Quadruple split

Although they were still talking and laughing, from an objective point of view, the escape process of the two people was not smooth.

It is true that Futaba used Rose's fertility magic to make a hole right under the twisted plant and sent the two to the exit of the arena through several vines when it was about to become unsustainable, but this move The effect it can play is actually very limited. Although it has opened a certain distance, it has only opened a certain distance.

Not to mention the 'supervisors' who make up the main part of the pursuers, the gray lizard hunting warriors who drive the poisonous horned gray lizards are not slow. Although they are not as fast as the black dragon colt, the standard mount of the Diesel Cavalry, they are still fast. Far faster than something like Wang Ba Dan.

If nothing else goes wrong, it is only a matter of time before they catch up with Mo Tan and Futaba, and this period of time will definitely not be too long.

And Futaba, who was always curled up in Mo Tan's arms and chatting nonsense with the former, had actually been working hard to create 'accidents' for the pursuers.

Logically speaking, this is not a difficult job. After all, whether they are earth mage, fertility priest, druid or summoner, they are all very good at causing trouble for others through various means. In addition, they also like to give troubles to others in terms of personality. Futaba was troubled by others, so to describe this kind of work as "handy" is an understatement.

However, according to the two people's previous assumptions, Futaba has a very important responsibility in the follow-up plan. Under this premise, she must save her strength before successfully joining her companions. From the player's point of view, regardless of 'Physical energy value, faith value, and magic value' must all be saved as much as possible, especially faith value and magic value, which are the core of magical power, and at least 80% must be left to be sufficient.

In other words, no matter how suitable it is to cause chaos to the pursuers, Futaba can only use about 20% of the basic value, which is a huge restriction.

To be honest, if this girl hadn't been called a 'natural caster', and could even use every ounce of her power carefully in a way similar to writing code, it would have been impossible to survive until now with 20% of the magic value and faith value.

But even so, Futaba, who currently has 83% magic value, 85% faith value and 72% physical fitness value, is almost reaching the limit. You must know that using your brain is also a kind of physical labor, so even if you are held by Mo Tan the whole time In her arms, her physical exertion was still not much greater.

As for Motan, he did not consume much. After all, Haru Kutata's physical fitness was good, and Meifu was a relatively slender tree elf. After running this section of the road, his physical consumption was even higher than before. Futaba uses his brain less at high intensity.

"Well……"

Sowing a handful of dark purple seeds again, and watching them grow into healthy piranha plants in just a few seconds, Futaba raised his little hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead, very surprised. Unhappily, he raised his head and asked Mo Tan, "Can't you run faster? I'm almost exhausted!"

Mo Tan gave a bitter smile and said helplessly: "The speed can be about 20% faster, but if I sprint with all my strength, I'm afraid I won't be able to care about your comfort level, Futaba."

The girl raised her eyebrows slightly and said angrily: "Do I look like that delicate little fresh breast?"

"No no."

Mo Tan quickly shook his head like a rattle, and then asked cautiously: "Then should I speed up a little?"

"no."

Futaba waved her hands with a calm and pretty face, gritted her teeth and said: "I'm not afraid of bumps, but in that case I may not be able to concentrate on thinking, and it's easy for me to make omissions."

Mo Tan, who had also considered this for a long time, nodded slightly, and while carefully speeding up his pace as much as possible without affecting Futaba's comfort, he sighed softly: "Then let's..."

"Are you afraid of pain?"

Shuangye didn't wait for Mo Tan to finish, but suddenly asked this question.

"pain?"

Mo Tan was stunned for a moment, then chuckled: "Although I can't guarantee it, I'm quite confident in enduring the pain, uh... if it's not too much..."

"Listen, Frank, we only have three ways to go now."

Futaba took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "First of all, continue to rush at this pace, risking being chopped to pieces by those behind you while rushing and hoping that someone will pick us up; secondly, I will no longer save energy and do my best. Blocking those grandsons will ensure that we reach our destination smoothly, but the plan we agreed on before will probably go bankrupt; thirdly..."

"Is it a way that will cause me more pain, but is enough to get us out of this dilemma?"

Mo Tan answered with a smile before Futaba finished speaking, and then nodded vigorously: "Then let's use the last method."

Futaba raised her eyebrows and reminded: "I told you in advance, it will probably be very painful."

"But if that's the method you most approve of, Futaba, I'm willing to believe you."

Mo Tan lowered his head and blinked at Futaba with a smile, and said with a smile: "And I also believe that you will try hard not to make me feel too uncomfortable."

Futaba twitched her lips: "Haha..."

"bring it on."

Mo Tan took a deep breath on the spot, and without even asking about the content of the other party's third proposal, he tightened the girl in his arms slightly and said in a deep voice: "I'm ready."

【This person...】

Futaba scratched his cheek helplessly, then put down his hands that had been hooked on Mo Tan's neck, and put his palms against Mo Tan's chest, saying softly: "It will be very painful at first... …”

"Well, I understand."

"But once you get used to it, it shouldn't hurt too much."

"That's great..."

"If you get used to it, you might feel pleasure."

"Well?"

"You won't be addicted..."

"To be honest, I'm starting to hesitate."

"Don't worry, I will be very gentle~"

"Futaba, what on earth do you want to do... ugh!"

Mo Tan couldn't finish what he said, because just when he was halfway through, the girl's little hand that was close to his chest suddenly pierced through the breastplate and clasped tightly on Haru Kutata's chest. On the chest.

At the same time, those fingers that had been chewed to pieces quietly turned into needles, easily piercing Haru's skin and breaking into the latter's body.

A pain that was similar to "having been driven into the body by five small push-pins" quickly spread across the chest.

"Uh... uh..."

Mo Tan let out a roar of pain. He lost his balance in an instant and fell to the ground in embarrassment. However, just a second before he fell completely, Mo Tan, who seemed to be suffering from immense pain, still tried to turn around. His figure protected Futaba in his arms, and he never tried to pull away the latter's small hand that had penetrated his chest.

"Well, wait a minute, this seems more difficult to control than I thought..."

Futaba, who was lying on Mo Tan's chest, slowly sat up and lowered his eyes to look at the former's chest where his right hand had been deeply penetrated but no blood flowed out. He narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "But is it really that painful? ?”

[If you include the system’s sensory interference on the player, it should still be within an acceptable level...]

While sighing in his heart, Mo Tan, whose body seemed to be twitching instinctively, nodded with great difficulty: "Indeed... it may be a little beyond what I can bear..."

"Okay, okay, that's to be expected."

Futaba nodded lazily, then opened his status bar and glanced at it, the corner of his mouth curled up in a happy arc: "But it was successful for the time being, now I will be a little gentler and try my best to restore you to normal actions. level, but..."

"Huh~"

While sighing in relief because the pain in his chest suddenly subsided, Mo Tan carefully stood up, picked up the girl who was standing on her tiptoes again, and asked in a dry voice: "But what?"

"But as long as the pain you are suffering is reduced to a level that does not affect your actions, well, that is, to a level that allows you to hug me and run like just now, you have to shout immediately, understand?"

Futaba raised her little face and expressed seriously, and after Mo Tan nodded, she ordered with a smile: "Okay! Keep running!"

"I know...oh...I know."

As a result, Mo Tan continued to take steps, and the pain in his chest that was almost negligible continued to decrease under Futaba's control, and even made him feel...comfortable.

"whee."

Futaba grinned and said keenly: "Look, how are you? I didn't lie to you, did I? Are you slowly starting to feel comfortable and a little addicted?"

Mo Tan smiled bitterly and said a little tiredly: "Although it is understandable, this is probably just an illusion caused by the huge amount of pain I just endured, right?"

Futaba stuck out her tongue and said playfully: "Hmm, I hope your illusion can last longer, otherwise we will..."

"That's it."

At this moment, Mo Tan suddenly interrupted her, and at the same time gradually accelerated his pace, and said in a deep voice: "At this level, I should be able to bear it."

"no problem."

Upon hearing this, Futaba immediately lowered the intensity of the 'extraction', and then licked the corner of her mouth charmingly: "But having said that, Frank, your 'taste' is really good, it has a very mellow feeling!"

Mo Tan ignored the ambiguity in the other person's tone and chuckled: "So, are you really sucking my blood right now?"

"To be precise, it's nutrition, but you're right. After all, most of nutrition is in the blood."

Futaba chuckled, and then blinked in confusion: "Oh, by the way, the one who tastes good is not 'Frank Hughes', but the 'Haru Kutata' you are playing now. That's right, sir, tsk tsk, really, I almost want to find a lizard man to fall in love with."

Mo Tan, whose face was getting paler, his health and stamina continuing to decrease at a rate of 1% every five seconds, and his scales gradually losing their luster, smiled reluctantly, and did not answer Futaba's words, but said lightly: " Is this also a type of fertility magic?"

"yes."

Futaba nodded vigorously and leaned lazily on Mo Tan's shoulder: "Is there any problem?"

"Although I rarely have the opportunity to interact with the clergy of the Holy Religion Union, as far as I know...huh..."

Mo Tan's steps suddenly staggered, and he regained his breath before continuing: "As far as I know, the image of the Abundance Sect seems to be very different from the 'Meifu Xiangluan' played by you Futaba."

The latter smiled slightly, shook his head and said: "I'm not from the Abundance Sect. You don't need to be too tactful. Well, let me think about it. In fact, what you want to express should be that the magic used by Mei Fu should appear It’s much weirder, cruel, twisted, and cold, right?”

Mo Tan pondered for a few seconds, and finally nodded: "Even if it's not as exaggerated as what you said, it shouldn't be too different. After all, when I traveled, I encountered some rich people who would often lend a helping hand to ordinary people. Priests and priests, their magical arts seem to be...well..."

"positive energy?"

Futaba chuckled and continued.

"positive energy?"

Mo Tan frowned at first, then nodded vigorously and said, "Well, it can be said that it is indeed very 'positive energy'."

"I don't think there's anything unusual about this."

Futaba yawned, and began to use the various values ​​​​that he was recovering at a high speed to lay out a large number of large-scale 'obstacles'. He said nonchalantly: "They are also earth element puppets, and the ones created by different mages are also different in height. She is fat and thin, so things like divine magic should be about the same. Even if Meifu's previous style of painting was 'great and upright', she has already changed to another persona when she is already crazy now."

Mo Tan frowned: "So?"

"So her skills also changed to a different style."

Futaba grinned and said seriously: "Think about it, a crazy beauty who is hysterical every day raises her little hand and gives you a few pieces of holy light and so on. Wouldn't it look awkward to you? Don't you think so? Will you be disappointed?"

[If you had seen Xia Lian’s thirty-six-way magic wand technique, I’m afraid you wouldn’t fart like this. 】

Mo Tan sneered in his heart, but nodded stiffly on his face, and reluctantly replied: "Well, maybe."

"Okay, okay, don't worry about whether these things are available or not. In the final analysis, magic and magic are just tools. Why are you studying these things blindly, a useless person who can't do anything?"

Futaba closed his eyes lazily and said calmly: "Keep running. I can guarantee that those guys will never catch up with us before we get close to the coast."

"good."

Mo Tan nodded vigorously, then stopped talking and started running.

But the doubts in his heart were not reduced by Futaba's nonchalant explanation.

Although he didn't think that the deadbeat in his arms was deceiving him, in the final analysis, Futaba, a person who also had the talent of "Unbeliever", had nothing to do with divine arts.

But Motan is different...

After all, 'Tan Mo' is a [disbeliever] and has nothing to do with the Dawn Sect's new treasure, 'Black Brahma'.

Chapter 1,239: End