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Chapter 105: Bear Car Playing Bear Man/Gwen Playing Emotions [4D]

The March rays in the sky illuminate the earth close to daylight.

The moonlight was bright, and the vegetation on both sides of the road could clearly be counted as to how many branches there were.

The bear cart dragged by two Utopian giant wooden bears was speeding on the dilapidated old road. The noise made by the rolling wheels and the performance of the heavy bear cart almost flying made even monsters walking at night dare not block the middle of the road.

.

"There's no such thing as an enemy driving a carriage at super high speed and getting hit by a hidden mine."

Gwen refused to look outside the car to avoid getting dizzy.

Sitting opposite him was Mihira, a beautiful boy with a rat and a dragon.

He looked calm and composed, holding a Utopia meat roll that smelled of delicious toast in one hand and chewing on it.

It was a cheese roll-like roll, with toasted bread on the outside, meat with a huge amount of cheese on the inside, and sprinkled with sea salt, pepper and seaweed toppings that were considered quite luxurious in Utopia.

, fragrant and tastes great.

Click.

Mihaila opened her small mouth and took a hard bite, causing her face and cheeks to bulge out. At the same time, her other hand was holding a roll of newspaper. She didn't know how he could read the newspaper in such a bumpy car.

of.

You can vaguely hear his cheeks bulging, his mouth full of things, and still muttering:

"The gravel in the Black Temple is expensive again..."

"Maja!"

"Aconitum aconite is also expensive..."

"Maja!"

Maja is a Utopian swear word. It is simple and easy to understand. It has the same status as Sukabule, wcnm, and Fake oil in the world of national curses. Moreover, although Maja is a Shade language of the Utopian language branch, it is gradually different from 'kale'.

Like 'lag', maja replaces polysyllabic utopian expletives like 'prapsputa' (Lute) with a short, punchy pronunciation.

Mihaila does not trade in stocks, but he trades in futures.

This brother's level in futures is similar to Gwen's level in A-shares. The two brothers drove to the stock exchange on the first day, took the bus the next day, and took the No. 11 train to go there on the third day.

, the kind where you can chat on the rooftop on the fourth day.

When Gwen was hesitating whether to gossip with Mihayla, a naive voice next to her rang:

"Suka! (Suka in Utopian is also a curse word) No wonder this car is so cheap! That cheap bear who looks like a kobold hybrid... Ouch!"

Gwen looked over and saw Xiong Xiong sitting down on the back of the seat and falling into the trunk of the car in a rather embarrassed state.

Five or six potatoes fell out and bounced on his round belly.

It really fully illustrates the fact that creatures like bears still have to stand firmly on the ground to stand firm.

Then Mihayla next to her put down her book, tilted her head, and mocked with a cute and ridiculous look:

"Even a cute and beautiful boy like Mihaila knows that no one will lower the price for you for no reason, hehe. But who calls Mihaila a good girl? If Mr. Huita wants to sell you a ticket

If you are causing trouble..."

The corners of his mouth cracked, and he made a sinister sound accompanied by gasping:

"...Can I go with you? Don't look at me like this, I'm very good at collecting debts."

"Thanks…"

Before Hui Ta finished speaking, the car bumped again. The sack above the bear's face tilted in his direction, and the potatoes rushed down like water from a waterfall, drowning the frightened bear's face.

Dong dong dong...

Huita's thick thighs were raised twice, as if a live fish turned into a dead fish on the ground, and then hung down after about a second or two.

"this……"

Gwen was stunned and gaped. This Xiong had been a performance art host in his previous life, and he would probably be popular.

He then looked to the side and met Mihaira's doubtful expression.

"You can ask any questions, but I don't necessarily know how to answer them."

"Then Mihayla wants to ask."

He stretched out his palm and gently patted Huita's knee.

With a thud, Huita's feet hit the roof of the car, and Gwen dodged to the side. He only heard a snapping sound. He looked up and saw some sawdust falling from above. He heard another snapping sound and looked down.

First, I saw Huita's big feet, let alone size 46 shoes, and the scenery on the ground that kept going back, and heard the whooshing cold wind blowing in.

One heel made a hole in the car floor.

Good guy, my knee-jerk reflex is twitching, this gray tower's reflex is Suka's leg-raising, and this horse's jumping reflex is right? Or is this the tough young version of Tsunade in Naruto Ultimate Storm?

Two consecutive painful legs?

"...What Mihayla wants to ask is, are you really a secret agent? Not a circus?"

Mihayla, a soul-burning person, has a lot of experience in life, but this scene before her has never been seen before.

Sokka, I almost laughed out loud.

"...I was very sure at first, but now I'm not sure."

Gwen was amused by Gray Tower, who is a comedian and circus clown and a circus bear who jumps through fire hoops. It must be said that Bear's play is really a play.

His uncertain words made Mihaila blink, and said with a smile: "Forget it, Brother Huita is a nice person."

elder brother?

Gwen took a closer look at the two of them. It cannot be said that they are very different. At least one was born in Rome and the other was born as a mule. One has been a nobleman all his life, and the other has been a kneeling clan all his life.



Drag out the playful bear.

The smell of potatoes in this car is indeed a bit overwhelming. Thanks to the excellent ventilation of this car, even the floor is leaking air. Otherwise, Gwen might have considered going out and riding a bear directly.

Huita was already in a state of meditation with his eyes closed.

"That's all the Shades."

As Mihayla spoke, she took out a small cowhide pot from the leather belt on her thigh, unscrewed the silver-inlaid cork, and a strong smell of alcohol immediately spread.

Huita, whose eyes were closed like a dead fish, opened them immediately.

resurrection!

Gwen mentally matched this picture with black bold font [Bear's Resurrection!].

"What a fragrant wine, oh, this is... Maja, I almost fainted from the potato smoke just now!"

After taking a few breaths, Huita started to complain.

However, he mostly joked. Although the smell of potatoes piled together was impressive, it was not enough to stun a Source Power user.

Then he sniffed.

A light burst out from his eyes:

"Your wine smells like a lot of medicinal herbs have been added to it?"

Medicinal wine!

This term popped into Gwen's mind.

When he returned to the train, he thought again about the strange matter of where Mihaila's martial arts came from.

Longwin and Karl made plans together.

Mind Flayer Grid also curiously put forward several conjectures, the most reliable of which is:

【The Witch's Ruins】

Things like "Innate Righteous Qigong" were unearthed in the Witch's ruins.

And then occasionally there are Utopians who have the talent to learn...

"It's just medicinal wine."

Mihaila suddenly said a piece of Chinese that made Gwen almost break into a cold sweat:

"Kun'aomu, two liang and four qian; Northern Han Dynasty monkshood, six qian; Arcane wolfberry, one liang and six qian..."

The enunciation is clear and has a bit of Sichuan flavor.

Just when Gwen doubted whether the other party understood Chinese, Mihaila smiled sweetly and said:

"...This ancient witch language hides the secret of the formula. It took Mihayla a long time to find enough materials to brew this medicinal wine."

Huita nodded, clapped his hands, and smelled it again.

There is a smile on every face.

Mihayla also had a smile on her face, and then...

Gubo.

He pushed the cork back in and tightened it.

"Ah, this...ah?"

The whole bear in Huita was confused, pointing at the small cowhide pot.

Isn’t the normal routine to treat us to a drink to open our eyes?

Didn't expect wow...

He reluctantly learned the Curse Blade Gonghuo method:

"It sounds really delicious. I wonder if Gwen has ever drank similar wine?"

"..."

Such obvious words of support for the fire are astonishing.

Gwen didn't take the issue.

"Did you learn all these skills from the witch's ruins?"

"Mihira's technique? Oh~ it's a secret."

Mihaila smiles charmingly.

"Since it's a secret, it doesn't matter. If you want to share a secret that day, I'm willing to spend some time listening to it."

Gwen looked out the window and saw the cracks on the wall of the car, feeling a little bad.

"This car..."

Huita asked: "What's wrong with this car?"

"This car looks like it's going to collapse."

As soon as Gwen finished speaking, he heard a scratching sound, and several parallel cracks appeared on the left and right of the carriage, centered on the hole made by the heel of the gray tower.

Only a snap was heard.

The figures of Mihaila and Huita quickly floated back and retreated.

It turned out that the carriage was broken into two parts, front and rear.

Naturally, the back half of where Huita and Mihayla were sitting ran out of power and stopped.

The rear half fell forward, and Huita was thrown out of the car first. It rolled forward twice and used the belly braking method in seal racing.

Mihaila jumped out freely and freely, pulled the brass horn pillar on the roof of the car with her tail, and gracefully spun a circle in the air. She spun around in the air for more than ten times like a ballet dancer dancing on a pole, and then landed.

.

It deserves the word 'good'.

But Gwen sat in the front half without the drag from the rear, and those two bears almost pulled the front half of the carriage flying!

He also fell forward, but after landing, he summoned a belt composed of silver strings and put it on the two bears.

After turning around, he planted his heels firmly on the ground and grabbed the silver belt with both hands.

Suddenly.

The silver belt was stretched as straight as the steel cable of a crane. It clicked into the outer wall of the car, pressing the thick wood into the car by two points.

It was also dug into the thick bear skin and scratched the fat.

The two bears were in pain, roared, and moved forward with brute strength.

But it was as if the movie had pressed a freeze button. No matter how hard the two bears exerted, the car behind and Gwen did not move at all. Instead, the silver belt tightened tighter and tighter. After returning in vain, the two bears finally used their brains.

He stopped, whined unwillingly, growled twice and took two steps back.

Only then did the silver straps that were tied into the bearskin loosen.



"Regressed."

Gwen looked at his palms. Although his palms were covered by the yoga clothes that covered his whole body, with his eyesight, which was new to martial arts, he could clearly see two blood marks on his palms.

"I'm still tired. I haven't practiced boxing seriously for a few days."

A slight tingling sensation came from the palm of my hand only after I realized it.

He moved his fingers.

He turned his head and saw Huita in the distance, who was dragging the second half of the carriage forward with difficulty, and Mihayla who was already approaching him.

"Pfft..."

I couldn't help but laugh.

This is another level of bear pulling a cart, right?

"I am not wrong, right?"

Mihayla was so shocked that she even forgot her oral habit. He stretched out his hand to pinch Gwen's arm, but then retracted his paw in embarrassment:

"These are two Utopian giant wooden bears. With this strength, hiss, they are obviously not much bigger than me?"

He looked at the two holes on the ground that were stepped on by Gwen, and scratched his mouse ears:

"Did you use source power?"

"No."

"So confident?"

"..."

Gwen took a long breath and interrupted: "Let's see what's going on with the car first?"

I'm really embarrassed to answer...

If you answer it yourself:

"In desperation, I still didn't believe in Yuanli."

That would make you laugh, right?

Will they also be caused by the mind flayers and the others to make trouble in the scenery in their hearts?

No wonder my source power is still not strong enough.

Not sincere.



"Can this still be repaired?"

"I don't know...the design drawings and repair manuals, I'm looking for the description of the problem in them..."

The legs of the two giant wooden bears were really terrifying. They could only break away for ten seconds before they jumped at least two hundred meters away.

So I have to tow the car there...

Gwen and Mihaila each pulled one side and walked forward in a walking posture.

They both disliked Huita for dragging the car too slowly.

Although judging from the scene, Gray Tower is more embarrassing.

It's actually quite embarrassing.

This tall and sturdy man is holding a manual and studying it.

It wasn't until Gwen and Mihira pulled the rear half of the car to the front that he found a way to repair it.



The two giant wooden bears slipped over, rubbed against Gwen, and then roared and ate the potatoes scattered on the ground.



"The car door fell off - oh, Hui Ta, just deal with it casually, just use the tape in the trunk!"

"The car broke down and can't move - I don't want you to pay for it, buddy. Can you see if the wheels under the car are stuck?"

"Are you sure it's okay or you can't walk anymore - what do you suggest about feeding my buddy's giant wooden bear?"

"The car broke apart - please sound the distress smoke bomb in the rear compartment and leave the smoke message [Bear is furious, backpackers please stay away]. I will come immediately to repair... Brother Gray Tower, I hope you will not encounter this

It’s like this.”

"..."

Mihayla hid her face.

Gwen crossed her chest and frowned.



"Uh, uh...well, maybe we have to, have to walk forward now?"

Hui Ta said these words as expected, and at the same time, Xiong Er'er fell down on the bed and became dejected.

But the scene where he expected Gwen to complain and Mihira to complain did not appear.

It can be said that the two of them accepted the facts faster than him.

"Mihaila, please sort out the weapons and offensive props. I'll be responsible for bringing the auxiliary props. Bear... Bear, you'll be responsible for playing tricks... No, you're responsible for doing what you should do when encountering this kind of thing... Then we'll carry it on our backs

Let's move forward with our respective things...Grey Tower! How far is it from the destination?"

Gwen asked.

"In terms of distance, it's very close. It takes about five hours to walk there..."

Gwen particularly likes the Utopians' understanding of near words.

optimism!

"If there are still five hours left, how will we get back to the Fellowship after we finish it?"

"If the solution time is short, we can just wait for the Hongmaizi bus and rent a car to go back..." He smiled sarcastically, "Rent a good car! Rent a good car. This time I won't be greedy for cheap and borrow a cheap car."

"Sokka! It's best this way." Mihayla couldn't help but cursed at the side.

The handsome boy shook his big rat dragon tail, puffed out his face, and arranged props from the trunk.

Naturally, you have to bring three standard mk47 rifles.

It’s impossible not to carry ammunition, it’s money.

The parchment that seals the wraith doll can be torn open to summon spirits that are indistinguishable from the enemy and kill them randomly. (Of course, one's own side must be prepared to defend against the spirits before tearing it apart)

Two wooden-handled hand grenades. There are ancient witch words on them [Alice Garden Company, specializing in the production of children's toys].

Mihayla is truly a professional and she sorted out all the high-value items.

Gwen felt relieved and walked over to sort out the items.

Also pay attention to Gray Tower.

Gray Tower, the playful bear, quickly deployed smoke bombs, and at the same time grabbed the two giant wooden bears, and bribed the two bears with canned potato stew, letting them stay nearby to protect the vehicle. At the same time, he used

The spell [Summon Ghoul Shadow] once again summoned the young ghoul with soft ears and delicate appearance, as if carved from pink and jade.

Compared with last time, this time he wore a soft fur cloak, a knight's helmet, and improved light armor, long knight gloves, and knight boots.

It looks like...

Doing well?

Gray Tower seems to have formed a long-term cooperation with him, or a fixed summoning ritual. I guess this equipment has something to do with Gray Tower?

"Stand here, wait for someone to come, five cans of meat!"

"..."

"Six, no more."

"...Woof!"

Gray Tower reached an agreement with the phantom of the young ghoul, and placed the agreed upon canned food in the ritual circle, and sent it to the phantom space as a notarized item.

Shadow space is also often used as a contract space.

It can be said to be a safe trading place, but it is limited to such cross-dimensional transactions.



Huita breathed a sigh of relief.

"The ghoul phantom I summoned will leave our message to the car repairman, a friend of mine named Katie. After Katie receives the message, she will also give the message to the ghoul phantom and let

He brought him here to find us. If we solve it quickly, we can take Katie's car back."

He shook his bear ears:

"If things don't go well, we can also ask Katie to find Curse Blade and ask her to bring people over for support."

"Then let's set off quickly."

Gwen gave the orders.



In addition to weapons and ammunition, there are also supplies for living and camping.

Because I'm not sure whether I can live in this wilderness for two days, I have no choice.

You also need to bring your own personal belongings.

Fortunately, Gwen brought his own Thousand-Leaf Box. He tied the shell altar to the Thousand-Level Box, and then hung the two accompanying hiking bags on it.

Sitting on the box, he started the driving module.



Lee West Caird, who built this box, should be honored.

This is one of the few good things that this old scumbag has done.



The Gray Tower does not carry an altar. This Xiong Xiong has made a lot of summoning props. It seems that all his ritual incantations are divided and preserved in this way.

The most interesting one is Mihira.

The altar prepared by the dark gray-haired beautiful boy is a red jade cup. Red cups often represent ominous things in rituals. It is more of a witchcraft than a curse, but the smell of Mihira's source of power is

He is a complete temperance school.

To describe it in inappropriate words.

She's dressed like a chicken, but she's still very innocent.



Along the way, Mihaila asked Gwen while carrying her luggage easily:

"Where did your ability come from? Let me explain in advance, Mihaila is more interested in information. If you tell me the source of your ability, I can also tell you mine."

"don't want."

Gwen made a quick decision.

"Hey, why~"

Mihaila drawled her voice, as if she was coquettishly speaking.

"Because my secret is worth more than your secret, and your secret isn't that secret if I'm going to pursue it."

Gwen tongue twister.

"Hoo, ho, ho... you two, if it's so easy, why not help the poor bear?"

"You actually want beautiful young people like Mihaila and Mr. Gwen to help you, a big and thick bear, carry things? It's really embarrassing. Well, if you follow Ron's call, I can't..."

"Woof."

"..."

Gwen looked at Mihaila pouting in amusement, and carried an extra camping tent and blanket roll on her back. While carrying it, she muttered.

In stark contrast, the Gray Tower finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Are you happy that you shamelessly shared your work?"

Gwen asked.

"Happy, very happy!"

Huita replied shamelessly.

"snort!"

This was the sound of Mihaila snorting in anger.



When you are in the car, you often don’t realize how big the distance is from your hometown to your homecoming line. Only when you are walking can you appreciate how big the world is.

During the first hour of walking, the three of them were quarreling and making trouble, like primary school students on a spring outing.

Starting from the second hour, the Gray Tower entered the silent stage.

In the fourth hour, even Gwen and Mihira fell into a state of silence, moving forward silently covered in sweat.

The sound of insects, the sounds of forests, lakes, and rivers seemed a bit eerie under the light of March at night.

Mixed with the roars and roars of monsters.

Make the entire squad quieter.

Gwen also witnessed Mihaila's martial arts in repeated encounters.

The way he fights is extremely violent. He opens and closes wildly. He holds the incense burner and flail in his hand for both offense and defense. His seemingly extremely risky moves all follow certain martial arts rules.

To put it simply, it is a skillful 'weapon fighting move'. His moves are quite excellent, including stick skills, incense burner skills, sword skills and spear skills. It can be said that he has integrated long-handled weapon skills into one, and this flail is in his hand.

, it simply couldn’t be more flexible.

Mihaila's natural strength allowed Mihaila to use the weapons in her hands as easily as Lu Bu used Fang Tian's halberd, and dealt with monsters with ease.

Coupled with its excellent melee capabilities, it is not afraid at all even if it is approached.

At critical moments, he can wield a flail with one hand and draw a lightsaber with the other hand.

Very unreasonably strong.



Went through several battles.

Finally entered an environment without monsters.

This state lifted the spirits of Huita and Gwen in the team.

"Already almost there?"

Gwen murmured to herself.

"What's wrong?" Mihayla still didn't quite understand what was going on.

"It's like this..." Huita passed Mihaila and explained to the other party in a low voice.

"..."

"The summoned monsters that make a living by hunting monsters are very interesting. If the prerequisite is not to sacrifice humans, then it would be an area that needs improvement."

Mihira was very interested.

But there was no time for this beautiful young man to think and study.

Gwen already felt an instinctive inspiration, which was like a touch, gently stroking his hair, holding his hair and guiding him in the direction.

"This way."

He jumped off the thousand-layer box, made a gesture, and recited the incantation using the witch's incantation language:

"The soil infuses my shape."

The Witch's Curse Language is similar to a combination of Russian and Hokkien. It is a real language with spiritual and magical power. In Utopia, it is also mixed with the ancient Witch's Language and is collectively called the Witch's Language.

Countless mud spots squirmed silently, forming a slime-like creature.

This thing ate Gwen's luggage in one bite, and then slowly, slowly turned into a vivid clay statue of Gwen.

As soon as this statue appeared, it let out a faint laugh.

"I am false and you are true."

It said it in mantras.

Gwen faced it and responded softly:

"I am truth and you are false."

The clay statue showed a regretful expression, leaned against the tree, yawned, closed its eyes and fell asleep.

This mantra is truly completed.

This spell of soil injecting me can create a clay golem that stores luggage and has the normal abilities of a golem of the same size. At the same time, it will gain 15% attribute enhancement and some talents and expertise based on the user's source power level.

Before use, you must prepare a handful of fertile soil struck by lightning that has been cursed, parchment with your height and weight data and a sketch of your image written on it, and a yellow glass bead.

This is a very convenient ability, not only can it protect your luggage, but it can also make your luggage longer!

You can run or follow!

It can also be used to block a few rounds of explosives at critical times!

The taboos are to lie about height and weight and to play around with "false and true" answers. If the questions and answers are not completed according to the prescribed questions and answers, the clay statue will awaken its self-awareness and fly away with its luggage...

Therefore you must be careful when using it.

Don't play around.

Gwen used this spell not only to protect the luggage, but also for another purpose...

Hui Tower exclaimed from the side: "This spell!"

He scratched his head, quite envious:

"It's a bit rare! How did you get it?"

This is what I was waiting for.

Gwen pretended to be indifferent and showed off:

"I dug it out from an old book. The order and first words of the words in those old books are very interesting. After some research, I dug out a few good mantras from it."

In fact, all of them were deciphered by Longwen.

But Longgewen is also a Gwen, and he can be considered a Gwen.

"I swear, I've never found anything useful from old books... This isn't fair!"

One good thing about Gray Tower is that jealousy is written on the face, unlike the yin and yang cat like Tu Xi who will speak weirdly once he gets jealous.

It's like a person with expert qualifications.

"Can you let your clay statue take care of the luggage?"

Mihaila, be realistic.

This is also the reason why Gwen first wasted the CD of a Charisma casting slot to use this skill.

"That's why I was called."

Gwen showed a "you know the goods" smile.

This spell is too expensive. It initially consumes 32 points of source power. After three times the mana consumption, it is a full 96 points. It will directly make Gwen's brain hurt and she will be a pussy when she wakes up!

Just kidding, source power is also very dangerous. If it exceeds the threshold in one breath, it will be overdrawn, and the overdraft must be repaid.

Either use this year's championship in exchange for a temporary pretense, or use next year's championship to repay it together with this year's championship.

Losing an arm, a leg, or an eye due to overdraft is common.

Many spell masters in Utopia are missing arms and legs.

It is said that a powerful magician must have missing body parts, otherwise he is not strong enough!



After arranging their luggage, they moved forward in a very cunning formation, a standard arrow shape.

Huita was walking at the front, carrying a riot shield and an MK47 rifle in the other hand.

Mihaila held her flail stick with both hands. The incense burner was swaying in the air. Its weight could not be discerned by sight alone. At most, she was curious, "Is this girl a flute player?", it looked like she was playing buff.

Talent.

Gwen, standing next to him, was holding a book, acting like a novice spellcaster.

The Liar Squad is back!

The fattest-looking gray tower is in the front, which can definitely make the opponent ignore Xiong Xiong's basic attributes of span. If we use the scoring system to talk about it! The strength, agility, and physical strength of Gwen and Mihaila are definitely above A.

And Xiong Xiong is rated as a B in terms of strength, and a D in agility and source power.

Numerical synthesis can even be described with four letters.

derb



The three-person team followed the path led by Gwen.

I have to say that Mihaila is definitely the 'most magician' in the secret investigation team.

He waved his hand and sprinkled some unknown powder, and the mosquitoes around him were dispersed. At the same time, Gwen was surprised to find that the heavy footsteps of the gray tower bear in front of him had mostly disappeared, and turned into something similar to that of a cat.

The feeling of an animal moving gracefully and slowly on the mud.

"Silent and searching for traces."

Mihayla added the incantation. This seems to be a spell-casting technique. The effect is produced first and then the statement is made?

Gwen made a mental note of this.

This message came at just the right time, so that he would not be at a huge disadvantage when facing some source power messengers called warlocks.

Source Envoy is a general term. The previous general term was Warlock, but now Warlock is described as a person who is good at spells.

Mihayla took out two more eggs and threw them on the ground a little distressed.

Click.

When the egg shattered, the yolk seemed to be swallowed by some invisible creature, and bit by bit, the egg liquid was quickly licked away.

Gwen touched her eyes in surprise.

There are some slight heat sensing effects in the field of vision.

The gray tower next to it was even more surprised and almost screamed, which was very sad to see.

Having followed Curse Blade for so many years, Curse Blade is a squirrel whose talent in "non-combat spells" is enough to keep pace with Gwen.

I guess I have only now enjoyed the help of the spell.

"The beast of the hunt."

Mihaila continued to get on the bus first and then pay the ticket.

Along the way, he cast spells while walking, filling up layers of buffs for the three of them, of which Gwen paid the most attention to two types.

A spell that can avoid a fatal injury by injecting 4 points of source power, but it only targets attacks targeting the brain and heart. It is not considered intelligent, but it is a rare ability.

There is also another magic blade with enhanced output. As long as 2 points of source power are injected, it can create an enchantment that is weaker than the power of a lightsaber. It can also be mixed with a lightsaber, which is quite powerful.

There are other capabilities that are not necessary and I won’t go into details.

To sum up, half source power messengers like Gray Tower can now exert almost the full combat effectiveness of source power messengers. However, the total amount of source power ability of Gray Tower is a bit small, only 11 points of source power, but

Gwen didn't ask.

Because Mihaila and Huita both looked like there was no problem.

Mihayla even patted the gray tower on the back like an old-timer in an izakaya (the gray tower was too high for him).

"Not bad, the amount of initial source power is very good."

It seems that starting at 11 o'clock is already good?

Gwen speculated from the overall number that Mihayla's source power amount was about 82 points, with an error of no more than 4 points. His own amount was 97 points, which is quite a luxury amount. Unfortunately, if he uses the source power position to cast a spell, this

The number must be at 3, which means that you can actually use 30 points of source power to cast the spell.

But even so, this number is staggering.

For example, the batch of spells cast by Mihaila only cost 3 to 4 points in total. After all, most of them are cast by the caster himself.

"..."

"Speaking of which, even if the spell is cast by someone else, why does the recipient have to provide the source power himself?"

Due to the existence of the silent barrier [Silent Trace Search], the team can also start chatting again.

Gwen was very curious about the conjurer and wanted to ask all the questions in her heart at once.

As for his question, Mihayla was also confused.

His smile was like a cunning fox, with a vicious expression on his delicate face.

Whispered softly:

"Believe in your own strength. This is the most basic rule, right?"



Gwen is obviously the person with the highest authority among the mind flayers. Of course, the reason why she is called [authority person] is because this kind of authority has not yet evolved to the stage of [authority dog].

It's really regrettable.

But even so, it still has some characteristics of a dog, such as being able to check the IP address of the nearest user of the mind flayer power...

He was very goal-oriented and led the other two people across a river, passed a somewhat dangerous single-plank bridge (if you fell down, you might fall into the interior of Utopia?), and approached the edge of the forest, you finally saw a camp.

This seems to be a backpacker camp.

In Utopia, backpackers are another term for scavengers. They call themselves backpackers. They search for treasures and supplies in the dangerous Utopian wilderness, and then return to the train to exchange for shelter and food... that is, the residents at the bottom.

A rotten stench spreads from the camp.

Gwen noticed that the camp was littered with corpses. The flesh and fur of monsters, broken short guns of backpackers, and homemade guns were scattered all over the floor. Corpses overlapped with corpses, and flesh mixed with flesh.

It describes the crime of killing each other that is essential in human civilization.

Although the crabs are organized and disciplined bad guys.

But their desire to hunt monsters is not that of humans.

But because their remaining sanity convinced them:

The more you kill, the more deeply the train hates you, and the more ruthless the pursuers will be.

Utopians accept death and love death.

But Utopians are definitely not addicted to death, they want to live.

Therefore, the legend of the past,

【Chaos of the Eternals】

born.

It was an epic poem in which countless Utopians used their lives to forcibly kill dozens of immortal beings as powerful as 'gods'.

That was their proudest battle.

But similarly, the Utopians who are so united that they ignore sacrifice still fight among themselves and kill each other in the current era, and they never tire of it.

Just like this gang of crab-footed figures, they hunt monsters and steal hearts just to avoid conflict with the authorities.

But if there is a chance...

Look at this dilapidated place, look at the rotting flesh and human bones on the ground.

They are absolutely unwilling to let go of the opportunity.

Gwen was not willing to miss this opportunity.

This is a good opportunity to exercise bottomless violence in the name of justice.



"rest in peace."

Flames ignited on the corpses and flesh, and both beasts and human spirits were attracted by the fire and floated up.

Like birds returning to their nest, they floated towards the giant burning tree behind Gwen. After entering, a girl who looked like Gwen was wearing a long skirt of flames and hugging the tree.

The spiritual landscape that appeared outwardly disappeared.

The flesh and blood on the ground was still filled with the smell of decay.

But the stuffy feeling disappeared.

It was as if some kind of black power residing on the corpse had been absorbed.

Much cleaner.



"Don't be too sad, death is the norm for the people of Utopia."

Huita held it in for a long time before saying this.

And Mihaila also thought about it and comforted:

"Don't worry about it."

He looked at Gwen's expressionless face and her calm and furious energy, which was like a quietly burning flame, and felt a little emotional in his heart.

I didn't expect that Gwen was actually a kind-hearted Utopian, and he was such a contradictory guy.

The words kindness and utopia should be antonyms.

But it's better to be with good people than to act with bad people.

Mihayla was secretly happy again.



Gwen's heart did not waver.

Not so much 'indifferent'.

Rather, it is a sign of lack of empathy, just like when someone hears someone jumps off a building, he is the kind of person who will walk by silently without even looking at him. He has no regrets or pity, he is just passing by.

If we call him evil, it doesn't count, because he is not even as evil as those who took photos and videos.

Speaking of kindness, it seems that human society doesn't know when it started to judge whether a person is kind based on empathy instead of judging from behavior, so he is definitely not good at all.

He looked slightly sad about this incident.

It is just to obtain the power of ‘legitimate justice’.

Saying it might make Gray Tower feel flattered.

Whether these people are in peace or not, in Gwen's mind is not even as important as how Gray Tower views his own actions.

Mihira is worse.

Gwen didn't care how he behaved in front of Mihira, since he was unfamiliar with both.

"Go and commit some murderous crimes."

Gwen followed the source of that power and traced it.

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