"According to what you've said before," said the otherworldly spirit, "you don't seem to be very likable to your race, so no one should want to fly here just to say goodbye." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"My heart has been deeply hurt by you," said the black male-faced sphinx, "even if that is true, you should be more tactful to your most important companion." ”

"I do want to," the otherworldly soul touched his chest, and while the pure positive energy flowing through his body could make his injuries heal quickly, the shattered internal organs and ribs that were about to fold were not so quickly restored, and he felt his lungs feel like they were being boiled in a saucepan with every breath, "but I think the first thing we need to determine is that we are in an ambush. ”

"Oh," said the male-faced sphinx, "I don't think I'm sure you see the birds' heads? ”

At the same time, he folded his wings and plummeted, the rapid change nearly throwing the dark-haired Dragonborn off his back.

"Hey!" exclaimed the otherworldly soul, "and me!"

"Oh, I'm sorry," the male-faced sphinx said without a hint of sincerity, "I'm not used to it yet, in fact, I think I need another year, two years, or three years...... Steady, dear!" and while the voice was still echoing in the air, he had already made a dozen or so beautiful moves that would have made the most discerning judge give a perfect score, perhaps ten or a hundred times the number of backward somersaults and three-and-a-half turns—and with it a violent concussion and impact, the spider angrily smacked its chelicera in its master's hood, and from its chela spewed flames, burning a hawk-headed sphinx into a roasted bird, "Watch my feathers," cried the dragonborn's new partner. "Very well," said the otherworldly soul, "then please keep an eye on me, too." ”

They were slaughtered by a flock of wild griffins, but to say that they had nothing to do with the Grenadas, not even the rotten eggs of the bird's head would believe them. Tawny feathers flew through the air, screaming and wailing in pain, but the male-faced sphinx felt the need to remind his companions that they had been wounded in battle with each other, and that they seemed to be twenty-fifty now.

"Do you have any spells that can destroy an entire race when you throw them?" asked the male-faced sphinx, gasping, looking at his chest in distress, where a large chunk of his beautiful mane had been torn off. "Or can we find a way to get out of here a little faster?"

"You mean run away?"

"Well," said the male-faced sphinx, "just run away." ”

"I don't think so," said the otherworldly soul, "can you fly to a place where the wind blows?"

"Yes," said the male-faced sphinx, "but I hope you will give us a satisfactory answer." ”

Three griffinxes swooped down on them, and it was clear that the birds were well aware of their strength, and they always swarmed in one crowd to keep the male sphinx out of every sight, while leaving plenty of room for their companions to peck and tear, while the other griffinx hovered above and below them, blocking their way and preventing them from escaping from the encirclement.

The former leader of the male sphinxes could feel the wind whipping his face frantically, and he turned his head to let the claws of an eagle-headed sphinx pass over his forehead, ruining half of his face, but at least saving his eyes, and the blood flowed into them, staining half of everything red, and he saw two other black shadows flying past the edge of his vision, and the old fellow, who had fought countless battles with the birds, of course knew their tricks, and he flared his wings vigorously and puffed up his chest, still leaving two deep scars on his waist and ribs- But they rushed out at that moment.

The Otherworldly Soul had already taken out of the dimensional bag what the Succubus Fryxir had taken from Everything, it was a plant, it had been dried and ground into powder when it was received, and it was clear that Everythingshire was not prepared to generously allow it to be planted again, even though Frexhill was his master's daughter, but the Lich and the Otherworldly Soul only needed powder.

The male-faced sphinx sniffled, "The abyss of the damnation is below," he said, "I smell like a good ass." ”

"It's your delusion. The otherworldly soul said, and he pulled the bag open, letting the powder drift in the wind towards the griffinx.

The two harpy-headed sphinxes who were following closely behind saw his movements, and they tried to dodge, because they were afraid that the powder would be a poison or a spell channeling medium, but they were too fast, so they still ran into it directly.

Their companions kept a close eye on this, and they flew away quickly, trying to avoid the powder, and the leader of the griffinx chirped eagerly, ordering its people to continue the pursuit and extermination of the human and his mount.

But then it smelled a sweet scent that was so enticing that its last thought was to take a deeper breath harder - and then it knew nothing.

"What's that?" The former leader of the male sphinx asked vigilantly, he flapped his wings and levitated himself high above, and below them were the fallen griffinx, they suddenly lost control and fell from the air to the ground, even the sand was enough for their feathers to break and their bones to break, but they seemed to feel no pain at all, some of the griffinx were constantly chirping excitedly, swaying back and forth, as if they had obtained a whole flock of female sphinxes, and some of the griffinx fell into a frenzied unknown mood, muttering incessantly, from lingua franca to dragon。 More of the griffinx lay on their backs in the sand, their talons scratching in the air, as if a fat prey were writhing and wailing in their claws.

"So," said the otherworldly soul thoughtfully, "the griffin still belongs to the feline family. ”

There is no catnip in this plane, but there are similar and more effective plants, after all, it is the work of the Three Things, although the Lich did not expect to use this when he read this record.

"Please tell me," said the male-faced sphinx, "that you are not prepared to use this on us. ”

"Of course not. "The lich who has replaced the souls of the otherworld, without hesitation.

I don't think that's credible. The male-faced sphinx grunted, "But if you really dare to use this on me, I'll bite off your head...... It's shameful, no, we're not cats. (To be continued.) )