Release that Witch Chapter 781: Sand Road, Heart of Wolf
This is a long dream.
A Logia knows the dream of dreams.
Four Wings Eagle At the moment of falling, the body has deeply memory the reaction and suffering of that moment, her legs are broken, her head is the wheat grain -- under the stone mill turntable. Although she has never planted wheat, she has seen the people How to deal with this kind of food purchased from north.
No doubt, let alone fighting, she couldn't even stand up in the rest of her life.
But now she is still standing.
So this is a dream.
Only in dreams can reality be reversed.
Logia took a deep breath, looking forward. At the foot of the road is a sandy road that can not see the end. Every time I walk, I can meet an opponent --. It is true that the opponent she has defeated in her life is now walking towards her in turn. No ridicule, no sarcasm, they passed her by one by one, and then disappeared into the yellow sand that was also endless behind them.
It started with a sand bug.
That was the result of her first hunt at twelve.
When it sneaks in the sand, it will leave an obvious Orbit. At this time, it is also the easiest time to slap it out and kill it. Once quietly lurking, it is difficult to find its location. However, in fact, Sandpeople is the most cunning hunter in the desert. She disguised herself as a bush, and when the sandworm approached, she pierced the hot sand with a spear and pierced its forehead directly.
This record surpasses her brother and sister. Even in the Iron Sand City big Clan, it is considered to be excellent. It was this hunt that made her fall in love with confrontation and fighting.
This time, the sandworm did not sneak into the ground, but raised its head, like a snake, slowly slipped over the sand. For a moment, Logia even felt that it would spray a mouthful of acid towards herself, corroding her beyond recognition. But in the end nothing happened, it passed her so quietly.
Next is Poison Scorpion and Desert Wolf ... her second and third opponents.
The former left her, but the latter stopped. Desert Wolf hesitated for a moment before shaking tail to her side, sniffing her bare feet full of cocoons, then turned around and walked side by side with her.
Logia remembered, it was a cruel challenge. -- Mojin Women want to become a qualified duel, they have to work harder than men. After she kept hunting a lot of sand worms and poisonous scorpions, she set her eyes on the wolves.
It's just that the wolves in collective action were far more terrifying than she expected. A sand storm broke up the team. When the storm subsided, the densely packed wolves appeared on the horizon.
The besieged Sandpeople rises up, but still can't beat the claws and fangs coming from all directions. The tribe fell down one by one. She had thought she would be buried here, but at the last moment, she was torn by a tear-like pain, and then she awakened to become a goddess.
A huge Wolf King.
She stands among the yellow sand stained with blood, looking down at the wolves, and wherever she looks, the wolves all fall, just like kneeling to the gods who dominates their fate.
After awakening, the road suddenly becomes much more spacious.
The leader of the same age, the Clan warrior, the battle-hardened warrior ... They came one by one, disappeared one by one, and the hearts of Logia gradually tightened.
Perhaps the dream ends when the last opponent passes by her.
There is not much time left to walk.
She wanted to make her pace slower ... but it didn't help.
It didn't take long for the earth to become dark, and it seemed that something huge was passing over her head. Logia raised head, saw the figure of Four Wings Eagle.
The last moment is here!
At the same time, the surrounding Desert Wolf gave a roar, and his body swelled violently, rushing towards the sky overlord.
Two beasts slammed together, blood and feathers scattered, seemingly trying to complete the duel on the burning platform that has not yet been divided.
Logia held her breath and stared at her own ending battle. Each time -- fights, her body faithfully records all feelings, which is why she grows faster than the average person. If she fights with this monster again, she firmly believes that she can persist longer, and can even bite off the opponent's head without waiting for Ash to intervene.
Unfortunately she can't wait for this opportunity.
The battle soon became fierce. The Logia wanted to rush up to fight alongside the wolf, but found that the body was completely unable to move, and even his feet began to lose consciousness.
She realized that the dream was about to wake up.
This fear gripped her heart and made her tremble.
No, she doesn't want to spend the rest of her life in bed like a futile!
She wants to stand up!
I want to keep fighting!
However, the feeling of imprisonment is getting stronger and stronger. It has spread from both legs to neck. At this moment, it is impossible to move even the lower neck.
Suddenly, Desert Wolf's abdomen was pecked away by a hawk, and a groaning -- was suddenly heard. It dragged its intestines and stumbled for two steps, and fell weakly in the direction of Logia. Even if it lost the ability to fight back, it still used a wide back. She shielded her from all subsequent attacks.
The pecking was like beating in her heart.
Not -- -- --!
Logia opened her eyes sharply and sat up.
The sand road and the beast disappeared in an instant, and the maid's exclaimed sounded, "Milady Princess ... you, you woke up!"
That's right ... she lingered for a while, and she woke up.
She also stood for the last time ... wait, Logia couldn't help it, she clearly saw the maid running to the bed in a panic, wiping the cold sweat from her body. The tops of the old tents, the swordsmen hanging on the walls, and the burning brazier were all very clear.
How can this be done with one eye alone?
She reached out to her left eye subconsciously, and her touch was intact.
No, it ’s not just the eyes, the two arms are also unharmed, there is no soreness on the body, even the feet ...
Logia yanked open the quilt, rolled over from the bed, and stood firmly on the ground.
"This is ..." She looked at the startled maid.
"The group of north people brought and brought a new goddess and healed all your wounds," the maid stuttered. "She doesn't even use herbs, just stroke her hands, your The wound will heal again. "
"Greycastle's Neverwinter City, there is a witch called Nana. She has the ability to heal any injury, even if only one breath is left, or her hands and feet are completely broken, she can make the injury recover as usual.
The words of Ash suddenly appeared in Logia's mind ... So that's it, what she said was not a word of comfort, but there was such a magical witch.
"Where are they?" Logia quickly put on his coat. "I have to go and thank her."
"It's gone."
"What?" She frowned, "What about Ash?"
"It's not in Iron Sand City anymore, Brave Sand Clan took the first batch of Sandpeople to Greycastle southern region two days ago."
"Really ..." The wolf girl's movement slowed down. "How many days have I been unconscious?"
The maid held out three fingers timidly, and then added three more.
"Six days ... It's really a long dream," she sighed, "What else happened to Iron Sand City during this time?"
"Yes, Raging Wave Clan annexed the severely damaged Black Water Clan, and then launched a sacred challenge to us ..." The little girl's expression was a little low, "Master Clan Head he and he did not engage in the battle, but gave up directly. Mad The ranking has fallen to third place ... we can no longer live in this stone castle. "
"Really?" Logia raised an eyebrow. "I'm going to meet my father."
"Ah ... wait, Milady Princess, your Hood and cape! "The maid chased the door with a stack of clothes." There have been a lot of outsiders in the stone castle recently. Some came to discuss the matter with the Clan Head adult, and some ... "She said, her voice suddenly became as thin as a gossamer.
"Here's here to drive us away, right?" Logia reached out and touched the pointed ear on the head, then smiled at her, "Keep it, I don't need them anymore."
"Eh? is --"
Before becoming Clan Head, try to hide the inhuman characteristics as much as possible. Even the goddess, the appearance of ordinary people will attract rejection and suspicion. -- This is a warning from his father. But after walking the long sandy road in her dream, she had understood what she wanted.
Half-human half-beast? monster?
That doesn't prevent her from continuing the fight, right?
Logia waved his hand, without further explanation, but strode straight towards the top of the stone castle.