Chapter 487: Battle

A pair of long and wide palms stretched out.

He steadily caught the figure falling from high altitude.

"Mr. Gillan, you did it..."

Fenhou squatted on the ground, holding up the seriously injured young man with both hands.

Jilan resisted the fatigue and sleepiness that came like a tide, moved with difficulty, and got off Fenhou's hands.

He sat down on the ground and called out his cane to support his body.

"Thank you for your help, Fenhou..."

Jilan half-opened his eyelids, opened his dry and white lips slightly, and made a weak sound.

He saw that Fenhou's condition at the moment was actually not as good as he imagined. The opponent's body was covered in bruises and smoke, and even the pair of huge bat wings on his back were full of holes and tatters.

Obviously, Fenhou had a very fierce fight with the two patrollers. Even though he finally won and killed all of them, he was also seriously injured.

"If you hadn't come to help, I probably wouldn't have been able to destroy that 'door'... Are your injuries okay?"

Ji Lan opened and closed her lips, her voice was dry and hoarse, and she asked as if joking.

Fenhou chuckled.

"Those two April Patrollers are not good at fighting, and their 'Soul Fire' is quite powerful, but to me, the damage is just a new delicacy... Sir, there is no need to worry about me, but your current situation is not optimistic. "

"It's okay." Jilan waved his hand.

Panting, he leaned on his cane and struggled to stand up.

But at this moment.

Gilan's temples throbbed again.

The severely damaged spirit still "does its duty" and tries its best to warn him, as if there is a fatal threat coming.

"Um?!"

He raised his head sharply and looked into the distance.

I saw a gentleman wearing a gray striped suit and a bowler hat walking through the air with a wooden cane hooked on his head.

There was a rolling gray mist surrounding him, exuding a strong mysterious aura.

"'The Remaining Gentleman' Bellman!"

Jilan's pupils shrank.

"This time it's the true body!"

"It seems the situation is a little bad..."

Fenhou obviously sensed the coming of a powerful enemy and turned to look.

Its deep voice came again:

"Mr. Gillan, please go first. I should be able to hold Him back for some time for you."

Ji Lan was startled.

Fenhou's strength is not weak. As the messenger of August Sichen's "Mother of Sorrow", he can definitely be called a strong one.

But facing the transformed ones who have already ascended, I'm afraid it's beyond their capabilities.

What's more, Fenhou was also injured. If he let it break, it would be more serious than bad.

"Fen Hou, I accept your kindness."

Ji Lan shook his head.

"I have a way to escape, so you can leave too."

"Well..."

Fenhou pondered, seemingly hesitant.

At this moment, Ji Lan saw that the gentleman in gray clothes was looking at him with a playful look and a hint of coldness.

"Gilan Iros, you just destroyed me in the outside world, and your attitude was arrogant and arrogant."

The gentleman fell slowly, and the gray mist filled the air.

The red devils all around were frightened, screamed and fled away.

"A small chess piece actually ruined my master's important affairs... You really deserve to die!"

The gentleman clubbed his cane and said indifferently.

After saying that, He flicked his finger.

The gray mist around him gathered and formed into a small, dark ball, crashing towards Jilan.

This fog seemed to be condensed with extremely terrifying power, dragging in all the demons within a few dozen meters along the way and swallowing them without a trace.

"Let's go!"

Jilan shouted to Fenhou in a deep voice.

Immediately take a deep breath and use "Beautiful" to wake yourself up.

But the next second.

A golden beam of light fell from the sky, accompanied by countless rose petals falling.

A woman held a gold-plated and carved round shield. She bravely stood in front of the path of the fog and raised her hand.

Bang! ! !

Like a torrent hitting a rock, the mist scatters in all directions.

All the devils contaminated by the mist disappeared in the struggle, and it was unknown where they went.

The rose-embroidered cloak on the armor's shoulders fluttered, but the woman only raised the tips of her hair, her figure motionless. He even raised his other hand and pulled out the golden cross sword from his waist.

"'Rose Sword' Joan of Arc is here!"

The female knight shouted loudly.

"Bellman, you can't hurt him at all!"

"The female knight under the command of 'King Douchun'..."

The gentleman in gray clothes narrowed his eyes, his tone secretly filled with hatred.

"You're really chasing after me!"

"Hmph!" The female knight held a sword and shield and snorted coldly without making any response.

Jilan stared blankly at the female knight not far in front of him, and immediately realized that this was an ascendant from his own camp.

The "Gentleman Remaining" seemed to have been planning to come over to cause trouble for him, but he was chased and blocked by the female knight.

boom! !

I saw a flash of golden light, and the sweet fragrance of roses floated in the wind.

The female knight had already taken the lead, ducking in front of the gentleman in gray and slashing out her cross sword.

The gray mist exploded and golden light flashed.

The two sides fought fiercely, and the momentum was extremely terrifying.

Even just the aftermath of the fight made Gillan terrified.

'The gap between me and them is still too far...'

Ji Lan secretly thought.

At this time, Fenhou said in a deep voice:

"There are also Ascended Ones, they are fighting in the crater in the distance."

Hearing this, Gilan looked across the battlefield.

I saw three or four dazzling lights flashing at the end of the black wasteland. Although no sound could be heard, a fierce battle was also taking place over there.

Ji Lan guessed that it was probably an ascendant under the command of "Spirit King" Lothar Xiu, who was intercepted by his own strong men.

Rumble…

There was a dull and loud sound from the sky filled with volcanic ash, like a giant beast making an overwhelmed groan.

The black clouds twist in a whirlpool, forming a spectacular celestial phenomenon.

Ji Lan looked up, his pupils shrinking sharply.

Only then did he realize that there was a more secretive and terrifying battle that had already begun before he even realized it...

Through the whirlpool in the sky, Gilan vaguely saw the "corridor" deeper than this "border".

The dazzling world is like a maze, filled with misty gases, abstract painting-like colors, and all kinds of strange and magnificent buildings.

In a strange area where it is impossible to distinguish up, down, left, right, east, west, south and north.

A man wearing a black sacrificial robe and a high pointed crown was sitting on the throne. The throne is as big as a mountain, but it is actually composed of countless bones and a forest of steles.

Even if he was just "looking", Jilan instantly knew the identity of the other party——

The Apostle of October, "Spiritual King" Lorethio Horn!

The man slowly stood up from the throne.

A big hand was raised.

In front of Him stood a man wearing silver armor and a silver human-faced helmet.

This man had a silver cross sword on his waist and was as motionless as a mountain.

It was Agni Baldwin, the December Apostle, the "King of Doudun".

During the confrontation between the two sides.

A black fog that covered the sky emerged from behind the "Spirit King", containing countless dead skeletons.

The dead souls wore ragged brown cloaks and held various parchment scrolls, books, and quills in their hands. They were muttering and writing quickly, writing down all kinds of absurd stories they had experienced during their lifetimes, as well as the most horrifying and tragic ways of death.

There seemed to be countless wails coming from the black mist.

The knight in silver armor did not dodge, and slowly pulled out the cross sword from his waist. The dazzling cold light was like the star flash in the sky, illuminating the entire black wasteland.

Qiang——

The sound of the sword being unsheathed even made everyone who saw this scene look sideways.

Buzz! ! !

A noise like an electric pulse sounded, and Gillan covered her ears in pain.

The battle between "King Douluo" and "King Spirit" made it difficult for Ji Lan to breathe even though they were separated by the space barrier of Shenxiang.

He raised his eyes and looked again.

But everyone heard a strange laughter coming from a distant place:

"Ah, ah, it's so lively, I almost missed this wonderful battle!"

When Gilan heard the voice, he immediately recognized who it was.

"Windmill Cat" Pal Solomon!

‘How dare he show his face? ! ’

Gillan was quite surprised.

Immediately, I felt the ground shaking and the mountains rumbling.

The volcano on the edge of the wasteland erupted again at the same time, with a magnitude far greater than before.

boom! ! !

Magma rises into the sky like pillars.

The dark red and dazzling high-temperature lava unexpectedly gathered at high altitude and condensed into a huge spear!

The spear seemed to be grasped by an invisible hand and thrown out with all its strength. It penetrated straight through the volcanic ash vortex in the sky and flew into the "corridor".

The two apostles who were fighting were aware of it.

But this spear had some unknown magic power. When the knight in silver armor was wrestling with the man in black with his sword, it actually pierced the latter through his chest!

"Lother Xiu, you seem to have forgotten where hell comes from... The blood that fell from my Lord's suffering turned into magma, the scars left on his body became the abyss, and the pain that you bear alone condensed the devils, and you Just a guest staying here.”

"The guest wants to deceive the host and replace him?"

"Oh, oh, oh, even though I am a little house cat, I will bite you to death!"

"Pal!!!"

A powerful roar echoed through the sky.

But the laughter gradually faded away and fled away.

Almost the next moment.

A bright beam of light shone diagonally from the horizon, chasing straight to the place where the laughter disappeared.

At some point, a lighthouse rose up on the other side of the sky, and the light shone from the prism at the top of the lighthouse.

"Even the apostle of Yiyue Sichen's Torrent has taken action. He is chasing the Windmill Cat Parr..."

Fenhou said in a deep voice.

It quickly turned towards Jilan and said:

"Mr. Gillan, this place is getting more and more dangerous. We can't stay any longer. I'll send you away!"

Hearing this, Ji Lan thought for a while and nodded.

"Okay, I'm sorry to trouble you, Fenhou."

"You're welcome."

I saw the tall and thin faceless man reaching out to help Jilan up, and immediately took him flying with his wings, and in the blink of an eye he got into a black hole that appeared out of thin air.

The last moment before the black hole closes.

Gilan looked at the sky again.

I saw the knight in shining armor in the "corridor" kicking the man in black who had a spear in his chest.

And that kick actually caused cracks in the layers of space, and even kicked the man in black into two pieces on the spot!

A rumbling roar.

There were also screams from the far side.

As Jilan's eyelids couldn't bear it anymore, they fell into darkness and silence.