Fast Travel Mystery Project

Chapter 315 Starship Captain is a Merchant (49)
Chapter 343 Life and Death
"It took me two days to figure it out." An Mo kicked a pebble by his feet.

The stone rolled far away and stopped only when it touched the totem pole that had fallen. She walked over to pick it up slowly, and a small wisp of flame shot out between her index finger and thumb, instantly burning it to ashes.

How fragile it is here, it is simply vulnerable.

The elves are proud of their super-strong long-distance single-unit combat capability and powerful but time-consuming large-scale magic. Under the hands of a rich and powerful cosmic powerhouse like Erjue, it only needs to detonate an S-level high-compression energy Crystals - In half a second, the glory of the elves can be restored to the past.

An Mo touched the broken totem pole for the last time. Without the power of the elves' faith, it was just an ordinary large stone pillar. Then the high-temperature flame began to burn, and it "crackled" for a while, just like the previous stones. Turned into a mass of ashes.

"I'm like that stone," she continued, and when she looked up at Earl, there was no sign of impatience on the other's face, "As the only next priest of the elves, I am The hope of the clan, whether I find them or they come to me, is an opportunity for you or your chess pieces to enter here again."

"So you took me away," she concluded, "and also created the illusion that the tribe intended to hurt me, so as to greatly shorten the waiting time."

Erjue smiled and nodded, as if he was listening attentively, and encouraged: "Keep talking."

An Mo pointed to the ashes of the totem pole that had just been burned, and said, "The entire elf clan is like that totem pole, which was wiped out smoothly in one fell swoop, but I don't know that I am the one who will live to the end."

As she said, she turned her right hand, and in the palm of her hand was the small stone that she had kicked just now.

Erjue chuckled lightly and asked with interest: "How did you find out?"

"Because you have been raising me, but you killed them all at once..." An Mo showed a very cold smile, and his red lips were particularly dazzling in the cold wind, "...Now, it is finally my turn. "

"Sometimes I can't help thinking that the entrance is in the chaotic star field, which is obviously only the lowest level of secret realm. Even if we are rare humanoid treasures, our strength is far from yours, and it won't help us much. The 'win-win' phenomenon that should have occurred does not exist, and the result of my body's feedback is - you will destroy me."

Erjue shook his head indifferently, as if he was regretting: "I didn't expect it to be that time..." When it came to their first confrontation in the backyard, he seemed reluctant to mention it. The following content is, "...yes, if you guess correctly, it will be ten, but - what's the use?"

An Mo didn't answer. He was still talking to himself about what he wanted to say. His speaking speed was as slow as his steps. He walked towards Erjue regardless of everyone's obstruction:

"Probably because I was too excited when I got the certificate and didn't think too much about it, otherwise I wouldn't fall into your trap. Now it seems that I can survive until now because of my mother, who slipped through the net. After all, you People who pursue perfection don't want to see flaws, although I don't know what you are trying to do."

After saying this, she just walked to a position five meters in front of Er Jue, followed by Wen Shu.

The two turned their heads and looked at each other, both of them saw the determination in each other's eyes, and they sternly shouted: "Go!"

An Mo transformed in an instant, and a slender chain of flames suddenly appeared around Er Jue with her slender fingers, binding him firmly.

Wen Shu on the side was slowly attaching his black mist to the flame chain. The reason why he was so slow was because he was concentrating on restraining Erjue who was struggling to resist with his eyes.

"Dad, help me!" An Mo suddenly turned his head and shouted to Father An.

This kind of surprise attack was agreed upon by her and Wen Shu. It was a desperate fight to the death. Originally, there was not much chance of winning. At this time, with the help of her father, she hoped that Er Jue could be trapped for a little longer.

"Hmph!" Er Jue sneered, the gray fog around his body rose, and he would be able to escape in a short time, "What's the use of dying!"

An's father instantly understood his daughter's thoughts. Although he was puzzled, he immediately protruded a thicker flame rope and put it around Er Jue's body. It looked much stronger than what An Mo released.

Seeing this, An Mo breathed a sigh of relief, and then said a word of help to An's mother, then closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, preparing to cast the hymn of life.

There is no way, Erjue came back from the B-level secret realm and his strength has greatly increased. No one is his opponent, not to mention that he has countless and various secret weapons, etc. The only chance of winning is to let his lover completely control his body.

It was impossible to kill the man, but it was possible to trap him for a while, so she was given time to cast the spell.

This is what she promised Wen Shu - Er Jue will not die.

"Darkness covers our eyes..." The second cast was obviously more skillful than the last one, and with the proper preparation, the flames around An Mo's body turned into colorful fluorescent lights, and even the dragon wings were inexplicably transformed into the transparency of elves at this time Butterfly Wing, the whole person looks extremely holy.

Her body gradually floated uncontrollably, without even needing to vibrate her wings.

At this time, An's mother, who could only do things in a hurry, also moved. She meditated on the spot, with a complicated imprint formed on her hands, and then she burned herself, as if she was about to sacrifice.

Not far away, An Mo suddenly felt a heat flow in her body, and she seemed to have inexhaustible energy in an instant. She looked back in a strange way, and saw her mother was burning from bottom to top. half body.

"Mom——" An Mo exclaimed and wanted to rush over to stop her, but her reason tightly tied her in place and continued to cast spells.

The other two people also turned around due to this shout. Wen Shu's eyes were moved. An's father's heart-rending dragon roar continued, and the flame rope became thicker again, but they still insisted on doing what they should do. things.

An's mother smiled at this moment, this emotionally fragile mother showed unprecedented strength at this moment, her eyes were full of love and reluctance: "Silly boy, every priest has different innate skills, mother That's the only way to help you, your father and that child won't last long."

Tears welled up in An Mo's eyes, and An Mo's voice trembled a little. After chanting the mantra, she just kept calling that familiar yet unfamiliar title: "Mom...Mom..."

She suddenly understood why the original owner's emotions were so intense, because the parents loved her so much.

With the disappearance of An's mother's figure, the last sentence was blown into An Mo's ears by the wind: "Baby, it was my mother who failed to protect you back then. This time, you must, must live a good life..."

Maybe it's because An's mother dedicated all her cultivation to her, or maybe it's because her heart is particularly pious this time, and the hymn of life went on unexpectedly smoothly.

Er Jue felt something was wrong. He was used to keeping everything in his hands and never gambled, so he concentrated his strength on his right hand and broke away first. He then turned his hand and took out a clear crystal. He didn't know what to do.

　Well, I decided to give you a day off on Double Eleven, don’t chase after me, how tired you are hahahahaha
　　
　
(End of this chapter)