Everything in front of me seemed to be bloody, which made my spirit tense.
The psychic warlock shook his head, and the feeling on his body also made him more awake and the needle-like pain rushed into his mind from somewhere that he couldn't explain, which made him a little happy.
It's already good to have feelings and pain, at least it proves that you are still alive, have a body, and can think.
And being able to think is the greatest wealth for a psychic warlock.
He blinked his eyes to check around, but could only feel a blurred dark red. It was not until the view finally slowly turned that he could barely see something similar to the scenery. The blurred vision gradually focused, and the blood color became
The depth is deeper and the degree of emptiness is closer to the sky, but the light and darkness are uncertain, and from time to time, there are light passing by, similar to a meteor.
He slightly restrained his spirit, and he tried hard to start calling his own power. The feeling of almost empty was very bad. Even the spiritual power of the young body of the spiritual sucking monster had been consumed. As for the divine power, there was nothing left.
In order to offset the energy turbulence in that space and pass through the channel of space transfer, no one will do his best in that crisis, and it is not surprising to waste his power.
There are probably more than twenty left in the psychic point...
He slowly condensed his abilities, and increased the amplitude and showed a vitality technique.
Although the level is not high, the practicality of the psychic power is always very good. This psychic energy can add a certain amount of extra vitality to the sensible person himself, so although the pain has not subsided yet, Edward can already feel the energy resumption and finally can
Stand up again.
“It’s so fucking miserable…”
After carefully observing his surroundings and himself, he couldn't help but murmur a low voice, his left hand was broken with elbows. The flesh and blood were burned into ugly charcoal by energy, covering the wound, and the right half of the body was also covered with flesh and blood
Blur, the black robe that had been with the psychic warlock has now been completely destroyed, leaving only a small half of the cloth, which is still hanging on the shoulders.
He sighed and slowly pulled off the cloth on his right. He tore off one to wrap his arms, wrapping the rest around his waist, protecting the wound while barely covering his body.
The surroundings are very empty, and the red sky is reflected by the meteors constantly descending, and the ground is as soft as fine sand, just the black color and the occasionally dotted bone pieces, but it looks more like unknown.
What kind of ashes of creatures? At the far end of the sight, there are things shrouded in a dark red, towering into the clouds, majestic and tall gray-red brown mountains that exceed the limits of all buildings, and the unfathomable abyss on the ground, in him
A magnificent but weird, vicious, grand, incredible magnificent scene was formed in front of her. The air distortion effect caused by high temperatures made the ground look shaking. It made the mountains and Gobi in the distance, which were jagged like curved horns.
There is a certain kind of activity and unreal feeling.
Where is this?
Most importantly, where did Ariele go?
Sighing. His eyes flew across the ground and began to move along the rough marks on the sand. It was extending from around him to the distance, a shallow groove that was extremely unnatural. The place around him was blurred
The sand that is covered reflects a person's body.
So, Edward slowly accelerated his pace.
There is no blood in the drag mark, so Ariele will not be too serious if he is injured, at least healed... Occasionally, wind blows around, not big, but it is enough to push the sand, so the drag mark does not last long
, there are no footprints, or because this thing is not something you can walk, but if it is a very powerful existence, it is impossible to drag people to move.
A flying beast?
No, judging from the environment, this thing is probably an evil demon. Moreover, it is likely to be a Kwasse or a little demon. Given that it did not eat in place, there are two possible situations. If it is a Kwasse, then this is it.
There are more powerful existences nearby. They are worried that their prey will be taken away, so they leave some of the prey and take away the other part that seems to be better. If it is a little devil, then there are their companions nearby.
So no matter which one, it means you have to catch up.
The dry and hot gravel slowly becomes sharp and piloding under your feet, and the drag marks are connected from one dune to another. The environment here is actually similar to the desert. The endless scenery will confuse many details, such as the height of the terrain.
.Even the distance. The only figure of a person is particularly deep in this Gobi Desert, as if it is silhouetted.
Edward stopped when his steps went from fast to slow, and when thirst and fatigue had begun to rise.
It was not that I needed to rest, but that I saw the end of my vision, and the eye-catching white in the sand.
He frowned.
The vision of the psychic warlock is far beyond that of an ordinary person, so you don’t need to take a look to confirm the familiar body... But this vision is enough to suppress the impulse to rush up the ground is different from the fine sand that blows elsewhere.
The soil on the slope seemed to be a little softer and had signs of turning.
A clumsy trick.
After a moment, with the subtle rustling sound, a person's head gradually emerged from the sand...
It should be said that it is humanoid. The eyes are at least twice as big as ordinary people, and the flashing luster seems to divide it into dozens of faces. A scarlet tongue sticks out from its pointed mouth and licks it from time to time.
Gravel on the eyes, then two thin hands.
But the thing that was pulled out of the sand was no longer human, but the fat black hair of the insect puffed over most of his body, and then formed a shiny red belly, a part composed of skin and membrane swelled behind it.
It was dirty, and four arthropods stretched out from above, and in addition, there were also a pair of translucent wings like flies, which immediately flapped and dragged them into the air.
He cursed in a slutty manner, and his two compound eyes took turns to look forward, as if he was confirming something, but he quickly gave up and buzzed towards the people on the ground.
Then there seemed to be a squeak.
It seemed like this sound, but in fact, the monster felt a dizzy moment before he could hear it clearly. He plunged into the sand and flew around like a headless fly. Finally, he finally crawled out of the pile of dust. He raised his head to look
The other person stood there with a short sword in his hand pressing against its forehead.
"Who are you!" the monster shouted: "You dare to attack the loyal servant of the great Lord Barntulas. If you die, the Lord will immediately burn you to ashes with the fire of hell!" But this shouting
As soon as he left, the dagger had cut a large piece of skin on his forehead. So his voice immediately increased by octave: "Don't kill me! Don't kill me! Hero, don't kill me!"
Although the distance was very close, the fly-like compound eyes made him recognize that the dagger should be his weapon inserted into his waist. It was originally.
"Where is this place? Speak it slowly." The human being made a slow and low voice, and he was not familiar with the purgatory words.
"This is..." The monster's two eyes kept turning. But after a little hesitation, it was a big problem. Another piece of flesh flew out of his head, carrying green plasma, so he immediately screamed fluently: "I
...I know. This is. This is a place of chaos! It is the territory of Lord Barntulas!"
In fact, this answer is equivalent to saying nothing. In the lower interface, especially the abyss, any evil demon with power and some subordinates can claim to be the lord. If the "master" in the entire lower realm is counted, it may be even more than a nest of ants.
So the monster's sharp mouth slapped twice, as if he was going to be ready to say something, but the other party seemed to not ask. "Take all the things on you and take them out one by one."
A scabbard made of monster's skin can be added to the dagger, a belt with faint magic, and an ordinary ring. This is everything on the monster, he took it without hesitation.
Come out. Life is far more important than treasure. This is a fact that smart guys know. Moreover, this guy who looks like a human in front of him is far from being able to play tricks at will!
Why didn't I think of this when I dragged away the smell of positive energy from him and seemed to be delicious?
The monster regretted it secretly, but he quickly felt relieved. At least the other party seemed to be a newcomer, so he would definitely get benefits by just leading them. However, he could also take them to the nearby camp. Maybe he could
What are the benefits of exchanging with the merchants there...
These thoughts flashed for a moment, but immediately returned to darkness in a slight sound of "puff". The dagger pierced into his head and stirred it without hesitation. The demon's body immediately burned and turned gray, and then it slammed.
The law of the vanishing plane brings this evil soul to the Styx, or something there tells him a truth he doesn't know, never play with boring lies in front of a psychic, and a heart-borne sensation.
Edward threw down the short knife in his hand, came to Ariele, and looked carefully.
"No matter what kind of God's blessing..." He muttered, it seemed that the Serathians's servant was not in danger. Although his face was pale and his body was covered with a lot of sand, he was not seriously injured. Her breathing was weak and even.
It seems that he just fainted.
So after hesitating, Edward picked up the dagger, cut two from her white robe, twisted it into ropes, tied her between her chest and abdomen, and then walked towards the gathering place in the memory of the demon.
.
Of course, places full of monsters may be more dangerous, but they are much stronger than in this desert Gobi, at least they may get water and food.
...
"A buzz? Well, okay, of course I can sell you something, but the premise is that you have to have something to exchange. This is the only truth in the multiverse and no one can violate it."
The man raised his eyelids, and his dull eyes seemed to have looked at the human in front of him, but it did not make a sound until a long time later.
This guy with a yellow-brown anisotrope is not so much a human being, but rather a big lizard. There are obvious flippers and claws on his broad hands and feet, and on his flat yellow face, two black narrow holes that replace his nose sprayed in two black narrow holes that replaced his nose.
The hissing low whirls sprayed on Edward with a disgusting stench.
Humans can only be silent.
After trekking two kilometers on the arid Gobi Desert, he no longer had any interest in talking nonsense. What's more, the thing in front of him was also the only existence in the camp who was willing to talk to him.
"I need a pot of clean water. And a place to rest without being disturbed."
The psychic warlock said. He reached out and handed the gem ring, and handed the belt, the dagger and the magic scabbard. But this time the other party seemed to have no interest in raising his eyes: "Brother, do you think
Who am I? What does this mean to me by using only to fool those little devils? Do you know how much more expensive a pot of water is than these ragged iron here?”
"I thought the Githyankis had the ability to appreciate magic weapons that others did not have."
Of course, the Githyankis have no appreciation ability, although they are indeed a little bit short of their understanding of magic weapons. These infamous plane bandits have the greatest ability to enrich their arsenal through attacks and plunders and create various kinds of things.
Such weapons of war.
But this little flattery seemed to have played a role. The lizard-like face moved and reached out to Edward a small pottery bottle and a wooden sign: "The third single room of the third car behind, but we will be there right away
You have to set off for time. If you are not afraid of death, you can sleep until then."
The so-called camp of the demon is actually composed of more than a dozen cars, similar to a caravan. Now they are almost about to set off. However, Edward doesn't mind following them. Anyway, as long as there are only a few hours of sleep,
His strength can be restored to most of his strength, and then he will be able to go anywhere with his own strength.
As for what the flow of time was, he was even less interested in asking.
The so-called single room is full of malicious intentions in the lower realm, in fact, it is just a small room separated by a few wooden boards in a car. It is less than five feet wide and has a height of only three feet, so it can only allow one person to lie down.
That's it. And there was a greasy and disgusting smell everywhere.
But that's nothing. At least I got a closed space of my own, unlike the unlucky guys squeezed outside. There was not even a place to lie down.
He carefully placed Eriele in the corner so that she would not touch anything. He reluctantly sat down cross-legged, took the water bottle and took a sip. But he couldn't help but shake it.
The two battles with several gods had already made him extremely tired, and his physical injuries were extremely heavy... Although it didn't seem so bad on the surface, most of them were due to self-hypnosis.
Once the spirit relaxes, he feels that all his muscles are sore and tingling, as if they will fall apart immediately.
However, he still had to hold on, wet a small piece of cloth, and gently wipe Ariele's lips, allowing the dry lips to absorb some moisture.
This is the best method he can think of at the moment. Fortunately, it is quite effective for a moment. The girl has opened her eyes slightly and looked at him. "I... it doesn't matter anymore, but I just don't have much power and can't move.
.” She whispered: “Where is this place?”
Her face was pale and her voice was weak and dull, but the sound was enough to make the psychic sage:
"You, wait...Elena?"
"Yes." The girl was stunned for a moment, then showed a weak smile: "It's so amazing, I recognized it at once... Um."
The girl's eyes suddenly widened, because the man had already bent down and blocked her lips with his lips. Edward hugged her greedily and kissed her hard, as if he wanted to use the temperature of his lips and tongue to turn her into
melt.
...
After a long time, the tangled lips and tongue finally separated.
Edward widened his eyes and carefully observed the face in front of him. The girl's pale face was dyed with a layer of delicate red because of the moment of lingering. She was panting gently, but the blue eyes and the slightly weak
The aura is obviously very different from the Serathians.
Elena.
This unexpected joy made the mind whirr in the mind of the psychic warlock, but for a moment, he didn't know how to ask. "Is this..."
"It's because... Eriele's soul has been greatly damaged..." After gasping for a few light breaths, the girl whispered: "She has been overdrawing her power to protect us, maybe...
…This caused huge damage to the soul, so… she fell asleep temporarily.”
"Is that true?" Edward sighed.
If I had known this was the case...
"You want to deliberately deplete her power?"
Of course it is impossible for Edward to do something that might harm Elena if he doesn't know if Eriele will use his power to make losses. So even if he knows that method, it may not be useful.
.
"How do you know her situation""
"I probably know a little about what she knows,"
"I'm very tired, can I sleep for a while?"
A finger accurately pointed the tip of the silver blade before the latter stabbed into his body quietly. Then he turned around and avoided the sneak attack from behind. He grabbed the left hand and led the person to the air.
The female Githyanki, who had not yet figured out that her spiritual temptation had failed, caught her intimate contact. Of course, whether that flat face could arouse the interest of the demons, others did not know, but from
Looking at the loud bang of their heads, it may be difficult for them to have any good feelings. (To be continued...)