Chapter 722: The Surviving Duo

After a flash of blue light, the clumped old dwarves and troll warriors appeared in the room where Rebecca and Tenel were.

The two who thought they were going to die saw the suddenly changed environment and the concerned faces of Rebecca and Tenael, who were suddenly magnified countless times in front of them, and once mistakenly thought that this was a hallucination that appeared before they died.

"Zan, Zambit, I seem to see my sister and Tenael, have we come to the underworld? Did they both come here to welcome us in advance?" Barnett let out a dreamy voice.

"Well, it's possible. They couldn't have been as lucky as we were to survive the shockwave. The troll warrior who thought he was dead had no scruples at all, and even stretched out his salty pig hand to pinch his long-coveted Tenaire's plump breasts, and then showed an intoxicated expression: "Oh oh oh ~ This softness is just right, I really didn't expect to get this supreme enjoyment after death!"

I didn't expect Zambit to be so cowardly Teneir was accidentally attacked by Zambit for a while, and she was so shocked that she was stupid, and even when Zambit finished speaking, she reacted in hindsight, picked up a huge chair and smashed it on the head of the troll warrior - Oh, sorry, it wasn't an ordinary chair, it was a safety chair that Robert X had fixed to the ground, but under Teneille's annoyed brute force, the welded rivets couldn't stop the chair from its mother.

"Oh~ it hurts! Do dead people still feel pain?" the Troll Warrior said in pain as he clutched his bloodied head, but even then his other hand still didn't take it off Tenaire's chest, and even pinched it unsatisfactorily.

"Stoned you! Stoned you!" The huge safety chair rained down on the Troll Warrior, making a loud clattering sound, Tenael had never been so insulted, even if her soul was sealed in the body of the succubus, the dignity of the Black Dragon Lord was not something that an inferior race like a troll could trample on at will.

As early as the first time Tenel smashed down the safety chair, the old dwarf who was completely frightened by Tenelle's angry expression came to his senses, and silently put a piece of wax on Zambie's heart. Rebecca and Alfie have even begun to burn paper for the Troll Warriors, following the witch Bishut, the Troll Warriors have successfully climbed on the second blacklist of the five strongest people in the world, and this one is even more terrifying, it is the first magic gold sanctuary in the history of the Ariad continent - although this one is still not worthy of the name, but Zambit's ability to cause trouble is absolutely second to none in the entire continent.

"Pause for a moment, we must immediately find a space-time coordinate left by Kenobi! This coordinate must not belong to Heart of Defense One, and it must be left by Kenobi. Alfie's voice reached the ears of the chaotic crowd through the loudspeaker, "The conditions are very harsh, we only have thirty seconds left! ”

"Lambert's rosary, why don't you try Lambert's rosary? It's the one in Coughlon's hand, I've seen it in the teacher's hand before!" Elfie almost finished speaking, and Barnett couldn't wait to shout, the old dwarf who knew some secrets had nothing to hide when it came to life and death. He didn't want to go back to the nightmarish experience of confronting the turbulence of time and space.

"Kenobi's is just a replica, and Coughlon is the real thing! Alfie said regretfully.

"Try and you won't die!" the old dwarf roared in rare rage.

"Yes, let's try, we don't have a better choice anyway, do we? And the black dragon won't let us go. Rebecca glanced at the window, and the black dragon was looking with interest at the two chains that Robert X used to connect the shattered space, looking for the most suitable part of the lower mouth, and opened his bloody mouth with a cruel smile.

"Robert X, in the last space, there is a magic stick in the house of illusions, and he has a Lambert rosary in his hand, you can try to see if there are any coordinates!" Seeing that the countdown had come to ten seconds, Alfiso became a live horse doctor.

"The space-time coordinates are detected and immediately transmitted. After a few suffocating seconds, Robert X finally gave a reassuring answer, and then everyone felt a violent shaking, and bursts of blue light began to flash outside the window.

On the other side, the black dragon bit down with a mouth, and after easily biting off the two metal chains, he was about to enjoy the beautiful scenery of Robert X being crushed by the turbulence of time and space, but he didn't expect to see a blue teleportation light. The annoyed black dragon couldn't help but let out a shocking dragon roar after scanning the spatial turbulence in disbelief. With the sound of his dragon's groan, the remaining trial space fragments tumbled, and completely disappeared into the space-time turbulence like a wave, along with the black dragon.

In the space of the House of Illusions, there was only a blank space due to Tenel's departure, and Coughren looked at the Lambert rosary with a solemn face, which had basically been purified. Only the largest of the sacred beads now contained a looming mist of blood, and once Coughren finished reciting the last of the Divine Spells, it would be completely purified.

For some reason, Coughren stopped chanting the purifying spell at this time, and looked thoughtfully at the light door leading to the next level in the almost empty space in front of him, and muttered to himself, "If the previous oracle was correct, now should be the time for them to return......

Before Coughren's words fell, the Lambert rosary in his hand suddenly floated from his hand automatically, and a blue light began to bloom on it, and a vigorous force that did not belong here emanated from above, as if it was pulling back and forth with something.

"This is the power of space? Was it because the oracle didn't know it, or was it really an inconsequential detail?" said Coughlon, confused. In the future that he had foreseen before he left the team, there was no such exaggerated scene as in front of him.

Before Coughron's words fell, a blue light flashed in front of him, and an X-shaped metal flying machine instantly appeared in front of him.

"Is this an exaggeration, isn't it? Is this a device left over from some primeval civilization?" Coughren's jaw almost fell to the ground as he looked at the sci-fi-inspired mechanical artifact in front of him, the rigid sacred code limiting his imagination. Even though he had foreseen the return of Alfie and the others, the oracle did not show that they were returning in a mechanical creature that was incompatible with the magical civilization that prevailed throughout the continent.

What happened during this time? Coughren was curious about the experiences of Alfie and the others.