"What's going on? Teleportation magic? Did you encounter something?" The paladin looked around, and then turned his attention to Edward. Fortunately, or rather regretfully, the question she raised was not the same as what the hunter remembered.
overlapped.
"...a teleportation spell? Are you sure it's not an illusion?" Edward raised his eyebrows and turned his gaze back to the darkness beyond the dim blue light: "But, does this place look different from before?"
Yes, in fact, the same scenery as in the hunter's memory is limited to the surrounding buildings - at the far end of the line of sight, the icy mist has completely dispersed, revealing the undulating walls behind it.
With the streets extending in all directions, the true appearance of the ancient city, and even at the far end, the dark, rocky sky dome surrounding the city. However, the end of the road paved with ancient stone slabs is no longer that
Instead of a strange wall with a door, it leads straight to a winding staircase dug into the cave wall. The exact same pattern as the one on the way behind shows that there is another gate to the city.
This strange change made the doubts in the hunter's heart even more intense. It was even a little creepy for a moment - if the encounter just now was not an illusion, then was the current one the same?
"That's right, that's the space shock caused by teleportation... We were teleported back to our original place."
Elena was also looking around. The paladin obviously did not have the vision to penetrate the darkness, but she derived another answer on the level of knowledge: "I heard that in ancient magic cities, people often solidified.
There are a lot of teleportation spells that allow the mages to move around at will, so we may have accidentally activated something in them just now."
"What?" Edward, full of doubts, asked subconsciously.
Although he probably knows what it is.
"I don't know. In fact, I don't know what is going on. At that moment, before I could see the scene in the room clearly, the surroundings were completely surrounded by light. It was a very bright, but
It was not a dazzling light...I could not see anything around me, only a voice saying some incomprehensible words."
Elena raised the long sword in her hand and stared at the runes engraved on the shining blade. There was a bit of joy in her voice: "He asked me what hope I had, and what justice is... In the end
, I answered, so when I woke up, I already held this sword in my hand. I thought it should be a test left by the creator of this city to justice and justice."
"Oh——" he responded noncommittally, and Edward couldn't help but curse in his heart.
Damn justice, what I saw was darkness... I was asked what kind of **, and I didn't answer it myself... Could it be that this city itself is a treasure house, but the way of distributing treasures is through
Isn’t it possible to automatically generate a mental search for each person?
However, there seems to be something wrong...
"What about you, do you have any special impression?"
"Well, I'm about the same. Someone asked a few questions, and then I got this thing..." After a moment of hesitation, Edward habitually hid some of his experiences, and just shook the ring on his hand - after all
The incomplete question and answer in my memory can easily be linked to some negative considerations - if this little girl hears something wrong and expresses her righteous shortcomings, then she may become that sword that has been sleeping for who knows how long.
After hundreds of thousands of years, he was the first person to use it for blood sacrifice.
But then he noticed the doubt on the other person's face.
"What is it?" The girl stared at the slightly shaking palm, seemingly observing carefully, but found nothing, so she turned her gaze back to Edward's eyes: "What did you get?"
"This, this is it..." This somewhat strange question made Edward feel a little dazed, so he stretched his hand towards her eyes again, but then his words suddenly stopped.
It wasn't a problem of light or sight - the beautiful flower branch and the texture on the back of the hand were almost in front of the blue pupils, but the expression on the paladin's face was still calm, without any pretentious doubts.
Then the hunter's heart moved, and he laughed as if it didn't matter. "...It's just...Hey, what's wrong with you? I mean there's nothing?"
In fact, this turning point is not clever, even too blunt - Edward himself did not expect to be able to easily deceive anyone, but this tentative response actually got the result - the paladin just turned away.
He lost his sight and just rolled his blue eyes in dissatisfaction, leaving Edward with a big white eye.
Could it be that this ring and those patterns are things that only I can see?
It was a bit weird, but the most reasonable inference made Edward squint his eyes - what is the concept of an item that only the owner can see? He searched for the pitiful memories of those magic items in his mind -
Most of them come from bards' stories, and there are also some unfounded rumors circulating among adventurers. However, just those occasional words are enough to make the hunter's heart beat gradually louder.
The thing she got was obviously a very powerful magic weapon, so of course, the one I got was weak for no reason, right?
This thought just flashed through his mind, and the long sword in the hand of the paladin suddenly burst out with a dull brilliance!
"Undead!" The paladin obviously didn't notice the flash of shock on the hunter's face. The moment the light burst out, she had already let out a low shout, and her whole body immediately tensed up. She raised the long handle
The sword, then the silver light spread out like water. In just a blink of an eye, the surrounding dozens of feet were completely enveloped! Enveloped in the light, a kind of warmth spread across the human body. In an instant,
And as if to cater to the light, strange sounds suddenly sounded in the dark city.
The sound was extremely subtle, but it contained strange changes in pitch, like the sharp friction of fingernails... It made people extremely uncomfortable. It was like countless ghosts whispering, but fleetingly.
The hunter cast his gaze to every corner around him, and what he saw was still the city existing in an empty silence. There was no change in the silence, and even the sound of the wind stopped, making him almost think that he was hallucinating.
…
Fate always plays tricks on people. It may let ordinary careless people slip through the net, but it will never let go of those who are wary, cautious and foresighted.
Edward narrowed his eyes... where the paladin's sword was pointing, he noticed a shadow!
The hunter can be sure that just a few breaths ago, no, even a breath ago, there were deserted stone streets and alleys... But now, a tall figure wrapped in a long, purple-black robe has appeared.
There, he walked slowly along the center of the street. The back of his burqa dragged long on the ground, making a rustling sound as he walked forward. In the deep shadow, he created
The only sound.
Strange human form.
He was very tall, almost over eight feet, but surprisingly did not give people a 'strong' feeling - the faint flowing air caused the robe to flutter silently, revealing the slightly shiny underwear underneath, which also made his
Movement is extremely light...
Edward's eyes couldn't help but tighten.
As he slowly approached, he noticed that the so-called 'underwear' was not a real robe at all, but a dark purple film that was as reflective as plastic but wrinkled... dry,
It fit thinly on every part of the figure exposed in the burqa, with a purple-black halo.
No, in other words, what you should pay more attention to at this time is his face - what he saw in his sight made the hunter silently take in a breath of cold air...
Indescribable.
Even words like twisted and weird are not suitable for this face. If you want to find a suitable term, then this is undoubtedly a face that should be described as "mysterious", "weird", "horrible", etc...
.
In fact, the only reason why it is called a face is that it grows on the top of the figure... to be precise, this is a monster image created as if it were a human prank - even if it is a silver half
The overlay crown covers most of the face, but it cannot cover the big ball or peach-shaped head that is far beyond the human shape. The purple skin is wrinkled and adheres to it, and then there are the only eye sockets that are similar to humans.
In the middle, there are two gray-white things... Its eyes are blooming with a magnificent silver shimmer, surrounding one of them with a jumping bright red.
On the narrow lower jaw, four lavender, half-dried branches are attached to the somewhat deformed skull, while the other two are thicker and longer, hanging down randomly like vines.
As his footsteps swayed slightly, one could barely think of the word tentacle, and runes composed of countless lines shone on it. There were three to five spherical, spindle-shaped, and rhombus-shaped luminous objects on this star.
The strange head floated around, making slow circular movements. It seemed to reveal his identity as a spell caster.
However, all the brilliance condensed together and distinctly formed a colorful stream of light, making this figure look more like a king than a mage.
Dignified, majestic, and elegant.
Even though there is no resemblance to a human being, this figure still carries a majestic bearing...and this majesty derives some kind of invisible pressure - different from the white dragon's violent intimidation that seems to make people lose consciousness, it seems to be just
When you focus your eyes on him, you will have a selfless impulse to worship him.
The voice suddenly sounded.
This voice is so clear, not loud, but every word can make the listener's heart shake... so cold, the turning of syllables and cadences have gone through countless practices. The elegance is impeccable, but there is no trace of anything at all.
sense of direction - because it sounded directly in human hearts. The only regret is that Edward was completely unable to understand the meaning of that short sentence.
Fortunately, the other party seemed to have some plans to communicate. The next time the sound was heard, it was already a sentence composed of common language vocabulary: "What do you think of an uninvited guest who comes to this humble house?"
Do you want to answer? But this seems a little wrong, right? If this is its residence, then he is...
"Lich..."
There is no doubt that this sudden existence is highly dangerous... It is definitely not an object that I can deal with. What is even more frightening is that before getting a definite answer, the paladin has already whispered in surprise.
A word that seemed to be a name was spoken, and the possibility of conversation was completely ended——
Edward's narrowed eyes finally widened suddenly, and the surprise mixed in those deep pupils turned into disbelief; he opened his mouth slightly, and the hair on his forehead fell gently inadvertently, almost blocking his sight.
But the hunter didn't pay attention to these details. He tensed up and a shiver ran through his body.
Peat mop!
What is a lich? It is the famous evil undead, the pinnacle of the undead, the most terrifying undead creature, the most evil evil... It has a long list of such names, alongside the giant dragon, and plays the role in bedtime stories.
The existence of evil boss!
How to do it? Fight?
Stop joking...lucky...
The sound of teeth clashing slightly was clearly audible. No matter how hard he gritted his teeth, he couldn't stop that embarrassing reaction. The muscles on Edward's face twitched slightly. He stared at the figure that was getting closer, and his body shook violently uncontrollably.
Standing... In just a few seconds, a crazy outpouring of sweat soaked his back. He wanted to run away, but excessive fear made his whole body cold.
This was the first time in his life that he had experienced such a feeling.
A feeling of horror.
At this time, the voice was still ringing, and it was transmitted into his fearful heart without any confusion: "It is not easy for a human being to have such a decisive power. Your ability may be low, but given time, you might be able to make it."
There are some developments...but is it lucky or unfortunate? You may be more suitable to sacrifice your body and become one of us."
This passage is very strange, meaningless, not like a dialogue but more like a comment, and a bit solicitous. If it weren't for the harsh words...
Edward quietly retreated and faced a spellcaster who had become a lich in this empty space. It was undoubtedly an act of seeking death, but there was a dragon corpse behind the boy... the corpse of this kind of monster.
, has a natural protective and disruptive effect on magical energy, and is tough and smooth. No matter what kind of magic it is, it should be able to...
The thoughts in his mind for just a moment were interrupted. Edward, who was leaping in the air, contracted his eyes suddenly - time seemed to be stretched. He found that the entire space in his eyes was distorting and deforming with me as the center, and then it became chaotic.
Screams and screams came from all directions like a tide - every scream pierced his mind like a needle! Hundreds and thousands of times... That terrible feeling made him open his mouth and roar, but he couldn't hear any of the sounds he made.
Can't feel anything...
Only boundless darkness came over in an instant.;
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