The Throne Under the Starry Sky Chapter 22: Purple Fire on Moonlit Night (Part 2)

The Rose Knight approached the Izi, and the half-man used the beast's mouth to spit out fishy mucus, forcing Elliott to quickly turn to avoid.

One of the only two powerless partners left by the Yiziren set up a large shield, Elliott’s sabre cut a spark on it, and the other tacitly pierced a spear from the bottom of the shield to attack alone. The heel of the horned beast.

A silver light flashed, and the arrow shot by Sibi accurately hit the tip of the spear, then bounced, pierced the thigh of the spear bearer, and flew into the darkness with a blood line.

The spearbearer wailed. The Izi screamed sternly, erecting the scales all over his body, and the edge of each scale was shining with an unknown green light.

Sibir stretched his bow and tried to aim at the face of the Iz people whose tail was constantly swaying, but quickly gave up.

"This guy is full of toxins, it's really troublesome." The woman in green shot an arrow at the shield warrior, and the visible streamer nailed it to the big shield "boom", failing to penetrate it.

Under the cover of the shield warrior, the half man moved forward slowly, leaving long traces of green slime on the ground, and the slate floor was corroded and emitting unpleasant white smoke.

The rose knight came back in a circle and harvested the head of the spear bearer, but obviously there was nothing to do with the Iz.

"Okay. Everyone disperse." Toba, who had been standing in front of the house without action since just now, clapped his palms to keep Long Ji and Elliott away from the enemy.

The cherry crossing illuminated by Gu Tie suddenly dimmed, and the star array light turned into a candlelight that flickered in the storm. In the dark void above Yiziren's head, a huge deep purple flower quietly bloomed.

Flowering petals bloom continuously. At this moment, it seems that all the light and heat have been sucked away by the magical fireworks.

Time is out of order.

The Izi people who wanted to take a step to escape stared in horror, watching the gorgeous purple fire slowly descending with the hellish heat that shouldn't be in the world.

"Moon Halo Mandala!" Sibi cried out in horror.

Gu Tie’s sight was almost burned. He closed his eyes and opened them again. The square has returned to its brightness. Only a large red hot pit remains on the ground. The molten rock quickly cooled, forming one after another. Pieces of colored glass beads. Only half of the ugly reptile foot on the edge of the big pit can prove the existence of the powerless.

Gu Tie rubbed his eyes, and his retina was still branded with the beautiful and inconceivable mandala flowers just now.

Is this magic? It's really beautiful. He turned around and wanted to make fun of him, but he didn't expect Toba to yell under the house: "My lord, be careful!" Then his huge body rose from the ground.

Gu Tie watched in horror as Mr. Chamber’s huge soles of feet were magnified in front of him, and he could even count the number of patches and nails on the boot that was as big as a boat. Unexpectedly, the end of his entry into the "world" was to be trampled to death by a peasant Bazellar who had a mental illness like a bug, he thought sadly.

The next moment, the iron roof was stepped through like paper by Toba. With a bang, the corpses of Gu Tie, Toba, Sibi, Yekong, and powerless thieves fell into the house collectively. Smoke and dust rose, Gu Tie The staff flew out. He felt like he had hit a bed,-fortunately, soft-he thought. Then Sibi stepped on his face.

The dust settled, the light from the brazier illuminates the dilapidated room, Yekong stepped on the corpse, Xibi stepped on Gu Tie, and Toba stepped on something that squeezed the internal organs.

"Master Jonah, after the Yizi was seriously injured, the head can be separated from the body and find another host. Fortunately, you are fine, okay. Uh, sir?" The head of the room lowered his head and found Gu Tie at the feet of Xibi. He covered his mouth with an exaggerated expression.

Sibi jumped lightly, obviously satisfied with the foot feel.

Gu Tie lay there twitching for five minutes, then squeezed a sentence from between his teeth: "Sister, you are so heavy."

"Hate." The woman in green pounded the wall shyly.

The crumbling wooden wall finally collapsed with a crash. The wooden house of Mr. Cherry Du, the protector, became a pile of construction **** worthless in the billowing smoke and dust.

Toba stood there stiffly, sweating coldly.

The only thing that stood up was the door nailed with broken wooden boards. With a squeak, the door opened, and the old man walked in with his hands behind his back, sniffing around: "Oh? There are a lot of guests, just sit down? "

"Daddy, we will help you build the house as soon as possible." Toba took off his small round hat and rubbed it uneasily.

"Okay, let's sit down and discuss." The old man walked through the rubble, found a chair that was intact and sat down, and stared at the Lord Chamberlain with no eyeballs.

Toba’s sweat dripped ticking down. He glanced at Gu Tie helplessly, and found that the cunning astrologer apprentice had jumped and escaped with the help of Sibi with a dexterous pace that was not commensurate with the wounded. .

"Young man! You are an hour away from get off work!" the old man shouted.

"It will be patched up tomorrow! Where can I stand without a roof? This is considered force majeure. There is nothing wrong with it." Gu Tie didn't look back.

Leaving the room manager to accept the guidance of the old man, the members of the pitchfork team completed a beautiful defensive battle and returned to room a51 to sum up their experience.

Elliott removed the splint to check the injured leg for Gu Tie, nodded and said, "It's okay, the bone is cracked, and it will heal soon." Gu Tie grinned as he wrapped the bandage and tied the splint. Trying to reach out to stroke the unicorn's white mane, the riding beast snorted and snorted.

"My uncle knows how to ask for help. I didn't expect it." Sibi sat on the window sill, his calves dangling in the air.

"Moon Halo Mandala?" Gu Tie asked quickly, remembering the word.

"Jeffta, the fallen magician of the Sick Dog Squad. Before being expelled by the Wizards’ Guild, he was a level 4 magician, specializing in dark fire spells, and a very dangerous figure." The rose knight tied the splint tightly and patted Gu Tie. Thigh, said. "The moon halo mandala is his signature."

"Isn't the sick dog the one you just beaten up...Harold's team?" Gu Tie searched the memory bank.

"Yes. Room a77." Long Ji leaned against the wall next to Gu Tie's bed and looked at him with a smile. Feeling what his gaze was pointing at, Gu Tie couldn't help but lower his head, and found strands of tattered clothes, faintly revealing the white and tender skin of a 17-year-old.

He blushed, stretched out his hand to protect the key parts, and shouted at Sibi: "Sister, you killed it, I need clothes!"

"Good old man." Xi Bi smiled sweetly, jumped off the window sill, pulled out the box from under a bed, turned out a cloak with a hood, and threw it to Gu Tie.

Gu Tie thought with his toes and knew that this was Yekong's suitcase, otherwise, who would wear this weird rust-colored thing? He glanced at the silent red-haired man, Yekong squatted at the door and looked confused.

"He won't mind." Sibi also glanced at the southerner, "...should it?"

"Why does the sick dog agree to cooperate with us in attacking the powerless?" Gu Tie put on his cloak and asked. After the question was said, he thought of the answer himself.

"Cherry Du has more than one hundred mission teams, and there are more teams for the powerless. If you want to survive, the important thing is not to distinguish between friends and enemies, but the key to interests. We don’t know how the room manager negotiates with the sick dog, but There must be interests or related promises," Elliott said.

"In the small circle of Cherry Crossing, the game is zero-sum. Fengshui takes turns. No one is stupid. Besides, the one who is easily paraplegic by others must be the one among the deer that should be eliminated by the coyote. New blood is a good thing." Gu Tie said.

"You have become weird." Long Ji stared at him with bottomless black eyes.

"I felt a little irritated by seeing magic." Gu Tie realized that he had used too many realistic vocabulary, so he hurriedly shut his mouth and closed his eyes to pretend to sleep.

The splendid mandala opened up in his mind again, and he vaguely felt that he, no, should be this body, a long time ago, somewhere, saw this flower of death bloom. The memory was buried in the deep darkness. He couldn't dig it out. He only felt a little instinctive shudder in his body.

"How many magicians can summon Moon Halo Mandala?" He opened his eyes and asked.

Several partners looked at each other, "Except for Jeff Tower, I haven't heard of anyone else using it. This is his original magic." The Rose Knight replied.

"Harold is dead." The door was suddenly knocked open, and Toba squeezed in laboriously to bring the news.

"It hasn't been twenty hours yet." Long Ji turned to look at Yekong. Gu Tie's clear sound attracted Gu Tie's attention. It turned out that the silver thread of the oriental woman's hair was still adorned with a small copper bell. Bells are definitely not a good accessory for the thieves profession, Gu Tie thought.

"What's the cause of death? Yekong was very precise. Harold will be weak and die, but it can't be within two weeks." Elliot asked urgently. The atmosphere in the room is a bit tense.

"Suicide." The head of the room sat down in the middle of the room, took off his small round hat, and steamed up his bald head.

"Huh, scared me to death." Sibi patted his chest.

"Daddy's rules, right, 72 hours. He is terrifying?" Gu Tie asked ignorantly.

Everyone was silent.

After a long while, Toba said: "My lord, you see Pit No. 6?"

Gu Tie searched Jona's memory. Pit No. 6 was the place where he ate a lot of black gold gopher meat. "Yes." He nodded palely.

"Daddy dug it out by himself in an hour."

"..."

Gu Tie decided to change the subject. "What about daddy's house?"

"The Pitchfork Team is responsible for rebuilding the cabin on the original site. It can’t be better, it can’t be broken." The head of the room said dejectedly, "We will have to complete an official mission of level m or higher with Mr. Hachime within a week. The reward will be detained. Until the wooden house has passed the acceptance inspection."

"In fact, I think that if there is no clear stipulation in the 55 additional clauses, Dad is actually very tolerant of everything." Gu Tie commented.

"The customer is God." Toba suddenly came up with a very philosophical sentence.

"...Xiao Liping?" Gu Tie had this idea again.

"Huh?" The Bazelal farmer was puzzled.

"...Forget it."