Chapter 347 lasts for three months, training in the shadow world, the test of becoming a master, and the ender flying dragon! (9K)
Fortress of Shadows.
A huge crystal chandelier hangs on the dome, emitting a deep purple light.
The surrounding walls are made of obsidian, reflecting the dancing shadows of candles.
The long dark oak dining table is covered with a dark purple velvet tablecloth.
Sitting at the head of the table, Skacher put down the tableware in his hands, picked up the napkin gracefully, a trace of satisfaction flashed through his lowered eyes, and said softly:
"What you just mentioned, [Nibelungen's Ring]..."
Yeats pricked up his ears and focused attentively.
“According to the description of the myth, the person who possesses this Ring can enter the Kingdom of Mist, cross the boundary between life and death, and finally ascend to the palace in heaven to rule this world...”
Skaher said calmly: "To sum up, this ring can give the holder the ability to open the [Plane Passage] with his mind no matter when and where."
Yeats's eyes suddenly widened, showing a hint of astonishment, and said:
"So, this ring is very open?"
Scach roughly understood Yeats He meant, nodded slightly and said:
"I believe you should know that nine worlds are derived from the ancient trees that reach the sky, and they are isolated from each other by [boundary walls]."
"If you don't go through the Gate of the Underworld, the Rainbow Bridge, etc. , it is impossible to climb over it.”
Skach leaned on the dark purple chair and raised the crystal wine glass beside him. The dark purple wine made from Twilight grapes in the glass swayed with shadows as the glass swayed.
“However, [The Ring of the Nibelungs] can open an additional door in addition to the original plane passage.”
Taking a sip of wine, Si Kach said:
“No matter where No ruler of a plane would allow such unstable factors to continue to exist in this world."
A lonely look appeared in Skach's eyes, as if he was recalling the time outside the Kingdom of Shadows. The world, whispered:
"But it must be admitted that if you can own this ring, you will have unimaginable convenience..."
Yeats couldn't help but swallowed.
Medis's wing boots are extremely valuable just for their ability to fly freely in the underworld.
The Ring of the Nibelungen has the ability to travel back and forth between planes like a cheat. No wonder it is called the [Main Artifact] by Drill Tooth!
Just the main artifact, the Sword of Silver, bought Yeats valuable development time when he faced pressure from heaven.
If only I could get the Nibelung ring.
When facing the threat of the apostles in the future, you can rely on the Lord of the Rings to travel through the boundary wall and fight guerrilla warfare with the apostles!
It is conceivable that even Lucifer, the Lord of Hell, will yearn for this ring.
After all, as long as he gets this Lord of the Rings, he can pass through the boundary wall at any time and counterattack the heaven!
And for Yeats.
Just being able to meet Teacher Schach every day was enough to give Yeats enough motivation!
I feel that this ring is very similar to the one I lost before...
Yeats restrained the ups and downs of his voice and said:
"Well, Nibo Teacher, do you know the whereabouts of the Dragon Root Ring?"
Skahe pondered for a moment and said:
"In the last battle of the ancient era, when even the gods fell, this magic ring fell into the abyss of the earth torn apart by the blasphemous black dragon..."
"In the final analysis, if you want to rely on it, [The Ring of the Nibelung], it is still too difficult to travel between the shadow world and the material plane."
Scach shook his head slightly.
"It is better to wait until the [Night Magic Mirror] is restored, and then I will escort you away..."
Yeats fell into deep thought. The Ring of the Nibelungs in the original work was stolen by the God of Darkness. Forged from magic gold at the bottom of the Rhine River.
The Blood King Spear in his hand seemed to be made of magic gold.
Involuntarily, Yeats frowned slightly. The Blood King Spear was the weapon of the [Demon God of Jealousy], given to his agent in the human world, the Blood Spider Lord, and it fell into my hands.
Could this weapon originating from the devil be related to the [Ring of the Nibelungs]?
Yeats felt vaguely that he seemed to have grasped a key clue.
The answer to why King Solomon was able to control the devil may be hidden in the Ring of the Nibelungs.
Unknowingly, Yeats had developed trust in Skach and asked his mentor:
"Teacher, do you understand [King Solomon's Ring]?"
Suddenly.
A strange color flashed through the depths of Skach's dark purple eyes.
“Why do you suddenly ask this?”
"I was once entrusted by someone to investigate the whereabouts of King Solomon's ring, and I have some understanding of the origin of this ring."
Yeats said truthfully: "According to the scriptures, King Solomon's ring has the power to control demons. , and in mythology, those who possess the Ring of Nibelung can rule the world... Is there some connection between the two?"
Scach looked at Yeats deeply, A smile appeared on the cold cheeks.
"As expected of my apprentice."
"Huh?"
Yeats was a little embarrassed when he was suddenly praised by his master, and looked at the purple-haired beauty in surprise.
Scach crossed his slender legs, put his arms on the dining table, put his delicate hands on his cheeks, as if he had taken off his guard, stared at Yeats with a pair of breathtaking purple eyes, and praised lightly. Said:
"Apprentice, your judgment is very keen... Indeed, according to various historical records, the two magic rings [Solomon] and [Nibelung] have similarities beyond common sense. "
"For example, those who hold the Magic Ring can control people's hearts, but they will suffer disasters...King Solomon and the successive holders of the Nibelungen have all confirmed this."
“However, King Solomon’s ring is regarded as a sacred instrument by the Holy See, and the Nibelungs symbolize the power of the gods. For nearly a thousand years, few people have doubted the relationship between the two. …”
A sharp light flashed in Skach's deep night-colored eyes.
"And what I want to tell you is..."
"These two rings are the same one!"
Yeats was suddenly shocked.
My own inference came true!
"The difference is that the rings of the gods were later taken away by the apostles and given new names."
A look of contempt flashed across Skach's face and he said:
"This is what they have always done...taking away other people's faith, slandering other people's gods, and putting their own brand on them...it is disgraceful."
Yeats rubbed his chin.
I suspect you are hinting at the relationship between Roman mythology and Greek mythology!
Roman mythology is essentially taking the main god of Greek mythology and covering it with the skin of Roman mythology. It is similar to how Zeus became the main god Jupiter. Except for the name change, even the deeds are not changed.
The Holy See has been demonizing other people’s gods for thousands of years.
The [Demon of Lust] Lilith, whom Yeats once came into contact with, was obviously a serious breeze goddess, but she became an evil god after losing the holy war.
The same goes for Pan, the god of fauns.
Before, under the propaganda of the Holy See, Yeats thought that Pan was an evil monster, but his Pan's flute was very easy to use, and he was a musician who had sympathy with the God of Light... and Yeats I feel some sympathy for God Pan.
The reason why the Holy See wants to demonize the gods is actually to compete for the [power of faith].
The more faith you have, the stronger the gods in heaven will be.
Of course, the fighting power of a god cannot be judged simply by the amount of faith. Artifacts, domains and even gods are the key to determining divine power.
Although the King of the Wild Hunt is only at the Sanctuary level, relying on the main artifact [Spear of Eternity: Gangnir], he does not show any disdain for the gods above the Sanctuary.
Yeats thought to himself, if he could achieve the Holy Realm and get two main artifacts at the same time... a dozen of three Holy Realms would not be a problem!
"The ring in King Solomon's hand was given to him by Raphael, one of the three major angels."
Scaher's eyes flashed slightly and he said: "As for where Raphael got it from This ring... has to be marked with another question mark."
Hearing this.
Yeats frowned slightly.
Raphael, the archangel clearly recorded in the scriptures, is an apostle who manipulates healing, and is one of the three archangels along with Michael and Gabriel.
According to legend, Raphael belonged to the three orders of Cherubim, Lord Angel, and Powerful Angel at the same time. He was the one who gave the ring engraved with the five-pointed star to King Solomon at that time.
That is to say, Raphael is likely to know the whereabouts of the [Ring of the Nibelung]... In fact, this main artifact is likely to be in the hands of the archangel!
Yeats thought:
“In the Plymouth incident, I got a lot of benefits, even the inheritance of the Judgment Angel was obtained by me... But the Judgment Angel forcibly preserved Fa Mu La is still a serious problem. "
"Although she has lost her arm and her strength is severely damaged, Raphael is a guy who is good at healing. If they get together... I am in an unacceptable situation. Optimistic.”
"I still have to improve my strength as soon as possible, first become the Moonlight Divine Chosen, and eliminate the hidden dangers in my soul realm!"
Currently, Yeats has solved four of the seven archangels in front of the emperor.
Relying on the "invisible" ability of the Silver Oak Sword, Yeats and the Silver Oak Sword he held have not yet been noticed by the heavens. Among them... the King of the Wild Hunt has also been transferred. Main firepower credit.
Because I have been fighting with the heaven to death.
Sooner or later, one day, I will follow in Lucifer's footsteps and raise the flag of rebellion toward the heavens.
Based on this same stance, Yeats concluded that when he really meets Lucifer, he and he will have many things in common.
As for the remaining three most powerful angels, they are still a sharp thorn in Yeats's heart.
Yeats felt solemn and immediately shook his head.
It doesn’t matter.
Sooner or later there will be a war with heaven.
Whether it is Raphael or Famura, they both have a right to die!
"In short, you don't have to think about how to leave the shadow world right now, just concentrate on training with me."
Scach stood up, walked to the door with the magic gun in hand, and looked back again To Yeats, he warned:
"Tomorrow morning, when the stars sink into the night, I will wait for you in the Shadow Jungle...don't be late."
*
The stars flow.
Time passes quietly.
Life in the film world is monotonous and repetitive. Yeats has to train with Scach for several hours every day.
Under the guidance of this strict master, Yeats's marksmanship improved by leaps and bounds.
In just one month, Yeats's spear skills successfully reached the master level and launched an impact towards the quasi-grandmaster level.
The Grandmaster level corresponds to the seven-ring holy realm, and a master who has reached the pinnacle in a certain field will only have the proficiency level of a quasi-grandmaster level at most.
Yeats remembered that Hastings, one of the three giants of the Holy See, had quasi-grandmaster-level spear skills, which he had inherited from the God of War.
Relying on being the Chosen One of the Dark Night Gods, Yeats is extremely full of Dark Night Divinity in his soul realm, and can constantly try Dark Night combat skills without worrying about the consequences.
The endless night shrouds.
On the pitch-black plain, a slender young man held a halberd in his hands, his clothes fluttering in the night wind. He held his breath and nodded gently towards the purple-haired beauty flying high in the sky.
"If you're ready, I'll start!"
Scach's eyes were slightly stern, and where the dark magic gun pointed, a magic circle built with runes appeared.
The magic circle emits a coquettish purple light, releasing a powerful traction force. The shadows in the night wilderness converge towards the magic circle from all directions, and a majestic momentum flows from it!
"Roar——!!"
A huge shadow bear roared out of the magic circle, with shadows surging crazily on its dark and majestic body, and night runes flowing. , the imperial momentum is revealed!
This six-ring shadow beast is a shadow creature summoned by Skach using his own shadow magic. Its background is incomparable with that of a real emperor-level monster, but its six-ring aura is truly valuable!
The Shadow Bear's eyes are scarlet. When it charges, it causes the entire night plain to tremble. There is a ring of blazing shadow flames surrounding its neck, making it even more ferocious!
“Be careful.”
Scach was flying high in the sky and warned:
“If you are slapped by its bear paw, you will be down for several days. Can’t get out of bed”
With no time to complain about Skacher's lines, Yeats' eyes suddenly froze, and with a flick of his wrist, the tip of the mad lion's halberd quickly thrust out, rolling up a shadow!
Combat Skill·Thousand Split Shadow Gun!
The tip of the spear split into hundreds of phantoms, forming a gust of spear momentum, stabbing the Shadow Bear's thick shadow fur, forcibly curbing its collision momentum!
Sa!
Yeats' figure disappeared on the spot, [Shadow Step] flashed directly to the top of the Shadow Bear's head, his eyes suddenly froze, and he quickly threw the halberd in his hand!
Six-ring combat skill·Shadow gun kills!
Suddenly, the Wild Lion Halberd pierced through the huge body of the Shadow Bear and stuck on the ground. The long handle buzzed and trembled, making a loud boom, setting off a deafening explosion. The shadows spread in all directions, swinging across the dark night plain. Powerful air wave!
Yeats exhaled slowly and looked up at Skach in the sky.
A hint of recognition appeared in her dark eyes, she nodded slightly and said:
"Well done."
"In one month, you have mastered the three combat skills of Glimpse Step, Thousand Split Shadow Spear, and Shadow Spear Penetration. Among all the students I have taught, your combat skills talent is also extremely outstanding." Skach praised. road.
"Thank you, teacher." Yeats smiled.
My own magical talent was evaluated by the mentor 'Fetan' chosen by the God of Magic as inferior to Candela. If I want to teach magic, I don't know where to start.
The talent of the Dark Night School is quite outstanding, and even strict masters and craftsmen do not hesitate to praise it.
Looking at the friendly-smiling young man, Skach couldn’t help but smile, his eyes fixed on the Mad Lion Halberd in Yeats’s hand.
The halberd, a long-handled weapon, is actually a combination of a sword and a spear. Naturally, you can also use the halberd to perform spear skills.
However, when using Gao Huan's spear fighting skills, the halberd is somewhat inapplicable. Yeats needs a spear that can be handy.
Thinking of this, Skach's eyes spread and he said softly:
"Before leaving the shadow world, if your spear skills can satisfy me...I will give you A reward for you.”
Yeats’s eyes lit up and he said:
"What reward?"
"We can't reveal it yet."
Scach pursed his lips slightly and said, "I'll tell you then!"
"That's all. Even though he is an adult, he still likes to show off..."
Yeats complained subconsciously.
The words have not yet fallen.
The disintegrated shadows reunited into the shape of a shadow bear, roaring and sending Yeats flying!
Boom!
Falling to the ground and feeling dizzy, Yeats reminded himself again.
It turns out that not only the word 'old' is a minefield...any topic related to age is absolutely taboo!
Skach's smile had already faded, and he stared from high in the sky, saying coldly:
"One more round, don't stop before dawn!"
*
Shadow The world changes day and night, and life enters a fast-paced fragmented scene.
After the daily training, Yeats and Scach traveled together, leaving their footprints in various places in the film world——
The River of Shadows.
Yeats and Scach rolled up their trousers and dipped into the cold river water.
Raising his spear high, Yeats tied up a ghost fish about a palm wide and showed it off to Skach proudly.
Scakhe shook his head and raised the magic gun in his hand with difficulty.
Yeats's pupils shrank, and a huge black shadow enveloped his face.
Scach held aloft a huge fish, like a right whale living in the river of shadows.
Yeats sweated profusely and his Adam's apple rolled.
The Shadow Coast.
Yeats stood in front of a huge Shadow Coconut Crab with a stern gaze. The spear he threw with all his strength was blocked by the Shadow Coconut Crab's giant pincers.
In shock, the Shadow Coconut Crab rushes towards Yeats!
Yeats's face changed wildly and he ran away in panic. Skach leaned on the branches of the big tree holding the magic gun, covering his mouth and laughing softly.
Shadow Jungle.
In the dark and quiet jungle, countless silvery fireflies rise, as if they are dreamlike and magnificent.
Yeats stopped to admire.
Scach held one net and handed another net to Yeats, nodding seriously.
Immediately, the two of them swung the net, caught fireflies in the jungle, and returned home with a full load.
The Castle of Shadows.
As the steam filled the air, Yeats lay comfortably in the medicinal bath tub and let out a sigh.
There was a clang, and the door was violently pushed open. Under Yeats's surprised gaze.
Scach walked in expressionlessly, carrying a large bucket of medicinal soup in each hand, poured it into the tub, and turned around to leave.
In the mist, the cheeks of the night-eyed queen were slightly red, which was not easy to detect.
Night Bridge.
The night is like dark silk, studded with bright stars.
The evening breeze blew across the bridge flying over the City of Shadows. In this most open star-gazing spot, Skacher sat on the edge of the bridge, leaning out half of his body from the bridge, with a pair of slender legs. His legs swayed gently in the night sky, his purple hair flying, and he reached out and patted the place beside him.
I am an old woman who is thousands of years old, and she still imitates other girls while dangling her feet while watching the stars...
Yeats had complaints in his mind, restrained his burning desire to commit suicide, sat down next to Skach, and looked up at the magnificent night sky above the Land of Night with her.
At night in the Kingdom of Shadows, there is a brilliant river of stars that stretches over the city like a ribbon of light.
Under the starlight, Skach’s side face was lonely and mysterious. He raised his cheek slightly and said softly:
“Whenever I feel confused, I will come here to admire the scenery. Stars... these nebulae seem to be able to absorb people's souls, and worries and worries are not worth mentioning in the vast galaxy."
Yeats nodded slightly and said:
"Look at the stars tonight and know the major events in the world."
"Astrology, right? You're right." Skach raised the corner of his mouth slightly, reached out and patted Yeats on the shoulder, pointing his finger, "Apprentice Ah, look at the shooting stars."
Yeats followed and saw that the galaxy was still calm, but at Skach's fingertips, a cluster of purple light appeared.
This purple light fell towards the starry sky, and soon, a shooting star dragged a long light tail across the night sky.
Yeats could not help but hold his breath.
"Teacher, I want to learn this trick!"
"This is starry sky magic, a brand new power that is independent of the dark night and moonlight."
Scakhe smiled slightly, Said: "Whenever you complete the holy realm, I will This trick is taught to you."
Looking at Skach's gentle eyes, a trace of guilt suddenly flashed in his heart, and he whispered:
"Teacher...Actually, I I dare not hide it from you.”
"What?" Skach pushed her purple hair that was blown by the evening breeze behind her ears.
"I have actually prepared a way to leave the Shadow Realm for a long time. The reason why I told you that I will stay in the Shadow Realm for three months at most is because this is the time limit I set for myself... "
Yeats said softly: "Now, I have been in the shadow world for two months...It's time to leave here soon..."
The low voice was immersed in the gentle night. , a trace of confusion flashed in Skach's purple eyes.
"You... have a way to leave the Shadow Realm? What is it?"
"I remember the route out of the underworld, and I have a treasure that can fly in the underworld."
Facing his mentor who taught him so much, Yeats did not want to hide any more, and whispered:
"As long as you take me to the underworld, I have a way to pass through the gate of the underworld and return to the material plane..."
Unconcealable surprise appeared on Skach's face.
Even after thousands of years, Yeats's words at this moment were extremely incredible to her ears!
"There are no-fly barriers everywhere in the underworld. Which treasure are you talking about...which one is it?"
"The winged boots of Medis, the God of Messengers." Yeats said.
Scakhe was stunned.
She obviously knew the origin of this winged boots, and a deeper surprise flashed in her eyes, but she did not ask Yeats anything, her face gradually became cold, she nodded lightly and said:
"I Got it.”
Skach stood up, on the night bridge reflected by the stars, holding the dark and cold magic gun with his hands behind his back, watching Yeats quietly with a pair of ancient and unwavering eyes.
"I will take you to the country of the underworld, but whether you can return to the material plane depends on your own destiny..."
Skah paused for a moment and said coldly. :
"The premise is that, apprentice, you must pass the last test before I can allow you to leave the apprenticeship!"
In the night wind, Yeats stood up and looked at Skach, Surprised:
"Commissioning test?"
Scakhe nodded slightly.
“When that day comes, I will personally take you to the location of the test!”
*
Three months passed quietly.
As the day of separation approaches, Skacher and Yeats have fewer and fewer conversations, and only brief reminders are given during training.
Yeats felt something in his heart. Perhaps Mr. Skach, she wanted to stay in the shadow world for a while longer...
In this dark shadow world, there can be a human being who can speak. Ben could have shared Skacher's loneliness.
Unlike Yeats, Skacher cannot take advantage of the underworld and pass through the gate of the underworld -
Humans who have inherited the inheritance of Medis want to return to the world, and the God of Death opens his eyes and closes his eyes. , there is absolutely no such possibility for Skach.
But no matter what, Yeats couldn't really stay in the film world for a whole year.
In three months, Yeats has mastered the soul power of Master Six Rings.
Under Skach's tireless teaching, spearmanship has reached the bottleneck of quasi-grandmaster level, which is even better than Yeats' master-level swordsmanship.
Scacher originally wanted to teach Yeats rune magic... However, Yeats's magical attainments were so poor that his talents were all devoted to combat skills, so he had to give up.
In the final analysis, it is time to separate.
On this day, Skacher called Yeats and sat on the back of a shadow horse made of condensed shadows. She asked Yeats to sit behind her, and the horse passed through the endless starry night plain, heading towards The borders of the Kingdom of Night run deep.
"Teacher, where are we going?"
"Your apprenticeship test."
The Kingdom of Shadows.
Dense fog filled the air, and a long, cold river blocked the way for the two of them.
Skach pointed to the other side and said: "After crossing the river, you will reach the jurisdiction of the underworld."
"Didn't you say there are still assessments?" Yeats asked strangely.
"It's already on its way." Skach said calmly.
The fog was suddenly torn apart, and a long and frightening howl echoed in the darkness. A black shadow spread out its giant night-like wings, whipping up turbulent winds. Dragon scales shone with dark shadows, carrying the tide. Like darkness and a suffocating sense of oppression, flying from the sky!
Yeats's eyes widened.
Ender dragon? !
An imperial monster living in the Shadow Realm.
Without the blessing of the legendary Warcraft bloodline, its strength is relatively inferior to that of Kraken's Claw, but it is still the overlord of the shadow world!
A summoned beast like the Shadow Bear is not even qualified to look up at the Ender Dragon!
Scakhe stared at the monstrous shadows passing over the sky and said calmly:
"Your first test is to defeat the ender dragon."
"Roar——!!"
The deafening roar of the ender dragon, echoing Skach's indifferent voice, echoed in the Above the Shadow Realm!
Yeats was stunned, then smiled bitterly and said:
"Teacher, you really can't bear to leave me!"
A faint smile appeared on Skach's lips, and Yeats even wondered if it was an illusion. She said lightly:
"It doesn't matter if you can't beat me. You can practice with me for a few more years, and when you get good at it, Let's go out again..."
He finished his words.
Yeats's body surged with the [Dark Night Fighting Qi] taught by Skach, and he rushed into the night sky. The lion halberd in his hand surged into a monstrous shadow. With Yeats's low shout, it interacted with the ender flying dragon. A violent collision!
Scach raised his eyes and stared at the young man's vigorous posture fighting the ender dragon in the night sky. He then lowered his eyes and let out a subtle sigh.
Apprentice...you really want to leave here...
Yeats stood in the air, [Dark Night Fighting Qi] burning on the Black Night Spirit Clothes, his sharp eyes looked directly at the ender flying dragon rushing towards him with its wings beating. .
Some people once spent seven months achieving the Way of Heaven, and three months were enough to bring about earth-shaking changes in Yeats's strength!
"Roar!"
The ender dragon roared like thunder, opened its huge mouth, and spewed out a violent torrent of darkness.
Yeats quickly dodged with his Shadow Step, and a dark purple light surged from the tip of his spear. Following Yeats's long shout, a sharp black lightning-like trajectory was drawn in the night sky!
Zheng!
The tip of the spear left a hideous, narrow wound on the wing of the ender dragon.
But there was no blood spurting out, and shadows gathered at the wound, which healed quickly.
The ender dragon roared angrily, and between its wings, violent black thunder suddenly fell down, covering the entire area where Yeats was!
boom! boom! boom!
A series of crazy thunder struck the fighting spirit of the night, Yeats's energy and blood surged, and the divinity of the dark night in the soul realm fluctuated violently, making Yeats's eyes dyed with a layer of deep purple.
Looking at the blood spilling from the corner of Yeats's mouth, a trace of hesitation flashed in Skach's eyes, but he suppressed it.
Boom!
The ender dragon swung its thundering dragon tail. The moment it approached Yeats, the shadow flame at the end of the dragon's tail suddenly surged, knocking Yeats back a hundred meters away with a 'bang'!
Yeats slowly raised his left palm and put it down again, secretly thinking that using [Fire of Judgment] could effectively restrain the ender dragon.
However, this is my apprenticeship test. I must use the spear skills taught by my teacher to win with dignity!
Suddenly, Yeats' figure disappeared in the dark night, and even his breath was invisible.
This is the special effect of [Dark Night Fighting Energy].
Moonlight Dou Qi is good at recovery and continuous fighting, while Dark Night Dou Qi is good at stealth and one-hit kill!
"Roar!"
Unable to find the direction of Yeats, the ender dragon began to become manic and roared. Black thunder and purple shadow flames swayed around it, forming a life zone around itself. Even the night sky was illuminated by this dazzling light, trembling with the majestic energy!
Yeats burned with black fighting spirit and broke through the shadow flames. His eyes were sharp, and the spear in his hand suddenly thrust out. In an instant, he thrust out the phantom gun like a storm, accurately found the "weak point" of the black thunder, and forced the offensive. Defeated!
Scakhe’s eyes moved slightly.
Her night-colored eyes have a special effect like a 'magic eye', able to accurately find the vital points of all things and launch a fatal blow.
Instinctively, Skach added this realization to her own marksmanship.
Yeats didn’t have a magic eye, but he still showed his uniqueness in marksmanship. Skach couldn’t help but be surprised!
Boom!
With a point of breaking the face, the black thunder collapsed.
The ender dragon looked at the fierce figure rushing towards him, humanized fear flashed across its scarlet pupils, and it opened its bloody mouth, and dark purple violent energy quickly condensed in its mouth!
"Too slow!"
Yeats roared angrily, and the spear pierced Feilong's heart like thunder.
The terrifying power explodes instantly!
The magic of the ender dragon was forcibly interrupted, and it let out a shrill scream. The huge body was hit by the gun as fast as a meteor, setting off a gust of wind, and fell towards the ground!
Boom! !
The ender dragon fell in front of Skach and fell to the bottom of the pit full of cracks, dying.
Under night.
The young man burning with black flames stood in the air, with piercing eyes, looking down from the sky, he looked like a god!
Scakhe stood and stared, his eyes flickering, his chest rising and falling slightly, and finally he let out a gentle sigh.
His growth has been so amazing, even beyond my expectations!
But... Skach pursed his lips slightly... I'm looking forward to what kind of shock the Dark Night God's Chosen I cultivated will bring to the Atrium Continent!
“You really won!”
Duan Ya couldn’t help but exclaimed.
"How long has it been since then? You can actually defeat the imperial monster!!"
Yeats adjusted his breathing. Even he himself found it a bit incredible.
The once unreachable and invincible imperial monster was now lying in front of him, bowing his head!
With joy in his chest, Yeats was so heroic that he slowly landed on the ground, smiled at Skach, and said:
"Teacher, I did it!"
Scach smiled slightly, with many complicated emotions hidden in his eyes.
Under the cover of night, Skach stretched out his slender fingers, gently touched Yeats’s head, and whispered:
"You've done a good job, but you still have to work hard and don't be proud."
Suddenly, a sadness of parting quickly spread in his chest. Yeats's eyes felt a little warm and he said hoarsely:
"Teacher...I ..."
Scach gently rubbed Yeats's head, as if to soothe his hesitation and worry, and said softly:
"Yeats, my apprentice, you Will become a legend..."
Yeats looked at Skach's gentle smile, remained silent for a while, and nodded slightly.
On the other side.
The ender dragon was lying at the bottom of the pit, looking at the two loving masters and filial piety, on the verge of crying: "Roar!"
No, I'm still seriously injured, no one speaks up for me ? !
Scakhe waved his hand, and a nebula appeared in the dark night, covering the huge body of the ender dragon and taking it away from this place.
This magical operation fell into Yeats's eyes, and he couldn't help but sigh... The emperor-level monsters are not worth mentioning in front of the powerful ones in the holy realm, and they still have a long way to go!
"I told you before that after you complete your apprenticeship test, I will give you a 'reward'..."
Scakhe emphasized the pronunciation.
Yeats was stunned for a moment, his heart was pounding, could it be said?
“This magic spear was taught to me by my teacher. Now, I will pass it on to you.”
Skach held up the Thorn Magic Spear in both hands, and the astonished Yeats was reflected in his dark eyes, and he smiled and said:
"I believe that you will bring it with you to achieve incalculable feats in the world."< br>
"But, teacher, without Gayaberg, what are you going to use as a weapon?" Yeats hesitated.
“I don’t only have this magic gun.”
Scakhe’s eyes were full of softness and he said softly:
"And I believe...in your hands, the magic gun can experience more legendary battles."
"What she means is that you are so unlucky that you always run into those god-level guys!" Drill teeth to arch the fire road.
Yeats ignored it calmly. Seeing the determination in Skacher's eyes, he took a deep breath and solemnly took the magic spear of thorns.
The moment I took it, the dark magic gun glowed with a red light, and soon fell silent without any resistance.
“It has recognized you, the Chosen God of the Night.”
Skach turned around, looked at the other side of the mist-filled river, and said:
"You have to walk the next road by yourself...apprentice."
The night wind was cold and extremely lonely. , Yeats made up his mind and said in a deep voice:
"Teacher, parting is for the sake of reunion... We will definitely meet again!"
"Parting is for the sake of reunion..."
Skacher murmured and repeated, pulling up his purple hair and showing a smile:
"Bring the [Night Magic Mirror] with you. Maybe we can meet again after a year."
Yeats took the magic mirror from Skacher, was silent for a moment, made up his mind, and said:
"Teacher...goodbye!"
"Goodbye...my apprentice …”
The mist filled the air, Yeats held the magic gun, flew into the air, and looked back at the Queen of Shadows standing on the shore.
“Reluctant?” Daisy’s teasing voice sounded in Yeats’ ears, “There are two more waiting at home!”
“This is different!”
"Haha, don't be nervous."
Daisy smiled happily and said meaningfully:
"After all, if you go and get the [Ring of the Nibelungs], won't you be able to visit the Kingdom of Shadows more often?"
Yeats: "..."
Dai Xi, you are in for fun again!
But this suggestion was actually Yeats’s idea.
Looking at the mist covering the sky across the river, Yeats murmured to himself:
"Next, it's time to exchange feelings with the guard dog..."
(End of this chapter)