Chapter 770 The obsession with rebirth after bloodshed
His hands were trembling more and more, and the black robe had already been wetted with cold sweat. The magic power fluctuated so weakly that it seemed that it would stop suddenly in the next second. The giant plant in front of him stopped growing and was showing signs of collapse.
The last trace of magic stored in the black wood staff was released, and then it fell into Boom's hands unwillingly, and could no longer provide any assistance to its owner. Upon seeing this, Boom slowly lowered his arm, and the magic crystal was consumed.
Even the magic power stored in the black wood staff has been exhausted. In the face of such huge despair, what can I do and what way can I find.
With this palpitating feeling again, Boom sat down silently, no longer paying attention to the magic plants that he had worked hard to maintain before. Just as he was very familiar with the Miracle Plains and the Augu King City outside, although those painful memories were due to
Rikka has completely changed, but they have always been huddled in a corner, dormant secretly, waiting for the day when they will erode Boom's thinking again.
The wooden houses, the monastery, the gorgeous robes and carriages of the nobles, the undisguised contempt of the shopkeepers. The smell of the trash can is like yesterday, the scene of my companions being arrested in the black cell is still fresh in my memory, and the moldy black bread is the most delicious
There are "unlimited business opportunities" in the attractive and noisy market area.
Boom would be so excited that he could not sleep because of a robe that had been discarded by others. He would be grateful for finding some minced meat from the leftovers. He would be indignant because there was no meat in the alms soup at the monastery.
Chattering in the cold morning wind.
But this is the life of little people. Although they are all different, their essences are similar. Either they waste time on trivial things all day long, or they huddle in a wooden house and feel sorry for themselves, or they store all the good things in their dreams.
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But this kind of life changed on a dark rainy night. The life of an old nobleman was hanging by a thread, a mysterious dome, and a parchment that recorded space spells. Boom ignored the lucky girl's curtain, but
As the days passed, he finally became a magician, had relatives, and accepted these changes that appeared out of thin air.
The steel knife changed owners, and the Wonderful House was his new home. He owned the black wood staff and also crushed the first magic crystal. Whether he was escaping from the King of Ogu, heading to the High Garden of Xise, or being alone in the frozen continent
Struggling silently. What Boom is most afraid of is not that he will not be able to become a great mage in the end, nor whether life will return to the past. It is losing Rikka, his only relative, and retracting himself into a wooden house, smelling the musty smell.
Sleep with the stench.
I don’t want to go back to the painful years when I had to fight with my life for half a piece of black bread, and I don’t want to die of old age in the King of Ogu, even if I finally enjoy a peaceful old age as predicted by my previous dream.
The dark space is despairing and at a loss as to what to do, and it makes people remember all the fears buried deep in their hearts. The heartbeat becomes more and more harsh, and a strange smile appears on the corner of Boom's mouth, and then more memory fragments quickly appear in front of his eyes. p>
The Rikka who broke out of the shell is so weak and helpless, the Rikka in the wooden house is so pitiful, the Rikka in the black market is so obedient, and the Rikka on the unknown hill is so fearless and awe-inspiring.
It seems like it was just yesterday in the small courtyard of Sisai High Court. The dark elf opposite the door was kind and friendly. Christine and the female insect contract beast finally became partners, and finally stepped into the ogre tundra with herself.
However, the chirping of insects in Nightingale Grassland will not be interrupted by this. Pastor Lulu's naivete is still heart-stopping, and the scene of her disappearing in the morning light is Boom's biggest regret.
Rebecca, a girl from the nomadic tribe, is wearing a bearskin blanket, and the exquisite eternal hourglass on her chest has now arrived in the land of shadows, and is silently waiting to reunite with the Boom brothers and sisters.
Perseverance, calmness, relief, and fearlessness. These extremely beautiful things turned into invisible pressure, making Boom feel restless every time he thought about it.
"Brother, this is the meat soup that I cooked. Try it. If you like it, I will make more in the future." Liuhua asked with a smile, holding his hands behind his back. And the little hands that were shrunk behind his back were on them.
But full of scars.
"Boom, I am leaving today. Cherish the people in front of you. Cisse High Court is not your end." Christine put away the giant rock cradle, then smiled faintly and walked out of the alley.
"Goodbye Brother Boom and Sister Rikka, I must live well in the future. This is my last wish!" Pastor Lulu turned into countless spots of light, adding countless regrets to the originally cold morning light.
"I will go to that land of shadows, and I will arrive as a nomadic tribe, and wait there for the arrival of Brother Bum and Sister Rikka. Rebecca waved her hand, and her figure disappeared in an instant."
The messy memory fragments were raging like a blizzard. Boom felt like he had a splitting headache and his consciousness was getting duller. But it was the appearance of these memories that forced him to move on.
The original black pupils were gradually replaced by scarlet, and traces of saliva flowed from the corners of the mouth, and the slimy appearance was annoying. The bowed-down state was a negative lesson for any etiquette, and the increasingly heavy breathing echoed in the darkness.
An inexplicable force of pressure appeared without a trace.
"It's not enough! I feel a little hungry now, and I miss the meat soup cooked by Rikka very much!" Boom's voice was very hoarse, and as he blurted out these words, he became insane and bulimic at the same time.
"What the hell is the power of life? I don't have the strength to drive it, let alone how to drive it!"
"But I understand that the essence of these things is just an equivalent exchange of life and prayer. So, now I plan to pay with my life, but I hope that I can get what I want!"
"A mere manifestation of magic dares to prevent me from returning to the world! But living in darkness and fear, you actually think that I will succumb to this!"
Two lines of blood and tears poured down his cheeks. However, in this extreme state, Boom could no longer feel hesitant and ashamed. At this moment, in his mind, only Rikka's blurry figure exuded fluorescence.
,Only Rikka can get Boom out of this state.
The restless blood burst countless blood vessels, and the petal magic pattern array in the palms of his hands became more and more dazzling. The magic power that appeared out of thin air activated the black wood staff again, and then the giant plant slowly spread upwards, and all the buds on the surface bloomed.
Come on.
Thousands of magic lines are constantly intertwined and overlapping, and the black robe on the chest has long been soaked, but the initiator is not sweat, but the blood spurting from Boom's mouth.
The hot fire magic made him more violent, the cold water magic solidified all his thoughts, the invisible wind magic blocked his steps, and the thick earth magic stabilized the entire dark space, but it seemed
Tottering.
"That's good, but it's a pity that after paying so much, I got nothing."
"But compared to being able to meet them again, these hardships naturally seem insignificant."
"The cage fire is swaying, the water is rippling, the wind is roaring, landslides are exploding, the magic strings are off track, and the obsession of blood rebirth, in my name, attack the magic circle!"
Accompanied by Boom's chanting of mantras, he finally broke through the darkness, and then turned into a ball of white light and disappeared. The Miracle Plain in the dream remained calm, and the Aogu King City shrouded in mist was naturally closed to strangers.