Chapter 2000 Battle of Central Mountain III
On Central Mountain, there is a cool breeze among the short trees. Diego is wearing a white robe, a sheath without a sword, and his deep eyes are staring at the other person not far away. Attack the figure.
Diego put down the scabbard of his sword, his white robe fluttering in the wind. The scabbard stood straight on the ground, neither falling nor shaking: "Aren't you going to run away?"
"Run away? Humph? Hum." The mysterious guest in black and red robes laughed strangely: "Are you despising me, or are you despising your own strength? I can enter and exit at any time." The black robe at the back was also shaking wildly. The face of the person under the robe is still invisible.
"The word 'escape' is indeed a bad word. So the mysterious visitor... tell me your identity."
The mysterious man said: "My identity is not important to you."
"Oh, you are indeed not important, but Diego's sword never kills the unknown."
"Hmph ~!”
“Oh~!” Diego’s voice was slightly angry, and his right hand was slanting as if he was about to raise his sword.
At this moment, a striding figure appeared on the top of the mountain - Lermontov, the Seal of the Divine Fist.
"It was very lively down the mountain just now." This was Lermontov's first sentence when he came up. He stood in a straight line with the mysterious man and Diego, maintaining the same distance. The shooting distance was just right, a very comfortable distance.
The mysterious man turned sideways and glanced sideways at the person coming from behind: "The Empire's Divine Fist became the manor's thug?"
Lermontov was not angry: "I am a thug. But not their thugs. Lermontov just wants to see how he can show off at Apple Island Manor. How powerful are the ghosts?"
The mysterious man looked around and chuckled: "Which one of you will do it first, or do you want to go together?"
Diego didn't answer and asked: "Tell me. The reason you came to the manor is not to watch the fun, right?”
The mysterious man shook the sleeves of his broad robe, crossed his arms and said, "I'm just here to watch the excitement."
The wind was speechless for a moment, and the atmosphere became even more tense.
Lermontov said: "It seems that you really don't take Apple Island Manor seriously!"
"I take the manor seriously." said the mysterious man. .
Two seconds later, Diego asked again: "Is this the only reason you came to the manor?"
"It is the purpose, but not the only one."
"What about the second one?"
The mysterious man said with his hands behind his back: "I want to make sure that the old manor owner is really dead?"
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"Do you know old Mr. Putist?" Diego's eyes sharpened.
The mysterious man did not answer.
Diego asked: "Is there a third one?"
"Yes. I want to borrow the 'Eternal Conch' for use."
Diego said: "Before yesterday, I knew about the 'Eternal Conch' 'There are only a handful of people who exist in the manor, and you are here too. Purpose?"
"This is the purpose I added temporarily."
Diego asked: "Your three purposes are very interesting and meaningful. How many have you reached?”
"One and a half."
"Oh. One and a half is a lot, any more would be a bit greedy." Diego said.
The mysterious man chuckled and said: "But I am just greedy. I will not leave until I achieve my three goals."
"If I don't leave, I will have to stay alive!"
< br>The wind on the top of the mountain was blowing, and the flames and steam that had passed away not long ago made the changes in the air flow more intense. The mysterious man stood between the two of them. Although the red and black robe was moving, it was not moving with the wind. There was a spontaneous airflow under the robe that was blowing the robe, as if it was ready to explode at any time.
However, the wind suddenly stopped, and the fighting aura that was about to break out instantly disappeared.
Diego said: "What do you want the 'Eternal Conch' for?"
"It has nothing to do with you."
"The conch is not mine, I can't make the decision. "
The mysterious man said: "Then find someone who can take charge."
Diego asked: "What will happen to you if I don't give you the conch?"
"What I want to get, I will get it by any means necessary."
"It seems that I have to give up the things. "Give it?"
"You'd better not make any other choice."
"I can't lend you anything for free."
The mysterious man smiled: "You can't make the decision, aren't you?"
Diego said: "This is the same as your identity, it's not important anymore. So what do you give in exchange?"
"Your life is fine."
"Threatening can only scare the weak, but it will not achieve its purpose in front of me." Diego said.
The mysterious man said: "Then there is an enemy."
"What enemy?" "Me!" the mysterious man said: "If you don't hand over the conch, I will be your enemy."
"What's the benefit of giving you the conch?"
“You have one less enemy.”
“Don’t you have one more friend?”
The mysterious man: "I have no friends."
Diego smiled: "It takes strength to get the artifact."
"So, is it you, or are you together?"
"In a fair duel, how can Lermontov and I tolerate two against one?" Diego said: "How about we make a bet?"
"What bet."
"If you win, you take the ring. If you lose, explain your identity."
"Okay. Which of you will take part in this battle?"
Lemonto The husband took the initiative to unbutton his coat, revealing his muscular chest: "Mysterious friend, I have to repay the revenge I got yesterday!"
"Very good!"
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At the foot of the central mountain, the people who were gradually leaving suddenly discovered that there was a sudden storm on the top of the mountain, and the flashing lights and shadows were indicating an unknown duel. Putist had just picked up Diego's white sword and said to Heimanla: "Take the sword and take a look at the situation on the mountain."
"Okay." Heimanla immediately went up the mountain.
At first glance, several hours have passed, and the battle on the top of the mountain has still not stopped. Even so, there is no earth-shattering sound. It is just that the wind is strong on the top of the mountain, and the water vapor and mist are gathering and dispersing. I don’t know what it is. The battle of Chengdu.
Putiste and some people were watching at the bottom of the mountain. A few went up the mountain and retreated from the air on their mounts. The butler Wood quietly came to the owner of the manor and said: "Mr. Celeste said that the airship can be outfitted before evening. He is leaving overnight. Please give him the things promised to him by the master."
"Well, I understand. When the results here come out, I will go see him. This battle should be over."
After more than half an hour, the duel on the top of the mountain came to an abrupt end. The three people standing were still standing. Apart from many messy footprints on the ground, there was not much damage. Lermontov picked up his coat and put it on again. The mysterious man was wrapped in the robe and said slowly: "The Divine Fist, one of the three martial arts in the world, gave me a new and deeper experience today."
Diego didn't even look back, and the man far behind said: "Haimanla, call the owner of the manor up. Let him bring the 'Eternal Conch'."
Not long after, Putist came , holding the divine ring called 'Eternal Conch'. He took a look and asked: "Mr. Lermontov lost?"
"Failed." Lermontov had no expression on his face.
“Alas.” Putiste sighed: “I promised to give this ring to others. Just gamble it away?” He looked at Diego: “Diego, we have nothing. Do you want to get it? Can you not give me this ring?”
Diego didn't say anything, but the mysterious man said: "Oh, the manor owner seems a little reluctant to part with it. Or maybe my enemy is not worth mentioning?"
Putiste quickly handed over the small box containing the ring. Heiman pulled and laughed: "Sometimes one more friend may not be so important, but one less enemy is very important. I lament that I can't make an extraordinary friend like Mr. Mysterious, but It’s good not to be an enemy.”
The mysterious man took the box from Haimanla, opened it, took a look, closed it and said, “One more question, is your father really dead?”
"It's very dead. The body is still sealed in the sarcophagus in the basement. Sir, do you want to take a look?"
"How did you die?"
Putist replied: "One theory is that he died in depression, the other is that he died violently, and the third theory is that I personally sent him on his way."
"Which one is true? ”
“Both and none. The truth often lies only in others. Which one do you want to believe?"
"That's it."
Putist said: "I have a question, sir. Do you know my father? What’s the relationship?”
"Humph, I don't know him. It's just that he owes me a life!" After saying that, I saw the red and black robes flying, and he went away to the distance down the mountain.
After the mysterious man left, Putist also left, but Diego and Lermontov had not left yet. They seemed to be still reminiscing about the battle just now.
“He is very strong.” It was Lermontov who spoke.
"Yes." Diego said: "Not only is he strong, but his movements are also mysterious."
Lermontov said: "He can make moves in places I don't expect. This is the first time Lermontov has seen this kind of strange martial arts with unexpected thinking.”
"You lost. Although it was only half a move away, you still lost." Diego said.
Lermontov glanced at him displeasedly: "No need for you to emphasize."
Diego smiled and said: "I mean even you are not his opponent. It’s hard to say if I take action.”
Lermontov said: “Nothing wrong. It's easy to say. This is a duel, not a real battle of life and death. The result may not be like this. I am convinced that I lost this half move, but next time, Lermontov will pay back this half move ten times. Him!"
"And next time?"
"Yes!" After saying that, Lermontov strode away, as confident as when he came.
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(End of this chapter)