Star Dome: The opening made Black Tower regret for life

Chapter 562 A True Man Who Doesn’t Fear Death

"Have you heard? The undertaker from the Holy City was actually holding hands with a man in the Marble Market!"

"What?! Are you talking about Lady Xiadie?! This is outrageous!"

"That's right, right now, with a powerful enemy at the doorstep, you're still being affectionate and playing the game of romance..."

"It is said that the man has thick eyebrows and big eyes, a green face and fangs, is five feet tall, and has arms as thick as an earth beast!"

"I really want to exchange my life with that strange man, oooooooo!"

Standing in front of the spacious space with water curtain on the Yunshi Palace, the discussions in the market at the foot of the mountain and in the holy city in the distance drifted into Jiang Fan's ears with the wind, causing the man to sigh secretly.

Heita and Jingliu, who were far away from Omphalos, often reminded Jiang Fan to stay away from strange people in Omphalos, especially strange women. They should be referring to people like Xiadie.

His original idea was just to make himself familiar to Xiadie and gain some favorability to facilitate his future activities in Ohma.

After all, judging from Bai'e's attitude towards Xiadie, Jiang Fan guessed that she should also be one of the so-called golden race members.

Although his understanding of the Golden Race so far is still limited to the one-sided term "saving the world", even Xing can see that the meaning of the Golden Race is not as simple as it seems.

It was impossible to count on Xing, so he took the initiative to look for opportunities.

But I don’t know whether his favorability is high now, but he is indeed famous in Ohma.

In just a few minutes, he was crowned as "a real man who is not afraid of death" by a group of holy city guards.

He felt that these Holy City guards were too leisurely. Even though Omphalos looked like his doom was approaching, these people still had the mind to make up nicknames and spread gossip and rumors.

So much so that even Bai'e looked at him strangely now, with admiration mixed with a hint of solemnity, and the solemnity showing a bit of admiration and a touch of surprise.

Xing hid behind Jiang Fan, her shoulders trembling, trying hard to suppress the pleasure.

She really wanted to laugh out loud, "Great! Great!" and then stand on the commanding heights and laugh at Jiang Fan, the old man, for having come to this day.

But he was afraid that if he laughed out loud he would be severely criticized by the old man, so he tried hard to hold back his laughter, but he couldn't control the corners of his mouth from rising.

"Well... it's so quiet here." Xing turned her head away and changed the subject, trying hard not to let Jiang Fan notice that something was wrong with her.

"Nikadori uses dead silence as the war drum for his proud husband. Behind this water curtain is the battlefield." Bai E led Jiang Fan and his duo up the stairs.

The water curtain slowly revealed an intersection for people to pass through, like an automatic sensing access control system. The sound of rushing water mixed with sharp cries could be heard in the ears.

The cry was so shrill that it felt like a dagger that was about to pierce Xing's head.

Bai'er's eyes darkened and he took a deep breath to remind them to stick to their original intentions and not be influenced by Nicardoli.

But before he could say anything, he saw the "real man who is not afraid of death" take a few steps forward and pat Xing on the shoulder.

Xing, who had been covering his face with a mask of pain, suddenly stood up straight with a look of confusion on his face.

Obviously, she didn't expect that she would get through it so quickly. Could it be that she was gifted?

She heard from Bai'e that Nicadori's battle cry once leveled the battlefield, crushing all enemies with ease, and knocking everyone to the ground without distinguishing between enemies and friends. People were as fragile as reeds in a strong wind.

Bai'e himself admitted that at that time his limbs were trembling, his weapons dropped from his hands, and the only sound in his ears was a frantic and shameful heartbeat, which was fear.

But what about her? She only had a headache for a few seconds and then recovered. Her face was not red, her heart was not beating, and her limbs did not tremble. Instead, she was full of energy and felt that she could kill a cow with one punch.

But that feeling of "Am I a genius?" did not last for a few seconds before she saw Jiang Fan's face full of disgust, and she instantly understood.

It turned out that he was not a "one in a million" martial arts genius, but he had a noble person to help him, which saved him from the danger.

Bai'e led them through another water curtain, and the scene before them had a grand and glorious momentum.

The dreamy beauty is like a palace built on a hot spring. The ethereal sound of flowing water makes people mistakenly think they are fish entering the sea, and the soft warm yellow light hits your face as if a pair of hands is gently caressing you.

Xing subconsciously wanted to take a few more steps forward, but Bai'e raised his hand to stop him. Following his line of sight, he clearly saw that there seemed to be a dark cloud on the dome above the palace.

A majestic and terrifying atmosphere filled the palace, oppressing her heart and making it beat rapidly, but she did not feel timid at all. She just felt that the man must be very "awesome" too.

She had also faced the Order and the Star God in a possessed state. The pressure was at the level of life, making her feel like a lone boat in the vast ocean.

But at the moment, she only felt a little frightened, and that feeling was no different from facing Ao Shuang directly...

"Nikadori?" Jiang Fan said softly.

The figure did not give his name, but judging from Bai'e's expression, the name of Nicardoli was written all over his body.

His entire body was wrapped in gold and silver bone armor, and behind him he seemed to be wearing a wind cloak, or like the bone wings of an insect. He held a golden spear in his hand, and his golden claws were shining with a sharp light.

"It looks different from what I remember..." Bai Er stared at the figure that jumped down from the dome, his voice low, "It is weaker now, but also more twisted."

Bai E took a deep breath and drew the long sword from his waist: "Stand by my side, I will resist his wrath..."

Xing didn't say anything, but turned his head to look at the surface of the spring. Jiang Fan was standing at the edge of the arc, and his long black hair was blown messy by the wind brought by Nicardo.

A corner of the clouds in the sky collapsed quietly.

It was clearly noon and the sun was shining brightly, but there was a quiet moonlight shining on the surface of the palace fountain, and the ripples were fine, like a silver ingot with fine lines on its surface.

Xing took a few steps back to create a large open space. She knew that she could no longer change anything. Once Jiang Fan pretended to be like this, it meant that he had taken action.

She also knew what Jiang Fan wanted to do. Ultimately, the foundation of all friendly negotiations is built on strong strength. Otherwise, you would not want to listen to two weaklings talking about "saving the world" and the like.