On the surface, it seemed that after killing those dragon minions and breaking out of the encirclement, Fang Plover temporarily got a chance to breathe.

But people only breathed a sigh of relief, but there was still a stone hanging in their hearts. They saw Fang Plover heading north, but that direction was getting further and further away from the only way to leave the island. The fifth Bridge of Light was getting farther and farther ahead.

Although there are no enemies, there is no way out.

There was only an empty pyramid group, and a lonely cliff behind it. Thousands of feet below, there was a sea of ​​blazing golden lava, which reflected the underground kingdom in red.

More and more dragon minions are pouring into this area, like a black tide surrounding them from all directions. This last corner is like an isolated land on a slope when the tide rises, being continuously eroded by the surrounding black water until it is only

There is only a little bit of land left.

In the past, every time Fang Plover avoided its pursuers, people would let out a low sigh.

But the cheers gradually died away.

The crowd became silent little by little.

People couldn't help but have the thought that a miracle might never happen again. Because killing a few dragon minions was a completely different concept from finding a way out of this tight siege.

They saw Fang Plover walking through an ancient holy temple, slowing down his pace, and came to the edge of the cliff. The golden lava below was flowing slowly, making the mask on the young man's face shine.

Ahead is a broken bridge.

Fang Yu silently watched as only the ruins of the bridge were left in the lava. Its bridge deck had completely collapsed, and only a few lonely pillars of different lengths were still standing in this golden-red field.

In the ocean.

He believed that this bridge was opposite to the lone bridge on the other side of the pyramid fortress in the distance. Their shapes were so similar that even if only a few pillars remained, its original continuous arch structure could be seen.

Presumably, a thousand years ago, the Sinsus snake people built this pyramid fortress on top of this abyss, and these two bridges, as well as the bridges of different sizes outside, connected the core area of ​​the temple with this ruins.

connect together.

But the passage of time has caused these bridges to collapse and disappear one by one, and their owners have been lost in the past of thousands of years. Only this quiet, lonely ruin is left, waiting for its thousands of visitors.

Sophie's voice came from the channel: "Char, there is news from Akane that they have arrived on the other side of the Light Bridge."

Dianmoyanqingzhu also sent a message: "Boss, we are here, come here quickly, the light bridge is dimming..."

"Mr. Xia Ya, the light bridge still lasts for one minute, fifty-nine seconds, fifty-eight seconds." The tone of the military personnel was also full of urgency.

"There is no need to report." Fang Yu replied.

The communication channel was silent.

"Char...?" Sophie asked in surprise.

The silver mask covered most of Fang Plover's face, leaving only his sparkling eyes. He took a deep breath and replied with some confidence: "Don't worry, I'll be there soon."

But no one knows where his confidence comes from.

This gentle reply was heard by everyone.

At the end of the field of vision, countless dragon minions were pouring into the temple.

They poured into the hall and immediately surrounded Fang Plover, while a dark dragon descended from the sky, flapped its wings and landed on the square outside. It raised its head and looked at him condescendingly with seven golden pupils. The greed and fanaticism inside it

It's not covered up.

At that moment, Fang Yu seemed to hear a voice screaming crazily in his mind:

"The Glory of Blue"

That's not the language of dragons.

He subconsciously took a step back, and as if taking this action as a trigger, the surrounding dragon minions rushed forward with a low roar.

Time seems to have stopped at this moment.

Fang Yu subconsciously asked the capable angel to stand in front of him.

But it was at this time that a low tremor once again came from the center of Fenris. When it came to the ruins near the surface, it had evolved into a violent lateral shaking. Fang Plover was preparing to avoid the dragon.

The minions attacked, but he was caught off guard and crashed into the altar on the side.

But no one could laugh at this scene.

After a crisp cracking sound, Fang Plover felt something break under his feet. The ground of the entire temple began to tilt, slowly tilting towards the sea of ​​lava flowing below, and the sea of ​​blazing golden light sloping into the temple.

The moon, sun and stars are painted on the ground, which is the ancient aesthetic style of the Sinsas snake people. The lines of brown clay are embedded in the obsidian floor, which is somewhat abstract.

Fang Yu felt dizzy from the collision. He never expected such a scene, but he reacted quickly. He immediately grabbed the altar on the side, and at the same time, he let the angel's feet go down and insert them into the ground to prevent it from falling.

Into the lava.

The dragon minions that flew over were not so lucky. They lost their footing and fell from Fang Plover. They let out a panicked scream and flapped their wings in an attempt to change their situation.

But the holy temple was collapsing, and the cracked bricks were flying down. Some of them hit the pillars and changed direction. The dragon's minions were unable to dodge and were hit hard.

They suddenly lost control, spinning and falling into the golden sea below, turning into a ball of fire in the blink of an eye.

The shaking is still increasing.

Fang Plover's situation wasn't much better. The temple seemed to be splitting in two from the center. A long crack also appeared in the square in the distance. Only then did he see clearly that the entire rock pillar below was crumbling.

.

The dark dragon could no longer stand, so it had no choice but to fly into the sky again, watching helplessly as its servants fell into the golden lava one after another, letting out an angry scream.

Its anger does not come from the loss of minions.

Instead, it ordered its servants to quickly catch that damn human and find the Cang Zhihui.

Under the glare of the dark dragon, the dragon's minions came one after another. When the temple collapsed and tilted, they still rushed in this direction without knowing whether to live or die. Although they themselves suffered greater losses, they also caused a lot of damage to the other plover.

trouble.

At this moment, no matter whether it is in the emergency command center, on the King's Square, or in the Longhorn Hall, everyone is watching this scene nervously.

They all clenched their fists involuntarily.

On the one hand, the dark dragons and their minions are pressing forward step by step, and on the other hand, even the isolated island they are based on is disintegrating.

The violent vibrations in Fenris seemed to have also affected the etheric realm. After the light bridge in the distance flickered for a moment, it actually disappeared almost half a minute early.

The disappearance of the light bridge was more like the extinguishing of hope in everyone's hearts at this moment. Although they knew that whether the light bridge survived or not had little to do with it, Fang Plover did not have much to do with it, but the loss in their hearts was indescribable.

People couldn't figure out how Fang Plover could escape from this desperate situation.

But within the emergency command center, only Silver Wislan's president had a flash of light in his eyes. He suddenly spoke to Fang Plover: "Xia Ya, behind you!"

When Fang Yu heard this, he glanced in that direction, and couldn't help but secretly sighed. He was indeed the president of Silver Vislan, and he knew everything about his family. He nodded vigorously. In fact, he had already thought of this escape route in his heart, and was facing the other party.

coincidentally

It's just that the current situation made him somewhat unexpected.

He used all his strength to avoid the dragon's claws that were rushing toward him, and then he used all his strength to pounce forward. He hugged his angelic waist with one hand, pointed in that direction with his right hand, and the two magic buoys circled around each other.

The angle of one hundred and twenty degrees activates the flashing ability.

Amid the violent shaking, it was difficult to locate the plover. This flickering was more or less due to luck.

But in everyone's eyes, he and the capable angel disappeared from the surroundings of the dragon's minions, and the next moment they appeared on the edge of the cliff.

Fortunately, it wasn't too much. Fang Yu glanced at the distance between him and the cliff, which was only two or three steps away. The flowing lava seemed to be right under his nose. He wiped a cold sweat, but there was no time left for him to rejoice.

Not much, in a moment, the capable angel disappeared again.

And when it appeared again, it was already in mid-air above the sea of ​​lava.

The Archangel does not have the ability to fly, and it fell down almost immediately.

Many people couldn't help but subconsciously exclaimed when they saw this scene.

There is lava spreading down there, and the temperature is thousands of degrees.

However, several presidents and vice-presidents in the emergency command center have understood Fang Yu's thoughts, and their eyes can't help but have a strange light. This idea is not unprecedented, but it is also too much.

A bit extreme.

Fang Plover gritted his teeth and hugged his flexible structure, completing the next command in just a few tenths of a second.

Flashes again.

The direction in which he appeared was just as these people expected, one hundred feet in front of the previous flash, which was the limit distance of the flash.

Then there is a series of flashes.

It was like a silver thread was woven on the golden ocean, slowly connecting to the direction of the pyramid fortress on the other end of the cliff, but it only seemed slow. In fact, the interval between each flash was extremely short.

In the Grand Palace, the nobles and the current little princesses were completely stunned.

Even Sophie couldn't help but open her mouth slightly.

Of course she knew how calm and calm it was to complete this series of instructions in such an extreme situation. As long as she made one or two mistakes, the other party might not have the chance to start again, and could only watch her fall straight into the magma below.

in the sea.

But so far Fang Plover has not made a single mistake, and the interval between each of his flashes seems to be shortening, which means that the other party is becoming more and more proficient.

"How did he do it..."

The silver line has reached the center of the sea of ​​lava.
To be continued...