Chapter 447 The Prophet
"Field."
Fang Bai found that this pupil technique was much more effective than imagined.
While following the fat man, he also observed their actions and arrangements.
Fatty's formation can suppress and crowd out the field, forming a temporary small field.
This is the principle of the road under your feet.
And every copper coin that the tall and thin man put down was placed in the node of the field, and every golden cone penetrated the key node of the field, like a wedge anchoring the field in place.
Fang Bai couldn't help but admire the two people's methods.
The three of them continued to move forward, and in an instant they were submerged in the dusk plain.
Although the ground on the plains has little undulations at dusk, and there are no vegetation or obstructions, people's vision is still blocked by invisible objects, making it difficult to see clearly.
And at this moment.
"Ouch!"
Two high-pitched cries sounded, and a two-headed flying dragon dragged a wooden boat down slowly.
The flying dragon's huge and thick dragon wings flapped and raised dust and mist all over the sky.
After the flying boat landed, a group of people got off the flying boat.
The two-headed flying dragon rubbed its head affectionately on the chest of one of the old men.
The old man patted the two-headed flying dragon and turned to look at the others, with a sense of majesty in his eyes.
If Fatty were here, he would find that this old man is the legendary dragon knight who was chasing him before, Duke Bartholomew!
At this moment, Duke Bartholomew looked at the group of people in front of him and waved lightly without saying anything.
"Everyone, let's go!"
"Yes!"
Everyone responded in unison, and then a group of people got off the canoe and walked towards the dusk plain together.
The majestic Duke Bartholomew looked at the dusk plain, and a young man next to him spoke out.
"Father, did you say the prophecy turned out to be true?
Is there really a magic medicine appearing outside the Dusk Plain? ”
When Duke Bartholomew heard the word "miraculous medicine", his eyes fluctuated slightly, and then he said calmly.
"If the prophecy must be true, then we must not get this news.
No prophet would say it. ”
Duke Bartholomew continued again without waiting for the young man's words.
"But since he dared to say that, it is more or less possible.
Whenever possible, it's worth trying.
After all, this is the legendary magic medicine, the only one in the world. If you take it, it will fly up in the daytime. When the gods see it, they will drop their projections to snatch the treasures of the world.
But”
"Since there is no divine projection yet, there is a high probability that it is not a true magical medicine, but just a semi-miraculous medicine.
But it is completely enough for us, even just right. ”
When Duke Bartholomew spoke, he turned to look to the right. The terrifying dragon rose up and crushed towards the right.
"Chirp!"
An eagle chirped full of rage. Although it was not as powerful as Duke Bartholomew, it still supported the world.
"If this old guy, Basu, doesn't avenge his apprentice, why would he come here to join in the fun?"
The young man next to Duke Bartholomew said with a bit of unruliness in his eyes.
Duke Bartholomew glanced at Ba Hao indifferently and had no chance to make a move, but the look he looked at him was quite strange.
"Bacha, do you feel that your strength has improved a bit?
Illusion? ”
Duke Bartholomew frowned slightly, but then didn't take it to heart.
No matter how much breakthrough this Bazao makes, he will never be his opponent.
Withdrawing his gaze and looking in several other directions, feeling the breath of old acquaintances, the smile on Duke Bartholomew's face gradually disappeared. He originally thought that selling the information about the prophet to two or three companies would be enough.
Unexpectedly, at least a dozen of them were sold? !
Recalling the price he paid that was comparable to a buyout, Duke Bartholomew's face turned slightly gloomy.
"Ah, cut! Ah, cut!"
"Who missed me?"
A man in fluttering white clothes with his back to the world muttered.
While muttering, I kept the wooden stick in my hand and looked at the direction it was pointing.
"The Bartholomew family?
Everyone else has gone too. If you go, just go.
Why do you miss me so much?
A one-minute buyout is not a buyout. When did you say how long the buyout would be?
Why do you think I can refuse the price offered by others?
They gave too much. ”
The man in white murmured, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
The people next to him looked at him strangely. In their opinion, this man in white was very strange. He basically always turned his back to others.
Even the few people who saw the front could only see the mouth and chin, and everything above was shrouded in fog.
The man in white, who had his back to everyone, cast a spell slightly and suddenly let out a light sigh.
"It doesn't seem like a demigod medicine? Did I calculate it wrong?"
"Is it just a legendary treasure?"
"No, it's impossible."
"But it's not right."
"No, I have to see it myself."
The man in white robe's face changed slightly, and without hesitation, he immediately rushed towards the dusk plain.
Professional ethics, professional ethics, he can accept that he is immoral, but he cannot accept that he is unprofessional!
"What on earth interfered with my prophecy?"
The man in white robe wanted to use prophecy again, but the result was blank.
Baipao originally wanted to make targeted predictions about those who interfered with the prophecy, but just as he was about to start, he suddenly suddenly became excited and a trace of horror flashed in his eyes.
The prophecy stopped immediately.
You can't continue. Continuing will definitely cause bad consequences.
"What on earth is it?"
The man in white robe had a curiosity in his heart, but his knowledge and reason told him.
As far away as possible, as far away as possible, never get close!
For a prophet, the unknown is always the most dangerous.
The unknown and the unpredictable often mean death.
But.
"I know the danger, but I can't help it.
If you stay away from the unknown blindly, everything will be known.
So even if it's safe, what's the point of living? ”
It only took a few milliseconds for the man in white robe to make a decision.
Just like that sentence.
For a prophet, the unknown is always the most dangerous.
But it is also the most attractive; and therefore, it becomes the most dangerous.
The man in white robe took one step forward, and his whole person gradually blurred in the eyes of passers-by, disappearing bit by bit in front of everyone.
On the way, the man in white couldn't help but feel excited.
"What exactly is it? An object? Or a person?"
In the sky, mutterings sounded out of thin air.
The usually deserted plain at dusk has become lively, and teams that have gathered one after another have begun to move forward.
Many people held compasses in their hands and pretended to enter the Yellow River Plain. Not long after, screams rang out, adding a bit of blood to the dim dusk plain.
The smell of blood floats, murderous intent gradually spreads, and the originally sleeping area of the dusk plain gradually revives
(End of chapter)