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Chapter 428 (Add a book review to "Book Friends 20190427191338123")
The holy rays of light wiped out the darkness that came crashing like waves, and then there was an earth-shattering explosion that directly shattered the corridor of the castle, and everyone standing on it lost their strength and fell.

His vision was a vast expanse of white, mixed with cloud-like gray, and he couldn't see the surrounding situation clearly.

And just as they fell halfway, those broken building blocks quickly flew up again, dragged them up, and restored them into a corridor again.

The resilience of Prague Castle was extremely strong, but in a blink of an eye, the silver city wall plunged into darkness was assembled.

The viscous dark matter clinging to the wall was gone, and what was exposed were delicate reliefs. Even after the wave of holy baptism just now, the silver city wall was still faintly glowing.

After the archaeologist regained his vision, surprise appeared in his eyes, and he quickly looked to the side.

It turned out that there was a traveling poet lying on the left, a female student lying on the right, and she and Armand Ray the housekeeper were the only ones standing at the scene.

archaeologist:"……"

The crossed epee that fell on the ground had lost its radiance, and the blow just now was almost equivalent to annihilation, but after the threat of the abyss faded, Armand Thunderkeeper was still standing there.

It's just that he looks in a mess, the originally luxurious tuxedo is tattered, his body is covered with dark scars, and he is insane.

"Dirty bugs..."

Armand Ray stared at her coldly, with the decayed and depraved abyssal aura still lingering on his body, but when the archaeologist was on guard and ready to fight, he turned around and rushed into the palace door behind him.

The speed is fast and decisive, and it seems that he has no intention of continuing to fight to the death.

archaeologist:"……"

She paused, looked around vigilantly, and relaxed a little after confirming that there was no other danger.

The archaeologist quickly ran over and shook the unconscious traveling poet vigorously: "Wake up! Wake up! We've cleared the level!"

After shaking for a long time to no avail, she raised her hand.

"Snapped!"

The moment a slap was about to fall, the traveling poet opened his eyes and immediately clamped her wrist.

The archaeologist rolled his eyes.

After a pause, the traveling poet seemed to come back to his senses. After looking around, he let go of her hand and stood up silently.

"Hey, how do you feel, the move just now was very powerful." The archaeologist looked at him with great interest and said.

"..." The traveling poet had a complex expression.

He didn't speak, just looked down at the crossed epee still in his hand.

This sword was left in the castle by the original knight.

And after he reawakened the sword of the knight, he also obtained the previous memory of Alex Green, which was locked in Prague Castle before the last century.

Strictly speaking, these memories should also be considered in the character card, but they are in a sealed state.

Therefore, after he unsealed it, that memory was violently squeezed into his mind, completely different from the memory he received gently when he opened the character card.

The traveling poet has mixed feelings—his character is really called Alex.

To make things even more complicated - Qi Lisi is indeed the witch in Prague Castle.

And what he is not sure now is whether Qi Lisi was close to his goal in the first place because he saw that this character was the reincarnation of Alex Green Knight.

If you think about it this way, it seems that Qi Lisi has also found the reason why she is so special to him for no reason?
Thinking of this, the traveling poet sighed slightly.

The only thing that makes him happy now is that the slot of the character card is almost full, which is really a blessing from heaven.

The traveling poet finished comforting his complicated mood.

He looked at the archaeologist and said, "Let's go, let's go to the tower and see how to get out of here. Take her with you."

In the last sentence, he pointed to the unconscious female student on the ground.

The archaeologist snorted: "Then you take the lead, I don't have much fighting power now."

The traveling poet did not refuse, and walked towards the palace with his sword in hand.

……

The corridor of tens of meters seemed short, but he inexplicably felt that the process was extremely long, and even when he was getting closer and closer to the palace, he suddenly felt a little apprehensive.

He had no memory before, when he faced Qi Lisi, all he thought about was how to use this girl, but now, what he has to face is an evil witch who has a deep affection for Green Knight.

Even this witch may have been deliberately approaching him from the very beginning.

This feeling of being close to each other is weird.

However, the witch in memory seems to be far from the personality of today's witch.

Of course, it might be because she was alone in the castle for a long time, not to mention that now that he thought about Alex's memory, the witch seemed to let the knight go on purpose.

After all, for more than ten years, it is impossible for the witch not to find that her castle has been dug through, right?

The traveling poet was full of messy thoughts, but at this moment, he had already put his hand on the palace door, and pushed it away with a little force.

"Bang!"

The two palace doors slammed into each other with a loud noise.

……

……

When the cross epee was shining brightly, Xu Shuo, who secretly poked and manipulated the abyss, immediately cut off the connection with the darkness.

Without him, I felt an extremely terrible crisis.

This feeling is like encountering some kind of natural enemy, not only disgust, but also uncontrollable dread and fear from the heart.

It is indeed the power of faith of the Holy See, which is born to restrain evil forces.

Xu Shuo sat back on the armchair, controlled the black vines to wrap around himself again, then cleaned up the melons and fruits next to him, and finally leaned back on the chair with a weak face.

At this moment, Armand Ray the steward walked over from outside the door wall.

"Amande, you seem to have failed." Xu Shuo taunted leisurely.

"..."

With a gloomy face, Armand Ray staggered to his side. He wanted to reach out to touch the girl, but then he saw the dirt on his hands.

The white lace at the cuffs is now dyed black.

After a slight pause, he stretched out his fingers to caress the girl's cheek, and said with a warm smile: "My master, I will never let them get close to you. In order to protect you, I think we must sacrifice Prague." gone."

Xu Shuo narrowed his eyes: "Armand, you know what Prague Castle means to me."

"It doesn't matter master, look at this power, it can give you a new life."

"You said you wouldn't let these things dirty me."

"But there is no other way..."

Armand Ray looked painful, he stroked the girl's cheeks with both hands, letting the sticky darkness stick to the girl's pale and delicate face.

The flesh and blood under his skin no longer flowed red, but a rotten and foul-smelling dark substance. His pupils and even his sclera were as black as an abyss.

He has now completely turned into an abyssal monster.

"In order to be with you forever, I can only do this, my master."

Darkness spread out behind Armand Ray, and the pitch-like viscous substance was agitating and wriggling towards the girl.

Xu Shuo's eyes sank slightly. When the traveling poet outside put his hand on the palace door, he directly controlled the castle to help him automatically open the door with a bang!
This sudden noise also made Armand Ray stop his behavior of eroding the girl, and suddenly turned around to look, his face suddenly grim!
"A lingering thing!"

……

　Remind again: Whether it is a fanart or a book review, I can only see it if you post it in the starting point book circle! !Posted in other places, I can't see it here! !
　　
　
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