Jonah had never seen such a quiet city. Even during the war, the streets and alleys of the Red Stone Castle of St. Bollen had never been so silent. Late at night, the streets were also filled with drunken drunkards and fun-seeking strangers. About More than once, Na found Teacher Keshava who was drunk on the ground outside the tavern at No. 13, Hongshibao Lower Street, and led him through the streets full of people singing and dancing. In his opinion, the city should be noisy and noisy. It was a noisy place full of voices and various noises, but the Maharaja that appeared in front of us now was as quiet as a cemetery at midnight. The sunlight cast the shadow of the building slanting on the stone floor, and corpses were spread out on the stone floor. The streets were full of blood, and blood flowed quietly in the drainage ditches. It took three hundred years and nine rulers to build the Prince City. It has majestic and exquisite architecture. It has the most complete architectural planning and drainage system in the entire continent. Countless corpses flowed out of it. The blood will flow through numerous underground ditches, cellars and underground rivers to form a red stream, and will be absorbed by the dry sand in the huge seepage well.
"Ugly Face" Liche observed the corpses, "The ones tied with red cloth belts are the rebels of 'Kurigara', the ones in yellow are regular Vedic troops, and there are many civilians," he used a fighting rapier to lightly Gently moving several entangled corpses, the top male corpse plopped down and changed from a prone position to lying on his back. The light from his arms immediately stung everyone's eyes.
The ancestral stupa slowly walked over, put his hands together in salute, and covered the shining Buddha statue with a torn flag. Looking at the Buddha will cause injury, touching the Buddha will cause death. The taboos of the ancient Buddhist country were actually used by the warriors of Kurikara. As a weapon, this soldier who suffered multiple fatal wounds used his last bit of strength to exchange the names of three enemies, so there was still a satisfied smile on the corners of his mouth where the blood had long dried.
"Why is it so fast? Not long after Operation Amrita Fire started, the battle in Maharaja City has already ended," Star Reacher wondered. "The demigod general Vayu went to the west to support the war, and Garuda has been in the northeast. The banks of the Bu River are guarded against attacks by monsters and barbarians, but there are still two demigod generals guarding the Prince City. Where did Nandi and Runa go, and where did Brahma go?"
The great swordsman shook his head and continued to move forward: "Stay alert,"
Not far after passing through the gate of the outer city, the Mausoleum of Prince Moro appears in front of you. The white marble corridor under your feet stretches towards the majestic outline of the Prince's Mausoleum in the distance. The vast lakes on both sides of the corridor are sparkling. Twenty-seven statues were once erected in the lake. Pedestrians entering the city of Maharaja from the west gate can only keep their eyes straight as they walk through this world-famous corridor. Therefore, the "Mohara Buddha Path" has become the first of the seven wonders of Prince City. During the Buddhist Movement, these Buddha statues were completely smashed and sank into the lake. Today, only the dazzling setting sun floats on the lake.
This is the place where Jekon fought with Saraswati in the story. It was the same dusk, but the time had changed. Looking at the corpses scattered on the corridor, Jonah couldn't help but feel a little confused. He listened to the little boy under the light of Cherry Crossing. When Grasshopper Xibi was telling stories about people from the south, he never imagined that one day he would come here in person. Now that he is here, the tall and tall figure like a bamboo pole is not in front of the blood-stained front.
The great swordsman led a group of people up the white marble corridor, and the hemispherical dome of Prince Moro's Mausoleum became clear in front of him. Zha, who appeared in his true form, couldn't help but comment: "If it weren't for the wrong timing, I really want to appreciate this building." What a wonderful building,”
"After retiring, switch career to be an architect, Zha," Zu Tower kicked the corpse of the road, saying.
"Retirement," Zhalu smiled from a ridicule. "If the ghost can retire, wouldn't the world be a dead spirit that is crowded with death,"
Jona suddenly felt that they were completely unfamiliar with the protectors of these ghosts. Their life, their experiences, their preferences and dreams, for the reason why they were born and died, "ugly face" Lixi was considered his familiar character. But I couldn't find a chance to talk to the big swordsman along the way. Liche seemed to have been intentionally or unintentionally avoided him, as if he didn't want to mention the name of the king of the Satari.
"Oh ..." The star pick suddenly covered his chest to slow down his chest, and slowly kneeling on the ground. The white bandage on his chest began to exudate blood. At the eyes of everyone, he smiled bitterly and waved his hand: "I'm fine, but I'm a little tired. It should be okay for a few minutes to rest,"
The big swordsman looked around and seemed hesitant: "Although there is no danger, this environment is very unsuitable for rest, if you can stick to the inner city ..."
"It's okay, you can go first, I arrived then," the star picker made a driving action. "As long as it is protected, there is no one else here, I will not have anything to do, but Mr. Li Che There are customs documents and tokens on the body.
"What are you talking nonsense?" Although the mask covered her expression, "ugly face" Li cut obviously frowned and showed a serious expression. After he turned to the team, he squatted down to help the star's arm, " When you have come here, you must come to the end ... "
"Mr. Like," Jona screamed with all his strength. This was a short reaction he could make in the short moment. The next moment, he screamed to "Ugly Face", and the staff The light of Schrafena began to shine the power of the stars, but everything was too late. In the next days, he would use his time to think about his dullness and incompetence, and repeat the Moro Prince Maolo Maolo in his mind again and again. The tragedy that happened before.
"Well," an invisible sharp knife protruded from behind the big swordsman. As the star picker pulled out the intangible sharp sword, blood and strength sprayed violently from the sharp cut, and the big swordsman pulled out the fighting fine sword brush brush. After brushing away, the star picking turned quickly and flipped down four times in a row, waved his hand and pushed into the sky into the sky. The horrible wound that runs through the body, the shaking figure shakes again, and many avatars step on each other agilely in the air, rushing to the high attack ones.
Pick the star took out a piece of things and squeezed the air with his right hand, "Pap the brush," the tens of millions of small needles fell like rain. This kind of thin needle that could not even penetrate people's skin was the shelter. Once the avatar of the Zha is hit by a small needle, the black gas will spray from the wound and spray the body. The number of avatars in the taulted fascination decreased rapidly like the snowball under the sun.
"Perfect timing, this is the" right thing "I have always wanted to do, friends," the star pick stood above everyone's head, and a smile appeared on the handsome face. "The stupid faith in your faith allows you to keep your attention at all times. Put on the damn heresy blood, but ignores the protection of himself, a big swordsman, the ancient blood heir in the town of Qu Weishi, this will be the most pleasant memory of my colorful life. Hehehe ... "As he said, he threw out a few intangible spears while throwing out a few intangible spear," Jona, "The tall shadow Galan roared and flickered to the Jona of the attack at all, the 17 -year -old boy He was still running towards "Ugly Face", and his face was full of despair.
"Bang bang," invisible spear pierced into the ground continuously. Put your right hand on the tie shoulder to help him resist the invasion of countless beef hair needles; Jin Guang's brilliant left hand holds Liche's arm, with the power of the majesty of the Buddha, to continue his life. The confrontation between light and darkness made his face look distorted, weird and inexplicable, "Oh," he suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a bite of light purple sputum. Stays, wipe the forehead of the stars obliquely.
"Oh," the star picker fell down, fell on the martial arts, he jumped up immediately, and then put the ladder on the sky again. The black wigs fell, and the long brown curly hair was sprinkled on the back. The star picking the fifty or sixty -six yards like a bird's bow, squatting on an intangible brick and gasping: "The great old monk, or ..."
I didn't finish it, and the star picking the star's body was stiff, and then slowly poured into the transparent air. The beautiful pattern with complicated patterns grows rapidly and expands, and in just half a minute, she covers every inch of her skin on her body.
"I can't resolve this spell, I can only be temporarily existed in the body. It turned out that the cause and effect were like this ..." His Holiness Gao Wuzhu looked at the woman in the air with chaotic eyes. Not fine ... "
"Mr. Like," Jona got up and shouted to rush to the big swordsman. The bleeding of "Ugly Face" Liche has been forcibly suppressed by the golden Buddha light. The only possible ending of the wounded, "I missed the calculation," the big swordsman said faintly without joy, "Until the moment the attack, he ... no, she did not send a little bit of killing, only the assassin trained by the assassin king himself hand -handed You can have this ability. Fortunately, you are okay yet. You know that even the ghost protector monitors each other and doubts each other, to prevent her from sneaking the bloodline of the betrayer ... This is all mine. Wrong, you don't have to blame yourself at all, "
"Don't talk, Mr. Lixi," the astrological warlock tears the clothes to help the big swordsman tie the wound. At the end of the orange martyrdom, in the shadow of the west gate of the Outside City of Mohoga, a group of people are slowly coming.