Countless silver snakes of lightning cling to and bite the nightmare, and the magic defense runes continued to drop thunder and slashed on the nightmare. The black flames of the horse's skin bloomed, and its flesh flew out like burning black coal. It roared and cursed, but did not know the name of the contract demon opposite, and could only be called "damn devil".
This curse that did not know the other party's name was ineffective. Feiqi hid in the inner wall of the gate, guarding against the other party's sudden fire, or charging to attack when he struggled to death. In order to avoid the long and long night dreams, Feiqi seized the opportunity to launch a heavy crossbow, and the soul harvesting dagger avoided the nightmare's hard skin and pierced directly from the wound.
It quickly stopped struggling.
After waiting for a while, the Thunder Demon Subduing Bullet and the Divine Art Defense Rune stopped. Feiqi used a heavy crossbow to repair two arrows, confirming that Nightmare was completely dead before he passed. He pulled out the soul-harvesting dagger from the Nightmare's corpse, and a warm feeling came from the dagger, entering his body with a comfortable and refreshing feeling. If every time he harvested a devil, Feiqi would have such a good experience, he would not mind becoming a Paladin.
Gresham Gary's contract scroll was intact and returned to Feiqi's hands. This time he was able to kill Nightmare, and this scroll made great contributions. If it hadn't caused Nightmare's greed and became the most important piece of bait on the fishing rod, Feiqi would not have had the chance to break the invaders, let alone use the second contract to tie Nightmare's legs. With the dual role of the fortress's no-fly rune and the "can't move" command, the nightmare that cannot fly becomes a horse, and the horse that cannot move becomes a target. Feiqi finally solved this hidden danger.
The summoning statue of Blood Flash is at Feich's feet and has been broken into three pieces. Because the soul is harvested, the nightmare completely disappears and there is no chance of resurrection, so the summoning statue will be automatically crushed. However, crushing does not mean it has no value. Feich finds a pocket to collect the fragments, which can be used for research in the future, or uses Blood Flash to create other summoning statues.
After finishing his hands, Feiqi hurried to find Mr. Kiplin. He used a soul dagger to harvest a wandering soul blocking the way, and carried Kelly, who was still in a coma, and used his strength to take him to the highest meditation room on the tower.
"Let go, I'll help you." Old man Kipling came over tremblingly when he saw this. How dare Feiqi ask him to help? He could only feel wronged and fell to the ground from his shoulder in advance, and then dragged to the diamond-shaped area in the meditation room that serves as a protective effect.
Lay the seat cushion, adjust the posture, and use the rope. Kelly was fiddled with by two people like a toy doll. Fortunately, it finally formed a fixed sitting position and would not be poured out. At this time, Kiplin and Fei Qi breathed a sigh of relief, and the two people sat in the other two diamond-shaped areas respectively.
"Thanks to you this time," said the old man Kipling, but he did not show much happiness. "The fortress was attacked by someone. This has never happened before. It is unimaginable to have thieves in the area where the Paladins of the Goddess Church are defending!"
"Thieves? I don't think so. Those people..." Feiqi frowned tightly, thinking about the words in his heart: "I saw those people entering the courtyard and heading straight to the tower, as if I knew what was in the tower. I mean, the three of them did not search for the fortress castle separately, which was not in line with the thieves' habit of operating."
"Go straight to the tower... What can be remembered by the bad guys? The Wandering Souls's Relief Array? This thing is associated with the magic runes of the entire fortress. Unless the entire fortress is packaged together, it cannot be stolen."
"Will this be their target in the book collection?" Feiqi expressed his question: "Aren't there many evil silver-sealed magic books in it?"
"It is possible, but...the pages of those books have runes that can be traced. Only the high-level Sacred Heart priest of the Church of Goddess of the Truth, can be safely lifted. If someone steals it, it's better. Follow the clues and follow the clues to hunt down more evil spellcasters." Old Man Kipling shook his head: "Although this matter is not explicitly stated to the world, it has long been an open secret."
The implication is that the possibility of stealing a book is not high. Feiqi was about to suggest going downstairs to see the invader's personal belongings and what was in the wooden box, and he was also very curious. But at this moment, a wandering soul walked up to the tower and slowly walked towards the center of the magic circle of salvation.
"Why did it come so slowly?" Old Man Kipling didn't know that the wandering soul who was originally walking in the front was led by Feiqi. Now the person who came in was actually the second place in the race competition. "Feic, use meditation and then concentrates his attention to the center of the magic circle."
Feich found this to be easy to do, even easier than using the "SUA" spell to lock objects to move.
The magic circle starts to shine from the center and then spreads around. When all runes light up, a beam of pale flame rises in the center of the magic circle and sways slowly. The flame does not give people a dazzling or hot feeling, and is not even as bright as a candle. However, its swaying posture has a special rhythm, like hypnosis, which makes people want to fall asleep unconsciously.
"Concentrate!" Old Man Kipling shouted, causing Fitch to wake up suddenly. He then said in a kind tone: "This is the light of heaven. You can only focus on the state of Hawkeye meditation, otherwise it will be easy to fall asleep. Don't worry, just sleeping is not harmful to the body; but if you fall asleep while there is only one person on duty, it may delay things, so you should avoid it as much as possible - this is also a kind of exercise. Okay, let's wait for the wandering soul to enter."
The light of heaven has great attraction to the soul, like a vortex. Feiqi had just felt it and almost lost control. For the wandering soul, this attraction was completely irresistible. The wandering soul in the room accelerated, almost rushed into the fire, burning itself, and letting out a happy sigh.
While the flames devour the wandering soul, a small blue spark was generated, which circled the flame tip, then rose and disappeared into the air. "The rising spark is a manifestation of salvation. It is done well in Fitch, and it will run itself, and at least for a period of time, no one needs to stare at it all the time. Let's go downstairs to see the invaders, and help me analyze what clues there are."
Feiqi nodded and helped the old man Kiplin downstairs. The old man looked bloated with hunched back, but in fact it was mostly empty shelves supported by warm clothes. His body was actually very light, his muscles were few, and his skin was wrinkled. The wind eroded his strength and health. This wind was blowing all the time, so that he was shaking when walking. The wrinkled and cold hands grabbed Feiqi's warm wrist, and the two body temperatures were incompatible.
"Feich..." The old man just called his name and suddenly stopped.
"What's up?"
"Nothing, I'm glad to have you this time."
Feiqi was a little worried, a little worried about whether the old man had guessed something. If Mr. Kipling asked him when he woke up or why he could wake up earlier, Feiqi had already written a draft and could get away with it, but he would be more comfortable. Now, the old man didn't ask anything, but seemed to know something, and Feiqi was naturally unsure.
"Do you believe in fate?" The old man clenched Fitch's wrist with great force, just like a snowy owl caught the fat mouse in hunger. "Do you believe it was the power of fate that sent you to the Ice Peak Fortress?"
"I don't know whether to believe it," Feiqi didn't understand what the old man meant, nor did he dare to break free from his grasp, but he was not afraid to tell the truth. "Doesn't fate be a prediction of the future. Prediction is sometimes right and sometimes wrong. What's the relationship between believing or not believing? There is only one thing that is certain about the future, that is, what we do now can affect the future."
The old man slowly relaxed his fingers and patted Feich's skin that was already red. "That's right, I had the same idea when I was young. If you have free time, read the 37th paragraph of "The Long Thunder Poem". The meaning expressed in it is very close to yours, but you should go deeper."
"The Long Poem of Thunder"? Feiqi searched it from his memory and only knew that this book should be an internal book of the Goddess Church. He just heard that he had never read it in the past. Perhaps there was a book in the library of Bingfeng Fortress? Feiqi was very curious about why Mr. Kipling only took out this book.
The footsteps of the old and the young echoed in the fortress. It seemed that the distance was long, but in fact it was just a two-story spiral staircase of the tower. The three bodies were still placed at the door of the old man Kipling's room, and the smell began to spread.
"Oh, it's cold and I can't open the windows. This smell makes me unable to sleep. It seems that I have to go to the place where I'm in Cale to spend some time."
The old man seemed to hate the smell of death, but this did not prevent him from searching for clues or explaining. The masks of the three people were taken off first, and the only thing that caught his eye was three ordinary appearances, which were not conspicuous whether they were thrown into civilians or nobles. It seemed that they were all under thirty or forty years old, and had long-term weapon training experience. From the teeth, the quality of nutrition and diet was very good. Their coats were ordinary, just like ordinary mercenaries, but their thermal underwear was of good quality, exquisite materials, dense threads, comfortable in the body, and brand new. Only the aristocratic class could afford professional clothing craftsmen to tailor such clothes for themselves.
Feiqi felt that it would be nothing great if these clothes were placed on the earth, and they could buy them at any shopping mall. However, at the Ice Peak Fortress, he just needed to nod and be a qualified foil.
After taking off the clothes, the woman's ring would not fall. The ring was abrupt and conspicuous, and it was black all over. When it was approaching, it noticed that there was a relief entangled by a group of snakes on it, which looked like a bad person. Old Kiplin was very careful, wrapped his fingers with his clothes and pulled them down very carefully. However, as long as the ring was moved slightly on his fingers, it would emit a purple light. This was a sign of the irritation of corrosion rays, and Fitch hurriedly stopped the old man.
"I think it's better to buy it." Even if Feiqi cherishes the beauty, he will not look at a corpse, and it is a corpse that was caught in the head of a bear: "She will not object."
"This is a good idea." Old Man Kipling threw away the cloth that he used to wrap his fingers just now, and a faint blue smoke rose from the cloth. When he opened it, he found that there were signs of corrosion. "So amazing?" The old man looked at the residual corrosion marks on Feich's clothes and finally raised the first question related to the battle: "How did you block it?"
"I'm lucky, I move faster. Before the ring emits a ray, I had already clamped her head with the bear-catching clamp, and the light of the ring immediately dimmed a lot. So, my clothes were just burned through, and the flesh was fine. Only when I got hit by a flying knife, it hurts very much."
Chapter completed!