Limitless Interpretations

Demonic energy...

Or what the East calls it: the evil spirit.

The vastness enveloped the majestic and dilapidated castle not far away, and Yan Wan could even feel it. This aura was like a living thing, trying to penetrate into his body.

However, Matthew's pendant seemed to contain a strange power, blocking out all these gloomy atmospheres.

"This is the so-called extraordinary, right? What is this power? Magic? Holy light? Fighting spirit?" He muttered in his heart.

In his opinion, to be extraordinary, let alone something too far away, you must at least be able to fly. Even if you can't fly, you can still shoot sword energy, fireballs and the like.

However, he is still an ordinary person now, but he is faster, faster, and stronger than them... that's all.

"arrive."

Matthew breathed for a while, took out exquisite silver badges from the small box he carried with him, and distributed them to everyone, excluding Yan Wan.

Because the pendant that Matthew gave him before was enough to block the intrusion of evil spirits.

Matthew frowned, paused on the castle, and said, "That magic dragon is entrenched in the castle. We have to find a way to lure it out, otherwise it will be difficult to deal with it."

Lead out.

How to lead?

Of course you need bait.

Thinking about it with your buttocks, you know that this job is not easy to do, and if you are not careful, you will end up being swallowed as a snack.

Who wants to go?

Yan Wan and the other exorcists looked at each other silently, stood together in a tacit understanding, and focused their attention on these Holy See knights.

What a hero should do, of course, must be done by the knights in the Holy See who believe in gods and are not afraid of sacrifice. They exorcists are just paid to do things, and they have nothing to do with the word great.

When Matthew saw this, the corner of his mouth twitched. Although he had no intention of using the exorcist as bait at the beginning, the other party's behavior still made him feel bad.

"I go."

I saw a young man with a beard and a relatively strong physique step forward and whispered: "Mr. Bishop, let me go, I will definitely complete the task."

"Are there really people who are willing to die?" Yan Wang was dumbfounded. The brainwashing education of the Holy See is really awesome. In reality, those micro-businessmen and mass media organizations are far behind them.

Matthew patted his shoulder excitedly and said in a deep voice: "Tom, future generations will remember your heroic actions. Go, my God is watching you, and the Holy Light is with you."

"Yeah." Tom tightened the long sword in his hand, quickly turned over the rocks with a sullen face, and ran towards the castle, and then his figure blurred for a while.

Yan Wan raised his eyes and looked at Tom Warrior's path.

After a moment, he suddenly said in a shocking voice: "He is dead."

"Um??"

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but glare at him.

However, as soon as Yan Wan finished speaking, he saw Tom's figure suddenly stiffen, and then with a hasty exclamation, the figure disappeared without a trace.

"???"

After a moment of silence, Matthew turned to look at him with an inexplicable expression on his face.

Are you a crow? Whatever you say is effective.

Matthew opened his mouth and asked softly: "Sir, may I ask Tom, how did he die?"

"Um..." Yan Wan's face looked a little weird. When he saw the curiosity on the faces of these people, he had to say: "He fell to death. The place was a crack in the ground. He didn't see it, and then..."

"..." Everyone was speechless.

Tom's majestic image as a great hero was shattered into pieces in just a short moment.

Yan Huan shrugged: "I think you need to find a warrior with better night vision."

Matthew fell into silence. In this weather, he couldn't even see the stars and moonlight. Without their help, no matter how good his eyesight was, he couldn't see clearly.

The other knights looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

They have faith and can sacrifice their lives for the gods they believe in, but... they hope to die worthily, not like Tom.

No one wants to die in such a humiliating way.

Matthew looked at Yan Wan: "In that case, can you..."

"No." Yan Wang shook his head decisively, joking, that was a dragon.

Although the young dragon is a bit of a noob, his father (or mother) is not someone to be trifled with. Yan Wan doesn't want to become the dragon's excrement.

"One hundred gold pounds." Matthew used his trump card.

Yan Wang used a counterattack strategy: "My life is far more valuable than a hundred gold pounds."

"One hundred and fifty gold pounds." Matthew used a double trump card.

Yan Wan was unmoved and counterattacked: "I won't risk my life just for money. What's the use of having more money if my life is gone?"

"Two hundred gold pounds." Matthew made a decisive move.

Yan Wan was defeated and defeated. "It smells so good... Well, I can give it a try."

"You owe me four hundred gold pounds now. Don't deny it when the time comes." Yan Wan muttered, arranging his things.

"..." Matthew's face was dark. Did the Holy See have such a bad impression in his mind? Do we have to default on even this few gold pounds?

Yan Wan took a few steps, turned back and said, "I said, don't you have the Holy Light Technique, or the method of making loud noises to attract the demonic dragon to come out? Are you going to force people to die?"

Matthew resisted the urge to curse and shook his head decisively.

Knock you? Was the precious magic scroll used at this time? And who the hell can bring firecrackers and useless things like fireworks when slaying a dragon?

At first, there were things on the boat to lure the evil dragon, but as the ship sank, those things were filled with water and no longer usable, otherwise Matthew would not ask for help from Yan Wan.

"...With this kind of preparation, you still want to slay the dragon?"

Yan Wan curled his lips and walked away with a mocking tone. His steps were vigorous, as if he were walking on flat ground, without any of Tom's caution.

——

This ancient castle appears to be intact on the surface, but that's just the surface.

The roof of the castle had long been crushed. Once inside, there were ruins and ruins all over the place. There is a very conspicuous large hole in the middle.

Yan Wan didn't even need to look, he could feel the heavy pressure coming from below the cave, which was as heavy as a mountain.

The muffled sound of snoring, look for Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan.com The vibration sound is transmitted to the surroundings, and from time to time some gravels can vibrate, as if they are trembling, shaking non-stop.

Is there anything that can anger a giant dragon?

There is no doubt that nature is...

Roar! ! !

The earth-shattering roar completely shattered the already weak walls around him.

Yan Wan jumped out of the hole quickly like an ant, carrying a huge leather bag on his shoulders. He pursed his lips calmly, swung his legs and ran outside.

Its speed is simply astonishing.

Then, a huge black shadow suddenly broke through the obstacle, spread its wings and took off into the air. Its dragon eyes glared angrily, and its bloody mouth full of fangs suddenly opened wide, spitting out a bursting pillar of fire at Yan Wan below.

Knock on you!

Yan Wan felt the burning warmth coming from his back, grinned and cursed a few words secretly.