[Sword Three] Lord wants to cut the cloud dress

"It's done!" Li Zheng squeezed the sweat left by the sweltering heat, and looked at the pattern displayed on the mechanism panel on the bottom of his feet.

Just as he thought before, the mechanism in this room is a puzzle similar to the mechanism in the secret room of Tangmen in Jianwang Sanzhong.As long as the puzzles in the mechanism can be solved, the wall that was closing in the middle can be stopped.

Li Zheng pinched his nose: "Hey, my IQ is still good. Fortunately, those lazy people in the past were not willing to turn on the mechanism, so I have to do it myself every time."

Because the jigsaw puzzle in front of him was slightly more complicated than the one in the Tangmen Secret Chamber, Li Zheng spent a longer time than before in the game copy to solve this mechanism.Furthermore, the dark room was extremely small, so when Li Zheng finally cracked the mechanism, the distance between the walls on both sides was less than one meter.

Li Zheng looked around at the distance between the two walls, and couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, secretly thinking it was dangerous.Bismarck had also previously mentioned that the speed at which the wall moved in was on the rise.That is, the longer the delay, the faster the walls close.It can be seen that if his movements were one step later, the two of them might become flat Oreo sandwiches and die.

It was at this time that there was an intermittent sound coming from the mechanism panel at the bottom of the foot, and the "squeaking" sound was particularly clear in the small dark room illuminated by the fire.Li Zheng still held the flame given by Bismarck in his hand. After hearing the sound, he squatted curiously and brought the flame close to the mechanism panel, trying to see clearly what happened on the mechanism.

The painting on the mechanism board is a man wearing a crown on his head and stepping on golden boots. It is either rich or expensive at first glance.In connection with the painting outside the dark room, no matter how stupid Li Zheng is, he still knows that this is the lingering William III, not to mention that the person in this painting looks very similar to his face on the statue in Vanna Square.I saw that the 25 squares in the original mechanism board were magically pasted together at some point, and the gap between two adjacent squares was slowly glued together at a speed visible to the naked eye. Right, top to bottom.The gaps gradually disappeared under the light of the fire, turning the puzzle that was originally divided into 25 blocks into a small square oil painting.

After the oil painting was completely put together, it bounced upwards.Then rising from under the square plate of the oil painting was the very familiar column.However, what is different from just now is that there is an extremely bright crystal ball directly above the column at this time.

Li Zheng looked in surprise at the crystal ball rising up like magic.After a while, he waved his hand in the direction of Bismarck behind him, but his eyes fixed on the crystal ball had no intention of moving his gaze.

Seeing this, Bismarck went up and realized why Li Zheng was so fascinated by it—someone was moving in the crystal ball.

Perhaps it is not quite accurate to say that there are some people, because these people are doing their own things on their own, and they are unaware of the things outside the crystal ball.It's as if they didn't even know they were inside the crystal ball.

"What is this?" Bismarck was a little puzzled, he had never seen such a thing.

"I don't know." Li Zheng quickly replied: "But it looks a bit like a movie—well, you probably don't know what a movie is. It's the kind that can record what other people are doing or what happened, and then play it later something that came out."

Bismarck was a little confused, but he still looked at the contents of the crystal ball carefully and digested what Li Zheng said: "You mean, these people here are actually fake?"

"It can be said that." Li Zheng stared at the crystal ball for a while, and then seemed to feel that this description is a bit inappropriate: "However, these people may have been real, or the things inside may have happened at a certain time in the past. It happened."

Bismarck nodded, seeming to agree with Li Zheng's statement.

However, they soon discovered that the content in the crystal ball was also somewhat familiar - because what was being reflected in it was a man with a crown on his head chasing an elk into the forest, and then brutally killed a A woman in a black robe.

"Is this the historical image of William III?" Li Zheng rubbed his chin and asked.

Sure enough, after the handsome young king returned from the forest, the plot in the crystal ball took a sharp turn.The spread of rumors, the suspicion of the masses, and the ambitions of neighboring countries all overwhelmed the young king.He began to kneel in front of the statue of the God of Light and pray to him every day, praying that the supreme god could conjure dreams, manifest spirits, and use any means, as long as he told him that these rumors were nothing but a hint—even if it was just a hint. .

However, pleading day and night did not cause any change, and the young king began to fall into despair step by step.Until the skinny scholar came before the king with his shocking theory—at first he drove Wales out almost in a rage. hope.

But soon he found out that he was wrong, the domestic situation became more and more serious, and the masses questioned him more and more.The young king began to lose his composure gradually.He would even curse in front of the God of Light, and began to suspect that these were all conspiracy of that God—even his queen, the woman he loved the most in his life, began to discuss privately with those maids.

He began to re-examine himself.He felt that the source of the error was not in him at all.

He found that he who only knew to pray day and night was a big joke.Since God did not recognize him, why should he recognize God?

Why did he need God's approval?

He found Wales again, and he told this scholar who was eager to promote his theory that the country's beliefs needed to be cleaned up, and that the power of the Light God Sect was too strong for him to bear.And he will be his best helper.

So he condoned Wales to give a speech in Vanna Square, condoned his seemingly absurd "paradise doubt theory", and even secretly promoted the Free Church to resist the powerful strength of the Church of Light.

But these are not enough. The Illuminati Church has a long history in the country of Raphaels. If such a deep-rooted tree is to be uprooted, a fuse is necessary.A great revolution inevitably requires a vigorous sacrifice.

And Wales -- he was the perfect fuse.

"So that's how it is." Looking at the contents of the crystal ball, Li Zheng couldn't help but feel a bit mixed. It turned out that the fuse of the Welsh turmoil—that is, the event that the scholar was killed by an arrow from an archer was actually planned by King William III. of.

Bismarck on the side seemed to know such a secret for the first time. He looked at the crystal ball with a fixed face, but there was a rubbing sound produced by clenching the staff tightly in his hand.

"Wait, look here." Just as the plot in the crystal ball changed to the crowd going to Vanner Square to initiate the famous Welsh riots, Li Zheng suddenly pointed to one side of the crystal ball: "Look at this, Vanner Square The statue on it. I remember that it should be the statue of William III, but this is obviously a swordsman."

"That's why the bottom of the statue has different colors." Bismarck looked coldly, watching the crowd in the crystal ball angrily smashing the statue of the swordsman to pieces.

"Isn't this swordsman very pitiful? He was shot while lying down. So most of the people in the parade were irrational, all kinds of accidental injuries."

"From their point of view, it's not an accidental injury." Hearing Li Zheng's exclamation, Bismarck retorted: "Because this statue is the swordsman who was said to be the closest to the God of Light. He was among the people. In his eyes, he is the savior sent by the God of Light to save the common people."

"I mean, there is still such a character?" Li Zheng was shocked when he heard the title. Isn't this just like Jesus?So the power of gossip suddenly arose in his heart: "Who is this person?"

"He has no name." Bismarck paused obviously when he said this, and then turned his head to look at the curiosity shining in Li Zheng's eyes: "He is called a hero by people. He is the one who sealed the world with his own strength. The one who killed the king of hell."

the other side.

"I haven't even seen a person after walking for so long." Kanruila frowned and kicked the stone beside him: "This broken place looks straight, how could it be like this?"

In contrast, Andrea was much calmer. She held a torch and walked ahead, calmly thinking about where Li Zheng and the others might exist.

"We must find a place to go down." She said: "Since Li Zheng and the others slid down, it means that this place has at least two floors."

"It's easy for you to say." Kanruila pulled the crossbow gun tied to his hand, turned to his childhood sweetheart and said, "I can't dig a hole and drill down."

"Go ahead, maybe you will see the way down in a while." Andrea comforted.

Kanruila had no choice but to nod.

However, just as the two were about to take another step forward, there was a sudden sound of footsteps in the depths of the darkness.

The footsteps sounded extremely steady, obviously belonging to a person who had practiced martial arts for many years.And the pace is unhurried, unhurried, and it sounds particularly intrusive in the distant darkness.

He is obviously a martial arts practitioner, but he has no intention of restraining himself in exposing his footsteps in such a dangerous place.I don't know whether the other party is too confident or too blind.And more importantly, I don't know if the other party is an enemy or a friend, if I meet that guy hiding in the dark...

Andrea bit her lower lip tightly, holding the saber at her waist in her hand.Canruila on the side didn't relax either, throwing a few traps around seemingly randomly.

This is a long and straight corridor, and there is no way for them to retreat.Canrila, who is good at hiding, may still be hiding in the dark and waiting for an opportunity to act alone, but Andrea, as a swordsman, only allows herself to duel with the opponent in an upright manner.

When we meet on a narrow road, the brave will win.If the opponent is an enemy, you can only fight to the death.

The footsteps were getting tighter and tighter, and the hearts of the two were almost in their throats.

When the visitor came out of the darkness, Andrea saw his face clearly, and she couldn't help but let go of her sword.

The man had short black hair and was smiling.And the saber on his waist is exactly the same as Andrea's inseparable sword.

Andrea shouted at the other party almost in surprise: "Brother Edgar! Why are you here?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Edgar's childhood sweetheart beside Edgar pulled away those traps that Canrila had just casually left behind.All of a sudden, all the organs around Edgar were activated, and then bursts of gunpowder smoke surrounded Edgar and completely submerged him.

The author has something to say: TUT is late.I read the decree for a day today, and my head got dizzy. In the end, my colleague asked me to calculate 105÷2, and I couldn’t even count it.

TUT is really crying blind.Just pretend that you haven’t seen this chapter and it’s past 12 o’clock, so let’s count on my daily update TUT.