I don’t know if the driver’s level is the same as that of fishing. Among all the people Gwen has seen so far, the one with the best fishing level is Aya.
In this fiery land filled with undead, sinful monsters and terrible polluting sources.
Aya actually caught a live fish.
A flying saucer fish whose blood tastes like fresh milk and looks like transparent water.
No matter whether the cats like Cat Lantern and Rabbit Eat or not, Aya killed them in one bite anyway.
"I would have been dead a long time ago."
She said, "In that case, I want to enjoy it."
With this attitude, she ate the saucer fish sashimi without any fear.
And in the experience of "reliving a new life", I rarely "remembered" some memories. She is really a cunning woman.
She remembered how to disarm the trap in the castle against the Primordial Envoy.
"Bring the military flag to the main entrance to check it out, and it's done with a simple ceremony. Pray to the spirits of all things, say something soft, and so on. Finally, remember to turn the Roman berries collected locally into strawberries.
Put the sauce on it to replace the blood and flesh."
"Why can strawberry jam be passed off as blood and flesh?"
"Look at people and spiritual bodies. Some spiritual bodies are not particular."
After Laura recorded the ceremony in detail, she glanced at Aya faintly: "What if we meet a spirit body that pays attention to blood and flesh?"
"Reverse the ritual, call upon the power of the Mind Flayer's flag, and pull it out of the void—"
Aya held her hands:
"At this point, just let Gwen explain her interests to the other party."
What are you talking about? I'm not a violent person... Gwen couldn't hold back anymore. The last time he couldn't hold back was the last time.
…
There are not many sensible people in this world.
The effects of Romanberry Strawberry Jam are not enjoyed by every creature that can perform the spirit-removing ritual.
But this is urgent.
Gwen had to use her most hated method.
A creature with a face that even the beaten mother could not recognize reluctantly held a ceremony for them, lifting the trap of Yinwensi Castle and also lifting the constraints within it.
The evil previously trapped in Aya's castle will be unleashed.
But there is no difference from before.
After a long time, the hastily laid traps are of little use anymore. Monsters have spread everywhere, and even Aya has not much to do. She hunted these monsters during her madness, but to no avail. This time, she let go
Well, just let Laura set up a ritual spell trap before leaving to seal off this area.
"Coming!"
Accompanied by the cry of the rabbit, the sky-shielding spear was projected from the castle. The opening of the trap also meant the opening of the basic weapons arsenal.
Monsters have weapons.
Feeling the suddenly cold air and looking at the hot and humid white smoke connecting the ground and the sky, the desolate scene became more and more apparent.
Gwen exhaled a breath of white air.
Having already used soul coffee, he felt some kind of thoughts from the source of his body, some kind of desire for the "return of warmth". He understood a little bit, and used the source of power to deflect it and shoot.
The short spears, which were as dense as cow hair, were wiped away in the air as if they had been wiped by a feather duster.
The rabbit picked up his pistol and shot two dead soldiers pouring out of the castle.
This is not bad, because Laura has already dodged behind Aya and encouraged:
"Go, come on! The dead bite the dead, the dead kill the dead...it's perfect."
Before Gwen rushed forward, she saw Ayana helpless, with a slightly doting smile: "It's really troublesome."
Mihaila rushed forward early.
The source of power surged forward, crashing down the wreckage like a wave. He wielded the lightsaber, possessing destructive power and destroying everything with ease.
Such is the case with powerful source force.
For ordinary skeleton soldiers, it is already an impossible opponent to defeat.
Does Mihayla firmly believe in her own power?
This question couldn't help but appear in the mind of Gwen, who was cutting a skull into four pieces.
If source power is the concrete manifestation of the power of the heart, then what does the current of Mihaila represent?
Does it represent his love?
His hatred?
Or does it mean that he has a will to destroy the world like a wave? With the addition of this will, he becomes extremely powerful.
He is an enigmatic man.
With secrets.
Just like everyone I know.
Gwen pulled out the military flag and waved her lightsaber, destroying everything in sight.
After he irresistibly destroyed the skeleton army, he rushed into the second floor of Yinwensi Castle.
There are traces of Aya's battle with the mind flayers here, and the terrifying rift has been surrounded by some kind of dark power. Something that makes people mad. Something that worries Gwen, something that makes him breathe.
It was heavy, making his eyes red, and he had the urge to kill more people.
"Stop."
Mihayla caught up from behind. He looked at the cracks, quickly wiped his eyes with his hands, and then stretched out his hand to wipe Gwen's eyes.
The world in my eyes is covered with a light blue filter that is almost imperceptible.
Gwen felt herself feeling better.
"This is?"
"The protective color of source power, because source power is the power of the heart, many times the powerful source power will attach to the user's emotions, which we can never avoid."
Mihayla introduced it kindly and with that cute Root accent.
"So, can you feel what the remaining power here is?"
"The power of the resurrected Mind Flayer is biased toward hollowness, and it kills for the sake of killing. The remaining power of the Heartless Knight is confused. She doesn't seem to know what she is doing, Gwen."
"Huh?"
Mihaila smiled and said: "There are many people like this in this world, full of desire and pain. Obviously, our careless knight is full of pain, isn't it? She has powerful power and devotes her life to protecting the train.
Awakening, but here..."
"She was facing death. This enemy was too powerful and too despairing. In this kind of despair, we can't say what she would have thought at the time. From the current point of view, this confusion is not
It’s nothing, even a positive emotion.”
People will be afraid until they die.
This is normal.
Gwen's eyes saw Aya coming up from behind, so she lowered her voice:
"Not being afraid is a sign of abnormal people. A true brave man should be aware of his fear and fear of pain, but resolutely do heroic actions that make him afraid and scared. This is the real warrior."
"Um."
Mihayla couldn't tell her expression and asked curiously: "Do you think highly of her?"
"Otherwise?" Gwen stepped forward.
"Aya."
He stared at the blood dripping from the opponent's armor and his left hand that seemed unable to move.
Aya looked at him, with a bit of calm strangeness in her eyes. After two seconds, her eyes widened slightly, and the innocent smile like a girl appeared, "Gwen."
She said these two words firmly.
Has she forgotten?... Gwen thought, but at the same time, he saw her struggling to raise her left hand.
"Are you hurt?"
"No."
She answered quickly.
She said casually: "I just forgot about the existence of my left hand, she said..."
The trembling left hand, like the raised finger of a centenarian, pointed at Laura behind him: "...My brain is almost gone, I almost want to say goodbye."
The angel who brings sad news - although Laura is not an angel by any means.
In short, this woman popped up and showed a heartless smile: "Isn't it a wonderful time to restore human reason?"
"..."
Aya's eyes were as calm as water as she looked at Gwen, and she nodded slightly:
"It's wonderful like a dream that has an end. Have you woken up from the dream? Laura."
"There will still be a period of time, then you will lose your memory of the people around you, then your weapons, and finally your rationality. You will become a dead soul that makes a sound of 'ho ho ho'."
Laura's voice was as playful as ever, but Gwen had never seen the serious, confused, and regretful look she was showing now: "Will you regret it? Heartless knight."
"Yes, but that's what I do, isn't it?"
She was stunned, looked at Laura next to her, and opened her mouth.
Laura said: "I am Laura."
"……ah."
Aya remained silent, holding the weapon and silently walked to the front.
"How long does she have?"
Mihayla couldn't help but ask.
This handsome young man has a sentimental character despite being crazy, and you can almost hear the subtle trembling in his throat.
"If it's less, it'll be more than an hour. If it's more, it'll be almost an hour or less than two hours."
Gwen asked: "Can't you survive with willpower?"
"This is a missing part of the body that cannot be restored even with all the strength."
It seems that separation may be inevitable?
Gwen felt a little depressed.
…
An abandoned mine, a group of Utopians are slowly advancing.
With the thunderous gunshots, a large number of monsters were driven back.
Kasim put down his gun and shouted:
"Reload and clean the battlefield!"
Others rushed forward one after another. Although there were many people, they cleaned the battlefield in an orderly manner. They peeled off useful materials and burned the corpses with the characteristics of the disease.
Kasim put one hand in his pocket, feeling the uneasiness reflected in his heart, and looked at the Yinwensi Castle in the distance.
There is something extremely unsettling in this castle that was once the residence of the Longyan family.
dark.
But it's not a symbol of evil night, but something even weirder, a kind of silence similar to death.
...Can I turn around immediately and let my team go back?
Kasim took out his pipe, sniffed it, pursed his lips, and added a low-quality tobacco leaf into it. This tobacco leaf would choke out a lot of white smoke. According to local growers, you can see the future through the white smoke.
.
This statement is undoubtedly wrong.
But to a certain extent, it has a certain reference value. White smoke will give people an extremely high stimulation of the brain. In the choking smoke, thinking will amplify and slow down, giving people a slow but extremely fast thinking.
A fast experience, in a sense, is like having the ability to see into the future.
But what about the side effects of this kind of cigarette? Anyway, some of the regular smokers among the secret agents have gone to Yuanli to wash their lungs for the third time.
That was a painful and unspeakable method.
So, do you really want to smoke?
Kasim felt that her lungs had begun to hurt, her throat had begun to react, and she felt a sense of vomiting that stopped her.
A voice also made her briefly give up thinking about whether she should torture herself:
"Is such a gorgeous castle under your world?"
Chris is very curious, she is curious about everything. The Fellowship is a foreign concept to her.
"The Fellowship is a witch train." Kasim said, "The interior space of the witch train is always incredibly large, as if something has been done secretly. I think you must have had this feeling, haven't you?"
"Indeed."
Chrissy recalled the past and admitted this. Then she smiled brightly, making her already bright appearance even more charming.
Kasim picked up the pipe, hesitated for a moment, and then lit it.
Looking at the white smoke of the bird, she sighed softly.
Chris also recognized this kind of tobacco, her smile slowly disappeared, and finally she frowned: "Do you really want to rely on this kind of thing to think? Or is it just your personal hobby?"
"Thinking is a priceless treasure."
Chrissy took a sip with dignity.
Then, her thoughts were drained away like a toilet.
…
This is a carriage.
Not big, just like the size of a luxury suite in a hotel.
A huge floor-to-ceiling window shows the outside world.
starry sky.
There is a red wooden floor full of retro feel, a fireplace made of tall raw stones, a thick fur carpet, and a table with a weird chessboard.
Five women are sitting around the chessboard.
The one holding the tea cup, the one holding a small fan, and the one closing his eyes to meditate.
One of them looked at the chessboard, with a pair of pale eyes reflecting the huge world. She seemed to be overlooking a flat space from outer space, and everything was monitored by her, no matter how big or small.
"No. 302CF touched the sky."
She described it in a calm tone:
"System error file 44723#, do you want to clear it?"
"This is not a mistake."
replied the woman sitting across from her.
This woman was wearing an extremely gorgeous Gothic dress, a big Bonnet hat on her head, and her left hand wearing a white glove with lace patterns was holding a teacup, her violet eyes locked on the other person:
“When something unexpected happens, we call it a characteristic.”
"This method of elimination should be used if possible. We are observers, not natural disasters."
A woman suddenly woke up and said, "What, we are observers? Isn't that rare?"
A woman with Japanese characteristics gave her an aggrieved look.
The woman with violet eyes ignored them and gently raised her chin:
"Let No. 308CL join in. I believe it is very interested in hunting and spying on creatures that last for a long time."
The woman with pale eyes nodded and randomly drew a card from a pile of cards on the table.
Press it gently on the table.
“308CL? A good choice.”
…
Something is wrong.
Kasim, who was silent in the power of predicting the future, felt a chill.
