Dust of History Chapter 108: Variable (12)

"Who am I, do you remember?"

Jawei turned his head to look at Inham, his face still blank like blank paper, he frowned and thought for a while, then shook his head.

Inham sighed and asked again: "Then do you still remember who you are?"

Javi thought for a while, but still shook his head.

"Then do you remember how this thing is used?" Inham walked not far away, took out a sword from a swordsman's corpse, and threw it to Jiawei.

Jiawei caught it, his eyes lit up immediately, and his hand was held firmly and tightly. The sword was like a key embedded in a lock that just fit. He looked at the sword in his hand, thought for a while, and thrust the sword forward quickly, with a light touch, there was an extra mark on a wall more than ten meters away from Jia Wei.

"It's okay if you don't forget this, but you still know how to use it." Inham took out a scroll from his pocket and gave it to Jiawei.

Jarvi took the scroll and nodded. It seems that what he has forgotten is only his previous experience and the people he knows. He still remembers these things and skills he usually uses.

Inham said lightly: "I know you have a lot to ask me, but now is not the time. You use this teleportation scroll to go to Erasia first, I have arranged everything, and there will be someone waiting for you Yours."

Jia Wei didn't nod this time, but was thinking, as if thinking about why he should trust this person he didn't know.

"Even if I don't say it, you should feel that I'm helping you, right?" Inham smiled and looked at Javi.

Even if it's just the usual mask-like smile. He is charming and persuasive enough, and even an idiot can feel the affection and warmth in his eyes now, let alone his son. Jia Wei looked at him and finally nodded slowly.

Sudden loud noises came from the direction of the square. Inham frowned and looked in that direction.

"Okay, that's it, you go first. It seems that the matter here will come to an end soon. As long as it is resolved, it will be much quieter in the future." After finishing this sentence, Inham said, Turn around and run towards the square.

Theoretically speaking, the situation in the square should have stabilized a long time ago, and the sudden noise just now was not just the sound of fighting, so there must have been some serious accident. And as long as it is an accident. No matter what kind of accident it was, it represented an opportunity for Inham.

Once Oufu fails completely, the biggest unstable factor in Magnus' eyes is himself, and Inham knows this very well. Although Magnus may not be in a hurry to deal with himself now, he has the support of Lancelot. It is only a matter of time before Adela's body returns to the Pope's throne. And the next thing he has to deal with is naturally himself. So once you have an opportunity now, you must not miss it.

Jarvie's injury has healed, and the truth about the Dark Star is also understood. Once these two shadows that have been surrounding his heart are gone, how to deal with Magnus is the only problem left. And as long as there is any opportunity to take advantage of, Inham has absolute confidence to solve this problem perfectly. So even he couldn't help but feel a little excited now, all his attention was on the direction of the square in front of him, and he didn't look back.

His back. Jia Wei didn't use the teleportation scroll, but watched him leave with a strange look. This look is completely different from the simple blank look just now, it contains too many and deep things, definitely not the look that a person who has lost his memory should have. Even when Inham just turned his back to him, his hand holding the sword even twitched a little, but it still didn't move after all.

After Inham completely disappeared from sight, the expression on his face changed completely. It's like a person who has been forced to be a sculpture for hundreds of years is finally free and can finally be released. His face began to fluctuate from the simple daze just now, and then became excited, and extremely excited, his handsome facial features were distorted because all the emotions rushed to his face.

He was laughing, there was no laughter, only wheezing came from his throat, his twitching face was a little crazy because of over-excitement, the ecstasy in his eyes seemed to have concentrated all the joy and excitement of this person's life at this time. But just now, he was able to completely suppress such agitation and hide it in an indifferent and dazed demeanor, so that even people like Inham didn't notice it.

Laughing silently, he also looked in the direction of the square, similar to Inham's eyes, they were looking for opportunities, but there were more passions in them, more intense, like a hungry horse The millennium wolf.

At this time, the situation in the square can no longer be described as chaos.

Gru's fall completely tilted the balance of the battle to the side of Glorious Castle. After throwing away several times as many corpses as the orcs, the swordsman priests finally gained the upper hand, and the remaining orcs were suppressed half-automatically and half-forced in the center of the square. At this time, as long as two or three magicians cast big spells, the battle will be over.

But just one person completely overturned the stable situation. Even with Gru's ability, it is impossible to reverse the situation in this huge battlefield by himself, but this person has done it.

In fact, no matter what the situation is, it is just like a gigantic machine composed of countless tiny joints. As long as you find the most critical position, you can control everything at once.

"A huge black dragon has destroyed Erathia's palace and is heading towards Celeste..."

When the court swordsman from Erasia said this, everyone was shocked. Lancelot and Adela, who were supposed to be the most calm, behaved the most abnormally , almost dumbfounded. The others were simply shocked, but the two of them knew best what this black dragon meant.

"Morrill came out? How could this happen?" Adela was dumbfounded. Only he knows that the current Glorious Castle will no longer have the strength to face an ancient dragon.

"Your Majesty...can you no longer summon guardian angels?" Lancelot looked at Adela and asked in a low voice.

"It can't be done..." Adela shook his head, looked at the ring on his hand, his voice was weak and wavering. "The power of the King's Ring has been exhausted, and it will be useless to accumulate it in a few years... Could it be that the Castle of Glory really..." He shook his head in doubt. "...Isn't that the seal set by Archibald? How could it be at this time for no reason..."

"Please clarify the matter, what is that black dragon?" Adela frowned and asked the swordsman.

The swordsman opened his mouth, but only made a weak sound, and then his head drooped weakly. His injury didn't seem to improve at all under the treatment of the two great priests, but it became more and more serious.

"What's going on?" Adela looked at the two priests supporting the swordsman.

"I don't know... It's a little strange, our healing magic doesn't seem to be working... The breath in his body is getting weaker and weaker." The two priests were also at a loss.

"What?" Adela hurried forward to the swordsman.

"Your Majesty is back." Lancelot suddenly jumped up and rushed towards Adela, grabbed his back with his left hand, and stabbed the dying swordsman caught between the two priests with his right hand. With the sword in hand, the dazzling sword light passed through a distance of more than ten meters and reached the man's head. And only half a blink slower than Lancelot, Adela's body was also shaken, and her forward steps immediately became backwards.

It's just that it's too late for these two people. The news about the black dragon is too shocking, and it's a blow to them too much. In addition, the victory just now is in sight. up. Earlier than the two of them, the hand of the dying swordsman suddenly fell into the waists of the two great priests supporting him, and the entire palm was completely submerged in the bodies of the two of them, as if caught in two large **** of cotton. The two high priests didn't notice it at all, and didn't even change their expressions. Then, with a wave of the swordsman's hands, the two high priests flew out and crashed into Lancelot.

The bodies of the great priests didn't hit straight like a thrown stone, but they still stepped on weird steps and twisted their bodies like a snake to bypass Adela before rushing towards Lan Slott~IndoMTL.com~ The hands of the two were either punching or clawing out, and their faces were full of surprises, and they still didn't understand how they made such actions inexplicably.

Lancelot's body froze, and he avoided the two priests. He had to dodge. The skins of the two great priests who were thrown out turned black in an instant. After Lancelot dodged, the two collided with each other. The people with puzzled expressions scattered like two bags of mud, and the strong smell of rancidity and necromantic magic filled everyone's nostrils at once.

After dodging, he couldn't catch Adela anymore, and the sword he stabbed was also crooked. The white sword light just passed in front of the swordsman, and the swordsman had already caught Adela faster than Lancelot.

Adela's reaction can't be said to be slow, but his body movements are really too slow compared with Lancelot and that swordsman, and he didn't even have time to release any spells. Even if his real identity is another person, it's just Adela's body after all.

"It really is you." Lancelot looked at Jiantu and said word by word. The sword light that passed over his face sliced ​​his face that was already covered in blood into pieces, but there was not blurred flesh and blood underneath, but another face. The man who claimed to be the swordsman of Erasia's palace turned out to be Asa who had been imprisoned in that special cage.