Monarch of Evernight: 218 Life and Death Thread

bsp;Anwen's face was pale, the demonic energy around him had dimmed a lot, and he was obviously very exhausted. Bai Kongzhao's little face had a strange blush, and he was almost dragged halfway by Anwen.

Her biggest advantage when moving is her stealth and ability to take advantage of all available terrain. It is really difficult to track her down. Back then, Qianye had chased him for thousands of miles, but in the end he had failed, let alone the others. But in fact, her absolute speed is not very fast, at least it cannot be compared with Qianye, Li Kuanglan, or even Anwen.

The roar behind the two became louder and louder, the ancient trees swayed this way and that, and the terrifying existence in the dust got closer and closer.

"This won't work, it will definitely catch up!" Anwen shouted.

"What should I do?"

"Throw it away!"

"What?"

"What's in your hand!"

"No."

"If you don't throw it away, we will all die!"

Bai Kongzhao was clutching a small branch in his hand, which turned out to be a ginkgo branch. Among the dense leaves on it, there were two fingertip-sized fruits, which were far from mature and the whole body was green. She thought for a moment, bit the branch in her mouth, pulled out the big knife from behind, and threw it into the air

The broadsword rotated, drawing a high arc, and fell into the billowing smoke and dust behind it.

A howl of pain suddenly came from the smoke, followed by an extremely angry roar, which increased in speed.

An Wen's face suddenly became pretty, and he smiled bitterly and said: "My eldest lady, it's already this time, why do you bother to provoke it?"

With a bitter look on his face, he shouted, and a light black demonic aura rose up above his head. His speed increased again, gradually widening the distance from the pursuers behind him.

"I can't hold on for long, you'd better throw the things away." Anwen shouted again.

Bai Kongzhao was unwilling. After thinking about it, she actually wanted to stuff the branch into her mouth.

An Wen was shocked: "No! It will keep chasing you and then cut your stomach open! Even if it is scum, it will take back the sacred branch."

Seeing his strong reaction, the girl hesitated for a moment and did not speak immediately, but asked: "How do you know?"

"You'll know just by looking at it chasing after us! Do you even need to think about it? This kind of life is like this." An Wen was still talking while running at high speed, and he was already a little drunk at this time. Out of breath.

The girl is still hesitant.

Anwen stopped trying to persuade him and just ran away. His meaning was obvious. If the girl really couldn't bear to part with the branch, the worst she could do was fall down and both of them die together. Maybe he could hold on until the big guy chasing behind him ran out of energy. But judging from the fact that the prestige behind it has not diminished at all, this may be extremely low.

At this moment, Bai Kongzhao's hand finally relaxed, and the branches flew high into the sky.

A big hand suddenly stretched out from the billowing smoke and grabbed the branch in the air. This hand is extremely powerful, but its movements are extremely gentle. When it is spread out, the branch lies in the palm of the hand, not even a leaf is wrinkled.

The smoke gradually dispersed, revealing an extremely tall body. It vaguely has the face of an aboriginal, but its eyebrows are like ridges and its eyes are like lightning. It has an extremely majestic appearance. Its height of over six meters and six thick arms add to its aura. Behind its shoulder, the machete pointed by Bai Kongzhao was inserted, with the blade slightly pierced into the flesh.

An arm behind it pulled out the machete, held it in front of its eyes, looked at it, and threw it on the ground. Although the girl's machete was large, the six-armed general was larger. This injury is nothing at all.

It glanced in the direction in which Anwen and Bai Kongzhao were going away. It didn't know what it was thinking about. Instead of chasing them, it turned around and left.

If it didn’t chase it, Anwen didn’t dare to stop. He ran wildly for a while, until he could no longer hear the movement behind him, then he collapsed to the ground and gasped: "Help me... keep an eye on it, I want... ...take...medicine.”

Bai Kongzhao stretched out his hand towards him, signaling for a weapon. As soon as Anwen moved his hand, the two-meter long sword appeared on the ground. The girl picked up the long sword and made a few false cuts, looking a little clumsy. She was petite, and this sword was much taller than her, so she couldn't use it dexterously. But she thought for a while and made a few poses. After thinking for a while again, she made a few more poses. After a while, my movements became much smoother.

Next to him, Anwen didn't pay attention. He took out a tube of potion and inhaled all the demonic energy inside. After a long time, his face looked a little better.

He opened his eyes, looked at Bai Kongzhao still playing with the big sword, and said, "It's not suitable for you."

Bai Kongzhao thought for a while and returned the sword to Anwen.

An Wen put away his sword, sighed, and said: "What a bad luck, why did you suddenly meet such a guy? It seems that I can no longer pursue the idea of ​​aboriginal stone castles in the future. Alas, just now was my last recovery It’s a magic potion. If you encounter such a danger again, I’m afraid you’ll have to resign yourself to fate.”

Bai Kongzhao held his chin with his hand, wondering what he was thinking.

An Wen cheered up, stood up, and said, "Let's go, leave this **** place as soon as possible, and stay as far away from that guy as possible."

The girl suddenly said: "How can we kill it?"

"It?" Anwen shook his head, "Don't think about it. Even if all the people from my clan come together, it won't be enough to kill it. Unless the witch comes too. But the madman is still recovering from his injuries, so he shouldn't be able to come. ”

Bai Kongzhao nodded and began to meditate again, as if he was still stuck in the question just now.

An Wen said: "Don't think too much, we should go. It's better to leave this hellish place quickly."

The girl suddenly said: "We have a chance to kill it."

An Wen was startled and became interested: "How to kill?"

Girls have terrifying talents in combat. They are often able to come up with incredible battle plans and understand the weaknesses of their opponents. Anwen wanted to know **** the six-armed general who almost made him unable to escape.

The girl slowly said: "First, you have to attract its attention. Then, give me the sword...forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore."

Seeing her get up and follow her, Anwen was slightly moved.

The girl has always been cold-blooded and ruthless, and she doesn't know much about the ways of the world. The word "care" does not exist in her consciousness. For her, defeating powerful enemies is more important than anything else. Since she was willing to say it, she must be somewhat sure. There should be only one reason why she gave up. That is, Anwen no longer has the weapon at his disposal, and he has to lure the enemy, which may lead to a dead end.

The two continued to run towards the low gravity area, and the girl asked: "Is it true that the witch will not come?"

"Of course not, she is seriously injured!" An Wen said, with a hint of schadenfreude in his tone.

Deep in the void, a pair of eyes suddenly opened slowly. This is a pair of indescribable eyes. There are no eyeballs or pupils inside, just a chaos that is constantly rolling, sometimes gray, sometimes black. The rules of movement cannot be seen clearly, but there are no rules to follow.

As soon as the eyes opened, several demons sensed their feelings and flew toward them. They stopped in the distance and said, "Your Highness, why did you wake up so early?"

A hollow and indifferent voice sounded: "The maelstrom has opened, and I feel the call."

A few demons were hesitant, and one of them boldly looked up, only to see those eyes. He instantly discovered that the color changes in those eyes seemed to have a certain pattern, and this pattern could answer some of his long-standing questions about magic power cultivation.

It was such a thought that made him take another look involuntarily, and ended up falling into the surging gray and black colors. Every time he was about to gain something, his insights would slip away from his fingers, as if he just wanted to continue. If you work harder and memorize more rules of color changes, you will be able to make a breakthrough.

Unknowingly, the demon kept speeding up his thoughts. Suddenly he had a splitting headache, screamed, and almost lost control of his demonic energy.

The demon next to him hurriedly supported him, covered his eyes, and said: "How dare you look into the eyes of Her Highness the Witch?! Do you want your life?"

The demon's whole body was trembling, trying hard to control the raging demonic energy in his body, and he was speechless.

The witch's hollow voice sounded again, "I just woke up, and I still can't control my strength. As for my injuries, they are almost healed and will not hinder my actions this time."

The demon descendants were a little hesitant, and one of them said: "Your Highness, His Highness Eternal Flame has given an explicit order that you must fully recover from your injuries before you can leave. It is better to report this matter to His Highness Eternal Flame first. ”

The witch said calmly: "No need, unless His Majesty the Emperor personally issues the order, otherwise the Eternal Flame cannot order me. Let him take care of the little ones at home first, so as not to be slaughtered. ”

Several demons looked at each other, and one of them said: "Your Highness, if you want to leave here, you must get permission. This is also the intention of His Majesty the Emperor."

The witch seemed a little surprised and said: "Do you value me so much? That's fine, then I will go see His Majesty."

A demon-born Marquis couldn't help but persuade: "Your Highness, you are only a few years away from fully recovering. Why can't you wait a little longer? By the time you are well rested, the Great Whirlpool Channel will almost be opened again. ."

"I can feel that the person who injured me is in the maelstrom at the moment. In addition, if I rest for a while, those little idiots in the clan will probably think that they are almost as good as me, right? I think, It’s time for them to re-recognize the world.”

The demons didn’t know how to answer the question. They are responsible for guarding the witch, so they naturally know the temper of Her Highness, and also know how she will make those of her peers and even the previous generation re-recognize the world.

The eyes slowly closed, and several demons secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that His Highness had suddenly figured it out and was ready to continue sleeping. But after a while, I felt something was wrong. One of the demons bravely raised his head and glanced ahead, and was immediately shocked.

Where is the figure of the witch in the void?

In the maelstrom, Zhao Yuying pressed the hand cannon and stared ahead. She was covered with branches, grass and leaves, and even an experienced hunter wouldn't be able to spot her disguise unless she walked up to her. This kind of disguise is easy to learn but difficult to master. It seems very simple and ordinary people can do it well. However, not everyone can achieve the level of blending into nature and becoming one with the surroundings.

PS: There is no wifi but there is a treadmill. I will make up for it on weekends.