Wasteland Echoer

"Get away! Get away!" Wright shouted anxiously in his heart.

Fortunately, his body that is not too strong still gives him some more powerful agility than the "dragon" with a monster-like body.

Sizzling——

Sizzling——

The sound of electric current suddenly passed through Wright's side, and the ground swept by his breath was covered with blue flames. After sweeping across the wooden floor, it left an extremely deep path, which could be seen under the ground, roughly like a lighthouse. Chaotic areas inside buildings.

Being well prepared, Wright quickly bent his body and rolled to the left, causing his breath to only pass over his body. At most, it burned a little bit of fabric at the ankles of his tactical trousers.

"powerful."

Wright exclaimed in admiration, and familiarly once again surged the magic power in his body, converging on the "Eagle Shield of the Red Kite" and the "Touch of Dark Enchantment", covering their surfaces with a layer of faint red brilliance.

Just like when the crimson moon comes to the world, humans and unintentional people are "bathed" in the moonlight.

Sizzling——

Sizzling——

Sizzling——

The "dragon"'s breathing did not stop. After three consecutive breaths, it actually took a few steps back and stayed near the oak table.

Wright jumped to avoid a breath, used his shield to block a breath, clung to the wall to attract the attention of the "dragon", and then suddenly leaned down to avoid a breath.

In the first wave of tentative games of one attack and one defense, both Wright and "Dragon" consumed a lot of energy.

Wright barely supported his legs, which seemed to be filled with lead water. He suppressed the soreness and squatted as much as possible, leaning against the white cloth round table. However, he always paid attention to keeping a distance from the furnishings in the room and tried not to come into contact with them as much as possible. .

He gasped for breath and felt that his heart suddenly became much calmer. Instead of the violent beating feeling just now, it became hot instead.

Along with the "blood spurt" from the heart to the blood vessels throughout the body, Wright began to feel as if his whole body was bathing in a hot spring. The heat was comfortable, but then he felt like he was in a sauna, which was so hot that he was panicking.

After a few seconds, I felt like I was standing near the crater of a volcano, almost being burned by the hot lava.

The consumption of "Dragon" is more intense than that of Wright.

The lizard-like head was lowered and leaning on the table, its arms were crawling forward, and its two sharp claws were tightly bound to the ground. A pair of strong and powerful hind feet were in a half-kneeling position, and a pair of scaly bone wings were tightened.

It seems that Sowkod still retains a little consciousness, or obsession, and he does not want to destroy the room he has "lived" in for a thousand years.

While they were gasping for breath, Wright glanced at the place where the breath had passed with his peripheral vision.

Except for the first breath with the most energy that scratched the floor, the other breaths only left scorching traces on the wall that were similar to those burned by flames.

Moreover, the faint cyan flame gradually disappeared over time and did not spread.

However, Wright also observed that any space passed by breath and flames became extremely old.

Several pieces of redwood flooring quickly became dilapidated, and even began to be covered with mold and spider webs, as well as a lot of black dirt with a putrid smell.

The wallpaper on the walls also peeled off quickly, revealing the barely white mortar inside and the parts that smelled like concrete.

After nearly five or six minutes of confrontation, Wright felt that his breathing was not so severe, and the pain and soreness in his body had reduced a lot.

But the "dragon" in front of him still maintained his previous posture, prostrate on the ground, and emitted some non-aggressive white and cyan smoke from his mouth, staring at Wright with a tired look on his face.

"This should be regarded as... no blue? It is equivalent to amplifying the move at the beginning, double kings and four twos at the beginning of Landlord?"

Wright complained with a wry smile, recalling the poker game that was often used for entertainment in the previous world.

There are also poker cards in this world, but I don’t know if the specific rules are the same as those in the previous world. Is it using Western gameplay, blackjack?

"Soucord, how about I try to fight back?" Wright asked tentatively.

Seeing the "dragon" in front of him shaking its head up and down slightly, Wright agreed as if it was Saucord's consciousness controlling the dragon's body.

Immediately afterwards, his eyes, including the eyes and the whites of his eyes, flashed extremely red for several times.

He tightened his lower body muscles and lowered his body as low as possible.

The two "Touches of Darkness" quickly became as straight as possible, and then bent half way, aiming at the "dragon" with the hard and sharp parts of their heads.

Wright used up almost all the strength in his body and kicked the ground hard, like a spring, using the reaction force of the ground to fly upwards.

"attack!"

Light roared in mid-air.

Then, he crossed his arms in a defensive posture, and at the same time, two tentacles were inserted directly into the dragon's head.

puff!

puff!

Two tentacles entered the two eyeballs of the "dragon" at the same time, shattering the sapphire-like part instantly, and spraying out two streams of dark blue blood.

"Ow, ow, ow, ho!"

"Dragon" struggled and twisted randomly, trying to roll its body, trying to get rid of Wright's "Touch of Darkness".

But the tentacles on Wright's back were firmly inserted into the dragon's head, and restrained the "dragon".

Immediately afterwards, the "dragon" picked up a claw and inserted it into the tentacle.

when!

Since the insertion position was the hard part at the front end, Wright clearly heard the crisp sound of metal colliding with each other.

It was like two metal rods striking each other in the dark night sky, frightening those who couldn't sleep and making them even more unable to sleep.

"Soucord, admit defeat. I believe you have no regrets. Leave quietly and don't continue to struggle. Duels in any country adhere to the principle of selecting strong beings, but in the final analysis, there is no need to let the weaker ones One party dies. Especially in the Eastern countries, many people like to stop at nothing and never see the killing, right?" Wright advised, trying to make Solkod remember the wish he had just made.

He wanted to be a fighter and die like a true fighter.

Rather than a cruel beast, an existence that kills wantonly after both mental and physical collapse.

"Roar, ow." A beastly whimpering sound came out of the "dragon"'s mouth, sharp but not as "angry" as before.

Seeing that the verbal persuasion was effective, Wright simply took the opportunity to use the power of the tentacles to jump up and jump onto the "dragon"'s skeleton covered with "fish scales".

It's like a dragon-taming warrior taming a flying dragon that is not very obedient and out of control.

"In the Western Continent, women will always follow the winners, and they will always respect the powerful beings. But in the East, in the country that worships and respects dragons, they will follow the losers. Losers deserve sympathy, they He also has the courage to fight and work hard. Just like you, right, but he was unlucky and came to this deserted place with no hope."

"Actually, it was almost, right? You were almost able to get out, but your spirit collapsed. You have to know, Soucod, human beings, including any intelligent race, will die three times before they are truly alive. die."

"The first time was physical death, the second time was the death in people's minds after the real funeral. And the third time, you were completely forgotten. Although you are a passer-by in my life and mission, You are an orc that I can easily forget, but I will not forget you because I also come from the kingdom of dragons."

Hearing this, "Dragon"'s struggle gradually became weaker.

At the same time, the filthy blood mixed with the smell of water and rancid smell also flowed all over the ground, forming a medium-sized "pool".

A few minutes later, I don't know whether it was the effect of Wright's words, the destruction of the red magic source power inadvertently injected by the "Touch of Darkness", or the "dragon" realizing his failure in this duel.

"Dragon" stopped all struggling and instantly collapsed on the spot.

Seeing this, Wright quickly pulled out his tentacles, slightly stopping the flow of some of the red magic power that was no longer sufficient.

Immediately afterwards, he jumped back with the help of his tentacles and landed on a relatively intact and brand-new wooden floor.

"Huh, uh, it should be over."

"It should be...over."

Wright whispered, the red part in his eyes quickly receded, and his eyes quickly returned to their previous dark color.

But his hair, silver guard uniform top, and tactical trousers were also stained with a lot of dark blue liquid splashed out, and many of them had dried up.

Subconsciously touching it, there is a feeling of paint being applied.

"It should be over."

"It's probably not over yet."

"who?"

Wright suddenly heard a soft female voice, which seemed to be answering his question.

But he subconsciously looked around, and except for the area that had been touched by the "dragon" power and became obsolete, and the mess on the ground, he didn't see anyone.

Then, he reached out and touched the "Miming Gun" on his waist.

There was no sense of magic power. He picked it up and looked at it again, but he didn't find any purple light.

Those red gems were quietly inlaid on the barrel, chamber, base, and lock, without any movement, as if they were growing calmly on them.

However, a few seconds later, he suddenly heard the howling wind and felt the strong wind blowing.

Then, the bony tail of the "dragon" looked like an ancient soldier's spear, and struck straight at Wright.

puff!

"ah!"

As there was no time to dodge, the tail penetrated directly into Wright's abdomen.

After a period of numbness, he felt a stinging pain, a tearing sensation deep into his bone marrow, and the painful feeling after being shot.

Multiple pains seemed to come from inside his abdominal cavity, shaking his body, and Wright looked up.

The dragon that Soukold transformed just now has disappeared, replaced by a tail and an orc figure with its back to him.

"Lite...brother."

Wright heard the ethereal, youthful and desolate voice of Sowkod.

Concentrating hard, Sowkod's body was surrounded by countless light balls.

Some are green, some are pure white, some are blue, and some are cyan, but there are no deep ones, symbolizing despair and dark colors.

"Are you still contaminated and want to kill me?" Wright struggled to ask.

Bright red blood was gushing out from his abdomen, turning his silver-white uniform into a blood-red shirt.

Moreover, there was a stream of red blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, which was a little sticky and had a fishy smell.

"This is my power. During the battle just now, I saw the great Lord. He told me that I could ascend to heaven without going to the underworld. He said that because of my existence, the 'Water of Strangeness' has no mania or rage. , not completely demonized, but quietly staying under the water, coexisting with the Emblem of Tomorrow." Sowkod said emotionally.

"Do you believe in God?" Wright asked curiously, suppressing his confusion.

"Yes, the beasts in the second era are generally believers of the High Bishop, and so are some humans. Not all creatures believe in the Creator and sequential gods. As I said just now, I did see a god. Even if it is a god, he is also mine. One of the ancestors," Saukod replied.

"who?"

"Sequence 3, the leader of the dragon clan. I saw his two forms, the dragon form, more than a hundred meters in height, more than 500 meters in width, with a strong body covered with red scales, and a spear that can sweep away The huge tail of all things. He is proud, powerful, and admired by us.

But his other body is based on humans, almost similar to an orc. It has a pair of horns on its forehead, a pair of featherless wings with membranes on its back, its broad palms and soles are covered with dark red down, and it has a golden-proportioned figure, strong and robust.

And in just a few minutes, He sent another oracle to me. "Soukode looked up and said.

"What...oracle?" Wright's voice trembled in pain.

"He has seen the Lord of Dark Night, he has seen the Lord of Eternal Red. The Lord of Dark Night will wake up somewhere, and the Lord of Eternal Red is waiting for the arrival of the [Order]. So, accept my power, Wright elder brother."

Sowkod shouted as loud as he could, trying to keep Wright awake enough to hear him.

Immediately afterwards, the bone tail was quickly shrouded in a layer of bright daylight, like the midday sun.

After a few seconds, the tail quickly broke into countless small joints, all of which poured into Wright's abdomen, almost filling his abdominal cavity.

After almost half a minute, Wright finally felt a warm current flowing from his abdomen to his whole body.

Unlike the surge of red magic source power, these water flows, or flowing energy, have extremely strong healing capabilities.

Not only did Wright feel that his consciousness suddenly became clearer, but the tingling pain in his abdomen, the tearing feeling in his body, and the aching and tired feeling lingering around his spirit disappeared instantly.

When the light emitted by the tail reached its peak, Wright seemed to hear the gods reciting poetry.

The general language in the poem was Old Central Chinese, but he heard one word particularly clearly, and the corresponding translation suddenly popped up in his mind.

"Anti-ani!"

"Light!"

Then, he heard another word chanted in the ancient Zhne Empire language:

"inspiration!"