elf successor

Gus clasped Yasha's steel-like skin tightly, and his fingernails actually went in a little bit. He was touching Germa who was very happy and didn't pay attention to the little guy on his shoulder who was not even a bug in his eyes. He still walked happily. As he stood, he was immersed in Ge Ma's praise and couldn't extricate himself.

Kolbach followed Gus's gaze curiously. He had never seen Gus with such an expression. Even in the snowfield, Gus was a little worried, but more importantly, he was free and easy. At that time, everyone was They were at the end of their strength, and they had to die together. Perhaps for this reason, Gus' eyes showed more tenderness towards Eve.

"Sir, what happened?"

"fine."

Gus reluctantly said something, then withdrew his gaze and leaned heavily on his shoulders. Kolbach looked at the bare wooden pillars in the center with confusion. Apart from that, there was only wind and sand in the sky, and he didn't scratch his head anymore. He asked what he was asking, and after cursing Yaksha a few times, he became quiet.

"Boom..."

As the dungeon door made a heavy sound, Gus and the four of them were thrown in before they could react. Germa screamed at the guard at the door again, and then didn't even look at the four Gus. He left in a hurry.

The dungeon is dark and embedded in the entire underground. Only the iron door connects to the outside world. Otherwise, Gus thought that with their IQ, they would not be able to complete such a rigorous project. Fortunately, there are no Yaksha guards in the dungeon, so there is still more space. Besides, Geer Ma seemed to be unprepared for these four people who were about to die. She only took away the witch staff and long sword from Guts's hand. Of course, she also took away the hidden sword, but she still kept the armor on Kolbach. Come down.

In their opinion, that thin layer of iron is really no match for their sharp claws.

Gus gasped for breath and slowly closed his eyes, but he couldn't get rid of the eight wooden pillars in his mind. They were the altars of the Yasha clan, but they looked exactly like the painting on Gus's chest. not bad.

Gus couldn't figure out how the Mage's Light, which should be a treasure of the human race, suddenly turned into the altar of the Yasha tribe. The eight wooden pillars had been watered with blood for countless years. Now there was no sacred aura, and the bright red surface was surrounded by endless... The Yin Qi of the wronged soul, even the demonic wind in the northern border, mysteriously avoided the eight wooden pillars and blew away from the pillars.

Tombstones, wooden pillars, tombstones carved from wood. The pillars were stained with blood. The feeling it brought to Gus was so similar to that of the Gate of Hell on his chest. He tremblingly took out the two scrolls on his chest. The dark In the dungeon, Gus could see them clearly. As he rubbed the two cold paintings, Gus suddenly became very interested in Yasha Central.

"I didn't expect to see you here. I thought it was a dream, but I didn't expect it to really exist."

Gus thought to himself, the elf's appearance reappeared in front of his eyes. The two looked at each other affectionately, just within reach. Gus wanted to reach out, but no matter how hard he tried, his arms seemed to be filled with heavy weight. The rust can no longer be lifted. The holy spirit was like the most gorgeous dream in the world. In the hazy moment, Gus heard those words again.

I am waiting for your return in the ocean of knowledge...

In a trance, Gus only felt that his soul was extending endlessly, and everything in the dungeon was flattened in his mind. Eve and Eisenna were talking in a low voice, Kolbach was rubbing his belly out of boredom, and there was still dripping in the depths of the dungeon. Bloody man, outside the dungeon, two Yakshas stood dutifully holding clubs. The evil wind roared, bringing up layers of sand and dust, covering the entire northern border. The sky and the earth were no longer white, like chaos, and extremely desolate.

Eight blood pillars stood proudly in the center of the tribe, with thick blood still stained on them. The blood was low, leaving endless blood threads but never opening, like dying believers. Between the blood pillars, there was no wind or dust. There were traces of blood on the clean ground, connecting the eight surrounding blood pillars. The blood was still rippling, soaking the entire earth red.

Gus stood in the center, feeling the pressure brought by the eight blood pillars, and felt that something was about to crawl out from inside.

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"Gus, wake up..."

"what?"

Gus suddenly woke up, looked at Eve in front of him, and let out a long sigh. Although it didn't last long, his whole body was already soaked, and his back was pressed against the cold earth. The fear from his soul made Gus feel at a loss. He had never felt more scared than he did today.

At that moment, standing in the center of the blood column, he felt insignificant for the first time.

Just like the devil in hell staring hungrily at his soul, if he is not careful, he will fall into the bottomless abyss.

"What's wrong?" Eve put Gus in her arms and asked anxiously. Gus was her god, and she was just a pear blossom in a corner of the world.

Gus forced himself to calm down, thought hard, and said feebly: "Go deep and have a look. There are people there. I can't move for the time being. You three, be careful."

The endless fatigue brought by the body made Gus unable to lift up any energy. The extension of his soul just now also consumed a lot of energy from Gus. It was like he was exhausted. He didn't even have the strength to hook his fingers. Gus' numb eyes looked up at the sky. , soul extension, this is the ability that Zijie only has. It is like being on the scene, which is far from comparable to manipulating elemental energy to explore the surrounding area.

Does that elf really exist, and does there really exist a place called the Sea of ​​Knowledge? Where did the mage go from ten thousand years ago? Why do the Yakshas summon tombstones? One by one, problems that were not problems in the past all crept into Gus's mind. For a long time, Gus said to himself: "Do we really want to go to Silver Moon Forest?"

He remembered what Ghost had said, that the Silver Moon Forest buried some of the past. Also, this body belongs to him. If so, who am I? Where is my body? After all, temporarily living in someone else's body is not a long-term solution. For some reason, Gus chose to believe the ghost's words in his heart without any doubt. Suddenly Gus felt that as long as the ancient ghost had the idea of ​​taking back his body, he would give it to him without saying a word.

It was a closeness from the soul that Gus couldn't resist.

Eve carefully placed Gus on the ground, and followed Eisenna anxiously into the depths. There were other people in the dungeon, which greatly stimulated Eve. Is her father still alive? Are the townspeople still alive? The most anticipated thing in the past has reached this point, but Eve has become cautious and cautious, and she does not dare to face the final outcome. Eisenna has no choice but to hold Eve's hand and slowly move it away.

She knew that this was cruel to Eve, and when the scars were bloody and peeled off, any previous illusions would disappear.

From time to time, the footsteps of three people could be heard in the empty dungeon. Gus closed his eyes weakly and controlled the Wuli source to rotate wildly, trying his best to absorb the remaining elemental energy in the dungeon.

Especially on his chest, green lights were swimming and his ribs were growing. Finally, it was no longer a tearing pain. It was like the spring breeze blowing, and his chest felt warm, which made Gus feel a lot better.