Netheril Glory Chapter 893: Auwen’s illusion

The world of shadows is as dark and gloomy as ever, and the dark rocks exposed above the ground can give people a breathless depression.

On a bare hill in the forest of Andorra, there are several snow-white flowers swaying between the cracks of the rock, like a giant beast-like rock mountain has a little "natural" mean.

However, the heavy hills are unexpectedly not quiet at this moment. Even if there is no whistling hurricane moving between the rocks to create a hazy sound like a ghost crying, the interior of this "stone mountain" will still be aside A faint tremor was released on the side, and a horrifying rumble "roar" was clearly released.

At the same time, along with this low-pitched "roar", there is also a terrifying spread of mental power. In this area, except for the immobile plants that continue to grow, almost all animals have disappeared. And escaped... In the shadow of the shadows, only a horrible wailing sounded through the mountains, and there was no sound, and the white trees that moved due to tremors caused the whole hill to look a bit spooky. Got up.

Of course, it is impossible for a small hill to scream continuously, and it is impossible to continuously release the painful spiritual power fluctuations, so the reason for the huge noise must be located inside the mountain.

In fact, if someone can now dig a hole in this hill, then he will be surprised by the scene inside.

Because the current hills are no longer full of rocks, a large pile of irregular gravel has replaced the entire block of solid black rock and filled it with a solid black rock shell, accompanied by a sound Human-like howling, these rubbles are still being tumbling and stirring, and become more finely crushed.

Obviously, the culprit that caused a hill to turn into "crushed buns" was still in the belly of this mountain without a trace of air.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Come on!"

Another painful wailing shook the rock. A large number of crushed stones were slammed and squeaked by a certain powerful force. In the heap of gravel that left a certain space, a whole body was black and red. The dirty "creature" was hammering hard with a single old fist at a large pile of sharp stones in front of him. With the eruption of the force that shook the entire hill, a large pile of fist stones immediately shattered. Only the size of the finger is cracked.

There is no doubt that this "human" bathed in sharp stones wailing and wailing is the old mage Aowen who was sought by the executives all over the world. As a legendary strongman who was seriously injured, he is already in this piece The interior of the dark hill has been living for a long time.

The damage caused by the morning star level attack is not likely to heal itself, and even as the energy of the law further damages the wounds like the maggots, Aowen’s soul injury shows no signs of getting better, Instead, it deteriorated at a rate faster than a day,

The poor "inscription sage" now has a sane time of ten seconds a day, and he has to endure the pain of the violent gnawed by a worm eating the brain.

In order to avoid the chase, Owen can only use the opportunity of a rational return to drill into this humble hill, and then simply bury himself alive in the rock pile with the intention of preventing the instinct from being exposed under the pain. Yourself.

Don’t see that the old mage can still punch hard rocks, but his strength has been weakening rapidly. According to the vague calculation, after a while, these stones will be beaten aimlessly. Even more broken, the injury to the soul should force Aowen into a sleepless state.

When the time comes.........

"Those evil dogs don’t want to find me, never think about it! But the power of the shadow can’t shield the Prophecy Department magic of the Throne of the Sun, Mesur will definitely be able to take me away easily, soon...……very much Kuaifu will be free from such hell."

As the whole soul trembles because of the pain of the soul, the old embarrassed mage encourages himself with the hazy reason he woke up today.

What else can he do?

Using hope and memories to paralyze pain is the only option. Owen doesn’t know that Mesur didn’t even plan to enter the shadow plane, and with the defeat of Ankazan, he has already lost The possibility of being rescued.

At this moment, "Inscription Sage" is still dreaming about what he will do after he is rescued in the gravel pile. After all, his mental state can no longer support much thinking, he can only use fantasy to come Comfort yourself:

"The old man is going to eat some Idok roasts. Yes, smear the sweet and sour spicy spices on the roasts, and taste the delicious clam soup... using the master-class Warcraft as the ingredients, and then the beautiful Eat a big meal and you don’t even have to drink soup..."

Fuzzy thinking is like the same ink floating in the water, maybe it’s because of two years of eating the shadow demon meat and half a month of stone. At this time, the ideas that are constantly hazy in Owen’s mind are delicious. The food feast is related, and even he began to smell a hint of aroma that seems to exist...……

The fragrance is so charming and intoxicating. When a whiff of extreme beauty lingers on the tip of his nose, the "inscription sage" even once appeared all kinds of absurd and unstoppable hallucinations.

He only felt as if he had once returned to his youngest childhood... At that time, Owen was just a three or four-year-old boy, because he was not memorizing obscure Byron because of playfulness, he I was punished by my trainee-level tutor for not having dinner~IndoMTL.com~ But when he was hungry while he was writing words, the boy with tears in his eyes suddenly found his tutor sent a delicious meal. Vegetable soup…………

Yes, that was the only time in Owen’s life that he was hungry. The vegetable soup that was put into his mouth when he was hungry is also the most delicious thing he has eaten in his memory.

Now, the deliciousness is reproduced in this dark and depressing rubble pile............

"Teacher...Teacher, I knew you wouldn’t have to bear my hunger. I have memorized the grammar on the third list. Now...I...I can enjoy this vegetable soup with peace of mind. Is that right?"

The embarrassed old man, while repeating the conversations of his childhood in a muddled manner, stabs the collapsed hills and walls with sharp nails... He is completely unaware of his current environment, In the illusion of "Inscription Sage", the pain he felt was the uncomfortable feeling when his stomach was hungry, and the sound of rock hanging was that the breeze was blowing the paper, and it was in the direction of the fragrance, walking at an elegant pace , "Teacher Big Sister" with a beautiful smile has a delicious vegetable soup waiting for her to pass.........