Eighth Crown

After noticing the reappearance of Araiya Zonglian, Liu Xia rushed to the scene in less than half a minute.

Fortunately, he left a peeping rune on the body of the two rituals, otherwise he might not have noticed the source of this anomaly tonight, and even the two rituals would be captured and even injured by the other party.

The possibility of death should not be high. If he hadn't arrived, the [two rituals] would probably have appeared. With her strength, she wouldn't be defeated by such an enemy...probably.

Stepping on the flames under Liu Xia's feet, she slowly fell from the back of the flying dragon and landed in front of the two rituals. Those amber pupils stared directly at the middle-aged man in the giant pit.

"Araiya Zonglian... It shouldn't be."

Liu Xia's eyes narrowed slightly, and the Dragon King Bow in his hand was changed back to the Ghost King Bow, guarding the man in the pit, and at the same time, he asked, "Who are you?"

He lifted the ghost king bow in his hand, causing a blood-red energy arrow to be generated from it, aiming at the middle-aged man in front of him, and the arrow could be released at any time.

He didn't feel a strong aura from the man on the opposite side. He looked like the magician Araya Zonglian back then, who could easily kill him.

But the other party stole an arrow from him and didn't die. This is already a very strange situation. With the power of his arrow now, Parsonlip was seriously injured and dying.

"Who am I, don't you know?"

The middle-aged man seemed to have finally completed his project, and then raised his head, his eyes narrowed as well, and a strange smile appeared on his face.

"It seems that the [Miko] didn't tell you about me at all... It's no wonder that even among the many [Selected], you are the most special one."

As the middle-aged man said this, he floated up from the pit, as if he had no weight at all, and flew to the edge of the giant pit.

"Young man, ask a question, is my system easy to use?"

He landed on the ground again, and then did not continue the topic just now, but asked Liu Xia with a leisurely smile, like a bank employee asking customers about service satisfaction.

"……what are you saying?"

Liu Xia tilted her head, her expression still indifferent.

Like the two rituals, he couldn't understand the other's brain circuits at all, and he couldn't guess what was going on in his mind.

"Don't you understand? That thing should often appear in the passage of time."

Hearing the words, the middle-aged man muttered like this, and then continued to explain in detail, "It's the thing that can take you through various worlds, and can issue tasks to you to make you stronger, I don't know where it is. Your generation has been revised to what it looks like, anyway, it's just what it means."

Do you mean Anonymous Spirit Foundation?

Lucia understood.

"By the way, that was originally mine, right?"

Then, the other party responded with a smile without a smile at all, "But for me now, that's something I don't need, so you can use it as you like."

He has always had an unfathomable smile on his face, and he always has a condescending demeanor, as if he regards himself as an omnipotent god. In the face of anyone, there is an innate sense of looking down.

"...It seems that you know a lot of things."

Liu Xia didn't let down her guard at all, and continued to ask defensively: "I'll ask again, who are you, and what is your purpose for coming here?"

Liu Xia didn't care who the anonymous spirit foundation belonged to, anyway, it was enough for him to use it now, even if there were any organs in it, it didn't matter.

Anyway, what he believes in is the idea of ​​the strong feeding the weak. If he loses to someone in the end, it is just that he is too weak, no one can blame others.

But this man has told a lot of information that he has not even told him from the [two rituals], he must know more things, and Liu Xia wants to get that information from him even more.

"I originally wanted to use this present life to kill the [Miko] and the [Selected Person] this time, that is, the two rituals and yours."

The middle-aged man put his hands behind his back, and said calmly and leisurely: "But I just browsed the historical records of this world and found a shocking fact, so I changed my mind."

Browsing world records?

How many unexpected things can this man do?

"Cangmimu Liuxia, come to my side."

A very weird smile appeared on his face, and then he stretched out his hand to Liu Xia, "No matter how hard [Miko] does, no matter how good you are, in the end, I am your true destination, so join me under his command."

"What right do you have to say that?"

Liu Xia was not disturbed in the slightest, her eyes still asked coldly.

"qualifications?"

He thought about it for a while, and then clapped his palm very happily as if he had thought of something.

"By the way, I remember that the [Witch] is your mother, right? Then, I should be equivalent to your father. Isn't it natural for a son to honor his father?"

Simply enough.

One calls himself his mother, the other calls himself his father, and there is no end to these two?

"However, I can let you go, [Miko] must die."

As if he had remembered something, he added another sentence to Liu Xia with a convincing look on his face.

"Boom!"

So, Liu Xia let go of the bowstring in his hand without saying a word, causing the blood-red energy arrows to come straight out of the string, and differentiated into three hundred in an instant, turning into a torrential rain of arrows, swiping in unison. The brush covered the past in the direction of the other side.

He also superimposed the "fixed damage additional" buff in this arrow. As long as he hits the opponent, he must deduct a large tube of blood.

"Om-"

But at the same time, a pitch-black arc also appeared beside him, covering his entire body for several meters, not falling down, up, down, left, and right.

A total of 300 arrows, each of which whizzed out at more than ten times the speed of sound, at such a short distance, just the vibration of the sound wave was enough to shatter a person's heart.

But after the three hundred arrows shot into the dark arc of the barrier, the speed dropped abruptly by more than ten thousand times. The transition from extremely moving to extremely quiet made people almost vomit blood.

Immediately after, after advancing at turtle speed for a second, these arrows completely stagnated in mid-air, and could no longer advance a single minute.

There will be no reincarnation or transmigratory organization in this book.