Dragoon Sentinel

In the northwest corner of the ring-shaped Ferrogan inner city, the weird and rugged rocks are like black swords of thorns rising from the ground, forming an insurmountable moat between each other, and the center of this "black sword" is riddled with holes. The hollow is where the desert elves hold their captives.

West and Bettisnow squatted at the bottom of a hollow rock, the only exit was dozens of feet above their heads, and their belongings were confiscated by the desert elves, including their weapons, and the two were unarmed into an unprecedented predicament.

"I think we will be forgotten here..." After reciting the holy words, West gathered the light in his palm and asked a little uncomfortably, "We won't die here, will we?"

Betisno stood in front of him silently, shaking his head with his hand on the dry rock wall: "I don't know, maybe we can look forward to that treasure hunter, and wait for him to come to rescue us."

"It's not good to rely on others for everything, what if he is also arrested?" West imitated Betisno's way and approached the rock wall. Before he could pretend to touch it, the light from his hand illuminated He was startled by a dried corpse at his feet, and stepped back again and again, shouting: "God! How could there be a corpse here?!"

"It's not obvious, there are three of them hugging each other," Betisno also condensed holy light to illuminate the thick dusty corpses at his feet, and said out of nowhere, "The desert elves won't keep us in Here, we will only fend for ourselves.”

"Then let's find a way to get out!" West calmly approached Bettisno to build his courage. Seeing Bettisno squatting down to look at the corpse, he couldn't help asking, "Are you staring at the three What do corpses look like? Is there something wrong with them...?"

Betisno didn't speak, and directly reached out to move the mummy away. West was startled and couldn't help but grabbed his armor.Betisno was unmoved. After removing the three mummified corpses, he revealed a magic circle drawn by dried black blood on the ground. Seeing this, West blinked in surprise.

This is a summoning circle, but it is drawn with blood... I don't know what will be summoned.Betisno pointed to the unconnected gap on the outside of the magic circle and stated: "This magic circle is not finished, so the summoning was not successful."

"What do you want to do?" West asked nervously, "You don't want to complete this magic circle, do you?"

"Do we have any other options now?"

"What if the summoned is a monster?!"

"No, I promise." Betisno said firmly.

West was still skeptical. He hesitated for a while, but didn't think of a better way. He gritted his teeth, closed his eyes and said, "Okay! Try it!" After speaking, he stepped back and covered himself Holy Shield.

Betisno bit his finger and traced along the dried traces, while West behind him muttered, the holy light condensed in his hand was always ready to smash it if something was wrong.He carefully filled the magic circle, and the moment the formation matched, dark purple light radiated along the lines of the magic circle.

Betisno got up and stepped back, observing the slightly vibrating teleportation array.Seeing this scene, West's heart was in his throat, and he quickly chanted the holy words to cover Betisno with a golden holy shield.

The black substance outlining the purple halo condensed, stretched and elongated like dough, protruding an oval head, and under the slender neck was the same slender torso. Although it showed a human shape, the overall look was still not good. Translucent black yin and yang.

West tried hard not to let his voice tremble: "Your Excellency... are you really sure that this thing will not cause us any harm?"

Bettis Nuo replied without hesitation: "You will find out after you have a look."

have a look? !Already summoned you tell me this? !We will perish!

At this moment, the "summoned thing" attached to the rock wall had a new change. Human hands stretched out from the indelible black shadow. The hands were dry and dull, and the wrinkled skin was covered with dark age spots.West's roar immediately blocked his throat, and he involuntarily hid behind Betisno.

Contrary to his reaction, Betisno seemed to be slightly relieved when he saw hope. He bowed to the dark figure and said with his usual expression: "It's our first meeting, I'm Betis, the Templar Knight. Nuo, I activated this summoning array for some reasons, I hope you will forgive me."

Honorifics?The knight actually said honorifics to this summoned weirdo?West couldn't suppress his curiosity and took a sneak peek.

The summoned person stepped out of the summoning circle wearing a black robe. He was not tall, five to six inches shorter than Betisno, but he kept his head down. Under the cover of the black hood, he could only see His wrinkled jaw.

—This is an old man, but what does he do?West was a little more courageous, but he still didn't dare to communicate with this person directly, and all communication work was entrusted to Bettisnow to be solely responsible.To his surprise, the old man ignored the knight's self-introduction, and instead focused on himself.

"Vest Eugenides, long time no see, young master." The old man's voice sounded like a bellows leaking, and it was so unpleasant that it was unforgettable after hearing it once. West frowned, Suddenly realized, he shouted: "It's you?!"

"You know him again?" Bettisno's voice didn't hide his disbelief. This noble young master knew more people from various religions than he imagined.

"No, I don't know him, but I have an impression of this voice," West argued anxiously, "You are the warlock who wanted to buy Broridon's heartfire shards at a low price at Hali Bazaar, right? I remember you."

"I remember you too, young master." The warlock who covered his face gave a creepy smile, "Why did you change the person next to you? Where is the red-haired kid from before?"

Does he remember Norley? !West was taken aback again, not knowing whether to be happy or vigilant, he glanced at Bettisnow, and boldly said, "We've fallen into a trap, and I don't know where he is."

"Are you... locked up?" The old warlock looked around and let out a short, breathless gasp, "This place looks familiar, let me guess, is it the basement of the Hacksaw Fortress? Or the sea? The demon's prison, ah, how could I forget that place... the desert elf, this is Ferroga, right?"

Betisno nodded and said, "You're right, we were imprisoned by the design of the desert elves. We saw magic circles drawn on the bodies of several corpses. We had no other choice, so we tried."

The warlock turned around and looked at the unrecognizable mummy, as if he remembered something, said lightly: "Ah, probably my students found some supporters from somewhere, that's all, death is death, then you call me here What do you want to do?"

Betisno said without timidity: "Please take us out."

The warlock laughed in a low voice, and the gloomy tone made people's hairs stand up: "I can save you, so what do you plan to exchange?"

Betisno had expected this early on, and answered fluently: "Our storage bags have been taken away by the desert elves, after you rescue us, you can take whatever you want from our storage bags, even if It is my weapon. If you are not satisfied and want something else, I will get it back for you."

"Even if I want your king's head?"

"I won't do anything against the temple, and I don't think you will make such a nonsensical request."

"Hahaha... You are right, after all, what I want is a win-win deal." Warlock pondered for a moment, then stared at West and asked hurriedly, "What is that hanging around your neck?"

"Neck? You mean this?" West reluctantly pulled out the pendant tucked in his chest. A platinum lightning pendant dangled from under the thin silver chain. Under the light, pearl-like lightning would occasionally emerge. luster.

Martha did not explain what it was when she handed it to West, and even pressed her lips mysteriously to show a gesture of "can't tell". West, who has unconditional trust in her sister, still doesn't know what the pendant is for. .

"It's unbelievable, you actually tempered Broridon's heartfire fragments so finely!"

"What did you say? This is—that hero's relic?!"

"A relic? No, no, no, it's too expensive to bury it deep as a memorial. It should be tempered and inlaid to sublimate the humble dead thing into a holy weapon!" The warlock's voice suddenly became high Getting up and becoming hysterical, he suddenly moved closer to West, staring at him with dark purple eyes, "give it to me, and I'll take you out!"

"I refuse! Who knows what you will do with this thing?!" West flatly refused.

"Reject? Hahaha! Arrogant boy! Do you have the right to refuse when you are trapped in a cage?" The warlock's figure suddenly shrank and turned into a black mist, soaring into the sky on the rock wall, and in the blink of an eye, he was close to them again. He said sinisterly in front of him, "Let me tell you, trading with me is your best choice. I can kill you all and take this thing away. What to do depends on your choice."

The warlock's words cooled West's feverish head. Although the warlock was annoying, he was right.In this situation, even if Warlock doesn't do anything, the two of them will die if they can't wait for rescue. God knows whose hands the things on him will fall into.

West looked at Duodu and thought for a while, and started to bargain as soon as he rolled his eyes: "I can give you something, but I also have a request."

The warlock sneered, and flitted around disapprovingly: "Heh, what does the young master want?"

West blushed: "I want to sign a contract with you, and you must promise not to use this thing for harm."

The warlock was silent for a while, but did not refuse: "Young Master Zhenzhen... Well, I will promise you for the time being."

"I will sign a contract with you," Betisno interjected, "we will sign the contract after you bring us up, and the things will belong to you."

Warlock burst into high-pitched laughter, he suddenly turned into a black mist and enveloped the two of them, his hoarse voice engulfed their cochleas with echoes: "Two cunning guys, hahaha... But I don't hate it."

The light black mist seemed to be loose, but firmly clasped the waists of the two of them. West took the lead and flew into the air. He kicked his legs anxiously, and soon stiffened his body because of fear. The warlock laughed hoarsely. The sound lingered around him, as if mocking his panic.Betisno, who followed closely behind, performed much calmer. He looked up at the exit above, his eyes full of eager light.

——Desert Elf, let's wait and see.

With his feet on the ground outside the hole, West heaved a sigh of relief involuntarily. At this moment, the black mist suddenly swept away the pendant around his neck, and he turned into a human again and stood in front of the two.Regardless of West's sullen face, he played with the pendant, and suddenly a puff of black smoke rolled up in his hand, and the pendant disappeared without a trace.

"Hey! How can you breach the contract?!" West said angrily.

"Breach? You were brought out by me."

"I'm talking about a contract!"

"Contract? What's the hurry, I'm not going to leave yet." The warlock said with a smile, "That red-haired boy is here too, right? Let's go, take me to see him."