The long night will pass. When dawn comes, the horizon is first gilded with a golden glow, and then the golden waves that come from the end, and the dawn always moves people, just as the dusk always moves people. This may be where the sun is different from the moon, and there is no other celestial body that can make the difference between day and night in the world by itself, and there is no other celestial body that can make the whole daytime sky only shine with its light. This is the work of the sun, which gives people light and hope. But the reliance on light may also hinder people's closeness to the night.

But in any case, without sunlight, most of the plants on the earth cannot grow, and if plants do not grow, then the animals that feed on them cannot survive, let alone the carnivores that feed on herbivores. Sunshine is the driving force, the driving force that drives the transformation of many lives in this world. Catalyzed by it, many changes are being made.

The lost flesh is filled. Lost skin, reshaped. Life is not a puppet, it is not a machine that can be driven by itself with a complete body, life has internal power. In other words, as long as the inner motivation does not disappear, there is no real death in life, and no matter how much damage is to the shells, as long as they are repaired before the motivation reaches zero, they may continue to survive.

The lantern that was placed on the ground was picked up. The dwarven handiwork, though it had been used crudely and withstood the forces it should not have suffered as a lantern, was as intact as it had been forged. In the morning light, a faint light could be seen dancing in the wick. That's the magic in the lantern that fuels it. Although there are many magical items in this world, there are not many of them that can replenish themselves with sunlight, and these items will become precious treasures no matter what their function, and compared to other energy sources, sunlight will always be there.

The man who picked up the lantern turned his head to look at the newborn sunrise, and the sunlight turned a blood-red color in his eyes, and although the dazzling color only existed for a moment and was covered by the correct visual signal, it was already deeply imprinted in his mind. Lothar let out a long sigh, "Life and death, it is enough for a person to really experience it once in his life. ”

"Sounds like you're very experienced with it?" the cat fairy, who was still checking the condition of his lower body, shook his ears. He knew very well what kind of injury he had suffered last night, and the fact that he could still be intact the next day after being cut in half, he couldn't believe it in someone else. But the truth was that it happened to him, and he couldn't believe it. Kailas's mind is very flexible, and as a goblin, his life experience is also several times richer than that of ordinary humans, so as soon as he rolled his eyes, he already figured out what was happening on his body, and he was interested in joking with the Earl.

"I can't talk about the experience, I can only say that it is better than the last time I experienced a similar situation, at least this time there is no link between life and death. Lothar was referring to an experience he had during his time in Heartbreaker, where he walked in the world with a crippled body after his physical death under the influence of certain beings, and it was not until some time later that he found a way to come back to life. However, he wanted to forget about this experience immediately, and there was no need to talk about it with others. Therefore, the Earl's words became quieter and quieter, and by the last paragraph, Rao is cat fairy could only hear the sound of a mosquito vibrating its wings.

Kailath wasn't that interested in Lothar's previous experiences, what could a human go through? Although according to the situation of the two of them, Atta can most likely be resurrected, but if you don't see this kind of thing with your own eyes and hear her voice with your own ears, how can you rest assured.

From the outside, Atta was in fine condition, with no injuries on her body except for obvious damage to her clothes on her shoulders, and the swordswoman's breathing and face had returned to normal, and she seemed to be just asleep. Kairas hesitated for a moment, but he didn't try to wake her up, he didn't know how magic worked, he didn't know what changes were going through inside Atta's body, and he was afraid that interrupting her sleep at this time would leave a hidden danger in her body, which had only three years to live. So he got up again, wanting to see how the other man was doing.

"Like Atta, he hasn't woken up yet. "The Count had already checked Batuu's condition first, and came to the same conclusion as the cat goblin. It also made him realize that perhaps the magic that restored them was due to the severity of the injuries they sustained when they died. This can be seen from the damage to the clothes, although Lothar's own armor is almost gnawed, but the main wounds are only on the limbs and neck, and the torso is not seriously injured because of the protection of the armor. As for the cat goblin, the wound from the waist is probably the cleanest of the few people.

"Is this the sword that cut you in half?" Confirming that the other two were okay for the time being, Lothar hung Breath of Dawn on her waist and leaned over to pick up the sword that had fallen beside the hyenaman. The sword was unusually light, and although it looked much lighter than a knight's sword, it was a metal weapon, and it should never be so weightless. The Count swung the sword twice at random, only to think that he was swinging a thin branch, and he could not even make a sound of breaking through the air. He shrugged his shoulders and tossed the strange weapon in his hand, the blade of which plunged right into the ground beside Kairas, "You guess it's right for you." ”

The cat fairy hesitated for a moment before reaching out and drawing his sword, and anyone who saw a weapon that cut him in half would probably hesitate. The weight of the weapon surprised him, as the sword did not have any anomalous magic on it, and it was not a magical weapon forged by the elves or forged by the dwarves. Besides, Rao is Kairas, and he has never seen a sword of this shape. But I have to admit that compared to the saber he lost before, this weapon that once killed him is indeed more suitable, and for a small and light goblin, this weapon is extraordinarily suitable.

"There are words on this sword. Carefully examining the sword body and hilt, the cat fairy immediately made a discovery, he found two symbols that should be characters in Sword Ridge Mountain, but this symbol used a script he did not know, and its meaning was unknown. On the contrary, the swallow carved at the end of the hilt is particularly agile, and the spike of the sword tied to the hilt is like a branch in the mouth of a nesting delphinium, which is more like a work of art than a weapon.

Lothar also leaned over to look at the two symbols, and he naturally didn't recognize them, so the Count said naturally, "It's simple, just let the cheese come and take a look." That guy even knows Fairy Wen, he must be too..."

The words stopped halfway. Because both the Earl and the cat goblin realized one thing, and that was that there was no trace of the gray-robed mage here.