Ke Qier exhaled vigorously - in fact, he thought of a faster and better exhaust method, but it was not very elegant.
"Veled."
The angel's legs could almost reach the ground, so he raised his head and looked in the direction of Nesse and shouted. He didn't know Nesse's name. I had only ever heard of this young friend being called this by Icha.
The blond demonic boy was not where he was.
Ke Qier looked around in confusion and saw bubbles in the red stream in the distance. A lone hand stretched out of the water to grab the air and continued to move downstream.
"Uh. Is that you, Velide?" the angel asked blankly.
At the same time, the red stream there stirred violently, and a dozen skinny claws burst out of the stream, pulling the hand raised in the air back to the bottom of the water.
The water in that area began to boil, as if someone was struggling below.
Icha described this place.
The famous place of execution in Chaos Hell is the Fire Thunder Zhesang River.
Keqier recognized the evil and unnatural landscape and was horrified. He shouted hurriedly: "Miracle! Miracle!"
It is worth mentioning that unlike most angels, Keqier does not often use the innate ability of angels.
On the one hand, most people who are committed to theoretical research like something more precise and stable.
For example, the law spells that can be kneaded at will, the purely natural and harmless man spirit spells, and the directed invocation methods of order energy. And Ke Qier has a pretty good grasp of these.
On the other hand, it's because - compared with those Seraphs with extremely powerful and pure abilities, Keqier's "miracle" is too unstable. We can't even guarantee that "it must be a positive effect."
Miracles are influenced by so many things.
For example, there is a slight breeze, or the communion bread is too hard that day.
"Believe me. If you are not always so startled that it affects your brain function, your miracles will be more effective." Yi Cha once said.
Ke Qier found it really difficult to refute.
But he once thought it didn't matter.
The other unnatural tricks he knows are also sufficient.
It's just that those moves require enough power to break through the threshold to be used.
Innate abilities in the natural domain are not subject to this restriction. This is also the only method he can use now.
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Ke Qier regretted it a little.
He should have calmed down before summoning a miracle, and Nesse should have been able to hold on for one more second.
My feelings at that time were too complicated, specifically:
While he was trying to get out of the weightless state, he was hoping that his strength would be restored, he was trying to catch up and rescue the person in the water, he was hoping that the guy could get out of trouble on his own, and he was hoping that the Fire Zhesang River could stop flowing——
Because the thing stirring at the bottom of the water was already close to the edge of the cliff and was about to fall into the black abyss.
The resulting miracle is also a suture of these ideas:
His swollen, already chubby body suddenly became extremely heavy, and he hit the obsidian bank with a "bang" like a lump of iron.
Before he could thank the order, the angel found that his face was quickly approaching the ground, and then approaching the sky regularly——
Kezier realized that he had turned into a huge hard sphere and was rolling in the direction of the stream.
The terrible thing is yet to come...
The gases in the body did not disappear with the hardening, they were concentrated in the torso to a position that made him feel ashamed.
puff!
Those turbid gases exploded from behind——
This makes the now big ball Ke Qier unstoppably launch forward.
"forgive me!"
A lot of radishes came out of the angel's heart, and while he prayed hard, he rolled over more than 300 uneven obsidian stones.
Snapped!
Near the end of the cliff, his body hit a stone edge with a clever angle and bounced up——
Wow——
Ke Qil fell heavily at the end of the Huoleizhesang River falling into the abyss.
His now huge and round body was miraculously impartial in a literal sense, blocking the entrance of the stream perfectly.
The red stream of Huo Lei Zhe Sang was blocked. Starting about a third of the way up it spreads upward.
Ke Qier felt that there were many things tickling his stomach where it used to be.
"Ha ha--"
The laughter was cut off.
A mass of something mixed with a lot of messy things hit his body from a deeper position under the water.
One hand reached out of the water and grabbed Ke Qil's upper part.
Very good.
"Velled. Come up quickly!" The angel felt the power of the miracle passing away and urged him hurriedly.
"I can't get up yet..." He heard the young man's struggling voice.
It came from behind him.
Lower rear.
Ke Qier wanted to turn his head away in fear.
But unfortunately, his whole body became part of the big hard ball, and his neck could not rotate. So I could only watch as the other hand stretched out stiffly from the water and grabbed him firmly from the other side.
The person in the water is not what I am looking for...
Another hand climbed up.
Then the fourth and fifth. More than a dozen hands grabbed his round body from all directions.
That young man named Velede definitely didn’t have so many hands...right...
Keqier tried his best to lean back.
Wow!
A distorted gray ghostly face appeared an inch in front of Keqier's face.
"Ah!!!! Ah!!!!" the angel screamed heartbreakingly, shaking himself desperately, "Miracle!! Miracle!!!"
A miracle has come.
Of course the miracle happened following the angel's words.
But this is another miracle mixed with many complex emotions and needs - such as staying away from the evil ghost in front of him, returning to his original physical condition, and going to Veleder's side.
These are very normal.
But at the moment Keqier shouted, an idea couldn't help but slip into the angel's head.
That is:
"It can't get any worse, can it?"
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able.
It could be worse.
Great lesson.
Keqier thought.
At this moment, he had returned to his normal, injured and weak state, and was hanging in mid-air on the cliff with Nesse, hanging on the same shaky branch.
Under their feet was a faintly churning tide of pale insects, a dizzying dark abyss.
Huoleizhesang's crimson stream continuously poured from the break above, pouring on the two guys, making them not only unable to lift their faces, but also itching unstoppably all over their bodies.
But even if they couldn't see it, they could still hear that the monsters did not leave, but gathered just above the cliff, making blood-curdling screams below.
"How are you...?" After a while, Nese broke the silence.
"I'm fine." Keqier said firmly, his shoulder hurting as if someone was kicking him with a pointed boot.
"Okay." Nesei lowered his head and stared at the corner of the angel's robe that had been pulled out by a pair of red water beads. He stopped talking for a while, "I mean, do you have any idea?"
"No." Ke Qier looked determined.
He didn't intend to use the miracle anymore anyway.
