Vol 3 Chapter 1647: hope

　　 Kyle Mohan once again ushered in a legendary powerhouse, a silver-haired witch, Love Feral, a legend who is not well-known in the Old World but is absolutely powerful.
This is the first time that Efilar has gone so far inland on the old road. Perhaps through the connection of the sea of ​​psychic energy, she has seen the scenery everywhere in this world, but through her own eyes, she observes the mountains and the mountains. This is the first time.
Kyle Mohan Castle is located in the mountains. It used to be a sea. After a long period of geological changes, it finally became what it is now. On the precious plain on the top of the mountains, the ocean can even be found hundreds of millions of years ago. Skeletal fossils left by giant beasts.
　　 Ai Filal floated in the air overlooking the beautiful scenery below. Old Kane had already sensed her presence.
　　 "Excuse me, are you?" Old Kane was also suspended in mid-air. For most of the legendary powerhouses, the sky is no longer a difficult field to conquer.
　　 "I'm sorry to appear so presumptuously, my name is Aifeilar." The silver-haired witch owed her body slightly: "I am Xu Yichen's friend."
　　 Old Kane looked at Aifeilar with a scrutiny gaze. Since realizing the importance of Xu Yichen to the world, he couldn't wait to drink Xu Yichen's water first.
　　 Fortunately, Xu Yichen doesn't drink much water or eat much.
　　 Xu Yichen discovered the witch earlier than Old Kane. He noticed the fluctuations of the Psionic Sea. When Old Kane was ‘interrogating’ the witch, they had already communicated through the Psionic Sea.
"All the fragments about the future have been broken, the road ahead has disappeared, and every step we take from now on is creating history." Efilal smiled gently: "You defeated the evil one step faster than I thought. conspiracy."
　　 "I haven't done enough. My world has lost half of its population, and this world is also not spared." Xu Yichen made a toast to the witch from the air, and poured a large cup of tawny potion.
The old hunters of the Snake School are using his blood to make potions and sword oils, trying to develop new formulas from them. They often draw blood from him. Those potions are a little thanks to the Snake School. Permanently enhance perception.
"In the last few clips, I saw you entering the Maelstrom, but I couldn't see what happened afterwards, as if everything ended from that moment." Efilal described the future he saw: "In Outside the maelstrom, I saw countless warriors, monsters all over the mountains, and burning sky."
　　 "I guess this should be a good omen." Xu Yichen replied: "This proves what I'm doing and makes those who are anxious for the evil god."
　　 "I will enter the Maelstrom with you and end all this." The witch said firmly: "But before that, I need your help to solve the disaster that made me, that monster."
"Ophelia No. 7 Island." Xu Yichen pondered the mysterious island: "Why don't you do it yourself, love Feral? Your power is so powerful, even I can't lift it up in the sea of ​​psychic energy. Such a violent tide."
"My strength comes from the great demon that occupied the island and tortured my sister's soul, so I can't kill it by myself." Efilal was a little confused, and seemed to reexamine his thoughts of inviting Xu Yichen to revenge: "I Sure, my will comes from my soul and is not manipulated or implied."
"But you chose a very dangerous time, Love Feral." Xu Yichen put on his armor neatly with the help of a few apprentices: "Maybe it's not that you were bewitched, but that Tricky had countless days and months ago. , I will use my destiny to guide you here, but I am still willing to go to that island with you."
　　 "Why?" The silver-haired witch looked at Xu Yichen as if she was still entangled in whether her actions and thoughts came from her original intention: "If you think this is a trap, why bother to try?"
"Because I am going to the Maelstrom to face the most dangerous enemy in this world. I don't think there is anything that pops out of the subspace in this world that can kill me." Xu Yichen revealed a Huang old man. Evil smile: "If I die in such a trap, it proves that the variable the world is waiting for is not me at all. Even if I was sent into the maelstrom, I would still die."
Aifeilar looked at Xu Yichen quietly, trying to judge the other's thoughts through eyes instead of psychic energy: "If there is a savior in this world, you are the most suitable candidate. From the moment I see you, I Just believe it."
"Such a compliment can't stop me from not paying attention to you, witch." Xu Yichen floated in the air and bowed slightly to Old Kane: "For example, if I think you have any tendency to merge with chaos, you will die in my hands. Up is your best ending."
　　 "It seems that I have to be more careful in front of you." Aifeilar smiled and stretched out his hand towards Xu Yichen, the expression on his face was a bit complicated.
　　 She wanted to respond to Xu Yichen's joke, which was not a joke, with a smile, but she couldn't laugh.
Xu Yichen held the witch's palm. Compared with his big hand, the witch's palm was as slender as the branches and leaves of a rose: "Don't think about it so much. The most precious thing in this world is free will~EbookFREE.me~ You have to be right. More confidence in this world."
　　 Huang Laoxie's sacrifice filled Xu Yichen's last shortcoming.
　　 That man's choice made Xu Yichen believe that no matter how many times this world has been tortured in the hands of Chaos Cthulhu, those souls with golden light will be loyal to themselves and to the entire human civilization.
　　 They are the hope of this world, and hope will never die.
　　 The witch closed her eyes, and at the moment she touched Xu Yichen's palm, her soul seemed to see a ray of light in the dark, and that light was so beautiful.
　　 Aifeilar gently waved the power of psionic energy, and took Xu Yichen through the real world for thousands of kilometers, only taking two steps.
Xu Yichen only felt that the surrounding colorful colors flashed, countless malicious consciousness tentacles stretched out towards him, and quickly fled after contacting [Pure Fire]. After being promoted to the legend, he no longer has to worry about the Chaos Cthulhu In the process of space teleportation, he hit himself badly.
　　Ophelia Island No. 7, has arrived.
Compared to the New World, this island is closer to the black land, but it is not on any route, and there are no small inhabited islands around it. Maybe there were before, but the nuns ensured that this island would be no accident. No one will deliberately approach for hundreds of years.
　　 Except for the black ship.
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