On the Seven Towers

Zhang Hong stared at the dead body on the ground, his face uncertain.

Cole squatted on the ground, looking through the body with a knife.

"Okay, okay, don't look at this disgusting thing anymore." Zhang Hong turned his back and scanned the hall. He didn't find any new clues. He asked, "What if you were to confront this master?" "Are you sure you can win against him?"

Cole shook his head and said: "There is no chance in face to face. If it is a sneak attack, it is hard to tell. No matter how strong people are, they have their own weaknesses. It depends on whether we can discover them."

"This is all nonsense." Zhang Hong took a few steps back and forth, "Then if we bump into this guy, can we escape?"

"If I use the Speed ​​Walking Technique plus your Wind Walking Technique, and start running wildly when I first see him, then I'm at least 80% sure." Cole said this, but he knew that he was 80% talking about himself. , Zhang Hong doesn’t even have a 10% chance.

"Eighty percent, eighty percent." Zhang Hong muttered for a while, then gritted his teeth and said, "Done! Go after them, kill those two guys, and I'll give you more money!"

The two were about to walk inside when Zhang Hong suddenly asked: "Do you think Ji Yijun and the others can deal with that master?"

"Impossible." Cole said.

Zhang Hong sighed and said, "Let's go, be careful."

The two of them released their own magic, and the double magic blessed their bodies. When they walked slowly, there was wind under their feet, just like running fast. The two walked through the apse for a while and found six other bodies lying on the ground. Four of them fell to the ground, with huge gashes on their backs and their spines cut off, as if they had been struck by a giant blade while escaping.

The other two had wounds on their chests and were lying not far from the previous ones. The swords in their hands were still held, but they had been split into two pieces.

After examining the scene, Cole said: "This is where the two groups of people who entered the temple met. The horse thieves should have arrived first. On the way to explore the underground palace, they were surprised by the masters who came from behind. The first four Before they could react, they were stabbed to death from behind. The two behind them probably resisted, but they still didn't receive a single blow. Looking at the wounds, it turned out that the one who struck was a master of swordsmanship, with a very domineering style. "

"How is it compared to the one who used the javelin in front?" Zhang Hong looked at the way forward and the way in, and asked uneasily. It looked like someone would come out and kill him at any time.

"It's better to use the javelin more powerfully. That person has at least reached the peak of the middle-level warrior, and has even broken through to the high-level. This swordsman's force is too strong, which shows that he has not yet reached the level of controlling power at will. He is probably the same as me. At the middle level." Cole took a few steps forward and looked carefully at the footprints at the fork in front of the road. "Then the horse thieves started to run away. But I guess the ones you wanted to kill were Orville and A. Wan, that’s the way to go. Awan is tall and has big footprints. Some of them are injured.”

"If you say this, then do this. Let's follow." Zhang Hong now hopes to solve the problem as soon as possible and can't wait to urge.

A few steps further, a goblin's body was split in half and appeared on the road. The ground was covered with blood and internal organs. Zhang Hong finally couldn't help it and spit it out.

"Unlucky goblin. The swordsman chased it. It must have been thrown out as a weapon to stop the enemy." Cole took out his knife and tried to find the goblin's left ear, but found that the left half of his head had already been blown apart. . He had to cut off his right ear, and then said: "Zhang Hong, you have to help me prove that this right ear belongs to a goblin who has no left ear. It must be worth a silver gun coin."

Zhang Hong had to vomit again when he heard this.

After walking for a while, they came to a fork in the road again. Cole looked at the ground and pondered for a while and said: "It seems that the horse thieves divided their forces again and asked two of them to lure the swordsman away with blood stains, but the swordsman was not fooled. Ah. Wan and Orville are still going to the right. We have to be careful next. If they fight for victory, we may run into them."

Cole took off an arrow, put it on the bowstring, and walked carefully to the passage on the right.

Zhang Hong also took out a short magic wand, which he borrowed from a wild mage after spending two cans of chocolate, which could make it easier for him to cast ice arrow magic. He repeatedly sketched the magic pattern in his mind several times before keeping up with Cole's pace.

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Ye Zi and Ji Yijun finally came to a large hall. This hall was larger than the entrance hall. The ceiling was so high that it was difficult to see clearly. Two rows of columns were embedded in the wall, supporting the roof from the left and right sides. The house was still very simple. Except for a stone platform more than three meters high in the middle, there is nothing.

There seemed to be something on the stone platform that was emitting a faint white light.

In front of the stone platform, there was a man wearing a black robe with silver edges standing with his hands behind his back. He had long black hair and was tall and thin. Although he was motionless there, he automatically became the focus of the entire room. Beside him, there was a scar-faced man wearing leather armor, standing with a long knife in his hand.

The man in black robe did nothing, but when Ye Zi looked at him, she felt a sudden panic in her heart. Her body's instinct told her that this man was very powerful and very dangerous.

"That guy... seems to be even harder to deal with." Ji Yijun said in her ear.

Ye Zi knew that he was comparing himself to Wu Xiao, a powerful warrior who could easily suppress them both.

"If, if things go bad later..., I will pounce on the man in black. You must run away immediately."

"I……"

"I brought you here, so I must take responsibility. You must run immediately, do you understand?"

When Ye Zi and Ji Yijun walked to the stone platform under the leadership of Wu Xiao, the black-robed man turned around.

He had a pair of bright black eyes and looked very young, like a college student of the same age as Ji Yijun. However, when Ye Zi looked into his eyes, he found that his eyes were like an abyss that could not be seen to the bottom, as if they had penetrated countless times.

Wu Xiao walked forward and knelt on one knee, reporting: "High Priest, I brought two people who claimed to be able to hear the call of the artifact."

"I know everything, you did a good job." The voice of the young man in black robe was a little hoarse, giving people a heavy and solemn feeling. He stared at Ye Zi for a while, and said to the scarred face beside him: "Pas, they should be the people you mentioned, right?"

"Yes, High Priest. Those people who fell from the sky, they all have black hair and eyes." When saying this, Scar Pas couldn't help but sneak a peek at the young man's black hair.

"Not bad, really good." The young man kept nodding his head, staring at Ye Zi as if he was looking at something strange.

Ye Zi felt uncomfortable being stared at by him, and just as he was about to speak, he heard Ji Yijun scolding: "What are you looking at? You guy, didn't anyone tell you that staring at girls is rude?"

Scar Pas and Wu Xiao were furious when they heard Ji Yijun's tone, and both raised their weapons and pointed them at Ji Yijun, and as long as the high priest gave the order, he would have his head removed.

The high priest waved his hand at them and asked the two to step back. A smile appeared on his lips, and he said to Ji Yijun: "If there is a puzzle that has not been solved for thousands of years, and you are suddenly going to find the answer, how will you react? I think I was very reserved just now."

Ji Yijun raised his eyebrows and said: "I don't understand what you are saying. But since we were brought here by you inexplicably, you must give us an explanation. We are not here for you to watch."

The young man nodded and said: "My name is Zhan Hun, and I am one of the four high priests of the Temple of War. You must be very curious about what happened today. Why did we appear here at the same time as you? Why did you hear the call? If I were to say... This is fate. The fate arranged by God. The cause of all this today has been buried between the years, but everything that will happen must be the result of some kind of pre-arrangement. The torrent of time washed over and finally showed the fruit of this time."

Ji Yijun and Ye Zi looked at each other, and both of them understood each other's eyes: What is he talking about? !

Zhan Hun seemed to understand their doubts. He pointed at Ye Zi and said, "It's too early to explain everything now. My guess has not been verified. I just need you to do one thing. Then everyone can get the answer."

"Me?" Ye Zi asked doubtfully.

Ji Yijun held Ye Zi behind him and said, "If you have anything to do, let me do it."

"You can't do this, and I can't do it either. Only she can do it. Yes, as long as she is that person, she can do it."

"Who am I?"

"You will know after you finish this." Zhan Hun turned and made way. Behind him was a stone staircase leading to the platform. "What you have to do is very simple. Go up and take down the spear."

Ye Zi and Ji Yijun looked in the direction he pointed. There was indeed a spear above the stone platform, hovering in the air about one meter high and slowly sinking and floating, just like a branch floating in the water. The spear was snow-white all over, with a slender spear head like a willow leaf and a ring at the end with a groove in the middle, as if something was missing. Under the light from above, countless runes as fine as leaf veins appeared and disappeared around the gun.

Ye Zi stared at the gun quietly, and a strong sense of intimacy surged in her heart, as if the gun belonged to her.

At this moment, Ji Yijun suddenly sprinted and pounced on the platform like a clever monkey. He deliberately turned a small corner to the side to avoid the interception of the fighting spirit. However, the fighting spirit saw all this, but had no intention of stopping it.

Just when Ji Yijun was about to step on the first step, his body paused, as if he hit an invisible wall, making a dull sound. Because he used too much force, his forehead and nose were immediately bleeding. If he hadn't activated his fighting spirit to protect himself, this collision could have killed him.

Ji Yijun slumped on the ground holding his nose, and saw the fighting spirit looking at him and smiling: "I said, you can't do it, and I can't do it either."

And Ye Zi's thoughts seemed to have flown away to who knows where, and he had no reaction to Ji Yijun's experience. She walked towards the platform with a dull look in her eyes.