The next people who came up were knocked down by me in a few blows. I couldn't help but think that they were too rubbish: "If this is all you can do, I recommend that you surrender as soon as possible."

"What the hell are you?!"

"Sunset Witch, is this name loud enough?" He looked up at her, his eyes revealing an indescribable coldness, "Why do you still want to attack me? I have clearly decided to let all of you go... You have taken the wrong path."

You are not wrong. If you were not here at this time...

"What's the difference between you, a guy who assists the tyrant, and the kings of the past?!"

"I will go and see the old king."

The tower was overthrown, but its ruins are still there. In other words, the tower has become the place where the Wind Dragon lives.

He called the guys from the Knights Templar, and after they all left, he spoke in the alley.

"Wendy, I want to see you..." There was nothing strange about this sentence, and the other party really came to see her.

"Where do you want to go? And what you have done..."

"It's a very secretive method. So you should have acquiesced? Or do you really not care about it at all..."

"A young bird needs to fall before it can fly into the sky, and there are also small corners that the wind cannot reach..."

"To you, everyone is the same. You shouldn't get involved in the fights between people, right?" Except for the people who were overthrown by the first generation, everyone else is the same in his eyes. You won't kill one of the flowers just because they're fighting for nutrients...

"But he had informed me in advance."

"? Which he is?"

"Guess what, the puzzle of the story is in the poem~"

"I don't have time to listen to music. I want to go see the ruins of that person. It should still exist, right?"

"I have to say, it still exists. After being transformed, it has become the place where Tevarin lives."

(I didn’t find any corresponding information, but I think the tower looks very similar to the Wind Dragon Ruins)

"Please take me there... I have something I want to do."

"What do you want to do?"

"Can the all-knowing bard know?"

"I know, but I hope I don't know the right thing."

"I'm afraid the answer is yes. Well, time to go."

"Open the wings of wind...haven't you learned it before?"

"Huh?" Okay, okay, I really haven't learned this kind of thing. All the wind wings in the world are blessed by God, but in Xumi, everyone has always felt that this kind of thing is unreliable. Many people want to find out if there is anything wrong with it, but unfortunately no one can do it, because there are not so many wind wings in that place.

"Here you go." It was an ordinary wind wing, a little faded. "All wind wings, once made, can fly high into the sky with the wind. But this is one of my powers. These small glittering glass beads can be placed on the unfinished wind wings. They can be used just like normal wind wings, even if you leave."

"Thank you very much!"

After equipping the Wind Wings, I wondered how it popped out so suddenly? But I didn't look at it, and let the Wind Wings unfold, and the breeze blew slowly...

Suddenly, a strong wind blew and he swayed from side to side, but he managed to maintain his balance under the special wind wings.

When I opened my eyes again, I was already high in the sky. The scenery below was very beautiful. I was truly looking at everything from above.

"It's beautiful..." The air at high altitude is very thin and I feel a little breathless, but my body can still adapt.

The wind blew very fast, and we reached our destination very quickly. We folded our wings and opened them again just before landing.

"Ouch..." He didn't stand steadily and opened his Wings of Wind too late, so he fell all over the ground.

"Are you okay?" Wendy came over and checked the wound on her leg, but the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. "This?"

"My special abilities were acquired from some place that does not belong to this world..."

"I understand." I won't ask any more questions. This is a matter between friends. I won't ask any more questions about these things. They shouldn't be asked.

"Is this the place now?" The wind barrier was slowly being untied. Tevarin was not at home, and he felt the strong wind brought by the barrier. It was like an invisible thorn, stinging, and like a knife, cutting him into pieces. "What a magical feeling..."

"Don't touch the wind barrier, it will bounce you off."

"Can I take a little bit of my power and observe?"

"How can you trap the invisible wind?" This sentence means that you can take it away, but I want to see how you take it away.

He just took out a small bottle and then touched the barrier tightly with his hand: "Just like this."

With a tight turn, one could feel that there was indeed a wisp of disordered wind being pulled out from the barrier and thrown into the bottle. The wind in the bottle kept swirling around, as if it was angry and annoyed.

"Please be quiet." His contact made Feng even angrier. He knew this would happen...

So I increased my strength a little, took off my gloves and touched him, but he was as quiet as death.

"Very strange... Come to think of it, I initially thought your special ability was about healing, but that wind didn't choose the quietness because of your gentleness."

Ever since I came into contact with that sword, when I come into direct contact with someone who is angry, as long as I don't suppress it, I can force the other person to be quiet because of my strength. It is a very violent emotion.

"As scary as the death that is touched, isn't it?"

The meaningless taking of lives, as long as one cannot control it, these problems will arise. That place is now an excellent dead zone. No life can exist there. Even if plants with strong vitality are planted there, they will die at a very fast speed.

No people, animals or plants can survive in that place, so the place was closed.

"Is this your power?"

“This is my power…” The miracle of life is not created by my power, but by the power injected from others. This power comes from my heart…

My memory is very strange and I can't remember many things, but as my past becomes clearer and clearer, I understand the difference in power.

"Can you let me take a little more now? I'm afraid I won't be able to come again..."

"Don't be so pessimistic. How about a glass of cider if you'd like?"

"You want to comfort me... but I'm sorry," he used his hands to take away some of the violent wind, and the wind gradually calmed down in his hands, as quiet as death, and this was indeed what he brought.

Be quiet, be quiet...

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