Mere speculation is of no use. After waking up from the endless illusion, Joshua finally regained his normal thinking ability. He shook his head and shook away the dust that fell on his body due to the broken carriage. Yaya simply fell into deep thought regardless of the looks of the crowd around him or the several golden experts who were rapidly approaching.
Just now, when he used the Azure Orb, combined with the power of order in his body, to clear away the weird and inexplicable curse of chaos, it seemed that through the [Fire] skill that he still didn't know what it had, he aroused the power hidden deep in the orb. the power of.
The power of order, which was far beyond what he possessed and could control, surged like a violent wave, easily purifying and eliminating the evil fluctuations that Joshua could not expel, leaving no trace left.
Whose power is it
In fact, at this point, it is not difficult to guess.
Because the original name of the Azure Orb is [The Azure Orb inherited by the Sages].
Without thinking, you can clearly know that the power that helped Joshua easily erase the curse just now, as if wiping away a trace of dust with a rag, must be the remnant left by the sage in the past. It is usually silent in the depths of the orb. , but once it encounters the power of the Chaos side and meets sufficient conditions, it will begin to activate and fight against it.
"So, that figure, could it be..."
Thinking of this, Joshua couldn't help but look solemn. He thought of a reasonable but extremely incredible possibility - the soldier murmured in disbelief: "Could he be a sage?"
Is that pure white figure shrouded in white light, as if it were the incarnation of order, the afterimage of the sage
Although it is a question, in fact, with a little recall, this is already obvious. Joshua can be sure that the sketched figure composed of black lines and white background is more than 90% that of a sage. The shadow of the child, and the strange pastoral scene that appeared after that, may even be the childhood that the sage once experienced, belonging to the peaceful era of the previous era.
Come to think of it, only sages can possess such terrifying power. Just by looking at it, they can easily defeat the curse of chaos, and they can destroy all uncleanness just by their own existence.
While Joshua was still sighing and had no time to think carefully about what those illusory worlds represented before, on the street in the distance, two figures quickly squeezed through the noisy crowd of onlookers, and then ran quickly in the direction of Joshua. After coming, and noticing this, Joshua turned his head slightly and looked this way.
His two weapons came into view of the warrior.
The silver-haired girl and the black-haired boy stood in front of Joshua. After a fast run, they looked a little out of breath.
Logically speaking, just such a short journey would not make the two divine machines feel tired, but the extremely nervous mood was the reason for consuming their energy. After seeing that Joshua was intact and had not suffered any damage or harm, Finally, the big stone that had been floating in the hearts of the two people was finally put down. Lin sighed slightly and straightened out the scattered hair. He wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, his mouth trembled slightly, not knowing what he was talking about, while Ying She took a step forward, held the warrior's hand, and pressed her cold white hand on the broad palm. She looked extremely worried and said: "Master, are you really okay?"
The girl's long silver hair fell loosely on her shoulders. Seeing that both of them were so worried about her, Joshua couldn't help but trembled in his heart. He was sincerely moved. He stretched out one hand and straightened the silver-haired girl's loose hair. Then he touched her little head and said in response to her soft protest: "It's nothing, thank you for your concern."
Although this sentence is a bit exaggerated, it is indeed true. Although the Chaos Curse was so easily exterminated this time by the power of the saints left in the Azure Orb, Joshua was not without means. In fact, he You can suppress this curse with your own strength alone, but you have to pay the price of losing a lot of strength.
The price is indeed a bit high, but with time, he can naturally find various means to slowly solve the problem. If it doesn't work, he can also go back to Moldavia to find Loranda and ask His Majesty the Pope to give him a blessing, even if this doesn't work The curse came from the evil god, but such a small trace could easily be erased, let alone the blessing of a legendary cleric, the Pope.
"Your master is not that fragile yet."
Thinking of this, he added another sentence.
But Ying did not feel reassured by this empty comfort. After sighing, the silver-haired girl recalled the fear she had felt before - while walking slowly on the road, the two people's psychic powers There was a sudden shock in the body, and the core that maintained life also showed signs of collapse - you know, the life of the divine machine is connected with their master. Unless both parties cancel the contract, otherwise, the day the master dies, the weapon will break. .
This situation happened for no reason. There was only one possibility for Shenji, and that was that his master was seriously injured or even about to die.
At this moment, both Ying and Lin seemed to see the countdown to their own death.
But the magical girl was not worried about her own death. At that time, the only thing Ying thought about was Joshua's safety. Although the situation should have stabilized later, she was still extremely worried and hurried along with Rin. Come back.
Regarding Ying's worries, Joshua didn't take it seriously at first. He had experienced this type of danger many times, and this time it was just that he was relatively close to death. It was not a big deal. But then the soldier felt a trace of it. wrong.
Because his hands seemed to be wet with something.
There was no sound, but he felt his hands loosen and his waist tighten again. Joshua, who was hugged tightly, opened his mouth slightly. He looked at the top of Ying's head with complicated eyes, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't know what he should say. What can I say? Gradually, there are some traces of wetness on the waist.
Embarrassed, he turned his eyes and accidentally met Rin's eyes. The eyes of the black-haired boy standing aside were also a little moist, and his eyes were full of worry. This kind of emotion was so unfamiliar to the warrior.
Sighing silently, Joshua didn't know what he felt in his heart.
As a strong man, the existence of a warrior has always been the confidence of others and the guarantee of others' safety. He has never needed other people's care, and no one will worry about his safety, because his name is Qiao Xiu. Ya is an invincible existence.
Just as no one is worried about whether a mountain will collapse, naturally no one is worried about Joshua's safety.
But this time, he unexpectedly experienced the feeling of being cared for.
I have to say, this feeling is not bad.
One hand gently patted Ying's back, and the silver-haired girl still hugged Joshua tightly on her waist. In desperation, Joshua and Rin could only look at each other and smile, feeling a little warm and warm. Inexplicable anger welled up in his heart.
Taking a deep breath, Joshua turned his head and looked south. His eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the void, and the light in them gradually became colder.
"Ying..."
He murmured, the warrior's voice was a little low, as if suppressing his anger, he raised his head, deep anger jumping in his pupils.
Just as mountains are compared with others, strong people will naturally encounter countless challenges. Joshua has long been accustomed to a life of being assassinated, attacked, and challenged, and he even enjoys it, but this time it is different. .
It's really too much.
There was some commotion in the streets of the Ural Fortress. Under the leadership of a heavy-armored swordsman, a large group of city guards came here. They appeased the people and rectified the public order. After issuing a series of instructions, the heavy-armored swordsman Then he walked straight towards where Joshua was.
On the other side, weird time and space fluctuations came. When it ended, a mage wearing a traditional magic robe appeared at the node where time and space were originally distorted. After looking around to determine the general environment, the teleported man The golden mage who came also walked towards the front where Joshua was.
In addition, there was the Archbishop and his knights who had arrived at the other end of the street.
These leaders all have powerful gold-level auras on their bodies, and people with this aura are constantly coming from all over the fortress.
The powerful power of order that broke through the sky just now made everyone feel extremely shocked. Many people felt that this was an abnormality caused by ancient treasures about to appear in the world, but the real strong people knew that it was sacred and inviolable. The powerful power of pondering comes from the power of a strong man.
They originally wanted to walk together in the direction of Joshua, but they were stopped by the soldiers.
Patting Ying's little head, the silver-haired girl with some red eyes stood aside. Joshua did not turn his head to look at the golden warriors behind him, but closed his eyes and felt the infinite energy particles around him. information contained.
The heavy-armored swordsman may have thought that Joshua had not noticed their presence and wanted to step forward to say hello, but a voice came directly from the warrior's position: "Wait a minute."
When he said this, Joshua seemed to have found something. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a ferocious smile: "Ha, it's true that it's here, it's not completely closed yet."
Previously, the power of the curse came across the air, ignored the distance, and entered directly into his body. This was using the power of space. After that, the power of order possessed by the sage followed the passage of the curse power and simply and neatly He pushed back and even expanded the tiny passage to the point where the warriors could discover it.
And that's enough.
Stretching out his right hand, fighting energy was burning on it. The red fire light flowed, and then gradually turned into dark fluctuations. Joshua targeted a certain place in the void, and then punched out suddenly - suddenly, there was a slight shock. The blue light lit up, and the unsealed space-time channel was opened again by brute force.
"You idiots over there, you need a lesson in blood."
And in the far south, deep in the island.
"That power of holy light just now..."
Purified by the ultra-high-intensity holy light, the two demon-blood dragons, whose blood and strength were crippled, struggled to get up. They could not tell the difference between the holy light and the power of order, both of which originated from the saints. The power of the two is different in details. The Holy Light is more functional, while the Power of Order is purer and can derive countless special abilities according to the needs of its owner.
Take Joshua's purification, for example. According to Pope Eagle, the warrior's ability to recover by killing chaotic creatures is unique even in the entire Church of the Seven Gods. This is almost a natural fighting ability.
But this kind of monster didn't know this problem. After escaping with its life, a certain demon-blood dragon seemed to be trying to divert the severe pain in its body. It gasped and said with some fear: "That kind of power Could it be that the Holy Light of the Seven Gods was taken by the Pope?"
In its opinion, only Pope Eagle has such terrifying power.
But its companions scoffed at this speculation: "How is it possible that the Holy Mountain of Yuanhai is now surrounded by five nine-headed sea dragons, and there are two dragon kings wandering nearby? Even if the Pope can protect the safety of the Holy Mountain for a while, , but it is absolutely impossible to have any spare power to help the human being on the other side of the continent!"
In fact, there are still some words that have not been hidden deep in the heart of this giant dragon and have not been spoken.
Regarding the curse, it actually regretted it in its heart. Originally, this was just an ordinary dragon slayer. There was no need to go to such trouble to guide the power of the evil god to curse. It was just a nominal assassination. Why bother? .
But there was no way. This human slaughtered the entire white dragon's nest. He even brought the dragon eggs back to his territory, preparing to hatch them and then enslave their descendants.
This is no longer the hatred of one dragon or the white dragon. This is a war related to the dignity of the entire five-color dragon clan. That damn warrior has made a declaration of war, so they must respond.
Otherwise, where is the majesty of the Dragon Clan
"Unfortunately, this is the wrong choice..."
Leaning against the stone wall that had been completely purified and no longer smelled of evil, the sighing demon-blood dragon finally managed to stand up with its own strength. It even turned back and stretched out its hand to help its companion stand up.
After the two dragons rested for a period of time, they prepared to leave the sacrificial hall. All the ritual tools in the hall were completely purified by the tyrannical force of order across the space, and there was no longer any possibility of use.
Even though they would definitely be blamed or even scolded by the dragon clan elders for this in the future, they were still grateful for the fact that they were alive.
However, the good times did not last long. Just as the two dragons were about to leave the sacrificial hall, a small blue door appeared out of thin air and opened in front of them.
And a hand reaches out from it. .
This is a human hand, strong and powerful, with enough strength guaranteed. The joints on it are clear, the veins are clearly visible, and the power of destruction is bred in the blood vessels.
This hand was clenched into a fist, and it was wrapped with terrifying power that turned from red to black. There were countless shadows of warcraft and monsters hidden in the black mist. They were wailing and struggling in it, but they would never rest.
Seeing this fluctuation that seemed to represent death and killing intent, the two giant dragons suddenly felt heartfelt fear. They struggled to retreat, as if they wanted to avoid it.
And a sonorous male voice, like steel chiming across the space, came across.
"Die, monster."
(End of chapter)