Gwen took off her gloves, spread her white fingers on the fire, and said happily: "Ha, now I'm not afraid of fire."
The strange pair was silent for a while. The girl took the lead and said to Ramos with her big eyes flashing: "My name is Gwen. Thank you very much for your willingness to share the camp with me."
"I'm Ramos."
"Oh! When I passed by before, I heard someone praying to you. Are you a god in the desert?"
Ramos opened his eyes and was silent for a moment: "No, I'm just a dragon turtle."
"Dragon turtle?"
Gwen looked at it in surprise, covered her mouth, and hesitated to speak.
"Well, I have never heard from the master that the dragon family has relatives like you." She said: "Are these injuries on your body caused by fighting monsters in the black mist? Do you need me to stitch up the wounds for you?
, guaranteed to be effective!”
Ramos stared at the mysterious energy surrounding Gwen. This power was indeed opposite to the power of the black mist.
It is a very rare kind of energy!
"What power is that?" He asked in a low voice.
"Hmm..." Gwen pondered after hearing this: "Maybe we can call it Black Mist Buster. What do you think of this name?"
Ramos: "..."
Gwen put her fingers into the cloth bag at her waist, twisted a thin needle, stretched out her hand, and pulled out a long blue energy thread.
"Thank you, but no need."
Instead, Ramos became vigilant. Could this girl with a very strange identity and behavior have any bad plans?
"You are so polite...eh?"
The two of them looked at the quietly flowing water at the same time. The slow water in the river bend rippled with black water ripples.
"boom!"
In an instant, a thick cloud of black mist exploded out of the water and suddenly rose into the sky.
The undead roared in the black mist, and countless shadows rushed out of the black mist, covering the entire sky in just a few breaths.
"What a nasty guy." Gwen said to herself: "The ghost is still here!"
She carefully put on her gloves, took the big scissors beside her, and held one side with one hand.
The scissors opened and closed slightly, showing a sharpness.
Ramos stood up silently. The river water would greatly reduce his power, but since he collided with it, there was no way to avoid it!
He was impressed by the sharpness revealed on Gwen's body, and he doubted that the mysterious magic scissors had the ability to cut through his carapace.
"It seems that the only way to suture your wound is to push it back, Mr. Ramos."
Gwen moved forward with dexterous dance steps, flying over Ramos like a gust of wind: "Wait until I purify all these monsters!"
A blue glow emerged from Gwen's body, separating her from the black mist. The undead even began to decay when it encountered the pure blue light.
The hem of her skirt was flying, and the huge scissors were wielded by Gwen like a light wooden stick. Ramos was surprised to find that no undead could resist her scissors!
What is the principle?
Although the energy Gwen possesses is unique, it is not considered advanced in his perception. At most, it can only be regarded as a unique magic power, but it has unparalleled lethality against the almost immortal evil spirits in the black mist.
It's moving, Ramos's heart is moving. Gu
He felt that Gwen contained the key to saving the Southern Continent.
At this moment, the leader of Ramos Cult felt the heavy burden on his shoulders and felt the dawn of Shurima!
So He roared and rolled forward: "Slamming into the sky!"
The Dragon Turtle crashed into the river bend, exploding the entire river. Water and sediment rose into the sky, turning into a short-lived downpour.
Gwen opened her mouth in shock, held her head and quickly avoided the falling mud.
"Oh my god, you are indeed a relative of the Dragon Clan!"
Ramos ran rampant on the river bed, and the black mist that spread along the river was instantly wiped out.
The evil spirit in the black mist never expected that it would be two such murderous gods that it provoked. At that moment, it wished that it could run ten times faster to avoid being hit head-on by Ramos.
Gwen was whistling on the bank of the river. When she saw some undead running madly and having no idea of the direction coming towards her, she handed them the scissors and sent them on their way.
In a moment, the river bend returned to calm, the black fog covering the sky dispersed, and the starlight illuminated the earth again.
Gwen surrounded the dragon turtle who had returned victoriously, touching here and there. A hundred questions popped up in his mouth at once, and he almost gave up the dragon turtle.
"What is the power of the blue light on your body?" Dragon Turtle asked.
"This?"
Gwen suddenly became proud after hearing this: "This is called 'Holy Mist', it must have been left to me by my master!"
"Holy Aura?"
Ramos held Gwen's palm, felt it carefully, and then sighed: "This power is indeed full of heart. No wonder it feels so gentle. It seems that you have a good master."
"That's not true!"
Ramos' words immediately hit Gwen's strike zone, and she immediately smiled like a flower: "I came to the Southern Continent just following my master's inspiration!"
Ramos was very curious about the master in Gwen's mouth, so he lit a bonfire again and let Gwen roast the clothes that were wet by the river water.
Gwen picked up a few fried fish, processed them briefly, strung them on strings and grilled them on the fire.
"You said you came here following your master's aura, then who is your master?" Ramos then asked: "I have lived in the Southern Continent for a long time, maybe I can help you."
"ah!"
Gwen's eyes lit up when she heard this: "That's really great. My master... is the most virtuous and virtuous queen in the world. Her name is Isulde!"
"Isolde?"
Ramos frowned, as if he had heard this name from the wind blowing from afar.
queen?
Could it be the former wife of the Emperor of Shurima?
Because of Azir's return, she also recovered?
He said slowly: "If it is the queen, maybe I know who you are looking for and I can take you to find her."
Upon hearing this, Gwen immediately waved her fists excitedly and jumped three feet high, almost falling upside down.