Chapter 196: Reentering the Liyuan Wilderness

In the guild hall of the Thunder Killing Guild, several people sat opposite each other, and the atmosphere was a bit solemn.

Sitting in the main seat is a middle-aged man with a somewhat contradictory temperament. At first glance, he seemed to be a young and middle-aged man with a strong young man. At second glance, he felt that this was an old man who had experienced endless years. Time on him had left a completely contradictory mark, making it impossible to see his exact age clearly.

Beside him was a boy in a white robe. The boy looked a little lazy. Although he was open, he seemed to struggle between half-sleeping and half-awake. He nodded from time to time and dozed a few times, which made people worried that he would fall down under the stool in the next second and fall asleep.

Sitting in the guest seat opposite the two was a tall tauren and a slender elf.

The two of them were covered with the wind and frost of time, and the messy clothes on them meant that they had just experienced a great battle not long ago, and there were still blood on their bodies at this time.

These four people are the father, Yao Yan, the dragon druid and the mysterious elf.

Merck and Muent were standing behind the two old men at this time. They were planning to talk about conditions with their father just now, but now they are not even qualified to speak.

The two of them looked back and forth on the opposite side. He really didn't know why Lord Bingshou took these two so seriously, and even had a slight pleading tone.

Next to the old bullhead, the little bullhead was greasy in front of his knees, enjoying the comfortable feeling of the old bullhead's thick hands gently touching his forehead, and constantly making comfortable hums. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, it would be hard to imagine that the head in front of me who could only be said to be a young man had just called such a huge ancient knowledge tree, and it was such a huge profitable ancient knowledge tree.

What surprised the two people even more was that the main object of persuasion between the Dragon Druid and the Ice-Shou was not actually Reki, the hand of the god-creating, but the young man beside him, because when they were talking, their eyes were always on the boy's face. Although the boy was yawning, he did not reveal any useful information at all.

"I'll go to bed, Kane, are you here?" After sitting for a while, he seemed to feel bored. The boy stood up, stretched his waist, turned around and was about to leave. The old bullhead patted the little bullhead's back and smiled and said, "Go, you're tired too."

The battle just now was not easy for them.

Watching the two little guys, one tall and one short, disappear on the stairs, the old bull's mouth showed a smile, and Yao Yan's departure might have acquiesced to something.

"We can continue to work with you." Dad's eyes swept over the four people in front of him, "But before that, we must complete one more thing."

"I hope to hear the details." The elf old man sat upright with a solemn look on his face.

The father nodded, turned around and took out a drawing, spread it in front of everyone. When he saw the drawing, the few people took a breath.

"If we want to complete this plan, we need the wreckage of the spacecraft and remove some materials from it."

"I can help you complete this. Indiz's main energy is on the mothership, and we also have many small spaceships in our hands." The old elf reached out and gently stroked the drawing, frowned and said, "If it is really designed according to this design drawing, what drive it depends on?"

Dad smiled and didn't say anything.

The vast wilderness, seemingly barren land, has nurtured countless creatures. The running antelope drew graceful arcs in the air under the pursuit of the cheetah in the wilderness. In the horizon, a white airship slowly showed a blurry outline from the twilight. The huge dragon head and the dragon wings on both sides of the airship slowly flapped, giving the airship an incredible high speed. The mottled marks and broken flanks on the airship indicate that the airship had just experienced a battle, and now it is not out of danger. Behind it, where it has been shrouded in the dark, it seems that there is some ferocious monster that is eager to try.

On the ground, a magic movable vehicle with an ordinary appearance was running at lightning on the wasteland.

"Ao..." A harsh and deafening roar came from the darkness in the distance, and huge pressure came from the distant sky and spread around the ground, like a fire line from the ignited grassland, causing circular ripples visible to the naked eye on the ground.

After the circular ripples passed, the world immediately changed, and chaotic winds gathered from all sides, causing the thorns on the ground to fall.

In this shock, the airship shook for a while and the speed of the flight became faster. At the tail of the airship, the white light was constantly flashing, which was the light of the magic cannon.

"Bang!" When the round shock wave spread across the Magic Motor Vehicle on the ground, the Magic Motor Vehicle vibrated, and a slight yawn came from the car, and then a boy's head poked out from inside.

Just after stuttering, his head shrank back, and then the back door of the car opened, and a boy turned over the roof of the car.

He was wearing a loose black and white jacket, with several armors of dragon scales dotted on his shoulders and chest, his long hair was casually tied behind his head, and his saliva at the corner of his mouth had not been wiped clean, and he looked sleepy.

Behind him, an elf boy also turned over. The elf boy was carrying a longbow wrapped in black cloth on his back, a pair of black sheathed daggers on his waist, and his eyes were shining coldly, emitting a faint green light.

"It's the Pale Dragon God." The sleepy boy took out a binoculars and looked at it, and whispered.

"What is chasing them behind?" The elf boy asked in a low voice. Although the elf's vision is far better than that of humans, it is difficult for him to see far in this environment. When he lowered his head and looked for the telescope in his luggage, another young man could already hit him.

"What else can it be? It's that chicken bone."

The huge and immense bone dragon, known as the chicken bone, soon revealed its true form. The wings that covered the sky and the sun flapped, rolling up gusts of wind, and the flames that spurted out of its mouth never stopped.

"Why are there such chicken bones everywhere..." The elf boy shook his head helplessly.

Then, the door opened again, and a burly man in armor turned over and jumped from the driver's seat to the roof.

His bare head flashed under the last trace of sunset, and then the whole world turned completely dark.

I don’t know if it was the sun set or it was blocked by the huge bone dragon.

These three people are Yao Yan, Dere and Nester.

Leaving Nam Town again and heading to the wasteland, they planned to take a flight, but the flight was too conspicuous, so they chose such a magic EMU that looked very ordinary.

This time, no member of the team changed, and it was Shute, Katherine, Naster, Yao Yan, Maverick Head, and Dere.

Although their level has only been increased by two or three levels, their true strength has long been a terrifying thing that he never dared to think about at the beginning.

"This kind of chicken bone is the incarnation of Indiz's power in the Magic Net, and there is not only one." Yao Yan explained, "It should be said that it is the guardian of the Magic Net. It will spontaneously fight back against those who have a threat to the Magic Net beyond a certain limit, or make it clear."

It is like the white blood cells of Indiz, which will only occur and fight back when the magic net is invaded or seriously threatened until the threat is eliminated.

Obviously, the people on the Pale Dragon God had threatened it for some reason.

Judging from the losses of the Pale Dragon God, it has obviously been chasing for a long time.

"Do you want to help them?" Although Yao Yan called it a chicken bone in despised, when facing it, no one except Yao Yan could take it lightly. Derui carefully glanced at Yao Yan's face and asked hesitantly.

After all, the person being pursued is a member of the Dragon Bible Sect. The relationship between Yao Yan and the Dragon Bible Sect is complicated, and Derui is not sure what attitude to face the Dragon Bible Sect.

Yao Yan smiled and said, "Help, of course, help. Now all those who oppose Indiz are our companions."

He patted Dere on the shoulder, then drew an arrow from behind and handed it back to him.

Derui pursed his lips and untied the black cloth bag behind his back, revealing the amazingly powerful magic bow that Yao Yan relied on for his fame.

Now, the Magic Bow has become a standard equipment for the Thunder Slaying Guild. A few weeks ago, my father joined the guild points benefit and can be exchanged for guild points. Since then, there have been many legends of Rainbow Shooter in the wasteland.

However, there is only one who can truly make the holder called the Rainbow Sagittarius, that is, Yao Yan used the engine on the small spacecraft and combined with the power of the magic string. Only Yao Yan can use the magic bow freely. Now this magic bow has its own name - Tianhong String.

The power and reputation of this magic bow have made it truly enter the ranks of legendary equipment and become a legend recited by bards.

However, as time goes by, Yao Yan has used it less time now. Most of the time, this magical bow was carried by Derui on his back. Although he could not let the Tianhong string transform freely and change forms between the magical motorcycle and the magical bow, he could exert the power of the magical bow to a certain extent.

"The String of Immortality..." murmured softly, bent the bow and arrow, and a gray flame burned on Dry's body that was completely contrary to his identities as a ranger and druid. Then a slender gray string spread out from his hands, replacing the original string on the magic bow.

The four bow arms were instantly bent to the limit, and then with the roar of the magic furnace, a gray light filled with the breath of death cut through the sky.

Because the friction between the arrows and the air generated huge heat, the gray-black light slowly mixed into a bright red halfway, and finally turned completely red.

At this time, all kinds of roars mixed into a ball on the Pale Dragon God. The pale God of War Bru Ace, whose already pale face was even more transparent at this time, faintly revealing blue. Even if he was used to seeing the big scenes, he was now full of helplessness.

"Press the port cannon, must hold it!" Countless figures ran back and forth during overtime work. The mages desperately used freezing techniques to attack the magic cannon. The overheated cannon barrel was red and almost impossible to get close to nearby, let alone fire the cannon. At this time, they didn't care about the damage that sudden heat expansion and contraction would cause to the magic cannon worth ten thousand gold, because if the magic cannon could not fire, they would completely lose the ability to restrain the death incarnation. In just a few seconds, they would become fireworks in the sky.

"It's impossible to win, this is not a force that humans can resist..." Beside him, Andy murmured with a pale face. His neat white robe had long been messy, with wounds everywhere on his body. A magic cannon on the starboard side just exploded, and he almost died and almost told him on the Liyuan wilderness.

"If you have time to talk to yourself, you might as well help cool down." Bru Ace opened his blood-covered eyes wide, raised his hands high, and light fell on the soldiers running back and forth. Now he could not play the role of a commander at all. He was just a 12th-level priest, that's all.

"Sir." Half of the face of the mage guard was almost burnt, and one eye could no longer be opened. He hurriedly flew out of the cabin and shouted: "Sir, the teleportation array is ready, please retreat immediately!"

"Take the Son back." Bru Ace ordered without looking back: "I will not leave."

"Sir!" The mage guard looked anxious, and Andy also turned his face and looked at Bru Ace in shock.

"Sir, our lives are worthless, but sir is the pillars of the Holy Church. If sir, even if we die, we will definitely suffer forever..." The mage wanted to say again. Seeing Bru Ace's determined expression, he could only sigh and said, "If you offend me, I will apologize for death..."

He raised his hand, and a light shot out, bound Bru Ace in it, dragging him around and leaving.

Andy's eyes flashed, he followed him for a step, and then stopped suddenly.

Turning around and looking at the huge bone dragon getting closer and closer, Andy's face suddenly became determined.

At this moment, no one knew what Andy was thinking. When he truly faced life and death, people would always undergo unpredictable changes. Andy knew that no one on this ship truly respected himself. What they respected was the title of the Son in him, and it was Bruce's Ace's different eyes. He even suspected that those people before him had never respected him. What they respected was the identity and status given to him by Bishop Rand, which was the favor of the pope.

And he himself may be the stunning and stunning person among the young generation, but when faced with such a powerful existence that human power cannot resist, even if he is a genius, what's the use?

Only by fighting to the end can you prove your value and prove that you have never retreated.

There was a dazzling light flashing in his eyes, and then he rushed forward suddenly and shouted: "Master... cool down quickly, gunner, attack his left wing..."

"Let me down!" Faced with the loyal guards' desperate efforts to save him, Bru Ace roared, "There are only gods of war in the world who died, and there are no escaped Bru Ace. Even if you rescue me today, Bru Ace will not exist again, do you know?"

The mage guard's face turned pale and dragged Bru Ace's movements slowed down.

"If you have the magic power to arrange a teleportation array, it's better to attack it." Bru Ace stared at the huge bone dragon getting closer and closer. Just as he was about to continue saying something, he heard a scream.

Amid the roaring explosion and the dazzling beam of the magic cannon, a red light was so inconspicuous. If it weren't for the light passing by the ship's side, no one would have seen it clearly.

The red light passed through the densely woven fire and shot on the sternum of the death incarnation, exploding an inconspicuous spark.

Then, a bunch of gray energy dissipated, and the negative energy with the same attribute as the death incarnation did not cause any visible damage to the death incarnation, and it was annihilated in the air.

"Rainbow Shooter..." Subconsciously pronounced this name, and then they remembered the meaning of the name. Someone took the time to look down and saw long smoke rising from behind the lonely magic vehicle on the empty wasteland.

Two teenagers stood shoulder to shoulder on the roof of the car. From this angle, they were just two black dots.

The gray light dissipated in the air, but a bright silver light shone, shaking the eyes of many people.

The slender silver string, the faint light gradually became brighter, and then exploded, turning from a silver string into a silk string all over the sky, as if a fireworks suddenly detonated. The silver light that suddenly exploded out countless silver silk strings spread out, wrapping the death incarnation in it.

No one thought that the thin silver silk strings like spider silk could cause any damage to the death incarnation. They felt that in the next second, the death incarnation would break free from the slender silver threads and launch a fatal attack on the Pale Dragon God again. The person underground would probably not escape the flame of destruction in the death incarnation's mouth.

Only a very small number of people - those who once fought side by side with Yao Yan, suddenly felt hope.

"Roar!" The death incarnation bound by the silver thread let out a terrifying roar. Its wings were trapped by an immense force and could hardly be flapped. The large net of silver threads intertwined quickly tightened, and the slender thread clattered its bones, but there was no sign of breaking at all.

The death incarnation roared in pain, but his body gradually weakened. The silver threads wrapped around the body of the death incarnation, like vampires, began to extract the power of the death incarnation, and then returned all the power to Indiz, the magic net.

It was like the scene where countless silver threads pulled the death incarnation back into the vortex that day, but now there was no vortex when the death incarnation appeared, and it was impossible to directly pull the death incarnation back to Indiz. Yao Yan simply used himself as a medium, shot countless threads out of his hands, and regained Indiz's power.

Watching the huge incarnation of death slowly shrink in front of him, everyone on the Pale Dragon God had an illusion that it was like they were in a dream.

Regardless of whether they could accept this reality, the terrifying bone dragon that had just brought them no way to the sky and no way to the ground was pulled step by step towards the two black dots underground. The huge bone dragon that struggled and roared slowly became smaller in their airships, and then became smaller than the Magic Motorcycle. Finally, it turned into a silver light lying in the young man's palm, and shattered in the moment when the young man gently held his palm.
Chapter completed!