They ran in the forest for who knows how long, and they tried their best to escape from there. On the wall of the cave where the great man's clothes were found, there was an understatement of last words, but such horror was hidden. Hundreds of years ago, blocking the darkness
Is the great man in the gap like today's Celeste Bingzhixie? What kind of power and strong man is that?
They rested in the depths of the forest for a long time, and people kept mentioning the previous dangerous situation. Xiao suddenly discovered something, patted his head, and said to everyone: "The whisper in his head has disappeared."
Others didn't realize this yet, and they only discovered it after he reminded them.
"Yes, it seems to have really disappeared. Why?" Yaer thought about the answer: "Is it because of the monster?"
Acosta looked at the surrounding environment: "It could also be this forest."
"forest?"
Everyone breathes in the space in the forest, which gives people a unique freshness and moisture. With every breath, the depression and depression in the body are reduced, and the mood seems to get better.
Bimoye asked: "What is that monster? Terrifying space power. There are not many monsters with this ability in the world."
Dio said: "That kind of spatial power is rarely heard in legends. I have only seen it in my life."
"There are only two or three types of space creatures of this kind that have been recorded." Memphela thought for a while, shook his head and said, "The various descriptions I have seen, whether they are serious records, descriptions in novels, or imaginary paintings,
There is nothing like this. Of course, no one today has ever seen any of the named space monsters. Except for the angel Zeurong, who can imagine that it is a giant dragon, no other descriptions are reliable.
People have indeed witnessed it and recorded it.”
"Hey!?" Bronn suddenly jumped up from the ground.
Memphis looked at him: "What are your thoughts and perceptions?"
"No." Bron glanced at everyone and said, "Horse is missing."
While walking together, Halls kept talking very little. Everyone just hid in the forest, and no one noticed whether he was following.
Bewulf said: "I remember that his body was torn apart, not too far from me. Later, the space was bridged. He was not dead, and he regenerated his body. When he ran into the forest, didn't he follow him? Or did he?
Got separated?"
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Bing Zhixie is not a person who is willing to sacrifice himself for others. In the situation just now, if he had not acted in this way, everyone would have been swallowed up, most likely including himself. But now, everyone else has run away, and he is being swallowed up instead.
The person abandoned.
The painful body and the charcoal gray face squeezed out a bitter smile, and said to themselves: "Why do you have to act like a hero? The sudden surge of blood will make yourself uncomfortable."
No one can support the confrontation, only him. Maybe this is the arrangement of fate. He won the first confrontation in the dark palace, but the reincarnation of fate made him slip into the snake's body again.
In my stomach, the battle started again.
Bing Zhixie didn't know if the magic power supported by the giant snake on the monster in front of him was infinite, but the power of the emperor dragon was limited, but compared to humans, it was almost infinite. Not to mention Zafino's life now
, without the support of an emperor dragon's body, both the depth and intensity of the magic power are not as good as when it was alive, and in terms of physical strength, Bing Zhixie's human body is far worse.
He knew that if this kind of struggle continued for a while, his body would be completely unable to hold on, but now it was impossible to escape. As long as the strength weakened slightly, the big mouth would come straight down.
"Hey~!" Bing Zhixie's glowing eyes discovered that a thick layer of 'stone dirt' had condensed on the boundary of space: "How could this happen?" His attention slowly moved to the Star Eclipse Sword in his hand: "This is it
Is the actual power formed by the transformation of magic power into the sword? It can actually reach this level!" His brain was running rapidly in this state, with various possibilities flashing through his mind, thinking about ways to survive. At this time, he became aware of what was happening before him.
The monster's power has changed, perhaps because it has not swallowed more things in space, so its power has shrunk. It seems to want to give up and turn around. Bing Zhixie has hope of survival in his heart, and tries his best to continue to support himself. However,
Behind this concentration, he didn't realize that there was a pair of sharp glasses staring at him from below.
Halls unsealed his body quietly, raised the light-stringed bow, and the arrow hit the two strings woven with purple and blue silk bundles, but he took off the arrow again and touched his waist.
Finally, he found that the arrow pot on the back of his waist had been torn apart along with the leather armor, so he reached into the boot of his right leg and took out three silver arrows.
This silver arrow is called 'Gift' and was left by his adoptive father. Although the crafting formula was left, he has not made new arrows for many years and there are not many left.
He put the silver arrow back on the bow, selected three parts of Bing Zhixie's vest, the back of his neck and his lumbar spine, and shot three elemental arrows with the dual attributes of dark wind, dark fire and dark poison in a continuous motion. Each arrow was
Concentrated with the strongest strength.
At this time, Bing Zhixie was fighting against the surroundings with all his strength, and his back was completely empty.
Puff puff……
One arrow penetrated his back, feather coat, and inner armor, penetrated his heart, pierced his chest, and got stuck in his chest. Another arrow penetrated his neck and shot into the hollow. The third forward strike
It broke his lumbar spine and passed through his body. At this moment, all the magic power that Bing Zhixie held up disappeared.
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When Eliza hurried back to the edge of the forest, the black gap disappeared, leaving traces of the closed space in the air. The surroundings were quiet, and she did not see the long monster, nor Celeste Bingzhixie.
.
"Are you late?" Elisa walked forward and searched around on the messy ground. Not long ago, she just thought of a way that might save Bing Zhixie. Although the possibility was very small, she still came, but
Still too late.
She looked up at the sky with grief and anger, and held the Sun King's hand tightly, turning pale and regretful: "Why didn't I think of this way earlier, maybe I could save him." She shed a tear and laughed softly.
: "Oh, great man, this word is a bit ironic now..." She searched around again and silently turned back towards the forest: "Horse is gone too."
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Bing Zhixie's consciousness slowly woke up, and his eyes slowly opened. Darkness blurred his vision. The bursting pain in his body and his paralyzed body made him extremely uncomfortable. He wanted to take a look at his surroundings, but he couldn't.
The only thing he could confirm was that it was not in the void. He could feel a cold stone bed under him. It was cold and hard, but it made him feel a little comfortable.
The blurred vision became clearer bit by bit. In this almost lightless environment, he suddenly found a person standing at the other end of his feet, a naked woman. Gradually, he saw the woman's face clearly, so he was shocked.
Her name was shouted out with difficulty in her throat: "Linda...!"
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(This volume is over and the title of the next volume has not been decided yet.)