In Fang Plover's hand was Xisi's fanatic mark, and a gauze-like light shone into the thick fog. The fog automatically retreated to both sides, revealing a stone path.

Ahead was the road leading to the Gray Oak Square. The raging flames illuminated the mist, revealing a pink color. Even before stepping foot inside, Fang Plover could still feel the scorching temperature rushing towards his face.

He stepped into it without hesitation.

Hong Ye walked up the path with him, followed by Sylvester and Siesta, followed by Parker who was rubbing his butt and mumbling all the way, and finally Dict and Rune.

The older knight and the president of the Black Goat Chamber of Commerce walked one behind the other.

The road is not long, and you can even see the sea of ​​fire and gray oak square at the end.

Fang Plover was the first to walk out of the alley and saw a graceful figure standing on the square.

Misu raised her head, the firelight reflected on her face. Not far away from her, there was a giant dragon that looked like a shadow. Its dark scales were like black smoke. Under its rugged horns, its eye sockets were as dark as a skull.

It seems that it has not finally woken up, but it has already recovered.

Misu turned around and glanced at everyone: "Why are you here, Mr. Consul, have all the citizens left? It seems that we have to fight this monster to the death. The hope is slim, but we must give it a try."

In this illusion, the lady seems to have inherited her previous memories.

Consul? Hong Ye glanced at Fang Plover suspiciously, a little curious about what happened before.

Misu looked at Lu En and smiled slightly: "Lu En, I lied. In fact, I knew that the matter was dangerous from the beginning. But if you want to lose your temper with me today, please wait until you leave here to talk about it, okay?"

"I have been waiting for thirty years and am not in a hurry for this moment. However, I lost my sword and I never picked it up again after that." Lu En replied calmly.

Thirty years ago, the 'young businessman' who was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot did not complain as before. Thirty years of time have turned his temples white, allowing him to spend the long period of his life.

Time becomes quiet.

His tone seemed to be just talking about an ordinary thing.

Misu was slightly surprised, as if she had experienced such a change. She smiled softly, pulled out her other spare sword and handed it to him. "This is a sword made by my father himself. Don't do it."

Lost it."

"Then will your father beat me if he knows you gave it to a stranger?"

"Maybe we won't be strangers soon"

The lady covered her mouth and smiled, a little cunningly.

Lu En pursed his lips, took the sword without saying a word, and then turned around to look at the behemoth on the square.

Others also took out their weapons.

Hongye looked at this scene with a little surprise. She asked Fang Piao: "That person seems to be our employer. Who is that woman? Isn't that knight with you? Why do they seem to know each other?"

But Fang Yu didn't answer her.

He just watched this scene silently. The disaster of the past turned Dolifen into ruins, but people's memories always lingered in that former city.

This made him sigh slightly in his heart.

Thirty years later, Rune Lincius was no longer the young man he saw in the illusion. He was no longer young and was even getting older. Thirty years is almost half of a life for a mortal.

And in this half of his life, does he always remember what happened on that day?

Only then did Fang Plover turn around and look at Nicol Bolas.

That was probably the true form of the dark dragon. Just lying there, it occupied most of the gray oak square, which was many times larger than when it was at Traveler's Rest.

"That's a dragon!"

Parker looked a little curious and said: "I think we should give it a while before it wakes up. You know this kind of world leader, sometimes the group is wiped out at 1% and falls short."

But Nicol Bolas suddenly opened his eyes, amber-like eyes with vertical pupils.

There is a little golden flame in the deep darkness of the eye socket.

It slowly raised its head and looked condescendingly at everyone who entered the square. "I've been waiting for you for a while, humans."

It was Nicol Bolas's voice.

Deep, hoarse, completely different from before.

This means that she has found her own power.

Parker screamed in fright and quickly put down the crossbow in his hand to show his innocence: "Ah, I didn't say anything just now, dear Ms. Long!"

"Can you please stop being so embarrassed?" Hongye glanced at this guy.

But Fang Plover only looked at each other.

Nicol Bolas' tone was a bit harsh: "Look at what you look like now."

"Do you still have any questions about who is the final winner?"

"The power of the past has completely returned to me. I haven't experienced this feeling for a long time. As for you."

It showed its sharp fangs and sneered: "I will give you a surprise."

"Unfortunately, there is no surprise, Nicol Bolas." Rune raised his head and looked at the big guy without fear and replied.

"Thirty years ago, you were defeated in this same place." The older knight held a long sword and said the same.

"You must have been equally arrogant at the time, but in the end you were trapped in this place, right?" Hongye looked at the two of them, then raised his head and spoke to the dragon without showing any signs of weakness.

"enough!"

Nicol Bolas roared angrily and was instantly enraged, swiping his claws at everyone.

But the older knight raised his right hand, and a golden shield flashed in mid-air, blocking the blow. Everyone looked at this scene with some surprise, looking at the big golden net.

Especially Fang Plover and Sylvester.

The golden light network looked so familiar to the two of them.

Nicol Bolas looked at the light shield in shock and anger: "This is the power of that woman!"

Misu slowly walked forward. She looked at Dict and was slightly relieved: "Mr. Dict, you have indeed not forgotten our promise."

The older knight only stared at the dark dragon and replied without looking back: "Thirty years ago, I have never forgotten day and night. I once swore a great oath, and the rest of my life will only be for this moment."

exist."

"Thank you. I'm not just saying this for myself."

Among the three people, only Lu En looked at the golden light network with a somewhat complicated expression.

"Then what should we do?" Hongye couldn't help but ask the latter. She finally saw that this strange lady was the leader of this battle.

Misu looked at Nicol Bolas and replied: "Nico Bolas is the leader among the dark dragons. Only Garapea can pose an effective threat to him. You cover me to start the battle. It's best if you

It can attack its once-injured eyes."

But Hongye looked at the sword in Misu's hand.

Although the sword was clearly the fairy holy sword Jalapea, she seemed a little hesitant: "But that sword..."

She clearly remembered that in the previous scene, the Blade of False Victory had been destroyed by the messenger.

Before she finished speaking, Nicol Bolas laughed wildly: "There is no Blade of False Victory, she is just an phantom. Now even if you still have some of that woman's power, what can you do?"

The dragon's eyes flashed with an arrogant light.

"In this scene, without the Blade of False Victory, I am invincible." As she spoke, she spit out a mouthful of flame toward the square.

The golden light network was instantly shattered.

"Get away!"

Misu shouted.

Everyone moved aside to avoid the spreading flames.

"Mr. Dickert!" the lady called again.

The older knight nodded, stretched out his hand toward Nicol Bolas, and a golden light shot out of his hand, hitting one of the dark dragon's wings.

Fang Plover also released the Walker Type III, while Hongye took out the Annihilator QV700 behind him.

"Miss Sylvide," he called over his shoulder, "go and occupy the commanding heights."

"Be careful, captain." Sylvide nodded lightly, opened the buckle of the suitcase, took out the magic gun and assembled it in two or two, then turned around and disappeared into the alley with her maid.

"What about me?" Parker shouted.

Fang Plover glanced at this guy: "Did you know that the Papalar people have a racial talent?"

"What?"

"I'm sure you won't die. Just wish yourself good luck."

"What, this is differential treatment!" Parker yelled angrily.

However, Fang Piao didn't expect that a guy whose main job was draftsman, nightingale, and deputy crossbowman could do anything. Anyway, this guy would hide himself well, so he didn't need to worry about it.

And the other side.

The golden light in the hands of the elderly knight was shrouding the giant dragon. The latter seemed to be very afraid of this power. It roared angrily: "You hateful bugs"

But it branched out from left to right and couldn't break free. It could only spit fire continuously for a while, causing everyone in the square to be in danger.
To be continued...