Lost Narrative Poetry

"Is this...a war already started?"

"Damn it, let's get there quickly!"

When Yun Tianhe and the others returned to the Qionghua Sect, they encountered no obstruction. There was no one guarding the mountain gate. Both the front mountain where the Qionghua Palace is located and the Jianwu Ping where the disciples live and practice were all empty. one slice.

There was not even half a person in sight. Although Qionghua was a vast area with few people on weekdays, it was not so abnormal. This sight made the three of them subconsciously feel their hearts skip a beat, and they suddenly became frightened and anxious.

Although they themselves knew that no matter how fast they hurried or took their time, four or five days had already passed——

After they and others made a special trip to the Northwest Wilderness and found the dragon carrying the candle in Buzhou Mountain, they were finally allowed to enter the land of the netherworld after a little punishment from the dragon, and they also cast spells to cover up their lives. Human breath...

Then they wandered around in the ghost world, looking for Yiyingzhi. They wanted to see their loved ones again, so they looked for the rotating mirror stand, and then accidentally encountered the spirit summoner Yun Tianqing, and learned about the conspiracy of the Qionghua Sect and the truth of the year...

Later, he met a kind-hearted ghost soldier and heard about the six-life marriage between Jimo Xia scholar and his adopted daughter Lian Bao. Under the guidance of the ghost soldier, he fled to Banishing Abyss to escape the ghost world pursuers and returned to the human world on a green bamboo boat. world, but unexpectedly the ferryman is Han Lingsha's uncle. From his mouth, he confirms the truth about the Han family's curse...

When he finally successfully escaped from the ghost world and returned to the human world, he was already at the ferry in Fengdu City.

Moreover, Han Lingsha, considering that she might be dead soon, not only to leave some meaningful memories for Yun Tianhe, but also to fight against the Qionghua sect with dual swords, she also specifically requested to go to the Fengshen Mausoleum. Frankly Talked about the sun-shooting bow.

The final result was that Yun Tianhe was recognized by Ju Mang, became the master of the artifact, and successfully took away the sun-shooting bow.

——Because of the unique rules of the Fengshen Tomb, even though a terrifying battle broke out before, they could not tell at all. Naturally, they did not know what the ancient ruins had encountered before, and Ju Mang was not in the mood to discuss it with them. , and let them leave directly after completing the assessment.

This experience can be described as magnificent, full of twists and turns, and ups and downs, but it also means a considerable amount of time. Although there is no way around this, there are some things that you must be prepared to face.

——It's like if they don't go to the ghost world to get the shadow branch, they won't be able to get through the barrier at all. Otherwise, they can just force their way through without any extra effort;

——It's like going to the Fengshen Mausoleum to get a sun-shooting bow. Although Murong Ziying expressed objections, he actually knew that he couldn't convince the head master and his uncle with words alone.

In the end, a battle is inevitable, and the opponent not only has profound skills, but also possesses two peerless ferocious weapons, one yin and one yang, which symbolize the sun and the moon. Even if the other Qionghua disciples are not taken into account, what chance does their side have of winning? ?

At least if they obtain the legendary artifact, the sun-shooting bow, they still have a chance to compete with the master and their uncle.

But since they have been delayed for so many days, it is naturally impossible to expect that when they leave, time will stop in other parts of the world and the main storyline will be frozen. Progress will not continue until they come back to continue advancing the main storyline. .

Therefore, if the Qionghua Sect and the Huan Meng Realm are at war now, it is actually not something worth making a fuss about.

But objectively this is the case, and we know rationally that this is actually normal, but Yun Tianhe and the other three find it difficult to accept it emotionally. After discovering that all the disciples in the sect seemed to have been transferred to other places, Lian Yun among the three Tianhe almost didn't need to think before he took his sword and headed straight to Juanyuntai.

As soon as I got close, I could already feel the surge of spiritual energy and hear various sounds of fighting. This was in stark contrast to the eerily quiet situation in other parts of the sect.

Just like the expected scene, the demonic wind was howling and roaring on the Juanyun Platform at the moment. The ferocious and terrifying face seemed to be constantly undulating in the void, and the demonic aura emitted soared into the sky like a demonic dragon. He stood up with a terrifying momentum.

The demonic wind turned into a huge whirlpool that filled the sky and the earth, covering the surrounding mountains, causing half of the sky to be dyed black, and a black cloud pressed down on the city, threatening to destroy it.

Around the Juanyuntai, many Qionghua disciples were shouting and killing, flying with sword light, using various five-spirit magic, activating the spiritual power in the atmosphere, and triggering various unreasonable natural phenomena. Phenomenon.

The art of raising fire, controlling water and condensing ice, attracting wind and thunder, all kinds of strange phenomena are endless, and the rays of light are bright, but also quite deadly.

The light of the sword was like electricity, the spells shone with aura, and the sounds of fighting came and went, echoing among the peaks of Kunlun.

"Is this the demon world that has taken the initiative to kill you?"

Just seeing such a melee scene from a distance, Murong Ziying felt extremely shocked.

He originally thought that the barrier at the entrance of the Demon Realm had been broken by the master and his uncle, and Qionghua disciples were fighting in, burning, killing and looting everywhere. However, he did not expect that the battlefield actually took place on and around the Juanyun Platform.

"Is Huan Mengjie already confident enough to resist the power of Xi He and Wang Shu's swords? Why would it take the initiative to attack?"

"Even if you don't have the power to fight against the two swords, you can't say that you are just waiting to be killed like this, right?" Han Lingsha shook her head, but she had a different view on this.

Because I saw the soul of Father Tianhe in the ghost world, I knew the reason for the battle between immortals and monsters. I also knew that since it was the Qionghua sect that was aggressive and took the initiative to attack again and again, it was obvious who was stronger and who was weaker. Yes.

But even so, as long as the demon world does not intend to surrender without a fight, then it will fight to the death regardless of whether it wins or not, right? There is nothing surprising about taking the initiative. Staying in the demon world is the next best option.

There is no way to escape anyway, so how to fight is another matter. Taking the initiative can not only catch the Qionghua sect off guard, but also place the battlefield outside the demon world to avoid destroying the fantasy world...

So there is nothing surprising. No one stipulates that the weaker side must wait for others to fight.

"Wait, something doesn't seem right...those are not monsters!"

At this time, Murong Ziying finally realized that something was wrong. In his field of vision, the people fighting with Qionghua's disciples were not monsters, but... "shadows" that were like black vengeful spirits!

That's right, its figure can only be described as a shadow!

They were black knights who seemed to have the same mark. They were all covered in armor. It was like showing an out-of-focus image. The outline of the black armor always became blurred. Sometimes two or three figures would overlap. together.

Generally speaking, it looks like a human form condensed from darkness. It is extremely black like hell. Even the face is covered by the helmet. Deep in the small cracks of the helmet, only the eyes radiating like burning fire can be seen. The rash is bright.

The dark frenzy surrounding the black armor is almost tangible, and even the whirlwind generated by its magic power is like a groan of resentment, which is horrifying.

——This is a pure weapon, releasing only waves filled with dangerous murderous intent.

"URRRRRRR——!!"

The sound seemed to rise from the ground, like the resentful moans of the dead, without any meaning.

What followed was a roaring explosion, the red lotus flames burst out, and the rain of fire tore through the atmosphere. The supersonic bullets were originally meaningless in front of the monks, but the gun body and the magazine were soaked with hateful magic. , after transforming into a vicious demon magic weapon, every bullet is comparable to a blow from a D-class Noble Phantasm!

Moreover, with a terrifying rate of fire of more than twenty rounds per second, even the flying swords of the monks from the Qionghua Sect were suppressed and repelled one after another.

"URRRRRRR——!!"

The grumbling black spirit, illuminated by the muzzle's fire, stretched into an alien shape and spread its teeth and claws!

"Wait, this is..."

"Did that person also get involved in this matter?"

Several people were shocked, recognizing the image of the black knight who had appeared in that strange war in the dream, but not one, but multiple.

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The world of fantasy and silence represents the whirling dream.

"If the Heroic Soul Seat is a server, then the spirit base recorded on the seat is the most basic data of the game. The Holy Grail is the terminal, which plays the role of exchanging data with the server. Therefore, Servant can appear as a character card in the world..."

In the room where he was temporarily staying, Xia Ran was explaining to Saber the principles of the shadow follower he summoned.

"Because it is an unstable existence that should not exist in the world, it must rely on the Master to fix the coordinates of the world, and it must always supply magic power to maintain its existence, so as long as we understand this key …”

"In this spell to summon the shadow of the spirit base, I, the caster, have three positions at the same time. I am the Master, the Holy Grail, and the Heroic Spirit Seat. Because I provide the spirit base as the source and transmit the information according to the class framework. For production, I also rely on me to provide coordinates so that the shadow followers can exist stably..."

This is a specific branch skill derived from the general direction of Xia Ran's Summoning Technique. It may not be as high-end as the Mirror Killing Technique, but it is still very powerful.

It means that Xia Ran can use the information he possesses as a spiritual base and as a medium to summon followers. This is a heroic level of combat power. Even if it is difficult to use it as a trump card in the future, it will not be positioned as cannon fodder. .

"But there are also shortcomings. For example, I also have the ability for knights not to die with bare hands, so Lancelot's Spirit-based Shadow can reproduce such skills."

Xia Ran added.

"As for fantasy crystals such as Noble Phantasms, although they can be compensated by projection magic, there are limitations. There is no way to reproduce them to the level of a holy sword..."

However, the Berserker version of Lancelot doesn't use his own Noble Phantasm, so it doesn't have much impact. From these aspects, it is indeed Xia Ran's best choice.

"That's it..." Although Saber was a little disappointed, she felt more relieved. She had just seen a group of Lancelots forming a team and rushing out of the demon world with such menacing looks that she was really scared.

That was her nightmare.

Or it should be said that all the Knights of the Round Table and every subject under her rule that she felt she had failed were the nightmares she least wanted to face.

"That's how it is, you don't have to worry..." Xia Ran smiled slightly, "There is no Heroic Spirit Seat in this world, so I can't create something out of nothing..."

"I was just...suddenly shocked."

The girl sighed, but then she became excited to try, her beautiful green eyes full of excitement——

"It's just that you are taking the initiative at this time. Are you ready to take action, Master?"