Fang Zhu nodded.

"Then it's time to talk to me about this magic circle," Minmeer said: "I am your collaborator. Maybe we come from different forces, but we have common interests at the moment. If you have any ideas, I'll help you analyze it?"

Fang Rong glanced at the guy: "It's not that I don't want to tell you, but I can't be sure of some things myself, but if Naga came for this magic circle, we must unravel the secret of this magic circle before them."

"We're going to tear down here?" Minmeer asked.

"No," Fang Yu shook his head firmly: "I guess the real secret is in the core part of this magic circle. These Nagas may be looking for that place. They also seem to be a little worried, otherwise there is no need to delay the people in the Sword Court."

"I guess..." he pondered: "They were worried that the people in the Sword-holding Court had some means to enter this place, so they had to first master a crucial node in the magic circle before that."

Minmill suddenly realized something when he heard his description: "So you found, that node?"

Fang Yu looked at the other party and nodded slowly. If he had not determined the core of the magic circle from the beginning, how could he be confident that everyone in the Seven Seas Brigade would enter this place?

How could he do useless work when he made all the preparations on the upper floor of the ruins, the clockwork fairies he consumed, and the terrain map of the underground? From the moment he realized that the magic circle existed, he was actually preparing everything.

Minmeer's eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked at Fang Ling with an extremely strange look: "I now understand where your reputation comes from, so where is that place?"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! "We have been on the right route," Fang Yu replied: "But there are probably some twists and turns to reach that location. It's not just to be careful of Naga. Haven't you noticed that there are more and more dragon hunters along the way?"

"Just leave it to me," Minmir was full of confidence and boasted: "It's just a pile of rags, those Nagas are nothing. Even the maid of Narsuyan can't pass two moves, as long as you don't face the Naga God head-on."

Fang Zhu nodded.

...

As we entered the depths of the ruins, the obstacles we encountered became significantly more and more. Of course, there were more than just Fang Zhu and a few people who felt this.

Dalier and his group were passing through this empty hall. Everything in the dusty space seemed to be silent in a stagnant time. Rows of dusty dragon hunters, only the red light flashing in the visual module continued to dim.

Cui Xisi maintained her "sea blue", but she had already sweated profusely, and her wet hair was pressed against her forehead softly, even her face looked a little pale, but the girl bit her lips tightly and said nothing. Dalier beside her looked at the scene with some concern.

Miss Catman turned around and signaled Alisa next to her with her eyes.

"Miss Choi Shis," Silvede said softly: "Actually we don't need to be so anxious, we can stop and take a break."

Cui Xisi put down her hand, pursed her lips and calmed her breath for a while, then shook her head: "I can only cut off the connection between them and this barrier in a short time. If we stop for too long, the dragon hunter behind will catch up."

She looked at the others, "I know Miss Dalier and Alissa are great, but if we chose to kill in from the beginning, there might be a chance, but I sealed so many dragon hunters once they wake up and rush over, we don't have a chance."

Cui Xisi shook her head: "I'm sorry, this is all my mistake."

"It's not your business," said Alissa. "This is what we agreed upon. Go and meet Ed as soon as possible. You can't just turn the blame on you just because you are in a dilemma. Let me make a decision, stop and rest. If something goes wrong, I have four full resurrections-"

"I can do it too," Dalier interrupted, "Don't look at me like this. I'm temporarily staying on the Seven Seas Traveler, but this is my duty. Staying behind the rear is nothing to the Templars, and this is not the first time I've done this."

After hearing the two of them, Cui Xisi was a little silent - whoever decides will take responsibility, at least in the case of the usual rules of the elite team of the Sacrament Guild. If the responsibility can be shirked, it means that no one has to be responsible for failure.

But I have to say that such pressure often makes her feel unbearable. She just got used to it a little numbly because she had too many expectations and wishes. But until now, she realized that she was unwilling to object, so she nodded silently.

Cui Xisi felt a little weak for the first time.

She didn't know if she should fight, but she had to say that this weakness seemed to be pretty good...

Adni looked at the three of them. She was just a caster, without any combat power, and could not help under such conditions. She might have seen this magic circle before, but she didn't know the principle. After all, she was not an alchemist.

What's more, what my father left behind in the past and everything he saw here is not worth mentioning at all. It's hard for her to imagine that her father built all this for the rest of her life. Could this magic circle be regarded as the pride he left behind?

Is this magnificent ruin really a masterpiece completed under coercion?

Why did he agree to the pirate king's request?

She sat down beside her, and was a little confused for a moment.

Only Tianlan seemed a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry..." She couldn't help but say, for the first time, she felt that if she had worked harder on her daily life, everyone might not have fallen into such a situation now.

Now that I think about it, Brother Ed asked her to join the team, it was not so much to expect her to play a role, but rather to let Alissa, Dalier and Silvede take care of her. She had no ability, and she would have stayed on the boat if she had known it.

"Do you know now?" Alizabeth glanced at the little girl.

"I'm sorry..."

"Forget it," Miss Nightingale shook her head, "It's not a matter of being stronger overnight. You have these insights now, but maybe you will forget it in a while. Just take good care of the logistics work on the ship, which will be of great help to us."

"real?"

"It's almost the same," Alisa nodded, "Or you'd still feel guilty. If you meet monsters later, you'll find a way to hold them back, which will be considered a bit of your remaining energy."

The poet's lady stared at the latter wide, as if she had heard a terrible story.

Silvede looked at the two of them and couldn't help but smile. He walked quietly aside alone, releasing his elemental perception - the blessing from the elemental monarch quickly spreading in all directions like a spider web.

But suddenly, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she subconsciously looked in one direction. There was a layer of dust floating in the shadow there, but suddenly, a huge shadow appeared from that place-

But that's not a dragon hunter.

But a tall, extremely gorgeous, and extremely beautiful woman. Her shadow seemed to cover everything, causing the whole world to fall into darkness, and looking down at the girl below in that shadow.

The tenderness in those eyes seemed to contain the whole world.

Like a mother, staring at her daughter, only with eight round arms—

With the slender hands and fingertips of the fingertips holding a dazzling diamond, the dazzling structure inside the diamond seemed to attract all the gaze of the world and indulge in it.

No more wake up.

The lady's face lost all the blood on her face and was turning pale. She subconsciously wanted to turn around to remind everyone, but she was so scared that she couldn't help but make some unconscious and giggling sounds in her throat.

But in a moment, Silweid's consciousness still overwhelmed her fear, making her come over with a clear light, as if she was whispering the final warning to others:

"Quick…escape…"

That is a god.

The Most Holy of Darkness.

The daughter of the storm, the mother of the violent sea, the master of the vortex, and the supreme god of the Nagas - Narsuyan, was staring at the girl with her gentle eyes, and quietly speaking with her own phantom:

"You're special."

"Want to be my daughter?"
Chapter completed!