Mysterious journey

Garen accelerated his flight, and the wind and snow in front of him became denser and denser, but he always felt that the danger behind him that he could not get rid of was getting closer and closer.

"The soul ring won't lie to me. It looks like we're in big trouble!" Garen had long expected that the lack of coordination between his soul and body would cause trouble, but he didn't expect it to happen so quickly.

He felt faintly anxious.

But because he was holding the ice stalagmite, he couldn't increase his speed at all. The only comfort was the large amount of potential energy flowing into his body from the ice stalagmite.

In such a short period of time, it now has some attributes.

Garen quickly added it to his speed, and he suddenly felt that his speed had increased. The anxiety in my heart relaxed a little.

The front was white with wind and snow, and he couldn't see anything clearly. He didn't know which direction he was flying in, but he knew that if he didn't fly, once he was overtaken by the danger behind, the result might not be as wonderful as he imagined.

The level of power in this world is too high, and the research on the soul is too advanced, so there is no way to hide properly.

Whoosh.

Suddenly Garen seemed to hear something behind him.

He listened attentively, then his expression suddenly changed, he slumped down, and left his original position.

laugh!

Just as he was sinking, a ray of black light flew past him from the sky, bringing out a series of afterimages, breaking through the wind and snow in front of him and disappearing.

There was a faint sweat on Garen's forehead. He raised his left paw, and there was a deep crack on the back of the hardest paw. It was scratched by the snowflakes shot away by the black light projectile when he was dodging just now.

"We are indeed in big trouble." He flapped his wings faster.

Soon he floated up and down again, avoiding the path of the black light coming back.

Holding the ice stalagmite tightly, Garen used all his strength to fly forward quickly, not daring to stop at all. If there was still some doubt just now, there is no need to guess now. The guy behind is terrifyingly strong and cannot be resisted by him now.

Fortunately, Garen's fighting realm is too high, and he has a finger-like grasp of the surrounding environment within a certain range, otherwise there would be no time to dodge the black light.

The unknown enemy behind him seemed to have realized that this move was not effective, and immediately stopped taking action, but fell silent.

Garen didn't think the other party had given up.

Soon the ice stalagmite gave him a little more attributes. He quickly increased his speed again. The flight speed suddenly became faster again.

The enemy behind him seemed a little surprised, wondering how he kept increasing his speed.

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In the wind and snow, the Pain Knight was dressed in pitch black, with a black light all over his body, flying through the snowflakes. It faintly locked onto a small thing flying in front of it. It's just that the wind and snow were too strong and the distance was a bit far. I couldn't get it done the first time, which made the little thing a little wary. The speed increased.

"This is no longer the speed of an ordinary young dragon." The Pain Knight was a little surprised.

However, for the Lord's order, although he could not catch up quickly, he still insisted on catching up.

Living things always get tired, but he is different

He lowered his head and glanced at a red symbol on the giant sword, hesitated for a moment, but still didn't activate it.

That is the mark of the undead. The moment he hit the claw of the little dragon, the mark was already placed on the baby dragon. As long as it is turned on, it can be instantly pulled into the blinding hell, forming a pair with itself. In a fight to the death.

But this is the strongest ability of the Pain Knight. Once it is used, it will not be recovered for two to three hundred years. For a mutated soul, it will not be used until the last moment.

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Time passed slowly, and one day passed in the blink of an eye.

Garen has absorbed all the potential of the ice stalagmite, and has thirteen more attribute points in his body. However, he has not added all of them to his speed. Now his speed is comparable to that of the enemies behind him. Attribute points are precious, but it is not so. Just use it casually. What's more, he had a hunch that even if he focused on speed, he might not be able to get rid of the enemies behind him.

This was a premonition with no reason, but Garen believed it unconsciously.

After a full day of high-speed flying, Garen's body was not as tired as usual and he needed to rest.

Even though he was nourished by soul power, he still had the body of an ordinary young dragon. Being able to sustain his escape for such a long time was pretty good.

The enemy behind him sometimes took advantage of his fatigue to slow down and close the distance again, scaring Garen into hurriedly speeding up.

But he also saw the pursuer behind him.

It was an empty knight's armor, with two balls of green fire burning in the eyes, very similar to the undead knight in the inherited memory.

"I knew it! Damn it!" Garen had long expected that the abnormalities in his soul would be discovered by the master of soul research, but he didn't expect this premonition to come so quickly.

As soon as I came out, I was chased by undead creatures.

He couldn't get rid of this guy at the back, and Galleung didn't know what to do for a while. He has completely lost his way around here, flying everywhere in the wind and snow, unable to find anything to locate him. He was fortunate that he had not encountered a high-level elder monitor lizard after flying for so long, otherwise he would have been doomed now.

howl.!

Suddenly, a violent female scream suddenly sounded from behind.

A burst of green ripples instantly cleared all the wind and snow from behind, completely penetrating the position between the knight and Garen.

The ripples hit Garen's body directly without any hindrance.

Garen suddenly stiffened and paused in mid-air for a moment.

puff!

Tiny wounds exploded all over his body, and white blood splattered from the wounds.

A pain originating from the depths of his soul suddenly made Garen feel dizzy and almost wanted to fall headfirst.

His heart suddenly tightened. He originally thought he could just hang there and run for his life, but he didn't expect that the guy behind him suddenly launched such a terrifying attack.

He recognized the spell.

The seventh-level spell of Purgatory Horn is a failed imitation of the ninth-level Banshee's Wail, but it has the same terrifying lethality against the soul.

This is a special skill only possessed by the most powerful Pain Knight among the undead creatures!

"Knight of Pain. Trouble!" Garen felt that he had suffered eight lifetimes of bad luck and encountered a seventh-level creature when he came out. He was now an ordinary fourth-level creature, but he was easily hunted by a seventh-level creature.

Habitually holding back the pain, Garen looked at his status bar.

Looking at it, the status bar condition suddenly made his heart skip a beat.

‘Sawu-Strength 21 (19), Agility 17 (15), Constitution 12 (10), Intelligence 17 (15). Potential 89%. Soul limit 170

Level 1 Dragon Power. Level 1 arcane basics.

Being tortured by the curse of purgatory: all attributes drop by two points per hour, and positive energy is required to expel it, otherwise it can only be lifted automatically after waiting for three days of rest. If there is no positive energy offset, an average of five attributes will be permanently lost. Note that this curse stacks. ’

Actually, the average attributes were all reduced by two points!

And not only that, an unprecedented feeling of weakness continued to spread throughout his body. Garen felt as if his body was like a leaky bucket, with strength continuously flowing out.

He noticed the purgatory curse sign at the bottom at the back and screamed in his heart.

It drops by two points every hour. In the end, if there is no positive energy to offset it, the average attribute of five points will be permanently lost!

This is simply perverted!

Once it finally cannot be lifted voluntarily.

The four attributes add up to a loss of twenty points! Didn't this mean that all the attribute points he earned this time were wasted?

Garen even noticed that his four soul rings overlapped and had some cracks from the roar just now.

Obviously the opponent's attack is too powerful, and it is completely aimed at the soul, which is very powerful.

No wonder the powerful people in this world can even capture creatures from different dimensions and space for research at will.

"What should I do?" He felt anxious. If he had planned to drag down the enemies behind him at the beginning, he completely gave up on this plan after discovering that the guy was an undead. The undead don't get tired.

And he also noticed that the last reminder of the curse was that the purgatory curse could be superimposed.

"What the hell! This damn thing can actually be superimposed!?" He wanted to curse for the first time.

His soul ring would have cracked once, and he might have permanently lost twenty attribute points. If he did it again, it would be fine!

He guessed that this might be because his level was too low and his physique was not strong enough, so the immunity was not strong enough. After all, it was a seventh-level spell. He was able to bear it as a fourth-level creature and he was not dead. This in itself was already very surprising. Let's put it down. In general, this is where magic happens. Even if the main function of the Purgatory Curse itself is not to kill the enemy with instant death, but to weaken it, for a young dragon, it is already very impressive.

It spans three levels.

Although he was flustered, Garen's years of experience allowed him to calm down instantly and suppress all unnecessary emotions.

In this case, the opponent doesn't know what means they use to locate themselves, and the failure rate of hiding is too high, so they can only escape.

But simply running away would lead to death sooner or later.

The soul power in Garen's heart slowly began to vibrate. He began to carefully sense the existence of all the creatures around him. Although he can't get out of the body to explore with his soul power, he still has the innate ability of the devil kings, dream control.

As one of the ancient demon kings, he encountered the most troublesome incident, that is, his abnormality was discovered by the enemy in the weakest state. In the period when the demon kings had not yet grown up, once discovered, the situation would be catastrophic. .

Although they grow very fast, when discovered at this time, their survivability is only one or two levels higher than that of ordinary creatures of the same level.

Someone like Garen who can withstand spells that are three levels higher than himself is already very powerful.

It's like holding a balloon against a steel knife, but it was able to resist for a while without the balloon exploding. Simply a miracle!

The soul ring shook slowly. In the crisis, all surrounding creatures were targeted and appeared in Garon's mind. A large amount of soul power was consumed violently. But he didn't care at all. If he was stingy with these little things at this time, he would really be doomed.

"Bottom left!"

He suddenly found the direction, and the soul ring gave him the safest guidance in the world. Although this direction was also very dangerous, it was much better than other directions.

Garen would never believe that he would die in the wind and snow so mysteriously. Since his opponent did not deal with him immediately, he obviously had other considerations. As long as there is a buffer, there will definitely be a turn for the better.

He has always believed this.

"It's been a peaceful life for too long, and I seem to have begun to relax." Garen began to reflect on himself, whether he had been living too easily and comfortably, so that he actually fell into such a desperate situation without realizing it.

The wind and snow are getting heavier and heavier.

He flapped his wings faster and pounced toward the lower left.

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"You ran so fast. Did you struggle in the end?" The Pain Knight sensed the young dragon in front of him from a distance and found that its speed had dropped. The original plan to release another purgatory curse slowly faded away.

"It seems it only takes a little time to capture it. No need to spend too much energy."

He glanced at the runes on the giant sword, but they were not activated after all.

He accelerated and continued to catch up.

The snow and wind in the sky was separated by a vacuum layer around him, and not a single snowflake actually touched his armor.