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Chapter 984 The key to'fetters'!

In the deep well-like underground, the sound of crushed rocks and dust splashing, once again supported his body that had already reached its limit, like a beast that would not fall down at the end.

Every time I take a long and light breath, my chest undulates with all my strength,

In the darkness, his figure resurged!

The liberation of the king of the gods shared part of the load, and the healing of the power of the elves eased the most serious wounds, like the last sip of water in the desert to rescue a traveler from falling, making him struggle to stand up from his limit!

Although it can only stand up...

Weak to the breath that must be maintained with all consciousness, fragile to the rootless footsteps of duckweed, people worry about whether he will fall again in the next second,

At the bottom of the well nearly a hundred meters deep, Fang Ran shook his head and looked at the darkness buried by the wreck. The double shadows of the night crow appeared above the sky.

Overlooking the entire vast city of London under the dark sky, A-level battles around the central crack, the grand finale is reflected in the field of vision, watching the darkness that only breaks away from a part of the body in the thousands of meters of cracks,

The feedback from the huge silver gun after it was released made Fang Ran clear at that moment.

"That" is an existence that can't be repelled even if he takes out the [water card].

The end of this huge plan is truly desperate, making him seem meaningless even if he stands up again at this moment.

just...

Listening to the thoughts stepping through all the struggles and converging to one place, listening to the child's questioning resounding again,

In the blurred vision, I saw the moment when the pale young man fell down on his knees, crying, and could only use his body to block the falling rocks to protect the ‘dream’.

It seemed to see the once weak self, there was always some resentful scream in the soul, which made Fang Ran gritted his teeth and squeezed out the power to stand up!

The body is already at its limit, and it can’t bear any burden. Without "infinity", it is impossible to break the situation. Even if the condition is intact, the previous one is already his strongest blow.

What lies in front of us at this moment is such a desperate situation.

However, as that dreamland unlocks the numerous thought connections,

He has one last way.

He lowered his head back, and paid the price of two breaths for this action. Every word in his voice was weak and reluctant, but the husky words were quiet when he was breathing.

"Sorry...Breaking the agreement and still...forcing you at this time, but..."

Looking at the blond figure behind him who was also in a state of serious injury in order to save himself, he violated his promise and once again subconsciously chose a man who is strong.

Feel the power that can host magic and consciousness in his Moon God Hunting Bow,

It wasn't until this time that I remembered the promise he made when he separated from her in Rome.

"Osphia, I need you... the etheric spirit..."

The tacit understanding of the journey suddenly thought of what he wanted to do. It also became the same physical condition as the two of them. The white wings were damaged, and the blood coughed and sat up from the ground.

"impossible..."

Without his calmness, Osfiyah's voice biting her lip was weak when he saw the figure that he could stand up even now:

"I want to be in such a large scale of the scene...The extremely complex and huge structure needed to achieve magical energy and consciousness transmission by the elves... is not something I can do at all..."

"It's okay, someone can..."

Without wavering, the constant breathing seemed to be accumulating strength, Fang Ran lowered his black eyes, and the dark gold pattern flashed across the corner of his eyes.

Then, facing the dark bottom of the well where there was no one else, thinking about the power that saved him and others from the fall just now, as if talking to himself, he called out that name again after a hundred years.

"You can do it... Sharon?"

Words that are weak and inaudible at hand, but spread thousands of meters in the dark sky from nearly a hundred meters underground,

In the endless and open highest air battlefield, Arcane Guanghai and the executive officer who controls the dead line by the silver white hand staged an extraordinary battle. Once again I heard this strange and familiar title, which came from the former duty of the maid maid.

Going out of the thin line to cut away and overlooking the scene at this moment is the final situation anyway, Clotide finally lowered his head and chuckles pretending to be helpless:

"Really... the little master who always loves to give people problems."

Then Ming Hao raised her wrist, looking at the extremely dark and cold figure while pushing back from the dead line, she moaned mysteriously as she held the huge amber staff horizontally in front of her.

"It repeats, all journey will eventually return to the starting point..."

At the bottom of the well, Osfiya looked at the stack of light arrays around him in amazement, activating the etheric elves with all his strength, and the light sea of ​​magic arrays regrouped under the dark sky.

Above the simulated scene thousands of meters above the sky, the elegant voice of the peerless zero rider smiled.

"Arcane-The Wheel of Fortune (The Wheel of Fortune)!"

A huge array of hundreds of meters, the graphic symbols are intertwined and complicated, and the rings are filled with fine spells. At the moment when all the etheric elves are lit up like an arcane network, they spread to the entire London!

Surrounding the battlefield with the executive officer around the central crack, fighting against the adjutant everywhere in the outer ring, facing the block of the numbered strange sea in the ruins of the two viewing rooms,

All the members who participated in this national war perceive the wide-area consciousness connection as if they had opened up all communications!

"Sister Sheng!"

"Xiao Ling!?"

"Your Excellency Herschel!"

"Where are you all now?"

"Everyone, leave this scene!"

...

Exciting questions after another, confirming the safety of the companions in their respective battles, at the end when everyone was surprised how this was done,

In the connection with the elves as the carrier and the arcane magic circle as the frame, a weak and quiet voice of a young man rang.

"Sister Ye Sheng..."

Fang Ran! ?

The moment I heard who this voice was, the same thought flashed in the hearts of all the members of the night game scattered around!

Red lotus appeared, Lingyuan burned, and the figure shuttled through the air to block the gear parts of the Steam King City. At the moment when he heard this sound, Ye Sheng himself felt worried and screamed:

"Fang Ran? Where are you now! Are you in danger!?"

"May trouble everyone..."

It seemed that as long as she was sure, she would rush to the tone immediately. In the darkness below the deep well, the black-haired youth only raised his head again and said softly as dreamy.

"Sister Ye Sheng, can I... be a little headstrong once..."

Yanhong's eyes paused slightly. In fact, I hope to let all the members of the night game leave the scene now, but after hearing such a weak request from Fang Ran,

Facing the British figure who suppressed himself, after Ye Sheng was silent, the burning Lingyuan once again flared up:

"Remember what I told you, the night game is not just my night game,"

"You are also a member of it."

Maybe you should know this answer when you open your black eyes and look down at London.

Obviously he didn't know the status quo, and no one had escaped, but they all found the enemy to buy time for others to escape.

Sure enough ~www.ltnovel.com~ no matter how excellent and powerful, a person has limits, and in the end, he will definitely need the help of others and the strength of others.

One person really can't do anything.

There will never be a moment for Fang Ran to know the meaning of this sentence better than now, and he feels at ease even in desperate situations.

The dialogue in the flight when the North Pole returns, the third ‘key’ starts to shine like a star, this moment when the necessary premise is fulfilled,

He took a deep breath in the pitch-black well, as if he had made up his mind, and whispered in a low, hoarse voice,

Light shines in the darkness, power bursts out of adversity!

"Tutor, can that ‘plug-in module’ be connected to me now?"

No, I can’t finish writing a whole one. I will post half of the writing first. Tomorrow morning I will feel as if I finish writing the next half as much as possible. The finishing touches are all done later. I really can’t hold on anymore.

(End of this chapter)