Sieg's eyes were already red. He drew his sword and slashed at the invisible wall in front of him more than a dozen times, and then shouted: "Fielding! You despicable and shameless Roland people!"
It's just that he is too far away from Roddy Fielding and the others, a thousand steps away. Even though he shouted loudly, the other party couldn't hear him at all...
The saint in gray slowly put down the small bow and arrow, and slowly fell from the sky. He stood next to Fielding. He glanced at the paladin beside him and said in a low voice. : "Lord Fielding, you can go over and kill him. The great elder ordered to kill Duke Tulip!"
The expression on Fielding's face seemed hesitant. He couldn't help but look back at Roddy, who was kneeling on the ground shivering. He suddenly gritted his teeth and said loudly: "No! I can't kill him now! Such a thing is not something I, Fielding, can do." Made!”
He glanced at the saint in gray beside him and said solemnly: "A true paladin would not do such a thing!"
"Stupid!" The gray-clothed saint muttered in a low voice, and his eyes gradually became colder. "Okay, if you don't do it, then let me do it."
But he only took one step forward when he saw a golden light flashing quickly, and then Senhan's sword blocked him.
"No!" Fielding looked gloomy, "You can't kill him either!"
"What?" The gray-clothed saint's expression immediately changed, and he shouted, "Fielding, what do you mean? Do you want to be sentenced to the temple? It's okay if you don't obey the elders' orders. I'll kill you. Dare you stop me? Do you still want to protect this infidel?"
Fielding said coldly: "Of course not! If it were on a normal battlefield, I would naturally kill him with all my strength, but today, he came out only after accepting my challenge to a duel. If he was killed here like this today , then what qualifications do I, Fielding, have to call myself a knight?”
"Stupid!" The gray-clothed saint took a step forward, but Fielding slashed his sword in the air without ceremony. The sharp golden sword energy blasted a deep hole on the ground in front of the gray-clothed saint. long pit.
"Please don't go any further," Fielding said solemnly, "I don't want to hurt you!"
"Bold!" The saint in gray raised his eyebrows, took a step back, glared at Fielding and shouted, "Do you dare to really attack me?! Fielding, you are too presumptuous! Do you really dare to be sentenced? The temple? Where is your loyalty to the temple? I will report everything to the temple truthfully! Aren’t you afraid of the temple’s punishment?”
The expression on Fielding's face was also a little gloomy, but he was still firm: "It's up to you. You can say whatever you want when you go back, but at least now, here, I won't let you kill him!"
"Hahahaha..." The saint in gray suddenly laughed wildly: "Fielding! Lord Paladin! Haven't you thought about the consequences? Being sentenced to the temple and the consequences of disobeying the orders of the temple? You are being sentenced to your faith! What qualifications do you have to be called the most loyal paladin guarding the temple!"
Fielding was shaken, and the expression on his face seemed to be struggling. His hand holding the hilt of the sword trembled slightly, but he still gritted his teeth and said: "Of course I know! I didn't betray my faith—I know, I am a A true knight would never use this method to plot against his opponent, let alone kill his opponent in this situation!"
The saint in gray was extremely angry, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes. He couldn't help but want to take action, but then he thought that the other party was also a paladin of the temple - the strength of the paladin was not something he could compete with. Although the saint is also the leader among high-level magicians in the divine religion, after all, he has reached the level of a great magician practitioner. There is only one saint in the entire Roland Temple, the Black Veil Saint Muse. Only a great practitioner can compete with a paladin - he is definitely no match for a paladin.
"Hmph..." The gray-clothed saint sneered twice unwillingly, and then suddenly changed to a strange tone and said slowly: "Fielding, no wonder Black Sha never loves you, you are simply a stupid guy!"
After hearing these words, Fielding immediately flashed a murderous look in his eyes: "What did you say!"
The gray-clothed saint immediately took two steps back—his cultivation level was lower than that of the paladin. And if a magician fights a paladin at such a close distance... melee combat is not what magicians are good at!
"Isn't it? You are too pedantic! Is your chivalry more important than the order of the temple? Fielding..." The saint in gray slowly backed away.
Fielding gave the saint in gray a cold look: "I just said that I can't kill him now... After today's matter is over, I will challenge him for a duel again! In an honest and fair situation. I will kill him with my own hands again!!"
"Pedantry!" The saint in gray said coldly, and then a deep smile appeared on his face, and he said in a deep voice, "Do you think I can't kill the Tulip Duke if you don't let me get close to him?"
Fielding showed a strange look in his eyes and shouted suddenly. He waved the sword in his hand backhand with a golden light, and slashed towards the distance. The golden wave flew out and hit the ground. On the invisible wall on the periphery of the entire "Broken Dragon" magic array, the entire magic array made a faint roar.
"It's useless..." The saint in gray slowly raised a hand, and his body gradually floated up, getting further and further away from Fielding, "Have you forgotten, this magic circle is made up of dozens of magicians? The combined magic created by you is not that easy to break even with the strength of your Paladin! But that Tulip Duke can't hold on for long!"
His voice became more and more distant, and his rising speed became faster and faster, until he finally flew far away.
Fielding suddenly looked back at Roddy who was kneeling on the ground. Rody's facial expression was ferocious and twisted, and his mouth opened as if he was roaring—but no sound came out of his throat!
Roddy's body was struggling and trembling faintly, as if he was trying to break free from some shackles that were bound to his body. He opened one hand fiercely, as if he wanted to reach out to grab the arrow that shot through his foot, but his hand stretched out. half. No matter how hard he tried, he could no longer move forward!
The sharp silver arrow was stuck in his heel, and the whole arrow penetrated his ankle. The bright red blood quickly flowed on the ground, and the ground under his feet had become a terrifying red...
Fielding gritted his teeth and said, "Wait a minute, I'll help you pull out the arrow!"
He strode over and stretched out a hand to grab the arrow shaft on Roddy's foot. But before the palms made contact, he saw a ball of silver light erupting from Rody's feet. Fielding felt as if he had been struck hard by thunder, and his body immediately flew out, staggering for several steps. He barely stood still, with a look of surprise on his face. He felt a burning pain in his hand. He looked down and saw that his palm was scorched black, as if it had been scorched by flames!
"Fielding!" The hoarse and low voice of the saint in gray came from the sky, "You are so stupid, don't you understand? Can you pull out the arrow shot by the 'God-killing Bow'? Even if you are a paladin, you can't pull out that arrow!"
Suddenly, he heard a roar finally erupting from Rody's throat. The sound was so shrill that it seemed as if it was about to break through the sky!
"Hahaha..." The saint in gray in the sky laughed, "It seems to have worked. Fielding, I told you, he would be dead without me getting close to him! Is the 'God-killing Arrow' so powerful? Don’t you know yet?”
Sweat and rain had already mixed together on Fielding's head. After hearing the words of the saint in gray, his heart sank even more fiercely.
Of course he knows how powerful the 'God-killing Arrow' is, as he is one of the strongest guardians of the temple. As a paladin, with this status, even if others don't know, he knows the secret of the 'God-killing Bow'! That is one of the only artifacts preserved in the Roland Temple!
According to legend, this kind of bow and arrow carries some kind of curse from the age of gods and demons! The shot hurts not only the person's body, but also the person's soul! Anyone who is shot by this 'god-killing arrow' will have their souls slowly devoured by the cursed power on the arrow! You are a kind of real death. After a person's soul is devoured, his soul is really scattered and disappears into ashes! !
At this moment, Rody's voice became hoarse, and suddenly the arrow stuck in his foot emitted a silver light, and then turned into a silver light, and actually disappeared on Rody's body!
I could vaguely see the silver light entering the wound on Roddy's foot, and then quickly moving up his leg...
Rody's body was shaking more and more violently, and the veins on his neck were bulging. His hands were stretched out, as if he wanted to clench his fists, but he couldn't even move a finger. The soul-rending pain made Roddy's mind go blank...
"Very soon... Very soon..." The saint in gray radiated a holy light. Although his voice was still hoarse, it seemed to have an extremely soft tone. Although the voice came from far away, It came from the sky, but it was soft and gentle, as if ringing gently in the ears, "Stop struggling, there is no need to struggle with the pain that devours the soul, you just need to relax your body and relax your spirit, and soon this pain will disappear." It will end, and then everything will be over... No pain, no hatred, everything will calm down... That kind of eternal silence, eternal ending, is what you need now... "
Roddy's body gradually arched up and seemed to be calming down. Fielding couldn't help but take a step back. He felt a little guilty in his heart: he considered himself a true knight and a person who abided by the spirit of chivalry. Although he hated the man in front of him, watching him die in such a way made him feel extremely ashamed... because the other man didn't lose at his own hands!
"Oops..." In the palace of the imperial capital, Andy was sweating profusely. His eyes were tightly closed, and the expression on his face was a little frightened. Tian Lie didn't know when he appeared beside him, and couldn't help shouting: "What's wrong? Old bastard, tell me!"
Andy opened his eyes suddenly, and his eyes were as if they were dead: "There is no way - with the power of the God-killing Bow, only someone with a domain level can help Roddy fight... Only you can help him with that kind of arrow. Pull it out, now, there is no other way!”
Rody felt all the strength in his body - no, not strength, as if his life was disappearing bit by bit, being swallowed up by a boundless emptiness. He could even feel his heartbeat slowly slowing down.
In my ears, I heard the extremely soft and gentle voice of the other party - that voice carried a strange allure: "It's over... Eternal silence, eternal end... "
Eternal... end
In the blank whiteness of my mind, something like a needle pierced me, and then a familiar and peaceful voice seemed to sound: "Everything in this world has reincarnation. After the dark night, there is the starry sky, and after the sunset, the moon rises. After blooming, there comes spring... You have to remember that everything is reincarnated, this is the rule!"
The saint in gray in the sky and Fielding standing not far away all saw a scene that surprised them at the same time.
Rody, who had gradually weakened and stopped struggling, suddenly began to tremble slowly again. While trembling, he tried to straighten his body, and then stood up...
"Ahhh...!!" Rody raised his head and let out a series of loud roars, finally clenching his two fists tightly. The golden fighting spirit that had dimmed and disappeared suddenly burst out.
"How could he... what is this??" The saint in gray couldn't help but exclaimed.
The golden fighting spirit on Roddy's body suddenly changed!
His blond hair grew instantly like summer weeds, and the golden flame-like fighting spirit on his body was faintly... a bit... a bit black?
Although he was not bound by any actual iron chains, several short cracking sounds were clearly heard in other people's ears!
With Roddy as the center, the flame-like fighting spirit on his body instantly rose to several meters high, and then suddenly began to shrink! Faintly, it was as if a huge light group quickly shrank into an extremely dazzling light spot...
"No!" Fielding's heart moved, and he subconsciously thrust the sword in his hand into the ground. Then he grabbed the hilt of the sword with one hand and put the other hand across his face...
That dazzling light spot flashed violently twice...
The people on the wall of Thunder City, Siege and others thousands of steps away, the saint in gray in the sky, and the people in the Roland coalition camp in the distance all saw this scene at the same time...
Just like blowing up a balloon, the light spot instantly expanded into a huge ball of light.
The air waves on the ground formed an arc shape and spread out in all directions, and then there was a loud bang. The ball of light seemed to be carrying countless electric sparks. Roddy stood there with his hands open... Finally... that huge ball The incomparable light ball exploded...
After countless crisp sounds, it seemed as if something broke the glass, and the invisible wall in front of Sieg that originally blocked them cracked like crystal...
The magicians who were casting spells in the sky didn't have time to get out of the way, and they all fell down with blood spurting out...
The saint in gray clasped his hands in front of his chest, and his body was wrapped in a ball of holy aura, protecting himself in the middle...
The huge air wave lifted up Sieg and the others one after another, blowing them to pieces like leaves in a strong wind. However, Rody's horse Garros had already run away and was also violently rushed from behind. The air wave overturned and then swept away far away...
Fielding was closest to Roddy. His cloak was lifted straight by the strong wind, and his body was arched hard, like a solid rock in the frenzy, but his body was trembling slightly...
The rain in the dark clouds in the sky had long since stopped, but the dark clouds were getting lower and lower. After the last roar, a tornado several meters wide fell from the sky, wrapping the figures of Rody and Fielding in the middle...
The people on the city wall and in the military camp were stunned. Tiger, the commander of the Roland coalition, stared at the huge black and thick tornado column falling from the sky with his eyes wide open and his mouth wide. He murmured in a voice that only he could hear: "That guy... he is really not a human being." ?"
"Let's go!"
After a shout that resounded throughout the world, Rody opened his hands, and the phoenix covering him suddenly turned into black mist, which quickly dissipated...
All the dark clouds in the sky had long since dissipated, and the sun shone down, instantly changing from extremely gloomy to bright sunshine. Everyone couldn't help but feel like they had seen a "miracle" in their hearts.
Sieg and his men were scattered around in pieces. Some of them were injured after falling. They were all lying on the ground. When they heard that the surroundings gradually became quiet, they slowly raised their heads.
Rody was already standing there, but the dragon printed on his chest seemed to have disappeared. Rody stood there, his body straight, his eyes seemed a little dazed. He stretched out a hand, looked at it carefully, and then clenched his fist.
"This feeling... seems a bit strange..." Rodin Nannan said to himself, "It seems that there is something different about it."
Fielding finally stood up straight and looked at Roddy not far away in surprise, only to see that his back was turned to him. The wound on his foot had long since healed, and his golden hair had grown to The waist was long and draped behind him.
Rody looked at his fist, then slowly opened it again, and whispered: "It seems like this?"
He reached out casually and heard a whooshing sound. The Dragon Tooth Sword that had fallen far away on the ground quickly shot into his hand, and then he grabbed the hilt.
Rody took a deep breath, finally turned around and looked at Fielding again.
"Are you... okay?" Fielding couldn't help but exclaimed, "Then, the 'God-killing Bow' should be something you can't crack at all!"
Rody shook his head: "It is indeed impossible to crack... So that arrow was not cracked by me... maybe it was... God's intention."
Fielding looked like.
What does God mean
He stared blankly at the Tulip Duke in front of him, always feeling that there seemed to be something different about him - but from the outside, his hair was just a little longer, but his aura and the power fluctuations revealed were no different... But why... Does it feel so wrong
"Maybe there are really rules..." Rodin Nannan said to himself, "I became the Tulip Duke, and Mr. Qiu gave me a seed of power. I turned into a dragon again, and finally relied on these, I escaped this disaster again today... Is it really God’s will?”
He couldn't help but raise his head and look at the sky.
In the sky, the white ball of light spread out by the gray-clothed saint had already been put away, and he stared at Roddy on the ground with wide eyes.
"Hey!" Rody suddenly shouted loudly, "It was you who was plotting against me secretly just now, wasn't it?"
Without waiting for the gray-clothed saint to reply, Rody shouted coldly: "The words 'eternal silence, eternal disappearance and end' just now... were you the ones who said that?"
Roddy shouted again: "You are wrong! There is no so-called 'eternal end' in this world!"
"You... what are you talking about? What is it?" the saint in gray said in a long voice.
Rody smiled coldly: "Even if there is an 'eternal end', I can break it with my own hands."
Before he finished speaking, his hand holding the sword suddenly raised...
A golden sharp arrow pierced the sky, and the gray-clothed saint suddenly shook his body. The dragon tooth sword in Rody's hand had pierced his body fiercely! !
The gray-clothed saint's eyes widened, and he looked at the sword inserted in his chest in surprise, as if he had seen the most incredible thing in the world. Then blood foam slowly emerged from his mouth, and he said intermittently: "Why? , how could it be possible..."
Black flames suddenly appeared from the sword, and the flames spread along the sword body to the body of the gray-clothed saint, and then quickly, his body was swallowed up in the flames and burned up... That was hell The fire burned him to ashes in a moment... No... not even ashes were left... A person just disappeared completely!
Only the giant dragon tooth sword was left in the sky. The sword fell from the sky and landed on the ground, firmly inserted into the ground between Rody and Fielding.
"Qiang!"
Fielding stared blankly at the sword inserted in front of him, and looked up at the empty sky as if instinctively...
Nothing is left!
There is nothing... not even a bit of ashes, a bit of dust, or a bit of dregs left!
"You...you killed him?" Fielding seemed to squeeze out such words from his throat.
Roddy glanced at Fielding coldly, raised his chin slightly, and his eyes seemed to be narrowed, but the gaze revealed contained a cold murderous look.
I don’t know why, with that kind of gaze on him, Fielding subconsciously took a step back!
"What I hate the most is people hiding in secret and plotting against me! I've always hated it!" Roddy looked at Fielding and said coldly.
In the palace, Andy suddenly sat down, and his body seemed to relax completely...or it couldn't be said to be relaxed, but simply softened.
Andy's face was a little pale, there was sweat on his forehead, but the expression on his face was a little solemn, and his breathing was a little short.
Tian Lie next to him had a face full of anxiety. He couldn't help but jump over and shouted loudly: "Old Skull, what did you see when you arrived? Tell me quickly. I'm so anxious!"
After saying that, he actually kicked Andy with his leg without any politeness.
Andy opened his eyes, glanced at him sideways, and then sighed. His eyes were a little complicated, and he didn't know whether it was surprise, worry, or something else.
"What the hell! Why did you suddenly turn into a boring gourd?" Tian Lie scratched his head and scratched his head, wishing he could pinch Andy's neck to make him speak quickly.
Andy smiled, but his smile was not relaxed at all: "Okay, that kid is fine... He's fine for the time being."
"oh?"
Andy nodded: "It's indeed okay. It was the dragon in his body that saved his life this time."
After a pause, his eyes seemed a little strange: "The dragon on his chest has disappeared. In other words, this time it really started to merge with him... Fatty..."
The smile on the corner of his mouth was a little weird: "You know what I just saw... Well, no, I should say it was an experience... What happened? That is a scene that is rare in thousands of years... "
Tian Lie was almost about to pounce on him, but when he saw Andy's expression was really serious, he held back and frowned, "What on earth is it?"
"Dragon Transformation!" Andy's voice was short, "It's the Divine Dragon Transformation! This is not the dragon transformation of the fake dragon clan created by the big snake... It's the real Dragon Transformation! It's the 'Dragon Transformation' of the real demon dragon. !”
Sighing, Andy continued... "That boy actually went through the first transformation of Shenlong. I really don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing."