Chapter 1870 Seedling Bed (Twenty)

It's a really good attack, I received this will.

In a flash, the big sword, the white sword, and the headless swordsman were all disillusioned in that moment.

Also comes with an arm in front of the pay.

Not bluffing, but burning yourself out.

The attack of the White Hot Knight finally came out in full force.

The result was that Fu Qian's entire right arm and shoulder were directly vaporized, and could not be repaired in a short time.

Just like the previous wound to the chest, it damaged far more than just the flesh and blood on the surface.

And the final act of cutting off the head on his own really made the white color purer and more difficult to resist.

I can only say that I am worthy of being a second-level player. I have not suffered such an injury for a long time.

Looking at the mutilated body and even the familiar crystallized feeling at the wound, Fu Qian changed his direction and turned sideways, giving a slight salute to the empty space in front of him to express his gratitude.

Even though the existence form looks similar to a projection and is not too reliable, this person's combat power is still much stronger than the previous plague dragon whose mood is not stable enough.

In addition, although we only had time to exchange a few words, the amount of information brought was not small.

Seedbed, unclean, blasphemy... these words seem to vaguely confirm the previous idea, that is, this person is really fighting something, and his will is lost.

That's why his previous lines finally succeeded in stimulating him to react, or to be disgusted, and to kill him at any cost.

I just don’t know what the relationship between the so-called seedbed and this prison is.

Given the situation at hand, it is of course easy to mistake them for the same thing, namely that the seedbed is the prison, and that he is guarding it as a knight, and is eventually defeated by the evil tyrant.

Of course, the hero's spirit remains.

Without having to raise his head before thinking, he could confirm that the original gray-green fluorescence had undergone fundamental changes, as if there were a few more twinkling stars in it.

…

This kind of change integrated into the entire prison can almost prove to a certain extent that two Apocalypse Knights have indeed been encountered.

The first one can also be attributed to An's giving up struggling and taking the initiative to embrace and attract.

But the possibility that the white-hot knight who had just fallen appeared in such a targeted manner had nothing to do with his destructive behavior was still very small.

And the two of them have one thing in common, which is also the worst news, and that is that even after they were sacrificed, they had brought permanent changes to this place.

The Plague Dragon falls, leaving behind a ubiquitous field effect that infects all with an extraordinary plague.

And the white-hot knight's words left behind these irregularly twinkling stars were far more than just making the space brighter.

Whenever the brightness reaches its peak, so that it looks a bit blazing white, there will be an imperceptible fluctuation between the two nearest such stars.

As for the effect——

Before paying, he stretched out his left index finger and placed it on the line segment between the two points.

There was no blood spatter and no wounds, but he was cut.

The two stars were disillusioned together for a moment, before Fu Qian retracted his fingers and silently savored the feeling.

It's a bit like the white-hot knight's time-space slicing ultimate move before, which turns everything into broken crystals.

With the first touch, the finger seemed to move towards that form.

Of course, the effect is still much weaker, and it won't have much impact on me. It's just that the living situation of the three bachelor brothers has suddenly deteriorated a lot.

Beyond that, there's a special bonus - crystals, but not ice crystals.

Although it was easy to be confused, and the pieces of crystals in the pit on the ground soon gave off a chill, the changes on his body at this moment seemed to prove once again that it was not his illusion before.

The power of the White-Hot Knight, and even the aforementioned sense of crystallization within the body, do not seem to be simply described as being endowed with cold power.

The relationship between crystallization and coldness seems to be reversed. It seems that the former comes before the latter, so that people have to wonder about the nature of the frozen sea that surrounds the entire prison.

In addition, it seems that this kind of crystallized power has been encountered once before - the tomb of the god guarded by the family of tombkeepers in Kamakura, Leaf Island.

Deep in that ancient building, there were not only fast and hard crystal worms, but also a whole pool of crystals that could imitate changes at will.

Judging from the description of the skill "Old Carving" that I obtained later, it belonged to an ancient god, and even the name was simply "nameless".

Is there any relationship between them?

…

The core reason why there is such a question is that Fu Qian has always been curious about where the Apocalypse Knight came from.

Plague Knight is obviously sane, can communicate, and even deliberately misleads.

The White Hot Knight has such an indestructible belief that he always feels less like a puppet created out of thin air.

For them, what is the concept of being dragged to this place?

Who were they before they came here?

If "seedbed" doesn't refer to this place, then where could it be?

Although the previous two people did not communicate in this depth, fortunately, the appearance of the White Hot Knight is very recognizable. You can try to look for it through the Nightman in the future.

Of course, that's a thing for another day. Theoretically speaking, if two more people pop up, your mission will immediately fail and need to be restarted.

With the continuous accumulation, the disturbance brought by the Glorious Tyrant has become more and more obvious, and there is reason to believe that the next one will come to stop him soon.

Da!

While thinking, Fu Qian has already stepped lightly on the smooth ground with his bare feet and flew out.

The best thing is to run in both directions. He is also quite curious about the third knight.

Of course, he has not forgotten his sense of public morality. When he used big moves continuously just now, even the fat prison clothes could not bear the weight, and only a piece of them was left to cover his body.

In response to this situation, Fu Qian's way of dealing with it was to grow a layer of fish-like scales from the limbs to the torso.

In order to avoid affecting the appearance, he even deliberately chose a blue-black color to keep it consistent with the fists and claws.

It's a pity that along the way, although it is majestic and solemn, there is really no prison, and it is obviously not much transformed.

There are quite a few ice crystal curtains similar to the previous one, but no new white-hot knight has come out.

Not to mention the suspected target, Virgo La Nina.

In short, not only are there no living people, but even the living scarlet angels are gone, and there is a dead silence.

But it doesn't matter, there is still the next level.

His body didn't even pause, and the next moment he smoothly started the blood conquest, flying straight up. (End of this chapter)