The Wizard World: 340 Before the Storm 1
The man talked about the sight of Ziang once he saw, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes.
"That thigh is like a part of a person, and it is no different from our normal people walking. It's like there is a person we can't see walking slowly."
Angle narrowed his eyes and didn't speak.
Both were a little silent for a while.
Angle only spoke a moment later: "Forget it, the environment here is too bad. But since you can hide here for so long, you must be safe?"
"Of course, I blocked the whole cellar with the church's only blessing slate, which can effectively avoid the tracking of those monsters." The man nodded quickly.
"What's it called? My name is Green." Angelle grinned, revealing fair teeth.
"Just call me Sangzan." The man hesitated slightly. "Excuse me, can I go and hide for you ... Actually, it's mainly my two children who can't stay in this environment forever." "A lifetime" he looked at Angle with a plea in his eyes. "I'm okay, it's just that I can help my two kids with whatever you want. But they can't stay here anymore."
He reached out and rubbed the heads of the two children: "I'm the best colin hunter in this area. My spar card is level three. Although there is no energy now, as long as there is spar, I can restart it. Restore strength. I can teach you my tactics. "
"colin hunter? spar card?" Angell frowned. Discover these two new words I heard for the first time. He remained calm, guessing that this should be the special fighting style of the German civilization in this world.
The word hunter is obviously related to fighting.
"That is. Now you are so weak because of the lack of spar?" he asked tentatively.
"Yes." Sangzan raised his right hand and pulled open the black sleeves. Bare arms inside.
A black mechanical device on his arm is like a black iron armguard. In the center of the arm, a dim, dull blue round spar is already covered with dense cracks.
Sangzan showed a helpless expression.
"I've been running out of spar for more than half a month. This is the last bit of energy, and I save it for life. Although I have saved as much as possible, but recently the black smoke insects have suddenly increased ... I ca n’t help but use the ability. Besides living here for a long time, I am already seriously ill ... I ca n’t let my children do the same.
He looked at his two children with a hint of firmness in his eyes. It seems determined.
"Your body is very clean. In this environment, you can still be so clean. There must be enough water to clear your body, and enough food and adequate rest to ensure your physical and mental quality. So I guess you must have a safe place to rest. Am I right? "
Angel shrugged: "You're right. In this environment, you can still keep yourself clean, which is itself the biggest flaw. But you should still retain a little strength, right? I need to see See what level of your third-level strength is, and how? "
Sangzan smiled bitterly: "This last spar can only maintain at least two second-level attack defenses. If not ... I used to be a senior hunter called Tiansuo again How could it have fallen to this point?
"Twice the secondary power. Can you control the range. Show me the example here." Angle asked in a deep voice. He needs to actually compare the levels of strength in this world.
"Of course no problem. However, there is no energy"
Sangzan is hesitant.
Angele didn't speak, just put a finger up.
Oh!
A flash of flame ignited at the tip of the finger. The bright pale yellow fire light instantly gave a light to the whole cellar.
Sangzan's eyes narrowed.
"Do you still have spar? !!!"
"Naba! None of NABA!" The two children started shouting with excitement when they saw the fire. They timidly came out from behind Sanzan, staring at the flames eagerly.
Bright flames illuminate their faces, reflecting two pale, almost transparent faces, and frozen blue lips.
Angele smiled, didn't answer Sanzan's words, but from this sentence. It is obvious that this ability to control fire is not very rare here, it seems that using spar can also achieve the purpose.
"Now, let me see your strength." He retracted his fingers and extinguished the fire.
Sangzan's face showed a bright glow, and he nodded heavily.
He raised his right arm and swaggered in front of him.
Oh!
A blue line suddenly emerges in the air, crystal is like crystal, releasing a faint blue light. The slightest chill suddenly filled.
The blue light is reflected on the four people, dyeing all of them a light blue.
Sangzan stepped back, watching the blue line in front of him quietly, his right hand with the arm guard started to make some weird movements slowly on his chest.
Om! !!
A humming sounded instantly in the cellar.
Suddenly, the whole cellar is surrounded by dense blue lines, each one meter long. The dense blue lines spread throughout the cellar, releasing huge energy fluctuations.
Angel's face changed slightly. A faint blue light flashed in both eyes. Groups of data kept flowing into his brain. These inexplicable blue lines are like time bombs, one of which is not much, but there are hundreds of these so many. It broke out in an instant, no matter what the way, it can cause the energy shock of Baidu.
"No way" Sangzan sighed suddenly.
With his sigh, all the blue lines in the surrounding cellar disappeared, as if they hadn't happened again.
"What's wrong?" Angelle asked in a deep voice.
Sangzan raised his hand. The spar in the middle of the armour of the arm had completely lost its blue color. There are more cracks on the top, and they may collapse almost at any time.
"Cough!" Suddenly Sangzan covered her mouth. There was a sharp cough. The slightest blood ran down the gap between his fingers and almost fell to the ground.
"Teach me your language just now. I will help you look after your child." Angli has scanned him with a chip just now. This Zanzan's body is as weak as ordinary, but his mental strength is very strong. And now it is overdraft of vitality. I don't know what disease I have, and I have been tortured by the disease to the last point of my life.
It can be said that he can still stand in front of himself. Perhaps it is because no one can entrust the two children.
"Have you agreed?" Sangzan gave a slight hesitation.
"Hmm."
Angel stayed in the cellar for a while, and let Zanzan teach his language. This language is similar to ancient Byron and seems to have been improved. It only took two days for Angell to adapt to the change.
As a polymath, his rapid mastery of knowledge is far beyond the average person's imagination.
Samzan was surprised and had to admit that Angli was the most powerful genius he had ever seen.
In two days, not only did you master the variants of Byron. I also learned about the class hierarchy of the nightmare world.
Hunter, hunter. This is their main class pillar. Runs through the entire nightmare world.
This world is full of weird and powerful creatures, and humans, here from the beginning, have hunted other races to gain living space.
Emerging humans are fighting with spar and cards to release energy. Called a hunter. The strongest in the hunter, the king in an area, is called the king of hunters.
Although the average hunter is relatively rare, one can appear in almost one hundred people. And only advanced hunters, hunters who can have titles, are among the elite. The higher is the hunter.
Having a title means surpassing the average hunter and can be given the title of colin hunter by the Church of the Mother of Iicolin.
Ordinary people. Hunter, senior hunter, and then hunter.
This is the general level of the world. The level of hunters varies from place to place, and the level of advanced hunters naturally varies. The strength of the hunter must be certified by the church, or passed the assessment, with merit, strength and so on.
Of course, this was before the outbreak.
Now, it's been so long. According to Sanzan, it is estimated that 10% of the survivors are hunters. There are only those lucky ones who may still be able to survive the cataclysm.
While teaching Angele's common sense, Sanzan's spirit is getting worse.
Until the afternoon of the third day.
"Thank you for the jerky, it tastes great." Sangzan leaned against the wall, while he was putting on his black clothes, and chewing the food given by Angele. "It's time for the black smoke insects to gather again. I must go out and lead away those disgusting guys."
"Your health is too bad. Let me go." Angle stood up and said lightly. "Although I changed you a spar, but in your current physical condition, going out is tantamount to death."
The spar he said can actually be replaced by the advanced magic stone on Angele. Although the constructed energy is not pure, it is abnormally mixed and its power is greatly diminished. But it is also far better than no energy was available before.
"But you are not very familiar with the situation around here," Sangzan hesitated. "I do n’t look down on your strength, but you do n’t know how to do it best. Or I ’ll go.”
"It doesn't matter. I still have experience dealing with those black bugs." Angell grinned. "Well, I'll go out first. You pay attention to the situation, if not serious, just go to me."
He didn't wait for Sangzan to answer, and walked straight up the stone steps.
"Brother Green, you must come back safely." The boy among the two children shouted loudly.
"Of course." Angle smiled back. The food on his body and the warmth lingering in the surrounding force field had completely conquered two children who had not been warm for a long time. This method of maintaining temperature without consuming oxygen makes two children love to stay beside Angele.
This is the small temperature rune that Angliet engraved on the mental power crystal at first, but it was unexpectedly obtained in this environment.
Gently pushing away the slate, Angliet's eyes blinked blue. Scanning the surroundings again, no danger was found.
He slowly lifted the slate. The three in the cellar did not dare to speak out. This is the most critical time, and the position of the cellar must not be exposed.
Outside is a black starry sky. The light blue stars are like diamonds set on black cloth. They are shiny and dense.
Angel also has a sense of vastness.
The night sky is extremely clear, but there is no moon, only stars.
He slowly lifted the slate and got out.
The air at night is exceptionally fresh, and a breeze blows on to Angele's face, faintly bringing a hint of acid smell.
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