Chapter 51: The Missing Heartbeat

Irsen took the sapphire in his hand and looked at it, and immediately recognized it, and exclaimed with a twinkle in his eyes, "Oh my God......! It's a flawless sapphire!"

Agnites didn't care about the "flawless sapphire", he caught a glimpse of the small pitch-black stone that Mikhat had put in his own pocket—although it looked inconspicuous, Agnites was sure that it was not that simple.

Because the moment he peeked into it, he clearly felt a cold strangeness, as if someone suddenly approached his ear and whispered softly in the darkness where he couldn't see his fingers.

"What is that little stone you put in your pocket, Mikhat?" asked Aninotes straight to the point.

"Oh, well, it doesn't hurt to tell you. It is an energy reservoir that contains the energy that brings the deceased back to life throughout the tomb. Well, just look at it. With that, Mihart threw the little stone at Aninotes.

The little magician took the stone and explored it with his own energy, only to find that it was no different from the most ordinary pebbles on the banks of the White River.

"However, I couldn't feel any fluctuations in energy. Mikhat, you're not lying to me, are you?" Aninotes frowned and stared into Mihart's eyes, suspicion and speculation once again dominating his brain.

"Believe it or not. But now, we have to get out quickly. Because this ancient tomb is about to ......" Mihat snatched the small black stone from the hand of Aninotes, and before he could finish speaking, he heard a loud "boom" echoing in the stone walls around the tomb.

Then, the ground shook violently!

If it weren't for Mihart's quick eyes and quick grip on Aninotes and Ellisen, they would have fallen to the ground.

"It's going to collapse here!follow me, quick!" said Mikhat, and Aninotes saw a golden light disappear with a tail flame that faded into the air!

"Brother Mihatt, we can't keep up with you. Arison shouted anxiously.

And so, the golden light flickered back.

There was a loud sound of rock shattering in my ears, and a sense of fear in the air.

Mihart looked at Aninotes, then at Arisen, and said to the little magician, "You, come to my back." ”

After Mihart finished speaking, he couldn't help but say anything, and immediately crouched down in front of the little magician.

Aninotes' first reaction was to refuse.

Yet looking down at the back of the Duosek boy and the falling stones, he obediently lay on Mihat's back, his arms passing through the sides of his neck, and his eyes closed with his head turned sideways.

Michart's hands rested on the Thighs of the Brighton boy, and his arms dragged him steadily, and he began to gallop.

Considering the speed of Arisen, Mihart did not use his strength anymore, but just ran forward with his physical strength.

Aninotes tilted his head in shame, hoping that this thrilling adventure would end sooner.

He distinctly felt the heat of Michat's palm, burning his skin and soul at the back of his cold thighs.

Where has anyone touched the thigh of Agnôtes in 15 years?

Even his closest teacher, Master Carissa, didn't have such close physical contact with his own apprentices.

Death chases with a terrible roar and falling gravel.

Arison's exclamations came from behind him again and again, and Aninotes turned his head to see the little one running through the falling stones, struggling to follow in Mihart's footsteps, but he had to make sure that he was not smashed, so his running inevitably slowed down.

Aninotes freed up his hand and made a circle, and a purple energy shield appeared above Arisen's head, intercepting the stones that were about to smash Arisen's head.

One last bit of magical energy is enough to protect you.

Mikhat carried Aninotes on his back and led Arison all the way.

Aninotes couldn't remember how many turns Mikhat had turned, he just struggled to maintain the magical shield above Arisen's head in the increasingly violent bumps, watching the passage of the crypt behind him fall into the dark abyss.

The magical energy was running out, and the cold air nearly froze him.

Aninotes' heart was pounding, his ears were pressed against Michat's back, one hand held him tightly, grasping firmly at the collar of his leather armor, and the other hand was reaching back, casting a steady stream of magical energy.

Suddenly, Aninotes realized something extremely terrible!

Aside the loud cracking of the ground, the muffled sound of falling stones, the crunch of the urn shattering, the soft sound of leather boots rubbing against the ground, and all the inhuman sounds of origin.

The sound of your own "banging" heartbeat is undeniable.

The sound of Alleyson's heartbeat was fainter due to the distance.

And his ears were pressed against Mishat's back, and through the leather armor, skin, muscles, and sternum bones, there was a deathly silence.

What about Michat's heartbeat?

Where did his heartbeat go?

Back.

Strength and knowledge skyrocketed.

The tone of his voice is strange and arrogant.

Even, there was not a single beating in the heart.

What the hell is going on?

"What's the matter? Aninotes? The magical shield on Arisen's head is about to crack!" Mihart asked, as if he could see Aninotes' expression and guess his thoughts.

The little magician looked at himself pitifully when he saw that the magic shield he had maintained on the little one's head was indeed about to dissipate.

As a result, he didn't dare to be distracted anymore and stop thinking about questions that he might never understand.

After all, how long will it take to reach the exit!

I'm running out of magical energy.

Just as Aninotes' worries grew, Julianos heard his call.

Finally, in front of Mihart, a glimmer of light appeared - it was a passage to the outside world!

To be precise, it was just a glimmer of light, and there was no such thing as a gate as Aninotes had imagined.

The dazzling light of the sky prevented the three of them from opening their eyes, and Aninotes only felt that Mihart's body was tilted to the right in a terrifying tilt, and then he fell off Mihat's back!

There is no sharp pain in the back against the ground.

With his back to the sky, Aninotes saw the edge of the cliff where Arisen could not stop and fell down.

Damn it!

Am I going to fall to my death today!

"I'm going to miss you, dear. Mihart's playful voice rang in Aninotes' ears.

The little magician closed his eyes, and the icy wind passed through his ears and robes.

Arison was screaming in panic.

For about five seconds, Aninotes felt like she had fallen into a large, soft net.

[In recent days, the number of words has been a little less, forgive me. Restore 3000+ per chapter from the next chapter]