Chapter 416 Break

Saciel?

Penalty Knight?

In the black prison, Tyres jumped his eyebrows: Who is this again?

I heard some familiar ears.

The light in the prison was light, and the figure was shaking, but it was silent.

Until a lazy voice slowly sounded.

"He is separated from us and is a tortured knight."

This statement made the prisoners discolored.

Semir turned to the sound of Naki.

"Naki!" Little Barney screamed at Naki, who was inconsistent with his companions.

But Naki just shook his head: "He should know... even if he has parted ways with us, he must know."

Little Barney’s words are stagnation.

Naki gave a long breath, as if looking at yesterday: "Remember that you broke away from the chain, escape the day of escorting, Semir?"

A Seminar: "I?"

Naki nodded and was unhappy.

"On that day, without a higher commander, Sacuel himself took the anger above, stood up and admitted that he escaped for you - although we all know that it is impossible, his **** position You are a hundred meters apart."

"But the people above are not so much, they are angry and angry. They only need an example to warn us, and the higher the identity of this example, the better."

Semir’s figure was moving and his face was slightly stunned.

"As a punishment, Sac El, he was kept underneath," only listened to Naki lost:

"At the bottom of the bones."

"Incommunicado."

Naki is bitter and authentic.

"You know, we are all on the same floor, so there are people who can talk, as for him, Sackel?"

"He has no roommates, no dialogue, no light, nothing."

Semir looked at Naki far away and didn't say a word.

"Yes, the most powerful master in the Royal Guards, the star of the future, the former commander of the Guard..."

Naki shook his head and his voice was bitter:

"In that way, in the darkness of the bottomless bottom, I don’t know the outside world, I don’t know the time, I don’t see the other person, I’ve been alone for 18 years.”

"Life and death are unknown."

Incommunicado.

Eighteen years.

In the sword of the disaster, Josh frowned slightly.

Tyres couldn't help but think of the prison's experience of the prisoner's experience.

"To this end, Sac El will keep the brethren who have been escorted with you," Naki chuckled. "Because your weakness, including Tarding and Bry, they should have been sitting for you." crime."

Semir’s breathing slowly accelerated.

"Hey - oh!" Buri angered on the other side.

"I can help him translate," Nai Yinyang sneered sneerly:

"Berry said, 'Semir, you are a coward,' and that's probably the case."

The tallest little Barney roared and seemed to disdain to speak again.

There was silence in the prison.

Semir closed his eyes and breathed incomparably.

A few seconds later, Semir took a deep breath and turned to face the sword of disaster.

"Let's go, it's already done here."

His figure is tired and humble, his voice with inexplicable coldness and darkness: "Go to our goal."

Ricky snorted and waved.

The swords of the disasters looked at the dark cell in a complicated mood and turned around. Taylors wanted to see more eyes, but was pushed out by Marina.

As the light source decreases, the field of view in the cell becomes darker and darker.

"By the way, Semir."

Semir stopped.

Naki’s voice came from behind, slow and confused: “I’m sorry to say that, but...”

"But I hope, I really hope, I hope Sackel is crazy."

Everyone is at a glance.

"I hope he will tear you into pieces at the first sight of you, Semir," Naki’s voice slowly infiltrated the cold, and people couldn’t help but have a cold back: "So, you can rest in peace."

"The traitor." He groaned.

The rest of the prisoners either sneered or didn't say anything.

Semir turned his back to them and did not speak for a while.

Until he fainted.

"You know, I really want to let you out."

Semir is soft and vocal.

But the next second, Semir lifted his head firmly and walked out of the hall.

Behind him, the faint light in Naki’s cell finally couldn’t stand the burning for a long time, and it went out.

The black prison that once held the members of the forty-five royal servants was sent back to the bottomless dark abyss.

After a recent scene, the people of the sword of disaster seem to have been infected a lot, and everyone is silent.

Only the heart of Taylors is constantly tumbling.

"Thank you, Ricky."

In the darkness, Semir, who was walking in front of him, suddenly popped up this sentence, and Tyles, who was listening to the ear, caught it.

Ricky chuckled: "For what?"

The words of Semir were mixed in the footsteps, but the **** of the senses made Tyres clearly clear:

"For your consent to my selfishness."

"Private? No."

Ricky didn't care: "You think it's just your selfishness."

Ricky’s next sentence carries a little emotion:

"But in ancient times, this is one of the inheritance of the Cavaliers. It is the biggest and most important test for every Cavalier."

Semir did not speak.

"Many of us, including you, are scarred, shrouded in the shadows of the past, cursed by the ghosts of the past, hey, can't extricate themselves."

"Revenge, grievance, anger, pain, apology, unwillingness, torture, and so on - this is the reason why we gather, and the common point of the tower's inheritors for centuries."

Ricky’s voice went down, and Tyres’s effort was enough to hear:

"But no matter how terrible the past, no matter how unbearable the shadows and legacy curses it is, we must face it, accept it, cross it, and finally recognize ourselves."

Cray’s voice came from the other side with a slight emotion:

"Since the first Krassu, almost every qualified outside inheritor has to go through this journey, either early or late, or long or short, to understand the meaning of our existence."

“Really become a qualified swordsman and control the most difficult and toughest forces.”

The middle-aged swordsman of the Northland said faintly: "Inevitably."

"As the ancient knights of the Age of Empires, they must pass through the test of their own heart, in order to finally surpass the limitations of skills, power and will, and go further on the path of the Cavaliers."

Cray chuckled: "This is the so-called "heart of the sword" that the scholars of the end of the tower - of course, given that we are a heritage outside the tower, you want to call it anything."

Semir snorted and his mood was unknown.

Ricky’s calm voice came again: “Don’t underestimate this, at least the previous generation of Krassu told me this...”

"He always believes that compared to swords, tactics, classics, weapons, treasures, honors, fame, and precepts, compared to the glory of the sword for humanity, and even the far-reaching power and end of power."

Ricky’s voice is as firm as it is:

"This is the greatest legacy left to us by the Knights' Temple of the Millennium."

Knight's Temple.

Hearing this noun, Tyres thought thoughtfully.

Semir’s breathing slowly calmed down.

"After going through it, I will finally understand that the past cannot be a reason for us to live."

"We stand together, it is to go beyond the irreparable past," Ricky's tone slowly became fierce and determined:

"Tear the false moment, break the curse of the old world, and open up a new future."

Semir, who had been silent, couldn’t help but speak.

"is it possible?"

Semir hesitated: "The goal of the original Krassu is really too..."

Cray’s laughter came from the darkness.

"is it possible?"

"Brothers from the South, there is a saying in the North, I think I might as well give it to you," Cray's tone revealed a unique familiarity that Taylors had experienced from countless people. proud:

“Northerners never ask ‘can’’...”

“We only ask ‘do not do it’.”

The team continued to march and Semir was silent for a while.

"Exactly."

"As your guide, Semir, it is my duty to let you go through today's journey." Ricky was faint.

Marina noticed that the boy who looked very obedient in front of her suddenly trembled!

Tyres’s heart was slightly shaken.

Guide?

and many more.

He looked up incredulously and looked at the back of Ricky.

Guide.

This word... is it coincidence.

"Semir, remember."

"Since you have chosen a new student, many times, you can't say goodbye to the past," he only listened to Ricky:

"No matter how tempting, how sad."

The heart of Tyres is another jump.

Say goodbye to the past?

He seems...he has heard this familiar demeanor.

Where is it?

"Remember, you choose to be obsessed with death," Ricky said coldly:

"It's not a touching remorse."

"Misunderstanding, framing, stigma, grievances, but the mildest wind and rain on this road."

Semir did not speak, but his breathing was more and more stable and firm.

"Rickey sighs slightly compared to the tower of the end of the castle and the greenhouse that shelters the wind and shelters the wind, and the self-defeating wings," said Ricky:

"The inheritors outside the tower have always implemented it, never hesitated because of the road, and did not look back and forth to escape the past."

Tyres stared at their backs.

He suddenly remembered the strange origins of this group of people, and the names of others who were more eccentric, but could not be thought-provoking.

"Because this is us," I only listened to Ricky's mouth, and with a bit of sternness in the tone, a proud and fearless one:

"This is the vicissitudes of life along the way, but it still has no regrets..."

"The sword of disaster."

At this moment, Taylor's eyebrows are bent deeper than at any moment.

His thoughts were quickly broken.

The swords of the disaster did not stop again, but went straight to the bottom of the black prison according to what Naki said.

But when the swords of the disaster stopped abruptly at a large corner, Taylors felt that the accident had occurred.

No, to be exact, this is not an accident.

"What does this mean, the solder?"

Tyres slammed his feet, crossed the backs, and saw the hooded man standing in front of the people through the torches on the forefront of Cray.

Brazing.

He was still full of laughter, licking his hands, standing in front of the dim fire, and his body was dark on Monday.

"I didn't say it, I am waiting for you outside, by the way..."

Ricky stepped forward and said coldly: "You know what I am talking about is not this."

I saw Ricky waved his hand gently.

Almost at a glance, Teres felt that the atmosphere around him was different: the swords of the disasters turned their knees sideways and pressed the weapon to switch to the position that best suits the shot.

Marina did not forget to clasp his shoulders in case of a change.

At this moment, everyone is like a soldier in front of the battle, and instantly entered the state of war.

Tyres carefully held his breath and watched every tiny change around him.

coming.

"I can feel it," Ricky stared at the stagnation of the torch in front of him, his eyes sweeping around him, and he turned to the seemingly unmanned darkness:

"The cold air in the darkness."

"It’s like a sheathed sword."

The smile of the solder slowly collapsed.

He rubbed his forehead like sweating.

The Baron Russell in the team did not see the situation, and quickly said: "You..."

But at this moment, no one is giving the spokesperson of King Chaman again. Just listening to Ricky’s aggressive words continues:

"Hot, you went out, is the man who put the shadow shield on the ground, all shouted?"

"And then stop here, waiting for us?"

silence.

Even Russell was surprised to see the assassin ahead.

Thales noticed that regardless of Cray or Semir, the swords of the scourge were wary and taboo to stare at the dark corners around them, just like those who would suddenly come out in the dark.

Soon, the prince was no longer confused: the feedback from the **** of the senses was the plural breath of breathing, which was regularly and rhythmically transmitted from the ominous darkness that the fire could not reach.

Smooth, long, and shocking.

The picture of this scene is divided into two sides:

One side is a full-fledged, savage, murderous and full-fledged sword, with Ricky as the center, as cold as the wind.

One side is a single man's brazier. He stands in the darkness, only showing the outline in the fire, but it is like the opaque darkness that rules this side.

Thales felt that the "cold air" in Ricky's mouth seemed to become the essence, and slowly frozen the two sides to cooperate with each other.

The face of the brazier was light and coughed softly.

"It’s a keen feeling."

He sighed.

"Then I will just say it."

In the next second, I saw that the smile of the solder was no longer, the movement tightened, and even the tone became plain.

"Respected Krassu, and all of you... can you please, give your prince to the monks here?"

The surface of the brazier is expressionless.

Taylor sighed softly.

coming.

This kind of brazed prince can not help but frown.

Ricky bent his mouth.

"Oh." Cray snorted and expressed their attitude.

Baron Russell noticed that things had become less correct.

"The brazier, seeing it under the armpit, I can feel that this... Krassu is only one step away from his goal, so maybe we should not turn our face at this time..."

But this time, even the always-satisfied braze interrupted him unceremoniously.

"It’s just a step away, so I can’t care, Lord Baron."

Russell frowned and looked at the mercenaries:

"What does it mean?"

On the side of the sword of the disaster, Ricky did not move, Cray blew a breath, and Semir clenched the hilt, and Josh opened his teeth, revealing a smile that was not good.

"I understand your kindness, Baron," under the dim fire, the figure under the brazier robes became clear and chilly, as he slowly returned to the original voice:

"But the respected Krassu is not necessarily."

The eyes of Ricky and the brazier met in the air, one side was indifferent and the other side was sharp and stabbed.

"Put the prince in your hands for a while. I thought it was harmless and foolproof." I only listened to the brazier and said with a blank expression: "Because in the blade camp, our mutual jealousy and balance are the best guarantees until we finish. Cooperation."

His voices are not fluctuating, however, compared to the words of Yueyue, compared to the rhythm of reprimands, these flat and unchanging statements are full of inexplicable chills:

"So the shadow shield is enthusiastic to help, selfless dedication."

Just like the worst actor, I read it.

No feelings.

Hearing here, Cray did not give a face to laugh:

"How do you listen to this awkwardness?"

The solder gently raised his hand and lowered his hood to reveal the white face under the shadow.

But his expression made Taylors more heart-wrenching.

"Whether it is a breakthrough guard or a ground station, you can safely hand over the above affairs to me. I originally thought that you are trying to win me."

"I thought that you wouldn't turn your face. After all, the people on the ground are mine. Once things change, we may not be here."

The brazier continued steadily, and his eyes never left Ricky.

"But I didn't understand until I saw such a stunning building."

"You must have been prepared very early, and you know the Master's site well, right?"

The leader of the sword of the disaster did not answer, but just pulled his lips.

The brazier continued: "I am still weird. It is obviously a suicidal task. You don't care. You have to make up your mind to get in from the beginning, don't worry about retreating, or even give the ground to the garrison." We are the shadow shields that you don't trust."

Cray interrupted him impatiently: "What do you want to say?"

The solder smiled.

But this smile made Thales creepy.

Because he doesn't seem to laugh, but like passively pulling his face, there is no life.

Like a puppet.

However, the brazer also looked at Taylors, smiling and stunned.

"I just chatted with His Royal Highness..."

The brazier makes the prince of the prince once again the focus of the field.

"We all agree that the ventilation in this place is also too good - not only not boring, but even a torch can not hesitate."

The swords of the disasters are all in one.

"There is only one possibility."

The brazier is still staring at the tales, but the words are slowly getting colder: "This place, the bones of the bones, or the tower of alchemy, or the ghost place of the Institute."

"There must be another exit."

"Is not it?"

As soon as this statement came out, the whole scene was quiet.

Looking at the situation, the Baron Russell understood what was a headache, and suddenly his face was pale:

"what?"

The silence in the black prison lasted for a few seconds.

The swords of the disasters face each other, but there is no sound.

It wasn't until Ricky slowly turned back and stared at Taylor very deeply.

Let the latter chill.

bad.

"I just chatted," said Tyres. "You know, when you were in Longyan City, the tunnels of the Northlanders were like this... because they made the exit, they were so mad..."

But his voice was getting smaller and smaller, and he finally lost in the eyes of Krassu.

"Maybe I should have listened to you," Ricky chuckled. "Marine."

Just as Marina frowned, Tyres was cool, and both thought about the meaning of this sentence, Ricky returned to sight and looked back at the brazier.

In front of him, the person in charge of the Shadow Shield seemed to shake his head with regret and his eyes were like ice.

"Just my people searched before and after, although they did not find an exit, but from your reaction at the moment... it should be true."

The look of the solder is sharper:

"So you are not willing to let go of the prince in your hand, nor worry about your retreat on the ground."

"Because you are not prepared to follow the agreement with us from the beginning, respected Krassu."

The solder bite cold and cold.

Ricky snorted in disbelief: "Where are so many bends around."

"I am not a fool," the sigh sighed. "In the pub, our prince, who is difficult to do, must have given you any chips, and that changed your attitude."

Tyres heard his eyebrows and bowed his head.

The solder slowly squints and creates a cold light from the eye gap:

"You simply don't plan to go out of the way, but plan to disappear from another exit after completing the goal - take your loot."

The solder whispered: "And our Royal Highness Prince."

"Maybe, by the way, we are dying here, thrown at the blade camp, and left to the angry people who are angered?"

Russell looked incredibly at the swords of the disaster, subconsciously stepping back two steps, leaving the team that their swords were unsheathed.

One second, two seconds, three seconds passed.

Ricky took a deep breath.

He smiled faintly.

"You are not tempted after all," Ricky seems to sigh with regret:

"If it is him, he must have entered the bones of the bones. When we have a dilemma, we will do everything possible."

Ricky did not answer the question of the solder, but the drill did not ask.

"I won't repeat it again, the sword of disaster."

I saw the brazer gently receding in the darkness, the face became more and more blurred, looking at the eyes of Taylors is getting colder and colder.

"Give him to me right away, and we will be safe."

Ricky shakes his head and laughs:

"Otherwise?"

The brazier laughed out loud.

"otherwise……"

"Magic tower, maybe you know much, but ah..."

The brazier snorted and the whole person fell into the darkness, leaving only a disturbing word:

"Darkness is our home."

The next second, before Ricky responded, there was a very clear scream at the back of the team of the Sword of Disaster:

"what!"

Almost at the same time, waiting for anyone to remind, the mercenaries who have fought in battles will not hesitate to take out the blade!

"Hey! Hey! Hey..."

Numerous metal and leather, metal and metal friction sounds neatly.

Tyre's ear is like a dark storm in the desert, so he has to reach out!

However, it is in the next moment -

"Hey! Hey! Peng!"

With a few savage winds, almost all the torches are extinguished instantly!

All the light in the field disappeared, and the eyes of Taylors suddenly became dark.

"what!"

"They are coming!"

"Oh--"

"Be careful to attack!"

"Foot!"

"clang!"

"kill him--"

However, between the breaks, the soldiers' blade, the flesh and blood, the screaming, the screaming, the screaming and screaming, the sounds of countless fightings in the darkness of the darkness, screaming and intertwining!

At the same time, it sounded on the ear side of Taylors.

The sword of disaster.

Shadow Shield.

The two sides of the ghosts, the virtual and the snakes finally broke the disguise and completely broke at this moment.

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Hey, Shantoumei sent so many red packets in the group, so I was too embarrassed to change the burglar.

The second chapter is finally finished!

However, since it is said that it will be re-issued during the day, it is of course not good to eat and fat, then to update a long-lost anti-theft, and get up tomorrow and change the text!

There is a prize quiz: No sword to get up tomorrow?

(I won't tell you that the double monthly ticket has started, and it lasts until the end of the first week of May, oh)

(End of this chapter)