Chapter 5: Darkness

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Although he deliberately lowered his voice, he could still clearly feel the soft cry full of excitement and joy. The tall man strode, spread his arms, and wanted to hold Mei in his arms. However, his arms were closed halfway, and his whole body suddenly froze, and he didn't even dare to move his fingers a little longer.

Mei stood opposite him, her left hand surrounded his ears, her slender five fingers slightly opened, and light flashed between her fingers, and the chill was pressed against the man's neck and penetrated into her skin. The lover's warm response turned out to be a smile of death.

"Remove your magic disguise!" Mei's voice was as cold and ruthless as her soul-chasing jade hand.

The man smiled bitterly and said, "Mai, you are still so suspicious." But no matter how he said that, he still dissipated the magic attached to his body. After the magic effect dissipated, the man became more and more handsome.

Mei looked at his face, and after a moment, a smile finally appeared on the corner of her mouth, and said, "Lei Luo, have you been recalled by the respected Lord Endless Yang? Why did you come here suddenly? The army is about to attack the city, with high alert, and there are still a few very powerful people in the army at this moment. I will take a lot of risks when I came out." The cold light between her fingers disappeared without a trace, and soft and soft fell on his shoulders.

Lei Luo stared at Mei, and flames gradually began to burn in his eyes. The flames of the stars had turned into a volcano that was about to erupt in a blink of an eye!

He closed his arms suddenly, hugged Mei tightly into his arms, and eagerly lowered his head to find her warm lips, firmly grasping the fragrance.

Mei was tightly pressed against him, completely submerged in Lei Luo's enthusiasm that was vented like a flood. The rising body temperature and the thin air made her body weak. Only by climbing on Lei Luo's thick neck tightly could she not fall. The frost in her eyes had long melted like a snowman that was towards fire, leaving only a tender and confusion.

Lei Luo's breathing quickly became heavy, and the pain of longing burned with reason like the strongest medicine. His palm spread flat on her chest, covering the graceful curves. The magic tights formed by the thin black silk seemed nothing. Every trembling of Mei and every throbbing were clearly transmitted directly along the palm of her hand to his heart, forcing him even more crazy.

A panic suddenly flashed through Mei Qingyan's blurred eyes, and she shouted with difficulty: "Lei Luo! You, what do you want to do? That will destroy my mark! You must not..."

Her scream was just halfway through, and Lei Luo murmured in her ear: "Let the mark go hell!" Then he closed her mouth with a passionate kiss.

A trace of cold light suddenly flashed in Mei's eyes, and the bright redness and love fire on her face were instantly replaced by frost. Her left leg was originally tightly placed on Lei Luo's waist, but there was a slight sound at her heel, and two short blades with cold light bounced out.

Mei knocked back her calves, and two short blades immediately sank into Lei Luo's thighs! She kicked her hard again, and took advantage of these slight forces to rise up, and flipped two lightly and vigorously in the air, landing several meters away.

Lei Luo let out a cry of pain, and there were two bloody wounds on his thighs. His hot body cooled down sharply. He shook his head and endured the pain and asked, "Mei! Why did you suddenly act? Hell, what are you doing?"

Mei ignored Lei Luo and just sorted out her clothes. Her slender hands passed by, and the black tights she turned up spread and stretched out, covering her nearly naked body completely. Mei paused her heels, and the two short blades made a buzzing sound, shaking off all the blood beads stained on countless hooks and barbs, and then retracted back into the black.

Mei stared at Lei Luo, and a faint murderous aura began to appear in her eyes. She asked coldly: "Lei Luo! What did you want to do just now? You know my mission and mission, why do you still want that? Don't tell me that you are just pretending! Do you run out to see me secretly without the permission of Lord Endless Yang at all?"

Just as Lei Luo was about to step forward, he saw Mei's long legs sweeping across the air like lightning. A severe pain came from his intact left leg!

Lei Luo looked at the two bloody mouths that suddenly appeared on his thighs, and his knees became weak and he almost fell to the ground.

"Mei, you..." Lei Luo forced himself to stand up.

Mei snorted, and the two short blades were taken back from her right heel. She shouted sternly: "Lei Luo! Do you know that your behavior is like betraying the endless ocean, or betraying the goddess of nature! I didn't kill you on the spot just now, and I am already very tolerant!"

Lei Luo smiled bitterly, stared at Mei, and growled: "Go to his endless ocean, go to his goddess of nature! They have so many candidates, why do you have to choose you! It's been ten years, a whole ten years! How many days will we stay together in ten years? If faith is the result of this, then I would rather not have this belief! I just wanted to get you, and to destroy the damn blue dew mark in your body! Mei! Come with me! We can hide to the farthest places, and hide to those places where the "boiling sea" executive warriors would not set foot!"

Mei's eyes lit up and she said lightly: "They chose me? So, I will have a task soon. What is it?"

Lei Luo stared at Mei's expression blankly, and a look of pain flashed in his eyes, and asked, "Mei, are you... just thinking of a mission like this?"

Mei looked at Lei Luo with a bright look and said slowly: "Complete the goddess's mission is the most noble dedication."

Lei Luo was silent for a while and smiled bitterly: "No, you have no mission yet. But you are following him, I... I'm very worried about you! That fat man is a complete demon! And if there is a mission, no matter what it is, it will most likely fall on you, because only you can get close to that demon. But even if you can complete the mission, can you escape? Mei, do you still remember? Ten years ago, we made an oath by the beach. At that time, you said that the most hope for in this life is to find a beautiful lakeside, and we will stay together quietly together for the rest of our lives. Mei! I... I don't want you to die!"

The forest was silent, with only a slight and rhythmic ticking sound, which was the blood dripping from Lei Luo's legs.

Mei turned her back and no longer looked at the shaking Lei Luo, but said lightly: "Since you say that, it means that my mission will come soon. For me, faith is supreme. For the sake of our love for ten years, I don't hear or see everything you said and done just now. Go away. If you dare to approach the Imperial Army camp without the orders of the Endless Ocean, I will kill you with my own hands."

She paused for a moment and said coldly: "Even if I don't kill you, you will have no way to die if you get close to the Empire camp."

Lei Luo's face was pale, not sure if it was because of excessive blood loss or other reasons. Finally, he made a move.

Lei Luo imparted natural healing on his wound. Although this could not completely heal the wound, he would no longer bleed.

"My, I have also regarded faith above everything else..."

Lei Luo turned around slowly and staggered towards the depths of the woods.

"But now, Mei, you are my whole world."

Lei Luo's figure slowly disappeared into the shadow of the trees...

"Mei, I love you..." A gentle sentence, but for some reason, always echoed in the forest.

Mei stood there like a lifeless statue, without looking back or opening her mouth. Just a little crystal light of water slowly slid down from under her cheeks.

The woods had already returned to silence. As soon as Mei was about to take a step, she heard a hoarse and feminine voice coming from behind: "Mei! Well done, you have proved your faith. It seems that the Elders' House decided to hand over this task to you was a very wise decision."

Mei bowed and said, "Mr. Salinas, are you here too? I...I need your advice. Should I kill Lei Luo?"

Standing behind Mei was a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance, with only a pair of light blue and gray eyes flashing occasionally, showing that he was not weak in strength.

Salinas sighed slightly, "Mei, you and Leiluo are both grown up when I watched you. I know your affairs very well. Leiluo... Alas, let him go. Although the Goddess of nature has a higher faith than anything else, it is not unkind. This is your mission, please take a look!"

He handed a dark green scroll to Mei. Mei unfolded the scroll and read it quickly. Every time her eyes swept a line of words, that part of the scroll would turn into a wisp of smoke.

"I don't understand why I did this?" Mei frowned.

"There must be a reason for the orders of the Presbyterian Church. What you have to do is not doubt, but obey."

Mei nodded. She saluted Salinas, then hid in the darkness again and left the woods.

The dreamy floating city is now stuck on the clouds. Its location is so high that the passing wind is colder than the ice and snow on the ground, and breathing becomes very difficult. Except for the people in the Holy Land, even Mora cannot last long outside. The Magister Crazy Wizard was left in the Imperial Camp. At such a high place, the time that a magician with a weak physique can persist is the time that the magic shield can persist.

If you look up from the ground, the floating city is the brightest star in the night sky.

In the floating city where magical light is everywhere, there is also a place of darkness. This is absolute darkness, and there is no trace of light.

That is the goddess's palace.

It was not until the two doors slowly opened that a ray of light was brought to this absolutely dark world. The magical light outside the door was not strong, but compared with the darkness in the hall, it was a dazzling and blindly bright light. Among the strong light, an extremely tall figure stood at the door, which was the Black Warrior Emperor.

"Dear Feng Yue, Elgra has collected 110,000 suitable souls, and the Dark Dragon Magic Formation can be activated. However, it will be attacked by Tiffany soon. Roger and we both think that we should wait until the siege before siege to activate the Dark Dragon Magic Formation. At that time, we will have more souls and a greater chance of success. Elgra can also retain enough magic power for siege."

"Yes." Feng Yue replied lightly.

Her body was completely hidden in the darkness, but her silver eyes occasionally had a halo flowing. If the wind and moon in the past were so cold that she was unwilling to pay attention to everything in the world, at this moment she was filled with unconcealed loneliness, with a little pain.

The coffin where Vina was sleeping no longer emitted a slight light, completely integrated with the darkness.

The Black Warrior Emperor seemed to sigh, and he withdrew from the hall and gently closed the two doors.

Fengyue's temple once again fell into darkness.

"Do you already have 110,000 souls?" Roger stood on the high platform and asked Elgra beside him.

"Yes." Elgra's voice was still empty and hoarse, and it was always exuding a strong breath of death. Perhaps because of too many souls collected, the keen Roger seemed to hear shrill crying constantly gushing out of the lich's black robe.

While answering, the Lich watched the busy mages laying magic circles at the top of the platform. He needed to correct the mages' mistakes from time to time. Even the fanatical mages would clearly feel fear and cringe when the lich approached, although Elgra had restrained the range of the fear barrier around him as much as possible.

This platform is hundreds of meters in radius and nearly thirty meters high, almost the same height as Tiffany City, and is only a few hundred meters away from Tiffany City Gate. This distance just exceeds the range of the Delaware Longbow, and the elf shooters can successfully pour sharp arrows to the top of Tiffany City.

Under the Algra magic, the platform grew for three days and three nights in a row before reaching its current scale. The city of Tiffany is too tall and heavy. Even with the magic of the lich, it cannot be used as before. The magic of the terrain can be directly used to spread the magic of changing the terrain onto the city and shake the foundation of the city wall.

The mages of the Crazy Wizards are setting up a magic circle for the high platform. In front of and around the high platform, the elves and craftsmen of the Tide Legion have assembled a brief fortress with pig iron components and hardwoods that have been cast. Although the defense is not outstanding, it is enough to withstand the attacks of powerful crossbows and mechanical crossbows from Tiffany. However, the fortress cannot stop the attacks of magic for the time being, so the magical attacks on the city and under the city have not been interrupted these days.

The number of mages and magic levels in Tiffany City are not as good as Roger's army. The mages of the Crazy Wizards, Elf Wizards and Tide Legion's mages together have more than seventy people, which has an overwhelming advantage in number. However, Tiffany Wizards are convenient for the geography, and many platforms like flying wings are the excellent places for them to cast spells. After they cast spells, they can quickly retreat to a safe place along the platform. Unfortunately, they do not have the magic that is enough to destroy such a large platform, and can only try to kill people on the platform and delay the construction progress.

If the Crazy Wizards did not stop the magic attack in time, the prepared heavy infantry will use special giant shields and magic defense heavy armor to block the opponent's magic and protect the elf craftsmen behind them.

By the time this mobile fortress was built, hundreds of heavy infantry soldiers had already sacrificed their lives.

When the Lich Elgra is resting, he will occasionally counterattack Tiffany's mage. In the hands of the Lich, the eighth-level magical death finger is used quickly and easily, just like a big magician slap a fire arrow. Before Tiffany's mage begins to cast spells and retreats to the safe place, the Lich is enough to cast the second death finger. The weak magician hit Elgra's death finger, and there is never a possibility of surviving.

Because of this, the mages in Tiffany City are not too arrogant. After all, no one knows whether the next target of the lich is himself.

Roger looked at the gorgeous magic light that enveloped Tiffany, and his brows became tighter the more he looked. He suddenly said to Elgra: "Get out ten thousand souls! I think we need to create some dark green corpse puppets just in case. Anyway, after capturing Tiffany, we can get enough souls."

Elgra laughed twice in an unpleasant voice and said, "I thought, once you knew that you had enough souls, you would immediately be in a hurry to resurrect Fengyue. I didn't expect your patience to be so good! Haha!"

Roger's eyes flashed, but his tone was still calm: "Elgra, I understand the Dark Dragon Magic Formation. Now there is a dark dragon missing, and 100,000 souls can only be said to be enough. I am not patient, but I just don't want to take risks."

Elgra said: "Although the city defense of Tiffany is strong, isn't there only one guy named Winner in the city? Although he has created many things and is very powerful, magical items cannot replace the magicians no matter how they are. In this world, many great magicians have not powerful magic power. At least Winner is not worth our worries."

"Elgra, I admit that you are powerful. But the complexity of this world is far more than the world of death! What if there is not only one Winner in the city? It is not harmful to prepare more."

Elgra snorted and said, "Everything about war is up to you. Since you insist on creating a dark green corpse puppet, I have no objection. The night is coming soon, and we don't have much time, so we have to do it quickly. I'm waiting for you below, you can go find your body. Anyway, you know very well what kind of body the corpse puppet needs."

After saying that, the lich floated down the platform. Everyone next to him subconsciously turned their heads and did not dare to look at the bleak green light coming from under the black robe.

Roger sent someone to call Wallace and Bauhinia Butterfly over and ordered: "Let me find five hundred strongest soldiers! I have no other requests, as long as their bodies are strong enough."

Rogge slowly stepped down from the platform, and he suddenly reached out and grabbed Sius in the void, and pulled Sius out. Rogge stared at Sius, snorted, and let go of his hand. Of course, he knew that if this old fox didn't want him to find out, he would definitely not find any trace of Sius.

"Sius, I need to go up to the Floating City and talk to the goddess Audreh about tomorrow's siege. I always feel that tomorrow's war will change a little."

Seus smiled in a slight smile and said, "Do you just want to talk to the goddess?"

Roger was silent for a moment before saying lightly: "No matter what tomorrow, I will definitely capture Tiffany! Before the battle, I want to... take another look at Feng Yue."

Seus nodded and said, "The great Odrech said, you must not be allowed to go up!" He deliberately emphasized the word "you".

"You must not let me go up?" Roger was shocked.

"Well, she should mean that, you know I'm old, and sometimes my ears don't work well..." Sius began to talk about it.

Roger looked up at the night sky, thinking about something.

Tiffany under the night sky is like a brilliant gem. Not only does she have a gorgeous appearance, but her interior is also beautiful.

The tallest building in the city is not an empire, but a tall tower with its body in a wavy arc and its end is like a huge disc.

The disc is actually a large alchemy laboratory like a maze. Dozens of magic arrays are spread all over the laboratory, with different functions. Dozens of dwarfs, various strange metals or puppets made of other non-living materials are running back and forth to serve their masters.

In front of the surprisingly large laboratory bench, a bald, slightly fat, and kind-looking old man was busy. He picked up a gear and carefully identified the magic circle etched on it. After a long time of day, he let out a sigh of satisfaction and praised: "The craftsmanship of these dwarfs is not inferior to that of alpine dwarves or elves!"
To be continued...