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In the end, George did not kill Dio. When the Phoenix fire roasted Dio to maturity, the excess blood energy raging in his body was also evaporated.
Although his strength dropped a lot, Dio's life was finally saved. After simply doing some burn treatment for Dio, in order to ensure that he and the surviving little girl were not disturbed, George even deliberately stayed in the shadows around them. Several wolf souls were placed to protect them from attacks.
George, who had wasted a lot of time, endured his physical discomfort and rushed to Admiral Swift's mansion as quickly as possible. The only thing waiting for George there was to be bombarded by artillery shells. A messy wreckage of rooms, an empty treasure trove, and an equally empty basement.
In addition, what can be found at the scene is the body of an elf slave who was blown to pieces by a cannonball, several cannonballs that were split into two pieces, and the only remaining ruins with no traces of sword scratches. , some of the more conspicuous clues.
Here, there are no traces of a sword fight. It seems that Captain Dark did not meet the Admiral Swift that he longed for.
So, where is Admiral Swift?
Where is Captain Dark?
Where have the elves gone?
Looking around, he saw the messy, salty shoe prints on the floor of the basement, the blood of the elves scattered all the way and the smell of their natural scent, and the pirates who still remained in the treasure house and basement. The smell of inferior rum, these detailed clues are leading George's thoughts, restoring everything that happened in this space dozens of minutes ago——
Admiral Swift slipped away. He slipped away in a hurry. He only had time to take away his most precious few possessions and treasures. Captain Duck, who arrived here a step late, simply did not stop and emptied the place. He collected the remaining wealth left in the treasure house and forcibly abducted the elves left in the basement as his trophies!
"Duck! Do you want to be the next Swift?!"
George didn't think there was any difference between these elves in the hands of Captain Dark and in the hands of Swift.
The strong fluctuations in emotions caused the sequelae of the battle with Dio to come back to George's mind again. The backlash of the Resentment Curse made George feel extremely anxious, and the anger in his heart resonated strongly with the residual resentment of the sea monster.
In a rage, George punched through the stone wall of the basement. Under the huge force, the stone wall collapsed, and countless rocks and debris fell, scratching the skin on the back of George's hands!
However, George did not notice that after the blood flowing from the wound fell to the ground, it disappeared very strangely and silently.
What George didn't know was that his unintentional punch awakened the most terrifying existence deep in the bloody harbor!
The next second, a vision popped up!
"Damn, what's going on!"
While George was still burning with anger, the blood crystal in his chest seemed to have suffered some kind of strong shock wave. The two patriarchal fires that had been sleeping for a long time in his body woke up without warning and wanted to forcefully escape. Inside George.
Just when George felt the strange movement of the fire and was about to suppress the unusual throbbing, a feeling that made George feel nauseous and vomiting suddenly appeared out of thin air. Not only that, the level of discomfort was rising rapidly. From the beginning Nausea and vomiting led to general weakness, chest tightness and heart palpitations. In the end, George felt as if he was under dozens of times the air pressure. Every inch of his skin seemed to be penetrated by thousands of silver needles. Every breath was so difficult that he could barely inhale. The air in the lungs seemed denser and heavier than liquid mercury!
In addition to breathing, the scenery within George's visual range also began to have hallucinations. The entire basement was constantly twisting and stretching, and it was completely unclear where he was. George's hearing was also suffering from bright, huge roaring sounds that continued throughout. With George's ears, he could no longer distinguish whether these sounds were real or illusory.
The severe pain and endless mental bombardment caused George's body to fall to the ground, and his consciousness gradually became blurred. Only the persistence of survival continued to support George, preventing him from being completely overwhelmed by the pressure.
Dimly, George caught a glimpse of a figure appearing in front of him, a young man wearing a black evening gown, with gray hair and a pale face. He seemed to be smiling at him, but when George tried to take a closer look, , that figure disappeared without a trace!
However, although the figure disappeared, the scenery that appeared in front of George was no longer the twisted space before. Instead, it was a vast and dark world, a sky blocked by dark clouds, cracked and dry earth, and cold and dry air. There was an aura of chilling in the air.
He couldn't say why, but George dared to assert that a devastating war must have occurred here!
In addition to this desolate and lonely land, the endless sky and earth, directly in front of George, a huge stone platform is standing here quietly. On the stone platform, a black crystal as dark as the middle of the night is like A powerful magnet attracted George's eyes.
When this crystal appeared in George's eyes, the strong air pressure or roaring sounds that tortured him all disappeared without a trace, and his body returned to its normal state again.
However, George couldn't move his eyes away from the black crystal. The crystal was so deep and quiet, as if it had been lying here quietly since the beginning of the world, waiting for its fate. arrival.
Is it a dark magic crystal, or something else? George secretly guessed.
The strange and strange chilling environment, the sudden appearance of the black crystal, whether it was a trap or an adventure, George kept weighing in his mind whether he should get close to the crystal.
But what made George feel flustered but unable to change was that his body did not give him time to weigh it. Like a puppet on strings, this body actually moved forward uncontrollably, regardless of George's own will. No matter how much you stop or resist, you can't change the behavior of your body walking forward at all!
"boom!"
The moment George's fingertips touched the black crystal, a strong energy rushed straight to his brain along his arm. In an instant, George's mental world became spinning. The second before he fainted, George only heard A soft word that was like a draft.
"Sleep, my child."
