I weave fate in parallel time and space

Chapter 156 Secret Technique——

Cage quickly recognized the man.

The owner of that very hidden bar.

Do not.
Cage stared blankly at the sea of ​​flowers in front of him.

he is
magician.

The man gently raised the magic wand in his hand, and the sea of ​​flowers spread rapidly, swallowing the dragon's breath, and blocked his mouth with countless flowers.

The dragon coughed violently twice, spit out the flower from its mouth, and then slowly landed on the ground, looking at the man vigilantly.

Cage also stood up slowly from the ground, staring absentmindedly at the sea of ​​flowers around him.

"what is this?"

"Magic that makes things harmless." Shaar said calmly.

This is the magic that Merlin knows. In the plot of FGO, he even used this magic to harmlessly destroy the Chaos Chaos of the Creation Mother Goddess Tiamat.

To use this kind of magic, you need to use a wand to guide the magic power, so Shaar also brought his own self-made wand.

As a magician, making a staff is the most basic.

It's just that the materials used are not very good, so the magic power guide is also relatively poor.

Compared with the Creator Goddess, it couldn't be easier to harmlessly harmless the dragon's breath.

"Magic." Cage murmured in a daze.

With the appearance of Xia, the sea of ​​flowers manifested by the magic power gradually faded away.

Hei Lang was surprised to find that he had recovered from the serious injury he had just received from the palm of the giant dragon.

This sea of ​​flowers also has a healing effect.

"It seems that I came in time." Shaar looked around and smiled.

Heilang stood up and looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar person in front of him.

"You saved me again, mentor."

Hearing this address, the rest of the assassins who didn't understand the situation opened their eyes slightly, and looked at Shaar in astonishment.

Mentor's Mentor.
Isn't that the man who passed down the creed of the fraternity?

Is he still alive?

And still so young.

Although Hei Lang kept mentioning Shaar's instruction to them all the time.

But he never mentioned the other things about Shaar to these assassins.

So it's not surprising that these young assassins thought Xia Ya was dead.

In the impression of most people, most of the wise men who left famous sayings have passed away.

Xia raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "I didn't teach you anything, but if you want to call me that, I don't mind."

Seeing that Shaar and the others ignored him, and even began to exchange pleasantries, Zara was obviously a little annoyed.

He suppressed his anger and continued to speak.

"who are you?"

After turning into a giant dragon, his voice was very thick, and there was even an echo in this empty land.

Xia raised his eyebrows and looked at Zara in surprise.

"I almost forgot about you."

Hearing this, veins appeared on Zara's forehead.

He finally couldn't suppress his anger and let out a roar at Shaar, causing the entire underground space to tremble violently.

The hearts of those assassins trembled slightly.

"I really didn't expect to be able to see giant dragons in this era." Shaar's expression remained the same.

"The magic power of the Nibelung Ring can last for such a long time."

His eyes flickered, "It looks like I have to show some real skills."

He raised the wand in his right hand, and at the same time, Zara on the opposite side immediately treated him seriously.

After seeing his magic just now, he would not think that this young looking guy in front of him would be someone easy to deal with.

Although his dragon scales have a high defense against magic, he still has to be serious.

Cage's breathing was somewhat stagnant. The true ability of a living magician is extremely attractive to ordinary people, let alone to him who has been pursuing magic all his life.

There was a little excitement in his eyes that couldn't be concealed, and he didn't dare to blink for fear of missing some details.

As if he could learn by watching.

Shaar's right foot moved back a step, and he whispered as if reciting a spell.

"Secret Technique—"

Zara held her breath, opened her mouth, and was ready to take a breath.

next moment.

A long sword suddenly appeared in Shaar's left hand, and at a speed that was difficult for them to observe with the naked eye, he suddenly rushed to the giant dragon.

A sword light flashed.

Flutter—

With the sound of the blade piercing into the flesh, a hole was cut in the dragon's abdomen, and blood spurted out and splashed on the ground.

"Draw the sword and cut!"

Zara roared in pain, flapped his wings, and retreated tens of meters directly.

He looked at the wound on his chest that was still oozing blood in disbelief.

It seemed that he didn't believe that his dragon scales would be cut open with a sword.

Cage and the assassins also looked astonished.

"No." Cage couldn't help shouting when he came back to his senses, "Where is the real skill at the bottom of the box?"

"Isn't the mage's sword enough to suppress the bottom of the box?" Shaar raised his eyebrows and replied.

Cage's expression froze. In a sense, this was true.

No.

Why do magicians like you have such strong swordsmanship!
Cage complained in his heart.

But he also suddenly remembered that the person in front of him is Hei Lang's mentor, the person who taught Hei Lang those fighting skills, in a sense.
It seems to be a reasonable thing.

After realizing that Shaar was playing tricks on him.

The anger in Zara's heart finally broke out uncontrollably, and he roared furiously.

"You bastard!

Do you know who I am! ? "

"of course I know."

Shaar stared at the giant dragon not far away, and there was a little unknown brilliance in the depths of his quiet eyes.

"The head of the Nightmare Order, Zara Hargard.

The behind-the-scenes promoter of the Allied Forces of West France.

This world war involving America, Asia, and Europe has expanded because of your instigation.

Numerous people lost their lives, were displaced and their families were destroyed as a result.

One of the main initiators of the witch hunts in southern Britannia.

To suit your purpose.

Thousands, thousands of innocent women died because of you.

I have suffered countless inhuman tortures because of you.

Children lose their mothers.

A husband loses his wife.

The elderly parents lost their favorite daughter.

I'm not here to enforce justice though.

But it is undeniable that.
Zara Harger.

Your crimes are written in the Book of the Dead.

The execution ground of Hades has already prepared a place for you. "

"If you don't tell me, I don't even know that I have done so many things!"

The giant dragon roared and swooped towards Shaar.

"Zheng!"

The sharp dragon claws collided with Shaar's blade without hesitation, and sparks splashed in all directions accompanied by the sound of the sword.

Every movement of the huge body set off a gust of wind, and every collision made the land tremble faintly.

The people around here have never seen a battle of this level, and some of them are parched, including Hei Lang.

But at this moment, a familiar voice came from beside his ear.

"Want revenge?"

He turned his head to look at the source of the sound, and found that Shaar was standing by his side at some point.

He looked at him in astonishment, and then at Shaar, who was fighting the dragon not far away, and it was difficult to distinguish the real from the fake for a while.
(End of this chapter)