Dawn of the Grey Tower

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No one knows what happened. Among the fairies present, there are many with excellent eyesight, but under their extremely powerful observation power, they can't tell what happened between the lightning and the stone fire just now. After a short silence, whispers began to occur in the crowd,

"Did you see what happened just now? Where did that sword come from?" "No, could it be invisible?" "Invisible magic sword?" "No, no, I can see how it appeared. "

"Sand constitutes the sword. The fine sand pouring out of Kailas's hair changed the movement of his left arm and stretched out from his fingertips. Unbelievably, it is more magical than any legendary magic sword! "

It's more magical than any magic sword. Of course, such words are just a momentary sigh. Each of the magic swords of the fairies is incredible, and it is impossible to talk about the most amazing one.

But this is enough to explain how unreasonable this stinging sword made of sand and dust is, even here, in the eyes of ordinary people, the weird and bizarre fairyland. But this is only the first appearance, just a stunning opening may not be able to bear the important task.

The attack of the fairy nobles struck again, faster and more unpredictable, like a summer shower, like a wind in the mountains, three swords have been pierced in a single thought, and there are three kinds of tricks hidden in the three swords, each of which changes There are three more changes in the trick!

"It's a triple sword!"

The exclamation broke out from the crowd again, this time because of the swordsmanship performed by D'Artagnan. That's why he enjoys a reputation as a master of swordsmanship. It is said that anyone who has seen the triple sword will never want to fight him again, because they know that they will never be able to crack this complicated and mysterious swordsmanship.

And everyone who has faced this swordsmanship is all impressed by it, even if they are defeated and killed, they need to acknowledge its power. Only one person, only one person, used the same sword to crack this invincible swordsmanship. But now Kailas is like a candle in the wind, even unable to stand, how can he talk about cracking swordsmanship?

"Clang! Clang!"

Such as the sound of metal raindrops hitting the metal branches and leaves continuously sounded, and even began to have a rhythm. But this is not a concert, and D'Artagnan is not a musician. He and his sword are both ruthless killers. Only this time, their goal is somewhat difficult to kill. Because Rao is the triple-epee swordsmanship of how sharp and varied the tricks, after all, it is the trick of the stabbing sword, and the stabbing sword cannot penetrate the shield, at least this shield.

"How…"

After several seconds of unsuccessful attacks, the fairy nobles also had to temporarily stop the offensive. For the sake of face, he did not utter the doubts that he had already uttered a word, but this was actually not important, because everyone had the same confusion as him. In front of them, the dusty thorn sword turned into a sand shield, the same style as the one held by one of the fairies.

The zheng-shaped shield was full of sword marks, but as the attack stopped, those marks were quickly covered and repaired by quicksand and disappeared without a trace. It seems that it is not impossible to destroy it, but whether it is a stabbing sword or a triple sword, they all use precision attacking vital points as a threat, and their pure destructive power is far from enough.

"Dear Sir, please allow me to do it for you."

In the crowd, a goblin with a boar-like head and sturdy curvy fangs in its jaw stood up. His arms are extremely strong and contain terrible power, and his hairy hands are holding chains with meteor hammers. The hammer head is half the size of a human head.

With such a weapon, one blow is enough to cause extremely serious damage to the armor of a heavy armored knight. It is not something that a small sand shield can resist.

D'Artagnan looked at the meteor hammer, and then at the sand shield that had automatically left a crescent-shaped gap so that his master could see the situation. His beard trembled, "No, take this waste with his Grab the sand."

This order was quickly implemented, because Kailas had fainted at this time. If there hadn't been a series of encounters at the bottom of the desert before, would he be more energetic than he is now to be able to break through? Or perhaps, the existence of the Sword of Dust accidentally saved the life of the cat fairy? Who knows, there are always countless ifs in the world, and reality is the moment when countless coincidence gears fit together.

Kailas only knew that when he woke up again, he had become a prisoner of the past opponent, a real prisoner. Because D'Artagnan used a metal cage to imprison the black cat under the steps of his castle hall. As long as Kailas raised his head, he would see the throne on the main seat and D'Artagnan hanging above the throne and his family. Huge portraits of other people in. The fairy throne is on top, which is a kind of torture for him.

Feiyan, not by her side. Of course not? Which jailer would be stupid enough to let his prisoners keep weapons? Kailas leaned on the metal railing. He didn't worry that it was made of iron. In the fairy world, iron is a taboo. No iron is allowed to be brought here, otherwise the perpetrators will suffer the most terrible punishment~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ The swordsman exhaled. The air in the hall was mixed with the scent of aroma and metal. They mixed into a pungent sweetness. Some fairies used this kind of often appearing in the halls of lords or nobles. The taste is called the taste of right. He hates this taste, even though his reputation is built on it.

Footsteps sounded from the side of the hall. You don't have to go to see Kailas to know where it came from. It was a spiral staircase leading to the banquet hall. He had tried to forget the structure of this castle, but when he really came back here, he went back to the past.

D'Artagnan seems to have just presided over the opening of a banquet. He is holding a glass wine glass with a copper backing in his hand. He is surrounded by three quick-witted waiters who are dragging their sides and filling them with food and drinks. Tray. The nobleman walked slowly deliberately. He hoped that his footsteps could torture the prisoners as much as possible, but when he saw the cat's eyes gleaming with cold light, he knew that his plan was doomed to no avail.

"How does it feel to be back in your castle? I bet you didn't know that the passage would lead here, otherwise you would avoid it even if you took a long detour. Ah, look here, it’s no different from when you were there. It just added some of my personal style. After all, now I am the lord here, and you, you are nothing."

The nobleman waved his hand and dismissed the quick spirits. He sat on the steps and said in a mocking tone.

"If you release me from here, I will pull out your remaining stupid beard! This time without a sword, I will pull them from your face one by one with my hands. "

The cat fairy tried to yell, but even though the wear and tear of passing through the passage had been somewhat recovered, he was still weak under the hunger and thirst, and the yelling had no deterrent.