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Chapter 481 Library Fortress

After Geno's threat, Elise seemed much more honest, at least he did not let Geno see the abnormality anymore.

As for why Geno can control Elise?

In fact, after Elise received the venom injection of Despicable Throat, this was a foregone conclusion.

After all, part of the venom in the despicable throat was transformed after eating Bazel's body. Geno's soul virus entered Elise's body through the venom transmission.

Even if there are only a very small number, after several days, even monsters like Elise have to succumb to infection.

Ellisi, who was dedicated to leading the way, led Geno and her group to cross thousands of mountains and rivers. Because of Geno's warning, she competently avoided many potential risks and took them to the place she often explored.

"The library is ahead..." Elise looked back at Jeno nervously.

The closer she was to the finish line, the more she was afraid that Geno would cross the river and kill her after she completed her mission.

"Bookhouse Fortress? Then we are very close to Helia."

Finally, there is no need to travel a long distance, which is undoubtedly exciting news for everyone.

But in fact, the black fog was everywhere in front of me, and Geno couldn't see how close the so-called closeness was.

He turned his eyes to Elise's face, trying to find an answer on it, but he quickly saw Elise's concerns.

So he approached her ear and whispered: "Don't worry, our journey has just begun."

"Just just started?" Elise took the topic with difficulty: "What do you want to come here?"

"Speak less nonsense and lead the way." Geno didn't intend to let her know too much information.

"..." Elise frowned, but did not dare to say anything, and could only continue to move forward silently.

But soon, the situation appeared again.

Elise suddenly stopped and told Geno very seriously.

"There is a powerful undead at the door of the library. No matter how I dispel it, I have never encountered this before."

"You used to go to the library fortress? What did you do?" Jeno asked.

"I got the magical relics, but I have never explored the deeper places." Elise's anxiety did not fade: "Are we going to take a detour?"

"Why do you need to detour? The Library Fortress is the only gateway to Helia City." Geno was a little confused.

"But you said that before..." As she said this, Elise's hands unconsciously covered her cheeks.

Not because of shyness, but because of worrying that Geno really used a nail clipper to scratch her face.

"I'll make plans after reading it and take me to find the undead. If your words are true, I won't punish you."

It turned out that this made Elise become a soldier. She really valued her appearance. Geno felt that if she really disfigured her, she would definitely not make her life better.

When Geno came to the door of the library, he was inevitably shocked.

The huge dilapidated stone wall rose from the ground, with many hollow patterns on each side. There were also stone sculptures that were so broken that they could barely see the human figure.

Perhaps they were once the gates to the library fortress when they were intact.

These stone walls are arranged in a certain formation, quite in the style of ancient Roman. If the gaps between the stone walls are filled with the coherent spaces, you may be able to see a familiar Colosseum.

But what is even more shocking is the scene in the fortress.

The bricks in the broken ground in the fortress are constantly overflowing from the soft blue-green light. They are as thin as gauze, with traces to the naked eye, and the entire fortress is glowing!

These strange lights intertwined over the fortress to form a beautiful and dreamy scene like an aurora, and the black silhouette in the aurora shattered the cognition of ordinary people in a bizarre way.

The ruins of the broken library were hanging above, like a huge mummy. Large pieces of stone floated in the air, the moment they exploded and were imprisoned. The idea of ​​God's favor here was extremely stupid, and they had obviously abandoned it.

"Ancient buildings floating in the air!" When I saw the ruins of the library floating in the aurora, Ezrel had the idea of ​​making the trip worthwhile.

"There must be a lot of books in there! Let's go!" Ezerel jumped, stepped on a brick and slid down the steep slope, thinking about digging out the lost civilization.

But at this moment, a cold echo made Ezreal instantly burst out.

"Living man, back down! You can't pass here."

"Who is talking!" Ezrel was shocked and kicked off the bricks and stones under her feet. He looked around, raised his gloves to be on guard, and the nervous voice echoed in the small valley in front of the library.

A slight chain armor collision sounded suddenly, and the wreckage of a swordsman stood up from behind Ezreal.

Ezrel was startled on the spot. The swordsman's undead was so silent that he did not notice a dead soul lying on the ground behind him.

If it intentionally attacked him, he might have been cold now.

"I am the king's chief swordsman, and I will defend the king's glory." He picked up the broken sword and pointed it at Ezeril, but did not attack.

"Glory? That kind of thing has long disappeared." Ezrel took two steps back. Somehow, he always felt that the undead with an iron shield tied with his left arm and a broken sword in his right hand was much stronger than he seemed.

It seems that I am completely unsure of defeating the other party.

He believed in his intuition, so he did not attack rashly.

But Ezeril's words made the swordsman fall into memories, with a look of pain.

Then he pulled out the sword. The belt wrapped around the hilt had long been rotten, and the broken blade was only one foot long, but it could still be seen with its complete shadow, emitting soft light. Under the destruction and erosion of time, the broken long sword used its afterimage to witness its former glory.

It was a gift from the king, and at that time his monarch was a respectable and lovely man.

But now, he has turned himself and Kalista into a hateful person with the immortal wandering soul. Is the glory of such a person worth defending himself?

At this moment, a black fog surged, and there seemed to be a dark chain in my mind pulling his consciousness hard...

He suddenly felt that the sword became extremely hot, and he roared in pain and stabbed the sword at Ezreal involuntarily.

Ezreal obviously did not expect this. Even if he reacted very quickly and injected energy into the gem to start the jump, it would definitely be too late.

Bang!

In a critical moment, a steel-cast arm stretched out from the diagonal thorn. The moment the broken sword pierced the flesh and blood, he held it tightly, and could not get any more.

A sound then rang out.

"Leders, let's talk."
Chapter completed!
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