I don't know how long it will take for Will of Fire to really wake up, but the process will undoubtedly speed up a lot. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoIn the current situation, Catherine is in dire need of the Will of Fire's insight.

Since landing on the Island of the Dead, the female mage has been completely unable to figure out the situation. She couldn't even comprehend what she had become. From the soul world of the Silver Dragon King, he entered the black fog space of the bone cloud, and from the black fog space into the asphalt lake, and finally came to the giant ship where only the undead existed. How to explain all this? Unfortunately, the Will of Fire could not pass on his knowledge and experience directly to Catherine, otherwise he would probably have figured out the current situation.

Catherine, who was lying in a blood cocoon, suddenly opened her eyes, and the blood around her was so thick that she couldn't move. She struggled to move her arm to her chest, where an iron sword was still in it. It would have been a fatal injury, but after becoming a zombie, her body seemed to be very resistant to external injuries. Not only is there no pain, but some weak points are no longer important to the body. Of course, the damaged body still needs to be repaired, which is another function of the blood in the body of the undead.

Due to the accelerated absorption of spiritual power in the spirit world, the speed at which Catherine's body absorbed blood also increased in vain. She could feel her body gradually regaining consciousness, transforming from zombie to flesh and blood. There was a faint pain in the sword in his chest, which was the reaction of flesh and blood. Catherine gripped the handle of her sword and slowly drew her iron sword. As the sword body rubbed against the flesh, the pain became more and more intense. She gritted her teeth and didn't relax at all. The iron sword was finally pulled out of her body, and the moment the tip of the sword left her chest, Catherine gasped unconsciously. Sticky blood poured into her mouth and nose, and the long-lost feeling of drowning filled her chest.

Immediately, Catherine noticed that the blood inhaled into the body was also rapidly seeping into the lungs, and the life force was full of life force. She thought for a moment, and opened her mouth to swallow the blood. After a while, Catherine's mouth and tongue began to taste again, and the smell of blood permeated her mouth and nose. The female mage was sick to her stomach one after another, and almost vomited all the blood she had swallowed. Fortunately, it didn't take long for her to finally get used to the taste of blood, and drinking too much of the slightly fishy and sweet blood produced a wine-like stamina, which actually made Catherine feel drunk. Uncontrollable tiredness ensued, and Catherine closed her eyes and fell into a state of mind that seemed to be awake. And this state made her absorb blood a little faster.

The blood cocoon that encased Catherine shrank more and more rapidly, a change that made the hermit waiting at the side of the blood cocoon a little uneasy. Although his plan was to curse the Wraiths to devour blood and grow stronger, it was manifesting itself at an unbelievably fast speed. If this continues, within a few days, the cursed wraiths will consume the entire blood cocoon, which is not in line with the plan. Cursed Wraiths should properly increase their strength to get in touch with the undead in other Blood Cocoons. After the three undead successfully escaped by absorbing the Blood Cocoon, the Blood Cocoon that kept Catherine in place restrained the Blood Beast's hatching. When the hermit calmly arranges and can destroy the blood beast, the cursed spirit will finally devour the blood cocoon.

Now the cursed ghost didn't act as planned, but just now, the hermit suddenly lost the subtle sense between him and the cursed ghost. This is a sign that the contract is invalid, but what is going on?

The hermit sensed a change in the blood cocoon that he had not expected. Could it be that the zombie mage restrained the cursed spirit?

The hermit, who had always been calm and calm, began to get irritable in his heart, and if the whole plan got out of control, the blood beast would hatch in advance, and Stiff Town lacked the ability to deal with it. The hermit silently glanced at the shrinking blood cocoon, walked up to Zhisuo and said, "Let Harder send some men over, they can fight." ”

Zhisu had been keeping an eye on the situation, and although he couldn't see anything, he could feel something strange in the air. When he heard the hermit say this, he knew it even more in his heart. "What's wrong?"

The hermit had no intention of hiding it. "I've lost my sense of the cursed spirit. Maybe it was just because there was too much blood wrapped in him that he went into the depths of the blood cocoon. ”

"It's more than that. Zhisu turned his head sideways, and his two hollow eye sockets looked at the blood cocoon, as if he had seen through everything.

"The rate at which the blood cocoon is being absorbed is accelerating. ”

"Is it a blood beast?"

"No, the speed of the blood beast is steady. It was the cursed spirit that entered, and the blood cocoon itself was in trouble. Maybe the undead inside will come out early. ”

"It's the zombie mage. Zhisu nodded, and turned to walk towards Lie's side.

After a while, Zhisu came back and said, "Lie will send a few centaurs over, and they should be able to deal with the zombie mage." ”

The hermit didn't say anything more, just stared intently at the blood cocoon. Just a little bit of time ago, the speed at which the blood cocoon shrank seemed to be a little faster.

Three days or two days? The zombie mage will surely break out of the cocoon.

Five centaur warriors reported for duty, and they were deployed around the Blood Cocoon under Lie's arrangement. But the hermit's sense of unease grew stronger, as if there was some monster hidden in the blood cocoon.

Two days passed in a blink of an eye, and the blood cocoon had shrunk by half, and the figures in it could be faintly seen. In two days, the hermits brought in more warriors, and the number of centaur warriors reached twenty, which was almost one-fifth of all Hader's guards. Ordinary zombie warriors were also summoned to three hundred people, and they stood in front of the hermit and Zhisuo in a half-moon shape.

"Is that a zombie mage really in the Blood Cocoon?" the hermit asked Zhisu.

"Yes. Zhisuo answered the same question for the third time, "I talked to her, and she is not very strong, but she is not an ordinary guy who has no brains. ”

"How could she absorb so much blood?How could a newcomer control so much blood?" the hermit couldn't figure it out, and over time, he deduced from the changes in the blood cocoon the amount of blood absorbed by the zombie mage in the blood cocoon, which was beyond the limits of what ordinary undead could bear. Even those powerhouses on the second- or even third-layer plains probably wouldn't be able to control this amount of blood.

"What the hell are you worried about, is she going to turn into a blood beast?" asked Zhisu.

"It doesn't seem to be enough, before turning into a blood beast, it will cause blood boiling, and this blood cocoon does not appear to boil blood. There was an unconcealed anxiety in the hermit's tone.

"It's not a blood beast, what else is there to worry about?"

"Because it is unknown. I have no way of judging the situation of the Blood Cocoon and the Zombie Mage, and I still haven't been able to sense the Cursed Wraith again. The shell of the blood cocoon has thinned, and even if the cursed wrath penetrates deeper into it, the sense will not be isolated. It's been destroyed, and in this state it can destroy cursed spirits, beyond what I know or learn. ”