Chapter 187: Resurrection, or Hell?

The villagers of Ogmudo were collectively silent, there are unforeseen circumstances and people have good and bad luck, but I didn't expect it to be such a result in the end, Robster broke through on the spot, and even summoned the eight-winged angel at the moment of the breakthrough, desperately instantaneously launched a lot of life system auxiliary skills, and it was also an attack skill, although they killed a large number of ** bone eaters, and also injected strong vitality into Elan's weak body, but in the end, it fell short because of the exhaustion of magic power, and Elan's body died, The little iron balls and insects are also nowhere to be found because of the success of killing the enemy.

Robert, who paid a heavy price for this, also fell unconscious because of excessive consumption.

An atmosphere of sadness enveloped the crowd and left everyone speechless.

After a long time, Lydia's choked cry was heard, and this awakened people's consciousness.

"It's all fate, alas, it's just a little bit, if Robster summons even a little more life force, maybe, he can completely kill those insects and rescue Ilan." Rudel was the first to speak, his expression was not very sad, but it was also sad.

"It's a pity, Yilan, this young man, is still very good, capable and strong, with a good heart, and he has been successfully promoted to the third-level professional at such a young age, he is talented, but it's a pity that God is jealous of talent." Uncle Cybern also sighed, sighing again and again.

"Yes, yes, now that I think about it, this kid has done a lot of things for our town, alas, I didn't expect to be killed by Gram like this, this damn 'bloody hand butcher', alas, it's really a good person who doesn't live long for a thousand years." Uncle Chamberbery stamped his foot, filled with rage.

"Yes, yes, good people don't live long and live for a thousand years." The others chimed in, and resentment spread among the people.

"It's a pity that I haven't awakened the talent yet, otherwise when my strength is enough, I can avenge Brother Yilan." Lydia's eyes were gloomy, her small fists clenched, and her crying voice was full of regret.

"Alas, let's all go back, the dead are gone, and the living are like Sifu. Come back, Chamberbery, Cyberborn, you carry Robert back, he's too tired, take care to let him rest well, he's a good boy. Unexpectedly, he was plotted by Gramm. Master Hammer's heart was also heavy, and he waved his hand at the crowd.

"Okay, you old man will put a hundred hearts, but Robert is something we watched grow up, and we will take care of him. Uncle Hammer, let's go back first. So, Chamberberey and Cybern began to direct the men to go back to the village to get back a pair of standing stretchers, usually hunters go up the mountain to hunt and get injured, so the village often has to prepare several stretchers for backup.

The crowd carried Robster up, and then hurried back to the town with him.

Outside the village, it became silent again.

Only Old Hammer and Lydia, old and young, were left looking at the place where Ilan had turned to ashes, and there stood there stupidly and dementedly.

Lydia was still whimpering and crying, and the old hammer caressed her hair, also feeling sorry for herself.

"It's all my fault, if I had been prepared, Ilan wouldn't have died here, alas, this Gramm, what a villain."

"Grandpa Hammer, what can I do about this, Sister Anne would be sad if she knew." Lydia twitched, a hoarse voice echoing in Old Hammer's ears.

"Yes, Anne, if she comes back, this girl will be sad, alas, I am to blame for this matter, I have not fulfilled my responsibility to protect, how can I explain to her when she comes back?"

"Ahem, how can I blame grandpa, grandpa has done his best, blame that hateful Gram for this, when Sister Anne comes back, and Brother Robster wakes up, I will also work hard to cultivate and become a professional, hmph, when the time comes, we can go to the demon Gram together to take revenge." But, grandpa, do you think Sister Anne plus Robster, and you, can beat Gramm? Lydia had both anticipation and apprehension.

"Alas, Lydia, this Gram is not alone, he still has a Gram Castle in his hand, and he himself belongs to a huge force, if that force stomps his feet, the entire Harila continent will be shaken. Revenge, alas, this thing is probably more difficult than ascending to the sky. Unless Gram appeared alone like he did today, without his lackeys around him, and we had enough strength, only Annie, Robust, and I, the strength was still too small. And this Gram is scheming and good at using stratagem, not to mention that the resources in his hands are endless, alas, if he doesn't have enough strength, not only will he not be able to take revenge, but I'm afraid he will take a small life. The old hammer and the old tears were all over the place, and explained to the little girl Lydia.

"Then what kind of strength can take revenge?"

"If you want revenge, unless you have a strong army in your hands, or you are strong enough to crush Gramm, then a Qiē conspiracy is a joke." Old Hammer's eyes lit up, then dimmed again.

"Sister Annie, can Brother Robster's strength reach that level?" The little girl's eyes were full of anticipation.

"The talents of both of them are very good, but if you want to go further, it will not be easy, it will take countless killings and training, and you have to have chance, chance, unfortunately, your grandfather and I have limited opportunities, if you can go further, you can protect your brother Yilan from harm, and even avenge him."

"Then grandpa, you say, if I train hard and meditate now, can I achieve that kind of Cheng dù?"

"Hehe, as long as you are willing to pay, willing to work hard, everyone can awaken, didn't you listen to what your brother Yilan said, he didn't awaken his first talent until he was thirteen years old, in the tragic battle, the death talent, and then, after three years of hard work, now he is already a third-level professional, but unfortunately, the sky is not a holiday, he died early, otherwise, your brother Yilan will definitely be able to crush Gramm." Of course, it's also my carelessness, and Ilan has a lack of experience in fighting masters, alas, we should have retreated early, alas, the two of us were too greedy at that time, so we thought about killing Gramm, and finishing it in one battle, alas, I really regret it, as long as it takes a few more years, as long as Ilan grows up completely, where will it be so difficult to kill Gram. Alas, this time it was really a loss for the lady and the soldiers. Old Hammer's dim eyes were full of too many regrets, and old tears were all over the place.

"Grandpa, look, what's going on?" Lydia pointed ahead, surprised, her eyes wide open, and her mouth wide enough to swallow an ostrich egg.

Old Hammer's gaze followed Lydia's fingers, and a shocking scene appeared.

First the wind, wisps of whirlwind, rose out of thin air, and then, there was a colorful light, which was the light of runes composed of worms.

These winds splashed and rippled, whirring endlessly, and those insects were pecking at the vitality in the air.

Then, there was the hurricane, the wind element increased dramatically in a small area, so thick that it was suffocating, Old Hammer and Lydia began to retreat under the threat of this small hurricane, and the strange hurricane was limited to twenty meters, and there was no wind at all.

**Bone eaters are also gathering more and more, a chain of colorful runes formed in the air, and the hurricane turned this area into a Jedi, once some insects fly in, under the sweep of the hurricane, they will soon be torn apart, or they will be eaten by those insects who keep switching between the virtual and the real.

An old man and a young man looked at the scene in front of them and felt panicked.

"Grandpa Hammer, what's going on? How did these bugs reappear? The horror of the worm made Lydia tremble, and the scene of Ilan's death seemed to reappear before her eyes, and the little girl was frightened, frightened, and sad, and her body was weak, and she sat on the ground.

"This, little girl, I don't know what's going on, I hope it's not a bad thing." Old Hammer's hundreds of years of life experience can't explain this, and he can only pray that no bad luck will befall the small town of Oghamdo.

"Grandpa, do you think that's Brother Yilan?" Lydia screamed, surprise palpable.

Old Hammer looked over, and sure enough, the phantom of Elan emerged from among the hurricanes and insects.

"What's going on, resurrection, or hell?" Suddenly, the old hammer's eyes widened.

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