In the dark coastal cave, there was a rather magical scene.

Ron's clay bird flew back and forth at the top of the cave, like a ferry on a rushing river, transporting its companions from the other side.

Under the light of the torches, the self-detonating birds left a huge black projection on the ground, and Ron flew back and forth several times, during the whole process, the three stone golems in the cave could only watch Ron fly above their heads, but there was nothing they could do.

The last to stay on the other side were Sefera and Sylvie, watching Ron slowly descend from mid-air, Sephira's face also showed a smile: "Following this bastard Jack to Bosliga Island is the worst decision I've ever made in my life. However, having you join our team was the best decision I ever made. ”

"The adventure isn't over yet, maybe it's a perfect experience. Ron laughed.

"Well, flying in a cave, this kind of experience, I really haven't before. Sefera shrugged: "It's not bad, let's experience it." ”

Sefera hugged Sylvie and sat directly on the back of the big bird, under the control of Ron's mind, the clay bird quickly rose into the air, and Sefera was still holding a torch in one hand, and when she looked down from the air, a huge shadow appeared in the cave below.

Ron has turned off the Writing Wheel Eye, and now there is no direct battle or crisis, and he has always turned on the ability of the Writing Wheel Eye, which is also a great burden on his body.

I have to say that Ron has used his own ability to conquer these adventurers who originally belonged to the Westheil Empire, and now even these people in Boslijia have recognized Ron's strength.

A truly strong person will be respected no matter what world he is in.

Sivir looked at Ron who was flying over slowly, there was actually some struggle in his heart, according to Princess Luna, in front of them was the lair of the terrifying demon spirit, when he walked on this road, he already had the consciousness of dying, Ron showed such a strong strength, and gave Sivir hope to get out alive, but Princess Luna, but Princess Luna, wanted Ron to die here. From a knight's point of view, Sivir didn't want Ron to die here.

Sivir's eyes looked directly at the three Bosrika seniors who had been turned into stone carvings, and the battle between heaven and man had already begun in his mind.

But at this time, Sivir's real question suddenly shook, and the three statues that were originally just looking up suddenly moved at this time.

As a statue's body, it can't leave the ground and fly to the height that Ron's clay bird can reach, but that doesn't mean they can't attack, the three knight statues pinched the hilt of their swords in their hands at the same time, and made a motion that was about to throw, and in the middle of the air at the top of the cave, this clay creation just flew directly above the three statues, and the shadow of the torch shrouded the top of the three statues, the color of the three statues was already very black, and now they entered the blind spot of vision, and the three people on the back of the bird did not see their attack at all。

Sivir didn't know why Ron, who had a keen insight before, didn't perceive the impending danger at this time, and threw the stone sword to the top of the cave at a very fast speed, for the knights who had cultivated the fighting spirit, it was not a difficult thing at all, Sivir felt that his heartbeat missed a beat, at this time, it was a good opportunity, the people around him, their eyes also stayed on the body of the clay summon in the sky, and they seemed to be still reminiscing about the feeling of soaring in the sky just now, only he saw the danger, if he didn't open his mouth to remind, this magician from the continent, most likely buried in this cave.

But is that really good?

Sivir only hesitated for a moment, and then immediately shouted loudly, "Mr. Ron, be careful!"

Sivir's voice was crisp, and a loud shout instantly echoed throughout the cavern. The moment he heard Xavier's voice, Ron immediately turned on the writing wheel, he knew that this female knight would not joke and have fun at such a time, and the only possible danger was from the three knight puppets under him.

Ron's pupils contracted abruptly—

The moment Sivir spoke, the three knight puppets threw the stone swords in their hands, and under the effect of the fighting spirit, the blades flew very fast, with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and stabbed towards the clay bird.

Ron didn't expect that these stupid-looking stone puppets would have such a wit to suddenly attack themselves when they were relaxed in their handwriting, if they were alone, Ron would have many ways to resist such an attack, and he could even directly detonate the clay bird and use the aftermath of the explosion to shake these blades away. But in addition to him, on the back of the big bird are Sefera and Sylvie.

"Poof!"

The blade pierced the clay with a low sound, and these people who had already come to the other side also noticed the sudden attack of the puppet, and no matter what kind of mentality they were in, they all raised their torches as high as possible and stared at the top of the cave.

Sivir's pupils contracted suddenly.

Ron has been stabbed!

The self-detonating bird wanted to try to control it, and suddenly fell from the sky rapidly, and Sivir soon saw Sefira on the bird's back, the female knight did not seem to have recovered from the shock of being attacked, but the back of a broad male directly held her in his arms, and the man's back was stuck with the blade of a stone sword, and most of the blade entered the man's body.

Silvie's heart sank suddenly, she just didn't want Ron, a powerful magician, to die in this ruin in this way, but she didn't care much about the lives of others. Whether from the point of view of personal feelings or from the interests of the team, the magician is undoubtedly the most important. But he didn't expect Ron to use his body as a shield in order to save his companions.

"How come there are two Rons?"

At this time, an exclamation suddenly sounded in the crowd. Sivir also quickly saw that another magician girl was also held in the arms of "Ron", and the blade that should have killed her was also resisted by Ron with his back.

How is it possible that there are two Rons?

Sivir felt that her mind could no longer keep up with the unfolding situation, but soon, she saw a third Ron.

Still riding on the back of the big bird, the expression on his face was still so resolute, Sivir's gaze quickly met Ron's eyes, and the third Ron immediately shouted loudly, "Get out of the way!

The crowd of onlookers immediately pushed backwards into the passage of the cave.

"Boom!"

The huge clay bird fell directly to the ground, and its huge body soon turned into sparse clay and sand scattered on the ground, and the three people on the bird's back—no, it should be five—fell to the ground in embarrassment.

The twelve people who had already come to the other side stared at the scene in front of them with wide eyes, as if they had not yet recovered from the shock. "Poof!"

Suddenly, two dull sounds sounded, and the two Rons who had saved Sefera and Sylvie suddenly disappeared into the air, and the stone sword that was stuck upside down behind them fell to the ground with a crisp thud.

What's going on?

No one can explain it all.

"Quick, there's no fabric, help me bandage it. The only one left was Ron, who sat directly against the cold mountain wall. Only then did Sivir realize that Ron was still holding the stone sword tightly in his palm, and the sharp blade had left a terrifying wound on Ron's palm, and red blood continued to flow from the wound.

Ron tossed the stone sword aside, leaving a lot of blood on it.

Sivir immediately tore off some fabric from the lining of his cloak, which is a relatively clean and soft piece of cloth, this kind of wound treatment, Sivir still knows very well, wiped the blood from Ron's palm, and immediately turned around and looked at Sylvie: "That light magician, hurry up and come over to treat it, don't be stunned." ”

"Okay, okay. Sylvie was really frightened this time, her hair was stuck together because of sweat and forehead, just a moment ago, she really brushed shoulders with death.

"I've got some bandages here, let's get Ron bandaged. Sefera had somehow taken out some clean white cloth rolled together, everyone was curious about Ron's abilities, but now was not the time to ask.

"Give me a little water, clean up the wound, I don't know if there is any curse on this stone sword." Sivir is quite skillful, in fact, this kind of bandaging technique was taught to her by her first teacher, Mendes, when she was a little girl, this simple way to treat wounds.

The water bladder was handed over, and several knights beat the torches, and Ron's wound was quickly cleaned up, the wound was terrifying, almost the entire palm of his hand was cut by the blade, and the end of the wound even extended directly to the root of the palm, where it was connected to the wrist.

"You're in luck. Sivir glanced at Ron, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on the magician's forehead, but he didn't say anything: "If this blade goes a little more to the side, this palm of yours will be useless." ”

A smile worse than crying appeared on Ron's face: "I've been lucky. ”

Indeed, Ron's heart was indeed secretly rejoicing. If he hadn't chosen the skill of the doppelganger technique, he might have survived just now, but Sefera and Sylvie's lives would be in danger, and he wouldn't be able to take care of the two of them at the same time. Ron released the clone technique the moment he saw the blade, if his chakra was enough, he could have created another clone in front of him, but at that time, the chakra could only allow himself to create two clones, and he could only use the writing wheel eye to roughly judge the flight trajectory of the blade, and before the blade pierced his body, he had a real "empty-handed white blade." ”

The clay bird that lost Chakra's control also fell and turned into a pile of wreckage, but it was fortunate that he was able to save the life of his companion and not die yet.

Sylvie unleashed light magic on Ron's palm, and Sivir waited for the wound to heal a little before bandaging it, but soon, Sivir's brow furrowed tightly.

"What's going on?"

Under the effect of light magic, Ron's wound should be healed quickly, when light magic solves internal injuries, the effect is minimal, but for this kind of external injury, it is the best choice.

However, this is not the case.

"There is a curse on this sword. Sivir said in a deep voice.

There was silence in the cavern.

"Curse, what kind of curse?" Ron smiled wryly, "Is that the kind of guy who smears poison on his knife?"

"Poisoning, almost, but the lowest of things. Xavier glanced at Ron deeply: "I don't know what the situation is on your continent, but in our Bosrika Island, many warriors will spend a lot of money to collect some rare poisons, and then go to find and hire some wizards, through these materials to leave vicious curses on the blade, some curses are relatively low-level, similar to adding toxins to the wound, but there are some high-level curses that are difficult to deal with, such as the stone sword that hurts you now, the curse on it should be that the wound cannot be healed." ”

"The wound won't heal?" Sefera exclaimed, "So, what then?"

"I can only hope that Mr. Ron's body can hold on, light magic and bandaging can only make you stop bleeding for a short time, but when the effect of the magic is over, the wound will slowly burst out again, and it will start bleeding again, once the blood loss is excessive, what will happen to Mr. Ron, we all know in our hearts. ”

Ron's heart twitched violently, this stone sword would be so terrifying, even if he didn't kill himself, but now he could only drag his life and continue to stay in this ruin.

"Is there any solution then?" asked Sefera eagerly.

"There is a solution, that is, go back to our tribe, let Her Royal Highness find the witch doctor in the tribe, and use the corresponding materials to solve the spell. Sivir said in a deep voice, "But even if we get out of here and go back the way we came from, do you think Mr. Ron will last so long?"

There was silence in the air, and Ron could feel that the knights in the ranks, who had belonged to Bosriga, looked at him as if they were looking at a dead man, a look of pity.

Sefera slammed her fist into the cave wall.

"Damn!"

Ron took a deep breath: "Miss Sivir, please continue to bandage my wounds, since we have all accepted your employment, even if I die, I will complete our contract with Her Royal Highness the Princess, I will not go back." "I want to talk to more like-minded people about "{?$article_title?} ", WeChat pays attention to "excellent reading literature", chatting about life, looking for confidants~