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Fire girl...?

The mage looked at her as politely but carefully as possible, and he could feel something else sleeping quietly inside her.

"Hello." He Shenyan nodded politely to her.

"Traveler, although there is room for a few people to rest here, the power in your body is too dazzling. If you don't leave, I'm afraid you will be regarded as one of the kings by the remaining ashes..." Fireproof The woman euphemistically said that she used the same old English.

The mage frowned: "King Xin, what will happen?"

"Don't you know? It seems that your hometown must be a very far away and very peaceful place... A splendid person like you can be born without knowing anything about the remaining ash."

The fire girl gently raised one hand and covered her mouth. She seemed to be expressing surprise, but her covered eyes showed no emotion. For some reason, He Shenyan felt that she must be watching her deeply.

"Lord Traveler, the ashes are cursed undead. The fire has gradually extinguished, but the king's shadow is not seen. The kings who refuse to spread the fire must be persuaded, so they have to let the ashes get out of the coffin again. Climbed up..." Her words were like a sigh, with a sense of sadness.

coffin? Immortal? Ha, interesting. The mage's brows stretched out, and he became curious.

"I see. Goodbye, then."

He Shenyan nodded to her and the Rudous who was sitting on the throne, and then floated away, as quietly as he had come.

The fire-proof girl was still standing gracefully on the dusty ground. She raised her head and said to Rudas, "Lord Rudas... Did you see anything?"

Losing his legs, emaciated, and more like a pitiful worm than a king, Rudas put his hand on his cheek, there was no joy or anger in his tone, and his words sounded like a dream: "Fireproof girl, even if it's Ge Wen walked out of the flame, and I am afraid that he does not have such a strong power."

He sat up straight: "Although I don't know where he came from, but..."

The fire-proof girl stopped what he wanted to continue: "No, Lord Rudas. Only the Kings of Xin need to spread the fire. This is an honor and a responsibility. Why is the traveler even Yu Hui and King Xin? How can we push him into the flames without knowing anything?"

Rudaos coughed twice in his hoarse voice, and he smiled strangely: "Hoho...you're right, but can Yu Hui really bring back the remaining kings? What's more, in In that cemetery, are there still slumbers of ashes?"

The fire-proof girl no longer answered, she turned and walked into the darkness, as if she had left this place.

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After leaving the two people who spoke similar to playing dumb riddles, and the fire shrine that revealed a sense of dilapidation everywhere, the mage began to wander around. To be precise, it was flying around.

Out of prudence, he did not scan the world directly with his mental tentacles. Instead, he used his farsighted eyes for a long time and flew in the sky. He looked around and found that there was a magnificent building complex not far from the fire hall. It is revealed that this is a powerful kingdom.

But when he flew there, the mage changed his adjective.

At least it used to be.

He used that convenient little trick again, without revealing any sound and presence, and strolled in this royal city. The city was silent, and he could only hear the neighing of something, or, in other words, screaming.

He stopped, and in front of him lay a dry corpse, seemingly without signs of life. But the mage knew he was alive... yes, 'alive'.

Showing a little sense of existence, the thing immediately climbed up from the ground. Its skin has turned black, and it is tightly attached to the dry body. The muscles have completely disappeared, and it should even be impossible to get up and move. There is nothing in the eye sockets, neither eyeballs nor the faint blue soul light spots of the undead.

It was wearing a tattered linen shirt, and it looked like it should have been a civilian during his lifetime.

The thing that used to be human opened its mouth, roared, and rushed towards the mage slowly. But halfway through, he broke his left leg due to too much force. It fell to the ground, struggling non-stop, trying to get up again.

He Shenyan stared at this thing silently—this thing that was supposed to be human, he didn't know what happened to this kingdom or this world, but compared to the evil **** invasion he experienced with Strange before, I am afraid it was not. Don't give in too much.

Without killing it, the mage just disappeared again, and the creature lay there and didn't move. The mage stepped over it and stared at the dim yellow sky that was no different from the sacrificial ground, and the feeling of depression in his heart became stronger and stronger.

He continued to walk, and after walking a few paths, he came to a circular square. It should have been a place with good scenery before, the ground is made of stone and has gorgeous reliefs. Most of them depict knights and flying dragons. There is a fountain in the center, and now there is no water coming out.

The place has now lost its former beauty. Countless knight corpses were scattered all over the square. The mage noticed that their bodies were much taller than humans, and their bodies were wrapped in red decorative cloth, which was dilapidated. Blades or other weapons penetrated their bodies, pinning these knights in place. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

It is worth mentioning that the mage noticed that it is not only the corpses of such knights. There are also many knights wrapped in blue decorative cloth.

He quietly observed the armor and weapons of these knights, and also found a few knights whose decorative cloths were still intact, and memorized the coat of arms on their decorative cloths. He began to speculate, was it civil unrest? Strange, what about the king of this country? It looks like it should be medieval, but the size of these people is too large.

There were heavy footsteps behind him, and he looked back to see a blue bloated knight with a halberd walking slowly, with a pair of small wings behind him. The mage frowned. His attitude towards heaven is like seeing cockroaches, and he doesn't like related things very much.

The knight did not find him. Without saying a word, he walked around with the heavy halberd in his hand, as if searching for something.

The mage moved his fingers slightly, and his visor automatically bounced upwards, but what was revealed inside was not the face of a normal person, but a terrifying face that was as black and thin as the previous corpse. He didn't even notice that his visor was opened, and the mage shook his head.

"It's really a hopeless place." He looked at the sky and said.