Everything I felt was wrong from this piece of amber. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

I shone my flashlight at the amber and saw that it was a clear golden gelatinous object that was two people tall. In the large transparent solid, you can see the branches and leaves, all of which are solidified, like ice flowers that children come to play with in winter. In that sense, it's really amber-like. Of course, it wasn't really amber, though, because I could tell at a glance that this thing was the source of the Monster Hunter's aura I had sensed earlier.

This is a relatively old demon hunting trap. After it is laid down, it will spread to the outside world the breath of life essence that is very tempting for demons. Once the demon has been tricked and follows the scent, it will be enveloped in this sudden form of amber-like object, trapped here, and gradually depleted of its vitality as time passes.

This is the case with this piece of amber in front of you, because in the center of it, a huge cicada is wrapped.

This is obviously a demon, because as a cicada, it is too big, so big that it is a human height, and it can be regarded as an authentic monster. However, apart from its size, it was indistinguishable from an ordinary cicada, with a black body, six thin legs with limbs, and a pair of large, transparent wings.

Now, the giant cicada is frozen in the yellow substance, unable to move, looking like a specimen of a prehistoric monster.

The faint demonic aura I felt also came from here.

"Is that you?" I asked tentatively as I gently touched the large piece of amber with my hand.

The guy who sneaked into my dreams and called for help in my dreams should be this giant cicada demon, right?

But how did it find me?

When my hand touched the amber, I had a very strange feeling, and this feeling shocked me, because it told me that the demon trapped inside seemed to be known to me!

I fixed my eyes on it, a huge cicada—I had never seen it, not in my memory, not even before, in my dreams.

But that feeling is familiar, and what is even more bizarre is that the familiar feeling seems to be pouring out directly to my body: "You see, I have kept my promise with you for many years, and I have never eaten anyone!" ”

Yes, I clearly feel that this is a demon, but not a troll. I don't know how that feeling came about, but I do know that if he's ever eaten someone, I'll be able to tell it at once.

But when did I make such an agreement with him? Is there a void in my memory like other humans?

I gently touched the huge piece of amber that sealed the Cicada Demon's movements, and it treated me as "one of its own" and did not harm me. It's not a trap set by our family members, it feels much older, but I can tell that it hasn't been in motion for too long, not more than a few decades. Maybe it was left here by the ancient demon hunter, and for some reason it was not removed, and later, it was encountered by this unlucky cicada demon.

At times like these, I'm glad I've learned and improved these days. If it weren't, I wouldn't have been able to judge how this trap works, let alone how to break it and unravel it.

But it's not a difficult thing for me now.

I pulled out a stack of talisman papers from my backpack, which had become a must-have item to keep with me. I chose the right path from the rune papers, and pasted the four rune papers on the four walls of the cave in four directions.

This rune paper has a disabling and suppressing effect on various mystical forces. Originally, if this was our own trap, there was a corresponding dissolver to solve it directly, but this one, I'm not sure where it came from, so I had to use the most conservative way to solve it. Otherwise, if you are not careful, it is very likely to endanger the life of the cicada demon trapped in the trap.

I took out my knife, lit it with a lighter, grilled the blade of it, and then made a long cut in my left palm with the sharp blade.

The red blood gushed out, if it had been in the past, such physical self-harm would definitely be a great thing for me to overcome many psychological obstacles. However, I am the one who has experienced the extreme pain baptism on a full moon night, and this level of pain has become as if it did not exist at this moment. As for the thought of going through that kind of torture the next full moon, I shuddered for a moment and decided not to think about it anymore.

I spread out my left palm and gently pressed it against the large yellow amber. Blood flowed down my palm, but in a split second, all the blood was sucked in by the amber.

If this is also a Demon Hunter item, then it will automatically determine the bloodline, and if it can recognize me, then it may obey my will.

Amber absorbed my blood, and after a few seconds, it suddenly glowed with a very dazzling light. Then, it suddenly became hotter, scalding my left palm, which was clinging to it, and retracting it. Then, like a piece of ice cream, it slowly melted before my eyes.

It seems that it accepted me and allowed me to give it instructions. I feel like I'm really lucky, because I didn't expect that this first round of attempts would work out smoothly.

Perhaps, my bloodline is really something special, right?

Soon, the huge solids turned into a puddle of golden liquid, accumulating under my feet. When it turned completely into liquid, it suddenly evaporated and disappeared from the ground.

Remaining in place, only the huge black cicada remained.

With the disappearance of the confinement, the demonic energy on the cicada's body quickly recovered and grew, apparently, he was only suppressed, and was not injured or had any fatal effects.

"Sure enough, you are the most reliable, only if you find you, can you be saved......" The voice that came from the cicada demon's body went straight to my head.

"We ...... Ever seen one? "I couldn't help but wonder.

"Huh? Don't you remember me...... Human memory is really bad, it's just that only a few decades have passed, and you don't remember me at all? ”

Decades ...... I've only lived for over 20 years, okay?

"I'm sorry, you must have recognized the wrong person." I say.

"How is that possible!" The cicada demon shouted, "I'll recognize you even if you're burned to ashes, Lu Xun!" ”

I was stunned for a moment, but I saw the cicada's wings flap a few times, his body emitted a faint light, and then, a human form slowly climbed up from the black torso - to be exact, the cicada demon changed form and transformed into a human form.

It turned out to be the image of a pale and thin teenager. His hair was short, and his delicate face had a pair of golden eyes, and the position of the pupils was so blurred that he would feel a little dizzy when looking at him. He wore a thin white robe, which at first glance looked like a girl's loose dress, and he had no shoes on his feet, so he stepped barefoot on the cold ground.

However, his human form is not pure at all, as he also has a pair of transparent wings behind his back that flutter in the wind, making him look like a mythical forest elf.

"Now, you recognize me!" The cicada demon said proudly.

(To be continued.) )