"Mr. Knight, this world has changed."

In fact, before Miss Tata's voice could be heard, Fang Ling had detected the changes in the world's laws through the supervisor. The numbers densely spread in the retina were increasing, and the ether nodes were lit up one after another, filling this originally empty and empty shadow world.

It seemed as if a power that was incomprehensible was breaking through the world barrier and descending into this world with endless pressure. And the chaotic power of ether seemed to have shown where the uninvited guest came from.

Fang Zhu actually guessed the identity of the giant creature - Descartes' divine power, from the dead world, passing through the Sea of ​​Ether and entering this passage.

It and the material world, all that is left is this last layer of diaphragm.

And Afeifa, who was in black on the steps, finally spoke to them softly: "Mr. Ed, do you really think you can stop me?"

Her words were filled with a bitter cold wind, sweeping over the square, the stone slabs and stone steps, and creaking up a layer of white frost; at that moment, the trees solidified, and the branches and leaves instantly condensed under a thick layer of ice.

The courtyard, which was as warm as spring a moment ago, fell into the dead silence of all things in a flash.

Ye Hua let out a breath and turned to look at him, "Why did she keep talking to you? Logically speaking, I should be more famous than you?"

Fang Yu scratched her head, feeling embarrassed to say that he was his little fan. Even after transforming into Descartes, he seemed to have inherited part of her memory?

The eldest princess held the sword in both hands and looked at the two of them silently. She was still immersed in depression and couldn't extricate herself for a while, but these sage elected people were indeed out of place in her perception. At this time, they were still entangled in these trivialities?

But the easing atmosphere still touched her. Rupert touched the corner of his mouth with his cold iron gloves, and unexpectedly found that he actually smiled and relaxed a little.

Ye Hua and Fang Zhu's understatement seemed to anger the girl in black on the steps of the temple. She closed her mouth gently, her mouth pursed into a straight line, and raised her right hand, "Go up," she said, "My servants, go teach them a lesson."

The blind followers crawling on the steps twisted unnaturally, and dark tentacles surged from under their robes. They looked at the tentacles and screamed in fear.

But their gods obviously did not give them much room for negotiation. The tentacles swallowed these people in one go, wriggling and growing up. From the gaps of the tentacles, the monster's sharp claws and fangs stretched out.

Fang Zhu generally recognized that those who looked like servants of blood, but the things that the blind followers transformed with alchemy were simply slim compared to them. These hideous monsters were making low howlings and walked towards them step by step.

Fang Yu looked at the level of that?, and his mentality was roughly the same. He took a breath and turned to look at Ye Hua, and asked in a low voice: "Ye Shen, can you see their level?"

"If I were outside, my advice to you now is to lie down and wait for death," Ye Hua took off his longbow and replied softly: "These are evil spirits, second-level deifications, put them outside, I can deal with about three of them alone-"

What is secondary deification?

For the first time, Fang Rong couldn't help but feel deeply ignorant. He roughly understood that the level division of the second world was not the same as the first world, and he also knew the five-level division between the top candidates.

But I have never heard of such a saying as a second-level deification.

But he was embarrassed to ask. Anyway, he probably understood the other party's meaning, and it didn't matter if he couldn't. In short, the equations like three monsters are equal to one Ye Hua can be established.

In short, in the face of such things, he, a young newbie of more than 20 years, could not even be qualified as cannon fodder outside. He wanted to use the word cannon fodder, and only one gray was left.

"But in this world," Ye Hua's words turned, his eyes also fell on him, "You are the main force, you have to deal with three-quarters of the things here."

"Okay," Fang Yu nodded quickly, but immediately realized that something was wrong, "No, wait, Master Ye Hua, I just saw at least a hundred blind followers. If they all turned into such monsters...!"

"More than one hundred, the calculation is good."

"no."

"Why do you say no?" Ye Hua pushed him out, "Go to protect His Highness the Princess, be a man who should do. You are a warrior, I am an archer, you can't always let me stand up?"

No, when did I become a warrior?

Fang Yu had a hundred questions in his heart, but he saw Princess Rupert rushing up with his sword in the bitter wind and snow, and could not say more, so he had to turn around, wave the remaining left hand, and follow him with a sway.

A giant foot was taking a heroic step from behind, surpassing him, and stepped into the flying snowflakes in front of him with a loud bang. With a long whistle, the tall component punched the monster in front.

Fang Zhuya bit his collar and stretched his left hand with force. The shocker hit the monster's chest with a huge white steam fist, knocking it away and falling into the snow pile.

A shaking ripples in the air rippled from the center of the Earthquake's fist, causing the monsters on both sides to fall down. The Judgmenter Ta'an and the Imperial Blade, one on the left and one on the right, held a giant sword in his hand and cut into the enemy formation.

The wind and snow were flying on the open square, as if two armies, one black and one white, were strangled together. Although there were only three people on one side, the seven structures already had the spirit of a thousand troops.

In the breeze, Princess Rupert's brown braid spread like a waterfall. She was raising her head and watching the giant walk past her, the dark blade dragging the sparks along the way.

The silver hands of the witch Ai Hinman were intertwined. Under Miss Tata's silver-fire-like gaze, a metal jungle grew out of the stone slab and stabbed into the sky. Like two rows of thorns, it separated the path forward of His Royal Highness the princess.

She held the sword in both hands, lowered the blade in the wind and snow, stopped and looked back. Fang Yu pressed the collar of the windbreaker with one hand and was walking up from behind. The lamp hanging on her shoulder had already lit up, and the orange light was like a sharp sword in the wind and snow.

A low roar came from behind, and the tall structure walked up with heavy steps, half-kneeled with rising white eyes, amid the roar of metal, spread out his huge right hand and placed it in front of Princess Rupert.

Rupert looked at the tall silent machine, then turned around and looked at Fang Zhu.

"Your Highness, Princess," Fang Yu took a breath and looked at the other party.

He joked with Ye Hua before, but in fact he was not so relaxed. Putting the lives of one person and more people on both ends of the scale - this is his choice, but the pressure of a mountain is also pressing on his heart.

He probably understood the mood of the eldest princess, but at this time anyone was a critical part. He did not want to see anyone dragged down by heavy psychological burden.

It used to be Miss Sikape, who played such a role in the team, but now it is his turn. He let out a light breath, and a cloud of white mist appeared on his lips: "From here to go there, I will send you to Descartes and find a way to help you get an opportunity to attack-"

The eldest princess stopped and looked at him and nodded slightly. She didn't say much, but just held the long sword in her back hand, and stepped on it with her hands holding the cold structure.

After walking up, she turned around, looked at Fang Yu and spoke softly, "Mr. Ed, do you remember a meeting with us?"

Fang Yu looked at the other party unexpectedly.

"You are the most different holy elected people I have ever met."

"... Some people are for responsibility, some are for profit, but some are born to be heroes," she smiled lightly, "But you are different from them, you are eternal friends of the Istanians, do you still remember the commission when you were in Tansneer...?"

"Please allow me to entrust you again," she paused, a faint white mist covering her face, her eyes slightly warm, "Help me, help us all, save Questak."

Fang Zhu was slightly stunned.

He stood in the wind and snow, and finally nodded silently.

His Highness the Princess was silent and did not speak anymore. She just gently picked up a braid and bit it in her mouth with her snow-white teeth. She turned around and held the sword tightly with one hand, gently pressing it on the palm of the component.

Amid the huge roar, white smoke for cooling was sprayed out from the pipes behind the ground, and was rising straight from the ground.

Fang Yu also turned around and used his teeth to stagger the buckle on the gloves. He watched the Lone King Zhiao loosen his arms layer by layer, then fall off and fall into the snowflakes.

The metal gloves were turning into blue smoke and disappeared into the air. He gently held his left hand and looked forward. Since it was the spiritual world, there was no need to use these cumbersome means—

Let the imagination decide the outcome.

He stared at the Great Princess away, and the rock formations were surging layer by layer. Under the roar of the earth, it was like basalt pillars rising out of the ground in an instant, extending forward, catching up with the earth-shaking terrorist in that direction—

The rocks were rising layer by layer, and lifted the running tall structure from the ground, connecting directly to the main hall at the other end of the square, as if a passage was opened from the group of monsters in an instant.

The eldest princess held her breath and looked just ahead.

The rock bridge is hundreds of meters long, and it is impossible for the square pluck to create such a product on weekdays. However, in this world, with the help of Miss Tata's calculation power, the power of ancient alchemy seemed to be magnified by thousands of times-

Fang Ling himself watched this scene, and was even slightly shocked. If he was in the material world, one day his calculation power would reach this level, would he be able to achieve such a scene?

Of course, he also understood that it is almost impossible for mortals to reach an attribute of the same level as the dragon soul in the material world.

"Creation technique," the girl licked her lips with the tip of her tongue and said softly, "It's interesting."

The blind followers' fanaticism about alchemy originated from their divine nature. When it comes to their understanding of creation, she thought this guy was simply showing off his skills in front of him.

She stretched out her hand a little.

It was like an invisible giant pressing the void, and the rock bridge towards the main hall collapsed from it, and the entire second half completely collapsed.

The ground quake also fell from the bridge.

Fang Zhu seemed to have expected this, and with his hands, the collapsed bridge deck formed a landslide, allowing the slashers to land steadily.

Then he immediately turned around, and the Silver Flame Knight holding a giant shield immediately stepped forward, half kneeled beside him, lowered his head, and lowered his palm. But Fang Yu was about to support the other person's arm and walked up, suddenly stopped for a moment-

At that moment, his deep eyes were staring at the light that suddenly flashed on his left hand. The light had already penetrated the wind and snow, and was flashing with the glow of the blue.

"Cang Zhihui?"

A little surprise finally appeared in the girl's expression, "I began to like you a little," she said softly, "Little guy."

And Fang Zhu was also watching this scene unexpectedly.

The glory of the sky?

But before he could react, the familiar feeling came up again, and an invisible spiritual power enveloped his spiritual world. He subconsciously looked in that direction, his eyes passed through the wind and snow, as if he could see the eyes behind him that were shining like golden flames-

"Miss Tata?"

"I don't know very well," the fairy lady's voice softly, "but there is indeed a connection of power that is generated, it does not come from me..."

The golden flames slowly walked out from behind the wind and snow, like two swaying ghost fires.

And the tall shadow was looking down at the Dragon Knight in front of him.

Fang Zhu stared at the dragon-like structure, stalking slowly by himself, then turned around and looked at him, a voice came out in his heart, "You are no match for her, little guy."

"Who are you?"

"It has nothing to do with you. Give me a reward and I will help you deal with her."

Fang Zhuxin felt something. He raised his left hand and reflected the bright light. Under the dragon's shell of the cold metal light, the golden flames burned in the crystal pupils, and a hint of satisfaction flashed through it.

It let out a low roar, spread its wings and flew forward. The wind like a knife separated the wind and snow, and collapsed the square. In the low roar, the stone floor separated to both sides, forming a sense of layering like a knife.

At that moment, all the monsters within the wind pressure range turned into powder.

Ye Hua raised his bow and then put it down. He looked up at the shadow hidden behind the wind and snow in the air. Although he did not recognize the strange dragon-shaped structure, this did not prevent him from feeling the other person's uniqueness.

"The Supreme Domain..."

"But how could that dragon soul summon such a thing..."
To be continued...