Only in the desert can you realize its majesty. At a glance, it is boundless yellow, as if you are in a world of sand, and you are just an insignificant grain of sand. The undulating sand dunes seem to be undercurrents of still waves. In the sea, the huge rising sand waves seemed to be moving from stillness at the next moment, and pounced down fiercely to submerge everything. \\\\
The desert under the soft wind is calm and magnificent. The wavy texture lines make people marvel at the uncanny workmanship of nature. Walking on the soft and delicate yellow sand, every step can leave a clear footprint. In this peaceful desert, a string of clear footprints against the grain extends to the end of the dunes, waiting for the wind and sand to submerge them.
Following this series of footprints, a sudden and strange figure appeared in this yellow ocean. There was no doubt that this was an adventurer. His whole body was shrouded in a black robe. His thin body made the bottom of his robe almost drag the floor. The difference is that his black cloak is an authentic mage's robe, and his body also exudes strong magic fluctuations.
His speed is not fixed, sometimes slow and sometimes slow, and sometimes he even teleports and appears on the other side of the dune. Putting aside why a senior mage who has mastered teleportation at least level 4 appears here, experienced People can tell at a glance from his not very clever actions that he is following someone.
Suddenly, he stopped and stood blankly for a while, seemingly at a loss. Then he teleported and appeared on the top of the sand dune. From a high position, he saw a small green dot thousands of meters away. He was thoughtful. After thinking for a while, he did not approach the oasis, but rested where he was. This move was enough to prove that he was following someone.
A full afternoon passed, and the cold wind blew quietly at night. The mysterious mage stood up, looked at the oasis in the distance, and frowned. Something is wrong, since the other party entered the oasis. The breath completely disappeared, and logically speaking, the other party could not stay in the oasis for such a long time.
Did you really find yourself?
Farah smiled bitterly, but there was a hint of joy in her eyes.
He stood hesitantly for a while, and finally moved slowly towards the oasis. He did not hide his traces, and just walked slowly into the jungle.
The silence all around was eerie. There was only the rustle through the grass, and the occasional chirping of insects, and there was a strange aura in all directions. Experienced mages knew that this was the so-called murderous intention.
He walked through the grass at a slow pace, not caring about the enemies secretly attacking him. Then he came to the small lake and looked around. There was no trace of a campfire or even a sign that anyone had been there. The last bit of luck finally came to an end.
Just as she squatted down. Use your hand to spoon water and prepare to drink it. The long-prepared attack was finally launched. Three different directions. Three arrows each hit the mage's back in a straight-line shape. By night. These nine arrows are silent. Become one with the darkness.
In the blink of an eye. The arrow was already less than half a meter away from the mage's back. The nine arrows blocked all the dodge tracks. Time seemed to slow down. The mage squatting down to drink water seemed not to notice the nine arrows at all. Still looking calm, he put the cup of water into his mouth.
The moment the arrowhead was close to his back. The mage's body suddenly twisted strangely. Dodged three of the arrows. The other six shot solidly into his back. Two of them even went straight to the head.
Strangely something happened. The remaining six arrows were nailed to the mage's body. But it was as if it had been shot on an iron block. It was bounced away without any force.
However. The attacks didn't stop. Follow the arrow. Five flaming spears enveloped him from all directions. The mage's eyes narrowed. Staring closely at the six spears approaching towards him. Finally, my eyes rested on the penultimate one. It is as if the other four faculties do not exist. He just barely managed to avoid the one he paid attention to. The remaining four ****s were standing straight.
The same thing happened with the arrow. The other four roots actually have no power. After being shot, it bounced out. The one he avoided disappeared into the lake. As red light flashed from the lake. The entire oasis shook. Strong bubbles suddenly appeared on the calm lake surface. A huge blast of explosive air suddenly rose. The entire lake surface was lifted up. The water in the lake, which weighed tons, was washed dozens of meters into the air. Then it fell. The entire oasis was in a mess by this man-made heavy rain.
If a discerning person saw this kind of power, they would probably immediately exclaim, this is not a flame spear, it is clearly an Amazon explosive arrow.
The rain blurred his vision. Amidst the sound of raindrops, the slight "pop-pop" sound of jumping in the forest was completely covered up. As the sound rang out, nine more arrows approached the mage. However, if you look carefully, although These nine arrows are exactly the same as those in the first wave, but they are not shot at the same time. There seems to be a slight difference in the order of the arrows, which is definitely not noticeable to anyone who is not careful.
However, the pouring rain had already blurred his vision. No matter how powerful the mage was, he could not distinguish this tiny difference. He was slightly stunned, but had no choice but to flash past one of them just like the first time. He formed a group of arrows, but was hit by six other arrows.
This time the arrows were not bounced away like the first time, but were actually shot into the mage's body. However, the mage's equipment seemed to be good. Six arrows penetrated the black robe, but they were not sunk deeply. You can tell by looking at it that no harm was done to him.
After the heavy rain, the dry oasis has turned into a wetland. The level of the small lake has dropped by at least one decimeter. The mage by the lake has turned into a drowned rat with six arrows stuck in his body. He couldn't get up, and he was no longer the mysterious image he had at the beginning. The mage who was so humiliated surprisingly did not seem to be angry. There seemed to be a flash of pain, remembrance, and relief in his eyes, with a complicated expression, and then a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth - it seemed that he could not let the other party be proud anymore. .
Thinking like this, he slowly raised his hands, and a huge and terrifying magic wave emanated from his body. The bright and hot red fire gathered at a speed inversely proportional to his slowly raised hands. In the blink of an eye, the red light It lit up the entire oasis in the evening, like a second sun. Let the sun that did not have time to sink completely lose its light.
When the dazzling red light reached its peak, it suddenly condensed. A round boulder with a diameter of tens of meters and shining with blazing flames floated above the mage's raised hand. The huge heat emitted instantly evaporated the lake water next to it.
Meteorite——This is the first thought that comes to everyone's mind after seeing this burning boulder.
Holding the sun-like meteorite high in his hand, the mage under the cloak smiled calmly and murmured slightly at the corner of his mouth.
"Meteorite----burst."
The fuse of the disaster was triggered, and the meteorite was originally stable after these words. Countless cracks opened without warning, and the flames spurted out from the cracks burned the plants within a hundred meters into charcoal. The next moment, the entire meteorite exploded, splitting into hundreds of head-sized red comets. Scattered in all directions.
The green oasis turned into hell. Every fire stone shot out was more powerful than the druid's lava rock. With the sound of hundreds of **** exploding at the same time, the original oasis turned into hell. Now there is only a sea of craters and fire.
Putting down his hands, the mage seemed to have completed a trivial thing, observing the sea of fire surrounding himself with a relaxed expression. His sharp eyes seemed to penetrate the blazing flames, seeing everything around him clearly.
As time passed, the sea of fire slowly became smaller. In the gradually extinguishing sea of fire, a black shadow suddenly appeared and slowly approached the mage.
Golden hair flew in the flames. The figure looked like an inviolable God of War, his blue eyes without a trace of emotion staring closely at the mage, his cold gaze revealing the aura of a beast and the instinct to kill.
Even though she was embarrassed by the explosion of the mage's meteorite, her figure still stood upright and aloof, and her eyes revealed a determination to kill, prey on the weak, hunt and be hunted. She has long seen through the absolute laws of these jungles. His hands were stained with blood, and his body was covered with scars. She had long been numb to the fear of death.
This is Sharna, those unyielding eyes, that ferocity that treats life like grass, like a beast that knows no pain and never retreats, making people feel cold before they fight.
Seeing Sharna like this, the mage's expression fluctuated violently, his eyes suddenly became hot, and his dry mouth moved a few times, as if he wanted to say something, he clenched his fist, his expression darkened, and finally changed back to that look. Fu Jing's expression.
In a short period of time, Sharna quickly adjusted her messy breath. In order to dodge the opponent's terrifying indiscriminate attack, she could only hold her breath and bury her body in the deep mud. Fortunately, she had been prepared beforehand. Fewer traps, and of course means of self-protection.
The sound of slight breathing and the "pop" of the unextinguished flames echoed around the two of them. No one spoke, and a sense of solemnity filled the space between the two.
The fire took away a lot of oxygen, and Sharna felt a dizzy feeling of suffocation in her breathing. However, with firm perseverance and Amazon's unique method, she quickly smoothed out the messy breath, and her breathing gradually became finer and longer, until It disappears, and even the most sensitive beast cannot detect it if it gets close.
trap? Although she had arranged the entire oasis into an Amazon hunting death zone in one afternoon, most of these traps had been destroyed in the mage's meteorite explosion. Even if there were some left, Sharna could not No longer planning to use it.
She had a feeling that the mage enemy in front of her was very familiar with Amazon's traps. Otherwise, no matter how powerful a mage was, it would be impossible for her to see through the first two waves of traps with her eyesight alone. As for the third wave, she was completely sure of it. The opportunity was at the right time and place, and such an opportunity would never appear again. What puzzled her was that the enemy had obviously mastered the high-level magic skill of Meteorite, so why didn't he teleport to dodge his own attack? She didn't think that a Mages who have mastered the meteorite skill will not learn teleportation.
Playing with prey? Sharna was not angry. When she was kicked out of the tribe at the age of four and danced with wild beasts in the forest, all the stronger and more intelligent beasts had the habit of playing tricks on their prey as long as they were not too hungry. , when she was still a young and weak body in the eyes of beasts, she encountered such treatment countless times, many times even more dangerous than the current situation. The strength gap between the two sides was even greater, but she won both. Either turn defeat into victory, or escape smoothly, and kill the opponent with a knife a few years later. All the beasts that have played tricks on her eventually become her food.
However, this is not the forest environment she is best at, and the enemy is no longer just a smart and cunning beast. Perhaps, this will be the most difficult battle in her life. Sharna never thought that she would lose, even if she was facing the three demon gods. Thinking of defeat before fighting was an insulating word for her.
Silently, she held a golden short spear in her right hand behind her back. Her blue eyes narrowed, revealing a layer of blood red under the firelight. Her center of gravity slowly moved at an imperceptible angle. lower. Even the brilliant golden ponytail that was originally flaunting uninhibitedly in the flames seemed to be affected and gradually settled down. Close to her back, the aura displayed by Sharna at this moment was completely that of a ruthless and murderous beast with graceful and smooth lines.
Seeing Sharna like this, the mage, enveloped in magical energy, was speechless for a while, clenching his fists and digging his nails into his flesh. The gurgling blood stained the robe red.
Forcibly suppressing his emotions, the magic in his body surged, and the surrounding terrifying energy even made his toes slowly lift off the ground. The colors of fire and thunder roared and roared around his body.
"Can you tell me how you discovered me?"
The mage finally spoke, with the voice of a middle-aged man, a little hoarse. But more subtle. Even suppressed a trace of tears, some tenderness - how many years. Finally, I finally met him face to face. His eyes and hair were so similar, they were almost printed from the same mold.
There is no doubt that if the voice can determine a person's appearance, then the face of the middle-aged mage in the enveloped magic wave will undoubtedly be delicate and handsome, perhaps with a touch of vicissitudes and sadness.
The middle-aged male mage, let's call him that, is a little curious about how Sharna discovered him. Although his tracking skills are not brilliant, he uses his mental power to capture the other party's traces from a thousand meters away. For an adventurer of more than 20 levels, there is absolutely no chance of being discovered, and after entering the oasis, even his own mental power can hide this, which is not something ordinary Amazons can do.
If someone could hear his voice at this time, he would probably be horrified. His mental power extends to a thousand meters away. Wouldn't it mean that he has initially mastered the pseudo-realm like Farah? Who is he?
"That's because, I..."
Words without any emotion came out of Sharna's mouth. Just when the mage was looking forward to the answer, he was greeted by a touch of gold.
A gold-grade short spear, a throwable weapon, with a maximum number of forty. Golden weapons are already rare, let alone throwing weapons. Even a certain upstart protagonist is reluctant to throw one. Sharna is going to throw one. All the capital was lost.
Even the middle-aged mage did not dare to resist the throwing damage of gold-level weapons. His floating body shook slightly, and the next moment he appeared a hundred meters away. It was the skill that the mage relied on most - teleportation.
However, Sharna, who seemed to have seen through the mage's route, appeared less than ten meters away the next moment after his teleportation, holding a short golden spear in her hand, followed by several air-piercing arrows. From behind, he leaned forward like a cheetah, from seeing his whereabouts to running fast, shooting arrows, and switching short spears, all in one go. This judgment, this speed, this skill, even the mage couldn't help but secretly applaud.
Big fireball.
The mage opened his five fingers, and a giant red and white fireball, several times the size of an ordinary fireball, instantly condensed in his palm and threw it towards Sharna. The huge fireball immediately engulfed the arrow and then blasted it to the ground. , there was a violent explosion, flames flew into the sky, the yellow body was dissolved into crystals, and Sharna's position turned into a shiny round pit. "call----"
A trace of vigilance flashed in his heart, and the mage's body suddenly pulled up. A golden light and shadow just passed by his toes. The mage did not stop, but continued to pull up until he was a hundred meters above the ground.
The next moment, an overwhelming rain of arrows enveloped him. It was unbelievable that this rain of arrows shot out like a machine gun was actually shot from a battle longbow.
With a slight wave of his hand, a wall composed of blue light spots rotated around his body. The mage's fifth-level ice skill, Ice Armor, not only had super protective properties. It can deflect long-range arrows and spells, and will cast vengeful ice arrows after being attacked by a long-range attack. It can be said that it is one of the practical skills that no matter which earth mage specializes in, it is necessary to master it.
After the ice armor was deployed, the scene suddenly became spectacular. Countless arrows rained down, hitting the mage's armor and then being bounced away. Then, the vengeful ice arrows released by the ice armor poured down again, up and down. The firepower was immediately intertwined, no less than modern air defense and ground warfare.
Sharna dodged the ice arrows that were covered like raindrops. While throwing arrows and spears up accurately, the mage is not always ready for it. For spears, as well as Amazon bow skills such as magic arrows, ice arrows and explosive arrows, he still knows how to get out of the way. , the long-range protection of ice armor is not omnipotent, and his specialty is not ice magic. The battle seemed to be in a tense state, but even a fool could see that Sharna was at a disadvantage. The middle-aged mage just used an ice armor. Just dodge some spears and skills at will, but Sharna has to consume arrows, physical strength and magic, and this continues. She will be defeated first because she runs out of magic, stamina, or arrows and spears.
After resisting for a while, the mage who was in the upper hand suddenly sighed slightly. In fact, he didn't understand why he appeared in front of Sharna. At the beginning, he obviously just wanted to take a few glances from a distance, but he restrained himself. I can't help but be impulsive, from looking at him to following him. From stalking to face to face and then fighting, this was not the result he wanted.
Consoling yourself with the excuse of testing your strength? Now that the goal has been achieved, the child has truly grown up, spread out his young wings, and flew in directions beyond his reach. He has reached this level of strength at more than 20 levels. If he doesn't want to let go, Fighting with the thought of her being hurt, even she would be in a panic for a moment. This is already comparable to the strength of level 40 or 50 masters. How could I have the strength at that time to see her like this? What else is there to be dissatisfied with?
But, those guys actually dare to...
The middle-aged mage's expression changed unpredictably. One moment he was happy, his eyes were full of kindness, and the next moment he became extremely vicious. His eyes full of hatred and anger made people shudder. After changing like this several times, he finally calmed down.
The next moment, the ice armor on his body disappeared, replaced by endless spiritual storms. The vast spiritual power was compressed nearly a thousand times, gradually forming a two or three meter diameter around the middle-aged mage, as if it were a physical body. A transparent energy ball, seen from a distance, the figure of the mage inside the ball becomes blurry and taller.
At this moment, all the arrows that came into contact with the sphere suddenly slowed down as if they had been subjected to a time-slowing spell. They were so slow that the mage could catch them with his hands. Even the blazing flames on the exploding arrows were suppressed. It was pale and weak, making a soft sound like a firecracker and then gradually disappearing.
Pseudo domain, activate.
At this moment, the mage was like a god, ignoring those sharp arrows like locusts, and dived towards Sharna.
The huge mental power burst out by the middle-aged mage almost instantly increased the gravity of the soul several times, but Sharna still shot without changing her expression. With the ability she learned in the life-and-death struggle in the jungle, if necessary, She can even make her body and even her mind temporarily "die".
After discovering that her strongest explosive arrows were ineffective, Sharna's expression froze as she faced the swooping mage. She decisively put on a golden spear, lowered her weight suddenly, and grabbed the end of the spear with her right hand. One third of the way, his left hand gently pressed against the front part, the tip of the spear was slightly lowered, and he stared closely at the mage's swooping figure.
Closer, closer.
In an instant, Sharna's eyes suddenly widened, and the motionless spear came to life. The tip of the spear shook slightly. She raised her left hand to the top, and then rotated sharply with her right hand. Then she released it lightly and violently moved it to the back. The tip of the spear was facing the mage's position, and he pushed hard.
Stab and explode. Change----rotate and explode.
The rapidly rotating spear head turned into a bolt of lightning, and the spear body disappeared in Sharna's hand instantly. The next moment, Sharna raised her right hand high and pushed the end of the spear with her palm, but the other spear tip penetrated the middle-aged mage's field, leaving His face was only less than a minute away, but he held it tightly in his hand. He could no longer move forward an inch, and the entire spear was still spinning restlessly. A stream of burnt smoke emerged from the mage's hand.
"Snapped----"
A crisp sound sounded, and the golden spear could no longer bear such torture. He broke off at the sound,
Letting go of half of the spear tip in his hand, the middle-aged mage looked at his almost familiar right hand and couldn't help but secretly smacked his tongue. A shaky figure passed through his mind - this move looked really familiar.
The moment he lost consciousness, a ray of white light struck his neck. It turned out that it was Sharna who was holding a long dagger at some point and struck her body. The middle-aged mage smiled lightly and approached instantly, shrouding Sharna in her pseudo-domain. Suddenly, she felt as if her whole body was trapped. In the mire, every move required several times more effort than usual, and the movements inevitably slowed down. The left hand holding the dagger was easily grabbed by the middle-aged mage.
At the same time, the mage pressed his other hand on Sharna's forehead. It was glowing slightly, and Sharna, who was about to struggle, suddenly stopped, her eyes showing a blank look.
The power of pseudo-realm. Slowly comprehend, child, this is the only thing I can do for you now. The middle-aged mage's eyes flashed with lightning-like brilliance, mixing the power of the pseudo-realm with some insights that can only be felt and cannot be transmitted orally. Pass it to Sharna from the palm of your hand without reservation.
Generally speaking, this kind of forced teaching is very dangerous. The power of the pseudo-realm is so huge. An ordinary adventurer, such as someone with a weak will, may be shrouded in darkness for the rest of his life after being coerced by such a terrifying force. You can't move forward in the shadow, and you can't take a step towards the pseudo-realm in your life.
But Sharna is different. She has encounters that adventurers of the same level cannot have. Giving her extremely strong perseverance and self-confidence. This kind of domain pressure not only fails to cast a shadow on her, but instead stimulates her understanding of the pseudo-domain. Although this realization cannot allow her to quickly master the power of the pseudo-realm, it can allow her to use the power to a higher level in a short period of time. In time, when she reaches the power that can form a pseudo-realm, she may be able to instantly master the power of the pseudo-realm. Then we crossed this obstacle that ordinary adventurers would never be able to master in a lifetime.
As for why Farah and Kasha, who also have pseudo-domains, did not teach Sharna, it is because this is an ability unique to the elves and cannot be imitated by other races.
My daughter, my treasure, my pride, Antinoya. Di. Vanya. Galanod, forgive me, a sinner who has never fulfilled any of my father's duties. I am sorry for you and your mother.
By the time Sharna woke up from her hazy state, the middle-aged mage had already disappeared. If it weren't for the traces of battle around her and the vague things in her mind, she might have thought it was just a fight. Dream.
What did that mage do to him just now? It seemed that there was a force that was so terrifying that I couldn't resist it, rushing into my mind. I could only resist it with my will and perseverance. In the constant defensive battle, I seemed to gradually become familiar with that force. What exactly is that power? There is such a wonderful way to use it in the world...
Sharna closed her eyes, immersed in her own understanding, as if she had caught something, but not caught anything. After an unknown amount of time, she gently shook her head and put away all the chaos. , anyway, this sense of familiarity has been deeply imprinted in my mind, and it is the best way to slowly realize it in battle in the future.
Later, she recalled the strange behavior of the mage, who showed no murderous intent or hostility toward her. There was even a slight sense of connection between them, and a sense of spiritual closeness that made her involuntarily let down her guard. Sharna was confused.
The blood-red full moon gradually rose, and the cold moonlight was mixed with the cold wind at night in the desert, hitting Sharna who was standing in a daze on the battlefield. She woke up, looked up at the moon, and felt an inexplicable rise in her heart. There was a hint of melancholy. Elegantly, she put her hands behind her back and skillfully untied the golden ponytail. The flowing hair gently slipped through her fingertips like a golden waterfall, and was gently draped over her shoulders. On her face, the sticky hair was brushed away. The dusty cheeks, with the cold moonlight shining on them, reflected the bright light of gold, illuminating the earth and illuminating her noble and beautiful face, which reflected each other without any sign of weakness with the blood moon in the sky.
Perhaps it was the appearance of the middle-aged mage, or perhaps it was the cold lonely moon, Sharna suddenly felt that her heart was empty, with only the cold wind pouring in, and a strange emotion arose uncontrollably in her heart. It added a softness to her sea-blue eyes.
Shaking her head slightly, her long hair was curled up in golden waves. Driven by this strange emotion and atmosphere, she suddenly took off her shoes on a whim, untied the straps, revealing a pair of flawless feet, and then carried the shoes with both hands. Like a naughty child, she walked back and forth on the sand with her bare feet a few times. Looking at the series of small footprints on the sand, she paused with a cute expression on her face, and then involuntarily started to use her jade feet to move in the sand. The top was gesticulating back and forth.
For a long time, when the moon rose into the sky, she still did not stop. Instead, she continued to retreat harder and more skillfully, gesticulating on the sand with her feet in front of her. There was an endless string of words left behind, all written with the same title and the same name.
Where are you now? I really want to see you. younger brother!
"yawn!!!!!"
On the third floor of the prison, I made an earth-shattering sneeze, and its impact was no less powerful than Farah's full-screen taunt bead.
At this time, we are in the middle of the third floor, well, of course. This is what Kane told me. As far as I'm concerned, it's pretty good to know that he's still in the palace prison.
"Did someone miss me?" I rubbed my nose and murmured happily.
"Don't be proud, maybe some woman whom you have ruthlessly forgotten is cursing you." Farah turned around and mocked coldly. Being alone, he was naturally extremely jealous of my luck as a woman.
"Can I interpret this sentence as the cry of a weak person?" I immediately responded.
"Okay, you two, stop arguing, Farah. Just focus on what you are doing." Akara tapped the cane, and the two of us suddenly swallowed our anger.
in front of us. It is an independent cell with runes carved on the walls. There are no windows on it. The only entrance is a closed door. The entire room is protected by several profound magic circles. It looks like a prison for serious criminals. 's cell.
But in fact, before this, this house had been covered by a hidden magic circle. If Farah had not cracked this hidden magic circle, we would never be able to see the location of this strange "cell" now. To sum up, this strangely constructed "cell" is most likely where the Horadric clan's teleportation array is located.
Now, Farah is squatting in the corner, clicking her tongue while deciphering the magic runes engraved on the "cell". At the same time, she has to be alert to the movements around her. She still has time to turn around and tease me. This professionalism is really impressive. Admire it.
"Akara, look at those two bastards
Looking back, Farah pointed at Kane and I who were sitting around the table and chairs arranged from the inventory, chatting, laughing and drinking tea.
"Oh, Wu, if you don't mind, pour me a drink too."
Akara turned back to look at the two of us, and was stunned. Just when Farah thought she was going to speak out for justice, she unexpectedly said such a sentence, and she was already sitting on the chair I took out with a smile.
"You guys..." Farah suddenly lost his breath.
"He who can do it should work harder. You are the only one among the four who can do this job." The three of us said in unison.
The stimulated Farah didn't say a word, and worked hard to get on those magic rune eggs. In less than a cup of tea, he jumped up, shouted "It's done," and then ran over and took the eggs. I picked up the pot and started pouring it, as if doing so would make me drunk.
"There are a large group of monsters inside, one of which is a small B-level one."
After taking a breath, Farah wiped his lips and said, looking at me, the meaning is very clear, little B-level, if you kill me, you will definitely lose a lot of good things.
I thought for a while and shook my head: "Forget it, kill it and set off quickly."
I am not confident that I can kill Little B without any movement. If I accidentally collapse the entire prison, other things are minor. If all the monsters appear on the palace in the future, then the whole Lu Gaoyin will be in chaos.
Probably taking my concerns into consideration, Farah nodded and took the lead in opening the sealed door. We followed closely and looked inside. Khan, the corpses of monsters were already lying on the ground. One of them was very... The conspicuous giant red monster, the Eye of Fire, is more than twice the size of an ordinary intruder. It should be the little B that Farah mentioned.
In other words, in the time it took me to shake my head in refusal and open the door, Farah had quietly killed all the dozens of monsters inside, including Little B, this old monster!
When we saw clearly the facilities in this so-called "heavy-duty cell", our expressions became even more dull.
Toilet... toilet? ! ! !
