[Western Fantasy] The mystery of life and death

Custa remembered that all of Lorca's equipment was made by Mason.Lorca once proudly introduced her to this best friend who grew up together.

She has also seen Lorca's dagger - "Morning Dew".This is an astonishing masterpiece. I didn't expect that the shy and quiet Mason would be so powerful. He could refine magic weapons of this level in his youth. It can be seen that Mason's refining of magic artifacts has already reached the level of a master. .

She looked at the moonstone communication leaf carving in her hand, could this be Mason's work?How could a master refiner make such a low price mistake?

Cuista also personally tried the refining process. Although she was young at the time and could not completely imitate all the functions, she knew that the last process was completely natural during refining.

Unless - deliberately ignored!

Cuista stabilized her mind, and she poured spiritual energy into the inner structure of this moonstone message leaf.At this time, she found an unusual place. She discovered that there was a strange small magic circle that replaced the last process. It was very inconspicuous and hard to detect. When all the spiritual power gathered here, the moonlight stone leaf carvings would emit light.And the normal communication tool will only glow after being connected with the energy of the other party!

When Lorca was in danger and needed to send a message, he injected spiritual power, and the white light lit up, thinking that the message had been sent...

Thinking of this, Cuista suddenly felt cold all over.Looking at the traces left by the fierce battle all around, the violent impact, the scattered gravel, the scorched marks after the fire, the blood-stained rocks, the stumps everywhere, and the rags hanging on the claws, and Think of the smell of blood in the pool.

Anger made her tremble uncontrollably.Her gaze became as cold as ice, and the long whip made of the saber-toothed thunder eel crackled and shone with countless electric lights.The "headwind" was so frightened that he rolled and crawled away.It thought in horror: Her Royal Highness is too, too, too scary.Lord Loka, where are you?Come back soon.If he doesn't come back, "Naifeng" will be roasted and eaten by His Royal Highness the Princess.

Cuista tried her best to stabilize her emotions. She forced herself to calm down and rearranged her thoughts again.Then she fires up her own messenger leaf.The white light lit up, "His Royal Highness Palmer, is Mason in your search and rescue team?"

"Mason? I haven't been able to find him for several days."

After a short pause, Palmer added, "He's not with Lady Libetas either."

Then Palmer asked, "Cesta, are you looking for Lorca? Where are you?"

"Imeki is down," Custa replied. She is now full of doubts about the people around Lorca, and she is unwilling to disclose the direction of her investigation.

"Be careful, the psionic turmoil has been severe recently." Palmer said worriedly.

"Thank you. I'll be safe."

End the conversation with Palmer.Custa felt an infinite chill surround her.Loka trusts this friend with unusual rumors without any doubts.She remembered the way Lorca talked about Mason. He was proud of Mason's talent. Mason had a charming talent and a precious talent. At the same time, Lorca felt very sorry for Mason's unfortunate experience.

"When I enter the Presbyterian Church in the future, I must know what happened to Mason and his family. My parents often say that there are remnants of those demons out there," Loka held Custa's hand, his eyes were like The sapphire under the sun reflected its brilliance, "Cesta, we must not let such a tragedy happen again. We must protect people like Mason from suffering misfortune. Let all Aranti people never suffer from misfortune .”

What if the person you want to protect with all your heart is a demon?Custa burst into tears.She raised her whip angrily.

"Crackling", "crackling", "crackling" whipped on the mountain rocks, and the rocks burst and splashed everywhere as if they were constantly being struck by lightning.All of a sudden, there was lightning and smoke everywhere.The frightened flame monitor lizards thought that there was a space shock outside, and shivered in their nests.

Custa managed to calm herself down.She was determined to find Mason first and ask him well—well—ask him. Thinking of this, the long whip was once again shrouded in lightning.

After making up her mind, she decided to set off immediately, and she blew the whistle to call for "Negative Wind".Waited for a while but got no response.

She blew a few more times, still echoing through the air with an angry surge of mana.In the past, "Headwind" would have rushed over long ago, fearing that he would be whipped if he was too late.But after waiting for a while, he still didn't see the familiar figure.

Could it be?Did you accidentally injure him when you got angry just now?No way, this guy has always been very clever, and he always hides as far away as possible every time this happens.

It was still all around.

Custa immediately became alert.The long whip floated up with traces of electric light, like a long snake, and like a long dark cloud lingering around his side.

She slowly moved to a higher place. "Headwind" has the habit of a bird of prey that likes to stay at a high place. Being condescending has advantages in both observation and attack and defense.She walked slowly step by step, vigilantly sensing all the subtle movements around her.The sound of the wind, the sound of small gravel rolling down, the sound of my own footsteps.

Finally, she found "Headwind" behind an ugly boulder.It lay on the ground lazily, with its head and wings drooping.Custa's heart tightened, and she immediately rushed over to pick it up.

She breathed a sigh of relief.This guy is alive!

It's just that the bird's situation is very strange. It feels hot all over its body when holding it in my hand.Its whole body was undulating greatly, as if it was panting violently, its beautiful white feathers were all fluffed up and rolled up noisily.Cuista stroked it gently, and while smoothing its fur, she used her spiritual power to gently comfort and probe.As if feeling the breath of Cuista, "Headwind" opened his eyes in confusion, but his orange pupils were not as sharp as those of a bird of prey, and his eyelids were half drooped lazily, and he didn't know whether he was awake or fainted.

Cuista sensed that its life rhythm was completely chaotic, even more and more "boiling".The heartbeat and blood flow are very, very fast, and they are in an extremely excited state, far beyond what the body and mind can normally bear.Even the soul is gradually slacking off and becoming unstable.Custa couldn't help feeling frightened, and she burst into tears unknowingly.

Could it be poisoning? The mental power of "Headwind" is extremely strong, even surpassing that of ordinary magicians.General neurotoxins do not affect it at all.

Trista forced herself to calm down.She found out all the mirror dream crystals she carried with her, and cast a small crystal moon sealing technique to seal "Nailwind" inside.Fortunately, the two priests specially prepared many magic weapons for her to take with her in case of any eventuality, and "Nairwind" is a small cuckoo falcon.Because of her mana, she needs the mirror dream crystal to cast it, and it can only be sealed for one day.Fortunately, the Mirror Dream Crystal that I brought was just enough.

Temporarily stabilize the "headwind".Trista calmed down and thought.After arriving here, "Headwind" has been circling and searching for vigilance.No abnormalities were found around. The state of "headwind" is also normal.Then, he went down to the bottom of the water and fished out Loka's message leaf.And then……

Her heart shuddered! — Pool!