Beneath Hostings Dungeon

"Be careful!" the Papalar man suddenly shouted. It turned out that when everyone's attention was focused on the girl, the leader of the Dragon Worshipers had touched the side of Dict, not far from the girl.

He reached out and touched the dagger stuck at his waist.

Parker's sharp eyes were the first to see this man's actions. He shouted in his heart that something was wrong and at the same time raised his crossbow and shot an arrow at the man.

When the man saw that he was exposed, he raised his hand and threw the dagger at the girl in desperation. The sickle-shaped dagger turned into a black light and stabbed directly into the girl's chest.

"Be careful, that's a curse!"

Dickert shouted lowly.

But Shizu didn't have time to react. She just turned around and watched with wide eyes as the dagger passed through her transparent body and disappeared in an instant.

"Xisi!" Upon seeing this, Hu Di didn't even care about the sword in his hand. He turned around and rushed towards the girl.

At the same time, Parker's arrow hit him. Even though the Dragon Worshiper had a high level, he had to step aside and let the arrow miss him, but it only took away some dodge value.

But this evasive action was enough to stun him. Although he was distracted, a figure had already arrived first and passed him.

That's Dickert.

The older knight was too far away from Shizu and was unable to block his previous attack, but he understood from the beginning to the end that the target of the Dragon Cult could not be just the girl.

"The haunting guy!" The Dragon Worshiper cursed in a low voice. Naturally, he was not willing to put in all his efforts to make a wedding dress for others. He stretched out his hand and pointed forward, and uttered a long series of extremely obscure incantations.

Some of the other Dragon Worshipers held torches in their hands. The firelight originally dragged everyone's shadows in the underground hall, but the sound of incantations echoed in the hall, and these shadows twisted unreasonably, centering on that person.

Gather towards him.

He grasped his hand forward, and the gathered shadows rose up from the ground, curling behind the knight like tentacles as if they were substantial.

"It's the fallen magic power of the dark dragon again. Thirty years later, you will still only know these things. If you are a good person, you will be a puppet without a thought." Dict snorted coldly. As a knight of Malland, he and these people

Dealing is not something that happens in a day or two. Before the tentacles of shadow could get closer, he slashed with his long sword with his backhand, and an arc of light split the tentacles in half in mid-air.

But the Dragon Worshiper was obviously not as relaxed as him. He was shaking all over and controlling the tentacle of shadow with a pale face. After the tentacle was cut off, it split into two under his control and rolled towards the elder again.

knight.

When Dict saw this, he became serious. This shadow tentacle was not a powerful corrupting magic, but it was more than enough for the opponent who wanted to entangle him.

But the other party is not the only one who worships the dragon.

He had actually seen other Dragon Worshipers bypassing him and rushing toward the altar.

"Parker!" The older knight turned around and shouted, and then he was a little speechless when he saw this guy running away with his crossbow in his arms.

Although this guy didn't run away, he only hid in the corner and shot. He caused a lot of trouble to the Dragon Worshipers, but he couldn't stop the Dragon Worshipers from getting the sword.

"What are you doing!" Ditke shouted angrily.

"Mr. Dict," the Papalar man shouted aggrievedly: "This is none of my business. You can't expect me to do anything to deal with these tigers and wolves. I'm just a mere fourteenth level person."

I'm just a poor crossbowman. You know I actually prefer to be a quiet draftsman."

"You bastard!"

Dict was speechless, but he also knew that this little dwarf was unreliable. He was about to think of another way, but at this moment, the Dragon Gold, which had been forgotten by everyone, moved.

She was actually closer to the sword than everyone else, but the Dragon Worshipers took action first, and the older knight was entangled by these people. During the fight between the two parties, she temporarily forgot about this person in the underground hall.

The existence of the true Lord.

So just as the two parties were fighting fiercely, a shadow slowly approached the sword beside the altar.

That's a long tail.

I don't know when Dragon Golden Dragon sprouted wings and a scaly tail from behind, and scaly horns sprouted from his forehead, and his eyes seemed to be burning with two golden flames.

She calmly approached the sword, and suddenly rolled up the sword with her tail. A blazing light flashed in her eyes, and she laughed sharply at everyone:

"Haha, you idiots, now this sword belongs to me again!"

Everyone was stunned, as if they had not expected this change at all, and involuntarily turned around to look in that direction.

But before Long Zhijinrong finished speaking, she saw a flash of golden light on the sword, which was as hot as a soldering iron. She screamed, her tail loosened, and she actually threw the sword away.

Then something no one expected happened.

I saw the sword crossing a parabola and landing right next to Hu Di.

But the latter was kneeling beside Shizu in despair, trying in vain to hold the girl's hand, but to no avail.

A cloud of black smoke filled the girl's translucent body, gradually spreading to her heart, and her figure seemed to fade.

"Mr. Hoodie!" Dict shouted.

But Hu Di seemed to have never heard of it.

Only the girl looked at Hu Di intently: "Hu Di, that sword"

However, Hu Di shook his head. If Shizu disappeared, what meaning would the sword have to him?

In other words, what does this fantasy mean to him?

"Hu Di, you promised me."

"But……"

"There is no but, pick up that sword. Do you still remember your promise to me? What I hope to see is you who move forward bravely."

Hu Di hesitated slightly.

What he was worried about was that if he turned around, the girl would disappear without a trace.

He was so afraid that what he was seeing was the last of her, and when he thought of the final outcome, his vision couldn't help but blur.

Tears came in waves.

Dragon Golden Dragon was screaming at the Dragon Worshipers: "What are you still doing? Why don't you hurry up and grab the sword?"

The Dragon Worshipers took action upon hearing the news.

Dict stopped these people with a single stroke of his sword, but the old knight was weak and could only stop a few of them.

There are always fish that slip through the net

The hall was only such a small distance away, and the Dragon Worshipers seemed to be within easy reach of the sword.

But at this moment, a golden light flashed in the darkness, and with a soft 'buzz' sound, it hit the sword, knocking the blade of false victory away for a long distance.

The golden light stopped in mid-air, and everyone saw clearly that it was a clockwork fairy.

It flew half a circle in the underground hall, then hovered, and a voice came from the clockwork goblin: "Hu Di, pick up that sword, don't give up hope."

That was Fang Plover's voice.

Hu Di was startled for a moment, then turned around and looked at the clockwork fairy in mid-air with some disbelief: "Ed, I..."

"Wow!" Parker couldn't help shouting when he heard this voice: "Alchemist, you are here, I can't hold on any longer, this situation now depends entirely on me, otherwise those Dragon Worshipers would have succeeded!

"

Fang Yu glanced at the guy hiding in the corner through his goggles and was speechless. He didn't bother to pay attention to this living treasure and only said to Hu Di:

"Miss Shizu is not dead yet. There is still a chance for everything. You have given everyone in this illusion a hope. But when things come to a close, have you lost your courage?"

"But, Ed"

"Listen to me and trust me once," Fang Yu replied calmly: "I'm just here to tell you this answer. The hero's sword exists to cut away fate."

"In front of it, all fog does not exist"

Hu Di was slightly startled.

Suddenly, he felt a coldness in his palms. He looked down in surprise and found that it was Shisi holding his hand. "Go, Hu Di, Mr. Ed and others are waiting for you there..."

Hu Di was stunned for a moment.

Then he nodded firmly. He stood up and turned around. The Dragon Worshiper had almost rushed forward. The latter pulled out his dagger and tried to rush towards him.

But he did not dodge, and grabbed the hilt of the blade of false victory first.

Seeing this scene, Dict threw the sword in his hand, and a ray of silver light shot from behind, piercing the heart of the Dragon Worshiper, who shook his head with an expression of disbelief.

He fell heavily in front of Hu Di.

"Go to Gray Oak Square!" the older knight shouted.

Hu nodded, picked up his sword and ran away, but he had just reached the entrance of the underground hall when he was blocked back. He saw a man in a cloak and more than a dozen dragon worshipers in robes.

He slowly walked in from that place.

"Sir Messenger!" The leader of the Dragon Worshipers canceled the spell in his hand and shouted towards the man who walked in.

But the man didn't even look at him.

He only looked down at Hu Di and said softly: "I know you, young man, you are a member of the Dragon Fire Guild. Give us the sword in your hand, and I can guarantee that your little lover will come back to life, you know

who are we"

He looked at Dict again: "Death is an insurmountable chasm for mortals, but it is not so for us. There are so many tragedies in this world, so this makes us pursue the essence of power."
To be continued...