Chapter 219: One-Eyed Elf Cat
When Wren woke up, he found that the surrounding area was in ruins. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
As far as the eye could see, it was charred black, and white smoke rose from the wasteland.
There is no house, no man, no living thing...... It's as if you've traveled to another world in a flash.
Wren looked dazed, and his body trembled violently. He grabbed his right hand on the ground, felt the hot dirt, and slowly got up.
His gaze seemed to be out of focus, scanning back and forth across the endless scorched earth.
"Mingming...... It's a city. He paused, muttering to himself.
He stood in a daze for more than ten minutes, and it was not until there was a movement in the distance that Wren's eyes returned to clarity.
A team of knights in silver chain mail arrived on silver armored pegasus.
The leader is wearing a black mask, and the silver-armored Pegasus he is riding has two curved horns on the top of his head, and it is a lord-level silver-horned Pegasus.
The masked man is a fourth-order blood crystal wizard!
From the attire of these people, Wren could tell that they belonged to the military headquarters of the Demon Abyss Empire.
By the time these people appeared in front of Wren, his expression had regained his composure, and he adjusted his mental fluctuations, making himself look like he was just a first-order blood crystal wizard.
Wren's presence made the Imperial Army look hesitant.
A Sky Knight was instructed by the masked wizard to turn over and dismount, and said to Wren, "Do you know what happened here, and why did the city of Gunina become like this overnight?"
Wren looked up at him and shook his head slowly: "I also noticed the abnormality here before I came over." ”
The Sky Knight, who had not been able to get an answer, bowed respectfully to him and stepped back.
The black-masked wizard glanced away.
He reached out and pulled out a blue bottle from his bosom, and in the bottle was some blue powder.
The masked wizard glanced at Wren meaningfully, and was about to lift the powder into the air.
The breeze blew, blowing the powder away and expanding to more than ten meters away.
A series of phantoms emerge from the dust, like a silent movie.
Wren's gaze was fixed on the phantom, and he didn't know how he felt.
The phantom flickered and turned into a silent night, and then a flame broke it.
At the moment when the flames appeared, the memory smoke and dust that dispersed in the air suddenly reacted violently as if they were really burned by the flames, and they turned into white smoke and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The crowd looked at each other.
Memory Smoke is made by grinding the fruit of a type of fruit called the Tree of Memory on the continent of Dragon, through which wizards can make a certain area manifest what happened in a day.
There is only one circumstance in which this memory smoke will become invalid, and that is if there is a power beyond the wizard in this area.
The masked wizard and his knightly squires realized this, and their faces were filled with fear.
The Masked Wizard, in particular, shuddered imperceptibly, realizing that this was beyond his capabilities.
"Can I go?" a voice suddenly came into the ears of the men.
All the knights looked at the masked wizard, waiting for his words.
The masked wizard was no longer as calm as before, he swallowed lightly, and said to Wren with a hard bow, "Of course, that's your freedom. ”
Wren smiled strangely, a slight mockery on his lips.
His steps were not fast, but he quickly disappeared from the eyes of these people.
It wasn't until he had been gone for a long time that a knight couldn't help but speak, "My lord, is that the man just now?"
"Shut up!" the masked wizard snorted.
......
Wren walked aimlessly, and only after walking far away did he see the second person.
Or a family.
A young woman is holding a baby and next to her is a disabled man. The man disappeared from the calf down and lay on the ground.
Babies cry, women sob, men lose their temper impatiently.
As Wren walked by, the family was immersed in their grief as if they were unseen.
A little further on, Wren saw more people.
Again, these people were ragged and weeping in silence......
Some people put some withered yellow flowers on the ground with their names written in the middle, and pay tribute to their relatives according to local customs.
Wren paused slightly, then sped up to leave.
He abandoned the road and walked into a lush jungle.
When he first entered the jungle, he could occasionally see some walking hunters, but as time went on, there were fewer and fewer of them.
Half an hour later, Wren was deep into the jungle.
"No!"
Wren stopped abruptly.
There was a sudden burst of struggle in his eyes.
"Anyway, it's happened, and all I should be thinking about is how to solve this problem, not feel sorry for myself. His eyes grew clearer.
"And, even in the past, I couldn't have suddenly become so sentimental...... Why?" began to appear in his eyes.
After a long silence, Wren gradually made a decision.
In his current state, it will be dangerous to walk outside like before, so the first priority is to stabilize his emotions.
"Meditation should change that. ”
Half a day later, Wren had entered the depths of this unknown jungle.
He found a secluded canyon, killed the monster lord who occupied it, and the dove occupied the magpie's nest and lived in the monster lord's cave.
After a brief tidying up, Wren sealed the entrance to the cave, arranged the witchcraft runes, took out a meditation stone, and soon entered a meditative state.
When he meditated, he could feel that his whole body was relaxed, and his whole consciousness seemed to be put into the white clouds, rising and falling, and it was extremely comfortable.
But he didn't completely give up his attention, and yesterday it was because of a momentary distraction that finally caused such a disaster.
A month later.
Delicate grass grows outside the cave.
A third-order Demonic Beast Lord reoccupied this green canyon and slept by the spring in the middle of the canyon.
This Beast Lord has a strange body, a bit like a cat, but it is the size of a hound. The most special thing is that it has only one eye, which grows in the center of the eyebrows, and the black eyeballs are crystal clear, like gemstones.
Its name is the One-Eyed Elf Cat.
The one-eyed elf cat is full of treasures: its fur can be made into gorgeous clothes that are highly resistant to witchcraft, the value of the core is needless to say, and the most precious thing is its eyes, which can be made into some special witchcraft and even horcruxes.
So even though they know that the one-eyed elf cat is extremely dangerous, there is still an endless stream of wizards who want to hunt it.
On the third day that the one-eyed elf cat appeared here, it had already attracted the attention of some wizards.
There was an undercurrent in the jungle, and Wren slowly opened his eyes. (To be continued.) )