Chapter 964 A world of two! Tonight they become a couple!
Time froze instantly after Boom and Rikka left the Wonderful House. Except for the occasional noise from the flames in the fireplace, it seemed eerily silent.
Christine's black robe at this moment was stained with a mixture of mud and hungry locust corpses, and her hair, which had always been hanging down, was as frizzy as seaweed.
Hastur, the soul butterfly, is sitting a few feet away. Although he has only been born for a few hours, he seems far more polite and decent than many people. At least the mixed-blood elf Christine can't find anything wrong with him at all.<
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Looking at the bright red color in the other person's right eye, Christine felt that the other person was her biological brother, a being of fused blood. But when she slowly moved her gaze to the other person's left eye, she felt an unexplained feeling in her heart.
Colic pain, tears can no longer be suppressed, crackling and dripping down.
If it weren't for the purpose of condensing the so-called "pregnant spirit urn", Hastur, the soul butterfly, would not have retained such beast characteristics. Moreover, the opponent also consumed a lot of life force, which in Christine's opinion was even more unreasonable.
It’s worth it, but it’s absolutely unacceptable.
The flames in the fireplace made those gray curly hair shine, and the leather armor imprinted with ancient elven inscriptions moved slowly, and in the end it was indistinguishable from the black robe. The soul butterfly Hastur didn't know how to respond to Christine's words.
With this kind of emotion, I had no choice but to hug the other person, hoping that my body temperature could melt away all doubts.
Christine's body trembled slightly. Although she has lived for more than four hundred years, no one has had such close contact with her except her parents. The two heartbeats gradually merged into one, and the faint fragrance of flowers
Flowing into the soul butterfly Hastur's nasal cavity, the cold touch was Christine's only gain.
With a satisfying sense of belonging, Hasta the Soul Butterfly feels that he is the happiest person at this moment. Not only does he have a wonderful house above his head to protect him from the wind and rain, but the owner is still as kind as before.
The last worry in her heart dissipated. After Christine re-established a contract with the other party, she naturally sensed the strong vitality of the other party at this moment. It was by no means inferior to her own great mage-like existence. At least she would not do it again.
Whether the other party can survive is tossing and turning.
The tears fell, and then flowed into the soul butterfly Hastur's left eye insect nest. Christine looked at the opponent's eye at close range, but she could not make it return to its normal appearance. And those eyes
The black light that always lingers within it also always exudes an aura comparable to that of an ancient ferocious beast, but it is difficult for Christine to take action.
On the branches of the moon, perhaps because the hungry locusts had completely disappeared, the entire camp of the beasts' habitat once again became noisy and chaotic. The night owl flew across the sky, and the owl that flew from Wudun City had already been removed.
Letterhead.
"Let's just sit like this, it's so boring!" Rikka said bitterly, and then threw the last pig bone into the bonfire.
Although the little girl also cares about Christine very much, her energy is limited and she cannot always be on high alert. Her tan skin has long since faded, and her double blades have turned into arms at some point, and because of the whole day
Exhausting her energy to sense the enemy, she actually looked drowsy at the moment, as if she had completely lost her ability to fight.
"Go to sleep, and I will take over for my brother when I wake up tomorrow. Thank you for your hard work, Rikka. After these things pass, I will roast pig intestines for you."
Boom hugged Rikka with his backhand, and then wrapped the little girl with the animal skin. Rikka seemed to be unable to hold on any longer. Since she just opened her mouth without making any sound, she fell asleep.
"Perseus, immediately transform into the 'Gangman Tree House', and then you only have to do one thing, and that is to ensure Rikka's safety!"
Boom turned to look at Perseus and said softly. In Boom's heart, Rikka was always superior to everyone, including himself, so he didn't want to see Rikka so weak, let alone see him.
What danger did Rikka suffer because of this weakness?
"As you command! I will definitely protect my master, please rest assured, Lord Boom!" Perseus said without any nonsense after hearing this, he directly transformed into the "Gangman Tree House" and wrapped Rikka in it.
Boom nodded with satisfaction when he saw this, and then he made some tea and sat silently outside the Wonder House and the Hanging Tree House. As a former orphan in the royal city, Boom would not become mentally depressed just because he stayed up all night. And in comparison,
Despite Christine's gaffes and Rikka's impatience, Boom seemed the calmest.
The water evaporated by the scorching sun returns to the battlefield, the setting sun blows the horn of the decisive battle, and the night reveals a team of invincible vanguard soldiers.
On the branches of the moon, Boom was always sitting outside the Wonderful House, always holding the black wooden staff tightly. The sound of Rikka's teeth grinding echoed in the Hanging Tree House, but the animal skin blanket was always covering the little girl. p>
Christine and Soul Butterfly Hastur have not spoken to each other all day long, but they are quickly becoming familiar with each other, which is the embodiment of the fusion of two body temperatures.
"Actually, I planned to end my life completely more than four hundred years ago. The Chaotic Sacred Vine Swamp was not the best choice, and those contracted beast eggs were also extremely weak!"
"But in the end I was taken in by you, but I was always in nymph form, unable to fully express my unwillingness and expectations!"
"Then the elven civil war broke out, and Master you came to the battlefield in person, so I had no choice but to try my best to help. Fortunately, the opponent's strength was mediocre, and you didn't suffer any damage."
"Then you took me to the West Sai High Court, and then met Master Boom and Master Rikka. This was also the starting point of my awakening."
"Although Master Boom is a space magician, in my eyes she is just a powerful human being. But Master Rikka is different, because she brings me a fear that comes from the depths of my soul."
"It is an absolutely unquestionable dominance, a sense of oppression from the depths of the soul, and a warning that can make the blood in the whole body coagulate!"
"It was only after Rikka-sama stepped into the courtyard that day that I understood the difference between ancient ferocious beasts and relics, but this also started the 'awakening ceremony'!"
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"As an ancient ferocious beast, Rikka-sama grows very quickly in terms of strength and intelligence. But a relic like me will be much slower, and in the end it will never be able to break through that shackles, no matter how strong it becomes.
He is the other party’s natural servant!”
"But this situation is normal. The strong is the strong, and the weak will either bow down or be torn apart by the other party! And I am also willing to serve Rikka-sama, she is very good to me!"
After saying this, Hastur the Soul Butterfly started to read a book in Common Language. Because even though he was only born a short time ago, he understood that Elvish language is not the mainstream, it's just that everyone adapts to themselves.
When Christine heard this, she neither refuted nor showed any resentment towards Rikka. Although she was a great mage, she also understood that she could not control higher-level rules.
Those ancient ferocious beasts cannot be judged by common sense. Just like the giant wolf Fenir spent his life force to create a daughter (Foresta) for no reason, just like the mermaid Scylla killed the Siren, just like Rikka
I will only obey Boom's decision.
There was no snoring or grinding of teeth. The soul butterfly Hastur finally fell asleep in Christine's arms, but the insect nest in his left eye was always filled with black light.
The camp where all the beasts live has long since returned to normal, but no one dares to approach the Wonder House as far as the eye can see. Boom leaned against the Hanging Tree Tree House, and although his eyes were bloodshot, he still held the black wooden staff tightly.
Faint fluorescent light kept spewing out. It is estimated that whoever dares to approach rashly will first suffer the wrath of the strangling circle. For his companions, Boom has never thought about the cost, because doing so is the best way to treat the word "companion".