Stepping on the fragments of gargoyles on the ground, Griffith held on to the wall with a sullen voice. The inevitable physical exertion in the battle made him exhausted. It was obvious that Ye Yuan, who was sheathing her sword next to her, had an aura of ease that surpassed Griffith.
This strong girl will never show weakness, even when she is dying, she will calmly say that she does not want revenge.
"It looks like you are very tired." Ye Yuan came over and stretched out his hand to Griffith.
Griffith gave his usual reasons: "Thank you, and I'm not a soldier, so don't compare me with you."
"Anstee can sweep through thousands of armies even with a wave of her magic wand. Her melee combat ability is only inferior to the next one, but she doesn't have her unparalleled magical power."
¡°¡That¡¯s my teacher.¡±
"So work hard." Finally, Ye Yuan patted Griffith on the shoulder.
Griffith was speechless, especially as Ye Yuan seemed to comfort him. Unknowingly, he was always worrying about his weakness. Griffith slapped his face to cheer up again. The first priority was to find the enemy.
Now that the centaur has disappeared, and no new roads can be found in the nearby area, the two of them had no choice but to temporarily retreat and go back to discuss countermeasures with everyone. On the way, Griffith suddenly discovered that Ye Yuan was always looking forward to him, and that look of waiting for something made him feel uncomfortable all over.
"Maybe I have a secret from the past, but I hope you can think of me as Griffith, not that so-and-so." I don't even want to mention my name.
"I'm sorry to have to obey my orderafter all, that is my last gospel."
Gelfis lowered his head and held his forehead unbearably: "The translation is 'my last hope'. Don't be like Qi Xuan who always says meaningless things."
I don¡¯t know if Ye Yuan understood it, but she nodded and agreed.
"Go back and rest for a while before heading deeper. The false priest must be hiding somewhere. With Ling's interference, the advantages he can have are limited."
"According to the prompts from the Blessing Voice, the role played by the false priest is that of a gatekeeper, and the arena" Ye Yuan was interrupted as soon as he mentioned the arena.
"That's my battlefield." Griffith said with certainty.
Although I have encountered many unpleasant things since I was a child. But generally speaking, everything went smoothly with family and status. No one dared to contradict or hurt the eldest son of the duke's family. But since meeting Night Kite, Griffith's life has developed in a strange direction.
In this world, I was inexplicably beaten and kidnapped. Then three scary guys came over to talk about inexplicable topics. Finally, I was sent to this world by one of them. Griffith is so cute. wrong. This is not the point.
Finally, when he grew up, someone finally wanted to kill him. Although Kolster was an apostle who had lived for thousands of years, Griffith didn't think he was that noble. Just like a noble relying on the work of common people, Griffith did not think that he was nobler than anyone from the bottom of his heart.
So since you want to fight, let¡¯s fight. Kolster designated the arena and limited the opponent. Since he likes playing chess so much, he starts from a corner of the chessboard.
With this thought in mind, I walked through the infinite corridor again. When he landed in front of the restaurant, Gelfis suddenly thought that he had gone to the wrong place. He pointed at the greatly changed room and shouted: "Hey, why is this place like this!"
The entire restaurant is now covered with plants, the entire house is covered with moss and vines, and the red flowers and green leaves have destroyed the original aristocratic restaurant into a wilderness ruin. All of a sudden, the house where people rest is turned into a fairy tree house. Griffith grabbed Flora's collar and asked her what she thought.
"You guys are back. I thought I was dead." Sure enough, Qi Xuan's crying voice came from the room. This guy had no choice but to ask for help from Griffith.
"This is¡¡"
The house was full of plants, and he was so entangled with tree roots that he was tied to the corner and unable to move. On the side, Flora was busy pulling at the roots of the tree, but unfortunately the little girl was not strong enough. Qixuan's help was minimal.
Ye Yuan strode inside and opened up a space for activities with three strokes, five divisions and two divisions. Griffith walked in cautiously, and the room became a paradise for plants.
"I don't know what happened. The magic wand I made from the fairy forest paper suddenly grew, and it turned out like this." Flora decisively admitted the identity of the main culprit, but she was confused.
Qi Xuan shrank in fear because of the clearing note of swords and swords: "Sister, please slow down your sword!"
The number of places to sit in the room actually increased, and Griffith found a largeHe sat down on the root of the tree, looked sideways at the two people, and listened to Flora's explanation of the change.
After Griffith and the others left, Flora has been treating her injuries. The characteristic of goblin meditation is to stimulate the power of nature. Qi Xuan next to her suddenly said that she wanted to experiment with a magic. It is said that it stimulates Flora through electric current. The body allowed her meditation to be effective, speeding up the healing of physical injuries.
Well, okay, Flora was in a hurry to recover from her injuries and did not bother to experiment with her own body. The result was that after Qi Xuan used the amplifying magic on her, Flora held the magic wand and meditated on the big tree. It¡¯s blossomed.
"Honestly, I'm used to strange things. I'm almost used to it." Griffith nodded seriously and picked a green fruit that looked like a strawberry from the note next to him, and flicked his finger in the wind. The sharp blade made of elves cut directly, and the fragrance immediately emerged from the fruit. Griffith took a bite and said, "It tastes good."
"Really? I'll give it a try too." Qi Xuan finally got out of trouble and walked out shaking his arms, "Well, why are you back?"
Isn¡¯t it because I¡¯m worried about you? Not to mention whether he might fall into a trap if he advances rashly, if the knightly priest was ordered by his master to attack Qi Xuan and Flora and then use them as hostages, Griffith would not even think of smashing the table. Yes.
At this time, Ye Yuan put the true vision back into the scabbard: "Because I am worried about you, I decided to gather everyone together after discussing with Xiaoge. Flora, how do you feel now?" Just after a meal, in the restaurant There was enough room for movement, and the growth of the plants seemed to have stopped. Qi Xuan and Flora, who were trapped inside, both came out.
"It's absolutely no problem, please don't worry."
"Okay, don't waste time, let's go directly." Seeing that everyone is ready. Griffith picked another fruit and threw it to the night kite, then he clapped his hands and jumped down from the root of the tree.
At this time, somewhere in the secret realm of time and space.
Kolster held the cross joystick with both hands, and a large number of dense thin lines were connected from the joystick. There are all kinds of figures around Kolster, from humanoids to animals, from chariots to weapons. Almost without exception, they are lethal puppets.
Even in the sky, a strange bird with puppets was flying, waving its double blades made of sharp blades, and rushed towards the Gothic girl in front.
"Is this your answer? Kolster, I have always believed that you would not participate in such boring things. Do you believe in God?" Ling's voice was dull, as dull and lifeless as her eyes. As he spoke, the parasol slowly lowered. Gather.
This is her weapon. It looks like a parasol but can dance with the power of death.
The dark light gathered on the closed parasol and danced forward into a fan-shaped surface, covering the puppets that rushed over and were stained with black. They themselves are in decay.
"You talk too much, Ling." Although Kolster squinted his eyes, his furrowed eyebrows clearly showed his inner anxiety. While dispersing his huge power to maintain the illusion of time and space, he talked to the last apostle captain, even if Even the most strategist will be overwhelmed.
The puppets on the ground in front raised their knight spears one after another, and the torrent of steel stained with gray dust stood neatly side by side. The knight lowered the shield of his helmet, the archer drew his bow at full moon, and the bombardier lit his gun. Smoke was filling the air, the army began to advance and attack, and arrows fell that blocked the light from the sky.
The infantry¡¯s giant axes and heavy swords were rubbing against each other, making a tooth-piercing friction sound. The eyes of the dolls were similar to those of bells, but they lacked the breath of life, the watery spirit and indifference. The puppet army has no morale, but they hold high their battle flags and weapons. Countless puppets are shouting silently, eager for victory.
Kolster frowned for a while, then relaxed again, silently muttering some self-deprecating words in his mind.
"I don't agree with your approach, which is to sacrifice others to gain so-called possibilities. This kind of lust and ambition will sooner or later spread to the entire world. The responsibility of our apostles is to manage the stability of the world, not to explore the mysteries of the world. Our duty.¡±
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? The puppet army has surged up from all directions, there is no dust here but it feels like the sky is full of yellow sand, the colorless sky above the puppet army seems to be crying.
Ling stretched out her free hand and clenched her fist. The originally reserved girl suddenly took steps forward.
"Why don't you all want to listen to me?" The power of life and death unfolded, and a circular dark magic circle appeared at the foot of the bell. The edge of the circle was written with words of blessing for life, but in fact it absorbed The surrounding material life.
Perhaps in the eyes of ordinary people, the steel and gems on the doll have no life, and there is no concept of life and death, but no matter how exquisite the doll is, the moment it walks into the bell,A collapse occurred and turned into dust falling to the ground.
With a sudden movement of the joystick in Kolster's hand, the puppet army advanced fearlessly and endlessly towards Ling, consuming her power of life and death.
"How did your heart open before you blamed others? I still can't understand your worries, and I can't eliminate your sorrow for you. Ling, where have you been silent for so many years?" At the same time as the inventory of dolls exceeded the sky, Cole Sturt also found time to make a sound at the right time, ringing the bell with his usual stage voice to deliver a message.
The bell surrounded by the dolls suddenly blew away a piece of its parts, and the lifeless pieces fell to the ground and slowly disappeared, but the bell was no longer as calm as before. Just because of Kolster's words, he immediately became angry.
"Do you love uncovering other people's pain so much?" Suddenly he reached out and grabbed the puppet that was attacking again. The parasol held by Ling had been swallowed up by the darkness, and was replaced by a weapon in the shape of a huge scythe. "My favorite Did anyone lend a helping hand when I was in pain? Did anyone congratulate me when I succeeded? When my relatives, my people, and even myself were sacrificed to the outsider, you other apostles were still silent in your own In fun.¡±
Kolster looked at the thin line in front of him. At least a quarter of the thread on the joystick was dyed black, and it gradually spread. Kolster hurriedly cut it off. Each puppet controlled by a string has a master-level combat capability, but these quantity and quality are far from enough for the angry bell.
After the counterattack of this wave of bells, Kolster's movements slowed down a lot. Half of the entire space was swallowed by death, and his strength was somewhat inferior.
With her eyes never opened but looking at Ling, Kolster was staring at this beautiful girl, and the battle between the two was still going on. The black scythe was harvesting the dolls wantonly. It was probably easier to cut these dolls than to cut grass.
"There is no need to fool me with your theories about exploring the world. The true appearance of the world will not affect the dance of the sun, the moon, and the trajectory of the stars. You are the only one doing ridiculous things day after day. I will swear this when I take the last place. Use my misfortune to bless all creatures in the world"
"Haha." Colster suddenly laughed.
Battles arising from different ideals are not uncommon. From ancient times to the present, countless creatures in the world have fought for land, faith, and freedom. Throw aside wars, and there have been too many battles for art, policy, and money to be recorded. .
But the blessing voice of the youngest among the apostles was really childish: "Hahaha, what role does your blessing play? Birth, old age, sickness and death, high and low, pain and blame are still happening. Your utopia is just realized in a dream. I am different from you, I will give everyone the life they want, the world they want, and make the whole world truly happy."
A large number of dolls rushed towards Suzu with bombs in their arms.
"Suffering in the world is a training for people. In the endless reincarnation, everyone's experience is equal." The bell was blown away by the explosion, thrown several meters away in the thick smoke, and fell to the ground again.
Kolster lowered his hands, walked forward step by step, and slowly opened his eyes.
There is a kind of plain emotion in the ancient brown pupils. It is a kind of compassionate eyes, extremely self-compassion, treating yourself as the savior, and the world in front of you is waiting for rescue.
It was this kind of self-promotion that gave Kolster the strength to reach this point. He pointed at the bell slowly: "You test everyone, let them experience pain and endure torture to long for so-called happiness. When this kind of Few people notice when happiness comes. I will not be hypocritical like you. I will let a new world come, become the god of the new world, and let all living things live in a new world without pain and blame."
"Let everyone become your puppet? I won't agree with this approach."
¡°You can¡¯t organize me!¡±
A curtain opened behind Kolster. Behind the curtain was a dense army of puppets. Thousands of silk threads floated out from the cross joysticks in both hands. It was impossible to confirm how the small joystick gathered so many threads, but the real The torrent of steel began to slowly come out.
What appeared at the same moment was the pressure of the bell.
"Gulfis, Griffith, the only one who can save you now is yourselves." (To be continued.)
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