The light poured down and connected with the circle that emerged from the ground … When the light disappeared, in front of a cliff, the First Tower Master of the Secret Arts Tower, Chellona's Shinryū, and the little butterfly monster from the pet hospital landed at the same time.
The cliff in front of them was steep, obviously it wasn't a garden with golden apple trees.
"Okay, this is the territory of the Torido Clan, one of the 13 clans," the First Tower Master said slowly. The First Tower Master slowly said, "According to the feedback, this should be the last place where Fafnir was active."
"Feedback?" The little butterfly monster looked around curiously.
Chellona's Shinryū said casually, "This [Inhuman Domain] you're in was built by this guy … It's like the framework needed to build a building. He controlled most of the information network of the [Inhuman Domain], and at the same time, he could use the power generated by the operation of these reference arrays to make long-distance jumps … Before coming here, didn't he stop for a few moments? That's because he used the connection between different arrays … What, you don't understand? What top student! Let's put it this way, do you know about Aeroglide Chess? This guy has a dice that can be used to throw, and it's a dice that can control the number of points at will. He can fly as many points as he wants! Don't tell me that the dice have a maximum of six points, I'm just giving an example! "
"Oh … That's amazing!" In short, the little butterfly monster clenched her small fist and looked at the First Tower Master with admiration, "Aeroglide Chess and dice … That's a good image! By the way, Sister Long, does the boss also have this kind of dice? "
"Why did you mention that guy!" Chellona's Shinryū's mood became even worse, "That guy is very bad, don't believe him in the future!"
The little butterfly monster was startled and couldn't help but scratch her head. She sighed with grievance and said, "Sister Long, it seems that you must hate the boss."
"Why do you say that?" Long Xiruo frowned. In fact, she did not know why she discussed too much about the profiteer in front of Hui Yao. She wondered what kind of expression the First Tower Master would have when he knew that the place that was destroyed by the war a hundred years ago had been revived.
The little butterfly blinked and said, "Because there was one time when you finished your afternoon nap, you finished the forty-eighth [Damn Profiteer]!"
How could something like this happen … Chellona's Shinryū couldn't control the situation, but his expression didn't change as he snorted, "Now do you know how much I hate this profiteer?"
"But … Sister Long, you called the boss's name 96 times!"
Poof!
Shinryū's sure-kill technique, Solar Storm Spin.
Chellona's Shinryū started twisting the little butterfly's head with his fingers.
"No wonder I keep feeling that the hospital's hygiene is not clean recently! So you're slacking off! What the hell are you doing?! You have time to count the number of times I sleep talk, but don't you have time to clean up?! "
"Ouch …"
While they were fooling around like this … they suddenly met the gaze of the 1st Pagoda Master, only to see him smiling and patiently looking at them. There was even a faint trace of envy in his eyes.
Chellona's Shinryū let go of Luo Dance embarrassedly, "Don't mind him, we're just talking about a profiteer who eats people without spitting out their bones! You won't know him even if I tell you! "
Hui Yao did not ask further. He just nodded his head. However, at this moment, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky. He saw a small black shadow flying across the sky. It seemed like a flying blanket.
There seemed to be a figure sitting on the blanket, but the person on the blanket didn't notice the First Tower Master on the ground … He directly went deep into the territory of Torido Clan.
"That person is … Secret Steel?" The First Tower Master frowned slightly, whispering, "Why is he …"
"An acquaintance?" Long Xiruo cast an inquiring look.
The First Tower Master nodded and said, "He's one of the Tower Masters of our Secret Arts Tower, and also the youngest Tower Master … Due to his achievements in the war back then, as well as his ability, he was officially promoted to Tower Master of the Secret Arts Tower twenty years ago under the joint proposal of several Tower Masters. Originally, I planned to let Secret Steel deal with the victims, but I was told that he suddenly went out more than an hour ago … I didn't expect that he would come here. It seems a bit strange … "
Long Xiruo waved her hand and said, "I'm not interested in gossiping about the actions of your Secret Arts Tower's members. Hurry up and find Fafna and beat him up. Once that's done, I'll go home!"
If beating him up could solve the problem, he would have beaten him up personally decades ago … The First Tower Master shook his head slightly, and then said, "Let's move on. About 10 kilometers away, I feel a strong and chaotic magic residue … I hope Fafner didn't do any damage to Torido Clan. Although the 13 clans are divided internally, they can always unite against external forces … It's very troublesome."
With that, the First Tower Master raised the huge magic wand in his hand and drew a circle on the ground … A round clay tablet directly split open from the ground, and then floated up.
At this time, the First Tower Master directly walked on this clay tablet, and motioned Long Xiruo and Luo Dance to walk on it. He stood at the front, and began to drive this clay tablet to move rapidly in the air.
At this time, Chellona's Shinryū glanced at it, and then put one hand on Butterfly Monster's shoulder, and they squatted down.
At this time, Long Xiruo quietly covered Butterfly Monster's ears and asked, "I … Did I say anything else … when we were sleeping?"
Butterfly Monster tilted her head, and then nibbled her fingers, saying, "Well … It seems that there are some strange words."
"What did I say?" Chellona's Shinryū suddenly raised his voice … and seemed to be faintly sweating.
"Well … 'Don't hit me'? 'Even my father didn't hit me like this'? It's always strange words … and then … 'Bad guy' … Oh yes! 'Bad guy' has been called 172 times! Sister Long, is' Bad guy 'also a boss? "
"Dance."
At this time, Chellona's Shinryū showed a kind of unprecedented gentleness, and then gently stretched out her hands, gently holding Luo Dance's face … Gradually, she squeezed Butterfly Monster's face and pouted her mouth.
“？？”
Little Butterfly Monster blinked her eyes, not knowing what her Elder Sister Long was planning to do … But she suddenly felt a little dizzy, as if her eyes were constantly spinning, at the same time she seemed to hear Elder Sister Long's voice …
"Forget everything you saw … forget everything you saw … forget … forget … forget …"
Finally, the little butterfly monster foamed at the mouth and fainted in the arms of the True Dragon of the Godly Land … Yes, her eyeballs were still rolling.
The First Tower Master turned back at this time.
The sensitive Shinryū directly glared at him, and sneered, "Little devil, concentrate on driving!"
Little devil … the First Tower Master at this time said softly, "I'm suddenly very interested … Teacher's different changes from the past, is it related to the person you mentioned?"
Long Xiruo immediately narrowed her eyes, and smiled, "Little devil … Is it because you haven't felt despair for a long time, and your body is itchy?"
The First Tower Master said softly, "Teacher, don't you realize it yourself?"
"Realize what?" Chellona's Shinryū frowned.
He said softly, "You smile more than before."
At this moment, the True Dragon of the Divine Land suddenly opened his eyes wide. At the same time, he stretched out his finger and pointed to the front. Hui Yao was stunned. He turned around and saw a huge building that was built in the middle of the cliffs. It was so badly damaged that it was unbearable to look at.
"It seems …" The First Tower Master moaned powerlessly, "Our Golden Dragon seems to have too much energy …"
…
A high-speed magic carpet came to an abrupt stop at the ruins of the castle, and then slowly floated down.
At this time, from the magic carpet, a burly man walked down directly … The moment he landed, the sound of metal armor walking could be heard.
The man's skin that was exposed outside of his clothes had a kind of golden luster … Even his brow bone was a fusion of metal and bone, protruding high.
But he did not look scary, only strange — at this time, the man's eyes looked forward, and soon found his target.
Sitting on a broken wall, with a bottle of wine beside him, and holding a quill and a letter in his hand, was a werewolf who was thinking hard … Culoya.
"Oh … I was wondering who it was. I thought it might be another survivor of the 13 clans, but I didn't expect it to be you." Culoya heard the movement, and naturally, he did not pretend that he did not hear it, and quickly responded, "Mithril, long time no see."
"Culoya." The man … the Mithril Tower Master frowned at this time, and looked around, "There's still a very strong magic residue here … Why, did you and Balegan start a fight here?"
"I would like to." Culoya shrugged. "But I don't have the hobby of fighting in front of other people's houses and wreaking havoc on their people … This is the work of Old Fafnir's descendant. As for the reason … Why, wasn't that little dragon brought under the management of the Magician Association? Don't you know? "
"I came all the way here after receiving Balegan's messenger …" The Mithril Tower Master shook his head. "Along the way, I saw many destroyed places, and I thought it was … them."
Since it concerned 'them', the Mithril Tower Master naturally could not spare more thought for the Golden Dragon that had wreaked havoc here.
However, [they] … Perhaps it was a taboo for the survivors of the great war, something that they wouldn't easily mention … Even the cheerful and magnanimous Culoya, a legendary hero past his prime, was silent at the moment.
"It should be true," Culoya said without rhyme or reason.
The Mithril Tower Master, however, understood, and his expression grew somber … It was after a while that he said, "Balegan?"
"Let's wait for him."
Culoya waved his hand and said, "This place has been destroyed to this extent. As the acting Grand Duke, he has to be busy for some time … Besides, if it's' them ', even if we have a few more years, what can we do? Come and have a drink with me? This year's malt harvest is good, and I personally brewed some malt wine. "
Mithril sat down but did not speak. He suddenly said, "According to the information from the modern world … Ferrell escaped from the island prison in Britain the night before yesterday … Something happened in Britain. Just last night, there was internal strife among the knights, and in the end, even the 'Holy Grail' that they held was destroyed."
"What?" Culoya opened his mouth in shock, then lowered his head and frowned. Then, he gulped down a mouthful of malt wine as if he was digesting the information.
After a while, he let out a sigh and said, "I have a feeling that the rest of us will gather together very soon. When that time comes … Oh right, are you really not going to take a bite?"
Mithril frowned, but this time, he reached out his hand and took the wine pot from Culoya's hand.
The two legendary heroes were thinking about something in silence … At the edge of the castle ruins, from the huge 'crack' below, there was a rapid airflow rushing out.
Perhaps it was the vibration of air pressure or something else … It sounded like the roar of a wild beast.
"It's really hard for those guys from the 13 families. There are some unknown things under the nest of each family … Won't they be unable to sleep if they roar like this every day?" Culoya shook his head. "What a bunch of thick-skinned guys!"
The Mithril Tower Master felt that when it came to thick-skinned nerves, the legendary werewolf hero beside him was probably the strongest among the [Inhuman].
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At the bottom of the crack, the sound of wind whistling or the roar of wild beasts sounded. It was unknown whether it was the sound of wind whistling or the roar of wild beasts.
The diary on the animal skin handbook had been read, and the people in the Skeleton Residence had stopped talking at some point … Miss Witch was currently wrapped in her own clothes, leaning against a bone that looked like a rib, and began to sleep lightly.
The young girl, Mina, also leaned on Norman's shoulder and seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.
Golden Dragon Fafnir was looking around quietly — Although he still looked dignified, he had thought of dozens of ways to strike up a conversation with the beauty … but he rejected them one by one.
It was either too impulsive or too old-fashioned — the ugly woman beside the beauty was too much of a hindrance. The Golden Dragon's eyes narrowed slightly.
At this moment, Boss Luo and Miss Maid were playing a small game — their hands and fingers were wrapped around a rope made of plant fibers that they picked up from the ground, and they began to play a flower rope game.
Dong dong, dong dong.
A sound suddenly sounded in the whistling wind, and it came from the entrance of the red dragon's skeleton house that was blocked by Norman … It sounded like someone was knocking on the door.
Dong dong, dong dong.
It was rhythmic.
Dong dong … dong …
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