hurts? Is it right? Is it wrong?
Edward does not want to judge -there is no simple, wrong, good and evil in this world, and Edward never thought about being a Buddha, or hell warrior. He just wants to keep himself and take care of the people around him.
They are all very simple people, and most of the time are confused people.
Therefore, at the moment just now, he hesitated ...
"You just refused subconsciously." A voice sounded in his heart, deep, soft, and stable: "But you will soon understand that you cannot refuse.
The deepest connection is the source of their ability ... Only by accepting can you make you want to do whatever you want. "
"What about the price?"
"Yes, the price, the price, the cost and the results are always the two sides of the one."
Some people are stunned because of this. As for you, how to judge, I don't know, but no matter what, it's your own choice. "
"I will fall into a new sleep soon, but I believe that the next meeting will not be far away. Don't forget your current mission, otherwise, you will soon know
I thought so flat ... "
This is a warning.
Before the soul warlock thought to understand the meaning, what he needed to face was here ...
Edward is shocked!
His eyes raised involuntarily ... through the mountain wall, through the space ...
At an endless high place, it seemed that a pair of huge eyes suddenly opened, and the eyes like Hong Tao penetrated the dark sky and landed. His ground!
Or, it is just an illusion. This eyes are between Susimi. It has passed tens of millions of miles, but now the place where you are in the foothold is just a little bit of the towering point ——
But it's just this invisible scan. It's enough ...
It's enough to make people shudder.
It's enough to make humans shudder.
At that moment, the extremely strong dangerous feeling has covered all Edward's mind ... His soul, his own strength. Everything he has. At this moment, he has become insignificant.
… Even can't bow your head, or even look at it!
That's the magnificence of the sea, the majesty of the prison.
Between Suban, like eternity.
The feeling of this sight fell back in an instant and died instantly. It disappeared into the infinite distant end.
But after countless years, Edward controlled himself difficultly, feeling his soul, and returned to the original place.
The drama of this moment is no less than that, even far beyond the feeling of any time when he walked on the edge of the dead reincarnation ... Edward's back was wet and sticky, and cold sweats seemed to be poured out layer by layer. Although Elena in her arms,
, Lisa, who is close at hand, seems to have nothing to do with this matter. But instinctively tells Edward. Everything that was born just now should be true.
This world is different.
He couldn't help talking to himself.
This world is such a reality. It is bound to a simple level system between people, life, existence ... there is no difference between high and low hiding, and the rest is only the difference in power.
In the face of too many high -level power, quantity, courage, wisdom, experience, status, nothing uses nothing, everything is just illusory, only power can deal with strength.
Between different force levels, there is no equality again. Just like in the grassland, the lion will never consider the mood of the zebra, and the ruler will not care about the rights and feelings of ordinary people or even low -level forces.
Human rights and peacefulness will become reality only in the same or similar power level, otherwise it will be the useless indignation and empty moaning of the weak.
And the lives of all the weak are just some symbols, and they are not worthy of mercy. Those high existences never know what kind of compassion is. Especially when one person stands too high, it is too far and too wide, the same kind is similar to it, and the same kind is similar to it.
He will become like an ant at the feet, and step on it to death. Even if you see it, it is not worth moving your feet.
Will I do so too?
No ... the one belongs to your own, it is your own, you cannot be plundered, will not be occupied, will not be used ... My will, my soul, everything I can, even if it is one point and one point.
Truth, a little bit!
After a long time, Edward took a deep breath.
He moved his body gently, under the damaged robe, the original wounds had disappeared without a trace, and even the blood that was soaked in the robe, and the blood scattered on the ground, did not know when to dissipate ... And
He seemed to be able to feel that the blood had returned to his body, and he was running at a high speed.
This is also one of the power of kingship. However, this power made him pick up ...
"We ... victory?"
Elena raised her head slightly, and seemed to just wake up from a dream. The cold moonlight, shining on her half face, covered her with a little tired face.
Her body is in a state of extreme emptiness, almost all physical strength consumes empty, and even the strength of raising her hand has been lost. However, when she woke up, she felt that the powerful arm curved was still there. And, it began to gradually start to gradually gradually gradually.
Warm, so she simply did not move, but just snuggled in this warm and peaceful shelter.
On the side, the semi -elf made a humming sound, pulling Edward's arm fiercely, holding it in his arms. So Edward could only shook his head with a bitter smile.
"Let's go ..."
The transmission surgery sent them not far away, but after a while, they were already in a small town.
The defense here does not seem to have received the slightest impact of the war. Even the three foreigners who have seen some disappointment and have weapons have not been investigated when they pass the city gate.
Well, in fact, there may never be the habit of checking the militians here -walking along the street, the crispy dongs of the blacksmith shop on both sides, and several knights are walking through their mounts and looking for them.
The body also seems to be stained with an elegant and bright taste.
Moreover, the streets and lanes here are far more noisy and messy than some big cities ... Various dialects and soil language are mixed in the words, which is extremely messy, because it is likely to be dragged with beard.
The dwarfs, weird dwarfs ... even some big people with strong body and green face, green face, and green, and they seem to be an abnormal person here.
And those pure human beings are not the same as a few people have ever seen -their figure is more slender, with high noses and deep eyes, in the skin, with some reddish colors.
Keep long beard, carefully repair into the end of the end to become a lady. Corner ...
Repair into edges?
Edward couldn't help but shook his head ... I remember that there was a saying in the mainland, using "the beard -like prescription of the empire" to express what to do well or carefully.
Therefore, these three Turkinis people are likely to be swimming in the city of an empire?
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