The two men in mid air are descending to the ground, and Xiuya's Ice Armor is gradually lifted. Transform the field "dark blue roar" into armor and sword equipment on yourself. Under the scouring of huge energy, Xiuya can't have clothes on her. Once the field disappears, the natural spring is infinite.
Zero took off his half cloak and put it on the chief of the blood horse. Xiuya lowered her head and remained silent.
Pat her on the face and turn around to go.
Xiuya held her hand. She looked up at zero and said, "you have to understand that although I am his adoptive daughter, don't say that even if I am a real daughter, he may not listen to me."
"No, Xiuya." zero shook his head. "I don't want you to stop him. I just want you to confirm it. Find the answer you want. I believe you will know what to do after you find that answer. But one thing, don't stop oglock. In that case, he may kill you."
Xiuya nodded and finally let go of zero and watched him and the other two go away.
"Damn it, zero..." Xiuya pressed her forehead with her hand: "why do you say those words? Those damn words make my hand holding the sword hesitate."
"Shit, do I want to fight? If I want to fight, who will I fight for?"
The night breeze sent the girl's whispers, and the unanswered questions twined in her heart. Tightening the cloak that barely covered her hips, Xiuya felt that the night would be so cold for the first time.
With a sigh, she left the hillside and went in the opposite direction to a few people.
"Boss, how are you?"
I found a hidden cave and zero was removing the broken ice from my body. Blasting ice rock has almost no dead angle of attack. If you are in the collective explosion range of ice cone, even zero will be shot by flying ice fragments. Although he finally jumped out of the blasting area in space, he was still covered with elegant ice debris.
These things are not simple. They are not naturally formed dry ice, but a condensate of elegant energy. If they are not eliminated, they will continue to release frost Qi, affecting zero movement and even internal Qi and blood.
Pick out the broken ice embedded in the muscle on the chest with a disguised saber. After these things fall to the ground, the released frost gas still stubbornly spreads on the ground and gradually transforms the molecular structure of the ground, covering it with a thin layer of ice.
"The injury is not serious, but it took more time than expected. That girl is not easy, I bet. If it's maple, you'll lose the battle in three or two." zero said while dealing with the wound.
Feng said sadly, "head, it's too hurtful to say so."
He looked at Su, who was holding a sword to guard in the cave: "if I can't fight, Su is not much better."
"I don't think so." after the broken ice was completely cleaned, the pocket bandage wrapped up the wound: "come on, help me."
He added, "if it's Su, I think it's difficult to win or lose."
"Am I so much worse than Su?" Feng shook his hand and said, "I have a secret weapon."
"The hand of God? Indeed, if you use that. But what I want to say is not the gap in strength, but because you are a man." zero blinked: "don't forget, the girl's Ice Armor is very exposed. If you end up, do you dare to ensure that your eyes don't look around?"
Maple thought for a while and finally remained silent.
"Well, that's all right."
He stood up and moved his hands and feet slightly. After making sure that the existence of the bandage would not affect the action, he patted Feng and said, "let's go and pick up valkiri."
"Now? We won't wait any longer? Maybe the girl will go back and report the news, so we will be warmly welcomed by others as soon as we appear." Feng stood up, but sorted out his equipment.
"No, that girl is so strong. Now, even if she doesn't listen to me, she won't go back to Cyrus immediately." zero walked to the cave: "as for valkiri, she is the fuse between the spirit hall and the dark Council. The sooner you save her, the better, so move faster!"
In the quiet world, the sound of something vibrating its wings suddenly sounded. She raised her head and a moth was flying gently through a beam of light slanting in from the window. It seems to have come out of the vent and is now sticking to the window. The light outside attracted it and left the vent. It thought it was out of prison, but it flew into another prison.
Sad little thing.
She thought.
A pair of hands gently close the moth between the palms. The moth vibrates its wings uneasily, but it can't fly out of the palm. So the little thing showed a row of sharp teeth, and it hissed at the palm of its hand. The seemingly tender palm makes the sharp teeth that can bite the steel wire useless. Hissed for a moment, but even a shred of meat could not be bitten.
Looking at the futile moth in her palm, she said softly, "are you lost? Or do you use me? Who has given up?"
She let go of her hand so that the moth could leave the palm of her hand. After turning around in the prison, the little thing found that it was seamless and drillable, and then drilled in through the filter screen of the vent. She smiled: "no, you are better than me. At least, you have a place to go. But I have no choice."
Look at the wall next to me. There is a row of short lines on it. She held out her hand and scratched her nails on the wall. The metal wall immediately separated from a layer of copper powder, and a thin line appeared on it.
Under the count, there are 28 traces in total. Every thin line is a day.
"There are only two days left, my father, and he really chose a rational approach." she stood up and went to the window. Under the light projected from the cloister outside the window, valkiri looked much haggard than before. She held out her hand and gently pressed it on the window: "I really want to see the world outside."
With a self mocking smile, she went back to the depths of the prison and retracted into the corner of the bed. The former female martial god, dawn light armor and eternal gun, had long been confiscated. Now she was dressed in linen trousers. Under the V-shaped collar of the coat, there is a silver device on valkiri's chest. Under the prismatic metal device was a row of silver needles, which penetrated deeply into her body. The device will release strong electromagnetic pulses from time to time to disturb varkiri's energy and make him an ordinary person.
Otherwise, how can a metal gate stop her.
But even if she could leave the gate, it was a deep corridor. There were only two guards in the corridor. The two men squatted or stood, all wearing leather long clothes of blood riding. But the long clothes of blood riders are dark red, and what they wear is as deep as the abyss.
One of the men was playing with a dagger. The military dagger whirled between his dexterous fingers, and the tip of the knife pulled out a halo in the light.
The other was smoking, and at his feet, cigarette butts had been scattered all over the ground.
No matter which one, their breath is deep and dignified. It seems that the air is condensed where they are.
At the end of the corridor is an elevator, which is the only way in and out of the dungeon.
The elevator leads to the dungeon on the upper floor, but its exit has been carefully disguised. It is designed in a seemingly ordinary cell. And there are hundreds of cells like this in this dungeon! The dungeons on this floor, together with the upper two floors, are used to hold refugees captured from the wilderness. Every room is full of people, even the cell where the elevator is located. However, the prisoners inside are disguised by the soldiers of the parliament, and the channels connecting each dungeon are full of all kinds of dangerous traps.
It is no exaggeration to say that even if someone forcibly breaks through to the third floor prison, it is difficult to find the channel to the bottom. After all, every cell looks the same in this place.
Perhaps the only thing that can bypass the passage to the bottom prison is the moth in and out of the ventilation duct.
Now, after a long dark journey, the moth finally flew out of the vent on the ground. It jumped with joy and jumped on a security searchlight on the town wall not far away. Moths dance around the searchlight, leaving a fine silhouette under the light.
The town wall has been renovated after the last varkiri led attack. The guards on the town wall walk back and forth, and the atmosphere is tense. All of a sudden, a guard guards the noise and adjusts the angle of the searchlight. A light column hit the wilderness outside the town. The light column skimmed the ground and startled some nocturnal beasts away. When the light column stopped, a figure came out in the light column.
"Ah, I found it." the woman with broken hair raised her head and slightly blocked the strong light in front of her eyes with her hand. Her right hand held a heavy sword several inches high, and the tip of the sword even collapsed several inches of solid rock on the earth's surface.
The hand was raised, and the Epee was raised slowly, and the bits and pieces of energy were scattered on itself. Like a blister rising into the air, with more and more brilliance of energy, they finally converge into a dazzling light waterfall. The light waterfall washed the Epee in the woman's hand, and the lines on the sword were lit one by one. Like a fierce beast waking up, the whole Epee exudes suffocating power!
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"
"Open fire and hit me hard."
The commander on the town wall roared out the order in the loudest tone of his life. For a moment, the fire flickered in the direction of Cyrus town. The bright line of fire blasted by the anti-aircraft machine gun pierced the night sky, plowed across the ground, and pressed the hot metal torrent into the target's position. The bullets flew sideways, and the woman's position was splashed with rocks and dust!
After a round of saturation shooting, soldiers jumped onto the wall. Lock the area where the dust and smoke surge, and shoot out a rocket. The shells dragging the fire left a sharp roar under the night sky and crashed obliquely into the dust and smoke. With a flash of fire, the orange fireball rose immediately and quickly swallowed up the substances available for combustion in the surrounding space before pouring out the hot flame to illuminate a corner of the wilderness.