Chapter One Hundred and Five
"We're not going to die! Isn't our new king still alive? She is what we hope for, and as long as she lives, the Dead Sea does not die! ”
"But where is she now? Will she ever come back? A questioning voice rang out.
"She'll be back! She'll definitely be back! You have also seen this child, she has peerless strength and a pure heart, and she will definitely come back! Alger said firmly, his voice having an inspiring power, and no lone spirit was questioning.
They trusted me so much that I was ashamed of the idea that I wanted to slip away, and I couldn't help but bow my head.
"So, Alger, let's stay and fight with you. After hiding all my life, now I finally have the opportunity to take revenge on the Lord! ”
"Yes! We can't hide for the rest of our lives! Now that he has forsaken his death, the Lord thinks that we will sit back and let him slaughter, but he is wrong! We must rise up against him, and although we cannot destroy him now, our actions will inspire other lonely spirits, and together we will surely defeat the Lord! ”
"Let's fight together! Defend the Dead Sea! ”
Alger looked at the emotional lonely spirits, raised his hand high, and said, "Good! Let's fight him to death! Let's go! ”
The air around them was shaking.
The dozens of whirlpools rushed towards Alger and them.
"Danger!" I couldn't help but scream.
There was no fear or hesitation on the faces of those lonely spirits, only calmness and determination, and even the joy and excitement illuminated by war and death. They didn't dodge. Instead of retreating, he held hands and faced the rapidly spinning whirlpool.
Their whole body began to burn. This kind of confrontation is very similar to Xiaoshu's, both of which are using their own lives to form a force to contain these whirlpools. They formed a flaming wall, trying to stop the menacing vortex.
The first vortex froth beneath the wall, but some of the weaker lone spirits let go of their hands and fell forever. The fallen lone spirit shook his head slightly at the lone spirit beside him, signaling that the other party did not need to support him, and saved his strength to deal with these whirlpools. They had a faint smile on their faces. There was not the slightest expression of pain.
When a lone spirit falls, other lone spirits will immediately fill in and meet wave after wave of vortex attacks.
So. When I came with Xiaoshu, these dozens of whirlpools would become a dozen. I used to think that my time was probably won by other lonely spirits with their lives, but I didn't expect it to be in such a tragic way.
There are fewer and fewer lonely spirits still standing. From a few hundred to dozens. Now there are only a few left.
Taking advantage of the gap in time, Alger grabbed the child, stared into his eyes, and said, "I will give you an order now, live, live until you see Meng Yishi, and then tell her these things, and let her help us fulfill our unfinished wishes of the Lord." ”
"I'm going to stay and fight. I don't want to survive! The boy shook off Alger's hand and exclaimed.
"It's an order! You have to do something harder than we do. It's easy to die, but it's hard to live. Either way, stay alive! And you have to do everything possible to find Meng Yishi! ”
"I don't want it! I'm here to stay! My life is forfeited! The kid almost started crying.
"Mark what I say! That's the most important thing! Stay alive! Waiting for Meng Yishi to come back! Alger thrust the child away and placed a talisman over the child, giving him one last barrier.
Alger and the few remaining lone spirits let out a low roar, and the flames on their bodies burned even brighter, almost turning a blinding white. Alger had melted into the flames. I could barely make out the outline of his body, but I could make out the gaze that was brighter than fire. It is the gaze of mortality, the gaze of victory, the gaze of fearlessness.
"We want to defend our Dead Sea !!"
The shouts shook the earth, and this was the last sound they left.
This is their first and last wish.
I watched as the flames engulfed dozens of whirlpools, but eventually ignited and merged with the dark waters.
The child's face was so painful that he was choked by tears, and he had to open his mouth to breathe. With teary eyes, he took one last look at the place where Alger and the others had died, and then quickly fled.
But, apparently, it was already too late.
A black shadow was rapidly approaching him.
He suddenly couldn't move, his pupils constricting in fear. Something caught him, and if it was a little harder, he would be killed instantly. But he can't die! If he dies too, those brothers may die in vain!
He frantically struggled to break free of that force. His face was bruised, and a pale white liquid was oozing from all over him. His body made a "clang" sound, like rotting.
I smelled a disgusting smell of decay, and a faint smoke emanated from his body. He was trying to break free from the poison secreted by his own body's decay.
The hand that grabbed him cried out in pain, and he fell to the ground in an instant. He immediately got to his feet and stumbled on.
"You can't run away, just like those brothers who just died, your struggle is pointless."
A deep voice sounded in the sea. There was contempt, disdain, and smugness in his voice.
I can't help but struck a spirit, it's the Lord. Although I have never seen him, let alone heard this voice, I am very sure that this is the Lord.
I saw a black shadow slowly approaching the child, his steps were so light that I couldn't hear any sound at all, but the steps were so heavy and full of power.
The Lord approached the child, lifted him up and brought him close to his face, squinted his eyes, studied it carefully, and then a wicked smile curled into the corners of his mouth.
"It seems that Alger has a lot of trust in you, and I entrust you with such an important matter."
The child's face turned pale instantly, and cold sweat broke out. Just now, the Lord was not looking at his face, but peeking into his heart.
"What do you want to do? I'm telling you! Someday someone will beat you! The child's voice trembled slightly.
"Hahahaha!" The Lord let out a sharp laugh, his eyes full of cruelty, and said, "Don't worry, I won't let you die." However, I am afraid that you will live more painfully than die! (To be continued.) )