Shaman from Afar

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A strange stepping sound came from behind the main entrance, and there were more than one.

The dark-haired wizard with a tense string peeked out from the edge of the gap; Lucien on the side also covered Isaac's nose and mouth, and couldn't help but slightly across the cheek, the vision of the silver-gray pupil passed through The gap in the door.

It is not unpredictable that the three will encounter such things as guarding and resistance. Even if the Dragon King City has been lost for thousands of years, even if it has been turned into ruins, it will inevitably have defensive measures to block outside invaders.

What's more, here is the back door of the King City, behind which is the elevated promenade connecting the outer walls-even if it encounters the legendary "Dragon Hunter", it seems not surprising.

Legend has it that the "big sword", "long spear", and "heavy bow" were used to hunt the dragons of the wilderness ... the black-haired wizard gripped the hilt and stopped the palm sweat.

But when the distant figure appeared in front of the eyeliner, Loren and the gray pupil were almost stunned at the same time.

Those were two very thin-looking figures, even thinner than ordinary human soldiers, walking side by side toward the elevated promenade, like a mechanical patrol.

But it is not these that really surprised them, but the "dressing" of these two "guards".

The black and heavy armor continued to hear the friction of metal. The black thick military uniform and cloak were lined underneath, the heavy sword hanging around the waist and the kite shield on the right arm, and the single blade held high in the hand. Halberd ...

From head to toe, it is completely the Fortress of the Boundary Mountain, the costume of the Legion Rangers!

At the moment when the other person's figure appeared, excited Lucien almost instinctively rushed out, but the black-haired wizard beside him suddenly held his shoulder.

Looking at each other's distracted silver-gray pupils, Loren shook his head gently.

do not worry.

The stunned gray pupil stared at each other, and finally bit his lower lip, lurking behind the stone carving, waiting for the opportunity.

The sound of footsteps was getting closer and closer, and the rubbing echo of the armor slammed in the ear, stepping closer to the front door.

The dark-haired wizard raised his eyebrows and his eyes narrowed into a slit.

Before the battle, you must make sufficient preparations and detailed plans-no matter why these two "guards" appear here, it is absolutely impossible to be the only "defense line" in the royal city.

At least be prepared to face the enemy several times, or even dozens of times the enemy.

The ignition agent was used up on the way, and the wand "tree heart" was still in the hands of the little wizard; the only ones left were "bright silver" and "caster", plus a bottle of sedative with strong side effects .

How did Dalton's tutor describe it ... half an ounce can relieve pain, one ounce thoroughly anesthetizes the nerves, if you use two ounces ... there will be no consciousness even if you die.

If you really don't want to drink this, but considering the next battle ... Loren lifted the stopper with his thumb and gently took a sip.

In an instant, the brain seemed to be refreshed in an instant; not only the pain of lack of energy, but also the pain of the previous battle disappeared without trace, full of energy!

Damn ... I'm going to be hooked on this kind of thing someday.

After the stone carving, Lusien looked at this scene silently, and he never spoke; he could guess that Lord Loren drank it without asking, maybe it was the kind of medicine used to relieve pain or keep excited.

It is because of his incompetence as a "wizard guard" that he has been very reluctant to even protect himself ...

The gray pupil who didn't say a word, the hand holding the hilt was harder.

"boom--!"

The two guards on patrol stopped, and the dark-haired wizard and Lucien tightened their heart strings almost simultaneously-as long as the other two steps forward, the three were exposed!

Time is still at this moment, and the two holding their breath are waiting for the moment.

The stopped guard didn't move on, but turned and returned in the direction when he came; the two's expressions moved slightly.

It's now--! ! ! !

In an instant, the icy knight's sword and the light of the bright silver swept across the sky; the two who burst out at almost the same time, rushed to the guards on the left and right wings respectively.

At the next moment, the two "Rangers" suddenly turned around and lifted a one-piece zither-shaped shield in front of them like a machine, and the black halberd slammed down from the top of the head!

The movement in a moment was perfect, and even the real legionary rangers could not cooperate to such a degree under such sudden attack.

The expressionless dark-haired wizard had approached within three steps, and at the moment when the black halberd blade fell, it was blocked by bright silver at a distance of less than five centimeters from his shoulder.

At the same time, the gray-blue swordmans attached to the halberd, leaving a dazzling afterimage in the air.

Approach, leap, turn around, cross-cut!

The sound of broken neck and shoulder blades echoed in the ear, and the guard who had been cut off the head and the right arm fell to the ground without any sound.

The gray pupils on the side resolved the battle almost at the same time-the moment the halberd fell, the shield in the guard's hand was picked up by his sword, and the cold sword edge pierced the skull directly from under the palate.

An instant battle, from start to finish, is not even used for ten seconds.

Slightly gasping, Lucien put his sword back behind his back, and after seeing the "true face" of the enemy falling on the ground, he turned his eyes unbelievably on the dark-haired wizard beside him:

"Lord Loren, these people are ..."

"Yes, all of them are genuine Legion Rangers, and there is also a sign of the Iron Crown of the DeSalinese family on the shield."

With a sigh, Loren, half kneeling on the spot, threw the shield aside, and opened the cloak to reveal the bones and skeletons that had long since decayed.

This is the "enemy" who has just fought against them!

"It's just that it's decayed into this look, at least it must be the" rangers "of a dozen years ago, or even decades ago."

The two left in place fell into silence almost simultaneously.

"What, what ... what is going on?"

The gray pupil's words echoed in the main entrance hall, and the black-haired wizard half-kneeled on the ground stood expressionless, slowly standing up.

"Obviously, we are not the 'first wizard', the first person to come here after wearing the hat Logan." Gently picking up the skull on the ground, Loren with complicated eyes looked at the still unbelievable Luce Yep:

"Even, it may not be the first wave-maybe Niederhog was discovered long ago; avid priests, rangers patrolling north, knights of faith, wizards of wisdom ..."

"Maybe the place we stepped under, the Blood Skeleton Valley, the glacier wasteland, the snowy mountains, the tunnels, the city walls, the elevated promenade, the main entrance ... There have been countless ancestors, and countless people who have gone north to find the Dragon King City have visited this place.

Among them is the legendary "Duke of Black", His Excellency Roland Turin ... the dark-haired wizard meditated in his heart.

"This, how is this possible ?!" Lucien's eyes were still full of surprise and consternation:

"If countless people have really searched for Niederhogg, why is the Dragon King City still a legend, and there are even so many people who don't believe in its existence, isn't it too ..."

The gray pupils wanted to say that this was "too ridiculous", but he was stunned before he spoke, and looked at the large and small corpses in all corners of the hall in horror.

Yes, this is not absurd.

If all the people going north did n’t go back ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ If they all died here and were bound here by some kind of "strength" to become a "guard" of Niederhog, who would know this place? presence?

"I guess ... if we can't go back or die here ..." the dark-haired wizard said lightly:

"Their ending will probably be our ending."

Lucien looked at Loren silently, what he wanted to say, but in the end he was speechless.

The atmosphere is a bit low.

"Let's go."

With a low sigh, the dark-haired wizard solemnly put the skull that he had cut off aside.

Just as he looked up and shouted Isaac, the arrogant man who had been hiding behind the stone carving ran out of his own initiative, and he desperately pointed behind him, expressing a frightened expression:

"You two, run !!!!" Mobile phone users, please browse and read for a better reading experience.