Darius didn't feel the feathered serpent continuing to chase in, it seemed that he was right, even if it was a legendary creature, but after all, it was still a snake, and the flames could not affect its scaly body, but the feathered wings were not easy to say. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But Darius was not happy in the slightest, for he fully understood what it meant to be cocooned.

In his original plan, he wanted to light the fire first, hide from the Feathered Serpent and find a way away from it, but he didn't expect the Feathered Serpent to stir up the wind with its wings to quickly fuel the fire.

No, you have to go out, or even if you don't get burned, the thinner and thinner oxygen will make you confess here.

Darius was prostrate on the ground, moving towards the edge of the woods, lying on his stomach because he could only breathe air if he got down on his stomach, and if he stood up a little, he would be enveloped in choking smoke.

Although he couldn't tell the direction in the fire, Darius knew what he had to do - that is, follow the direction of the flames. The best way for a drop of water to hide is to merge into the sea, and in the same way, as long as Darius can run to the outermost part of the fire, the fire will not burn him, and he can escape calmly.

Damn, that's all there is to the sauna.

Darius was in pain, he was almost out of sweat now, and if he continued like this, he would have to be dehydrated. He took the time to look at his attribute panel, and his health had begun to gradually drop.

Eh, what's that?

Darius was pleasantly surprised to find a wild boar in front of him that was running frantically in the sea of fire, yes, it was the kind of boar that Darius had asked West to set a trap to capture, which was a relatively common creature in the mountains.

Darius was so surprised that he didn't care about the thick fog in the sky, and he picked up his axe and rushed towards the boar.

Darius didn't want to waste time, and when the dazed boar noticed Darius, the sharp axe had slashed at his head from mid-air.

[Double Blow], the axe blade turned into two phantoms at this moment, and the axe that was quickly cut off even set off a wave of qi, and before the poor guy could understand the situation, the axe slashed at its head one after the other.

"Smack!"

The hapless boar was buried under the great axe of Darius before he could escape the fire, and under the effect of the [double blow], the boar was like a burst watermelon, and the stump of flesh was splashed in all directions, and Darius ignored the pungent stench, and lifted half of the boar's body, allowing the blood to splash on himself.

It's a pity that this blood can't be drunk, otherwise Darius would have poured a few mouthfuls, but with the blood poured on his body, his hair ran down his body, and his body that had been smoked by the heat for a long time finally felt better.

He soaked the linen in blood, wrapped his head around it, and continued to run towards the edge of the woods, which was much smaller, and at least allowed him to get up and withdraw from it than in the middle of the fire.

Darius walked a few steps, then glanced back at the burning forest, and he looked up beyond the crimson canopy of trees, and against the sea of fire, the feathered serpent hovering in the sky was only a tiny spot in his vision.

It didn't chase it, it was helplessly facing the burning eucalyptus forest, and it seemed to be safe, Darius thought.

Then he heard a roar that rang through the sky.

The so-called resounding in the sky here is the resounding in the real sense of the word.

The cuckoo's blood-piercing cry was like a sharp sword piercing the sky, and the sound of burning fire was gone, and the sound of heat waves was gone, and there was only this sound left in the heavens and the earth, so that when the cry stopped, his whole head was buzzing.

Darius's mind was in such a state of confusion that he had forgotten that he was still in the process of fleeing for his life. He looked blankly at the sky, was it the feathered serpent?

He wasn't sure, it didn't sound like that before, but now what else could make such a sound in the mountains but this feathered serpent? I'm afraid that the legion fortress far away in the Dragon Peak can hear this sound, right?

Darius slowly leaned against a tree that was not burning, and sat down, he was too tired, his body had already reached its limit, and he had to rest.

There was another whining, but this time much quieter and more coherent than the last, which made Darius sure that it was indeed the feathered serpent that was hissing.

He looked up in the direction where the voice had come from, and a white light streaked across the sky, as swift as lightning, and this light pierced the billowing clouds, entered the vast canopy, and then vanished.

Then the sky began to boil, rolling dark clouds pressed from the sky, thick dark clouds covered the sky, the mountains began to dim, at this moment, from the "Butters Fortress" of Dragon Peak, to the Rhodes corridor where the lizardmen marched, from the Golden Needle Valley full of mountain villages, to the rushing Donas River, the darkness was like a curtain, quickly covering the mountains of Ulstor.

Darius watched this scene in amazement, which was beyond the limits of his imagination, a coherent cry?

Spellcasting chant?

"! No way? ”

The swear words blurted out unconsciously, and the coherent cry of the feathered serpent became louder and louder, yes, it was this damn monster casting spells.

Lightning converged among the dark clouds, rumbling thunder kept coming from the sky, the line of law in the sky was dazzling, clearly visible against the background of the dark clouds, and the dripping rain began to splash down, and then became rapid, in the blink of an eye, the dripping rain turned into a torrential rain, forming a dense rain curtain in the air.

It was raining, and this was the only thought on Darius's mind.

This snake ~~ actually calls for wind and rain? Then he realized, yes, it's a feathered serpent, this thing should know this.

In the legend of the Feathered Serpent, which coincides with the rainy season, it is a mythical creature that rules the sowing, harvesting, and abundant crops, and its left wing beckons dark clouds, its right wing summons thunder, and at the moment of the lightning dance, the abundant rain is sprinkled on the earth.

But in Darius's opinion, where is the abundant rain in this broken rain? It was a clear signal of urgency, the rain had completely extinguished the flames, and even the lush canopy could not hide the rain, and the heavy rain from the sky drenched Darius who sat under the tree, washing away the stench of blood from his body.

The icy rain cooled Darius's body completely,

Of course, his heart was at this moment.

The same cold.

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PS. Salted fish also has to keep its promises, today's double watch is not completed, I continue to code words in the early morning, do not write out and do not sleep.