The development of events cannot be judged by groundless speculation alone. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the past, John had always thought that the mechanical orb that Fenrir had lost in his hand was the same one that old Mr. Conton had thrown away, the legendary golden apple.

But after listening to the girl's story, I realized that this was not the case at all?

The golden apple is the golden apple, and it is a golden apple with special abilities as described in the words, and it is likely to be in Fenrir's hands now, as for the mechanical ball that it is rumored to have lost, no one knows where it is, and no one knows that there is only one type of ball, or there are many.

A variety of information makes the problem more and more complex.

John wondered, if this ball was not the other, then where was the one that Old Conton threw away, and was it the same one in the hands of McConaughey and his sons?

Ay! It seems that he must have a good talk with the old man, and I don't know if he will survive this disaster.

After a slight sigh, John asked again,

"And what is Klepnier?"

The girl shook her head slightly, "I don't know, before I came, the chief only told us that it was a gray, very large invisible chain, like a golden apple, which could be recognized by just looking at it." ”

"And then?" John continued, "What should I do if I find it, the few of you together are probably not enough for the wolf to paw on, let alone take something out of his hand." ”

A trace of embarrassment flashed on the girl's face, and she hurriedly waved her hand and explained, "Your Excellency misunderstood, our task is only to determine whether Fenrir has these two things in his hands and where they are stored. ”

John frowned and looked at her deeply, "In other words, you are the daredevils!" ”

Amy was silent, her eyes blank, but there was not much resentment, and it was clear that she had long known the role of the eight of them.

"Is there a team like this?"

Amy shook her head, "I can't say any more. ”

Hearing this, John did not persecute again, and through this conversation, he had obtained enough information to have a general understanding of the current state of the war and the circumstances of the incident.

After using several teams to scout and get the exact information, they will concentrate their powerful individual forces to smash the enemy's lair.

I have to say that the commander-in-chief of the joint forces is really crazy enough to dare to use such a tactic of breaking the kettle.

However, it is estimated that this is the only way they can think of to end this war.

John froze, spread his wings, and said, "I'm leaving, take care of yourself." ”

"Wait a minute, please wait a minute."

The girl hurriedly got up and asked, "Are you going to the Foggy Mountains?" ”

John nodded, there was nothing to hide from this kind of thing.

The girl jerked her throat, her eyes flickered, and she didn't know what she thought, and suddenly she fell to her knees on one knee and begged, "Your Excellency, please take me!" ”

John frowned and glanced down at her bloodstained chest,

It's fine to take someone with him, but he's vague about the habits of dark creatures, and he needs a guide, but if it's a burden that could die at any moment, don't do it.

The girl seemed to understand the emotion in John's eyes, and hurriedly waved her hand and said, "This little injury is not in the way, you wait a minute, I'll be here in a while." ”

With that, she carefully climbed down from the boulder, ran quickly to the pile of corpses, pulled out a short knife from her waist, and stabbed it hard into the chest of the two-headed troll.

Poof!

The sharp blade pierced the chest, pinpointing the musculature above the heart.

The dagger moved back and forth, drawing a circle on the chest.

The girl uncovered the flesh of the circle, then gasped, endured the fishy smell lingering on the tip of her nose, put her hand in, stirred back and forth, and pulled out a dark blue ball of flesh stained with blood foam from the troll's chest.

After seeing this almost intact heart, the pale smile couldn't help but show excitement.

Troll's Heart!

The heart core that condenses all the vitality of the troll, a rare and powerful magic item, can provide a strong vitality for the caster, indifferently, while gaining vitality, the spirit will also be eroded by the wild and animal nature in it.

The girl held the ball of meat in both hands, closed her eyes, and muttered to herself, a faint wave of energy emanating from her body.

At the same time, the blue ball of flesh seemed to have received some kind of summoning, emitting a faint fluorescence, and the naked eye could see the blue lines flowing down the girl's hands to the injured parts of her body.

Terrible itching comes from the wound, which is a physical characteristic of the wound that heals quickly.

The girl's expression twitched violently, her face was pained, but the spell in her mouth did not stop.

"I didn't expect her to be a wizard."

John, who saw this scene not far away, was a little surprised, and what surprised him even more was the sarcoma taken out of the troll's body, the blood was obviously red, but the heart was shining blue.

These dark creatures really can't be looked at with common sense.

Forty seconds later, the girl stopped casting the spell and untied the bandage on her chest, revealing a small pink clump like an ant mound, and after seeing the black wound that was originally on the small pink disappearing, she suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and unconsciously put a happy smile on her face.

At her age, there is no girl who doesn't care about her body, especially her private parts, after being scratched by a ghoul, she thought that the blackened scar on her chest infected by corpse poison would accompany her for the rest of her life and become an unspeakable pain.

Unexpectedly, he happened to meet John to kill the troll, and obtained an unusually rare magic item from the troll's body, the Troll Heart.

"Thank you to the gods of magic for your favor."

Amy prayed quietly, then wrapped the troll's heart in a bandage, and walked with a brisk stride with a little pink that swayed up and down.

At this moment, on the ground shrouded in thick fog, the color on the small pink was so clear and dazzling.

"Damn little brat, even if I don't look like a human at this time, you can't be so unrestrained!"

The corners of John's eyes twitched unconsciously, and he had the illusion of corns, and his neck rose one hundred and fifty degrees, avoiding the small cup that was less than B.

The girl returned to John, lifted her collar, pointed to the pink skin on the lump of flesh, and said excitedly,

"Look, my lord, my injuries have healed, can you take me with you now?"

John glanced down, then looked up at the sky as if nothing had happened, and said haughtily,

"Before you go in, you need to be clear that you are responsible for your safety."

"yes, I know." The girl nodded and said seriously, "I won't be a drag on adults, if I really become a drag, I will leave alone, and I won't have half a complaint,"

"That's good!"

John nodded slightly, spread his wings and soared into the air, then grabbed the girl's shoulders with the claws on his legs, and led her quickly towards the Misty Mountains.