My Lady Queen

"do not want!"

"grown ups!"

Seeing this situation, the two girls, Shasha and Rhine, jumped up at the same time, lay down not far from the magma lake, and shouted at the place where the wish sank, ignoring that the high temperature had scorched their hair.

"It's all because of me, my lord... Your lord died because of me."

Rhine endured the bursts of pain from the wound on his body, and cried loudly.

Sasha clenched her fists tightly, hammered the ground heavily, and said with despair on her face: "Damn it, I will never be able to pay off my debts now, and I will never go back to the tribe again."

It's just that she didn't even realize that besides pity, there was more reluctance in her eyes.

What is rather strange is that this place is obviously a magma lake, but Wishing and Cymbeline just sank to the bottom of the lake without leaving a trace.

As the two fell into the lake, the magma that was still boiling suddenly calmed down suddenly, and then churned more violently than before, as if an invisible big hand was churning it vigorously.

Not only that, but the hand in the center of the lake has remained motionless since it appeared, as if it were a lifeless statue.

But at this moment, a piece of stone chips the size of a palm suddenly fell off from it. Immediately afterwards, more and more pieces fell from the giant hand, and fine lines began to spread all over it.

Not far away, the worship of the Yi crowd became more and more intense, as if they were calling for something.

Sasha wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said in a low voice, "What a troublesome guy, how am I going to explain this to Mi Li?"

Speaking of this, she looked at Rhine who was crying beside her, pulled him up, and said fiercely: "Hey, don't cry anymore. Since the two of us can't stop Ash Wing, we should hurry up!" Go back to your tribe, inform the other elves, and get ready as soon as possible."

Rhine also knew that it was far from the time to give up on himself, so he gritted his teeth and nodded.

The two women supported each other and walked slowly towards the passage not far behind them.

But the two of them hadn't walked 10 steps away when they heard a huge sound of "tong" coming from behind, followed by a huge heat.

Just as the two women hurriedly looked back, they saw a huge two-meter-long fireball rising from the magma lake, hanging in the center of the lake and slowly rotating, with magma continuously dripping from above.

Sasha and Rhine were shocked at first, and then showed ecstasy.

"Sister Shasha, tell me, my lord...is he still alive?"

"They all fell into the magma, that is to say, even iron can be burned." Sasha said hesitantly.

However, when she thought about the identity of the wisher, she couldn't help but feel a little relieved: "But if it's that guy, it's not sure. We orcs have a proverb that the more people do harm to the world, the longer their lifespan. Perhaps, he That's the kind of person."

For a long time, Rhine simply regarded wish-making as some kind of god, so he didn't believe that he would die so easily.

And Sasha knew better about making wishes, knowing that what he was relying on was actually an incense burner.But even so, she still feels that making a wish should belong to the kind of person who hides everything, and the frivolity shown is just a disguise.

The two women each had their own thoughts, and the round fireball did not move after it floated into the air, but as the magma liquid on it gradually fell off, golden rays of light bloomed from it, It seems that there is an extremely bright object wrapped inside.

The people in Get Wing not far away didn't know if they noticed this scene, but they still knelt on the spot and prayed, and it seemed that they didn't want to take care of the two people here.

Soon, the magma on the sphere fell off, and a strange sphere exuding pale golden light appeared in front of the two women.

"This thing looks familiar."

Sasha said to herself thoughtfully.

As soon as her words fell, the light on the sphere faded a bit, and the scene inside gradually appeared in front of the two of them.

"That's... that's my lord, he really didn't die!"

Rhine's eyesight was excellent, and he was the first to discover the objects inside the sphere.

Hearing this, Shasha hurriedly looked inside, and after a while, she finally saw clearly what was inside the ball.

Sure enough, as Rhine said, what lay inside was the wish that fell into the magma just now.

Shasha suddenly realized: "I remembered, this is not a ball, but a censer, the same censer that is usually used for making wishes."

Indeed, when the magma on it is completely falling off, it is not difficult to find that this is not a standard sphere but more like an open incense burner, and the left and right furnace ears and three legs are clearly visible.

And in this huge censer-shaped phantom, Wishing seemed to have lost consciousness and was lying motionless inside.

Beside him, Cymbeline's long sword was quietly lying aside. On the hilt, half of a charred object similar to a human arm could be vaguely seen.

Rhine couldn't help shouting excitedly: "My lord, my lord, wake up!"

However, making a wish turned a deaf ear to everything, and he seemed to have entered a strange dream.

In this dream, he saw that the incense burner and the long sword were originally one, but when they were transmitted to the earth, they accidentally hit an artificial satellite, not only deviated from the preset orbit, but also split into two.

One of the incense burners hit the wishing head on the way home from get off work.

The long sword was picked up by Cymbeline in the same city, and only then did the following series of events happen.

"So, the summoning altar and the long sword originally belonged to their owners, but they just happened to be picked up by me?"

A thought suddenly appeared in the wishing mind.

To be honest, although Wishing was completely unwilling to act as a summoning beast when he first got the summoning altar, after going through so many things, he began to realize that it might be possible to help others solve their difficulties. happy thing.

Especially those who pinned their hopes on him were all lovely girls.

The illusion in the dream gradually disappeared, but a message was deeply engraved in the wishing mind:

He has to continue this task as a summoned beast, and that long sword is his compensation.

Wishing suddenly woke up from the coma, turned over and sat up quickly, and shouted: "Who the hell are you?"

"I am the Lord of Summoning..."

A voice full of majesty suddenly appeared in Wishing's mind, and then slowly dissipated. When Wishing recalled the voice just now, he didn't even dare to confirm whether this voice really existed.

"My lord, you finally woke up!"