Chapter 292: The final battle (24)

When the Box of Time began to rotate, deep in the Underground Palace, because of the shock from the magic storm, it just happened to collapse a damaged palace. The towering ruins formed by the palace set up a natural barrier for Chi Yan and Xiao Douding, forming an excellent hiding place.
The crowd stopped and arranged layers of defensive circles here, but they were still worried about the shock.
But Chi Yan knows that she can't do anything now, and to guarantee the safety here is the greatest support for her teammates.
On the ground, after repeated persuasion by Tang Cuo, His Majesty finally agreed to evacuate with the guard.
"Let you go is not to let you be deserters, nor to be a hero, but to stay here will cause trouble. No one can tell the situation of the Well of Time. We need to let go of our hands and feet and have no scruples to make it possible. Suppress it with all strength. The unnecessary sacrifice is stupid, here is me, there is Lancelot, enough. What we need is to make people survive as much as possible, not just kill the enemy. Go out from here, the battlefield More than one place."
It is Mrs. Catherine who is responsible for escorting His Majesty the King. The red priest of the Rose sect has not arrived yet. Except for Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo, she is the most powerful one here.
They rushed out from the weakest corner of the enemy, swiftly piercing the crowd like an off-string arrow. Catherine escorted her all the way, and when she was about to send the king out of the encirclement, she couldn't help but look back.
Outside of the main hall at this time, the people of the Ivy League were on the steps, and the Rose sect attacked from under the steps. The two sides fought me among you, you among me, sword light, magic flying, but Ivy The Confederacy generally kept the last line of defense, and no one was allowed to enter the hall.
People keep dying, and people keep coming. In fact, the main hall has already been hit with holes, and there is a corner missing from the top. Only a few pillars are also in danger. From the outside, you can easily see the inside.
In the empty hall, only Theodore and Augustine were left. Catherine was still a little worried about Theodore's identity, fearing that he would be detrimental to Augustine.
Especially when the two rose sect magicians broke through the defense line and entered the hall, but Theodore withdrew from the hall instead of blocking it, Catherine groaned.
She just wanted to rush back, the well of time shines brightly. The magic storm rushed out of the wellhead, and the energy burst out instantly killed the two magicians directly.
Augustine vacated the moment the magic storm rushed out, escaped the most violent moment, and then immediately took action to suppress it. But such a violent impact is that he is unavoidably neglected by his full suppression, because compared to the open underground, this time well on the ground has only a narrow wellhead as an exit, and the violent energy is compressed together, and the destructive power is better. .
Theodore shot at this time, and the light shields shot out one after another, saving those who were almost hit by themselves. The two sides cooperated so well that the wave came down, and no one was affected except the two magicians.
Catherine took a deep breath and finally suppressed all her doubts about Theodore.
Jin Cheng raised an eyebrow.
The shock of the magic storm came suddenly. What Rong Yi must have done below blocked the other vents, so that the magic storm had nowhere to go, so he could only rush up. Like an active volcano.
What should I do?
It's probably not possible to suppress blindly. This is not a dog training. A pacification can calm down the violent energy. The best way is still four words, "blocking is worse than sparse". But there are people all around. You and your enemies are fighting together. The magical storm doesn't recognize people. You can only die together if you want to die.
Thinking of this, Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo's eyes met across the sea of ​​people, and Tang Cuo glanced at it.
Above?
Jin Cheng understood what he meant, and there was a playful smile on the corner of his mouth. He immediately took out the mechanical bow and threw it at Tang Cuo, Tang Cuo jumped up to catch it, inspiring [Walk in the Air] to escape the enemy's attack, in mid-air—
The thunder cloud in the sky shot a full arrow.
Why is Tangcuo shooting this arrow, because Jin Cheng wants to suppress the magic storm, and he really can't pull it out.
What is the purpose of shooting this arrow?
On the one hand, Tang Cuo's use of a mechanical bow is not in line with human behavior. On the other hand, Lei Yun has been pressed very low, and he can successfully draw Lei from above with this arrow.
Lei hacked from the sky, Jin Cheng then led the magic storm from the underground palace to welcome him, and used his strength to fight.
"Boom--" The moonlight-colored mushroom cloud exploded, breaking through the thundercloud and even triggering a thunderstorm. The sound of "bang, bang, bang" was endless. The huge shock wave also blows away all the people who are still in the melee, but the lethality of the shock wave when it reaches the ground is already small, and it is not enough to be fatal.
This very visually striking scene made everyone silent. The sight of the whole city turned to the position of the well of time, and the expression of surprise was beyond words.
Leng Miao stood on the city wall and knew without a guess that it must have been something Jin Jin and Tang Cuo had done. Especially Jin Cheng, he likes this big scene.
The big magician who was too lazy to talk was only glanced at it, then turned his head again.
The time has come.
The fighting outside the city did not stop for a moment, and the corpses ran wild. Whether it is the arbiter of the Ivy League or the red priest of the Rose sect, no matter how strong it is, it cannot escape the fate of death.
And Yao Qing's backwaters and Yan Yun's sudden killing made the Rose Sect fall into the disadvantage. The red priest died two at a time, which made the supervisor Roger Reid seize the opportunity and quickly counterattacked.
But lunatics are lunatics after all, especially those who are forced into desperation, and they often explode with amazing lethality.
The rose bombs are blooming everywhere, and the crazy rose sect magicians have killed their red eyes. They have begun to distinguish between enemies and foes, just rushing into the wall, and they can kill a few.
The people of the Ivy League were disrupted under such a lifeless attack. If they were careless, they would be affected by the ubiquitous rose bomb. Self-preservation is a problem, let alone saving people.
Several arbitrators were so anxious that they quickly tried to suppress it, but it was too chaotic. This battlefield was too chaotic.
"For the undead king!" The lunatics shouted slogans and sprinted toward the broken city wall. The city wall has already become a decoration, a collapsed place here, a big hole was broken there, and yellow sand followed the enemy's footsteps in a mess.
There are only a few silver armor guards all over here who can't defend.
Leng Miao jumped from the city wall at this moment, and a small body stood on the mound of wind and sand, facing the fierce enemy, holding up the silver moon badge.
"His Royal Highness Prince!"
"Your Highness!"
In the cry of excitement, the silver moon badge gleamed with dazzling golden light. A huge light shield suddenly popped out of the badge, lying between the damaged wall and the enemy.
Just listening to the sound of "banging", the enemy hit the light shield one after another, just like the waves of the shore, but they couldn't cross it.
The silver armor guards recognized this skill, which is the "holy guardian" that the royal family can possess. They still remember the promises made to every citizen of the country of the month hidden by each crown prince standing in front of the hall of the well of time when he succeeded to the throne.
Holy guardian, guarding their common home, is everyone who lives in this home.
This is not a barren land abandoned by God, this is their home.
But how old is His Royal Highness?
All the silver armor guards had red eyes, but they knew it was not time to cry. The divine guardian is a talent skill. It extracts the life of His Royal Highness. I don’t know how long it can last.
The only thing they can do is to wield the sword in their hands again so that no one will hurt him. They may not be as powerful and battle-hardened as those in the Ivy League, or they may fall next moment, but it doesn’t matter, His Royal Highness has stood up to protect them, even if they are buried in the yellow sand now, their blood It will be hot.
The wind in the desert is sobbing.
Thunderclouds rolled in the city, but the sky beyond the city could be seen far away. The light shield is like the dividing point between thundercloud and clear sky. People look at it, the young body, the huge light shield, and the warriors who are dead, are deeply imprinted on their hearts.
The tragedy of this corner soon began to spread. From outside the city to inside the city, no one was lucky, and some just died.
Time passed by one minute and one second, the light shield finally cracked, and the young prince gave his life and fell into the yellow sand. A silver armor survivor cried and dug out his body to prevent the sand from drowning him.
Leng Miao left the customs clearance, and Yao Qing completed the customs clearance task after killing a red priest in chaos, and died in the hands of the supervisor Roger Reed.
At the well of time, the confrontation between Sky Thunder and Magic Storm gradually came to an end, but the Magic Storm gradually subsided, but Sky Thunder intensified, because Jin Cheng did not die.
He was supposed to die in this magical storm, but he was still alive. Say that his mission failed, but he clearly did according to the mission requirements, and suppressed the magic storm with all his strength. This storm failed to kill him. Can he blame him?
It can be said that he succeeded in his mission. He certainly did not do it right.
More thunder came down, Yongye City chose to hack him to death, and then sent him away from the copy.
The warning sound of "ding, ding, ding" almost knocked Jin Cheng into a concussion. He knew he couldn't drag it for too long. Too much play is easy to kill yourself. Too much thunder will also cause great trouble to the country of Yueyin. At this time, you can only catch one and kill one.
Kill one capital preservation, kill two to earn money.
At this time, there was a red priest who broke through the barrier and killed the well near the time. Jin Cheng saw it, he couldn't help but raised his lips and sincerely said to him: "Welcome to you."
In the underground palace, a storm subsided.
Rong Yi withdrew [Box of Time], returned the cloak to Zheng Yingying, and breathed a sigh of relief. He glanced at the large and small wounds on his eyes, his smile slightly bitter, and at the same time he figured out the healing agent, he also glimpsed his new brushing mission.
Cavalier Celtic died in a battle in the underground palace. It was either a vigorous method of death or a battle.
He wanted to ask Zheng Yingying what her mission was, but she turned around and found that Zheng Yingying had already walked away in a cloak. Rong Yi called her name and she didn't look back.
"I will tell Chi Yan!" Rong Yi still waved at her.
The voice spread far away, Zheng Yingying still didn't look back, but her pace was a little faster, like she was running away. Rong Yi took a break and stood up again, planning to meet his last battle.
As players pass through each pass, time is like flying with wings. War is like a gear, constantly crushing human life, rendering grief, breathless, but in some obscure corners, music is still flowing.
Jack has a brave heart, he wants to go outside to kill the enemy, but the big brother with a rose pattern in his neck is also right. The people here also need him to protect. He wants to stay and become their mankind like a man.
"Cough." He cleared his throat and said, "Let me play a song of Wind Songs for everyone. This is the first song written by Lancelot after he became a bard."
At the same time, in Yongye City.
After Leng Miao came back, she went straight to Tang Cuo's residence in Area B. Lisi still stayed here. She was surprised when she saw Leng Miao. She looked behind him subconsciously, but didn't see the expected figure.
After Leng Miao's brief explanation, Lilith understood the copy's customs clearance rules and was about to ask Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng's current situation. Then someone knocked on the door.
When she went out to see, the person was Zhang San.
"Is the little fish there?" Zhang Sanli frowned, with a bitter smile on the corner of his mouth, and his expression was very interesting.
"You haven't been back, he went to find you, did you meet?" Lilith asked.
Zhang San shook his head and walked into the room to see Leng Miao, his eyes gleaming brightly, "You guys come back with a copy? What about Jin Cheng? Where is Tang Cuo? Where are they all?"
Leng Miao occupied a whole sofa by himself, and refused to explain it again.
Lilith hardly puzzled Zhang San. Zhang San listened and was disappointed. "You don’t know what I have experienced in the past few hours. My mother, I doubt if my name is wrong. Well, I shouldn’t be called Li Si — oh no, I shouldn’t be called Zhang San, I should be called Dragon Nicholas Aotian!

After hearing the words, Lilith and Leng Miao looked at each other in confusion, and heard Zhang San tell his long story.
"...This is probably the first half, but did you know what he paid me in the end? He asked me to open a box with my key. A box like a music box, with a small drawer underneath, locked Yes, I twisted the key and opened it, and then you know what I saw inside?"
Zhang San gasped for breath, so he stopped vainly, and then looked left and right to see if there were any people eavesdropping nearby, and finally lowered his voice, carefully pulling out a roll of red rope from his pocket like a thief Tied parchment.
"There is an original manuscript of "Songs of Gods, Lambs and Crows."
Zhang San still feels incredible when he talks about it now.
All players in the city of Yongye know the importance of this song. The twelve movements are directly born here. Its original is kept in the hands of Mr. Crow, which is normal. What is abnormal is that this manuscript was finally stolen by Zhang San.
At that time Zhang San opened the box and saw the parchment, but he didn't dare to touch it. He thought that k just let him open the box, who knows that k said to him again: "You take it out."
Mr. Crow made a speech, how could the player not follow the truth. Zhang San had no doubt about him, carefully took out the parchment and handed it to K.
K did not answer, but looked at him with a smile and said, "Do you know what this is?"
Zhang San shook his head honestly, "I don't know."
k: "The original manuscript of "Songs of the Gods, the Lambs and the Crows", this song was written at the beginning of the establishment of Yongye City. I have forgotten how many years ago, it has been kept in this box anyway. . In fact, it is useless now. It does not have the permissions like the twelve movements, and it does not have any additional attributes. It is a piece of broken parchment, and no one can pick it up on the road."
Rao said so, Zhang San still felt that the things in his hands were heavy, "That, that has nothing to do with me."
K smiled deeper, "Who said it didn't matter to you, you stole it."
Zhang San's eyes widened, "Huh??"
k: "Yes, it's you."
Zhang Sanhou later realized that after this box appeared, K did not touch it. It was Zhang Zhang who opened the box with the key, and Zhang Zhang took out the parchment.
But he was wronged!
You law enforcement!
"Don't worry, you listen to me." K didn't dare to make people anxious, and slightly converged, said: "I'm not forcing you, you can choose to throw it away now, or you can choose to take him away , The choice is yours, but you can listen to what I said before you choose."
What k said next was a secret that was not a secret for Zhang San.
"Mouse and Yanyun made up their minds to kill me, and I also figured out the ending for myself, but as soon as I died, Mr. Crow, every district would change. This district is not your so-called district a and district b, but each district in the world. ."
"Your players always joke that Mr. Crow has three thousand points. This is actually not false. When Yongye City was originally established, it was divided into different areas for the convenience of management. The central area of ​​my body. My body stays in the center area, and there are countless identities and identities to manage each area. Most of the time, the areas are not connected to each other. But as soon as my ontology dies, the identities and demise will die immediately.
Zhang San was not surprised at the division of the various regions of the world, after all, this is reasonable.
K continued: "Of course, it still has nothing to do with you. But I tell you that the twelve movements may appear in each section. Only this manuscript is unique. Once Mr. Crow dies, Yongye will meet How it is and what the world will be like are unknown. As you inferred, if Yongye City is a blank piece of paper, then the person who draws on it is not me, but you. What will happen in the future, Hold it in your own hands. God will not save you, only you can save you."
Suddenly hearing such a long-spoken word from Mr. Crow's mouth, Zhang San was a little embarrassed, and he was also in a heavy mood. He seemed to begin to understand the meaning of k. He asked Zhang San to "steal" the original manuscript, perhaps to give water to humans.
K saw his look and knew that he understood it. He leaned back easily on the back of the chair and poured a glass of wine for him, saying, "Maybe it will come in handy, maybe not. You have no idea." , Go and ask my good friend Tang Cuo."
"Why me?" Zhang San asked the last question for a long time.
Even if he may just be a messenger, most of this manuscript will be handed over to Tang Cuo to find a way. But why is he? Why was he sitting here listening to Mr. Crow talking about so many things, and got the original manuscript again, discussing the relatives and sparseness of the distance, and the importance of it, so Wen Xiaoming is more suitable than him.
Is it because he has the universal key?
"Why aren't you?" K is also curious, "There are so many people in the world, not you, it will be him. There is always one. Why do you think someone must be more suitable than you? You got the key, so you It’s as simple as unlocking. The history of mankind was created by mankind. Are you not a member of mankind?"
Zhang San was stunned again, somewhat understanding and a bit dazed.
Lilith finished listening to him and asked, "So you came back with the manuscript?"
Zhang San: "What else can I do? I took it all, wouldn't it be a thief if I didn't take it back? Damn, I'm a high school student who graduated from the police school. How can I do this to me."