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Chapter 278:

Freya stopped talking and concentrated on running quickly in the direction she had come.

That strange creature called the Dream Eater can even hurt a shadow spirit body that is stronger than her, so she must have met no match for it.

Although the stay in this ancient ruins was not very long, the harvest was much richer than she imagined.

Those precious ancient knowledge, even if they were not of substantial use to her, were invaluable just for research or as a resource.

Different corridors swept swiftly at her speed.

As she passed a corner, Freya suddenly stopped.

For in a hidden corner around the corner, two tall figures in black robes lay diagonally on the ground together.

As if asleep, Freya could even hear their even breathing.

Cautiously approaching, she waved her hand slightly, and the flames above her head slowly drifted towards the two men.

The orange-yellow glow of the fire dispelled the darkness in that corner and illuminated their faces.

However, when Freya saw their faces specifically, her heart sank.

The faces of the two black running wizards seemed to have been peeled off, revealing red and white musculature.

The eyes without eyelids were wide open, and the original position of the nose became two tiny cavities, and the granulations on both sides were gently stirred by breathing.

But even so, neither of them actually had any blood coming out.

Even in Freya's induction, the two of them still had active signs of life, but they were just asleep.

"Hell, what did they encounter." Freya cursed unconsciously.

Any trap in this ancient ruin was dangerous and abnormal, and it was not comparable to the secret realms she had encountered before.

With a chill in her heart, she glanced at the terrifying appearance of the two of them, and then Freya went around directly and ran at full speed.

At this time, the red mark in her right eye was gone, but Freya clearly felt that something was more in her right eye.

There was a faint tingling sensation as her eyes moved.

"Let's get out of here as soon as possible!"

Freya made a decision in her mind.

And the strange figure spirit seemed to have really fallen silent after talking to her just now, and even Freya's special sense couldn't sense his presence.

I think I may have really been seriously hurt......

Half an hour later.

The scorching darkness of the corridor gradually became a little chilly.

Streams of icy cold winds blew from afar.

"It's here!"

Feeling the colder and colder temperatures, Freya narrowed her eyes slightly.

The armor on her body has been melted clean by the strange gray flames, and only the close-fitting white heart remains, although it will not be exposed, but it is really not warm.

Looking around, Freya frowned, but reached for the ground.

'Bang la la'

The black dirt on the ground was controlled by her and quickly flew to her body, slowly forming a very rough robe-style black dress.

Patting her dirt-remodeled clothes, Freya sighed slightly.

"It looks like we can only use this thing first."

After solving the problem of keeping warm, Freya soon came to the previous wall of flesh, and not far away was the wall that had reformed into ice.

The walls of flesh automatically parted as Freya approached, returning to their normal passages.

Freya walked to the frozen wall with an expressionless face, stretched out her hand and gently touched the ice, and then pressed her palm sharply.

'Click! ’

A dense black crack quickly appeared in the palm of his hand.

Looking at the rift that had expanded to a certain extent with satisfaction, Freya exerted her strength again.

'Wow! ’

The ice wall shattered directly into a large hole in the shape of a human being, and countless white flying snow poured directly into it.

Walking out of the corridor, the cold air on the high mountains outside suddenly shook Freya's spirit.

Suddenly, as she stepped out of the ruins, a wisp of something in the dark gradually detached her spirit, and Freya knew that it was a sign of an abyssal pact with the shadow spirit.

After a pause, she glanced back at the rapidly healing ice wall, and then walked quickly down the mountain.

She remembered the figure very well, the strange creature called the Dream Eater had made a mark in her right eye, and although it seemed to be okay now, it was not sure that it would come directly to her the next moment.

She didn't dare fight this strange creature until she figured out what it was.

As we progressed, the surrounding cold climate gradually returned to normal temperatures, and thick volcanic ash filled the air.

Freya went straight down without stopping, and the speed was a few points faster than the one going up the mountain.

Three hours later.

The red-black ground finally came into view, and not far from the foot of the mountain, a silver carriage was quietly parked, and two tall white horses were leisurely eating the hay on the ground.

When Freya saw the carriage, she snapped her fingers slightly, and the two white horses stopped eating and trotted in the direction of Freya.

Five minutes later, Freya returned to the carriage and discarded her dirt clothes and changed into a red leather armor.

The carriage returned at a constant speed to the original route.

In the carriage, Freya, who was back in her normal clothes, breathed a sigh of relief.

Glancing out the window of the car at the Saruha volcano, which was fading away, she pulled out a small mirror from the side and looked at it.

The face didn't change, but Freya soon noticed that there was a thin distorted gray line in the pupil of her right eye.

The thin line seemed to be alive, and after knowing that it was discovered, it drilled directly into the pupils.

Suddenly, Freya felt a tingling pain in her right eye, and subconsciously covered it.

"Hmm"

A little red mark flowed down the gap in the palm of his hand again.

This pain seems to come from mental power or soul, and even her tenacious will is a little unbearable.

However, the pain lasted only a minute before slowly subsided.

But even so, Freya felt as if her mental power had been consumed by more than half, and her normal face gradually turned pale.

"Traces of the Dream Eater"

Standing up slightly, her eyes were complicated by the blood-red liquid between her palms.

This creature was not at all what she could understand with her existing knowledge, as if it belonged to some kind of curse, but it was alive and, above all, fed on the devouring of spiritual souls.

After a moment's thought, Freya slowly pulled out a black thing from her waist pouch that looked like a shriveled tongue.

"If you are fed on spirit, then a manticore, with the same ingredients, may help."

Looking at the black tongue in her hand, a hint of determination flashed in Freya's eyes.

She reached out and touched the black tongue gently, and a ray of cyan flash swept across it, and the tip of the tongue was easily sliced off.

Immediately picked up the tip of the tongue, closed her eyes, and stuffed it directly into her mouth.

I chewed vigorously and swallowed it.

A faint cold current rushed directly from her stomach to the top of her head, and for a while, Freya only felt that half of her mental power that had been consumed just now suddenly became blurred.

This made her pale face a little pale.

"Although the effect is not as good as that of making potions, it can also suppress mental power to a certain extent."

Just as she was trying to cooperate with the manticore's tongue to suppress her mental power, suddenly, a black rabbit suddenly jumped out of the window of the carriage into the carriage.

'Smack! ’

The rabbit stood firmly on the table in front of Freya, his dark eyes without any whites, and looked at her weak with a playful look.

"Hehe, this method could theoretically weaken the traces of the Dream Eater, but you can't be in this state all the time, right?"

It opened its mouth to speak, but its voice was hoarse and eerie.

"It's you" Freya glanced at the rabbit weakly, and said lightly, "Our contract has been completed, why haven't you left yet?" And what's going on with your rabbit body? ”

The black rabbit was clearly possessed by the human figure.

It sat cross-legged on the table, felt a radish out of nowhere, and sighed as it gnawed.

"It's not that I don't want to leave, it's that I was put on the spot by the Dream Eater when I was helping you, although I have escaped the suppression of the ruins, but for the time being, it can only appear in the form of possession, and my book is still with you, you know."

Hearing his words, Freya raised her hand directly without hesitation, untied the thick shell book from her waist and threw it in front of him with a bang.

"Hey, thank you."

Looking at the book in front of him, the black rabbit he possessed picked it up with some difficulty, and then stuffed it into his mouth.

Its rabbit mouth, which was only the size of a finger, turned directly into the size of a human head, revealing criss-crossing sharp teeth, and made a strange cooing sound when swallowing a book.

This made Freya, who was watching from the sidelines, a little disgusted.

Touching his somewhat swollen stomach with satisfaction, he burped and said in satisfaction.

"Don't look at me like that, it's safe to put it here, isn't it?"

"Hmph."

Ignoring his words, Freya took out a mirror and began to stare into her right eye.

She found that after suppressing her spiritual power, the activity of the gray line had really decreased a lot.

After a moment of deep silence, she slowly stretched out her hand, and a slender cyan filament in the tip of her index finger was slowly condensing, forming the shape of a scalpel.

A faint cyan wind flow surrounded the tip of the knife, exuding a sharp and strong aura, and he wanted to do something to his right eye.

For wizards, as long as the injuries are not serious enough to threaten life, most can be cured.

Even if the arm or leg is broken, it can be restored by re-spawning or grafting the limbs of other creatures.

And important parts such as the eyes, although somewhat complicated, are not difficult things.

It's just that, as far as Freya knows, the reborn limb parts are still worse than the original ones.

But now that this is the case, it's not time to think about that.

Just as the energy knife in her fingertips was steadily approaching the pupil of her right eye, the black rabbit sitting on the table stood up leisurely and said.

"Don't bother, even if you gouge out your eyes, you can't transfer that trace, this trace is left in your mental power, the gray line is just a appearance, and your behavior will make the dream eater angry, I'm afraid it will also speed up the time of shuttle and eat your soul as soon as possible."

"Huh?"

The energy knife suddenly stopped, and Freya raised her head and said with a frown.

"Do you have any good idea?"

"Hehe, I know something, after all, I was one of the wizards who had seen this creature." He walked over to the table and picked up a black quill. "You don't have to be wary of me being a spirit, it was really just a misunderstanding when we first met, and in a sense I'm in a similar situation to you now, let me introduce me, my name was Clem before I died."

"I'm not just wary of your form." Freya slowly dissipated the energy knife in her hand, and inexplicably watched him write strange words on the table.

"Oh? So what else? The writing in his hand did not pause, Clem moved his ears, and then he threw away the feather in his hand and looked at the text on the table with satisfaction.

"Forget it, I know your name without saying it, Freya. Green. ”

"Huh?" Hearing him call her name directly, Freya frowned, and her tone was a little unkind. "How do you know?"

Most of the names between wizards are only known to friends, you know, this world is not the earth it used to be, and the real names of wizards here belong to a mark, a status symbol.

If a skilled prophetic wizard obtains a wizard's real name, it is entirely possible to predict his ** through some special methods.

Even some powerful beings have incredible power.

"I just accidentally saw the signature on the deed." He waved his hand and said casually.

But Freya narrowed her eyes slightly, and looked at Clem with a wary gaze that looked like a harmless black rabbit from humans and animals.

The abyss contract she prepared was signed by both of them because of its secrecy, but they couldn't see each other's names at all, but this strange spirit was

"You were able to look directly at the Abyss Contract without being burned by your soul, it seems that what you said before came from the Black Sea may also be false, or rather, the name Clam also needs to be verified, which means that the Abyss Contract can't restrain you at all."

"Oh? Do you care about that? Unexpectedly, Freya's seriousness towards the name matter, Clem looked up in surprise. Where am I from, what is my name important? ”

"This is the basis of cooperation!" Freya insisted.

Although this spirit called Clum was very strange, Freya could vaguely feel that this form also had a great restriction on him.

At the very least, he can't hurt Freya for now, and if the two of them clash, she still has a hole card that specializes in restraining spirits.

And, most importantly, Freya had seen that he also seemed to be under the influence of the Dream Eater and had to resort to her for some reason.

Otherwise, it would be better to walk away when Freya threw out the thick book.

Looking at Freya's insistent gaze, for a long time, Clem seemed to give up, and he spread his hands.

"Well, I'll admit it, most of the Abyss Contracts are not binding on me, but my name is Clem, and as for whether or not I'm from the Black Sea, it's my secret I can't tell you, so you're satisfied, right?" R1152