Pillars of Ita

Chapter 877 The Flame Over El Pashin IX
Before Fang Zhi could react, he felt his whole body fly into the air, and the next moment he slammed into one side of the bulkhead.

And when he was staring at the gold star, he glanced at the corner of his eyes and saw the shadow sweeping in his direction, and the dark black smoke and dust below spread along the deck like water lines.

At that moment, Fang Yuan was shocked, and he subconsciously raised a hand, palm forward, intending to stimulate something.

Just before that, something suddenly shot out from the thick fog-like shadow, like a long whip shadow, sweeping over.Before he could move, he hit him hard on the arm.

Fang Plover only groaned, and with an unnatural swing of his aiming palm, he strayed from the target.

And as soon as his hand fell, the swept shadow smoke also turned into tentacles, clinging to his hands and feet, and at the same time pinning him to the wall.All this happened in the flash of light and flint, and when Fang Plover came back to his senses, the shadow had already come to him——

Fang Qi raised his head subconsciously, and just met a pair of eyes made of jumping purple flames——

It seemed that he realized the height of the other party, and it seemed that it was still beyond his original imagination-even in face-to-face situations, he still needed to raise his head to meet the other party's eyes.

The other party looked down at Fang Plover condescendingly, and in the two flickering purple flames, Fang Plover seemed to see a hint of scorn and contempt.

He couldn't help but have a little doubt in his heart, and seemed to understand the meaning of the other party's eyes in an instant——

Fang Yuan couldn't help but recall what the other party said just now.

Inefficient use of energy...

poor imitation...

He thought of the strange loss of control of his clockwork fairy, rocket flying fist, and the purple electric light blooming on the magic furnace, and the spare magic crystal that was almost turned into powder. Could it all be related to it?
Is this what the other party did too?
But how could the opponent influence the construct he controls?

Fang Ping recalled that at that moment, it seemed that a force unknown to him directly cut off the connection between him and the magic furnace.

Can the other party directly exert influence on the ether world?

how did you do that?
These doubts flashed in his heart one by one, but he couldn't see anything on his face, he just quietly and quietly pressed a hand behind him.

The shadow was motionless, as if oblivious to his little movements.

And it was at this moment that a flash of light suddenly appeared in Fang Yu's heart.

By the way, I actually realized the problem from the beginning, didn't I?
He thought of the Nightmare Furnace constructs on the deck, even though the Shadowman's way of manipulating them was very different from the Alchemists in Altaria - at least he didn't see the Magus Furnace on those things, or anything like that. thing.

But some of the lowest-level logic in this world is always the same. As long as the shadow people's methods of manipulating constructs are not separated from the power outside the ether, then the core of the power they use is naturally the same.

The sea of ​​ether, the magic crystal, could it be said...

A somewhat absurd thought rose from Fang Plover's heart.

In fact, the history of alchemists is not very long...

This piece of history is only a thousand years old so far, which sounds quite old, but it is not worth mentioning in the long history of Ataria.

What's more, the birth of the dragon knight-or the mature construct will be even later. As for the structure of the modern magic furnace and magic crystal, that is after the era of the great alchemist Ed, after several generations. It is gradually perfected after human transformation.

But after that...

He suddenly raised his head.

What is the connection between these 'creatures' in front of them, or their Nightmare Furnace constructs, and their alchemy?
The other party seems to be quite familiar with his methods, but after the green era, and before the disappearance of the Noumelin Spirit, he has never heard of relevant rumors.

As for older times...

At that time, human beings were still in ignorance, and even alchemy had not been born...

Fang Ping's face still showed some abnormal paleness, but he silently looked at the shadow in front of him, took a breath, and said with some difficulty:

"If you guessed correctly... Your Excellency should be the commander of this squadron..."

In the elusive shadow, purple flames flickered eerily.

"You...what are you..."

"...Where did it come from?"

After a while, a sneer came from the shadow.

This sound is a bit sharp, it seems to be mixed with a low-pitched vibration, it does not sound like it is emitted by a vocal organ, but rather like some kind of noise made by friction, which makes people feel physically uncomfortable when they hear it.

It's just that Fang Plover still stared at each other as if he had never heard it before, and continued to ask: "...What do you mean by poor imitation?"

But the other party didn't have the patience to answer his question, and only said in a sharp voice: "...Ivis's little mouse, I suggest you put away these little tricks, delaying time is meaningless, I know you are expecting to escape just now. That little thing—"

Elvis?
Fang Ping's movements couldn't help but froze. It seemed to be a term he had never heard of, but the shadowman's tone was very strange, and he wasn't sure if he had heard it wrong.

But it was at this time that the shadowy and bitter words suddenly stopped, and he just stared at him, as if he saw something strange, and a frantic ray of light was released from the throbbing purple flame:

"Hey—wait, you're not a saint...?"

With this sentence.

The smoke and dust formed by the shadow rose violently, as if something was violently churning inside it, making the two purple flames more and more dazzling, and even a little scary, so that the other party's tone changed. Be more high-pitched and sharp:

"You are--"

"Ita...?"

The other party suddenly spit out this weird byte, and suddenly leaned forward, as if his whole body was shaking with excitement, and grabbed it towards Fang Plover.

But when the 'monster' was about to speak further, a sudden violent movement interrupted it.

At that moment, the entire floating ship swayed violently from side to side.

Although this kind of shaking is not enough to make the opponent stand unsteady, it is enough for Fang Plop to seize this unmissable opportunity.The latter's thoughts turned sharply, and he only grabbed the moment of the violent shaking, and suddenly pressed his right hand on the bulkhead behind him.

From the two purple flames, an angry light emerged:
"you dare--"

But the other party only had time to let out a roar, and the next moment, a bright light bloomed on Fang Qi's palm.

The light was just a long and narrow line at first, but in the blink of an eye, it passed through Fang Plover's palm and turned into a swept flame, and the ensuing shock wave directly shattered the cabin, forming a bursting wave .

The waves spread out, and the rippling texture caused the bulkhead to shatter behind Fang Plover, and in the burst of fire, accompanied by a roar, a huge gap was torn open on it.

It all took a long time to say, but it was just a blink of an eye. At the same time as the fire burst out, a fine grid-shaped energy wall lit up behind Fang Ling from top to bottom - that was his magic furnace. The shield - just under such a shock just won't help at all.

The shield disappeared in a flash, and then shattered in pieces.

After that moment, the shock wave flew Fang Plover directly. He tried to catch something, but it was useless.He only felt that he flew over several obstacles at once, smashed something head-on, and then landed heavily on the ground, rolling several times in a row.

When he fell, Fang Plop was still trying to stay awake. He suddenly felt a gust of air rushing in from outside the cabin behind him. It was a gust of wind thousands of feet in the air, pulling him to one side. Go away.

The explosion created a huge crack in the cabin, and even the floor was separated from it, and the floating ship was tilting in an ethereal state, causing him to roll down directly in that direction.

Fang Yuan only felt that he was empty, and he had already fallen out of the floating ship.

At this moment, he didn't have time to care where the shadow man went. He only roughly judged the direction according to the plan he had imagined in advance, and then tried his best to reach out in the direction of the floating ship.

With a sound of 'bang', the remaining rocket flying fist flew out with a swirling airflow, and with a long cable, it crossed a standard parabola, just before it reached the huge above the ship's side. At the time of the crack, Fang Plover seized the opportunity and squeezed it hard.

'Click', the mechanical claw was firmly buckled on the cracked ship board.

The originally curved cable suddenly straightened, and Fang Plover only felt like a kite was suddenly thrown upwards.

But at this time, he woke up instead, glanced in that direction, and immediately slapped the remaining part of the mechanical armour with his backhand, and the winch inside immediately started up, swaying and dragging him in mid-air. .

And Fang Plover now has time to observe the situation of the crack——

The power of that exploding crystal is not small.

Before, because he was worried that it would not work as expected, so that he could not control the power of the explosion, the direct result was that there was a buzzing in his ears until now.And the magic furnace behind him was 'popping' with electric light, as if it would be scrapped due to overloading at any time.

This made Fang Plover secretly complain. His magic furnace was specially made. Although it was designed by himself, some materials were still very rare.If one is completely scrapped and another one needs to be replaced, it will not be so easy to get a new one.

Of course, the good side is that the effect of the explosion is far beyond his imagination. The gap is empty, and the shadow that was there seems to be rolled out in the explosion at that moment.

Fang Ping glanced down, and the bottom of the floating ship was also empty.

This discovery surprised him a little.

Although the plan was to make the opponent fall out of the cabin, he did not intend to solve the opponent so easily——

Did it really fall?
He glanced left and right again, and couldn't help but secretly doubt.

But no matter where the thing went, it wasn't his primary concern right now.

At this time, the cable had been completely retracted, Fang Plop had no time to think about it, and hurriedly stretched out his other hand to grab the crack that was close at hand, and then pulled himself up little by little with the help of the mechanical power in the Rocket Flying Fist.

He almost lost his strength, and then climbed back into the cabin and stood up staggeringly.

At this moment, the high air current is pouring violently into the cabin from the outside along the outside of the bulkhead. Due to the imbalance of the ether inside and outside the floating ship, the hull has been tilted slightly to one side, and he has to hold the wall on one side with his hands. face to stand firm.

He turned his head and saw the sky-high fire outside the floating ship, recalled the previous movement, and realized that the craftsman of the descendant of Flor who had left earlier may have already started.

The thought made him feel slightly relieved.

Fang Plop's eyes passed through the firelight and glanced at the clouds in the distance, where beams of light were slowly blooming over the battlefield - and through the pores between the clouds, he could almost see the giant tower below. The majestic silhouette of the city.

That was El Pashin.

His heart moved.

However, at this moment, a stinging pain came from the spiritual world, and Fang Ling groaned subconsciously, and his expression changed a bit again.

He gritted his teeth and understood the reason in his heart. He only raised one hand and pressed the eye socket of his right eye. After a moment of silence, he said with some difficulty:

"Nini."

In his mind, the appearance of the little girl immediately emerged.

But at the moment Nini is showing her teeth and claws, her hands are on the ground, her tail is raised high, her body is leaning forward, and her long flame-like hair is standing up one by one, like a cat before the attack. Like an animal, he stared at a pair of golden pupils, watching the darkness in one direction vigilantly.

Suddenly hearing Fang Ping's voice, the little girl's eyes lit up, and she immediately shook her tail and said with a milky voice:
"Papa!"

"Nini," Fang Yan shook his head with a pale face. He looked back at the sky outside and said in a low voice, "Listen to me, Papa needs your help next."

The little girl nodded vigorously: "Nini, listen to Papa!"

Fang Plop took a breath, and then his lips moved, and he gave a few words in an almost inaudible voice.

And Nini nodded while listening.

It's just that even if she listened very seriously, the little girl still did not give up her previous vigilant attitude, and continued to scan the darkness ahead with her golden eyes.

Fang Yu also noticed the darkness in his conscious world, and silently scanned that direction with his mind. He seemed to feel something, but he didn't speak.

After a moment, he turned around.

He has been sacrificed by the lizard clan and blessed by the Sea of ​​Light, which makes him inherently sensitive to danger to a certain extent.

Fang Plover silently stared in that direction, with a trace of understanding in his heart.

That thing wasn't dead.

But suddenly, he shook his head, as if he was talking to someone, and said:

"No."

After a while, he said to himself in a stern tone:
"It's none of your business."

In the high sky, there is nothing but the sound of the strong wind in the ears.

But when Fang Ping asked and answered, it seemed as if someone was really talking to him in the empty spiritual world.

After saying a few words to himself, he stopped and looked in one direction.There, amid the whistling wind, Fang Plover seemed to hear a strange echo, faintly heard.

The sound gradually grew louder, and finally turned into a sharp scratching sound, coming from under the sloping hull—

The next moment, he saw a dense black fog rising from under the crack of the deck, and finally formed a sharp claw, and firmly grasped the edge under the crack with a 'bang'.

That was the weird 'Shadowman' from earlier.

Fang Plop silently looked at the translucent arm, the shadows flowing on it, and the purple flame shadows danced between the smoke and dust, and the flames inside flickered in the darkness.In the flickering light, it seems that the muscles and bones of this arm are composed.

And the five fingers of the arm, slender and sharp, actually revealed a faint blue light, crystal clear and translucent, like a thousand years of ice.

In fact, this is the first time Fang Plover has seen the entities of these 'monsters'. Before that, he even thought that these shadow figures were pure energy existences, they came from a strange and unknown realm.

In an instant, the shadow swept in from below, forming a tall figure.

At this time, the other party also discovered his existence.

The shadow raised its head, and in the eyes of the two groups of flashing purple flames, it seemed that there was no sense of frustration from the previous one. look come.

In that inexplicable expression, there is even some kind of fanaticism.

And Fang Plop didn't have time to explore the other party's meaningful gaze, he just raised his hand, and at this moment a flickering silver light has emerged behind him——

It was a tall construct, wearing a heavy armor, holding a silver spear, and the pattern on the spear was surrounded by patterns, which were printed with the brilliance of the sun.

At this moment, these constructs are under Fang Ping's instructions, laying down the tip of the spear one by one, and pointing at the shadowy monster below.

Those are his 'rangers'.

Fang Ping pressed his eyes and looked at each other coldly.

"Fire--"

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(End of this chapter)