Chapter 225 (2/2)
”Sylphalan went up already That guy should still be hiding, waiting for his chance I plan on going back nohat do you want to do?”
The oldto help?”
Flao shook his head
”No, and there’s no need anymore”
So seeed ”I’ll go with you”
Flao turned around and walked towards outskirts of the stone forest There was a puddle of red-black blood on the spot where he had previously stood
The old man in black hurried to follow him
On top of the stone statue, Sylphalan’s long figure see red sword upside-down, quietly watching Garen as the latter rushed up the slope
Going up the tunnel’s stone steps, Garen gradually slowed his pace, and looked up at Sylphalan, as standing at the tunnel’s entrance
This was the ht now, he earing a long silk black robe It ainst his pale white skin
The strong winds kept blowing past the to the left His black robes also rustled in the wind
”Garen…”
He raised his right hand in front of hiers A si quietly in his palm
”The Eternal Starry Night, it’s still with you, right?”
Garen steadied his step, pressing the necklace in front of his chest in his hand
”If I remember correctly, didn’t you take it away from me in the first place?”
”I didn’t take the necklace, but so else…” Sylphalan turned around to leave the tunnel entrance open, walking to the edge of the platfor, watersilk-like hair into a constant dance
Garen walked out of the tunnel slowly The tunnel was built inside the stone statue, slanting upwards to the statue‘s head, and the exit opened up to the platform on top of the head
On the very top of the huge black stone statue, on the platforap there, Sylphalan and Garen stood about a dozen meters away from each other
The whole black platform was about a hundred meters wide It was oval-shaped, and was surrounded by black stone guardrail Soed and fell off There were minute words and sy As though the breath of a whole other civilization was recorded here
The distant chi fro with it waves of faint echoes
The evening sunlight shone inside, landing by their feet The whole platforolden-red
Garen stares at Sylphalan’s back, walking around hiuardrail He looked down
Underneath the guardrail, a sea of white clouds for around the stone statue slowly in a circle Underneath the gaps in the ring of clouds, e of the island, one after the other So near
A wisp of white cloud floated past Garen He reached out his hand, and lightly grabbed the vapor
The cloud vapor actually twirled around his hand and remained there, like a white translucent silk ribbon”
Garen’s fingers were like the petals of a flower freshly bloo it around naturally, softly and delicately, without a hint of hardness He actually ed to keep the cloud wisps there, unable to escape
”Northern-style Cloud Capturing Hand”
Garen flicked his finger Psst!
The white cloud vapor transfor at Sylphalan Soundlessly
The white string reached a h it ra into tiny white shards, fading away
”I remember that the last time I met you, you were far froe smile on Sylphalan’s face ”Do you hear the clock chi that the first stage of the Black Smoke Pot’s activation”
”The first stage?” Garen looked at hi for the rest
”That’s right, there are two stages to the Black Slimmer of reminiscence in his eyes ”The last time the Black Sht bells As for the second stage, in fact it has already begun Froun”
”Oh?”
A layer of platinum slowly formed on the surface of Garen’s skin
”That is, only one living person can remain here” Sylphalan smiled, carefree, and sloaved the Sword of the Sprites that he held in hand
Garen’s right palrab doards, and absorbed wisps of the white cloud vapor around him
The strands of white clouds gathered like white thread, gathering under his palm from all direction Finally, they formed a white cloud ball in the middle of his palm
”When it coer than you and me? To think that despite that, the two of us will have to decide on a victor here” He walked towards Sylphalan slowly, each step carrying the on’s prowl It was soundless, traceless, but it was as though the whole stone statue and the floor were tre
”This has nothing to do with the Black S for this battle” Sylphalan held up his long sword horizontally in front of hihtly across the blade The entire blade gradually began to glow a blood-like red
He tossed the blade lightly, and a strand of red thread floated off of it slowly, severing the guardrail on the right without so much as a sound
”Let’s start… Right here, let’s end it all”
The Sword of the Sprites slanted diagonally doards, pointing at the ground
”Nothing to do with the Black Smoke Pot”
Garen raised his palm suddenly, and pushed forward!!
Baroom!!!!
A clap of dull thunder exploded in the sky
In the gap on top of the statue, a great deal of cloud vapor erupted abruptly with the red light, for a halo of red and white that slowly drifted apart
An unknown air spread froushi+ng into the sky
The sky darkened in an instant Countless dark clouds gathered, growing thicker, growing darker The whole island began to shake slowly, the pebbles on the ground jue around, foriant stone statue in its midst