Chapter 38: Painting the Ground as a Dungeon

With a "snort", Ian couldn't dodge, and a dagger flying from mid-air slashed his left shoulder, and the red blood stains suddenly fainted around the rift.

Sid's side is not optimistic, left and right, his best two-handed sword skills are already bulky, and it is even more difficult to deal with these daggers flying around. The two were gradually forced into one place, and when they met back to back, they found that there was no way out, and they were surrounded by Regin's daggers.

"Boy," said Regin, yawning, and leaning closer, "we are destined to teach you one more thing today, shall we?"

Ian asked sharply, "Who are you?" The monster riot outside Black Eagle City, and the strange sound of the horn, killed several people, is it related to you!?"

Rekin didn't answer, but in silence, without any movement, a new dagger materialized on the top of Ian's right and back head, pointing directly at Ian's shoulder and neck.

"Guess how I found you?" he smiled mysteriously, then paused for a moment, "because there are footprints in the psychic power." ”

Ian didn't understand what he was talking about at all, and was even more annoyed by Regin's disregard and contempt for him.

Then, Rekin said in a cold tone: "Besides, as I said, Falcon does not answer questions. He raised his eyes and looked at Ian again, "There's no need to answer the dead man's question." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the dagger stabbed at Ian's vital point with a whizz. In the midst of the lightning, only to hear Lei Jin's "huh", Ian felt that his neck was hot, as if some liquid was dripping on it. When he turned around, he saw that Sid's hand was clutching a dagger, and he was still shaking. The blade sliced his hand open, blood running down the tip of the blade.

"It's fast enough!" Exclaimed Falcon's eyes, "It's a pity that I don't have the ability to think." ”

Then he sighed and said, "I didn't want him to suffer, but the order I was given from above was to be captured alive." They should be able to make full use of his body for research when they bring it back, so don't blame me for not giving you a good choice today. ”

Ian's eyes changed as he listened to his words. This man must have something to do with what happened to him, but he knew that no amount of asking at the moment would help, and that only by finding a way to defeat him could he get some secrets out of his mouth. But how can we defeat such an enemy?

Regin's right hand holding Black Feather was raised slightly, and the spirit daggers in the air around him dissipated one after another, and even the one that Sid held in pain disappeared with him, as if it had never existed. At the same time, more psychic power flew out along the dagger in his hand, converging in all directions around Ian and Sid, manifesting blue transparent spheres.

Although the forms were different, both Ian and Sid could tell that these blue orbs were still deadly psychic skills in the hands of their enemies.

Regin's gesture changed, pinching the handle of the dagger with three fingers and flipping it over as if holding a baton. Then, with the power of his wrist, he gently swung down—and in an instant, a chain forged by spiritual power burst out of each pale blue orb. The tip of the chain is a ribbed blade with a reverse hook, like an arrow with barbs. Some of the chains were aimed at Ian, while others simply fell whizzing, digging deep into the dirt around Ian.

Sid tried to swing his sword to cut through the chains, but the orbs of psychic power seemed to store endless chains, like flowing rivers. Even if one is severed, it will immediately follow without delay, and rebuild a new edge at the tip.

After a while, the two realized that their range of motion was gradually decreasing. If these chains continue to be left unchecked, they will eventually be unable to move at all, and they will be completely bound by these chains.

Ian stopped his senseless attack and tried to get Zack's spirit to break through, but the chains and blue orbs seemed to have eyes. Once someone is found to have broken through, the surrounding chains will shift their targets and attack them in groups, giving priority to blocking those who break through. Zach rushed left and right, but was quickly fixed by the chain and couldn't move.

Looking out again, the chains had woven the perimeter of the psychic cage.

"What to do?" Ian whispered to Sid, surrounded by the cacophony of chains and the muffled sound of blades burrowing into the ground.

"What do you ask me, I don't know how to think. Sid exclaimed, "I still count on you to have a way!"

"His target is me, don't you scold for a while, plead for a moment and let him go?"

"That's your way?" said Sid, with a look of disdain.

Ian scratched his head, "I'll try......" said as he dispersed Zack's spirit and put the sword in his hand into the sheath, looking like he had resigned himself to his fate.

Outside the cage woven by chains, Rekin smiled and said, "Now that you know the difference in strength, why waste your strength just now." That being said, the weaving of the chain doesn't stop. The cautious Reggin is determined to trap Ian to death.

Ian squinted, trying to look through the gap in the chain, looking not far behind Regin. Near the entrance to the Great Tree Cave, Flynn silently emerged with her hunting bow in her grip.

Sid also saw Flynn, and he was inspired to shout, "Hey, you're looking for him, it has nothing to do with me, right? I don't know what you have to do with it, don't take me with you for a while!"

Flynn moved very slowly, slowly setting up the arrow, and straining the bowstring steadily......

"Don't take it away," Reggin laughed lightly, "you're going to have to die here!"

Sid screamed, begging for mercy and then cursing like a ruffian.

Flynn didn't make a sound, but Reggin suddenly turned around—his horse spun out from behind the tree, and suddenly saw a spirit that had no smell or sound, and was startled and neighed.

Almost at the same time, Flynn's arrow detaches and shoots at Regin. The falcon lifted its toes off the ground and flew sideways to dodge. The converging arrows of spiritual power slashed through Regin's cheek, and a bloody streak appeared.

When he got up, he had an arrow in his hand—whoosh!Flynn broke away, only to be crushed by Regin's ordinary bow and arrow.

Ian couldn't see the situation outside, he just felt a sense of weakness and fatigue, and he guessed what was going on outside.

If the spirit embodied by the psychic power is defeated, the user's own spirit will be damaged.

"Unexpectedly," Reggin stood up and threw away the bow and arrow in his hand, turning to look at Ian and Sid, smiling with anger, "You guys are quite good at acting!" His face flushed slightly, and a blood streak crossed his right cheek, apparently taken aback by the sneak attack just now. If it weren't for the sudden neighing of his horse, I'm afraid he wouldn't be better off at the moment.

Seeing that the sneak attack failed, Sid asked Ian in a low voice, "Do you have any other tricks?"

Ian shook his head helplessly, and Sid sighed and said, "Then we are doomed, and that moment just now angered him." ”

That's right, Falcon was a little annoyed. If it weren't for the fact that the other party's experience was too shallow, and the location of the embodied spirit was not good enough, the spirit body was startled, and he would be seriously injured if he didn't die at this moment, and it would be impossible to continue to complete the task. Facing the rookie head-on, and almost being overturned by a sneak attack, the dignified falcon actually made such a low-level mistake, which made him can't help but think of Major General Miro's admonition to be cautious at all times and never take the enemy lightly.

"You're good at everything, but you're too arrogant because of your talent," Miro once said to Regin, "I'm afraid you'll have to suffer for this sooner or later." ”

Thinking of this, Reggin couldn't help but feel afraid of his mistake just now, and even more admired Miro. This major general, who is also a teacher and friend, not only knows people well, but also assesses the situation for each mission, considers many factors such as the environment, terrain, region, connections, possible battle forms, etc., and then personally assigns the most suitable falcon to complete the task.

"There is nothing without danger in the falcon's mission, but I see each and every one of you as my family. So at the very least, I'm going to do a good job of preparing you before you go to minimize the chances of casualties. Major General Miró had said this to the falcons, and Reggin remembered that he suddenly said in a smooth tone, "After all, it costs a lot of money to train you." ”

"Alright, stop playing. Rekin said. Suddenly, the chains flew towards the various areas around Ian's body. Neck, armpits, wrists, waist, crotch, ankles...... In the blink of an eye, he was locked in heavy chains, as if he had become a twined doll that could not move.

"Anyway, as long as you live, in order to prevent you from escaping, I think it's better to cut off one of your legs. Regin's gaze shifted to Ian's left leg. He raised his left hand, his four fingers together, palm outward, like a commander about to wave his hand and give orders to his men.

At this moment, the glass forest suddenly shook like an earthquake.

Ian and Sid were surrounded by layers of chains, barely able to see the outside world, and in the midst of the shaking, they could only hear the witch's voice coming from nowhere: "Run, bastards!"

As soon as the words fell, Ian felt a sudden lightness on his body, and the chains that bound him had all been broken and scattered. Instead, spirit vines and ancient trees grew from beneath the ground.

The vines broke the chains, and the ancient trees rose from the ground, squeezing through the siege of Regin.

Behind Ian and Sid, an archway of an ancient tree made of spirits appeared.

Regin's reflexes and skills were extremely fast, he jumped to the ancient tree next to him that had not yet grown tall, and in a few vertical leaps in succession, he climbed to the tallest one nearby. From above, he could clearly see Ian and Sid fleeing through the archway into the depths of the Glazed Grove.