The Throne Under the Starry Sky Chapter 214: Black Dragon Fire (Part 1)

As a child who grew up in the mountains of St. Boren, Jona did not know how to swim. Before being taken into the astrological tower on the red clay plain by Koshava, he obeyed his mother’s warning and never left home. The remote river was playing with water, but the astrologer slowly sinking in the artificial lake of the Prince Mausoleum of Mahuluga did not feel fear or suffocation. A voice gently called him, guiding him to swing his hands and feet, among the remains of the Buddha statue. Walk through,

The light at the bottom of the lake is very dim. The water plants on the surface of the broken Buddha statue are drifting in front of you. A frightened swimming fish sprang out from the darkness, and disappeared without a trace after two wobbles. The staff Sirafauna and the belt Edinmont Exuding a pulse of joy, like an impatient child, urging Jona to move on. The 17-year-old boy spit out a bubble, drilled under the arm of the big Buddha lying on the bottom of the lake, swam a few yards diagonally downward, and a dark cave appeared. In front of him, the cave is under the belly of the Buddha statue. If you don’t approach it from a specific angle, you will definitely not be able to find this secret entrance. Jonah didn’t hesitate to go into the cave with both hands. He knew that there was no danger ahead, because he also felt the gods at this time. Engraving that surging power,

"Puff." The astrologer got out of the water, breathing greedily the not-so-fresh air. This is a narrow hemispherical space, where precious air isolates the lake from the water. Jonah shook his head. Water, he is now in the belly of the big Buddha. Although the Buddha statue was destroyed by the pagans, the body that sank at the bottom of the lake is still intact. He just got in from the belly button of the Buddha statue. He didn't expect that there would be something like this in the body of the Buddha. A secret space,

There is no sunlight here, but the visibility is good. The weapon standing in front illuminates the walls with a strange light, "...black light." Jonah crawled out of the pool and looked around in surprise. This weapon The light emitted is black. How can light be black? The astrologer looked down at his fingers, and even fingerprints were clearly identifiable. It was a very strange feeling. The dark black light filled the room like night. "Illuminate" the entire dark space,

The next feeling is hot. The temperature-controlled star array on the belt isolates most of the heat. Even so, Jonah still feels the heat waves hitting, and the forehead is immediately sweaty, and the heat from the nostrils almost makes the lungs. He tried to communicate with Edinmont to increase the energy of the temperature-controlled star array. Even though he has not fully grasped the function of the belt, the engraving of the gods still faithfully executed the instructions, and the heat has decreased, and Jona huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Go with your mouth, slowly approach that weapon,

A sword,

A long sword inserted into the ground, with a slender body, an exquisitely decorated spine and a jaw full of ornate gemstones. The body of the sword is wrapped with a lifelike black dragon. The black dragon has complete beards and claws. Every piece on the body The scales are amazingly delicate, the tail of the dragon is fused with the sharp blade, the head of the flying, majestic dragon hovering up and turning into a sword hilt, two ruby-like eyes are shining brightly, and each tooth in the dragon's mouth can be clear Distinguish,

"It's so beautiful..." The astrologer stared at this weapon blankly. It is not so much a weapon as it is an exquisite work of art. Only the ancient art of the northern elves can compare with this, but bright The elves will not create such a long sword with an unknown black light. There is no explanation other than the "miracle",

It didn't take long for Jonah to discover another fact: this artifact is dead,

The fluctuations felt in the lake, the black light in the room, and the hot temperature are all the afterglow remaining on the surface of the long sword. Jonah did not feel a trace of vitality from the weapon itself. The imprint of the gods should be full of surging life energy. But the weapon in front of me is just a body with a delicate appearance, the soul of the artifact has disappeared,

Jonah walked over and touched the blade with his finger. The cold blade was still very sharp, but he did not feel any vitality. Sheila Fauna and Edimmont no longer shook, and fell silent in disappointment. The illuminated room is gradually dimming, the residual energy of the artifact is quickly dissipating due to the outsider breaking the balance of the space, the temperature has dropped, and the hazy rust appears on the surface of the long sword. In just a few minutes, the black dragon sword is like an experience. Become rusty like a hundred years old,

"It turns out that the imprints of the gods are also going to die..." Jonah stroked the hilt, a faint sorrow rose in his heart, and suddenly he felt a strange convex and concave feeling on his fingertips, "...wait a minute, This shape..." He immediately drew a simple illuminated star array on the ground, inserted the staff Sirafa Na in the center of the star array, and illuminated the space inside the Buddha statue with the light of stars.

Sure enough, on the inner side of the hilt, which is three inches below the dragon's head, in the middle of the black dragon’s chest, there is a small gap between the closely arranged scales. A piece of dragon scale originally embedded here is missing. After flying, Jonah immediately remembered what the owner of the "Stainless Steel Anvil" weapon shop in Bactria had said: "Every giant dragon has such a crescent-shaped scale under its neck. It’s where the dragon’s heart and blood vessels converge, and it is also the biggest taboo for the dragon’s body. And this thing in your hand is just an inverted scale..."

The nervousness made his hands tremble, and it took a long time for the astrologer to take out the red half-moon-shaped flakes from the wet deerskin bag. It was the parting gift of the ghost Bahamas, hiding the dragon soul on the verge of dissipating. The ancient Nilin, who was moisturized by Asai’s **** dagger and killed the enemy. Jonah didn’t know if this action could be successful. There is a clear difference between the imprint of the gods who lost their souls and lacked Nilin and Nilin who possessed souls. There is a deep connection, all of this is not a coincidence,

"Click."

The red inverted scale fits perfectly into the gap on the chest of the black dragon, and the interface is so smooth that there is no gap. Jona backs two steps, his heart beating, staring nervously at the long sword, and a few minutes have passed. Nothing happened, "Will it take some time?" The astrologer muttered to himself, and simply sat down in the cave, taking out the untitled book pages and carefully drying them, while waiting for the resurrection of the artifact,

At the same time, fierce fighting is continuing on the fragmented artificial lake of the Mausoleum of Prince Moro. The senior cadres of the Brotherhood of the Scarlet Owl were shocked by the huge explosion triggered by Jona. , Go and take a look in the lake, the blood of heresy will not die so easily." The woman in the green dress thought for a moment, stretched out her hand to give instructions to the tumbling lake, and then turned her head: "Chep, you take a break, arm Can it be regenerated?"

The reloaded knight who lost his arm in the near-death strike of "Ugly Face" Liche nodded, "It will take some time. If the little priest can help, it will be faster."

The green-clothed woman sighed: "It's always worrying. You can sometimes fight for it, Mias." Her five fingers on her right hand drew a mysterious symbol in the air, and the white-robed priest didn't know it. I fell out of some place and fell to the ground in an ugly posture, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Maybe."

"Ten minutes have passed since I rescued you from death, don't talk nonsense, go and help Trep heal his arm." The woman in green faintly ordered, and Mias clenched her teeth, bursting out stripes on her forehead Aojin, "...Yes, Duchess Elazaro..." He tried his best to suppress the anger, squeezing a few words from his teeth,

At this time, Zutta, Zha and Gaowuzhe just climbed out of the lake and took a rest on the remaining section of the corridor. "He should be fine. Maybe he was fainted by the explosion. I will go and look for it. He." Yingkalan looked at the direction where Jonah fell into the water, untied his long knife, took off his boots and prepared to go into the water,

"The youth's vitality is still very strong, it doesn't matter... And you, you haven't gotten rid of it, but it won't hurt for the time being." Venerable Gao Wuzhe finally let go of his right hand, and the black spider web on the old monk's face is looming. Looks very tired,

Strongly prop up your body and move your hands and feet: "Okay, it's okay, this **** **** can actually get the rare'Luta Needle', which is the ancient fertility god's shadow on us. Curse, how did he know it." A look of skeletal hatred appeared on the ordinary face, and he raised his head, looking at the unconscious star picker high in the sky, his voice was low: "Captain he..."

"He is free." Venerable Gao Wuzhe said leisurely,

At this time, Zutta suddenly whispered: "Enemies, don't let them approach the blood of the betrayer."

Three enemies came on the water surface of the artificial lake of Prince Moro’s Mausoleum. The remaining three warriors of the ghost’s left hand exchanged glances briefly and locked on their respective targets. Zuta rushed out first and flew across the broken tunnel. He got up, landed on a stump of pillar, and looked at the enemy in the center: "At this point, no further advancement is allowed."

"Oh." The warrior with a heavy double axe on his back stood steadily in the waves. "Is it a samurai showdown? I don't mind cutting off your head first, as a small pastime before the blood of heresy. Well, hello, you know, although I don’t really like the boring concept of'Samurai Spirit', as the mainstream value of society, it still has a certain value of existence, so I will reluctantly agree to a duel with you. In fact, this It’s just a kind of self-hypnosis. For example, saying “I am the strongest, I am the strongest...” can really become stronger every day. This was discovered by the great naturalist Raquel Rossena. Theory, I have two related books here, which are very detailed..."

Yangkalan silently looked at the short, muscular, bald-headed, round-eyed, chattering strange guy opposite, and finally said unbearably: "I am the Great Prajna Temple Shadow Kalan Zu Pagoda."

"Afansha, the warrior from the Gobi, the senior deacon of the Brotherhood." The two-axe warrior looked at the opponent with his round eyes, "Hey, if you don't wash your neck, you will get infected when you beheaded." Oh."

On the south side of the artificial lake, he intercepted the half-elf archer wearing green light armor. The half-elf with blond hair and pointed ears curled his lips boredly: "I am Airitan, who are you."

"Boom." Three figures shot out from the lake, attacking instead of an angry Zha's answer,

On the lake on the side of the artificial lake, the enemy in purple robes gracefully introduced himself: "I am the psychic Bedot from the mountains in the far south. I am very happy to be your enemy. Your name is I’m just an insignificant junior on the way of summoning."

Venerable Gao Wuzhe raised his loose eyelids: "Oh."