The Emerald Tower

The huge metal golem was surrounded by a ball of flames.

The incandescent flame seedlings constantly huffed and vomited, and the huge metal puppet was struggling constantly in such a flame, trying to get rid of the entanglement of the flame.

However, the flames are like glue, sticking to the huge metal puppet, and it is impossible to get rid of it.

"Mel it to me!"

Not far away, Fink Flame looked at the huge metal puppet wrapped in flames, and shouted loudly.

And with this roar, the incandescent flame seedling suddenly jumped three feet high, and the scorching temperature caused the metal puppet's body to melt.

"Yes, yes, that's it!"

"Strength! With strength, you can have everything-the leaders of the city-state, the love of subordinates and subjects will all need strength!"

"I want strength, more strength!"

Fink's flames spurred the flames, and roared with a grim look.

However, the breath in him is getting weaker and weaker.

The white flame is changed by the flaming lion.

Every time it is urged, it takes Fink Flames to pay a lot of physical strength and energy.

And when physical strength and energy cannot be supplemented, it needs to be filled with ‘vitality’.

Simply put, it was like the former Frost City Lord.

Moreover, Fink's maddened flames didn't treat these as the same thing.

It seems that only melting the metal puppet is done.

Hum!

In the slight vibration, the bright moonlight scattered from the ceiling of the labyrinth and turned into white moonfire, covering the metal puppet.

While breathing, the huge metal puppet turned into a pool of molten iron.

The Fink Flames slumped to the floor contentedly.

However, after a while, the young king of the blazing city state discovered something wrong. He braced and got up, watching the place where the huge metal puppet turned into molten iron, and the whole person muttered: "Am I confused? "

"Thank you Mianxia!"

Then, Fink Flame said loudly.

He will not forget if the white moonfire did not appear before. What will he end up?

Will definitely run out of life and die.

For Dean who saved his life, Fink Flames is naturally grateful.

After resting for a while, and recovering 20% ​​of his physical strength, he walked towards the circular corridor.

...

Rand Wind needs to be cautious every step forward.

Even with the help of the sword of wind. The young man was also terrified, as if every step was as heavy as a thousand catties.

At this moment, the sketch of the labyrinth that was written down in the teenager's mind had long been replaced by waves of doubt.

"Is it here?"

"No, no, it's not here, you should go straight!"

"No, no. To the right is right!"

A trace of self-doubt, irresistibly rising from the bottom of the boy's heart.

Then, quickly became bigger.

"If you don't have the Sword of Wind, what would you count?"

"If someone didn't help you suddenly, you would have died!"

"Even if you get the Sword of Wind, don't you still look like this now?"

...

Familiar faces appeared in the teenager's mind. These people from the Storm Tribe ridiculed him and hit him with every word.

"No, no! I will try to change everything!"

"Change what? You have already escaped from the Storm Tribe with your tail clamped!"

"Coward! Coward!"

"Coward! Coward!"

...

The boy defended, but the mockery of those faces became sharper and sharper. The words are extremely fast, making it difficult for the young man to answer.

"no!"

The buzzing sound gathered in his ears, and the young man yelled abruptly. He drew out the sword of gale in his hand and was about to cut it towards these faces.

However, a moonlight palm was placed on his palm.

"Mianxia?"

The teenager was taken aback.

Then, all the faces in front of him disappeared, and he was the only one holding the sword of gale... on his neck.

If he hadn't stopped at the last moment, he would have died at the moment.

Moreover, kill yourself.

"Suicide is the act of a coward. I would never do it-thank you for everything you have done for me, crowned!"

The boy took a deep breath and roared loudly.

Then, the pace becomes lighter and faster. It's like the wind.

...

"father?"

Dro Thunder subconsciously called the figure in front of him.

"Dro?"

The other party turned his head in surprise and looked at the young man close at hand with an unbelievable expression. Then, with a sad sigh, he said, "Have you also been murdered?"

"No, no. Father, I'm still alive!"

Dro Thunder explained again and again.

"Great!"

The old king of Thunder City exhaled and showed a happy smile.

"Can you speak with me?"

"of course!"

Facing such a request from his father, Dro Thunder naturally would not refuse.

And the content of the conversation between the two has changed from the recent situation to the memory.

When talking about something funny, Dro Thunder couldn't help laughing.

The happiness from the bottom of my heart made Dro Thunder subconsciously want to stay here for a while.

And when this thought appeared, Dro Thunder thought of a voice again and again--

"Stay a little longer!"

"Just a moment!"

Facing such a voice, Dro Thunder felt the happiness in his heart, and instinctively chose to approve it.

However, another voice rang.

"Don't forget your vow!"

"Don't forget your subjects!"

That familiar voice made Dro Thunder suddenly awake, and he subconsciously said: "Mianxia!"

When the young man looked at the father in front of him again, he suddenly realized that where his father was, it was obviously just an embryo made of clay.

Moreover, the soil of this soil embryo is entangled him firmly.

Calculating according to everything in front of him, it doesn't need much, as long as a few minutes later, he will be completely entangled in the soil embryo.

And that is definitely not a good thing.

Wiping the cold sweat that appeared on his forehead, Dro Lei Ting tried hard. Break free of the soil embryo.

"Father... I will definitely make you proud of me!"

After the young man said in a low voice, he turned and strode towards the destination.

...

"Master Marshal, why don't you save me!"

"Master Marshal, my death is terrible!"

"It hurts so much. It hurts all over, Master Marshal!"

The undead in front of him roared in unison, and the chaotic sound made Gate Frost's whole body tremble, and he stared at the rotten and dry bones in front of him. Looking at the dirty Frost City-state military uniform, the whole person no longer restrained it and knelt on the ground with a ‘bang’.

"It's me useless!"

"If I take you out, I should take you home!"

"I am still alive, but you are dead!"

Gate Frost knelt and walked forward, facing the many undead, step by step.

The deepest guilt in my heart overwhelmed this strong, humiliating man like a tide.

Tears came out from the corner of his eyes.

"Unfair! Unfair!"

"You are alive, but we are dead!"

"Unfair! Unfair!"

"We want to devour your flesh and blood. We want to rest in peace!"

The undead roared loudly.

"A report pays a report-if you can rest in peace, come and devour my flesh and blood!"

Gate Frost tore off his armor, shirtlessly looking at the dead Frost City-state undead, he answered loudly.

boom!

Suddenly, those undead swarmed.

Gate Frost closed his eyes and waited quietly.

The moonlight spread out like water.

Shining on the bodies of the undead, one by one, disappeared without a trace, just like gasification.

"Since you are guilty, you should live better-because you are not living for you alone. You have to live for them! You... bear their destiny!"

Dean's voice rang in Gate Frost's ears.

"Mianxia?"

Hearing Dean's voice, Gate Frost woke up. He lowered his head and looked at his shirtless himself, recalling all the things in his mind.

then. Gate Frost stood up, put his right hand on his chest, and said solemnly to the place where the undead disappeared: "I will bear your destiny! Swear in the name of the king of Frost City!"

...

When Dean's will, through the body of the "Real Labyrinth", appeared beside Gray.

The gentle, handsome face removed the gentle smile on his face like a disguise.

But with a hint of shyness.

Dean sighed and was about to "wake up" Gray.

but. Just before Dean was ready to take action, Gray waved his hand and said to himself: "Can you immerse me for a while? I really miss her!"

Although he did not look back, Dean knew this was what Gray said to himself.

Dean was slightly surprised, but relieved immediately.

Gray's power is weird and the system is even more special. There is no soul in the opponent's body. Even if it is affected by the "Real Labyrinth", it is only a reading from the "Memory" and cannot confuse Gray's soul at all.

"Then I will wait for you ahead!"

Dean disappeared after speaking, leaving only Gray looking at the dilapidated oil painting in his hands shyly.

One minute later-

"Sorry, I'm going to kill you again!"

Gray said so, palms violently.

Sneer!

The oil painting was torn out of the frame and torn apart.

"Mobius!"

Lowering his head, Gray looked at the torn apart canvas, the faded, mottled, gloomy whole person like ice under a dark cloud, cold to the bone, sharp enough to pierce flesh and blood.

"I want you to die!"

A vague voice squeezed from Gray's throat.

...

When the troubles of the five fellow travellers were resolved, Dean looked at the last fellow traveler: Blank Bear.

For this fellow ~www.readwn.com~ Dean has nothing to do.

Just like him, the other party was not confused.

The simple heart of the other party keeps the other party without any weakness.

This is completely opposite to him. He is because of complexity. The complexity of the two lives has made the "Real Labyrinth" find a flaw, but he has no way to start.

And after Dean watched Blank's blizzard's way forward through the "Real Labyrinth", every time the battle axe fell, Dean's mouth twitched.

A strong sense of powerlessness rose in his heart.

Second more~

I ran to the toilet for a day yesterday. Decadent seems to want a body that is not broken!

Thank you for the prodigal son wandering across the world,; the reward of starting currency, the lazy man, the reward of absolute → 2 starting currency, the reward of eel slice starting currency~~Decadence bow again, thank you for your support~~~ (to be continued .)

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