because i am stel

So she rushed over.

She saw them.

Around the woods where the sun had not yet set, she saw the group of hungry beasts with green eyes—they were not local wolves.Because the native wolves of Mond will resist the urge to hunt humans.So, the moment the hungry and thirsty pack of wolves pounced on her.She vents the molten fire with the sword she holds.

Swords are fast.

The fire is hot.

The attacking wolves damaged seven or eight out of ten in an instant.And the remaining small part immediately fled around with their tails between their legs under this power.

Crisis lifted.

The physical damage has also reached a critical level.

Originally, it might be able to last for two or three days, but now it can only last for two or three minutes.Well, there's a little more to do before it's all over.

The girl pierced the sword into the ground.

And accompanied by an extraordinarily long breath, a ring of burning flames formed an incomparably solid protection around Alina's body.

Thus, all the blood faded with the last strength.Amid Alina's screams, the girl's body fell limply on the grass.

"Sirtel! You, you—" Elafia even forgot the common address.Screaming, he jumped on her body, wanting to reach out and hug her, but he didn't dare to move.

"It's okay...Alina." Shirter raised his hand with difficulty, wanting to touch Alina's cheek, and wipe away the teardrops that couldn't stop falling for her——her hand stretched out but was Lost strength, but was held firmly by Alina before falling.

"Death...is not my end. Wait for me here, I will come back soon..."

She saw Alina shaking her head desperately, with pain on her face and tears falling down her face.

"Stop talking! Sylter, take a good rest! Stop talking..."

——Ah, it was just an ordinary parting, why did it have to be like this?

—Yes, she did not know.She didn't know that this was the dream world.I don't know...why I call this place a dream.

A smile appeared on the corner of his pale mouth.Blood spilled from his back, staining the grass beneath him red.

"Don't blame me, Alina," she said softly. "as well as……"

"……do not Cry."

The pointer of life points to the last frame, and the next moment, the heart in the chest no longer beats.

She is dead.

....................................

Consciousness blurred for a moment, and then returned to sobriety.And when the ego can be identified smoothly, the door of the two worlds appeared in Miss Shirtel's cognition.

Ah, that's right.She died, her physical body in the dream world, died.

However, this is not a big deal... After all, the way she exits most of the dream worlds is death.And even if the body dies, it does not prevent her from descending to the same land with another body the next time she dreams.

Yes, exactly.She knew this ability, or characteristic, she possessed very early on.After all, she died more than once on the bloody battle field called Song of Hell in the first dream world she entered—she even saw her last corpse and buried it properly.And this is actually one of the reasons why she can obtain the upper-level combat power of this world view in a very short period of time in every dream world.

After all, it takes capital to be a tool person these days.

Under the premise of being able to continue the level, desperation and self-sacrifice naturally became the preferred items.

So--

She looked at the door, and she still couldn't bring Alina through the door—she tried to save her life when she was with Frost Star, just to prevent her from being repatriated after death and leaving Frost Star in the dream world bad unfolding.However, as the journey to the dream world continued.What is supposed to happen will eventually happen.

——Fortunately, the result this time is not bad.At least I can go back again.

The girl hovering at the gate of the two worlds thought to herself, and the next moment, she let herself fall towards the surface of the world again.

....................................

Miss Steele opened her eyes.

Similar but different woods, the sun is shining in the sparse leaves, and the slope of the shadow of the grass leaves tells her that it is not long since the last body died.And she got up immediately, and what was reflected in her perception was a body that was much weaker than last time.

The leather armor was replaced by a high-quality dress.The epee wielded with both hands was replaced by a broadsword held in one hand.The skin has also changed slightly, becoming delicate and soft.If the previous body belonged to an experienced mercenary warrior, then this body should belong to a noble girl with less than two-thirds of the former's physique.

A little weaker, but it doesn't matter.

She stood up, but still did not find any evidence of her identity on herself, and at the same time, the God's Eye, which is unique to this world and can be easily controlled by mortals after obtaining it, was not included in her palm.

Miss Steele took a deep breath.

Flame breath surged in her body, and the defects in her physique were quickly made up for.And the sympathy generated by the flames of this only one family.She sensed that her target was only a few hundred meters away.

"Go to Alina," she said to herself.

So she stepped forward, and the sparse woods could not be an obstacle to her progress—every time she took a step, Yan's breath would accumulate more elements in her body.And the previous failure case was used as a reference. This time, when she took the hundredth step, she built a building in her body. The power consumption was nearly two-thirds lower than the previous time, but the stability was extremely high, and An element fusion furnace with almost no harm to the body.

The tenth step is to build the model.

No.30 steps, basic shape.

Step No.70, verify and try to operate.

The hundredth step, the power is in the palm of your hand.

She doesn't know how powerful the God's Eye holders in this world are.But if the wind dragon is used as a benchmark, then the combat power he currently possesses should be able to fight the injured wind dragon in the air-it is impossible to win, but it is probably impossible to lose if he loses.

So she moved on.

When she took the third step at 230, she saw a ring of fire that was crumbling.There was a light wind swaying around, and it calmed down silently the moment she arrived.

She saw her own corpse being hugged tightly by the maiden of Elafia.And that beautiful little deer threw itself on top of 'his body', weeping mournfully.

Kind of embarrassing.

But no matter how embarrassing it is, you have to bite the bullet.

She stepped through the circle of fire that could not hurt herself, and the weeping girl was oblivious to the movement outside.

"Shirtel, Shirtel..."——she heard the girl calling her name repeatedly.It seems that this way the sleeping corpse can be called out from the state of death.

"Why are you doing this to me, why... If this is a nightmare, why haven't I woke up yet. If not... If not... I, I haven't told you anything yet..."

The embarrassment intensified.The flaming-haired girl couldn't help coughing lightly, but this tried-and-true routine was completely useless to Elafia, who no longer paid attention to everything around her—she stretched out her hand, but froze in mid-air awkwardly.

"If I knew this earlier... I, I should have told you from the beginning."

"I... I have always had a love for you—"

Elafia's voice stopped abruptly, because some red-haired idiot who had no choice but to act no matter how embarrassing, finally couldn't help but put his hand on her shoulder.

So, Xiaolu turned his head subconsciously.

"Sorry, I'm not dead yet... You can understand this as some kind of Originium skill. Similar to that black snake?" Miss Stelter smiled awkwardly and impolitely.

Then Alina looked at her carefully from top to bottom.

Turning his head, he looked at the body lying on the ground again.

He raised his head again and looked at her again.

The face of the poor little deer turned red in an instant, and then turned pale in an instant after realizing what he had said.She made a miserable sound of 'goo'.Just passed out so simply and neatly.

Miss Steele slapped herself across the face with a sharp slap.

--what to do?I am particularly meowing, did I hear something that I shouldn't have heard! ?

——I'm all 'dead'.The chances of Alina cheating on the corpse here are negligibly low.So on the basis of this theory... Is the corner of Temiao's Tallulah's house going to jump up and pry me! ?

——But how can I, a pure God of War, do the thing of tearing down CP!Tallulah, where are you, Tallulah!

Take a deep breath.

Inhale, exhale, inhale again.Calm down.

Don't panic.

Because the problem is big, panic is useless!

But before that—

The girl sighed softly.

"You said that you would come a few minutes earlier or a few minutes later, so that everyone would not be embarrassed."

She turned her head abruptly, looking at a place beside her where the breeze was blowing.

"But now, I'm going to charge you to watch the fun!"

And the next moment, her figure suddenly moved more than ten meters, and the flaming sword happened to force out a green figure hiding in the breath of wind!

"That... er... I'll sing a song to pay the bill?" The emerald and delicate young man wrapped in the breeze raised his hands, looked at the flame sword against his throat, and showed a flattering smile.

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At ten o'clock, I was restarted by win10 and saved the manuscript in wps, and then I finally finished it after an hour of frenzied beating. My fingers hurt so much...

Let me ask for a ticket... _(:з」∠)_

Goog today

Well, it's a little personal.It just so happens that there is still one more leave note, so I'm googling today.

Just before going to bed, I realized that I didn't send out a leave note, so I didn't work hard, and just fell down...

And...well, it seems that Genshin's worldview is not very popular.Then do I want to divide the volume...I always feel that there is no need to divide the volume_(:з」∠)_

Section No.90 Escape is shameful, but difficult

Miss Shirtle put down the sword, and the flames on the sword gradually dimmed and disappeared.

"Singing is free. If you don't mind, can you help me find someone in this land?" Her words were direct and frank, and there was no need to cover up when she treated the right person.

"Er..." But the young man in front of him seemed unable to understand this magnanimity.

"I'm just an ordinary bard. It's fine if you want to rap, sing and compose music. But find someone..." He looked like 'I'm so stupid, I can't do anything'.

"I think you should be able to do it." Miss Steele tilted her neck. "After all, I haven't settled with you that your dragon almost took my sister away. Or do you want to use a more decisive and straightforward method?"

The flattering smile on the poet's face froze suddenly.

"My dragon or something..." He was still trying to quibble.

However, Miss Shirtle only pointed to the 'God's Eye' on his belt that glowed with light green light.

"You ride the wind, you chased me and the dragon all the way from Mond City to come here. You have the ability to go through the heavy barrier even after the dragon fell, first make sure the dragon is still alive to get here Watching the excitement—it’s just that the excitement was beyond your imagination, so you showed your flaws. The bigger flaw is that the God’s Eye on your belt looks a bit like a glass ball to me ?”

"You say so? Mond's manager, Barbatos, the god of wind."

She watched those azure eyes change suddenly, the majesty of a god disappeared in a flash and was replaced by helplessness and frustration.So the poet in front of him lowered his head, looked melancholy and helpless, and raised his hands in surrender again.

This is normal.Because Fenglong is a friend of Fengshen.Even if the dragon is cursed and mad, he is still a friend.

Therefore, defeat the wind dragon and attract the wind god.Such a development can be said to be logical... Unfortunately, it is not [-]% sure that it will be successful.Otherwise Miss Steele wouldn't have had to die not so long ago.

"Hey, isn't he really pretending enough?" A gust of breeze around the young man dissipated, and it was obvious that this guy was planning to run away just now. "But since it's been discovered, there's nothing you can do about it...Sorry, Twarin probably didn't mean to hurt your friend. It was just...injured and a little unconscious. But even so, it never hurt even A people of Mond. And your friend..."

"She doesn't have the wings of the wind, I know." Miss Shirter, who accepted it as soon as she saw it, waved her hand, and passed a step to the wind god poet in front of her. "Everyone in Mond City has wind wings, and everyone can dance in the air with this device. The storm created by that wind dragon will blow away the haystacks and blow the notice boards down on the roof. But this kind of Only the massive wind will not hurt anyone. And because of the frequent outbreak of the wind dragon incident, outsiders will not walk around on the streets at will."

"Uh...you know. Then..."

"But my friend is different." She stepped on the ground, causing the ground to vibrate, and buried her body in the soil.Then he carried the huge sword behind his back, picked up Alina who was unconscious—or pretending to be unconscious, by the waist, and let the deer lean on him in a labor-saving posture.

"She's a newcomer here, and so am I, and so is another friend of mine who got lost. So she doesn't know how to adjust her body in a storm. She doesn't know that she can't walk freely on the street. So, in When the wind dragon attacks the city, she will naturally be swept up by the storm, and since your dragon—Twalin has no intention of harming others, it is also natural to subconsciously grab her and protect her in his claws."

The flaming-haired girl easily took the initiative of her words into her palm.

"But even so, your dragon still frightened my friend. It took her away in front of me, and I had to use extreme means to pursue her, and even paid the price of my own death. So, you Do you owe me? Barbatos, the wind god, the sword I cut on your dragon, instead of hurting it, was regarded as saving it. In this way, you owe me twice. "

"You don't think I'm a god..." the young man in Cui Yi whispered.

Miss Steele wanted to answer him very much-because my mother killed more gods than you slept.If you really use the way of talking to God, I am afraid that one of you and I will fall down on the spot in the next moment!

Obviously, this cannot be said.So Miss Steele just showed a smile that was neither awkward nor rude.

Then she saw the young Fengshen in front of her scratching her head.

"Okay, my fault. I thought you were also the original god with the eyes of gods. Since you can defeat Twarin, it is impossible to be injured by a few wolves anyway. How did you know that you don't have the eyes of gods?" ..." The slack expression on the young man's face faded silently, and he gradually became serious when he looked at Miss Shirtle's eyes.

"It's so interesting. You don't have the eyes of God, but you can forcibly control the elements through strange secret methods, and you can 'resurrect from the dead' in such a strange way... You look like an immortal from Liyue. But you Makes me feel like a native of Mond. Are you... an outsider?"

"Well, I am." Miss Stelter said frankly.