Dragon Zero

On the central mountain, in the cool breeze of a low tree, Diego wore a white robe, a sheath without a sword, and deep eyes, staring at another figure not far away.

Diego put down the scabbard, the white robe moved against the wind, the scabbard stood straight on the ground, neither falling nor shaking: "You won't run away?"

"Escape? Humph." The mysterious black-red robe guest laughed strangely: "Are you despising me or despising your own strength? Here I can come in at any time and come out at any time." Shaking wildly, the person under the robe still couldn't see his face.

"The word'escape' is really bad. The mysterious visitor... Tell me who you are."

Mysterious Humanity: "My identity is not important to you."

"Oh, you really don't matter, but Diego's sword never kills the unknown."

"Huh~!"

"Oh~!" Diego's voice was slightly angry, and his slanting right hand gestured to raise the sword.

At this moment, a striding figure appeared on the top of the mountain-the seal of the fist Lermontov.

"It was very lively under the mountain just now." This was the first sentence from Lermontov. He stood in a straight line with the mysterious man and Diego, keeping the same distance. A shot distance was just right, a very comfortable distance.

The mysterious man leaned sideways and glanced at someone from the rear: "The empire's fist became the manor's thug?"

Lermontov was not angry: "I am a thug, but not their thug. Lermontov just wants to see how powerful a person can play tricks in the Apple Island Manor."

The mysterious man looked around and chuckled, "Which one of you will do it first, or do you want to go together?"

Diego didn't answer and asked, "Tell me the purpose of your visit to the manor! You don't always come to see the excitement, right?"

The mysterious man shook his broad robe and sleeves, folded his arms around his chest and said, "I, just come to see the excitement."

The wind was silent for a while, and the atmosphere became more tense.

Lermontov said, "It seems that you really don't take Apple Island Manor in your eyes!"

"I see the manor very much," said the mysterious man.

After two seconds, Diego asked again: "This is your only purpose in coming to the manor?"

"It's the purpose, but not the only one."

"What about the second?"

The mysterious man said with his hands behind his back: "I want to make sure that the owner of the old manor is really dead?"

"Do you know old Mr. Putiste?" Diego's eyes sharpened.

The mysterious man did not answer.

Diego asked: "Is there a third?"

"Yes. I want to use the "Eternal Law Conch"."

Diego said: "Before yesterday, there were only a handful of people who knew that the Eternal Fascicles existed in the manor. Is this also your purpose?"

"This is the purpose of my temporary addition."

Diego asked: "Your three goals are very interesting and profound. I want to know how many of these three goals have you achieved?"

"One and a half."

"Oh. One and a half are already a lot, and more is a little greedy." Diego said.

The mysterious man chuckled softly: "But I am greedy, and I will not leave unless my three goals are reached."

"If you don't leave, you can only stay alive!"

The wind was blowing on the top of the mountain, and the flames and steam that had passed not long ago made the changes in the airflow even more intense. The mysterious man stood between the two. Although the red and black robes were moving, they were not moving with the wind. There was a spontaneous air current under the robes blowing the robes, as if ready to explode at any time.

However, the wind stopped suddenly, and the fighting aura that had been triggered instantly disappeared.

Diego said: "What do you want the'eternal conch'?"

"Nothing to do with you."

"The conch is not mine, I can't make a decision."

Mysterious humanity: "Then find someone who can do the Lord."

Diego asked: "What will happen to you if you don't give you the conch?"

"What I want to get, I will get it by all means."

"It seems that I can't help but give something?"

"You better not make other choices."

"I can't lend you something for nothing."

The mysterious man smiled: "Aren't you unable to call the shots?"

Diego said: "This is the same as your identity, it doesn't matter anymore. So what do you exchange for?"

"Your life is okay."

"Intimidation can only scare the weak, and it won't achieve the goal in front of me." Diego said.

The mysterious man said: "Then an enemy."

"What enemy?"

"I!" said the mysterious man: "If you don't cross the snails, I will be your enemy."

"What are the benefits of giving you the conch?"

"You have one less enemy."

"Isn't there an extra friend?"

Mysterious man: "I have no friends."

Diego smiled: "It takes strength to get an artifact."

"So, is it you, or are you together?"

"A fair duel, how can Lermontov and I tolerate two enemies and one?" Diego said, "Why don't we make a bet?"

"What a bet."

"If you win, you take the ring. If you lose, confess your identity."

"Okay. Then, who of you will be in this battle?"

Lermontov took the initiative to unbutton his coat, revealing a vigorous chest: "Mysterious friend, the enemy I caught yesterday, it's time to pay it back today!"

"well!"

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At the bottom of the central mountain, the people who were gradually leaving suddenly found that the top of the mountain was suddenly surging, and the light and shadows flickered again and again, indicating an unknown duel. Putist just picked up Diego's white sword and said to Hymanra: "Bring the sword up and see the situation on the mountain."

"Good." Hymanra immediately went up the mountain.

At first glance, several hours have passed, and the battle on the top of the mountain has not stopped. Even so, there is no earth-shattering sound. It is just a strong wind on the top of the mountain, and the mist suddenly gathers and disperses. I don't know what kind of battle it is.

Putiste and some people were in the audience at the bottom of the mountain. Some of them went up the mountain and retreated from the air on their mounts. The butler Wood quietly came to the manor and said: "Mr. Celeste said that the airship can be outfitted before the evening. He has to leave overnight. Ask the owner to give him what he promised."

"Well, I know, when the results here come out, I will go to see him. This battle should also be over."

After more than half an hour, the duel on the top of the mountain had come to an abrupt end. The three standing people were still standing. Apart from many messy footprints on the ground, there was not much damage. Lermontov took back his coat and put it on again, and the mysterious man slowly said, caged in the robe, "The magic fist, one of the three martial arts in the world, today has refreshed me and has a more profound experience."

Without turning his head back, the human being behind him said: "Hymanra, call the manor up. Let him take the Eternal Conch."

Not long after, Putist came, holding the divine ring named "Eternal Law Conch". He glanced at him and asked, "Mr. Lermontov is defeated?"

"Failed." Lermontov was expressionless.

"Oh." Putiste sighed, "I promised to give this ring to someone else. Just bet it out?" He looked at Diego: "Diego, did we get anything? This ring? Can you not give it?"

Diego didn't speak, but the mysterious man said: "Oh, the manor seems to be a little reluctant. Or my enemy is not worth mentioning?"

Putist hurriedly handed the small box containing the ring to Hymanra, and laughed in his mouth: "Sometimes one more friend may not be so important, but one less enemy is important. I sigh that I can't meet such an extraordinary skill as Mr. Friends, but it’s nice not to be an enemy."

The mysterious man took the box from Hymanra, opened it and took a look, then closed it and said, "One more question, is your father really dead?"

"Deadly dead, the body is still sealed in the sarcophagus in the basement, sir, are you going to have a look?"

"How did you die?"

Putiste replied: "One argument is that he died in depression, another is that he died violently, and the third is that I personally sent him on the road."

"Which one is true?"

"Both, neither. The truth often lies in which one others are willing to believe. Mister's question is over?"

"It's over."

Putist said: "I have a question, I wonder if my husband can answer it? Does my husband and my father know each other? What is the relationship?"

"Hmph, I don't know it. It's just that he owes me a life!" After speaking, I saw the red and black robe flying towards the distance down the mountain.

After the mysterious man left, Putist also left, but Diego and Lermontov hadn't left yet, and they seemed to be reminiscing about the battle just now.

"He is very strong." Lermontov was speaking.

"Yes." Diego said: "Not only is it strong, but it also has secretive moves."

Lermontov said: "He can make moves in places I can't think of, and start in areas where I can't think of. This is the first time Lermontov has seen this kind of strange martial arts."

"You lost, although it was only half a stroke, but still lost." Diego said.

Lermontov glanced at him displeasedly: "You don't need to emphasize it."

Diego smiled and said, "I mean you are not even his opponent. It's hard to say if I do."

Lermontov said: "There is nothing to say. This is a duel, not desperate. The real battle of life and death, the result may not be like this. I am defeated, this half-stroke is convinced, but next time, Lermontov I will repay him ten times this half trick!"

"One more time?"

"Yes!" After speaking, Lermontov strode away, as confident as when he came.

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