Archfiend Chapter 644: : The real murderer (1)

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Xu Yangyi looked solemnly: "The younger generation knows."

"Good!"

In one word, all the statues are trembling, as if roaring out of infinite murderousness in their hearts, an aura of injustice.

Immediately afterwards, all the space around Xu Yangyi was isolated, and only he could hear the old man talking.

"Back then, a distant world came with the power of the whole world. Twelve Star Destroyer motherships circled the earth. One world deity, three holy sites, four great dynasties, thirty-six blessed places, seven Twelve caves in the sky. They came out of their nests and fought a fierce battle with our ancestors."

"The war between the two worlds, earth-shaking, thousands of miles of scorched earth, hundreds of millions of corpses, bleeding and drifting. In the end, no return to the world was defeated. One of the four dynasties was annihilated, vain, star-gazing, blazing and other half mothers The ship was smashed into the void. The rest of the forces lost most of the losses. However... this battle is not over! Even if they want to end, I will not allow it! The old man wants you to promise that if the real martial arts come again in the future, you, as the golden core , Never take a step back!"

"No one in life has died since ancient times, and will keep the history of the glory. If you retire...what is your face to see the ancestors who killed and retreated from the real martial world, and their subordinates in the 1200 Xiaoqian world!"

"Where do you have to go to see Xuanyuan Sword Master, Zhang Daoling, Lao Tzu, these ancient repairs!"

"If you retreat, even if the old man fights to death, he will definitely kill you!"

Xu Yangyi took a deep breath, his eyes hot, and solemnly said: "Junior, never step back!"

"Goodness."

With a sound, the old man was completely silent. Having swallowed Long Yuan's spirit, what he needed was decades of digestion, and now he won't show up unless it is a critical juncture.

Xu Yangyi was silent for a moment, then whispered softly: "Mistertine."

Another spiritual sense rang in my mind: "Hello, monk from the East. Anything?"

"Are you...willing to recognize me as Lord?" he asked tentatively.

"NO." Mistertine replied rather simply, but immediately said: "But before I find a more suitable owner, I am willing to follow you. And help you, I can feel that the lord is swallowing Some things. This thing is very important to him, you'd better not disturb him. He is very inconvenient now."

"If you help me find it, I promise that I will be by your side for a hundred years. I will do my best to assist you. This is my condition. Of course, as you brought me out of this blind place Thank you, I am willing to take the place of your Excellency Yuchang in the Tower of Babel for you."

"Yes." Xu Yangyi nodded, he was not greedy enough to make Mistertine surrender to him. But...

One hundred years?

He smiled slightly.

Time will change a lot of thoughts.

It's a pity, even though the two holy swords are in the body, they are not recognized by the spirit. However, at least two Qi Ling made promises to accompany him.

"Okay." He looked up to the front of the rune shining, his eyes hot, the biggest secret of the Tower of Babel...should be right ahead. Everything he wanted to know, everything he had waited for decades, was also there.

"You..."

Before he finished talking to Angel and Zhao Ziqi, Angel smiled and stroked the top of Zhao Ziqi's head: "Why, do you want to abandon your wife and son again?"

Zhao Ziqi nodded fiercely, suddenly feeling wrong and glaring at Angel.

"The front is dangerous. It is very likely...it is the true core of the Tower of Babel."

"I know." Angel smiled: "However, you don't seem to know what a pure blood vampire is."

"I promise, you will never regret taking me with you. I can help you when it's important."

What else does Xu Yangyi want to say, Angel pursed her lips, lowered her head, and a shy red color emerges from her beautiful face: "Some people say that women are emotional creatures."

"I am accustomed to starting from what I want, and will not consider objective conditions more. I...Although I am a monk, I am also a woman."

"I don't want to give up. Although objective conditions do not seem to allow it, but..."

She raised her head, like a proud swan, stubbornly cute: "There is no option to regret in my dictionary."

Xu Yangyi's lips moved, but at last he laughed and looked into her eyes deeply: "Have I ever told you that you are actually beautiful."

"The first time!" Angel snorted and glanced at him: "You just noticed it?"

"Since you don't regret it, then let's go." Xu Yangyi took her hand, shook it lightly, and rushed to Fulu Avenue first.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded.

"Wait a minute. Dear Sir X."

It's Andre.

"Your Excellency X." He bowed politely: "I know, I have not gained your trust. But, now, I am trying to make you trust."

"For example...do you really think this platform is that simple?"

"What do you mean?" Zhao Ziqi asked with his head tilted.

Andre smiled and said respectfully: "Ms. Angel, if you can, I would like to ask you to confirm which sword killed the Lord Antonio."

Angel nodded, recognized it carefully, and pointed at a statue: "He."

Xu Yangyi looked over, and when he took a closer look, his pupils suddenly shrank.

No sword!

That statue, only the scabbard!

"Where is the sword?" Zhao Ziqi was also taken aback, and glanced at the statue: "This is not Odin, or even the eight heroes who have just left the field. Where is his sword?"

Andre laughed: "Of course he was pulled away."

"Who?" Xu Yangyi stopped, who can pull the sword of the statue? Every holy sword is acknowledgment of the master, holy sword does not agree, no one can take the initiative to take away. Moreover, these statues are absolutely extraordinary.

"Please listen to me, please." Andre suddenly got up from his wheelchair. Even Xu Yangyi was stunned.

"You, can you go?" Zhao Ziqi said in amazement: "Then you..."

"I just feel that the wheelchair is very comfortable. And everyone knows that I am in a wheelchair because of a congenital disability. I have never told anyone that I can't cure it."

"Actually, in charge of the Northern European finances of the Tila Song family for so many years, what can't be cured?" He said calmly, as if to tell someone's story. Walking to the statue, he said blankly: "It's called Arondight, Arondight. The sword of Lancelow, the first knight of the King Arthur Round Table."

"In terms of rank, he is far less noble than Odin. In terms of swords, Alondette is definitely no better than the Misted in you. Then, I have a question."

His voice has a weird inducement, but Gu Jing has no wave of expression on his face, and he raised a finger: "Even Odin is only in the mid-duke's mid-duke-oh, in terms of strength, it should have a late-stage. But..."

"This will be able to kill the late Lord Antonio? And is the great elf king who has lived for more than a thousand years?"

Xu Yangyi didn't speak immediately.

Only he knows that Antonio is not a late stage.

It's a virtual baby!

A trace of Nascent Soul's power... The **** moon of a trace of Jindan might left him no room to fight back. Can Odin kill Antonio?

It's not difficult for the super genius in the mid-term to kill the late or even Dzogchen. Kill the imaginary infant with the power of the naive infant?

Odin can't do it, why is Lancelow!

"You mean..." He narrowed his eyes. The twelve statues suddenly made people feel creepy.

"Someone has been here." Andre said affirmatively: "Just before us, someone has been here. It is this person who really killed the Lord Antonio!"

"And he took Lancelow's sword from here, Alondette."

"Then, here comes the problem."

"Who has been here? And can still take the Holy Sword, and kill Lord Antonio?"

Everyone is silent.

It turned out to be...someone came before them?

No... it's even scarier to expand this idea.

Because, no one is here now.

In other words, that person not only killed Antonio, but also knew how to open the center of the Tower of Babel? This can explain why there is no one here!

Otherwise... there is no air ban all around, where can he go?

"Evidence?" Xu Yangyi asked, rubbing his chin. This matter is very relevant, near the center of the Tower of Babel, a third-party force appeared? This may cause unimaginable variables in the next final sprint.

"ofcourse." Andre squatted down and pushed the gold wire glasses: "You should have seen that there are countless sword marks on the ground. After the previous battle, everyone thought this was the battle of the past. The traces left. I used to think so."

"But..." He walked to Lancelow's sculpture: "Please look at this."

Xu Yangyi took a closer look, and Lancelow's right hand was the hand that was pressing on the scabbard, and there was a deep crack in the tiger's mouth.

As if... something extremely hard was pulled out from this position.

He took a closer look and found that this sculpture is located in the first seat on the right hand in the direction of "entering the door".

"Look here again." Andre squatted down respectfully, his hand accurately found one among the countless sword marks: "A thousand-meter platform, this sword mark is more than two hundred meters. Central. I thought this sword mark would end here, but it doesn’t."

He fumbled over it inch by inch: "Just after the two hundred meters of sword marks disappeared, there was still a white mark on the ground. It was very thin and could not be seen in many sword marks."

"This is the trace of the sword drag." Xu Yangyi said decisively: "So?"

Andre stood up calmly: "Can I borrow a sword?"

Xu Yangyi took out a sword and threw it over.

Andre put the sword in Lancelow's scabbard, raised his hands to indicate that he was not malicious, and then retreated to the path where they came. Licking his lips, then, he ran at full speed.

It can be seen that he has used all his spiritual power, the spiritual power of the Marquis period surrounds him, and even the wind is broken.

He ran in the right direction, and the moment he rushed up the steps, he suddenly drew a sword from Lancelow's sculpture~IndoMTL.com~ Dang! "Because the drawn action was too violent, Lanlos had the same scar on his right hand!

However, instead of stopping, he ran quickly.

Holding a sword in one hand, while running at high speed, the sword just pulled out couldn't be lifted in a hurry. Wherever he went, an almost identical sword mark was dragged out of the ground!

With a sound of "Carrara", the sword was lifted, and a thin, almost invisible white trace was drawn on the ground.

"Choke!" Finally, he rushed to the lion relief and stabbed it with a sword.

Silence.

Perfect replay.

"Someone is chasing and killing the Great Elf King." He held the sword in both hands and raised his head flat: "Although I don't know who it is. However, this should be the case at the scene."

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