Bergman didn't know what she was singing, and she didn't even know why she thought of singing at that time.
Her hands and feet had already been frozen stiff by the cold night wind in the devil world, and her face was the same. Bergman even thought that she didn't have the strength to open her mouth. However, when she sat down on the ground regardless, her chest seemed to be even more depressed.
This feeling of suffocation forced her to inhale the cold air in order to feel a little relieved.
The biting cold air rushed into her throat, and after going around in her slender and fragile lungs, it somehow transformed into closely connected notes that jumped out of Bergman's lips.
That wasn't any negative spell that the lich was good at. Bergman didn't even know what she was singing. She was just following the rhythm of the entire forest, watching the swaying branches cast dancing shadows on the ground, following her
His chest rose and fell, taking in a big breath and exhaling, singing a strange melody.
Ner'zhul did not give Bergman a strong body, but he unexpectedly gave her a good voice. At the beginning of singing, Bergman thought he was just screaming. This behavior not only frightened the wind dog that had been following him.
There was no point in taking more than a step or two back. She didn't want to keep shouting, but her trembling voice couldn't stop no matter what.
When she finally calmed down a bit and the tremor in her voice gradually subsided, Bergman found that the breath exhaled from her mouth was no longer cold and jumping. It was no longer just a combination of notes, nor was it still fresh in her mind.
A few piano etudes, but harmonious sounds that constantly resonate with some faint magical elements.
On Bergman's part, he just instinctively followed and performed with the music flowing in his throat.
But on the side of Wind Dog, it has become a life-threatening nightmare that is approaching every step of the way.
The Lich girl's initial scream was very ordinary. The demons who were dragged away by the wind dogs in their dying state would occasionally make similar roars. But when the voice gradually became a song, every wind dog discovered that
No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't move my body even half an inch, and the cold feeling that was originally blocked by the thick fur suddenly became intense and gradually penetrated into every muscle and bone in my body.
The wind dogs began to become restless, but they did not feel any obvious changes in the magic power fluctuations in the air, and there were no signs of wind or ice magic being cast. Although they did not know what undead magic was, they kept following it.
Even though the prey is behaving strangely now, it is not casting any spells. Except for the constantly dancing light and shadow in the woods illuminated by the fragrant handkerchief, everything seems to be normal.
However, as Bergman's singing gradually became louder and louder, the eyes of the wind dogs gradually lost their sparkle.
A cold light flashed, and the big wind dog's head rolled to the ground. However, strangely, not a trace of blood was spilled.
"It turns out that Bogart's violin can also use metal strings as weapons..." This was Bergman's last thought before losing consciousness.
Bogart followed the singing and came here alone. He was not wearing his signature black attire. The clothes he wore looked like just pajamas. The reason was simple. He noticed something strange around the camp before going to bed.
Like this, the movements of mutated wind dogs are too easy to distinguish for experienced adventurers like Bogart.
Compared with the strength of the Zorro team, this kind of monster is very weak. Bogart was not worried about it at first. But the noise coming from outside was very strange. The wind dog group sounded like it was split into two for some reason.
Confused, Jia looked around the tents again, and finally found that Bergman's tent was empty.
There was neither blood nor obvious signs of struggle around the tent, but Bogart still rushed out of the camp with his violin in hand, without even having time to change his clothes.
After he killed several wind dogs outside the camp, they all fled without a trace in the blink of an eye. However, there were no traces of Bergman left where these animals gathered. The frozen soil in the forest had long been blown by the cold wind.
It was almost as hard as stone. When Bergman walked by, not only were there no footprints, but even the dead branches and leaves that he occasionally kicked away had been restored to a messy pile in the night wind.
Bogart checked several paths back and forth, but naturally found nothing. He also thought that the stubborn witch girl might have walked directly towards the depths of the woods, but before determining the location, it was impossible for him to do so.
Track the past as hard as he is on the road. As for the idea of inviting other team members to search together, Bogart has no such plan at all. These female team members under his command do get along well with each other, but who knows what will happen to them after they leave his sight?
What will happen? This is the devil's world. The so-called fair competition naturally includes many "reasonable" methods!
When Bogart was really at his wits' end, some kind of intermittent sound came faintly from a certain direction in the forest. It was mixed in the howling night wind and scattered in the forest. It sounded very much like Bergman's singing. If it weren't for
Bogart was now some distance away from the camp, and if he happened to stop at this location, he might not be able to hear the singing.
The adventurer, wearing pajamas and holding a violin, stood still and determined the origin of the singing. The sound of the sound proved that Bergman had not encountered too much misfortune yet. If he wanted to rush over as soon as possible, he must first determine the accurate location.
direction.
But when Bogart began to listen carefully, he was surprised to find that the chill on his body had increased a lot. This should have been impossible, even though he was only wearing pajamas, but with his strength, this cold wind should not happen at all.
It had no impact on him. Bogart looked around himself suspiciously and found nothing wrong. It was as if the weird feeling just now had never existed.
Somewhat baffled, he didn't think much about it, and once again focused on sensing the source of Bergman's singing. Then, the inexplicable chill appeared again...
After repeated repetitions, the experienced silver-eyed adventurer finally discovered the problem. The sudden chill in his body was actually closely related to Bergman's singing. The closer he got to Bergman, the clearer his singing, and his own
The more severe the chill, the more blood flow throughout the body tends to stagnate.
As Bogart followed the singing, he used his mental power to sense this weird singing effect. Although he did not notice any obvious magic fluctuations, under the repeated scanning of Silver Eyes' powerful mental power, he sensed another controllable effect.
The strange power of his own blood flow. Fortunately, this power is not enough to pose a threat to him.
If his judgment is not wrong, this kind of power should be the "singing power" that the legendary barbarians and Behemoth priests are good at. Although Yin Tong is a member of the demon clan, when they summon their nightmare mounts,
, whether it is ordinary summoning or absorption summoning, it is similar to Beamon's psychic war song. Although there are no Beamon priests in the demon world, there are still one or two Beamon races settled there. Bogart ventures on the mainland
When I was young, I also heard various rumors about Behemoth’s war song.
But what he could never imagine was why Bergman, who was clearly a lich, would sing a sound similar to Beamon's war song. Although the song itself was probably the result of Bergman opening his mouth unconsciously, when Bogart
When the voice finally arrived in front of Bergman, he could tell at a glance that the witch girl was in a state of confusion.
Zorro in Pajamas first killed several wind dogs nearby, and when he found that the blood in the wind dogs' bodies had indeed stagnated, his previous judgment was confirmed. Bergman seemed to have inadvertently sang a song that has a coagulation effect.
Evil war song.
Bogart knew that the girl was in poor health. Using force under such circumstances would cause far more harm to the body than the scratches and bites of the wind dog. While he was cleaning up the wind dog, he had already cast a hypnotic spell on her body.
Bergman's body. The girl's singing voice soon became lower and lower, and finally turned into unsteady breathing. Bogart stepped forward to pick up the girl and carefully inspected it, but found no obvious external or internal injuries.
, I can’t help but breathe a sigh of relief, this is really a blessing among misfortunes...
When Bergman opened her eyes, she found that she was already lying back in her tent. The thick quilt covering her body drove away the chill all over her body. The girl laughed at herself, because she knew that she still didn't have it after all.
He was able to escape because he must have been rescued by Bogart, who arrived in time. Although he was thankful that he was not killed by the wind dog, his efforts seemed to be completely in vain, and everything returned to the original state.
The girl tried to struggle to get up, but found that her body was very inoperable and extremely weak. There was a reason why the hypnosis had not failed, but Bergman had no experience in this and could not detect it. The most important thing is that
The strange singing she inadvertently sang overtaxed her energy and strength. Now Bergman didn't even have the strength to lift the quilt.
The other women in the adventure team didn't seem to know about the girl's escape trick, at least they acted ignorant of it. It was common for Bergman to fall ill due to the fatigue of the journey, and it was no longer uncommon in the Zorro team.
It happened. When the team was preparing to leave, there was no obvious movement in the tent, which meant that the girl was sick again.
So several female team members who were usually enthusiastic, or who could exchange a few words with Bergman, began to come in to help, and some people provided their usual beasts of burden. After three or two times, Bergman continued to rest, and the team continued
go ahead.
During the whole process, Captain Silver Eyes did not appear, as if he didn't know what happened last night.