Lord of Mysteries: Yao Guang

Medici hated water, and this disgust reached its peak when he first saw the sea. From physical to psychological aspects, He was resisting the approach to the azure waves in front of him.

Fire and water are incompatible, and it is a normal reaction for Medici, who was born a flame giant.

The members of "Blood of Punishment" are all "hunters", subordinates who belong exclusively to Medici. Even if they don't have as strong aversion as Medici, they still don't like the ocean combat environment, which will make their flames Control is greatly reduced.

But the command of the Lord is above all else, and this is the same for all.

Therefore, "Blood of Punishment" could only come to this sea area honestly to experience the disadvantageous combat environment in advance. He was accompanied by Sarah of "Star Glory" and her immature son, Abram.

In this operation, Abram will be required to be responsible for the task of delivering intelligence outside the battlefield, because the giants will also participate in this operation. Sarah is now seizing the time to guide Abram, which is important to this child for the first time. Worried about the task.

As for Abram, he didn't look worried at all. Instead, he seemed even more excited than usual because of his happiness. He even traveled with the members of "Blood of Punishment" for the first time.

Even if it is just to "familiarize yourself with the maritime environment" now, Abram treats it as a formal mission.

"No, we will not encounter enemies," Sarah shook her head helplessly, "You still have to focus on feeling the extraordinary abilities today, try your best to successfully record the abilities of the members of 'Blood of Punishment', and then get familiar with the ones you have already recorded 'Traveller's Gate', do you understand?"

Abram, who had just been promoted, nodded vigorously and patted his heart where the gem pendant was hanging: "No problem!"

Then the young man set his sights on the sea. The blue tide rolled up the white waves, giving him a small but broad hope.

"Mother, what is the end of the sea?"

Sarah stared quietly at the same scenery as the young man, until an explosion of fire interrupted her contemplation. She looked back and looked back at the members of the "Blood of Punishment" who began to try to propel themselves with bursts of fire instead of swimming.

However, in the volume of sea water, such a flame can only work outside the water surface, and will be extinguished once it enters the water.

Sarah sighed deeply and turned her gaze back to the place where the sea and the sky meet: "There may be many things on the other side of the sea, and there are other races. At least as far as we know, the palaces of the elves are all on islands or under the sea. "

"Will there be a new continent? When Lord Sasriel explained the coordinates of the spiritual world to me, he said that this world is very vast, and what we see is only a small part of it. He even said that there is another world outside the world. There are unknowns, and I’m curious about what they are…”

The young man talked nonchalantly, with strong expectation and a hint of awe in his eyes.

Sarah patted her son on the shoulder: "I don't know, Abram, maybe you can go and see for yourself one day."

Is it really possible?

Although Abram never doubted that he could follow in his mother's footsteps, learn from her, and control the power to travel through the spiritual world in the future, he only occasionally had such fantasies when he was drowsy in bed.

Sarah rarely recognized his efforts or encouraged him, and always treated extraordinary power with the strictest attitude, and Abram could feel that his mother did not want him to go too far on this path.

Sarah seems less determined today.

"It doesn't matter, even if I can't see it, someone will see it one day." Abram smiled and looked at Medici, who was angrily scolding a subordinate who didn't dare to get into the water, "Maybe in the future my child will , there will be a day when I can see the other side of the sea."

Sarah's tone today was also very gentle: "The world is very big, and the spiritual world is also far away and boundless. And the Lord told me that the star world is also. If I have the opportunity to go further, the spiritual world will open the door to me. Then you can know what the star realm is like.”

Because Abram knew this knowledge that he had never heard before, he smiled more and more positively: "I hope that one day!"

Sarah patted his shoulder again, but did not show a smile: "Let's get started. The ability you are going to try to record today is 'Keeping Secrets.' Until your spirituality is exhausted, I will not give you much rest time. .”

Abram's body stiffened slightly: "I will work hard..."

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To the south, there is a valley filled with the smell of sulfur.

Apart from red and black, there are no vibrant colors on the ground here. The ground is full of cracks and cracks, and deep red and almost black viscous liquid flows in the cracks. Where the black liquid gathers in large areas, there will be It exudes a rotten stench.

Inside the viscous liquid, a bubble would pop up from time to time, revealing the egg shell with a mass of black shadows at the bottom.

The nearby active volcano crater is filled with large clouds of black mist, like a giant pillar holding up the sky.

In the black clouds and fog, purple-black flames will burst out intermittently, like tiny scattered fireworks, and then a group of little devils with dark skin and slender horns on their foreheads will fly out.

They are about the same size as ordinary chickens. Their eyes have red vertical pupils. In addition to bat-shaped wings behind them, they also have canine-like tails swinging behind them.

These little devils also have a very unfriendly attitude towards their "companions" who act together.

They bite each other with their outward-turned fangs. Once one of their "companions" has its wings torn off and falls from the sky with a howl, the other little devils will be very excited and emit bursts of piercing screams that can weaken other creatures. Laughter and take pleasure in it.

An unusually large rust-colored hand stretched out from the black smoke near the crater, grabbing at the group of noisy little demons.

The little devils screamed and scattered in all directions, but there were still a few unfortunate guys who fell into the claws with long black nails. A huge bloody mouth opened from the depths of the black mist, which would whet their appetites. The "snacks" were stuffed in and then closed again.

Within a few minutes, the little demons gathered together again, flying crowded through the black mist, swallowing the occasional bursts of flames, while continuing to torture and laugh at each other.

In such a harsh environment, almost no living beings except demons can survive - except for those mythical creatures that have transcended physical limitations.

The "God of Honor" squatted at the entrance of the cave, quietly observing the black smoke-shrouded mountain opposite.

There were no demons wandering around here. After confirming this again, the youngest son of the Giant King looked away.

His huge single eye was full of fatigue, half-open and half-closed. He checked his luggage, took out ointment from it, and applied it to the wounds he could get.

Bradl couldn't stay here long, but he needed to come here.

Because He has enemies to meet.

The giant dragon that Bradl was waiting for came here as promised. Precisely because this is the territory of the devil, everything is disordered and chaotic, which is safer for both parties.

"Bradl." The shrunken black dragon slowly crawled in from the entrance of the cave. He was now even smaller than the hunched-back Cyclops, and looked more and more like a shrunken lizard.

"...You've been here a long time ago?" Bradl narrowed his eyes and resisted the urge to form a broad sword.

The hatred between the groups was very broad, but it had settled long enough to become a giant's instinct when facing another giant dragon, causing Bradl to subconsciously have murderous intentions.

The "Dragon of Nightmares" walked slowly, as if he was not stepping into a broken cave in the devil's realm, but a magnificent palace.

It’s hard to say that an elegant posture can still be seen in a giant reptilian dragon, but this is how Alsuhod behaved: “I can be anywhere, don’t bother tracking my whereabouts, if I don’t want to see you, There is no way you can see me."

Bradl stared hard at the miniature version of Alsuhod and said nothing.

Alsuhod didn't care whether there was a response or not. His harsh words contained a smile: "You have to know that even brainless things like 'devils' still have subconscious minds. Unfortunately, there are not many valuable things. They don’t know how to feel those wonderful emotions either.”

Bradl gasped and took a few seconds to suppress his anger: "What do you want to say? This is what you want, isn't it!? Pain! Chaos! Destruction of the giants? We will not give it You reptiles will die!"

Alsuhod chuckled softly, still walking with the reserved pace, until he walked up to Bradl: "This is just the beginning, the beginning of all falls! If you can't see this, Stone Head, There will be no such meeting."

A faint light spread out from Bradl's body, forming a blurry dusk that hung behind him like a fluttering cloak.

Bradl's huge one-eye with bloodshot eyes gradually became rational and cold: "Yes, my brother is immersed in the beautiful future he imagined for himself, but I see the shadow of conspiracy. This may be what dusk brings to me. Inspiration."

The "Dragon of Nightmares" narrowed his eyes slightly, and he seemed to appreciate the change that happened in Bradl's heart:

"The deep-rooted hatred for blood relatives is stronger than your hatred for the dragon clan. It is enough to burn away all your escape routes, leaving you helpless and can only rely on your enemies. This is a very reasonable development. ."

"You're trying to interfere with me!" Bradl growled.

"No, I'm just stating the change in your mentality." Alsuhod swung his tail, "You can't deny that what I said is the truth."

Bradl roared again, and cursed a few words in giant language, but then lowered his head in pain: "Who is that?"

Alsuhod's voice was like a ghost, slowly seeping into Bradl's mind:

"The person who killed my father also gained his authority. Who do you think it will be? The giants have become their allies and will help them attack the elves. Who do you think will have the last laugh?"

"I don't completely believe you."

Alsuhod took another step, then two steps, and climbed out of the cave gracefully: "You have no choice, you have no way out, let's go."

The "God of Honor" didn't remain silent for long before he stood up and followed the "Dragon of Nightmares". The dusk dissipated behind Bradl and merged into the darkness.

Sorry for being a little late today!

Finally caught up!