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Chapter 117: The Spring and Autumn of the Solitary Country II

Emily has seen many big scenes. To put it more exaggeratedly, she is also a strong woman who walks out from a sea of ​​corpses and blood. But none of them can compare to the wonders that are happening not far away. The translucent gas is suspended at a height of dozens of meters and is blocked by a more transparent "wall".

Emily guessed that it was the "enchantment" in the legend of Eternal Forest. She was too addicted to the illusory restoration of youth, but instead forgot what she really should ask.

The two "gas" collided violently, causing the weather to break down. Every time the attempt to enter failed, many human faces would appear on the surface of the "clouds" outside, each face was extremely distorted and full of hatred.

"Are you guys doing it?" Emily asked Ruby. She was not Sanchez who had no bottom line, and she drowned with the succubus in order to satisfy her lust.

Ruby stared at her fiercely, and took a step forward and was very aggressive. Emily glared back without showing any weakness. The mage had many ways to blow the succubus away in one thought. Sanchez quickly stood among the two ladies as a peacemaker. On one side was the future head of the mage tower, and on the other side was the dear devil's wife. No one could afford to offend the black robe.

"Calm down, ladies..." the black-robed mage shouted, his eyes involuntarily following the clouds full of dead faces. The men and women with old and young faces were all available, with pale faces like freshly painted walls.

"This is a resentful spirit, not a demon." He studied things that were stubborn all day long, and now he puts what he learned into practice.

Just as Sanchez was speaking, the resentful spirit floated up and fell to the ground, floating with no weight. The number of resentful spirits was unestimated. Emily was about to vomit just by looking at the faces that appeared on the surface. Not only her, Ruby also looked away as much as possible. Countless pairs of pale eyes stared at the three living people, and tried their best to squeeze in, intending to possess the fresh body.

The invisible magic barrier is much more effective than the city wall, and even a tentacle cannot be put in. The outer wall of the barrier is constantly clattering, and the struggle between magic and the enemy is becoming increasingly fierce. Emily is not an elf and does not understand the strength of the barrier. She really wants to ride on a horse and run quickly, but Sanchez and Succubus seem not so nervous, so she has to sacrifice her life to accompany the gentleman.

Another futile effort was made, and the resentful spirit retreated faintly. Every dead face was facing the living, and the disgusting dead fish eyes would not blink. The resentful spirit disappeared in the forest, silently.

After a long time, no one spoke, and no one relaxed their guard. The dead will not be afraid or tired, it will be driven by the hatred. It is just a small setback, how can the resentful spirit give up?

As if to prove Emily's speculation, a rhythmic vibration suddenly came from her feet, and a cavalry team approached in the distance.

The resentful spirit was afraid of light, and flames were the magic she thought of the fastest. Emily took out the sulfur ball from her inner bag and glanced at Sanchez.

"Don't let me down." This sentence means something, not only to Sanchez.

The black-robed mage nodded seriously and accidentally showed a gray finger bone in his hand. Emily suppressed the inappropriate moral cleanliness. In the dark moments, she needed a partner who walked in the shadows.

The imagined cavalry team appeared, including many rabbits, wolves, foxes, deer, countless rats, as well as several tigers and black bears. The birds may escape quickly, but there are always some home-loving people, and they become victims of the leading cause.

Birds crash into the barrier, and made bloody marks with their fragile lives, followed by mice and other small animals. The animals rush into the barrier wildly, like waves hitting the embankment. The magic of the elves is indestructible, and the corpses piled up on the border are getting higher and higher, gradually blocking the three people's vision and blocking the sunlight. Carnivores and larger deer are not so easy to give up. They are forced to repeatedly hit the barrier until they are crushed to pieces and will not stop until they die.

In order to save Lyon, she went to hell, and to perform her duties, she faced countless dead people. But facing the bloody scene in front of her, Emily was still shocked, and she didn't know that the sulfur ball in her hand fell. Sanchez was not much better, and the only person who could be considered normal reaction was Ruby. The succubus drew out his sword and posed for a fighting posture. However, the suicide craze came to an abrupt end. The wall of animal corpses was more than three people high, and the flowing blood surfaced countless crimson bubbles under the sunlight.

The elves' barriers do not prevent the air from circulating. Although the smell here is comparable to the bloodiest battlefield, it is amazing that no even a trace of blood can penetrate it.

The corpse of Xiaoshan Gao blocked his sight. After a long time, there was no movement at all, they dared to relax their guard and believe that the resentful spirit gave up.

"Can you, can it be attached to people?" Emily found herself talking nonsense just after the question was answered.

"Of course." A hint of disappointment flashed in Sanchez's eyes. This question was indeed a bit mentally retarded. Any three-year-old should know.

The hills made of corpses made her feel scared. As if there was no such magic barrier, if this was an ordinary imperial city, how many people would die? The necromancer hiding behind her just set up a beacon to lead such horror to the Eternal Forest.

"Can you deal with that beacon?" Emily knew nothing about the black magic and could only ask Sanchez for help.

The black-robed mage's answer was to get close to see. In order to save people, Sanchez had manipulated the corpse wave, but the beacon set by the mysterious man could drive the self-conscious resentment crazy. If he got too close... he glanced at Ruby. There was nothing wrong with the succubus for the time being, but Sanchez had accompanied Ruby who had become stupid for dozens of days, and he could not believe that Succubus could control himself.

"You stay here." Black Robe told his demon, but Ruby did not object.

"Okay, we have to suffer a little next time." Sanchez laughed dryly, and stepped into the mud with a stick first. The soft mud was not at the root of his thigh. "You'd better find a branch, Amy." Sanchez called Emily's nickname and wanted to get close to him. The latter was busy slitting a note as thick as a forearm and had no time to pay attention to him.

The mage is not good at brute force. Ruby, who is as powerful as a ox, is playing with her fingernails leisurely and ignores Emily's embarrassment. Sanchez opened his mouth and didn't say anything in the end. She is a demon. How do you expect her to be? Do you enjoy helping others? Don't forget who dragged you away from the boat and let his companions stop saving you.

The devil is the devil. Sanchez forced his mind around, but he didn't expect Ruby to do something purely beneficial.

Fortunately, Emily finally gritted her teeth and broke the branch. The female mage panted for a long time, and her face turned red. Emily picked up the branch and poked it on the ground to verify the reliability. She was still wearing the purple robe. Emily pinned the hem to the belt, revealing her snow-white thighs.

To be ashamed, this is the first time Sanchez has seen the thighs of similar women.

"Come on, Amy." The black-robed mage stretched out his hand in the mud with a flattering smile on his face.
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