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Chapter Thirty-Seven Seems Insignificant

The battle lasted from afternoon to early morning, but in the raging black sandstorm weather, the world outside the cave was still filled with black sand flying all over the sky, and the space inside the cave was still shrouded in the light of the magic bonfire. The light did not change,

The magic bonfire burns tenaciously and steadily, with no obvious difference between day and night.

It’s as if time has been standing still at a certain point. This is what scares Aranza the most in the Realm of Silence. If he doesn’t do something, he will really have the illusion that time has stopped. And this illusion is undoubtedly at this moment.

The last thing Aranza wanted was that he never thought he had much time to waste.

Although there was no morality in what Aranza had just done. Aranza was already aware of this, but she could not stop herself. Once a person experiences the pleasure of sin, he cannot stop ingesting it. On the Black Pearl

When Aranza tore Nicole Lane's clothes apart, she had already planted the seeds of sin in her heart.

More importantly, Aranza was not unable to stop his behavior because of a weak will, but because he understood that the path he took was always filled with hypocrisy and sin. Without such awareness, there would be no possibility of reaching the end of the road. Only

Only by being more hypocritical and sinful can the hypocrisy and sin standing in the way collapse.

However, Aranza will never waver in the principles that remain deep in her heart.

The exhausted Aranza climbed up from the traveler's body, grabbed her chest with one hand unceremoniously, and looked at the wings behind her. The white wings now reflected the light of the magic bonfire.

It was orange in color and had a lot of black sand on it, but these could not hide the fact that the traveler had a special identity. Only then did Aranza realize that he seemed to have done something he shouldn't have done.

He began to feel something was wrong. He glanced at the body that still made him want to move after the battle, but his mind was already thinking about how to bury this matter.

However, before Aranza's thoughts were complete, a sentence suddenly appeared in his ears.

"It seems that I woke up at the wrong time."

The voice was as soft and clean as a clear stream, but it immediately scared Aranza into a cold sweat. Even the moment he heard the traveler's voice, his heart stopped uncontrollably for half a beat.

At this time, the two parties still maintained a very ambiguous posture. The traveler was lying under Aranza, looking at Aranza so deeply that he could not guess what she was thinking at the moment. Aranza subconsciously moved her body back.

He said with a sneer: "Well... you... you're awake...?"

The traveler's eyes were the same light golden color as her hair, shining brighter under the light of the magic bonfire. She looked at Aranza quietly, seemingly without emotion or anger, as if Aranza had never done anything to her.

What? Her voice was calm, which actually made Aranza feel discouraged. Just like a cat that steals fish and finally discovers that the food in its mouth is vegetarian, a sense of frustration immediately filled Aranza's heart.

Those slender white legs suddenly clamped around Aranza's waist. The seemingly active action made Aranza's body almost spit out fire, but the next moment, she used the force to push back and push her body forward.

Pulling it out, she said: "Human males are indeed all the same."

Aranza suddenly felt a little angry, and she didn't know whether she was angry at the traveler's behavior or her words. He snorted and said, "Isn't it that you look like this to seduce males?"

However, his words also seemed to anger the traveler. She suddenly stretched out her hand and pressed her slender arms onto Aranza's chest. A force suddenly burst out from her palm, and unexpectedly shook Aranza from her body.

Open it, drawing a short trace in mid-air, and smashing into the opposite stone wall!

Aranza suddenly felt a sweetness in his throat when he hit the stone wall, and almost spit out blood. He swallowed a mouthful of liquid that was either saliva or blood into his throat, and then he felt much relieved. He pushed his arms hard behind his back, and then

Kankan pulled out the body embedded in the stone wall.

But at this moment, the traveler fluttered his wings and stood up as if suspended. Aranza just looked up and saw this scene. A perfect body stood vividly in front of her eyes. Such a beautiful scene appeared unscrupulously, but it was

Aranza didn't know whether to be excited or nervous.

His look made the traveler snort with disdain. She stretched out her hand and the scale armor that Aranza had casually thrown aside was re-equipped with her body. However, this time, the traveler did not put on the mask. The perfect face

Wuque's face was still exposed to Aranza's field of vision.

However, even with the equipment on, the lines outlined by the black scales still fill the traveler with an aura that drives men crazy.

Aranza had already realized that the traveler's attack just now was because he said the wrong thing. He did not continue to open his mouth to explain anything. After all, the facts were already in front of him. He first took out a gown from the Treasury Ring and put it on, and then carefully

Moving around the bonfire, he quickly grabbed the Silence Suit and equipped it as quickly as possible in his life.

Aranza's hand quietly reached for the hilt of the Silent Blade, and he was ready to fall out with the traveler.

However, the traveler didn't seem to care about what Aranza had done to her. Her eyes turned around in the cave before falling back on Aranza and asked: "Where is this place?"

Hearing this, Aranza frowned. He felt that the traveler had undergone some changes. If the traveler when he could speak was like a growing girl, then the traveler now is like a mature, cold, arrogant and independent queen.

, Moreover, her strength seems to have improved to another level. At least the force in that seemingly light push just now is definitely not what the previous travelers could have. In fact, Aranza can no longer judge the strength of the traveler.

Which level is it at? But Aranza did not directly express his doubts to the traveler. The other party was diverting attention. This was definitely a good thing for Aranza who was in an embarrassing state.

So, he happily answered: "Well, at the foot of Parady Peak."

"Paladi?"

The traveler frowned slightly, but quickly smoothed it over and said, "That's fine."

"Yes," Aranza breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the traveler had no objection to climbing the Paradis Peak. The traveler was the key to finding the secret of the Paradis Peak. If she objected, then Aranza would have to be depressed for a while. He

Pointing to the flying sand at the entrance of the cave, he said, "Well, the sandstorm is blocking the way. We need to wait until the sandstorm subsides before we can board Parady."

The traveler nodded, but suddenly said inexplicably: "Since you are so anxious to send me here, we are not far away from separation. I think I should leave something with you... Well, a

piece."

At the same time, she stretched out her hand, and a blue light ball immediately emerged from her hand. Through the induction of the master-servant contract, Aranza knew that this was Longlong's soul. He suddenly felt a little nervous, and immediately held his breath and waited.

The following of the traveler. The meaning of the traveler's words was accidentally ignored by Aranza.

"Have you got the bone demon's skeleton?"

Aranza knew that this was about to resurrect Rumble. He quickly nodded to the traveler, and at the same time gently waved the finger wearing the treasury ring. After a faint light, the skeleton of the bone demon immediately appeared in front of the traveler according to his wishes.

In front of you.

The traveler took the skeleton of the bone demon and raised it in front of his eyes with one hand. The other hand was like a sharpener, whittling away at the damaged skeleton. After a while, only what was left was

A white mass just big enough to be held with one hand was left in her hand, but there was a thin layer of debris beneath her feet.

The traveler looked at the white mass in his hand with some dissatisfaction and said: "There are not many substances that can be used as soul carriers. It seems that your mount will become smaller."

Then, she tossed the white ball in her hand casually, looked at Aranza, and said, "What do you want your mount to become?"

Hearing this, Aranza was stunned for a moment, then blinked in disbelief, and asked excitedly: "Well, can we still decide what it looks like?"


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