"Next time, I want you to take care of your frail companion. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Two giant giants, each carrying a figure, stepped out of the depths of the cavern that had just been blown upside down.

"I'll apologize to them when they wake up. Clio pretended to be innocent.

An angry roar suddenly interrupted the conversation between the two giants, and the two-headed ogre, who was lying on the ruins and was already half gone, let out an unwilling roar.

The deep brute change in burning life saved half of his life, and other ordinary ogres were not so lucky, and the self-explosion of the one-eyed ogre after the brute change of the "dominant species" was not something that ordinary people could enjoy.

Above the ruins, seven ogres. Only two of them were barely able to stand up because of the limited space at the entrance of the cave.

The rest of the hapless ogres came into contact with the shockwave head-on and were slapped into pulp.

The splatters of flesh and blood and this black world are rendered together, and I am afraid that hell has become heaven here.

"It's disgusting to win without even loot. Clio cursed as he spoke, and a few sparks came out of his mouth.

It's not a good idea to use ogres as ingredients. The acidic meat quality is not mentioned for the time being. Drinking the furious impurities in their veins is not a commendable good thing.

"Captain, what is he doing!" exclaimed Pol, who had been lucky enough to escape behind a protruding boulder, pointing at Ker.

In the direction of Pol's finger, a tall clawed giant clad in black-purple karmic fire slowly walked towards the two-headed ogre who was still lying on the ground and wailing.

Faced with Kerr, who was more than half his size, the two-headed ogre stood up violently as if he had some support, and then, weakly, fell down again.

After all, he was too badly injured.

The blast wave of the explosion that rushed towards the stronghold was carried by him almost alone, no, an ogre, and it was already a miracle that he was still alive.

Kerr's eyes glowed with endless purple light and slowly walked towards the two-headed giant.

There, it was as if something was calling to him.

The next moment, the huge ogre was lifted up by Kerr, and the dark blue blood slanted down, sprinkling every inch of the Horn Giant's skin.

As if in pain, as if in joy, a scream continued to emanate from the giant's mouth.

Piercing pain, black night, white crow.

The claw giant shrunk back to his original form.

The boy lay on the ruins, sleeping peacefully.

"I don't know what's going on, but I look like I'm going to have to wipe this ass. ”

The flame giant grinded his fists as he walked towards the two badly injured ogres, smirking grimly.

......

It's this dream again,

The white crow and the black night intermingle with each other.

Despair and hope are intertwined into shattered dreams.

The extreme entanglement of black and white forms a huge statue, accompanied by a borderless peace like a tide, and pain that seeps into the bone marrow.

Light and darkness, so tangled.

Because of this, all cowardice and hypocrisy will be hidden here.

Clio, who had long since been relieved of his demonic power, stood quietly not far from Kerr, and the two ogre heads that were just halfway up to his waist just blocked the fierce winds generated by some of the converging demon spirit storms.

"It's spectacular," Bohr muttered to himself, looking at the spectacle in shock.

"yes, it's spectacular. ”

At some point, Leto woke up, standing straight like a knight in full armor, her eyes behind her helmet faintly revealing a feverish look.

Like a pilgrimage,

Like awe,

Like a song,

The countless black chaotic spirits that filled the air were calm here. Like the Red Water River by the Bay of Mombis in the story, two completely opposite substances are diametrically opposed to their surroundings, but they can peacefully depend on each other.

The demonic spirits that are constantly transforming into opposing attributes have created a short-term demonic vacuum here, and new demonic spirits are constantly being added to it, and larger vacancies are constantly being created.

The comings and goings here have become a unique cycle. It also produces a magnificent view in front of everyone's eyes.

The gray-black storm continued to expand around the unconscious boy, and the two opposing substances collided from time to time, bursting with red lightning.

But the seemingly strong storm did not bring any impact to the surroundings, even if it blew away a grain of sand on the Great Gobi.

However, in the perception of everyone, it is still gradually increasing.

A strange concentration of chaotic spirits fueled its flames, and it seemed like it would continue to expand like it was going to last.

It continued until it wore away Kere's body and mind.

In the midst of this chaos, no one noticed. A barely visible shadow of a giant suddenly appeared in the center of the eye of the storm.

Then a huge roar exploded on the plain, and it was no longer alive.

It was as if nothing had happened, the gray-black storm and the leaping red lightning were gone.

The only change was that after all was over, Kerr stood silently in his half-rotten black robes.

The black-eyed boy quietly looked at an ordinary handprint that was deeply imprinted on the ground, thoughtful.

Still, there are some changes.

......

Horned sheep, one of the few prey in the world that can be obtained without too much hard work, is also one of the specialties of this Great Gobi.

I guess those blue bastards think so too.

More than a dozen people crouched behind a slightly sloping saline field, sneakily watching the feast not far away.

"Damn, if they eat like this, the horned sheep will be gone. ”

Next to Igusi, a bald-headed man looked like a scholar, holding a roll of air-dried sheepskin and constantly making comparisons with a pen made of ink and stone. And the people around him also seemed to understand and watched from the side and often corrected the dense data, which was also thanks to the selfless teaching of the old mage.

There are now no less than eleven explorers around Kerr.

After settling the troubles in the stronghold, everyone waited for a full day on the ruins, waited for the remaining five squads, and consolidated and distributed the materials that could still be used in the stronghold.

Now, after discussing and exchanging their own information, the six teams have gathered into two teams and continue to embark on an unknown journey.

"Fabos is a rookie, isn't he?" Kerr asked Leto softly at the side of him, who always had a good memory.

"Yes, Captain, this is his first outing since the establishment of the Vault. The crisp voice was constantly reflected through the heavy armor, and there was a hint of heaviness and helplessness.

"How's your body?" Kerr worried. After all, no one can put their hopes on an enchanted armor.

"Very well, Captain. I'm just surprised that you can remember a stranger's name. ”

Rarely, Leto's tone was a little playful.

"I just think he's different. Kerr said calmly.

"Different?"

"He's adapted to the environment too quickly. ”

Kel said.

Of the three rookies he judged when he set off for the first time, one was Pol, who was beside him, one had fallen under the ruins of the stronghold, and the last one was Forpos, who was not far away.

Judging a rookie doesn't require too much skill, just the perception of the unique fear. However, this time, Kerr felt a fierce fighting passion.

"This man is not simple. The purple-eyed boy smiled.