Infinite Doomsday Start Draws Luodu Mechanic

The stone was not thrown directly into the cave, but hit the edge of the cave less than one meter away.

As a result, there was a loud crash, and not only did the ground there suddenly collapse due to the impact, but also other places around it also sank a lot.

"Be careful, it won't hurt." Tia patted the dust on her hands and said calmly.

Tia's calm look, coupled with the sudden collapse of the big hole, made Anya speechless for a long time.

Now, she was really scared, and she also understood the necessity of Tia's preparations just now.

Even if she also studied lightning and could teleport, it would be difficult for her to quickly cast teleportation magic when the ground suddenly collapsed.

At the critical moment, the rope tied to her body could still give her a relatively loose casting space.

Of course, all this is unnecessary now.

Taking a deep breath, Anya followed Tia obediently and moved to the vicinity of the cave little by little.

She looked down at the situation below, calculated a little, and felt that the problem was not big, so she turned around and made a gesture to Ruger and began to gather magic power.

Soon, ice balls containing strong ice magic appeared again on the top of Anya's staff.

Under the control of Anya, the creator, these ball magics that could not launch ice spears fell from the sky into the sea of ​​fire one by one, like old-fashioned aerial bombs.

Puff, puff~

The temperature difference between the ice magic and the flame heat wave formed a messy air flow, but it was hard to say whether it was more conducive to the spread of ice gas or flame.

It was true that Anya's ice was the product of magic condensation, and the magic blood fire at the bottom of the crypt was not a natural flame.

Neither of them had the intention of dissipating easily under the messy air blowing or even cutting, and they still stubbornly fought for territory with each other.

Seeing that Anya was almost exhausted from condensing magic and had not extinguished the magic fire below, Ruger hurried over and carried her back to rest.

"Yes, I'm sorry, it's all my fault." After being held in Ruger's arms, Anya murmured in shame.

Seeing her like that, Ruger felt distressed and a little angry. He thought to himself that his "granddaughter" loves to reflect too much, right?

If she loves to reflect so much, wouldn't it be easy for others to pua and get Stockholm syndrome?

She had clearly vowed before that she was a prisoner of war and did not work hard.

But now she has worked hard but failed, and she feels so depressed that it is useless to reflect on herself.

Alas.

Ruger sighed deeply in his heart, and showed a refreshing smile to his "granddaughter":

"Don't take it to heart, hasn't little Anya done her best?"

"Rest well now, and leave the rest to us."

Just two sentences and a smile, in Anya's eyes, are as warm and kind as the sun.

Under the influence of this warm sunshine, Anya, who was on the verge of exhaustion before, finally relaxed and slowly fell asleep.

But she mumbled a sentence in her little mouth:

"Dad, Dad..."

When Ruger heard her mutter such a name, he was slightly stunned, but soon relaxed.

Okay, Dad is Dad.

The little girl was so awkward because she lacked a father in the first half of her life.

After all, he was her grandfather in the other dimension, and it was time to cure this child's heart disease.

Although childhood shadows, once formed, are difficult to heal even if you treat them for a lifetime.

He carried Anya back to the Rogers, took out a sleeping bag and put her on it, and helped her to get a comfortable posture. Then he asked the Rogers to take care of him first, and he went back to Tia.

"How is she, is she okay?" Tia looked at Anya and then at him, and asked.

"She fell asleep because her magic power was exhausted, and she had a heart disease since she was a child." Ruger explained, "She will be fine after a sleep."

"Yeah."

Tia had actually heard about what happened there a long time ago, and what she said from the bottom of her heart was somewhat unpleasant.

But firstly, Ruger and Anya had a special relationship after all, and secondly, she also knew that Anya had been miserable since she was a child, so she could only pretend that she didn't see them "recognizing each other" over there, so as not to look jealous no matter what she did.

And Ruger also saw that she had seen those things a long time ago, and he felt even more affectionate when he saw her like this, and he hugged her in his arms.

"What, what are you doing?" Tia was somewhat surprised to be hugged in his arms in front of so many people.

But that feeling was particularly good, and she didn't want to leave at all, so she could only ask this question in a soft voice.

"Thank you for your hard work." Ruger hugged her tighter when he heard it.

Hard work?

What hard work?

If it were someone else, I'm afraid they wouldn't understand what Ruger's sudden outburst of emotions was all about.

But Tia understood instantly that he saw the hardship of Anya being raised by her adoptive mother since she was an orphan, and thought of herself in the same situation, so she suddenly burst out with emotions.

In fact, Tia really wanted to say that it was not hard.

After all, she is different from Anya. Kadala, who adopted her, would not force her to practice martial arts, but would find various reasons to let her rest and play after work.

Compared with Anya who lived next door, her childhood was much better.

But when she thought of the vague appearance of her biological parents in the depths of her memory, her nose was sore and tears immediately condensed in her eyes.

However, those things are over.

Although Kadala also left her, at least she had Lu Ge.

Thinking of this, Tia hugged Lu Ge tighter.

The two stood beside the crypt, hugging each other tightly, as if they wanted to warm each other's wounded heart with themselves.

Just:

"Hey, isn't it? You guys figure out the situation, okay?"

"Be serious, we're fighting here!"

"What's wrong with you guys? Have you been poisoned by love?"

Roger and his friends watched the show and complained.

Three firepower hands were responsible for the output in the front, and one was left behind to plug Anya's ears, so as not to wake her up and add another patient with emotional outburst.

The speaker is unintentional, but the listener is intentional.

At first, Ruger didn't take their words seriously at all, until he heard that word, which made him stunned.

"Love poison!"

Ruger knew his own affairs. He had been a steel straight man for so long. Although he was not without an emotional heart, he had become a doctor after a long illness, and had long been accustomed to suppressing those emotions.

It is true that he was moved to tears when watching a TV series or a movie, but he rarely had such strong emotions in the real event.

Even on the night he broke up with his ex, he only vented his emotions afterwards and didn't show them in person.

But why, he suddenly couldn't control his emotions?

Even the usually calm Tia was like this?

"Could it be..."

Ruger turned his head and looked at the crypt.

Looking at the pink smoke that was accidentally splashed onto the ground in the collision between the ice magic energy and the magic blood flame, he couldn't help but frown:

"Magic blood?"