The bell rang in the distance, about thirty minutes had passed. At this time, Mo Sen's body was already covered with wounds, and the originally beautiful silver-white fur was covered with horrific blood stains. It panted heavily and stared at the girl in front of it. Black mist continued to surge from its body and spread around.
The thirty-minute battle made Mawson even more frightened. It had never seen such power before. The strength and speed of the girl in front of her are not as good as hers, but the ubiquitous "force" around her isolates her from the fog of fear. When her attacks fall on her, she will always be repelled by a reaction force, and As long as the four-edged spear touches him, it will cause deep damage regardless of the strength, which is very strange.
The sun was setting in the distance, and its brilliance covered the twisted forest, coating Mawson's silver hair with a layer of golden light. A pair of black wolf eyes exuded a bloody halo. It stared at Torea in front of him. The black mist had already placed the little one in the distance, preventing her from seeing this cruel battle.
Without any words, one person and one wolf looked at each other silently, waiting for the other person to show fatigue.
Buzz!
With a flick of the spear, Torea's figure appeared in mid-air, and Mawson's shadow flashed, narrowly avoiding Torea's stab. Then the black mist dispersed, and the two figures disappeared into it, only to hear bursts of intertwined golden roars and cries of pain.
Ten minutes, twenty minutes, thirty minutes.
When the black fog completely dissipated, leaving only scarlet on the silver hair, the battle came to an end.
Mawson was lying on the cold ground, and the blood had formed a puddle, dyeing the yellow-brown soil scarlet. It stared at Torea, who was also covered in scars, and kept breathing heavily.
Torrea was sitting on a stone. Her black and white shorts were still as neat as new after such a fierce battle, without a trace of blood or even dust. But she knew that the black mist just now had a big impact on her, and she was on the verge of collapse, both mentally and physically.
"Ho~ho~"
Mo Sen slowly stood up, his vertical pupils reflecting the spotless Torea. It didn't understand what that power was at first, but as the battle progressed, an extremely ridiculous idea gradually emerged in its mind. However, when it saw Torrea sitting on the stone, the dust seeming to avoid her as if it were alive, it suddenly smiled.
"Humanity…"
Suddenly, Mawson spoke, and standard common language came out of his mouth. Torea frowned slightly and pointed the spear in her hand at Mawson's body: "You don't belong to this world, right?"
A look of astonishment suddenly appeared on Torea's ever-changing face. She stood up and asked in a cold voice, "What do you want to say?"
"It's not your power that blocks my black mist."
Mawson didn't care about Torea who was walking towards him. His throat had been cut open and he was making a whirring sound like a broken bellows. He said in a deep voice to Torea:
"That's a curse, the world's curse on you. Am I right?"
"A visitor from a foreign land?"
Torea's expression condensed, and then she inserted the spear into the ground without saying a word. Looking at the silent Torea in front of him, Mosen knew that he had made the right bet.
"If you are not of this world, the world will give you nothing. This is the rule."
Mawson smiled miserably and said to the solemn-looking Torea in front of him: "Let my child go and let her go to the eastern part of the Twilight Forest. I will help you cover up your breath."
"In the end, you can exchange my life for wealth."
Torea's expression changed. She walked up to Mawson, nodded, and said, "How should I trust you?"
Mo Sen roared, and then his whole body was shaken, and the surrounding black fog suddenly tightened on his chest. After a while, a black pearl appeared on his chest, and Moson motioned to Torea to pick up the pearl. Torea did not hesitate and directly held the pearl.
When she felt that she had touched the solid ground and the surrounding dust fell on her body, Torea nodded slightly to Mawson.
"I promise you, I will send her to the east of Dusk Forest."
As soon as she finished speaking, the black jade in her hand suddenly exploded, and endless black mist directly enveloped her. Mawson roared, and his broken body erupted with astonishing explosive power. However, he did not attack Torrea. Instead, he suddenly turned back and plunged into the twilight forest.
"do not look."
After controlling the black mist to place the dazed little one on his back, Mo Sen forced himself to make his voice not sound so shaky. After identifying the direction, he ran towards the west with all his strength.
If the hero can't do it... then Al... we can't put our hopes in that woman's hands, no.
Moson's brain was thinking rapidly. He could feel the loss of life in his body, but the small touch of warmth on his back made him grit his teeth and endure the pain of every bump as he flew toward the west.
Go, go fast, don't stop.
Trivial words are constantly reorganized in his mind, and Mawson relies on this method to keep his brain thinking. He knew that as long as he closed his eyes, everything would be over.
Run, keep running.
He could hear the crying on his back as he was bumping, but he no longer had the strength to comfort her. He just wanted to entrust this little life to her. He wanted her to enter human society, instead of spending her whole life drinking blood with him, and finally being killed by an adventurer in an inconspicuous corner, and then disappeared.
"You have scales. Unlike normal people, humans are all xenophobic, so I have always taught you not to expose your scales. Don't forget it."
As he stepped over fallen trees, crossed gaps, and walked across rivers, turbid gray appeared in his eyes. He was panting heavily and still running.
"You can talk, but you're more used to babbling to express your emotions. This is not good. Human beings don't like this."
After passing through a bush, the bright light from the distance fell into the wolf's pupils. It perked up and continued running.
"You can travel through space, which is very powerful, but you are not strong. To hide, you must learn to hide. Before you have power, don't regard the kindness of others as your entire sustenance."
The wolf wanted to say something, but when the words came to his lips, they turned around and turned into another sentence: "You should live a good life, don't be picky about food, and don't only eat vegetarian dishes like before."
His blood-stained mouth was slightly split, as if he was laughing or crying.
"In the two years I've been with you, I've been a vegetarian for two years. It's so unpalatable."
However, when the wolf ran out of the twilight forest and stepped on the gravel road, the four-sided spear inserted in front of him reflected the moonlight in the sky. As cold as frost.
"besides……"
The wolf smiled miserably, put the small figure aside, and stared at Torea in front of him with disdain. The black pearls on his chest were crumbling, and he raised his paws towards Torea, and his hoarse voice sounded in the ears of Torea and the little one.
"start running."
start running.
The wolf with the black jewel turned around and ran towards the Twilight Forest. Torea only paused for less than a second before chasing after him. The black fog in front of the little boy finally dissipated, revealing his eyes that were already filled with tears. She stepped forward, holding the cloth bag containing scattered gold coins in her trembling little hands.
She turned her back to the dark forest and ran towards the brightly lit place.
