The biting cold wind howls like a knife above the boundless snowfield, and the crystallized ice chips wash away the eternal snow layer, guarding this untouchable area. net Peak Parliament.
The towering ridges at the top of the peaks were looming in the wind and snow.
Fan wiped the crystallized ice and snow on his eyelashes and shook himself slightly.
An invisible force made it clear that there was no more wind and snow within a two-meter radius around him.
"The top of the peaks."
He raised his head slightly and murmured in a low voice, his footsteps leaving deep traces in the thick snow.
Behind him, looming in the distance, there were countless armies following him.
That was his army, including the Zerg.
There are humans too.
"Commander, if we go further we will reach the top of the peaks.
Do we want to attack head-on?"
Glancing at the impatient Chi, Fan shook his head slightly and said, "It's not yet time.
You guys wait here for my order.
Boraher will then convey my message."
"You mean you want to go here alone?
It's not possible.
It's too dangerous."
"It doesn't matter, I have my own sense of discretion."
Fan said calmly.
"Master, don't you need me to accompany you?"
Borah's voice echoed in Fan's ears.
"No need, just protect them."
"It's the master."
"Be careful."
Art patted Fan's shoulder hard and looked back as far as he could, "They are all waiting for you to come back."
After a slight pause, Fan patted Art's hand on his shoulder and said, "Don't worry."
The danger of going here is self-evident.
Since Fan has determined this battle to be the final battle, the danger he faces is probably not as simple as a peak council.
As Fan's most trusted comrade, At this time could only watch Fan go alone.
It was Fan who was too strong and he was too weak.
Art only hated that he had grown too slowly and was already far behind Fan. .
Fan has too many things to bear, and as he becomes more powerful, no one can share it with him, so he can only continue to shoulder more responsibilities.
No one could understand Van's fatigue better than At.
If it were him, those conspiracies and massacres would have made him lose himself long ago.
Watching Fan disappear into the depths of ice and snow, the thousands of words in At's heart finally turned into a sigh.
"Boss, you must come back."
Outside the huge city gate at the top of the peaks, the heavily armed warriors carefully examined the sights they saw.
Their eyes were as sharp as knives, and their tangled and tense muscles were full of power.
Suddenly, a blurry figure emerged from the snow line, getting closer and closer in the ice and snow.
The soldiers instinctively drew their lightsabers because they had not been notified of anyone coming in or out before.
Could it be that Lord Jessore's guards looked at each other in confusion, they did not consider the enemy immediately.
Because in their long guarding career, there has not been a single intruder on the top of the peaks.
Of course, Luo who didn't know how to infiltrate didn't count.
Many days have passed since Jessor last left, and when he left, he took away half of the Speakers of the Summit.
Therefore, the current Summit Council actually has no one, and can only rely on the remaining Speakers to preside over matters.
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In this situation It will inevitably lead to speculation, especially since some people have vaguely felt that many speakers have behaved extremely abnormally in the past few days.
"If anyone stops, please show the pass."
No matter who it is, this routine is a necessary step.
The black shadow ignored him and walked straight towards the defensive formation formed by the guards instantly.
"I'm warning you for the last time, take another half step forward."
Before the guard finished speaking, he was shocked to realize that the black shadow was approaching.
At this moment, his hands and feet suddenly lost control, as if he was trapped by a pair of invisible hands, and then there was a burst of spinning.
The guard fell immediately.
Fan didn't stop in the corridor for several hundred meters, his feet never touched the ground like a wandering ghost, and the guards fell down one after another wherever he passed.
Looking at the huge city gate close at hand, Fan waved his hand gently, and the heavy gate opened easily with his own strength.
In this way, the thousands of stairs behind the door were quickly passed by, leaving only the guards who fell one after another without even realizing what happened.
Stopping for a moment in front of the huge prophecy painting depicting the destruction of the parliament by native species, Fan's eyes especially stayed on the giant claw that spanned half of the mural.
Then he slowly stretched out his palm, and the mural changed in the next few seconds.
Zhong Nei quickly turned into powder.
If he was not mistaken, the painting still retained the scent of his mother, not so long ago.
The majestic interior of the peaks appeared before his eyes.
Van was still like a ghost, moving back and forth among the continuous shadows, approaching his destination without disturbing anyone.
Lightless Hall.
"The Lightless Hall has all the answers you want."
Jessor's words before his death were not forgotten by Van, and this was the purpose of his trip.
"It's time to meet."
Fan murmured softly, and then pushed open the door of the Matte Hall.
As for the guards who were originally guarding the door, they seemed to be upright, but in fact their bodies had been firmly controlled by the power of origin. .
Dark and deep.
This is the first feeling that the Lightless Hall gave Brahman.
Why did the core of the peaks choose to be built like this?
Darkness is a disguise, the simplest and most outstanding disguise.
The Red Language Dragon grew out of Fan's arm, and with its red light, the secret of the Matte Hall that had been hidden for countless years was finally revealed in front of him.
Insect crystals, eleven huge insect crystals.
Judging from their size, the predecessors of these insect crystals must be the pinnacle insect race.
The owners of these insect crystals naturally belong to the various Speakers.
There are seats marked under them, but the seat marked with the Seventh Speaker is empty.
Under the light of the Red Language Dragon, these insect crystals seemed to be sensitive to fluctuations, and emitted their unique light in turn.
It's just that the insect crystal that represents Jessall and others is very dim now, almost defeated.
Placing the palm of his hand on one of the insect crystals, Fan quietly felt the breath coming from his body.
After a moment, he let go of his hand, with the emotion in his eyes as expected.
In every insect crystal here, he felt a familiar yet unfamiliar aura.
The breath of "It" and the claws of "It" have penetrated into all areas of the Peak Council.
Not only here, in every inch of air at the top of the peaks, Fan can clearly feel the trace of free breath, as if it is in the air.
Monitor this place all the time.
Walking to the insect crystal belonging to Jessore, Fanzi looked at the huge insect crystal carefully, and then said softly, "Open it, it's time for us to meet."
His soliloquy echoed in the empty lightless hall, which seemed a bit strange and terrifying.
After a moment, a strange light suddenly appeared in the boundless darkness.
Fan walked over, and then the wall in front of him suddenly peeled off, revealing a deep tunnel behind it.
He walked in without thinking, and then the walls quickly returned to their original state, and the lightless hall returned to a long silence, as if nothing had happened just now.
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"You are finally here."
A desolate murmur came from my mind, like a long time of vicissitudes and fatigue.
"So are you ready?"
Fan smiled softly, with both mockery and relief, "What do you think?"
"Haha."
A desolate voice let out a creepy laugh, and on the other side of the extremely long tunnel, its true face finally appeared in front of Yu Fan.
"I knew it was you."
Fan looked expressionlessly at the familiar yet unfamiliar old friend in front of him.
"You are very smart, I just like how smart you are."
A face slowly emerged from the shadows, old and strange.
Sheard.
Yes, Sheard. 8: