After "waking up" again, what Boom saw was not the dim prison, but a lush shade of trees and spots of light.
The salty smell of the sea of rocks stung the bleeding mouth that had not yet healed. Boom lost his only black wings and put on the mage robe again.
All the way from the Hurricane Plain to the west, you can feel the gentleness of nature in the fragrance of flowers and plants, and savor the brilliance of time in the blue sky and white clouds.
The long story makes people sleepy, and the miserable experiences vary from person to person. It cannot be said that the hero's grand ambition is the grandest movement, and the little people also have complicated skills to survive.
Are you impulsive? Otherwise! Even if you place your life on the left end of the scale, even if there is an elephant on the right, since you choose to take action, you must be sure to escape unscathed.
Are you crazy? Maybe! In this world, even if blood relatives are still scheming, couples who have been together for more than ten years will part ways, childhood sweethearts will throw themselves into each other's arms, the magic moves taught by mentors are only known to everyone, and the flattery of servants is only
For gold coins.
Are you fragile? Of course! Everyone has a fragile side, just as the weakness of the king is the integrity of the territory, just as the weakness of the professional is whether the level can be further improved, just as the weakness of the merchant is the conversion rate of goods and gold coins, just as the weakness of the businessman is the conversion rate of goods and gold coins,
The weakness of the poor is the price of goods in the market area on that day, just as the weakness of the criminal is the hemp rope that threatens his life.
Are you naive? Maybe! If you didn't firmly believe in the character of the other party, why would you have traveled thousands of miles across the entire Ogu continent to come here? If you hadn't kept your promise, how would you have faced the four-winged assassin's blade and put yourself in danger?
In danger? If it weren't for the stubbornness in my heart, how could I drive the black wooden staff to draw the most dazzling flash of light in the night sky?
Are you ugly? Maybe! I have never believed in anyone, even Rikka has experienced despair. I have never recognized anyone, and even the teachings of the most powerful people have turned a deaf ear. I have never claimed to be a strong person, even if the opponent is weak.
He is kind and gentle. He never feels embarrassed. If the steel knife in his sleeve is more effective, there will be no need to wave the staff again.
Are you sad? Lost! You don’t have much talent, or you can say that you are not as good as many magic apprentices. You have never experienced family affection, so how can you give warmth to Rikka? You have never gotten along with your companions, and you have never been taught by anyone, so how should you face Ke?
Listine, a peak powerhouse of the dark system.
Are you desperate? Impossible! Despair is the mantra of eagles, just because they disdain ants or dragonflies. Despair is the idiom of mountain tigers, just because they disdain to eat mice or beetles. Despair is the chatter of nobles, only
In order to show one's full emotions, just to appear less stupid. Despair means being alone after winning the battle, rather than dying hand in hand with your companions after defeat.
Boom will not always think about the strength gap between himself and the opponent, let alone take the dark elf queen in his eyes. Because in his heart, Rikka is the first and most irreplaceable blood relative. Then he is himself.
He is the half-blood elf who is somewhat lost.
Whether it is a great mage, an ancient beast, or a relic of an ancient beast. Boom always adheres to the attitude of either completely accepting it or directly rejecting it.
As far as Perseus is concerned, although he was saved by Rikka hundreds of thousands of years ago and has always lived in the dimensional space. But in Boom's view, Perseus is just Perseus, a man with a strong appearance.
A tough guy who sits silently by the fire every day, guarding everyone’s dreams.
As far as Hastur is concerned, whether he is the gray curly-haired little boy now or the female insect contract beast in the past, in Boom's eyes, he is the same existence. Perhaps the only difference is that from the giant rock
The cradle has been replaced by a bed, but it can only communicate in common language, and it can perform many powerful secret techniques.
Boom has never thought of himself as an excellent guide, but all his companions have already accepted it readily. Boom has never thought that he is a rising star, but many of his companions are silently blessing him. What caused this situation, and the reason why
This happens, but just because Boom is Boom, he will only think according to his own "rigid theory", instead of begging for mercy when he sees the strong, and cynicizing when he sees the weak.
The shriveled and thin body is shameful to many of his strong and strong peers, but the chest full of scars looks particularly ferocious when waving the staff.
His charm is not appreciated by outsiders, but his partners are deeply attracted by his inner charm: "His impulse, his madness, his fragility, his simplicity, his ugliness, his sadness, his despair... He
The behavior of all 'people' is extremely contagious."
So much so that Rikka, Christine, Perseus, and Hastur were also affected by that unique charm, so they were willing to follow him on strange journeys again and again.
"What are you talking about? You're not trying to remind me to eat on time. Don't be anxious, because you are always with me, always jumping up and down in my mind."
The shadow of Rikka suddenly appeared in front of Boom's eyes, and he saw the little girl dancing and gesticulating with something, looking anxious.
The most unbearable thing was to see Rikka in such a situation. For the first time, Boom regretted merging with her soul. Otherwise, even if he was buried in the prison of Jackdaw City, the little girl would still be safe.
"It's better not to do these things. Now is not the time to show off your elegance. Although we have not been together for a long time, I am your brother, and you are the same as Rikka."
The second figure surprised Boom. He saw Gloria still wearing her black dress, and the crimson petals on her chest were lifelike.
Boom has never felt unfamiliar with this little girl who was condensed from the life force of six flowers. On the contrary, she is more worried about the concerns of her companions. Fortunately, Gloria is very smart and knows how to assess the situation, but she is too rigid. p>
"You have always been my half-mentor. If possible, I hope you can escape from the Pava Federation with your companions, that's all."
The third figure is naturally Christine. This mixed-blood elf holds the wand of annihilation, and the dark magic is wandering around like a substance.
Boom is most at ease with Christine, because she is the most normal among the six people in the group. At least she can be regarded as someone who can maintain a trace of calmness at critical moments. If Boom needs to entrust anyone to someone, then this person must be the one.
It's Christine, not the neurotic Gloria or the carefree Rikka.
"As expected, it's you two in the end. Perseus must obey Christine's orders. Hastur doesn't need to say more. I'm relieved."
The last two figures are Perseus and Hastur. Both brothers are the remnants of ancient ferocious beasts and are extremely powerful. But Boom is most worried that the two were born not long ago and are not used to the rules of this world.
As for the inexplicable fatal disaster.
Five figures were erratic in front of Boom's eyes. Their expressions were urgent, as if they were talking about something, but no sound was transmitted to the cochlea.
Boom saw this and did not ask any more questions. He just stared at the five companions silently, trying to imprint everyone's expressions in his heart.
Since he can't control his own life and death, he should at least ensure that his companions can survive a few more times. This is not that Boom has completely lost his fighting spirit, but his final response to his companions. The so-called blessing is not as dazzling as a shooting star, but