Susan did not die because of her resentment. Among the group of dead souls under Raphael, only the dead souls made of Susan as the raw material are the best. This is because Susan accumulated enough during the production process.
The resentment of Susan's soul was stripped from her body by Safanas using dark magic and finally made into a dead soul, which gave Susan's soul a deep place
A powerful resentment. Under the influence of this resentment, Susan will retaliate against all living species at all costs. If it weren't for the magic mark of Safanas, the first one Susan would want to kill was Raphael.
It was precisely because of this idea of revenge that Susan still insisted on being burned by Ryan's Flame Prison to passing by the mercenaries of a two-axe mercenary group, and it was this powerful one.
Resentment made Susan, who was almost scattered, condense into a weak entity and forcibly erode the will of the mercenary.
In fact, Susan's sneak attack would not cause any substantial damage to the mercenaries of the Double Axe Mercenary Group. If the mercenary is a little more determined, he will not have to fear Susan's spiritual impact, as long as he will.
If you persist for a while, Susan's resentment will gradually disappear. At that time, the dead Susan will no longer exist in this world.
Unfortunately, the unlucky mercenary was timid. He had the illusion that he was about to suffocate because of Susan's mental oppression, so he gave Susan the opportunity to erode his soul and eventually became the one who restored some of Susan's vitality.
"Food", of course, the damage caused by Ryan's magic to Susan is far from being restored by devouring one or two human souls. The mercenary of the Double Axe Mercenary Group gave Susan a little breathing opportunity, so she
You can repair your damaged body a little bit and leave the beach.
Susan, who was severely injured, did not get nothing. At least the magic marks blessed by Master Safanas, who made this dead soul, in Susan's soul, have been completely burned by Ryan's magic flames, which has freed Susan from Raphael's shackles.
, becomes a dead soul with independent consciousness, if it can swallow enough human souls and not be killed again before regaining its vitality.
Of course, it is not clear whether it is Raphael, Safanas, Ryan and Farath. The initiators of the heat have long returned to the Oz Squad residence in the Sea Breeze Slum.
"Okay, let's send it here." Farath stood at the door of her room and said to Ryan with a smile: "You go back and rest."
"Okay, be careful yourself and give an alarm if you have any problems." Ryan said with concern: "Are you getting better now? Are you still feeling dizzy?"
"It's okay, Ryan." Farath saw that Ryan wanted to continue, so he pushed Ryan's shoulder hard: "I'm much better, okay, okay, go quickly."
Ryan nodded, turned around and walked outside, but Farath suddenly said, "Ryan."
When Ryan heard Farath call him, he immediately stopped and turned his body back. Farath suddenly threw herself into Ryan's arms and whispered: "I love you!" Before Ryan could react,
Farath tiptoed and kissed Ryan gently on her lips, then walked into her room with red face and without looking back.
Ryan stood outside the door for a few seconds before he realized that he had been kissed by Farath. His face showed a knowing smile and then said in a low voice: "I love you too!"
Leaving the small courtyard where Farath lived, Ryan walked into a small courtyard next to it. There were two free courtyards in Oz's house, all for guests to live in, because only Farath was one.
So she enjoyed enough privileges, one person occupied one yard, and the Ryan and his party occupied another.
Ryan thought it was too late now, and everyone must have rested. Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked in, he saw Maiya sitting under the big tree in a daze. Ryan was slightly stunned. He had thought that everyone must have rested, so he was ready.
Wait until tomorrow to ask Mai Ya for some of the situations about Susan I saw tonight, hoping to get some revelation. Unexpectedly, Mai Ya is not sleeping yet, and it seems that the thoughts of the newly joined Ryan Mercenary Group
Many.
Ryan quickly walked to the sighing side of Maia, who was still immersed in his thoughts and did not feel Ryan's approach at all. Ryan whispered: "Maia, you haven't rested yet?" Unexpectedly, Maia did not
Hearing it, he still stared at a corner of the yard with helpless eyes, and his face kept changing.
Ryan screamed a few times, but did not awaken Maia's contemplation. He was unwilling to raise his voice, because it would probably cause others to rest, so Ryan stretched out his right hand to pat Maia's shoulder.
Let’s have a good chat with this new partner and see what he is thinking.
"Oh, I'm really useless!" Just as Ryan's hand was about to line up Maiya's shoulder, Maiya suddenly said something.
Ryan's hand suddenly stopped in mid-air. He thought for a moment and immediately guessed Maiya's thoughts. Yesterday the pastor was still doing well, but tonight he looked worried, if it weren't for today.
In the battle at noon, Ryan really couldn't find a second thing that would make Maiya so upset.
Ryan only heard Maiya talking to himself: "I'm useless. I lost the face of Her Majesty the Queen. I was completely restrained by others when I first took action and didn't play any role. I'm useless.
When I was in the competition, I was a burden to Her Majesty the Queen. I didn’t expect that when I came to the Ryan Mercenary Group, there was no change. Shouldn’t I really be a priest? Or should I ask Christina for swordsmanship, maybe
Is a warrior suitable for me?”
Ryan shook his head secretly. Pastor Maiya had no confidence at all. If he allowed to develop like this, he would probably never take risks again. Perhaps being a farmer is more suitable for him. "Why do you think you are useless?
"Of course, Ryan would not sit in the team and ignore it. He thought about it carefully and decided to enlighten him.
"Is that more than that? I didn't play a role at all, I was simply redundant in the team."
"Is that true? Do you really think so?" Ryan asked.
Maiya was about to speak, but immediately noticed the uninvited guest beside him. He suddenly raised his head and looked at Ryan. When he found his commander, Maiya said with a flushed face: "Yes, sorry, commander, I want me to let him go.
You guys have disappointed you."
"Of course!" Ryan said without hesitation: "There is no doubt about this."
Seeing Maiya's indifference because of his answer, Ryan changed his words and said, "What disappoints me the most is that your positioning is completely wrong."
Obviously this statement aroused Maiya's interest. He raised his head again and stared at Ryan, and Ryan said indifferently: "Today you saw Alando showing off, and even Colin and Thomas were full of energy, so you
I'm jealous of them."
"No, absolutely not!" Maiya said loudly, "No, I'm not that kind of person."
"Then I want to ask you," Ryan's voice did not change with Maia's rise. He still said in his usual tone: "Do you think there are perfect humans in this world?"
"Is this..." Maiya pondered for a while and replied, "No, the only one who is truly perfect is God, the Supreme God."
"Have you heard this? There is no perfect individual, but there is a perfect team!" Ryan continued: "A team can integrate all kinds of people together, and play to the strengths of members as much as possible and avoid members' needs.
The disadvantages. This sounds very simple, doesn’t it? But in reality, few teams can do it. Do you know why?"
Maiya shook his head. He had almost no adventure career and naturally knew nothing about the adventurer team.
Ryan squatted down in front of Maiya, looked straight into Maiya's eyes, and said word by word: "Because few people can find their position!"
"Find the right position?"
"Yes. Take a mercenary group as an example. A mature mercenary group generally has different professions, and the coordination between members is very reasonable and tacit understanding. For example, warriors will charge to the front line, bows and arrows
With his hands in the middle, the magician prepares powerful magic behind him, while the priest silently blesses all kinds of magic after everyone, or works hard to save his injured companions."
"Many people envy the warriors' passionate fighting, marvel at the achievements of the shooter's killing with one blow, and worship the mage's ease of waving his hands to make the enemy sobbing. But a few people will find out that the reason why the warriors can fight bravely to the enemy,
The saber can patiently find the target, and the magician has enough time to prepare for magic, because a priest silently contributes behind his back?"
"Silent dedication?" Maiya said to himself.
"If one day the priest was tired of his own affairs, he picked up an axe and rushed to the front line. Not to mention whether the priest could fight like a warrior, we will consider him a qualified warrior for the time being.
But who will do the task of giving your companions a protection to gain time? Without these, the enemy can easily break their own defense and cause unforgivable consequences."
"I understand, but my strength is really..."
"Do you run and jump when you are born?" Ryan's tone was merciless.
"Of course not."
"Have you had rich adventure experience before? How many real battles have you experienced? How many times have you been wandering between life and death? Human power is obtained step by step. It is normal that you can't beat your opponent, because
It is obvious that the other party is a mercenary priest who has experienced many battles, but it is the first time you really face the opponent. I admit that you won the championship in the competition, but in that kind of competition, you will be for your life
Worry? It's just a performance, the act that is done to please the nobles is completely different from the real battle."
"It's not scary to fall, what's scary is that you can never get up again." Ryan swept his right hand hard in the air: "Everyone's destiny is in his own hands, the road is at your feet, you choose it yourself
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