"Bang!"
The purple-haired youth released the bow in his hand and shot out a dark purple arrow. In less than a second, the arrow pierced through a rhino-shaped icy-blue apostle.
" Damn the Burial Bell, it actually took Lian Nanxi away. If I wasn't sleeping…" Xing Han only felt anger in his chest. Logically speaking, Xing Han wouldn't be angry, but he was angry.
A moment of silence for the Burial Bell…0.000001 seconds. Amen.
At the distant burial bell
Beside Merius, the dragon raised its head from the surface of the plate and spoke in a deep and old voice.
"That 'Chaotic Tian Fa' and 'Lady Husband' actually didn't act as the vanguard in such a great battle. He didn't see Silent Man and Unparalleled Combat Skill either…If so, they must be hiding somewhere, planning a surprise attack.”
The visible part of the head was covered in thick scales and carapace.
" Armored Iron Dragon " Iluanika, the king of the left wing.
Ox Bones, who was beside Gally, said in a trembling voice.
"Continuing to fight against the F1Amehaze army without those two people is basically beneficial to us, but if we continue to drag this out, His Highness Ulikummi, who is fighting alone on the battlefield, will probably be in danger. Although he had almost handed over all of his troops to him, now that Prince Sokal was dead... it was really worrying whether he could still hold on.”
Dressed in a gorgeous suit, the upright Ox Bone was worried about his colleagues.
Furnace Hugger Moro. As the prime minister of the Nine Gai Scales, he was in charge of all matters.
Opposite him, a thin woman wrapped in a black fur coat scolded sharply.
"Shut up, skinny cow! What was the use of complaining about the battle now? We only have one goal, and that is to fulfill the Lord's 'magnificent feat'. Have you forgotten the oath that the Nine Gai Scales have already made!”
The black-clothed beauty had a pale face and a pair of furs on her head. Only three white spots could be seen on her pitch-black body.
Although he was skinny, only his right wrist was unusually large. Not only that, his sleeves hung down to the floor like a funnel, and a boneless black claw extended from his sleeves. In an instant, the tense atmosphere in the hall escalated again.
Droplet of Darkness Kiernoberg. The secret leader of the Nine Gai Scales, whose missions were assassination and guerrilla warfare.
Moro, who was reprimanded by her, shrank his shoulders in fear, but he still agreed in a low voice.
" Indeed…As long as we can achieve a 'magnificent feat', we will…"
The five people of the Nine Gai Scales looked at the center of the scale that contained them at the same time. It was a green flame with terrifying density and mass. That was their master, the Coffin Weaver, Assis, the leader of the Burial Bell.
"No, no."
Every word seemed to have to be carefully considered, and the calm voice of a strong man echoed in the "tower".
"It's too early…to settle the Nine Gai Realm, the weighing hammers of my scales. Just a little more time. For the sake of everyone in this world, just a little more time.”
In response to the Lord's voice, the Nine Gai Scales bowed solemnly in their own ways.
Among them, only the "Fiend Realm Egg" Jia Li couldn't hold it in anymore.
"Oh, Lord, since you're still alive, don't live meaninglessly!”"We've been waiting for the moment when your dream comes true!”
The masked man shouted loudly. No one paid attention to these words that were already annoying.
However, everyone (including the shouting Gally) was looking at the sky above the Lord's green flame, which looked like a roasted birdcage. This was the precious artifact that he had obtained five days ago after paying a great sacrifice. For this bird, Assis had greedily wasted all the time they had earned.
It was a young girl.
She was sitting in the huge birdcage with her knees bent and her face facing down. There was no sign of life around her. Veins that looked like blood vessels floated on his hands and feet that were exposed outside of the light clothes, showing a hair-raising green color like the flames of Assis.
The girl was a young and insignificant "disciple".
However, it only possessed a miraculous power.
To be able to use the Freedom Technique…just as its name suggested-to construct freely at will.
When she first came to this world, she seemed to have no fate with the impossible. She freely shuttled through the sky of the birds and interfered with everything as she pleased. Not to mention an ordinary "disciple", even a "king" could not achieve something, but she easily achieved it. He was simply addicted to playing around in this world.
Sometimes he lived casually under the friendly "king", and sometimes he played with the unrestrained "disciples". When he was in a good mood, he would interact with others and swallow one or two to appease his appetite. She used this terrifying power naively and unconsciously. She did not fear others, nor did she consider herself. He was just drifting in this world as he pleased.
The innocent and ignorant girl did not notice.
He had already become the target of others 'desires.
It did not take long for those who wanted to seize the girl's power to gather. The girl who hated arguing with others and had never even heard of fighting was immediately captured. From then on, she became a nightingale that existed only to weave the Freedom Technique and sing only for her master.
" Nightwalking Bird."
The girl and the birdcage that trapped her and forced her to weave the Freedom Technique-the two combined into one precious artifact. This was its name as a Treasured Artifact.
After falling into this situation for dozens of days, the girl had been treated as a precious artifact that only fulfilled her master's wishes. The master at that time, or the person who wanted to snatch her as a precious artifact, or someone else. Whether it was a " disciple ", an F1amehaze, or even a human, they all belonged to these three. No one had ever thought that the girl was an existence other than a relic.
The girl could only helplessly look at the scene outside the cage, whittling away her life and waiting for the rescue of her god, the God of Stars, Xing Han.
"Just a little more time and I'll be able to fulfill my wish.”
At the same time as Assis's voice, green flames curled around the birdcage.
The girl's eyelids trembled slightly, and the same marks on her hands and feet slowly climbed up her collarbone like caterpillars.
This birdcage was not just a cell for imprisoning girls. By injecting the power of existence into it, it could achieve the effect of controlling the girl's consciousness. The terrifying runes were the manifestation of the penetration of dominance. When the pattern floated on the girl's body, it could make her use the Freedom Technique that her master wanted.
Originally, this erosion would take a lot of time. Although she was very weak, the girl was still a "disciple". It was not easy to manipulate the consciousness of a disciple as he wished. In fact, to really make the nightingale sing, it required a large amount of " power of existence " that ordinary " disciples " could not obtain in their entire lives. Therefore…perhaps it could be said that it was only natural that most of the people who obtained her would take actions that overestimated their own abilities in order to seek this enormous power of existence, ultimately ending up in the state of self-destruction.
However, Assis, the Coffin Weaver, did not have that concern.
Eighteen years ago, the entire city of Ostrode was converted into the power of existence and taken over by Assis. Since then, he had always possessed a huge and highly pure power of existence.
The power that supported the entire battle and gradually overwhelmed F1Amehaze took over half of the consciousness of the Nightingale Bird in just five days.
Everything was done to activate this treasure that was indispensable for the " magnificent feat ".
Moro nodded excitedly at the Lord's convincing words, and the bones on his face creaked.
"Yes, yes. If we don't do this, the great sacrifices we made and the deaths of our comrades will all be in vain…"
"You still dare to talk nonsense here, you skinny cow!”
Moro's voice was completely drowned out by the cursing again.
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