The long skirt stained with stinky mud was taken off with difficulty.

Simple white cotton trousers with a cuffed shirt with a hint of lace. This was the dress inside Nya's dress, and she wrapped herself like a tin can, with her underwear buttoned tightly.

At this point, Nya'd rather die than let Rick help.

In desperation, Rick fetches hot water under the guidance of Niya and exits the small bathroom

The soft sunlight fell on a fair, slender face through a custom-made curtain fabric.

The curtain cloth filters and blocks the sunlight to minimize the damage to the paper, which also makes the light in the bedroom soft and delicate.

After taking a bath, Nia reluctantly climbed into bed, said "Don't mess with the books", and fell asleep.

Looking at Niya, who had fallen into a complete coma, Rickmore held the notes in his hand, and his mood inexplicably improved.

Rick is not a nanny, much less a servant. Help Niya come back, just for the historical information that may be stored in zài.

But obviously, the saying that good people have good rewards has been verified in Rick.

The fingernails flick the page, and the fingers slowly press against the explanation in the middle of the page.

"It's a magical text!!"

The knuckles strained slightly, and the fingers slowly swiped across the text. Rick could read between the lines that the person who wrote this note must have been very excited and excited.

After turning a few pages of admiration and amazement, something substantial finally emerged.

"What does it mean that the characters '*' appear the most often?"

When Rick saw this, his eyes lit up slightly, and his fingers crossed the two characters.

"Abyssal Will" is what those two characters mean, and it can be said that the two characters that appear most frequently in most Abyss Wizard notes.

Rick could almost guess that someone in Nya's house must have accidentally obtained a copy of the Abyssal Wizard's notes.

Then, with continuous in-depth research, the initial vigorous handwriting gradually transitioned to a delicate handwriting unique to women.

Seeing this, Rick couldn't help but look at Nyya's fair, slender face.

Without the constraints of the frame, Nia looks much more pleasing to the eye in a coma.

Strict and old-fashioned, it is really not suitable for a woman of Niya's age. They should wear aprons to the laughter of their husbands and children, and bring good meals and clean clothes for their families.

Niya's soothed facial features have a touch of feminine delicacy and softness.

Overall, Niya is still a little beautiful.

Of course, even if she looks like a fairy, it doesn't make a difference to Rick, what he values is ability.

"Abyssal Writing" is not something that ordinary people can study, as can be seen from the slow pace of research in the notes.

But since the handwriting transitioned to delicate handwriting, Rick found that the progress of his research had accelerated dramatically. Just like another abyssal wizard is studying, the analysis of the text is more thorough and easy to understand.

What does this mean? It means that Niya is immune to the Abyss Script and belongs to the Abyss Species that is born in harmony with the will of the Abyss.

Maybe Niya's ancestors had a trace of abyssal blood, or there was an abyssal wizard who majored in monsters, but in any case, there is no doubt that Niya and the abyss are compatible.

If she becomes an Abyssal Wizard, she may be even better than Rick

The quiet moonlight is thrown on the ground.

A thin young man walked out of Nya's house.

Dressed in an ordinary robe, he carried a stick on his back, and carried a coarse canvas bag diagonally, revealing several tomes.

There was a slight hesitation and hesitation between the young man's eyebrows, as if he was thinking about some important decision.

The night was as cool as water, and the steady footsteps of young people echoed in the remote alleys.

There are indeed some clues on Nya's side, but they are only some unresearchable wild histories and incomplete information.

Before the orcs were driven to the ice field by humans, there was once a small tribe of gifted orcs living there.

These orcs are different from ordinary orcs in that they are closer to their human form and are an outlier among orcs. But just like their anomalous appearance, almost all xenomorph orcs have one or two innate abilities.

The information is gone here, and as for what happened to the small group of xenomorphic orcs, there is no record in the wild history or the incomplete information.

Only the identity was confirmed, which made Rick hesitate a little.

"Is that this guy? Are you sure? ”

In the dark corner, a gloomy male voice came out along with doubts.

"It's him, I saw it very clearly!"

The female voice that answered was somewhat familiar, but Rick couldn't remember where he had heard it.

Stopped, Rick stood in place like a javelin, his eyes burning at the sturdy professionals oozing out of the shadows.

The breath is fierce and the eyes are decisive.

Five first-order warriors, wearing standard light armor, tacitly surrounded Rick.

These five people are vigorous in their steps, and there is a natural killing atmosphere in their walking coordination.

"Soldiers?"

Rick followed the aura and grim expression of several people, and first thought of professional soldiers.

"Quite discerning, Mr. Rick." A cold, deep voice, full of confidence. A middle-aged man with a long figure and a short thorn slowly stepped out of the shadows. This person's eyes are clear, his eyes are like torches, and his body is full of power when he walks around.

The contours of the face are like chiseled out, resolute and cold.

He was followed by two people, one of whom was vain, his face pale and blue, and at first glance it was the color of wine.

The other person made Rick move his expression in some surprise: "It's you?" The voice was a little puzzled and full of doubts.

Mary followed behind Master Monte, her eyes dodging Rick like a ground mouse.

"Even if you're a wizard, you're not qualified to seduce my sister!" The frivolous young man's voice was gloomy, and his expression was as green as his wife who had been slept with.

Rick was really a little confused at this moment, but that didn't stop him from seeing the shape clearly.

With a slight movement of his mind, a large area of yellow light rose from under his feet, quickly covering his body.

The skin quickly withers yellow and is dry and hard, and a layer of dark yellow stone skin is firmly strengthened on the surface of Rick's body.

With a flick of the wrist, a large area of earthy yellow veins surged out of the palm, quickly connecting with the earth.

The four condensed earthy yellow fists, like water markers, float and sink in the earthy veins.

Knowing Rick's identity and daring to attack him, the other party must be the powerful predator in Tongban City.

It doesn't matter why, what matters is who gets out alive.