Chapter 610 Fragments

"No, although I know that the main law of every novel is where the main character goes and troubles follow, but I just arrived. Hey, don't treat me so preferentially. In fact, I don't mind being a passer-by at all. Can you pretend Didn't see me~"

While complaining, Xifa opened the "Traveler's Landscape Records" all at once, and in just a short time, the black cloud in the distance has quickly extended over, ruling most of the sky.

There was thunder roaring overhead, but it was just thunder and no rain, but the lightning and the momentum were quite scary.

In the distance, silver and white have already fallen from the black clouds, and the lightning splits continuously as it strikes down, outlining an intertwined shape.

Xifa finally turned to the page that recorded the mountain top of the "Admiral of the Stars". He was overjoyed. He didn't expect that the record left in the dream last time could be preserved. This indirectly shows the feasibility of teleportation in the dream .

Xifa pressed his hand to the pages of the book. At this moment, his ears were already filled with the sound of howling wind, and the thunder and lightning became more and more urgent, as if there was a tendency to push it towards him.

Then when he was about to teleport himself out, his eyes suddenly turned silvery white, and not far ahead, a bolt of lightning struck down and landed on the sea surface, causing waves to explode.

In that bolt of lightning, lightning flashed out, and one of them happened to land on the "Fengwuzhi" in Xifa's hand. This magical item taken out in the dream exploded into thousands of pieces, and those pieces were burning. Fades quickly and disappears into the air.

Sifa was dumbfounded.

There is a kind of feeling that when the boss has only a trace of health left in the game, the victory is in sight, but it feels like a counter-kill.

Following the light on the top of his head again, a huge force made his spirituality almost scream, almost instinctively, a pillar of fire erupted from Xifa's feet, pushing him to fly back.

In the rapidly zooming-out field of vision, Xifa saw a bolt of lightning strike and land on the position where he was standing just now. It can be said that there is no time to wait.

Then lightning struck him one after another, as if he was wearing something that attracted lightning. Xifa didn't even have the skill to scold his mother at this time, and he flitted between the lightning with all his might. Sometimes it rushes forward, but it is always a hair's breadth away from the falling lightning.

Sometimes you have to use 'stealing position', so that you can survive under the series of silver whites.

'Well, I admit, I did too much before, I shouldn't pretend to be deeply sad after the death of the secret puppet, I shouldn't deceive the ignorant girl's tears! '

‘But to be reasonable, I haven’t done anything bad, so is it necessary to strike me with thunder after thunder? '

'Besides, I'm not pretending! '

Xifa cried out sadly in his heart, suddenly, he saw what seemed to be buildings on the sea in the distance.

I can't help but feel happy.

If there is a building, you can go in and avoid lightning!

Xifa immediately sped up his speed, and soon he saw that the building looked like a church but was not quite like it. It was ancient in shape, not modern, and the several pointed towers were a bit like the architectural style of "the old capital of elves, Faust".

He rushed into the gate of the building almost rolling and crawling. He rolled several times on the ground and finally stopped.

Xifa was lying on the ground in large characters, panting, listening to the continuous thunder outside, but fortunately, the lightning failed to destroy the building.

After taking a breath, Xifa saw that there was a huge pillar beside him, which looked like a stone, with strange patterns and various symbols engraved on it.

It was only then that Xifa discovered that the dome of this building was high and wide, and the arches on it were continuous, forming a well-defined layout.

There are murals all around the building, and they are connected, magnificent and magnificent, so that everyone who walks in the building has the feeling of being in the picture scroll.

Xifa got up and looked up at one of the murals. In the painting was a man, he was stepping on the waves, with a large black cloud above his head, and the electric light flickered in the clouds, which was very similar to the weather outside the building at this time.

The man was surrounded by a storm, and he held a spear made of pure electric light in his hand. The electric light was related to the lightning in the dark clouds above. It looked like the lightning from the sky fell into his hand and condensed into this spear. spear.

And the man on the mural, with a soft face, is actually the oriental charm that Xifa was familiar with in his previous life.

The man stepped on the waves. Judging from the reference inside, the waves were so high that they were higher than the mountains, as if the ocean under his feet had submerged the world.

With the extension of the mural, a man in a simple white robe stood on another wall. His face was rather vague. It was not because of too long time, but the artist intentionally.

This person has a very classical atmosphere, and there is a halo behind his head, emitting a glow, like a sun. Under his feet, there is an illusory circle, which is divided into twelve grids, and each grid has a symbol, which symbolizes different times.

Behind him is a shadow like a curtain, and there seems to be an eye quietly peeping out of the shadow.

At this time, there was a sudden flash of lightning outside the high windows of the building, and a bolt of lightning came in and landed on the ground.

Xifa naturally looked towards the place where the thunder fell, and saw a stone platform there that looked like an altar. On the stone platform, a silver-white spear was inserted. , the thing in the hands of a man with an oriental face is very similar.

Xifa walked over involuntarily, and only when he got closer did he realize that the spear was incomplete. Apart from a few obvious cracks, there were also a few missing parts.

On the stone platform, Xifa saw several fragments, one of which was larger, one finger long and two finger wide, with a lightning symbol on it.

Xifa didn't dare to touch that spear. As for the pieces on the stage, they looked like ordinary metal, but since they were stripped from the spear, Xifa didn't dare to take it casually, for fear of causing some trouble. kind of change.

He turned to leave, when another bolt of lightning came in from outside the window, as if attracted by the spear, it fell onto the stone platform.

There was a flash of lightning behind Xifa, and the fragment with the lightning mark was swept away by the arc across the table, and then jumped up and flew towards Xifa.

The moment Xifa instinctively reached out and held the fragment, his whole body shook, as if struck by lightning.

His field of vision suddenly blurred, and then he saw the strong wind, the sea and the storm. In that terrifying, doomsday-like picture, he vaguely saw a blurry figure in black armor, surrounded by a storm, with a silvery white behind him, holding a trident in his hand .

Just looking at it, Xifa screamed in pain. He couldn't help covering his head. This action made him loosen the fragment, so the picture in the field of vision quickly disappeared and returned to darkness.

After a while, Xifa saw himself sitting on the bed in the "Future" room. He felt his face was warm, and he stretched out his hand to touch it, and saw bright red blood in his palm.

He got up hastily, and something fell from him and landed on the floor with a thud.

Xifa looked down, his scalp felt numb and his hair stood on end.

It was a piece of metal, and in the bright noon sun outside the window, a lightning symbol on it reflected light, shining brightly.