A buzzing sound penetrated Fang Zhu's ear drum at this moment. He lowered his head and saw that the communication crystal on the gloves lit up.

In the communication channel, Luo Hao's somewhat anxious voice was heard: "Ed, they have detained Miss Silvede."

Fang Zhu pressed one hand on the communication crystal and was slightly stunned. While he raised his head and looked at the shaking sword blades in the hands of the gray knights surrounding him, he whispered, "What the hell is going on? They guessed us?"

"No, but it is said that it is related to a prophecy of the temple. Miss Silvede should be asked to cooperate with their investigation."

"What, a prophecy?"

After Fang Yu was stunned, he couldn't help but subconsciously shut his mouth, but in silence, a heavy light flashed in his heart.

He looked at the knight helmets shaking not far away, as if he had grasped a key factor, and he was not angry but happy, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly: "Then, wait for me."

"What?"

"When I come back, I have to deal with something here. You can keep them and remember not to let them take Silvede away."

"So you're in trouble, too."

Luo Hao sighed with a wry smile, but why did he? Xie Sita is there, how could these people take the latter without convinceing the maid?

However, he put the big shield in his hand heavily, walked to the stairs a little heavy, and looked down, still nodding, only answering, "Okay, I understand."

Fang Zhu closed the communication.

The gray knights had all put the sword in their hands flattened, and the cold tip was surrounding him. At this moment, a muffled sound was coming from under the leading knight's helmet mask opposite:

"Listen, put down your weapons and accept the guidance of the Lord of the Storm, and you may be able to obtain redemption-"

But Fang Yu looked at these people and did not reach out to the information crystal on his chest as soon as possible. Instead, he silently took off his personal communication device on his glove, then edited a message, and clicked and pressed to send.

...

"Dear sir."

The hall was as deep as an abyss. The sacred statue of Aidan Ryan, the Lord of the Storm, looked coldly at a hunched man on the ground. The purple curtains hung down from the marble pillars and did not move at all. Only a beam of pale light hangs from the dome and shines in the center of the hall.

The latter was hunching over, almost folding his waist to the ground, looking at the high-level knight in front of him with a little flattering look, and rubbing his hands constantly: "I swear to the Lord of the Storm, I will never dare to deceive you. Their camp is in the forest, it is absolutely true... and I have actually disliked that woman."

The high-level knight Mofein-Grey Flame looked down at the ragged man with a faint cold light in his burnt eyes, and he didn't say a word, as if he was thinking about something. And until the other party showed a slightly fearful look, he raised his black metal gloves and stretched out his finger: "Whether you can dedicate your loyalty to the Lord of the Storm and get redemption before the end of the world comes only depends on how pious your faith is-"

His voice was filled with a rustling noise, as if many bugs were crawling over his throat: "Go, remember what you said, take the others to get the sinners back, my knights are waiting for you outside the courtyard, you have only one chance and only success."

"You will be favored by the Lord of the Storm, and the past is also cancelled. The great master has not yet healed the scars left by the shadow man," Mofein-Grey Flame gently pressed the gloves on the man's shoulder. The cold touch made the latter shudder, "Otherwise, the purple flame will only swallow everything about you and turn you into a demon in the abyss."

The man's face was scared at first, but immediately he couldn't help but look ecstatic, as if he had turned into the most fanatical believer in an instant, and he said loudly: "Of course, I am willing to give everything to the Lord of the Storm."

He took two steps back in dismay, as if he had lost all his strength. He rolled and crawled towards the gate of the temple and walked out.

Watching the other person disappear into the darkness, after a while, under the cold metal mask of Mofein's gray flame, a meaningful look appeared in his brown eyes. "Dedicate everything," he sneered, "a good idea."

Shortly after the man left, behind a row of pillars in the hall, several people wearing Silver Forest Spear's battle robe walked out.

If Fang Yu was in this place, he would definitely recognize that the other party was the young man he had met on the court two days ago.

"See it," Mofein-Grey Flame turned around and said to the man of Silver Forest Spear, his voice a little hoarse, "Their alliance is not worth mentioning at all. Those mediocre people always care about their own interests and plot against each other. I have said that it is easy to catch these bugs."

"——The bug is a bug, no matter how well it hides, it is still a bug."

The young man shook his head and did not refute the sentence: "That is your own business - I am just here to remind you that there are still some callers among those. You can no longer deal with them without permission as last time, and you must give them to us."

Mofein-Grey Flame turned around and looked at the people and nodded.

But he was silent for a moment and said, "But I have one more thing to inform you, we have decided to take that woman away."

"That woman?"

"The Witch of the Crow is the woman I mentioned to you," Mofein-Grey Flame replied word by word: "She is the servant of the Crow, one of the descendants of the Crow. The storm is coming, and the prophecies will be fulfilled one by one. Those that will not be fulfilled and those that have been fulfilled will be presented to the world one by one. We must rush before that to eliminate all the instability factors..."

The young man was silent for a moment before saying, "You have thought about it?" But to be honest, do you really want to fight them? It's not that I don't believe in your prophecy, but I personally suggest you better think twice before doing it."

Mofein-Grey Flame's eyes flashed with distrust: "I was a little surprised at your hesitation, that was just a group of adventurers."

The young man shook his head: "But the caller can be different from the refugees who are allowed to slaughter you."

Mofein-Grey Flame looked at them with some doubt: "It seems the same to Lord of the Storm..." He paused, "But, have you hidden something from me?"

The young man hesitated for a moment, but immediately shook his head: "That's not, I mean... Be careful to get involved with those who are really good at it. There are many unstable factors among the callers."

Mofein-Grey Flame sneered, disapprovingly: "You have looked down on those people too high, and the prophecy has long been destined. No one can disobey the will of the Lord of the Storm, and the descendants of the Crow must be controlled by us. In fact, while saying these words to you, I have sent the knights, and maybe you will soon hear the news."

"Okay." Since the words had already reached this point, the young man shrugged.

But when he walked out of the hall, he silently looked back at the temple and the cold spire above the temple. Then he took out the communication crystal and sent a message to the other side: "Your Highness, you owe me a favor."

A face with a clever smile soon appeared on the light screen. Sophie smiled slightly over there and said, "I understand, I'll bother you this time, piss."

"You have just arrived in the Second World, shouldn't you be in closed management?" The young man asked with the communication crystal, "Is it a bit too much to come to me just for this little thing? Is the rumors outside true?"

"Where are you thinking about, piss," Sophie blinked, "Don't you know me yet, I always do business."

"Business?" The young man was stunned: "Including helping to conceal the other party's identity?"

"certainly."

"I can't see how good this is for us."

"Big, in the matter of integrating the free-chosenator, although we have common interests with the Florids, they have come ahead of us," Sophie smiled. "Whether it is our Silver Weislan or your Silver Forest Crown, the alliance does not need to follow the Florids, otherwise we will be left behind forever."

"That's the case," the young man nodded: "But what does this have to do with this matter?"

"The Flores' descendants have seized the opportunity, and we will only fall behind step by step in competing with them in the fields they are good at," Sophie replied. "But there are some people who can never win over, but we may not."

"You mean him?" The young man was a little surprised. "But I can't see any value he deserves to win over. Well, he has some fame. But there are many such newcomers in every guild. Is it necessary?"

"He's not that simple."

"Your Highness, to be honest, this is your own opinion, right?"

"Of course I have my own selfishness, piss," Sophie said with a smile: "He is my friend, and I don't mind helping my friend. But this is not just selfishness. Believe me, there are some power behind him that you can't see."

"The power that cannot be seen?"

"Have you forgotten my identity, piss?"

The young man was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but look at Sophie unexpectedly and replied, "You...well, I don't know anything."

Sophie nodded with a smile. She silently looked at the name on her address book, but couldn't help but think in her heart that the power behind him was probably more than you thought.

She fell silent and thought of the journey in the southern border again, and pursed her lips gently. Loofah is a lone wolf, but some people are not lone wolf. The deeds left by the other party will eventually deeply affect everyone.

She gently held the emblem in her hand and thought to herself, Sister Bai Jia, I have done what you told me.

"By the way," Sophie suddenly raised her head and asked again, "Master, can you pay attention to something for me?"

"Um?"

"For example, the recent transfer of Florida's descendants..."

"Flor's descendants?" The young man smiled bitterly: "Your Highness, you might as well worry about his current situation."

"Now?" Sophie smiled, squinted her eyes and shook her head indifferently: "You don't understand, just a group of stinky fish and rotten shrimps."

...

Under the dim red light of the emergency light, Su Changfeng was a little confused and staring at the headless and unfinished information that popped up on his personal communication device:

“I have an assumption—”

"What if they took the initiative to cause trouble for us?"

If others sent such a message without any end, he could ignore it.

But as soon as he saw this message, he couldn't help but subconsciously recalling the conversation he had with the other party not long ago. Of course, in his heart, the young man should have some opinions on their answer.

That was the person he found and the person he was optimistic about. Of course, he hoped that the young man could see more clearly and avoid detours.

After thinking for a while, he quickly replied to the other side: "What do they mean?"

The reply there was quick and almost immediately:

"Refers to the people in the Temple of Crow's Claws."

Su Changfeng took a breath and felt a surge of blood pressure rise. He wanted to open the video communication immediately and scold the stinky brat in person. But the other party seemed to have considered this and did not activate the permission and did not give him this opportunity.

He had to type, "Boy, are you asking me for trouble? I'll repeat that the Crow Claw Temple is not something we support later. Please try these things less and don't be smart. What I said to you before is just to make you sober and realize that the Alliance and the Suva Statement are indispensable - as for what trouble you are going to cause, we can't control it. Don't forget, are you still causing less trouble?"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! But after he entered it, the information on the screen immediately appeared word by word:

"So, as long as it's not an alliance?"

Su Changfeng felt a big head.

"It doesn't matter if it's an alliance. Don't you understand it? If you can't defeat it and you have to waste your time, it's your own business. Of course, you might as well help us do something more meaningful. Although you can't defeat it, you can help supervise it-"

There was a moment of silence over there, and then only four words were replied:

"I see."

"Wait, what do you understand?"

Su Changfeng was slightly stunned.

But the screen had become darker, leaving him alone in the fog here.

"This damn bad guy," Su Changfeng slapped his hands after a long while, and then woke up at the dream: "......These young people are all the same, and they are talking in a cloud of clouds and mist, and they are fighting a puzzle."

He seemed to think of the girl in his home, shook his head, and muttered to himself: "One day I will make this kid look good."

...

Fang Yu put down the communication crystal, which seemed a little quiet.

The white mist sprayed under the knights' helmets swirled into ice, and the metal armor was slightly undulating. Above the black and white battle robe, a gloomy crow's eye was staring at everything in front of him. The leading knight held up the sword in his hand, and the muffled voice under the helmet was counting down:

"three!"

"two!"

But suddenly he saw that the young man in front of him was raising his hand and interrupting himself.

Fang Yu raised his head and looked at these people. His dark eyes were as quiet as the water of the ancient well. His chest was slightly slumped. At this moment, he opened his mouth and spit out a thin cloud of mist:

"There is an answer in the wind..."

"And people can only hear that voice."

“It says that no one in this world can redeem us except ourselves—”

The knights were stunned, as if they hadn't reacted yet, and they turned around and looked at their leader. At that moment, there was a slight silence on the square, and time seemed to solidify. The leading knight was almost stunned for a moment before realizing what the other party said.

The leading knight was fixed on the spot, as if he had been greatly insulted, and then the next moment he let out a muffled roar from inside his helmet. He slashed the sword in his hand from top to bottom and roared:

"Heaven, catch this damn heresy!"

The roar sounded over the square.

But not far away, on the second floor of a building, several people were concentrating on watching the scene below. The leader couldn't help but smile and shook his head when he saw this scene, "This kid is not very capable, but he is first-class in trouble."

He licked his lips, which were frozen and cracked, and a burning light flashed in his eyes, "But his pussy is pretty good, it can be regarded as being as pretending to be like the wind, good, it suits my appetite. OK, after all, no one can like those divine guys-"

He whistled and said, "It's said that this kid's first reputation has some connection with us, and it also made Boss Qin and others lose face. However, the grudge between us should be eliminated here. Even if we repay this task to him now."

While saying that, he turned around, looked at the other people in the room, and lowered his voice: "Everyone, prepare to take action. The piss team said that if this kid can't hold on, we have to help him get out of trouble. But I originally thought this kid would be smarter, but I didn't expect that he was also a nasty person. If he didn't take action, I was afraid that he would fall into the hands of these people."

He gestured: "Also don't forget that this is the little princess's mission. Don't you want to show it well? Although she is from Silver Weislan, you can find a way to kidnap her to our guild, haha."

He thought he had told a pretty complacent joke, but he didn't expect to get the expected response at all. It was just because everyone in the room looked through him like a possessive person and looked out the window.

The leader was slightly stunned and couldn't help but reach out and sway in front of everyone, but there was no reaction. The next moment, he realized something was wrong and couldn't help but turn around and look out of the window and above the square.

And this time he turned around, he could no longer look away.

There, surrounded by a group of black and white knights, the young man was standing in the center of the square.

Fang Yu was gently putting his hand to his chest, and the thick gloves only pressed down on a dark crystal there.

Above the crystal was embroidered with silver cast patterns, and layers of sea blue light were blooming from his fingertips.

"It's you guys who come together-"

"Or I?"

One after another, the dark blue light and shadow appeared behind the boy.

Four, eight, twelve, twenty-four, the knights were in a stir, and in the midst of this stir, they raised their heads and looked at the heavy shadows, and involuntarily took a step back.

And the leader had already opened his mouth wide without realizing it. At that moment, he had only one thought in his mind.

Wait, wait... the rumors in the community are actually true?
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