Drowning in the Gentle Country [Western Fantasy]

"Pfft-"

The sound of bone shattering and blood rushing sounded at the same time. Klein's broken head still maintained the madness and madness of the previous second, but it had been separated from the body.As soon as his chaotic soul emerged from the void, he was pinched in the palm of the fierce and brutal Fiore.

"You—" Klein did not expect things to turn out like this at all. When the plan was about to be realized, the allies who were firmly in control actually betrayed him!He was almost out of anger: "Fiore!! What have you done! You have ruined my plan and my everything!!! I can completely defeat them! And I am helping you plunder the keel!!"

"No need!" Fiore yelled at the thin soul in his dragon claws, as if he could crush it with just one finger movement, "I hate the amethyst dragon so much, if you want me to attach to his keel, why not let me died!"

After Klein's physical body was destroyed, the phylactery of the dracolich that he held tightly in his hand naturally fell into Fiore's hands.Klein saw that he had lost the tool to threaten him, and he was in a losing position. He gradually regained his senses and calmly analyzed the pros and cons: "But what good will it do you to kill me? They have dragons and angels. , There is a magician, you can't get out of the whole body - and my godhead is still there, there is a new skeleton in the dream space, I still have a back trick, as long as we cooperate again, you can get what you want - —”

However, his words stopped abruptly!Fiori's finger bones exerted force, and instantly shattered his frail soul!Without even a slight sound, Klein, who had previously clamored to become a god, was completely dissipated in the wind.

"From the day you hurt Karina, our cooperation has long ceased to exist. Besides, isn't your power mine—"

Fiorion howled his head high, and the tiny godhead stolen by Klein poured into his body continuously. The half-skeleton that was originally nearly shattered was surrounded by infinite and deep evil power, which made the scarlet light in his eyes even more intense. fear.Xiaoliang's dragon chant directly broke through the dome of the dream space, and a huge vortex-shaped crack was formed in the dark high place, from which the torrential rain poured down!

"Dream, there is a crack in the dream space, and I can't repair it..." Galen almost cried. The current dream space is like a dam full of floods, and the space outside is Tatari Town. If Fiori with Rain's strength continued to fight, the surging force could easily submerge Tatari Town, and now it was so easy—the first crack had already been created.

Ivydo and Mephisto were supported by the purple dragon's claws and slowly lowered to the ground.Iviedo shook, and with a pale face pulled Wilt who was about to leave.

"Wait, Wilt," a thin line of sweat slipped from the ears of Ivedo's eyes, revealing a holy but fragile expression, "How do you deal with Fiore after absorbing the godhead?"

Wilt's back that had been scorched by the refining flames was already black and scorched, and the flesh and bones underneath were almost visible, but he just leaned in front of Iviedo and said calmly: "Even the current Fei Ori, is not invincible either. There is nothing wrong with him being an immortal dracolich, but he doesn't know space magic, and after this body dies, he can't get Clay because the next one he prepared... This is our chance .So, as long as I forcibly destroy the skeleton that Fiore lives in, his ability to move will be greatly slowed down, and there will always be a way to eliminate him at that time."

"Don't say it so lightly!" Ivydo said very quickly, "Are you... sure?"

Sidi ran out from under Wilt's wing, ducking her head to avoid the rainstorm, but also bravely crying, "He didn't have any!"

Wilt smiled helplessly, his violet eyes looked at Iviedo tenderly, "From Fiore just now, I understand one thing."

"I ran into an elf princess before. Karina said that Fiori admired her very much. I didn't care at the time. But now, it seems that Karina's serious injury is the fuse that led to the breakdown of their alliance. Otherwise, one can A dracolich that can regenerate infinitely, plus a magician who can always do evil tricks behind his back, this combination is too terrifying."

"Fiore's actions shocked me. His sudden change of mind was undoubtedly driving himself to a corner, but it seemed to be just for Karina's whims. Since I was born on this plane, apart from watching the purple Aside from Crystal Reflection, and Sidi who broke her shell a long time later, Fiore was the first dragon I ever saw, and in a way, we have a great similarity—"

Iviedo opened his eyes slightly, and stretched out his right hand as if he had a premonition——

But Wilt had already spread his wings, and the huge amethyst wings were as hard as iron in the rainstorm.

"I love you, Iviedo," he said with a smile.

Then he waved his wings and resolutely flew towards the top layer of the dream space—the area where the demon dragon Fiori was destroying.

The young dragon Sidi seemed to have anticipated the danger of this journey, struggling and crying hoarsely: "Brother!" He flapped his wings and tried to follow, but was blocked by a golden light on the way.

Sidi looked back with a mournful face, only to see Iviedo's eyes were full of indifference, and the last wheat ring wrapped around his right wrist floated high in the air, absorbing various elements in the space, gathering and condensing into a luxurious and bright golden longbow.

The grains of wheat ears at the end of his eyes have become very pale, even though his thin lips have no trace of blood, they can still see the nobility and dignity of the time when he was an envoy of God.

The Harvest God Envoy said incredulously, "I'll help him."

"and many more!"

The one who suddenly spoke was Mephisto, who seemed to have become transparent. His eyes were black and his soul was lost. He looked no better than Ivy, who had fought a round, but at this time he spoke with unquestionable firmness. .

"According to my understanding of Klein, the phylactery he took out as a threat tool cannot be real. Fiori's real phylactery must still be hidden in his dream space!"

Mephisto asked hesitantly: "Can you help me go in and look for it together? My lord envoy."

"..." The huge golden bow in Ivydo's hand was shining brightly. After a moment of silence, he nodded, "You are right..."

"As far as I know about Wilt, it's impossible for him to do something stupid like sending him to death without any certainty..." Ivydo murmured, as if giving himself a psychological hint.

Mephisto chanted with his eyes closed: When it opens, the door of truth.

A vortex-shaped space crack slowly appeared in the void ahead.This is the dream space taken over by Klein. It was originally owned by his succubus friend Jodler. Mephisto has entered it countless times in the past, but this time he stood outside the familiar space crack, but he always looked hesitant.

"I...is Klein I picked up in the slums," Mephisto turned his back to Iviedo, no one could see his expression, but his tone sounded slightly trembling, "He is different because His ability to "see through other people's minds" was abandoned and excluded. Such an ability must be a disgusting alien in the eyes of ignorant human beings. I took him away at the time, except for sympathy, and because I wanted to study mind magic and Jodler's Dream illusion confrontation - he can't defeat me in anything, except his ability as a succubus is not bad."

When mentioning Jodler, Mephisto felt a sense of melancholy nostalgia, as if recalling a distant story. "I... have always been very casual when accepting disciples. It all depends on the direction of magic I was studying at the time. Their achievements were all created by themselves, and I only accounted for a very small part of them. But Klein is different. He needs me. All-around attention—but he's so timid and timid, and I'm such a busy man that I rarely have time to devote a lot of energy to him, so much so that I didn't notice until Wilt reminded me of Jordler's death His terror and ambition... By the time he discovered it, it was already too late."

"What is he doing for it? Is it my fault?" Mephisto tortured himself facing Jodler's dream space, "Because I and Jodler are good friends, so the design turned us against each other; because Oluka is My most trusted disciple, so I used spiritual magic to lure and forge his signs of betrayal; because Ryan was my most diligent fourth disciple, so I let him die exhausted in the process of refining the metal keel...even because Wilt A casual reminder from him will cause his most cherished land and people to perish together..."

"You don't need to blame yourself." Ivydo said, "When I learned that the initiator of the war of killing gods was my former friend, God Envoy Mance, I was also confused. I sneaked into the Dragon Cave to question him. , but he has almost been brainwashed and assimilated by Fiore. After being abandoned by the gods and the world, the hatred for the two overflows in his chest... Maybe I should also regret that I didn't stop him at the worst time."

His hand first reached into the space crack in front of him. Before the space distorted, Iviedo said calmly: "But it's still too late to stop Fiore."

Above the dream space, the cracked vortex gap is getting bigger and bigger. The former dragon Fiori flapped his wings leisurely, waiting for Wilt's arrival.

Here comes Wilt.

Unexpectedly, they didn't fight this time. Iviedo's worries were unnecessary, and Wilt was also a little surprised, as if he knew Fiore for the first time.

"Where's the little purple worm?" Fiore asked, referring to Sidi, of course.

"His name is Sidi." Wilt corrected his address, "Be respectful."

If Sidi heard these words, she might be moved to tears, what a defensive statement!

But Fiore just snorted coldly. Counting the years of being sealed, he is nearly ten thousand years old. How could he respect a young dragon in the "embryo stage" and use pronouns at most, "Who are his parents? Yours?" Who are the parents? Androne is still alive? Did he find a way to return to the Dragon Realm? How did he go back? Did he use the power of the Amethyst Dragon? Answer me!"

"How can you be sure that I know so many things? You know, there was no dragon on the mainland when I was born, and it doesn't matter if you are sealed." Wilt said, "What's more, information has to come and go—— If you want to go back to Longyu, you shouldn't hurt me so badly, now whether I want to or not, it's impossible."

"Bastard!" Fiore was furious, "You amethyst dragons are all a bunch of trash just before the battle! When I fought with the golden dragon Androne, the battle of destroying the world, the broken star chasing the sun, if we fought in the dragon domain, it would definitely cause a catastrophe!" In the large-scale struggle between metal dragons and five-color dragons, the neutral referee Tattaglia chose a "desolate" lower plane for us to duel. Who knows, there are not only people here, but also the protection of gods! Half of Androne is missing, and Tattaglia's magic power is inexplicably attenuated, and I can't open the Dragon Realm plane. I have been trapped here for 1 years! You must be the amethyst dragon Tattaglia Descendants, if I don't want to find a way to open the Dragon Realm plane, I will definitely turn this place upside down!"

"What you didn't do 1 years ago, are you still dreaming of doing it in 1 years?" Wilt sneered, "Fiore, don't think about going back to Dragon Realm, I can set up a dragon monument for you today! "

"You!" Fiore spread his bone wings angrily, the skeleton with the God of War personality was thick with black mist, and the evil spirit was increasing!

However, just when he yelled out the word "Amethyst Dragon—" his voice stopped without warning, and he stared at the phylactery in his palm in astonishment. Unbelievable.

"I am—the undead dragon—Fiore!"

Fiore's voice was strangled in his throat, the decomposed soul that supported the action of the skeleton dissipated instantly, and the metal keel shattered with a "click".

In the depths of Jodler's dream space, on the phylactery that actually buried Fiore's soul, there was a dark golden wheat-tipped arrow stuck straight into it.

The wheat ring wrapped around Ivedo's right wrist also drifted away like smoke after the blow.

Fiori's phylactery is not fragile glass, and the only attack left in his hand that can cause fatal damage to it is this one.

Iviedo slid against the wall and sat on the ground. On the raised pale neck, a lot of sweat flowed from the sideburns into the hooded robe.

"Successful?!" Mephisto turned eastward and westward, and with his familiarity with Jodler's space, he finally found Ivydo's location. After seeing his gesture of success, he finally let go of his heart. "Great, great..."

"Mephisto," Iviedo said suddenly as he was sitting and resting. There was an indescribable emotion in his blue eyes, "There is a door there, and there may be something inside that you must see."

"What?" Mephistopheles asked, and then he felt something strange about the place where Fiore's phylactery was hidden—it was strange, he had never seen it before.

But in fact, Klein basically didn't change the facilities of Jodler's dream space. Whether it was the place where the twelve disciples studied and studied together, or the familiar storage room where the Fiori metal keels were stored, they were all the same. The original flavor, only this side of the space, Mephisto has no impression.

He opened the door, and the person who appeared in the world behind the door turned out to be the succubus Qiaodler.

"Welcome to the memory corridor~!" Qiaodler bowed and said with a smile, "Do you want to let the dream space read your memory and play it back? Do you want it? Don't talk? Then go directly to the past The one I watched the most~"

The scene in front of him was instantly blurred, before Mephisto had time to carefully see the face of Jodler who missed him so much, the surrounding environment had already changed.

It's a slum.

At that time, he dyed wine red hair with natural grass green highlights, and was dressed in a linen bag with a loose woven scarf. It was the "poor style" dress that was popular at the time. On a whim, he suddenly thought of going around the slums.

So I happened to see the skinny child on the harp abandoned by the bard in the corner, and couldn't help but take a second look.

Unexpectedly, the child raised his head obediently, and stammered, "If... If I guess what you're thinking, can't... you can give me a penny."

"Hmm..." He bit his lip and thought, "Don't guess, I was thinking that the weather is too cold, so I should give you the scarf!"

……

Mephisto covered his forehead in pain, and the scene in front of him had changed back to the place where Chodler was originally. Jodler in the illusion made a speech: "Someone has seen this paragraph 420 times before, it's really boring. !"

"Read."

"what?"

"Read my memory," Mephisto said.

……

Iviedo left Jodler's dream space by himself, and just bumped into Wilt who rushed over. Wilt had recovered his human form and hugged him tightly.

"Did you help me?"

"Yeah." In the pouring rain, Iviedo smiled, his long hair flying freely and the lines under his eyes were so restrained that they could not be seen, and the milky white robe changed back to the original clothes.

"Great, great..." Wilt couldn't stop saying, and Iviedo, who was hugging him, suddenly slipped from his arms, "Iviedo?!"

"It's okay..." Iviedo said, he felt the raindrops falling on his back, he neither spoke nor moved, which made Wilt anxious and worried.

"Wilter, do you know..." Iviedo looked at him through the rain and fog with bright eyes, gentle as water, "It's easy for raindrops to fall, but when he wants to return to the sky by himself, he can't do it, say After all, I'm just a raindrop waiting to dry up."