【Talon】

Ishar gently picked up the broken walls of the falling city wall. Even if he was careful, he still made some sounds, which seemed extremely large in the quiet corridor. The bandage on her arm was bright red. Although the pain had dissipated, blood still could not help but seep out. Beside her, the big Twal followed him. While gently lowering the broken big stone, he said softly: "Ishar, you should rest, let me come alone!" The huge body of the male ice troll picked up the stones easily, but it seemed a little difficult to put them down gently without making a huge sound. He opened and put them together, and looked cautious and looked like a clumsy grizzly bear, dancing happily with a funny dance.

Ishar looked at his appearance and his lips raised a little. He wanted to laugh but couldn't. He could only shake his head helplessly. If he had let him move the stones blocking the corridor without any scruples, Twal would probably have opened the stones like a dog seeing a bone. The dog digged a way out, and it was quite fun. However, Taron's enemies still had no intention of going far. The owner of the black sword seemed to be wandering around Taron slowly. He did not dare to make any sounds easily in the underground corridor. The clothes that covered the breath had been torn apart and distributed to Twal. Now, as long as you quickly find the magic energy to repair Asar's scepter, you can quickly leave Taron.

Before the man in black robe discovered it!

Ishar and Tval moved the rocks blocking the underground corridor bit by bit, and finally some light sources shone through the cracks of the rocks. The two of them were very excited, and at the same time they lowered their voices and shouted: "That's great!" They looked at Tval with joy from the bottom of their hearts. Tval suddenly felt a little embarrassed and coughed carefully. Ishar also reacted, don't turn his face and continue to move the stones away. Tval also followed, but no matter how he looked at it this time, he seemed that he could only see Ishar's thin back, and Ishar's face could not be seen. In silence, Tval's smile was still bright.

The light in the corridor filled the light bit by bit, and it was not until a small exit appeared that the light began to illuminate the interior of the corridor. The white walls, the vermilion cemetery, the golden gold-plated patterns, and the murals of the auspicious clouds and cranes made the small corridor full of magnificent texture. The two were lost in the moment by Taron. After a while, Ishar recovered and picked up the Asar's scepter wrapped in cloth, pushed the stunned Tval, and jumped over the hole dug out.

"There is light!" Ishar looked at everything around him in surprise. The blue light of the star dots accompanied him on his side, and the trace of light was also caught by her eyes. Twal next to him touched the blue light with his hand. Unexpectedly, the light was quietly staying in his hand like a physical entity. The light did not pass through his palm. He looked at Ishar in surprise. The two of them looked past each other and stared at the blue light.

The physical light spots in the vermilion corridor illuminate the colorful scrolls slowly worn out with the darkness on the ancient walls.

Ishar groped forward, and the rabbit butler named Dada told her that the Magic Spring was deep in the corridor. The dragon-shaped spring water winded in the sky. It turned out that it was not connected to the interior of the entire city, nor to the Magic Spring.

"Strange..." Ishar seemed to have discovered something different. She looked at the ancient words on the wall and felt so familiar. Tval responded to her and said in surprise: These words look so familiar..."

"What?" Tval approached her and stared at the words beside her carefully. The bright murals have experienced thousands of years of vicissitudes. The moisture and moisture made them slightly blurry and even dim. The blue light spots floated and fell, like the guides of this history, telling the people who came here bit by bit that there is a history recorded here, and that's all.

"It really looks familiar, these words..." Twal's voice became a little louder. He realized that it should be quiet, and he coughed gently unnaturally.

Ishar looked at him and frowned slightly. Twar felt a little aggrieved and covered his mouth with his hands.

Well, this big guy is still a little clumsy at this time.

"Well... I also feel familiar... But I feel someone approaching us... We want to leave here quickly and find the magic spring." Ishar ran and looked at the holes they moved out behind him. The holes were smashed from broken walls. Now there was only one hole left, the darkness was like a huge mouth that devoured the two of them, as if they were about to bite them.

"I feel that in my dad's room, I have seen this kind of mural! No! It's not a mural!" Tval followed Ishar immediately, and he turned around, but could only see the dark hole with blue light flashing with stars: "It's a very long scroll! I've seen it before!"

"Picture?" Ishar looked at the silly Tval. He never lie to himself.

Twal's father has a painting, which is somewhat similar to the murals on the Taron wall?

"Yes! I have seen almost the same kind of strange words, just on my dad's painting!"

Twar was a little excited. He never thought of helping Ishar here. If this could help Ishar, he would be excited and cautious in searching Ishar.

Ishar frowned and ran, looking at the endless scrolls in the corridor, she felt that this was simply incredible. The road here and the road inside the cave just now seemed to have two completely different worlds. When Xingyun Feihe arrived here, he completely turned into words that she could not understand at all.

This is Taron, so it is understandable that I can't understand it. The most important thing now seems to be not to appreciate everything here, but to find the magic spring.

The man in black robe drove the huge beasts and monsters to Talon. Talon was destroyed unscrupulously. She was becoming increasingly unclear about her current situation. Her purpose was to repair the magic spring of the Sar's scepter. She did not have such an intuitive feeling about her own danger. But now, when Tval said this, she had a premonition that she was now involved in an unknown dispute. She knew that she did not need to participate, she just needed to go to Talon to achieve her goals.

That is to repair Thrall's Scepter.

Their Ice Heart Trolls have never made enemies on weekdays. Where are there so many living creatures in the ice and snow? It is difficult to make enemies.

So, for now, her clear mind told her that she would slip away after finishing things and might not be chased by anyone.

"The most urgent thing! The spring of magic!" Ishar calmed down and looked at the winding corridor that had no end. In fact, he felt a little relieved. The injuries on her body were very unclear, but at least she had bandaged her, so she couldn't take care of so much.

Rumbled, huge vibrations were transmitted above the corridor, and the shavings and the occasional monsters passing by reminded the two of them that the environment they were in was extremely dangerous.

This time it's even more terrible that people are frozen to death from ice and snow.

"Magic Spring!" Twar repeated Ishar's words. He seemed to feel that he was fighting side by side with Ishar, the extreme north ice flower. If it was a ferocious beast, then come! He would not be afraid anymore!

Suddenly, the fury wind, from the direction they were about to rush, seemed to overturn the two of them. The wind came so suddenly that both of them almost fell down. The wall was not easy to hold on. They stood sideways and cleverly against the wall. The strong wind, with the biting ice crystals, rushed towards them sharply.

This wind is so cold.

This wind is so sad.

Ishar seemed to be able to feel the sadness of this wind...

Why is the wind... sad?

She watched the ice crystals fly by with curiosity. Tval wanted to protect her, but because she could not withstand the power of the wind.

"Are you okay... Ishar..." Twar shouted hard.

Now, it seems that all caution is in vain, because just as the wind blows by, that powerful energy pressure is enough to make them tremble.

"It's okay... we may be attacked from both sides now..." Ishar quickly analyzed the current situation and said, "Did you feel it? The Magic Spring may also be extremely powerful enemies. Behind us, a powerful enemy is vaguely approaching, but I cannot give up the Magic Spring. If the Sar Scepter cannot be repaired, our entire tribe will not survive in this extreme north. Now, no matter whether you are afraid or not, you must pay attention to your safety at any time!"

Her eyes were so sincere, and the two of them stood against the wall, so close that Ishar's current appearance made him ignore her beauty, which made Tval unimaginably ashamed. At this time, Ishar was so calm.

The danger was self-evident. Tval could sense that the power behind him was so familiar, that he was the terrifying man in black robe who drove away the crocodile chapter.

A trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I will pay attention, so do you, protect yourself!"

Ishar nodded, of course she understood that all the possible dangers now come from bondage, that is, if one of them suffers, then the other may also die because of the rescue.

"If so! Be sure to protect yourself! If I am killed! You must seize any of them and escape! If Asar's scepter cannot be repaired! You inform everyone! Go south!"

Ishar became even more determined. At this moment, she was like someone who had already explained the funeral, and there was no trace of fear in her eyes...

Tval thought, what kind of woman is this...

The corners of his mouth twitched, trying to say something, but Ishar snatched it first. She said so quickly that she couldn't hear it clearly.

But he did hear it.

"I am the patriarch, I have the obligation to save you. If I let you run away, you have to run away! Don't hesitate!"

Twal held back his words and could not say them again. He nodded and could only nodded. He would not ask "what you" again, because no matter what, he knew what answer she would say.

At this moment, it was as if it was God's will, and the ice wind disappeared for no reason, as if it came for no reason.

Ishar used Asar's scepter to stumble on the ground without looking back, and took advantage of the force to jump quickly. Tval was stunned for a second, and then quickly followed.

Her back may have bright red blood oozing out of white gauze, but she is so charming... makes his confidence stronger.

Run forward! Maybe there is still hope! Maybe those two forces are hostile forces, and they just need to avoid them and they can be unscathed?

With this mentality, Ishar began a game in his heart, and he must have a good match!

The sad ice wind did not seem to be deliberately revealing to deceive her. It could only be the painful cry of a truly sad person.

How could he be alone?

The corridor became narrower and colder. Huge steel rings began to appear on the walls, huge chains passed by, and the ice crystals on it were directly exposed to the strange cold that pierced into the bone marrow.

It is increasingly foreshadowing that this terrible place is imprisoned, an extremely dangerous criminal?

Are the two gods in Taron the prison guards?

It is already destined to avoid being involved in this dispute.

It became darker and darker, and it was like a cage of ice crystals. The ice crystals wrapped around the chains and turned into bleak dark ice by the dark chains. It was not yet over, but their running breathing was getting louder and louder. They had no way to not expose their breath, and they couldn't care about that much!

The terrible shadow behind them was getting closer and closer, and the cold in front of them became stronger and stronger, which made them feel cold sweat from their backs even if they were sweating heavily.

Ice and sweat reacted wonderfully, and the ice condensed quickly condensed all over their bodies, floating downwards, like crystal clear tiny beads.

"Hahaha, Ning Qing! Our first prey! It's about to appear!"

This was a wild roar, because it was too evil and echoed in this narrow corridor, which made the two of them both startled and scared...

They couldn't stop looking back. Although they didn't see the person making this sound, the blue lights flashed along the way, and were constantly intertwined with the strange words in the dark corridor, making this escape more like a trap running into a cage.

No, this is not a trap, this is their only way to live.

Spring of Magic!

There is still a glimmer of hope to repair Asar's Scepter!

"Hahahaha! Haha-haha!" Another voice laughed very strangely, and there were two voices behind her, which made the crisis even more unclear. Ishar's hand might have trembled slightly. Originally, the bell on Asar's scepter was not that loud, but now, that sound really meant to urge Ishar in the corridor, making her care more about what kind of monster the thing chasing behind was.

But she prayed again that it would be best not to let her see it, because if she saw it, it would mean that she had no chance of running away.

Twal also looked back and saw a deadly ditch cut across the chains in front of them. It collapsed here, and there was a dark patch of darkness that could not be seen at all. The blue light spots were also engulfed by the ditch, without a trace.

"What should I do?" Tval looked at Ishar. Ishar stepped on the ground without hesitation and jumped past. The ditch was no longer an obstacle. The gap was easily crossed by Ishar. Of course, Tval could do it. He looked at this woman who was running for life even if she was afraid. Her back was so relieved.

"Come on!"

Ishar looked ahead without looking back. There was a slim exit, emitting a faint white light.

Twar stepped forward and jumped over the ditch.

"I understand!" he responded to Ishar's voice.

But he felt that this sentence was for himself.

Sometimes, people can't be so pretentious, now they are running away...

If you can escape, you will die...

Who is pretentious to you?
Chapter completed!