Pillars of Ita

Chapter 881 Dragon's Words

Gula Port, Suburbs—

Grey knights belonging to the Crowpaw Temple are following their prey along the blood trail.

The red blood is like the berries that grow on the Pyracantha, a winter characteristic of this region, the color of amber, so striking in the snow.The taciturn knights quickly locked their target, and marched toward a village near the port in three separate ways.

Before entering the village, the hunters discovered the location of the prey at the entrance of the village.The injured Nightingale girl was leaning against a broken wall, looking at them helplessly, with a wry smile on her face.

She sighed: "Everyone's chasing really hard, I think... I shouldn't be so important, right?"

But the Grey Knights didn't answer, they just looked at each other.

The girl held the long dagger in her hand and stood up staggeringly. The wound on her thigh burst open again, blood seeped into the cloth, and fell drop by drop on the snow.She had a Paparal companion before, but it seems that she has long since disappeared.

However, the hunters did not rush in, but spread out from left to right and surrounded each other.The villages here have long been destroyed by the war, and the prosperity of the past is now nothing but ruins and rubble.

It was also at this moment that there was a scream in the wind, and a crossbow arrow shot from an unknown direction.

But the hunters seemed to have expected it long ago, and when they drew their swords to block, the light trail of the magic guide burst out on the blade, and when they collided with the crossbow bolt, a 'ding' sparks flew, deflecting it to one side and falling into the snow.

"Damn!"

An annoyed complaint came from nearby.

A dwarf emerged from a bush and shook the snow off his body.He looked at the dull magic crossbow in his hand, shook his head and threw one of them at will, then pulled out a dazzling short sword from behind and aimed the tip of the sword at these people.

It was the long-lost Paparal.

Seeing this scene, Alyssa couldn't help laughing: "I said earlier that they are not fools. They have been fooled once or twice, and they will be fooled again."

"You care so much," Parker raised his short eyebrows, and said angrily: "I told you to run far away, but you didn't listen. It's alright, neither of us should run away, I can be regarded as I was dragged down by you."

Miss Nightingale was delighted: "Thank you then, Parker."

"Humph!" Parker didn't appreciate it, and turned his attention to the hunters, "If you have time to joke around, why don't you come and help me deal with these people, listen carefully, the Paparal people don't plan to sit here and wait to die. "

Miss Nightingale also looked at the gray knight who was surrounding her, but she was not as optimistic as he was in her mind.

These hounds who have been chasing all the way are the backbone of the Crow's Claw Temple, and their level attributes are not inferior to her and Parker. Although they have been ambushed by the two people several times before, they have not damaged anyone, which is evident.

She was injured at the moment, and Parker was actually not good at melee combat, not to mention that the magic furnaces of the two of them were almost exhausted at this moment, and the situation could not be worse.

The hunters looked cautious and did not intend to give them any chance at all.She only glanced at the arrangement of the other party's scattered left and right, which blocked their escape route, and her heart couldn't help sinking.

Thinking of this, Alyssa held back her smile.

"Parker."

She showed a rare serious look and lowered her voice: "Be careful, don't fall into the hands of these people."

Surprisingly, the Paparals did not respond.

The latter seemed to be possessed, just stood there blankly, holding the sword in both hands, not moving.

Alyssa couldn't help but startled again: "Parker?"

Oops, Miss Nightingale immediately secretly cried out in her heart.

She didn't think that the Paparals would be unreliable at such a time - distracted in front of the enemy!She immediately looked at the group of Grey Knights subconsciously, but then she saw a scene that shocked her even more——

The attention of all the Grey Knights was also not on the two of them!

The other party turned around in unison and looked at the sky, where the port of Gula was located—the direction they came from.

Now that port is long gone, and in the center of the sky covered with purple clouds hangs a black hole, like a secluded pupil, quietly watching the world.

It was a passage to another world—

It's just that the shadowman fleets that are staying on both sides of the passage are long gone. Most of them have gone to El Pashin, leaving only a few sparse black spots, still guarding the passage, guarding them leading to this world. door.

what's there?
The bad state seemed to interfere with Miss Nightingale's judgment. After at least a moment, she noticed the complex expressions of fear, hesitation and confusion on the faces of the taciturn hunters around her. The Grey Knights seemed to be aware of it. What happened, started to slowly back away.

They drew their swords one after another, as if facing a great enemy, facing that direction.

The Paparal even fell to the ground.

But not out of fear.

But because the ground shook—

earthquake?

Alyssa was slightly taken aback.

Earthquakes rarely occur in the air, except for the occasional earthquake caused by elemental resonance, as was the case on Fenris Island - but there was a deeper reason that time, when the huge valley created by the ground rift almost floated the whole place. The island is divided into two.

But this is the north, how can there be an earthquake?

Since the verdant disaster, the two continents have sunk, and the boundary of the northern border has not changed since then. The geology and elements have stabilized. The history of the last earthquake can almost be traced back to the previous era.

Then it's not an earthquake, it can only be other reasons...

But Alyssa didn't have time to think more, because then the ground didn't just shake, but the whole thing roared, and the snow on the ground split piece by piece, forming snow dust, and filling the ground into a half-foot high mist.

Miss Nightingale hurriedly supported the wall, but the next moment the wall also fell backwards, torn apart, and a low voice came from the depths of the earth, like the trombone of a giant dragon.

——No, it is better to say that it is the low-pitched cry of the dragon.

Behind the dense purple clouds in the distance, among the intertwined lightning, a dark red light suddenly flashed. At first, the light was only like a line in the sky, but it expanded rapidly in the blink of an eye, and a line of dazzling golden red was revealed. .

Just like the light before dawn, in an instant, it lights up the entire sky.

The fire that rose from below the horizon, with golden red flames all over the sky, turned and swept everything.The sparse black spots above the sky - the floating fleet where the shadow man stayed to guard the transmission channel, was becoming restless at this moment.

The filmmakers seem to have noticed something.

The floating ship began to run away...

But the next moment.

A pair of giant wings covering the sky, a pair of giant wings burning with golden flames, sweeping the rising clouds like fire, as if the epic of the creation of giants described in mythology-the giant dragon born at the beginning , descending the flames from the clouds, with fire and light, creation and destruction, it opened its first golden eye and witnessed the birth of this world——

The entire Gula Port is in chaos.

The followers of the Crowpaw Temple still in the harbor, the Grey Knights, are all fleeing.

Those huge, suffocating wings enveloped the sky, enveloped the world, leaped from below the horizon, followed by a crimson, sweeping flame, which ignited the entire cloud, wherever the sea of ​​fire passed, Everything turned to ashes.

"why……?"

People stopped in despair and looked up at this scene of the end of the world.

They are the emissaries of the crow, the prophets of the end.

They bring mourning tunes, prophesying that the world will turn to dust.

But the Overmind never promised the end of their deaths—

But at this moment, these people who personally announced the death of others, these mad believers in Crow's Claw Temple, have witnessed the arrival of the moment of dying...

What a devastation that is.

It was a giant dragon whose form did not exist in the world. Its open wings directly darkened the sky, obscuring the entire port, and its rugged body was shrouded in the dense black mist, leaving only a beating heart—— A dark red light flashed in the deep darkness.

With the shackles that bound his body, those constructs covered with countless mysterious runes, like pale bones, supported the body of this giant dragon.It is like a suspended mountain range above the sky, and it exhales a scorching flame wind that is enough to burn everything.

Where the Shadow of Dragon Wing has passed.

The port turned into a sea of ​​fire.

Neighborhoods turned to fly ash.

The mad believers ran wild in the flames, screaming in despair, and finally turned into a burning coke...

"Why is this...?"

"Master Lord, have you abandoned us?"

"Alright... what about redemption...?"

The dragon watched all this icyly.

It's like looking at a ridiculous farce.

In its icy golden pupils, only the death on the earth is reflected.

The giant dragon flew over the north, and without stopping, the whirlwind of flames under its wings was enough to turn Gula Harbor into ashes. Wherever it passed, the ice and snow melted and turned into distorted water vapor, and finally evaporated invisible, revealing its lower turtle. Cracked, charred earth.

It was just a swipe of the wingtips, and the shadowman's floating ship in the sky caught fire and burned, and only the very lucky few avoided it far away, watching this scene with some horror.

And the outskirts of Gula Port.

Miss Nightingale was watching this scene from a distance.

She looked at the fiery scarlet cloud layer, came to the top of their heads, then closed, and finally turned into a bunch of golden flames, fell straight down, and refracted in this direction.

The Grey Knights were already in chaos. They wanted to turn around and flee, but the scorching flames had already swept in—Alyssa saw the crimson heat flow, which burned away the skins of the Grey Knights like peeling off the shell of an egg. , revealing the charred muscles underneath.

Afterwards, the charred body also dissipated like smoke and dust, like dust blown away by the wind, leaving only the skeleton scattered in the snow, and then the skeleton scattered on the ground, falling on the scattered snow dust. middle.

The hot wind was blowing, and Alyssa closed her eyes slightly, waiting for the moment of death to come.

But the high temperature dissipated little by little. It blew across the snow without even raising many ice particles. When it blew on the faces of her and the Paparals, only a warm wind was left.

Miss Nightingale was slightly startled.

She raised her head, the behemoth had already crashed to the ground and landed in front of the two of them.

The giant dragon flapped its wings twice, fell steadily, lowered its head, and stared at all the creatures in this world with contemptuous eyes. The icy golden vertical pupils were filled with flaming rage, as if to signal it. The rebirth of it indicates that it has come to this world and avenged all the past.

But his eyes gradually softened.

"I think I've seen the two of you."

A roaring, low voice sounded directly in the minds of Alyssa and Parker.

The Paparals screamed in horror.

But Alyssa seemed to distinguish the other party. In the dusty story, she heard her captain tell the legend of the other party.

"you are……?"

Miss Nightingale looked at the other party and said hesitantly.

"You didn't call me here."

"Now that I'm here, the world doesn't seem ready for me."

Alessa sneered.

Countless memories emerged in her mind.

There were bright years and dark days, and it remembered those countless days ago, as if the young kingdom of Corin-Ithurion had not yet been born.

The time buried in the ground, the Pillars of Stars, the Hall of Kings, the Tanluo Saint Guard, the long underground time of Rotao, finally turned into a trance memory, behind the memory, overlapping and overlapping formed many pictures.

In those images, someone called her Margaret.

Dragon Queen, Margaret.

The supreme dragon knight.

Arrogant Dragon.

But are those real?

But it seems that even the name Alessa does not belong to him.

She only remembered the heavy shackles that were locked on her body.

Of course, she still remembered the gray-haired, taciturn human.

"Who am I, knight?"

she asked in a proud tone.

"You are my dragon knight."

he answered.

The greatest dragon knight since the time of the kings.

The dragon knight of the arrogant.

……

"who I am?"

The tall figure made of dancing flames and shadows lowered his head and glanced at the boy who was muttering to himself while he was holding it by his hand.

A purple shadow danced in the pale flames, and it was reflected on Fang Plop's face. It was pale, and a trace of flame was pulsing from the former's fingers between the flame and the shadow, seeping into his skin - Fang The plover gritted his teeth and seemed to be in great pain, his eyeballs vibrating violently under his eyelids.

But suddenly, he seemed to wake up from a long nightmare, and suddenly opened his eyes——

The eyelids are only down, revealing what kind of eyes...

It first showed a flame-like golden color, but it gradually faded into the color of burnt glass-like amber; then a little blue light emerged from the amber, and the green brilliance that rolled over then directly overshadowed it. Everything, showing a pair of sky blue pupils.

In the end, all the light dissipated, turning into ordinary, dark eyes.

These eyes directly met the tall figure with flames and shadows dancing in front of him.

Fang Plover seemed to wake up from a dream. After countless hours in the dream, he just quietly looked at the scene outside, and seemed to have forgotten his dangerous situation for a while.

"……what is that?"

The tall figure dancing with flames and shadows did not answer, but glanced outside the cabin indifferently.

The flames engulfed the cabin and were plummeting toward the ground from an altitude of several thousand meters. The Shadowman's flagship had been torn apart in the previous explosion, and now it was turning into a beam of flames falling to the surface.

The hunting wind surrounded the two, and the tall figure dancing with flames and shadows stared at the city of El Pashin, which was getting closer and closer. There was no surprise in his eyes, as if he was ignorant of everything in front of him. .

It looked towards the sky, towards the existence Fang Plover was watching.

Between the golden-red clouds, there was an incomparably huge vortex, and in its dark center, a dark red star was slowly descending.

Above the dark red stars, there is a suffocating, unparalleled sense of oppression, as if the next moment, it will come to this world, hanging in the center of the sky of Ataria, that flickering The crimson light shone in an incomparably enchanting way.

"our world."

The tall figure dancing with flames and shadows replied in a metallic tone.

"Or……"

"dominate."

dominate?

Fang Plover seemed to have heard this statement there.

In the moment of his long dream, he found the corresponding memory, his pupils trembled violently, and he could not help but blurt out:

"Is that green?"

But hasn't Cangcui already sunk under the deep sea?
Vanish without a trace along with dragons, giants, and enemies of a previous generation of civilization.

How can it be green?

Shouldn't it be in the sky, shining with azure brilliance?
Doubts flashed across Fang Ping's mind.

And the tall figure dancing with flames and shadows has looked away from the gray city of El Pashin.

It looked at Fang Plover again.

"You are very lucky," said the tall figure, dancing with flames and shadows, "I promised to show you the sight of despair. You are only one step away from eternal victory, but that step is forever far away. An impossible step."

The tall figure lifted Fang Plover and took it out of the cabin, "Did you see, this is what I promised you and our servants,"

The strong wind blew Fang Plover almost unable to open his eyes, but he narrowed his eyes and still saw the situation on the ground - the silence, as if the city of El Pashin was stagnant in another time and space.

Above the head, in the golden red clouds, the fleets of the two sides were also shrouded in a stopped time, and the silver Veslan's fleet was inserted between the formations of the Shadowman fleet like a sharp blade.Unfortunately, time stopped at this moment.

The only thing left in the whole world is the spreading gray.

"I said," the voice of the figure was even more weird than before, it seemed to be mixed with a slight chill, which made people shudder, "our strength is far beyond the imagination of mortals, I show you all this, this is this The end of the world."

It lowered its head and looked at Fang Plover again: "But for you, and for your friends, you still have a chance. You don't understand your own value, and this is your luck, I would like to give you one more chance."

The purple flames in the shadow's eyes suddenly brightened, "Submit to me, little guy, and swear allegiance, I will give you unimaginable benefits."

Fang Plover looked at each other quietly.

The situation seemed so disturbing, but inside he was quiet.

Memories in the dream are flowing one by one.

Then he opened his mouth and said:

"Don't think about it."

"madness!"

The flames in Ren Ying's eyes suddenly soared: "This is your choice!"

Fang Ping was shocked, and only felt the two groups of purple flames in the opponent's eyes, as if they were going to break through his own mental defense line and directly invade his own world of thinking.

His eyes were dark, and he was immersed in his spiritual world for a moment, only to see a boundless darkness, a flame of light was quietly suspended, and in the flame, a bright, pure light was shining. Yes, azure light.

Brightness of Cang.

Fang Yuan heard a very surprised cry:

"I got it!"

But the next moment, he heard the majestic voice that was all too familiar in the dream:
"Don't resist."

"As per the previous plan."

"Let it in—"

……

　There was a big bug yesterday, I haven't written it for a long time, and I wrote Bai Xue as Sophie.

　　But Sophie has already gone to the second world, so it's impossible for her to appear. It has been changed. The place where Sophie appeared yesterday can directly replace Bai Xue.

　　In addition, in a few days, I may push a fan of Amber written by a book friend.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)