Dust of History Chapter 10: You can’t die because I don’t allow you to die (middle)

The sound of dozens of sharp arrows piercing the wind came suddenly, and dozens of summoned giant poisonous insects flew towards Sandro at the same time. The elves will not eliminate their hostility just because Assad stopped them. The huge corpse monster and the magical atmosphere emanating from it have already explained the identity of the old man. The meaning is no less than that of a poisonous snake to a bird.

The arm of the huge corpse monster suddenly stretched out, forming a huge barrier in front of Sandro at a speed not inferior to that of the elves' bows and arrows. Before the poisonous insects even approached, they all fell down and died under the huge corpse aura.

"Little girl, stop your impulsive and simple-minded compatriots. I'm not here to cause trouble. Of course, if you want to force me to turn you all into corpses, I don't mind." Sandro looked Seeing Luya say something coldly, from the different reactions of the elves, he has already seen that this girl is the leader.

"Everyone, don't act rashly." Luya signaled to the elves around her. Of course, she knew very well that continuing to attack would only lead to her own death.

"Long time no see, why, are you here to see me?" Asa looked at Sandro and asked.

"En." Sandro had a slight smile on his face, which is rare. His expression now is neither exaggerated nor playful, just like the smile of a kind elder when he sees a child, but it is inevitable Somewhat bitter taste. "Knowing that you are still alive, I am very surprised... and also a little happy."

"Surprised? Did you always think I was dead?"

Sandro pondered for a moment and said, "This is not a place to talk. Let's go to another place."

"I can't leave here yet..." Asa looked back at Gru on the altar. Almost all the water from the sun well had been poured on Gru, and the blackness on that body was slowly fading away, but he still kept his eyes closed, as if he was still in a coma.

"Are you worried about those guys who are coming here?" Sandro glanced around. Although the dense forest blocked his sight, he couldn't stop the feeling of a master like him. "Just kill them."

Asa can also feel that there are several people coming here, they are the guys who have been hanging behind him since leaving Glory Castle. Although he had no intention of getting close to what he was doing, he was hanging far behind. Asa didn't bother to pay attention to them. He probably also guessed what Lancelot meant by sending them here, and it probably didn't help to ignore them.

"Forget it, they probably can't do anything, so they don't bother to pay attention. Come up and talk." Asa jumped onto the corpse monster. The body shape goes up. His necromancer magic is basically derived from Sandro's professor, and he can also manipulate this corpse.

At a height of a thousand meters above the ancient war tree, a huge corpse carried two people and stayed there. The high-altitude wind whistled in the ears of the two of them.

"I originally thought that even if the Dark Star could really be unearthed and picked up by someone, that person must be you. It's not just me who thinks so, Ronis and Widnina think so, who knows that in the end It's someone else. Mainly, we really didn't expect that Sir Archibald's prophecy would be wrong." Sandro smiled wryly and shook his head.

Asa shook his head and sighed: "The prophecy didn't refer to me, or it didn't refer to a specific person."

"Huh? What did you say?" Sandro stared at him, startled.

"You haven't seen Granny Al yet... no, is it Agrinel?"

"No. I... don't really want to see her." Sandro shook his head. "Why did you mention her inexplicably?"

"Then you must not know what is going on with Archibald's prophecy? There is also the reason for the Black Star and the Necromancer Guild..."

"What's going on? Don't you know?" Sandro's expression became more and more surprised.

"Not long ago, I went to Negan's underground, met the black dragon Moriel, and learned a lot from her. But I haven't had a chance to tell you about it..."

On the ancient tree of war. Lua and the other elves looked up at the sky. The huge corpse monster looks like it's just a bat. In the altar next to it, all the well water from the sun well has been poured on Gru's body. The lifeless black has completely faded from his body, but his eyes are still tightly closed, and only weak breathing proves that he is indeed still alive.

"What should I do?" asked the elf patrol next to him. She had already held the huge black war bow in her hand, but she didn't know whether she should shoot it or not, but she knew very well what the result would be if she shot it rashly.

"What else? Just wait." Luya sighed.

Suddenly, an elf ran up out of breath and shouted: "Elder Luya, there are a few people approaching here from outside the forest. The person in charge of scouting said that they seem to be members of the church."

"What?" Luya was shocked, and immediately turned around and waved to the other elves. "Proceed with the order and prepare for the battle. The necromancer above can ignore it, and deal with the church members outside first."

"No, you're wrong, don't worry about those people, now our enemy is the guy above." An old voice interrupted Luya's words, and on the other side, Elder Lloyd also appeared on the top of the tree.

"Elder Lloyd, what are you doing..." Luya was dumbfounded. Elder Lloyd didn't come up by himself. It was impossible for his body, which had begun to age like an ancient tree, to walk faster. He was carried up by himself.

It's not an elf, it's a person, a tall, strong and extraordinary person wearing a knight's armor. Moreover, there are many more people who followed the ancient tree of war.

In the sky, neither Sandro nor Asa noticed the change below.

Sandro's face was ugly. Asa has never seen him have such an ugly face, maybe this is also the ugliest face in his life. But it's just that his face is ugly, and he is already a little calmer than Asa expected.

"I thought you would lose your temper after hearing this."

"I really want to get angry. I have never been so angry in my life, not even when Inham plotted against me. But who can I send it to? To you? Aki Bard? Or the ancient elves? Or that damned pitch-black star?" Sandro's voice started to get very angry, even his breathing became a lot rougher, but in the end it gradually calmed down. After a moment of indifference, he spoke again, his voice full of tired hoarseness. "If I could still get angry before, but now that the dark star has been unearthed, everything has come to an end. Now I can finally think about it calmly. In fact, all the turmoil and waves before are just our own self-righteous imagination. It's just trouble."

"Hey, Qingming is lofty, I have heard these words all my life, and only now do I know what it means. I have been indulging in my own emotions of gain and loss all the time, how can I understand the feeling of standing outside the world."

"Now that this is the case, what are you going to do?" Sandro asked Asa.

" Asa asked back: "Is it because of this problem that you came to me? "

"You already know?" Sandro was slightly surprised.

"As early as I was imprisoned in the Glory Castle, I knew they wanted to use me to destroy the Black Star. After escaping from there, Lancelot even sent a few guys to hang behind me. This is so obvious I still can’t see the action, do you think I’m a fool? They couldn’t catch me in the Castle of Glory at that time, after I came out, I slowly planned, and I was alone, so it was naturally the best opportunity.”

"Yes. I came from the Magic Academy and got the news from your prime minister's lover. That's probably the case."

"Oh?" Asa raised his eyebrows slightly.

"The guys from Magnus are trying to persuade you to die. If you really don't listen to the advice, they can only use force to force you to become the savior." Sandro smiled dispiritedly. smiled. "I came here to inform you, it seems superfluous. But since you already know, you already have a solution? What are you going to do?"

"There is no way." Asa smiled wryly. "What else can I do now? I'm just doing something as useful as possible."

"Don't want to run away?"

"Escape?" Asa seemed to hear this word for the first time.

"Your little lover asked me to bring you a message. Tell you to run away. Get out of this continent and go to the Far East. In fact, this is what I mean. This king of the dead is just an incomplete body. He still You may still have time to go to Dejagu to pull up the real black star."

"Then... why don't you escape? There are so many people who haven't escaped..."

"Me? The fate of a necromancer is already doomed~IndoMTL.com~No matter where we go, the imprint of the black star in our body determines our final outcome. And like Magnus, Lan Guys like Sloat, who are capable of running away, don't want to run away. They have too many things they can't let go of, such as the justice, sense of responsibility, and power they hang in their mouths. These are worth fighting for, especially Use other people's lives to fight." Sandro's face was full of sarcasm. "But you are different. Hasn't it always been your ambition to be free and free? And even if there is a last hope, that hope has nothing to do with you, so you are the most qualified and the most reason to escape. .”

Asa was silent for a moment, thought for a while, and looked at Sandro with a wry smile: "It's surprising that you would try so hard to persuade me to escape like a lobbyist..."

"Because I don't want you to die. Only now do I understand that we owe you enough. You can be said to be what you are doing now..." Sandro smiled wryly, and he took He took out a well-folded robe and handed it to Asa, and then his expression changed immediately, and he looked down.

"It seems that some people still don't want me to escape." Asa also smiled wryly.

Below, a huge white lightsaber is driving a huge roar and power, stabbing towards the sky as if it wants to poke a hole in the sky.