The Sea of Fire

Vol. 3 Predestination and Fateful Meeting (見君,不知君。 )

Chapter 4: The Observer

Ultramarine's gentleness had completely vanished, and it was now in a state of rage, scorching the sand, and the air on the white sand had become hazy. The observer walked last, Andu in front of him, and at the front was Justin Med, who carried the inner step on his back. The heat under his feet was very uncomfortable for the observer, and what made it even more uncomfortable was the fluff that became wet and stuck together after the constant sweat overflowed, and it was wet and stuffy.

It didn't know where Jasmaed was taking them, and the uneasiness stayed in its mind.

Sensing Ruth's approach, it whimpered to warn Nebu Sente, but she had fallen into a stupor, and Justmaed and Ann couldn't understand the meaning of its whining. They eventually met Ruth, whose departure and Jasmaed's injury allowed them to take a break near the dunes.

The observer stayed by Nebusent's side, and Andu sat on the sand with the body of Uchibusent. Jaszmaded took care of his wounds, and they left immediately.

After walking for a long time, they came across a Grom. It found them, but didn't know what to tell Jasmaed. With his head hanging and his back on his back, Jasmaed slowly walked to the right side of the dune, bypassing the grom. The observer's eyes were filled with surprise as they sensed that they were bypassing the grom. It only then realized that Jasmamet had a similar ability of observation to his own, so why hadn't he avoided Ruth before? The observer didn't understand what Jasmamet was thinking.

Perhaps as they got closer to Jaszmad's destination, they were seeing Grom around them more and more often. Although Jaszmad and the others were always able to deftly avoid the groms, the uneasiness in the observer's mind grew stronger.

Having just crossed a sand dune, the observer and Jaszmed stopped their steps and stayed where they were. Ann Du bit down on her wrap and stopped, her face full of confusion. Both the observer and Jaszmad noticed some subtle movements, but could not detect anything in their field of vision. They slowed down their pace and walked as quietly as they could, watching out for possible enemies or creatures.

A group of ancient people suddenly sprang out from under the sand, wearing black purple broken armor and holding mutilated weapons in their hands. This group of ancient people should be a Grom, a Grom who is very similar to the desert bandits, with only naked desire in his eyes, and nothing else can be seen. The white sand on their bodies kept falling, and this group of ancient people seemed to have been lying in ambush under this sand for a long time...

Among the many ancient races, there is an ancient race that stands out in front of everyone. Not only because he stood closer to the observer and Jaszmaed, but also because his physiognomy was too characteristic - chestnut dreadlocks, thick eyebrows, unusually curly goatee... The first thing the observer and Jasmaed saw was him, and their eyes couldn't help but be drawn to his appearance.

The observer took three steps forward and came to Andu's side, the inner step was protected by Jaszmaed, there was no problem, but Andu was not, he needed to keep an eye on this little girl of the ancient people. The observer lifted his right forefoot, rubbed his right eye, blinked his teal eyes, and then focused his gaze once more on the ancient human race.

"Hey!" the ancients shouted at Jasmamed, his left index finger pointing at Jasmaed, and his right hand gently tossed the mutilated weapon, which spun in a circle in the air and fell gently into his right hand, "Are you male or female?

The observer didn't like the ancient terran, and the tone of his voice disgusted it, and its eyes involuntarily showed disgust. Justmaed carefully lifted the inner step on his back, and then looked up at the ancient people, without any emotion in his eyes.

"What do you want?" Jaszed's voice was filled with his calmness, even though the current situation should not allow them to be optimistic.

"What do I want?" the Ancients tossed the weapon in his right hand again, the weapon spun three times in the air, and fell heavily into his hand, he pointed the tip of the weapon at Jasmaed, "I... What the... All have to... I, whatever, all of it, got it?"

The observer's body involuntarily trembled again, and it faintly saw a few wisps of anger in Jasmamet's eyes, why was he angry? because of what the ancients said? The observer could neither understand the meaning of the words of the ancients, nor could he understand why the Jasyumet was angry.

"Please let this Ancients on my back and the little Ancients girl behind me, and this Observer. Jasmaded lowered his head, the sincerity in his voice that even the observer could feel, "They have nothing, everything is on me, please let them go with you and your companions..."

The observer did not doubt the sincerity of Justy's words, but it began to doubt its own understanding of sincerity when it saw his slightly shaking eyes, and the growing anger in his eyes...

"Hey-hey-hey-" The Ancients' voice grew louder and louder, and the contempt in their eyes was projected unscrupulously at Jaszmaed, "Don't you understand what I just said? I, everything, everything, I want, your things are mine, your lives are mine!"

The anger in Jaszmad's eyes could no longer be hidden, and he carefully lowered the inner step and let her lie on the sand. He clenched his fists and tensed his legs.

As soon as the Ancients' words fell, the weapon in his right hand swung at Jasmamet and the Observer, and the rest of the Ancients of this Grom all rushed towards the Observer and Jasmaed.

The green blue figure of Jaszmad in the eyes of the observer suddenly disappeared, and he disappeared without a trace, and the observer could still smell his scent, but could not see him. The three ancient people who rushed the fastest had already come in front of the observer and Andu. They slashed downward at the same time, the bruises on their arms erupted, and the reflection in the three pairs of eyes seemed not to be the observer and Andu, but their corpses lying on the sand, and the traces of dust everywhere. The faces of the three ancient people were full of pleasure, and they seemed to be enjoying it all, and the observer did not understand why there was such a look on their faces. For them, could they be blessed with incomparable happiness by killing other creatures and young girls of their own kind?, it came to Andu and roared at the three ancient peoples, "Ahh

The three mutilated weapons grew larger and closer in the eyes of the observer, and its four legs began to tremble unconsciously, and it wanted to escape, but it could not let a little girl like Andu face these ancient people in front of it alone. The observer opened its dome gray mouth and showed its white fangs, which could not scare off the ancient people who were immersed in desire and pleasure in front of them, but only gave themselves a little courage in deep fear.

The three ancient people in the observer's eyes suddenly vanished, and their eyes fell into darkness. Slender arms wrapped around themselves, with a little sweat and body temperature. Its petite hands trembled and covered its eyes, its body pressed by something... It's the little girl of the ancient peoples!What is she thinking?!Is she crazy?!She's going to die!No! she's dead... Nebu Sente will cry and cry again... No!

The observer wriggled her body and tried to break free from Andu's arms, but this little girl of the ancient people did not know why she had a huge amount of power, which made it impossible for the observer to break free, and her strength grew, making the observer more and more uncomfortable and painful. In Andu's arms, the observer felt Andu's fear more clearly, her body trembling incessantly, her hands trembling even more, her eyes trembling uncomfortably, and a few tears welling up from Berlin blue's eyes. It whimpered, hoping that Ann would notice its pain, but Ann was completely oblivious to the observer's condition, and was focused on the idea that he wanted to protect the observer, and nothing else.

The three weapons failed to slash at Andu's back, they broke apart in mid-air, and they all became two halves, the first half of the broken weapon gently fell into the sand on the right side of Andu's body, and the three ancient people holding the broken back half of the weapon in their hands, their heads had been separated from their necks, and the wounds of the three ancient people were neatly unified, smooth, and smooth, as if they were slashed by the same weapon at the same moment.

The ancient man witnessed this moment with his own eyes, and a shocked face crept up his cheeks, his mouth constantly opening as if it would never reach its limit, contempt no longer existed in his eyes, and the violently shaking pupils showed his panic at the moment.

Andu finally let go of the observer, the pain was finally relieved, the observer was constantly wheezing, the blood had seeped into its blue eyes, it collapsed on the sand, and Andu, who was sitting beside it, silently watched the ancient people in front of him, being attacked by Jaszmaded as he pleased. The observer blinked, perhaps the annoying group of Ancients would end their lives here. Its mood at this time is a little complicated, vaguely joyful, it perceives its innermost thoughts, for itself at this moment, it feels a little strange, and a little afraid... I seem, I don't feel like myself anymore... Or, maybe you've never really understood who you really are...

The observer's thoughts were quickly interrupted, and the four ancient people were kicked in front of it, and their misery actually gave it a trace of pity- An ancient man was kicked and broke his legs, Jaszmad seemed to be kicked from right to left, the legs of the ancient people were bulging towards the right side of his body, at this time Jasyumet did not seem to have used all his strength, and the power used by the attack behind was getting bigger and bigger, the head of the ancient people was also kicked by Jasyumed, and the left side of the head was sunken, almost becoming a crescent moon; an ancient man was kicked in the abdomen, and his abdomen was kicked out of a large hole by Jaszmaded, his expression made the observer feel worried, it is not difficult to imagine what kind of severe pain he experienced; an ancient man was cut in the waist, and a smooth and flat wound appeared on the waistIt wasn't until the upper and lower halves of his body fell in front of the observer that the wound gradually flowed out, and a smaller hole appeared in the left chest of the last ancient Terran, as if it had been punched through his left chest by Jaszmad, shattering his heart together, and when his corpse flew over, the honey dust flew out in midair, forming an intermittent and straight line of dust.