The Throne Under the Starry Sky Chapter 206: The Weeping Pool (Part 1)

Jona has never seen such a quiet city. Even during the war, the streets of the Red Rock Fort of St. Boren have never looked so silent. The streets are full of drunk alcoholics and pleasure-seeking strangers in the middle of the night. Guest, Jonah found the drunk teacher Koshawa from outside the tavern at No. 13 Lower Redstone Castle on more than one occasion. He walked through the streets full of feasting and feasting with him. In his opinion, the city should be a hustle and bustle. The place where the noisy, noisy, full of voices and various noises is, but the Mahuluoga that now appears in front of you is as quiet as a midnight cemetery. The sunlight casts the shadow of the building obliquely on the slate floor. The streets are covered with corpses, and the blood flows quietly in the drains. After three hundred years, the Prince City was built after the replacement of nine rulers. The buildings are magnificent and exquisite. It has the most complete architectural planning and drainage system in the entire continent. The blood flowing out of the corpse will converge into a red stream through numerous ditches, cellar wells and underground rivers, which will be absorbed by the dry sand in the huge seepage wells.

"Ugly Face" Liche observed the corpses. "The red cloth belts are the rebels of'Kuligaro', the yellow ones are the regular Vedic army, and there are many civilians." He wrestled. The rapier gently moved several entangled corpses. The top male corpse threw down and changed from prone position to lying on his back. The light from his arms immediately pierced everyone’s eyes.

Zu Pagoda slowly walked over, put his hands together in salute, covered the luminous Buddha statue with a torn flag, wounded at the Buddha, and died if touched the Buddha. The taboos of the ancient Buddhist kingdom were unexpectedly caught by Kuligaro. Used as a weapon by the warrior of, this warrior who suffered multiple fatal injuries exchanged his last bit of strength for the names of three enemies, so the bloodstained corners of his mouth still have a contented smile,

"Why so fast, Operation Nectar Fire only started not long after, but the battle in the city of Mahuroga has ended." The star picker said in doubt, "The demigod General Wayu went to the Western Front to support the war, Garuda I have been guarding the attacks of warcraft and barbarians on the bank of the northeast river, but there are two demigod generals guarding the Prince City. Where did Nandi and Juna go, where did Brahma go."

The Great Swordsman shook his head and moved on: "Keep your guard."

Not far after passing through the gate of the outer city, Prince Moro appeared in front of you. The white marble corridor under your feet stretched out to the majestic outline of the Prince Tomb in the distance. The vast lake on both sides of the corridor was shining brightly, and the lake once stood erect. With twenty-seven statues of Buddha, pedestrians entering the city of Mahuluga from the West Gate can only keep their eyes straight and look ahead and walk through this world-famous corridor. Therefore, the "Morra Buddhism Way" has become the first of the seven wonders of Prince City. During the Destruction of Buddha movement, these Buddha statues were completely smashed and sunk into the lake, and now only the dazzling setting sun is floating on the lake.

This is the place where Yekong once fought with Saraswati in the story. It was the same dusk, changing time early. Looking at the corpses on the corridor, Jona couldn't help feeling a little at a loss. The lights on the cherry crossing When listening to the little grasshopper Sibi talk about the past of the southerners, he never thought that he would come here in person one day,, now he is here, but the tall and straight figure of Ye Di was not in front of the blood stained,

The Great Swordsman led a group of people onto the white marble corridor, and the hemispherical dome of Prince Moro's Mausoleum became clear in front, and Zha could not help commenting in his original form: "If the timing is not wrong, I really want to Appreciate this wonderful building."

"Let’s switch to an architect after retirement, Zha." Zuta kicked a dead body away and said,

"Retire." He smiled self-deprecatingly, "If the ghost can retire, wouldn't the world be crowded with undead coming back to life."

Jonah suddenly felt that he was completely unfamiliar with the protectors of these ghosts left-handed. Their life experience, their experience, their preferences and dreams, they were born and died for their own reasons, "Ugly Face" Li could be regarded as familiar to him. However, he didn’t find a chance to have a good conversation with the Great Swordsman along the way. Ricci seems to have been avoiding him consciously or unconsciously, as if he didn’t want to mention the name of King of Sand Pirates, Fein Stewart.

"Oh..." The star-catcher suddenly slowed down by covering his chest with his hands, and slowly kneeling to the ground. The white bandage on his chest began to seep blood. The short battle just now caused the wounds caused by the demigod general Vayu to burst. After meeting everyone’s gaze, he smiled bitterly and waved his hand: “I’m fine, I’m just a little tired. Resting for a few minutes should be fine.”

The Great Swordsman glanced around and appeared hesitant: "Although I can't see the danger coming, this environment is very unsuitable for rest. If I can persist in the inner city..."

"It's okay, you can go first, and I'll be there later." The star catcher made an act of chasing away, "Just protect Jonah. There is no one else here, I will be fine, but Liche Sir, I have customs documents and Guligaro's tokens with me. Just in case, I should leave it to you for safekeeping."

"What nonsense are you talking about." Although the mask concealed his expression, "Ugly Face" Liche obviously frowned and showed a serious expression. He turned and walked to the line and squatted down to help the star picker. Arm, "I have already come here, I must go to the end..."

"Mr. Liche." Jonah screamed with all his strength. This was all he could react in a short moment. The next moment, he screamed and rushed towards "Ugly Face" Liche. , The scepter Syrafina began to shine with the power of stars, but everything was too late. In the following days, he will spend a lot of time thinking about his own dullness and incompetence, repeating it in his mind time and time again. The tragedy that happened in front of Prince Luo’s Mausoleum,

"Puff." An invisible sharp knife protruded from the back of the Great Swordsman. As the star picker drew out the invisible sword, blood and strength were violently ejected from Ricci's body, and the Great Swordsman drew out to fight. The rapier brushed away, and the star picker swiftly turned four somersaults backwards, waved an invisible ladder under the cloth, and stepped into the sky. At this time, Zuta had appeared next to "Ugly Face" Liche, with blue veins protruding. His big hands pressed the horrible wound that penetrates his body, and the pricked figure shook again and again. Many clones stepped on each other quickly and jumped into the air, rushing to the high sneakers,

The star picker took out an object, squeezed it in the air with his right hand, and "slapped it." Thousands of tiny needles that were as thin as a cow's hair fell like a rain, this kind of needles that can't even penetrate human skin. But it is the nemesis of the clone. Once the pierced clone is hit by a small needle, black energy will spit out of the body from the wound, and it will turn into a shriveled skin in a moment, "Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." With the energy recovered, the number of avatars pierced rapidly decreased like snowballs in the sun, and the operator himself knelt to the ground in pain and howled,

"Perfect timing, this is the'right thing' I have always wanted to do, friends." The star catcher stood volley above everyone's heads, with smiles on his delicate faces, "Your stupid beliefs keep you all the time. Focusing on the blood of the **** heresy, but ignoring the protection of oneself, a great swordsman, the heir to the ancient blood of Quweishitizuo Town, this will be the most pleasant unknown in my colorful life so far. A memory, ha ha ha..." While talking, he flung out a few invisible flying spears casually, "Jona." The tall Shadow Kalan yelled and leaped towards Jona who hadn't noticed the attack. The 17-year-old is still running towards "Ugly Face" Liche, his face is full of desperate shock,

"Bang bang bang bang." The invisible spear pierced the ground continuously, Zutta fell to the ground together with the astrologer, and kept rolling to avoid the attack. Venerable Gaowuzha appeared beside the Great Swordsman and Zha. The black right hand was placed on the shoulder to help him withstand the invasion of countless cattle hair needles; the golden left hand held the sharp arm and sustained his life with the force of the vigorous Buddha's wish, and the old monk's body began to squat Shaking violently, the confrontation between light and darkness made his face look distorted and weird, "Bah." He suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of thick lavender phlegm, which shot into the sky like a bullet and hit Shattered the invisible ladder, slanted across the forehead of the star picker,

"Oh." The star catcher staggered and fell down, plopped and fell on the corridor. He immediately jumped up, put down the steps and climbed into the sky again, the black wig fell, and the long brown curly hair was draped over On the back, the star-catcher climbed up to fifty or sixty yards in the sky like a frightened bird, squatting on the invisible brick and panting: "What a great old monk, if it weren't for..."

The words are not finished, the star picker, who is actually her daughter, stiffens, and then slowly falls into the transparent air, the purple phlegm that rubs the skin at close range leaves a faint trace on her forehead. The traces turned into complex and beautiful patterns that quickly grew and expanded, covering every inch of her exposed skin in just half a minute.

"I can't resolve this curse, it can only be temporarily stored in my body. It turns out that the cause and effect are like this..." Venerable Gao Wuzhe looked at the woman in the sky with chaotic eyes, "I knew you were a woman, but I, practice Not refined, not refined..."

"Mr. Ricci." Jonah got up and yelled at the swordsman. The bleeding of "Ugly Face" Ricci has been forcibly suppressed by the golden Buddha light, but people with a little common sense can learn from the kind of penetrating chest cavity. The wound guessed the only possible ending for the wounded, "I miscalculated." The Great Swordsman said indifferently, without joy and sorrow, "Until the moment of attack, he...no, she didn't give out the slightest murderous aura, only the Assassin King himself. Only trained assassins can have this ability. Fortunately, you are fine. You know, even the ghost protectors are monitoring and suspicious of each other, in order to prevent lurkers like her from sneaking on the blood of the traitor... It's my fault, you don't have to blame yourself at all."

"Stop talking, Mr. Ricci." The astrologer hurriedly tore off his clothes to help the swordsman tie up the wound. At this time, Zutta drew out his long knife and strode west of the corridor. The setting sun dyed the marble corridor orange. Red, at the end of the orange corridor, in the shadow of the west gate of the outer city of Mahuluoka, a group of people are walking slowly, the one headed is burning with fiery flames, and there is a weird giggle in his mouth,