My Lady Queen

Up to now, the anxiety and fear are gone. Fortunately, Ash Wing has just broken free from the restraint. So far, only half of his arm has stretched out of the magma lake. At this speed, if he wants to completely get out of the magma lake It takes at least 8 minutes to stand up.

This time is the last chance to make a wish.

Even if he was arrogant, he wouldn't think that he was sure that he could fight this ancient demon.

The only good thing is that it seems that seeing their "ancestor" is about to be born, those winged people stopped attacking, but gathered on the other side of the magma lake to worship continuously.

Taking advantage of this gap, Sasha and Rhine also helped each other and jumped over, standing side by side with Wishing.

The fly in the ointment is that neither Rhine nor Wish has any weapons at hand. On the other hand, the orc girl is good. Picking up a stone can increase the attack power by at least 10 points.

Rhine was trembling all over, obviously showing great fear, but even so, she still had firm eyes, and said to the wishing in a slightly trembling tone: "My lord, according to legend, the spirit of ember once caused the entire continent to be devastated, and now All the Winged Men are its descendants, and even after it is sealed, it is still ordering the Winged Men to attack all living things."

Wishing suddenly realized that he had not been in this world for a short time, and he clearly felt that the existence of the Yiren race was completely the natural enemy of all other creatures.

Now I understand what Rhine said, the ancestors of the emotional family have already done this.

He fixed his eyes on Cymbeline, turned his face slightly to Rhine and asked, "Then do you know how it was sealed in the first place?"

Rhine showed a thoughtful expression: "These are all stories we heard when we were young, and I can't remember them clearly. I just know that three heroes from different races used their lives to defeat Ash Wing and shut it down. In the depths of the ground filled with magma."

The elves have a long lifespan. I don't know what happened tens of thousands of years ago. Fortunately, they will tell it as a fairy tale.

Make a wish and let out a long sigh: "You said these ancient heroes are real, why don't you kill him in one go, it's irresponsible to have to leave a hidden danger for future generations."

Seeing that Cymbeline didn't appear to attack immediately, he said again: "I don't think we can handle this matter. Later, we will fight together to defeat this guy who is in the way, and then leave here quickly. Anyway, the sky will fall. The tall ones bear it, there is no need for us to die."

Unexpectedly, Rhine shook his head: "My lord, you can't do this. Ash Wing was at its weakest when it was first born. If you give it enough time to recover and eat a lot of flesh and blood, then the ground world will People will be ruined again."

Wishing originally wanted to say: "It has nothing to do with me, anyway, I will go back when the time comes, and it can't kill me."

But as soon as the words came to his lips, he couldn't say anything.

It has been a while since he got the summoning altar. During this time, he also met many people in this world, and he also began to realize that the people living here are not much different from the humans on Earth. He didn't think that they were all "game NPCs" as he thought before. They also had flesh and blood, sorrow and joy. If it was really because of their own temporary retreat and weakness, they would bring death to the creatures in this world. Disaster, then I really cannot escape the blame.

The girls he helped flashed through his mind one by one, and his eyes gradually became firm.

"Damn it, I'm just an ordinary person, do you have to make me take on such a big responsibility! Well, let's die, I want to be a hero this time!"

The astonishment on Cymbeline's face flashed, and he sneered, "Do you think it's easy to be a hero? You three won't be my opponent if you fight together."

Sasha has long disliked him, and made a wish: "That dirty hand in the lake is made by this guy, maybe if we kill him, this hand will become a big pig's hoof."

"Although I don't understand why your words are always related to food, but I don't think what you said is unreasonable."

Wishing also hated Cymbelin so much, if it wasn't for his side effects, this summoning mission would have been completed long ago, and he could have gone back to go shopping with Mi Li earlier.

Thinking of this, I can't wait to make a wish: "If this is the case, let's do it!"

As soon as the words fell, Wishing kicked the ground hard, and under the support of strong physical strength, his body jumped 5 or 6 meters away in an instant, and he punched Cymbeline's face.

Cymbeline smiled coldly, waved the palm of his left hand lightly, and a half-moon-shaped light pattern visible to the naked eye came straight to the wishing neck.

Making a wish can be regarded as a battle-tested experience. Seeing this situation, I was shocked, but my movements were not slow at all.

I saw that his forward momentum remained unchanged, but his upper body leaned sideways and backwards incomparably swiftly.

The light pattern flew past his cheek with a slightly different posture, and hit the hard brown volcanic rock not far behind the wish, leaving a deep cut mark.

It seems that even without the long sword, Cymbeline can still release the real sword energy, which is probably some kind of skill of his.

Wishing to dodge the sword energy, he felt a chill on his cheek, and reached out his hand to touch it. It turned out that a small cut was cut under the eye, so that it didn't hurt the eye.

Wishing is a person who is usually timid and timid, but in a fight, as long as he suffers a loss, he must get it back. This is also the thinking of a typical street gangster.

When he saw that the corner of the other party's clothes had turned red before he touched him, he suddenly became angry from embarrassment, and rushed forward again with a strange cry.

Cymbelin's sword qi could not be used indefinitely, and the blow just now was dodged by a wish, and he had no better attack methods for a while.

In this moment of astonishment, the wishing fist arrived and hit him hard on the face.

Under the tremendous force, Cymbeline staggered back a few steps, his face was burning with pain, and he wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, a bright red stinging his eyes.

"Damn things!"

Cymbeline is not a good man or woman. All along, he has killed countless creatures with the long sword in his hand. Facing the wish made by fellow earthlings, he is not willing to admit defeat easily.

Although he can no longer use the sword energy that can cut gold and iron in a short period of time, but his own quality is there, and with a wave of his long arm, he uses the sword technique and directly meets the wish.

In fact, I don’t know about making a wish. Cymbeline got the long sword almost at the same time as he got the altar. It’s just that Cymbeline accepted more summoning tasks, but in fact there is no essential difference in strength between the two. .

The only difference is that Cymbeline's long sword is a weapon in itself, and wishing can't take out that little censer to hit people.