Garen accelerated his flight, and the wind and snow around him became increasingly dense, but he always felt that the danger behind him that he could not get rid of was getting closer and closer.
"The soul ring won't lie to me. It looks like we're in big trouble!" Garen had long expected that the lack of coordination between his soul and body would cause trouble, but he didn't expect it to happen so soon.
He felt faintly anxious.
But because he was holding the ice stalagmite, he couldn't increase his speed at all. The only comfort was the large amount of potential energy flowing into his body from the ice stalagmite.
In such a short period of time, it now has some attributes.
Garen quickly added it to his speed, and he immediately felt that his speed had increased. The anxiety in his heart relaxed a little.
The white wind and snow in front of him made it impossible to see anything clearly. He didn't know which direction he was flying in, but he knew that if he didn't fly, once he was overtaken by the danger behind him, the result might not be as wonderful as he imagined.
The level of power in this world is too high, and the research on the soul is too advanced, so there is no way to hide properly.
Suddenly Garen seemed to hear something coming from behind him.
He listened attentively, then his expression suddenly changed, he slumped down, and left his original position.
laugh!
Just as he was sinking, a black light flew through the air where he was originally, bringing out a series of afterimages, breaking through the wind and snow in front of him and disappearing.
There was faint sweat on Garen's forehead. He raised his left paw, and there was a deep crack on the back of the hardest paw. It was scratched by the snowflakes shot away by the black light projectile when he was dodging just now.
"We are really in big trouble." He flapped his wings faster.
Soon he floated up and down again, avoiding the path of the black light coming back.
Holding the ice stalagmite tightly, Garen used all his strength. He flew forward quickly, not daring to stop at all. If he was a little doubtful just now, there is no need to guess now. The guy behind is terrifyingly strong, not at all now.
He can resist.
Fortunately, Garen's fighting level is too high. He has a grasp of the surrounding environment within a certain range, otherwise he would not have time to dodge the black light.
The unknown enemy behind him seemed to have realized that this move was not effective, and immediately stopped taking action and fell silent.
Garen didn't think the other party had given up.
Soon the ice stalagmite gave him some more attributes. He quickly added it to his speed. His flying speed suddenly became faster.
The enemy behind him seemed a little surprised, wondering how he kept increasing his speed.
In the wind and snow, the Pain Knight was completely black. His whole body was glowing with black light and he was flying through the snowflakes. It faintly locked onto a small thing flying in front of it. However, the wind and snow were too strong and the distance was a bit far away. So it couldn't get it done the first time.
As a result, the little thing became a little wary and sped up.
"This is no longer the speed of an ordinary young dragon." The Pain Knight was a little surprised.
However, for the Lord's order, although he could not catch up quickly, he still insisted on catching up.
Living things always get tired, but he is different
He lowered his head and glanced at a red symbol on the giant sword, hesitated for a moment, but still didn't activate it.
That is the mark of the undead. The moment he hit the claw of the little dragon, the mark was already placed on the baby dragon. As long as it is turned on, it can be instantly pulled into the blinding hell, forming a pair with itself.
In a fight to the death.
But this is the strongest ability of the Pain Knight. Once it is used, it will not be recovered until two or three hundred years. For a mutated soul, it will not be used until the last moment.
Time passed slowly, and the day passed in the blink of an eye.
Garen has absorbed all the potential of the ice stalagmite, and has thirteen more attribute points in his body. But he has not added all of them to speed, and now his speed is comparable to that of the enemies behind him. Attribute points are precious, but it is not so
It was used casually. What's more, he had a hunch that even if he focused on speed, he might not be able to get rid of the enemies behind him.
This was a premonition with no reason, but Garen believed in this feeling unconsciously.
After a full day of high-speed flying, Gallon's body was not as tired as usual, and he needed to rest.
Even though he was nourished by soul power, he still had the body of an ordinary young dragon. It was pretty good to be able to sustain his escape for such a long time.
The enemy behind him sometimes took advantage of his fatigue, slowed down, and closed the distance again, scaring Garen into hurriedly speeding up.
But he also saw the pursuer behind him.
It was an empty knight's armor, with two balls of green fire burning in the eyes, very similar to the undead knight in the inherited memory.
"I knew it! Damn it!" Garen had long expected that the anomalies in his soul would be discovered by masters of soul research, but he didn't expect this premonition to come so quickly.
As soon as I came out, I was chased by undead creatures.
He couldn't get rid of this guy at the back, and Galen didn't know what to do for a while. He had completely lost his way around here, flying everywhere in the wind and snow, and couldn't find anything to locate him. Fortunately, he was flying
It's been so long that he hasn't encountered a high-level elder monitor lizard, otherwise he would be doomed now.
howl!
Suddenly, a violent female scream suddenly sounded from behind.
A burst of green ripples instantly cleared away all the wind and snow from behind, completely penetrating the position between the knight and Garen.
The ripples hit Garen's body directly without any hindrance.
Garen suddenly stiffened and paused in mid-air for a moment.
puff!
There were tiny wounds all over his body, and white blood spattered from the wounds.
A pain originating from the depths of his soul suddenly made Galen dizzy, and he almost wanted to fall headfirst.
His heart suddenly tightened. He originally thought he could just hang there and run for his life, but he didn't expect that the guy behind him suddenly launched such a terrifying attack.
He recognizes this spell.
The seventh-level spell of Purgatory Horn is a failed imitation of the ninth-level Banshee's Wail, but it has the same terrifying lethality against the soul.
This is a special skill only possessed by the most powerful Pain Knight among the undead creatures!
"The Knight of Pain is in trouble!" Garen felt that he had suffered eight lifetimes of bad luck and encountered a seventh-level creature when he came out. He was now an ordinary fourth-level creature, but he was easily hunted down by a seventh-level creature.
Habitually holding back the pain, Garen looked at his status bar.
When he saw it, the status bar condition suddenly made his heart skip a beat.
Being tortured by the Curse of Purgatory: All attributes decrease by two points per hour, and positive energy is required to expel it. Otherwise, you can only wait for three days of rest before it is automatically lifted. If there is no positive energy to offset it, you will permanently lose an average of five attributes. Note that this curse can
Overlay.'
Actually, the average attributes were all reduced by two points!
And it wasn't just that. An unprecedented feeling of weakness continued to spread throughout his body. Garen felt as if his body was like a leaky bucket, with strength continuously flowing out.
He noticed the purgatory curse sign at the bottom at the back and screamed in his heart.
It drops by two points every hour, and in the end if there is no positive energy to offset it, an average of five points of attributes will be permanently lost!
This is simply perverted!
Once it is finally unable to be lifted voluntarily.
The total of the four attributes is a loss of twenty points! Doesn’t this mean that all the attribute points he earned this time have been wasted?
Garen even noticed that his four soul rings overlapped and had some cracks from the roar just now.
Obviously the opponent's attack is too powerful, and it is completely aimed at the soul, which is very powerful.
No wonder the powerful people in this world can even capture creatures from different dimensions and space for research at will.
"What should I do?" He felt faintly anxious. If he had planned to drag down the enemies behind him at the beginning, he completely gave up on this plan after discovering that the guy was an undead. The undead will not get tired.
And he also noticed that the last reminder of the curse is that the purgatory curse can be superimposed.
"What the hell! This damn thing can actually be superimposed!?" He wanted to curse for the first time.
If he does it once, his soul ring will crack, and he may permanently lose twenty attribute points. If he does it again, it will be fine!
He guessed that this might be because his level was too low and his physique was not strong enough, so the saving throw was not strong enough. After all, it was a seventh-level spell, and he was able to bear it as a fourth-level creature, but he was still alive. This was already very surprising in itself.
Under normal circumstances, this is a miracle. Even if the main function of the Purgatory Curse itself is not to kill the enemy with instant death, but to weaken it, for a young dragon, it is already very impressive.
It spans three levels.
Although he was flustered, Garen's years of experience allowed him to calm down instantly and suppress all unnecessary emotions.
In this case, the opponent doesn't know what method they use to locate themselves, and the failure rate of hiding is too high, so they can only escape.
But just running away would lead to death sooner or later.
The soul power in Garen's heart slowly began to vibrate. He began to carefully sense the existence of all the creatures around him. Although he could not use his soul power to explore outside his body, he still had the innate ability of the demon kings, dream control.
As one of the ancient demon kings, he encountered the most troublesome incident, that is, his abnormality was discovered by the enemy in the weakest state. In the period when the demon kings had not yet grown up, once discovered, the situation would be catastrophic.
.
Although they grow very fast, when discovered at this time, their survivability is only one or two levels higher than that of ordinary creatures of the same level.
Someone like Garen who can withstand spells that are three levels higher than himself is already very powerful.
It's like holding a balloon against a steel knife. It was able to withstand it for a while and the balloon didn't explode. It's simply a miracle!
The soul ring was shaking slowly. In the crisis, all the surrounding creatures were ordered to come out and appeared in Garen's mind. A large amount of soul power was consumed violently. But he didn't care at all. If he was still stingy with these little things at this time, what would he do?
It's really going to end.
"Down left!"
He quickly positioned his direction, and the soul ring gave him the safest guidance in the world. Although this direction was also very dangerous, it was much better than other directions.
Garen would never believe that he would die in the wind and snow so mysteriously. Since his opponent did not deal with him immediately, he obviously had other considerations. As long as there is a buffer, there will definitely be a turn for the better.
He has always believed this.
"It's been a peaceful life for too long, and I seem to have begun to relax." Garen began to reflect on himself, whether he had been living too easily and comfortably, so that he had fallen into such a desperate situation without realizing it.
The wind and snow are getting heavier and heavier.
He flapped his wings faster and pounced toward the lower left.
"You are running really fast, are you struggling in the end?" The Pain Knight sensed the young dragon in front of him from a distance and found that its speed had dropped. The original plan to release another purgatory curse slowly faded away.
"It seems it only takes a little time to capture it. No need to spend too much energy."
He glanced at the runes on the giant sword, but they were not activated after all.
He accelerated and continued to catch up.
The snow and wind in the sky was separated into a vacuum layer around him, and not a single snowflake actually touched his armor. (To be continued)