"Break his skin, muscles, and bones? With my current strength, he can't do it at all! His flesh is too thick, just like a strong leather covering the steel, and I can feel that his recovery ability is quite strong. As long as the "sorrow" and "old power" around him do not dissipate, it will be difficult for me to destroy the body of "Pramini's "Sorrow" to keep up with its recovery speed."

Wright turned his back to the "future", clasped his hands tightly, staring at the "Pramini's Sorrow" that was slowly getting up again in front of him, and said:

"If it were to cut off its limbs, it might be possible. But, can you still recall more specific contents of the 'future'? For example, how to cut off its limbs and what should you pay attention to when launching an attack on it?"

"It seems... there is." "The Future" forced the heart with an increasingly rapid beating rate and the pain that gradually spread from the chest to the limbs. He quietly wiped away the nose bleeding that was gurgling like a stream, continued to activate the "old memories", read and read out the information in his memory at the same time:

"The Guide to Existing Monsters in the Red Storm Area"... Page 284, "Pramini's Axe"... No, it should be the "Pramini's Sadness". Yes, it is here. The effect of "Breath of Change" makes those brains and nerves extremely sensitive and fragile. As long as the attack of external forces reaches, it will die again.

"But the four limbs actually present four completely different states, trees, steel, beasts and humans, which represent the entire steam age. According to the description of the [warriors] of the Federal Council's Northern Defense Corps stationed here, they had seen a human-shaped monster outside the "wind wall" guarding the "Red Fantasy Relics."

"Human-shaped monster?" Wright said curiously, a faint feeling of anxiety in his heart.

"Yes, the humanoid monster has eight tentacles like a crocodile tail, which is as high as the Federation warriors. Its body is glowing with a red halo, and its eyes are scarlet, illuminating a terrifying red glow. Its outfit is similar to the Federal Guards. The Federation [Warrior] almost recognized the wrong person. However, after divination, the psychic man who understood the law of "Sequence Cards" believed that this humanoid monster had the power to defeat the "Sort of Pramini"..." As the "Future" said, he looked up at Wright, and repeatedly looked at the contents of "Old Memories" through his right eye.

It seems... the description in the Guide has some similarities with Wright standing in front of him.

The scene was a little awkward, but soon, the "Pramini Sorrow" who recovered from a brief dizziness raised the huge cannon tube covered with red sticky liquid and limb fragments again. After a few heavy trampling sounds, the muzzle pointed at Wright's body.

This time, the two dragon-like wings of "The Sorrow of Pramini" flapped desperately, emitting a strong green wind. On the one hand, it cooled down the cannon barrel, and on the other hand, it made it difficult for Wright to jump from the air to get close.

The "Sorrow of Pramini" who seemed to have completely recovered was extremely angry at Wright's close attack, but it retained a lot of intelligence and magic power belonging to the god "Lord of Eternal Red".

The limbs of this big monster were bent and inserted into the ground made of yellow sand in turn. While almost completely integrated with it, it also turned itself into a circular turret with a very stable chassis.

The strong and hard arms support the body, and the loose flesh and furry skin on the surface completely covered the four limbs. The transparent, viscous or scarlet liquid from the sunken crater-like wounds gushed out like spring water, but after completely covering the four limbs, solidifying, forming a solid layer of armor like resin.

All of this is extremely fast, and it does not exceed fifteen seconds in total.

Therefore, Wright, who felt the fluctuations and changes in the surrounding magic power, came to an obvious conclusion: "This guy was afraid, but he was extremely clear about his weaknesses. In order to achieve complete victory, he had begun to borrow 'old power' without any consequences."

Even though his opponent spared no effort to use the "old power", Wright did not want to overdraw his red magic power.

In that dream in the town of Migov in the Sunne Empire, the clone of the "Daughter of Mechanical Yuan" once warned him not to overdraw the red magic source power, otherwise he would fall into madness and completely forget his human identity.

After all, the ultimate power cannot come from ordinary creatures. Under the constraints of the Creator's supreme and inertia, the more human nature and "divine nature" are destroyed, the more crazy the spirit is, the easier it is to create extremely powerful power.

Reason only allows you to live as a human being, that's all. Only complete madness can release the power hidden deep in the soul and genes.

Bang!

The sound of red shells mixed with Mars from the mouth of the huge cannon shattered Wright's memories and quickly returned to reality.

Wright desperately surged the red magic power that could still be used in his body, condensed on the "Dark Touch" behind him, making it "bloom" around like a chrysanthemum. At the same time, the once again filled magic power made Wright condense a "Red Kimber Eagle Shield" that was enough to cover all his body to resist the attack of shells.

However, this time, the shell mixed with the "old aura" became even more powerful, and it instantly broke the "Red Kimber Eagle Shield". The splashed gravel penetrated Wright's left arm, making him unable to continue to maintain the existence of the shield due to pain.

Without caring about the bloody arm, the second and third shells followed one after another like hail. Wright had to use a "dark touch" to hug the "future", jumped desperately behind, constantly avoiding the attack like a meteor shower.

The excessive condensation of the "old power" has completely lost its trace of the anxious sun, just as the world and the universe are experiencing a darkest disease, nurturing death and disaster in a darkness that "covers the sky and the sun".

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However, the only comforting thing is that the world in the "Red Fantasy Relic" may be real or false. The huge pits smashed by the bomb explosion will soon be filled with the yellow sand brought by the wind, but the lingering anxiety and rotten smell will not dissipate until the Creator disappears.

Fortunately, the "Ancient Power" cannot be used continuously without restraint. After pouring more than a hundred shells into this yellow sand land covered in darkness, the dragon clan's wings of "Pramini's Sorrow" finally stopped flapping, but curled up on both sides of the body to make a protective state.

It uses limbs to support the body to bend further, completely showing a kneeling posture, curling inward with the huge cannon tube on its back, temporarily stopping the attack.

Taking advantage of this wonderful breathing opportunity, Wright placed the "future" behind a huge rock, looking at the "Pramini's sorrow" with a warning, and asked with his back to the "future":

"Remember it?'Future'. Is there a way to cut off its limbs?"

"There is indeed another sentence after the entry of the 'The Sadness of Pramini', but that is Aidari's Prophecy Psalm. I remember that I read it in... I read it in Kanosque's Hongtai, called "The Rise of Order". It is called: 'The sand of the black sun cannot be buried [Order], steam and killing cannot be blocked; the fate of the machinery listens to the wail of pain, and the broken spear goes to the rebirth of the world.'" "The Future" answered:

"There is nothing behind... Lord Wright, that's another entry in the "Guidelines".

"This prophetic poem seems to be positive, and I can feel a positive emotion from it. But we need some help to reach the 'rebirth', right? But who else will appear here now? Are the Dark who promised me to come here in the gray dream, or those in the Cruise-derived army?" Wright thought, but did not notice the abnormality of the "future" behind him.

In fact, "The Future" was indeed relieved after repeating the content of "Old Memories and Visions". Just when he was about to completely escape from the anodised plane, he realized that his face, chest, arms, and thighs were already covered with scarlet blood.

I reached out and felt wet.

Moreover, even though the "old power" and dark magic source power were removed, his right eye, which had just been obtaining information from the memory world, was still pitch black and seemed to have completely lost its function.

Immediately afterwards, "Future" saw that his heart flashed a few strong blue light and suddenly extinguished, making a rumbling sound of mechanical damage, completely losing the blue light exclusive to the Lost, and constantly emitting green "life aura" spots like fireflies.

"Finally... is it time?" "The Future" felt an unprecedented fatigue and sleepiness, and all his strength fell to the ground as if he was pulled away.

However, his back was leaning against the huge rock behind him, allowing his gaze to look at the sky.

"It should be... forcibly maintaining the 'old memory vision' is exhausted...my power. Forcefully connect the ectopic plane with much slower flow of time with reality, and it will consume vitality at a rate of thousands of times. No wonder... no wonder my brother 'Feng Mine' told me that 'old memory vision' is a skill that is enough to make the lost die." "Future" smiled bitterly and said to himself:

"Brother... the brother who has become the 'Pramini Axe' is probably still in the camp of the 'Chaos Group'. But he must have been out of this painful and hopeless world. His broken and ugly body has remained here, and his soul must have followed the Lord to the magnificent kingdom of heaven."

As the power belonging to the Lost is rapidly lost, the "old" and magic power are rapidly eliminated, and the eyes of the "future" finally changed from dark purple and dark to the normal brown of the Cruzdians.

The dark mark on his forehead that brought strength and disaster to him finally disappeared at this moment, and countless green "life aura" light spots also turned into countless "lights" that brought civilization and hope to mankind.

They dispel the darkness that seemed to have been condensed for billions of years, enough to allow all humans who struggled in the wasteland to suffer death, hunger, pain, madness and confusion to find the direction of heaven in the long night.

"Future", no, two completely different memories began to echo in front of Constantino Ryan's eyes, and the revolving lantern-like images kept flashing in front of him, and at the same time, the surrounding world began to become brighter.

The anxious sun hangs high above the dome like a roulette again, and the pleasant twitching of creatures surrounds his ears again. The plants seem to break through the shackles of yellow sand and "virus" and drill out from the realm of nothingness again, returning to nature. The dry river is once again filled with water sources, emitting a refreshing and intoxicating natural smell.

The dark and dull breath seemed to disappear completely at this moment. Repression, fear and pain could no longer be felt by him. A small smoke symbolizing prosperity emerged from the chimney in the distance, and the distant whistle slowly "come" with the train that greeted him from the miserable world.

"Kitan Ris... is too far away from me, and the pain of war... is so close. Perhaps, it is not really possible to reach the dreamy East to be saved. Death is also a way to escape from the long night of the wasteland." "The Future" said, and a smile called "happiness" gradually rose from the corner of his mouth.

Soon, the steaming train stopped above the tracks and platforms that suddenly appeared in front of him. A man wearing a cotton cloak with a sunflower pattern embroidered with golden silk thread and a Cruzard court style walked out of the carriage and came to the front of the huge rock where "future" was sitting.

He smiled and squatted down, stretched out his rough right hand to stroke the "future" face, and then pulled the "future" up, saying in a gentle and doting voice:

"Let's go, the train is about to start, and follow it, we can go to a world better than Khitan Ris, where the land is abundant, milk and honey flowing in the river, the sun will never set, and we will never encounter death, pain, disaster and deception. That is... the Creator created - the place of eternal happiness."
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