Chapter Eighty-Seven: Fragments of Memory

In the other corner of the forest, Lando and Arthur have completed a 300-kilometer map.

They leaned against the boulder on the hillside, waiting for Luo Xue's return.

The two, who were not familiar with each other, began to chat.

"Arthur, I didn't expect you to be quite reliable. Lando looked at the black-pressed necromantic grass and said to Arthur behind him.

"Of course! I've been an adventurer for years, after all!" said Arthur proudly and contentedly, packing his things.

"What do you think of Luo Xue?" Lando's eyes widened, but he said to Arthur seriously.

When Arthur heard Lando's words, the movement of his hand stopped: "He, I can't understand it at all, when I first saw him, I thought I had met a bully." But in subsequent contact, it was discovered that he was a hard-working man. ”

He rubbed his head shyly and said, "What do you think?"

Lando clenched his staff and said, "I can feel the enthusiasm in him, but there is no place to release it. ”

"Obviously there is such a strong strength......" Lando muttered, feeling indignant for Luo Xue.

"He's such a person, but he has his own way, and he must have made a decision in his heart. Arthur said with a smile, but there was only exclamation in his voice.

"And what about you? Why have you been an adventurer for so long, I heard Luo Xue say that you should have gained enough money in your previous cooperation with him. Lando looked up at Arthur behind him.

"Do you know the Divine Feather Bow? I'm a lover of bows and arrows. ”

The Divine Feather Bow is said to be a conceptual weapon formed by the condensation of angels' feathers as a messenger of the God of Light. Someone once saw an angel in the Demon Whisper Forest, and brought angel feathers. It was a beautiful, unusually white feather.

"It is said that the person who wields the bow of the god will be able to see the angel and hope to see it one day. Arthur said, a look of firmness on his weather-beaten but immature face.

Such a simple goal, Lando looked at Arthur, but his heart was full of respect. Perhaps it was such a simple goal, but it could drive Arthur to keep running forward and not give up easily.

What about himself?, Lando, looking at the red quartz on his staff, his thoughts drifting into the distance.

As a nobleman, he has not had to worry about food and clothing since he was a child, and after being detected to have a magical talent, he was regarded as a treasure by his family.

What his dream is, in his heart, which is already very satisfied, he really can't find out.

......

The camera returns to Luo Xue's side.

Losing the point of light as a dependent, the tentacles of the necromantic grass frantically rolled towards Luo Xue, but were repelled by a flash of light from the bell on Luo Xue's waist.

He was calm and calm, found a way out in the intensive offensive, and rolled out with a big hole.

Without nourishment, the big mouth of the black basin that followed Luo Xue was instantly deflated.

The necromantic grass turned into black smoke in the light, and the black smoke gathered together and drifted into the unknown distance.

Kewang roared, and the infrasound wave sent out completely defused the final blow of the necromantic grass.

Luo Xue rolled and propped herself up, opening her hands that were shrouded in light.

Countless tiny balls of light lingered in his hand, forming a dim soul.

It stands to reason that when a person dies, the invisible soul will gradually dissipate in place.

But the shield on it apparently prevented it from dissipating, and made it visible, or rather a kind of confinement.

This kind of shield had never existed in Luo Xue's mind. There is no mention of it even in the magic books he reads.

"I'm sorry...... That's what sets you apart. A sad emotion dominated Luo Xue's body, and he slowly put his hand on it, his fingers wrapping around the momentum, tearing open the defensive stance.

The torn shield became transparent in the air, and the soul in Luo Xue's hand was invisible under the breeze.

But Luo Xue could still feel the warmth in her hands.

It could be felt nodding at itself, and finally wordlessly dissipated into starlight.

When it dissipated, scenes of the past came into Luo Xue's mind.

......

In an open grassland, where there are no fog trees, no magical beasts, and even villages can be seen in the distance. Wisps of smoke wafted overhead.

Five people in fancy dress appeared in front of him, with vague weapons in their hands.

Like a bystander, he felt his body moving involuntarily.

Two-meter-tall, his sturdy right hand carried a giant sword, and a volley of sword qi swept horizontally, cutting off several mountains.

However, when approaching a person, the sword qi was deeply contained in mid-air, and finally it seemed to have struck a diamond wall, unwillingly shattered.

At the same time, the body felt a heavy pressure, causing the owner of the body to spit out a mouthful of blood.

There is also a person who can make his body burst into blood with just one glance, as if facing death.

There is also a person who, as long as he points at him, makes him feel that his body cannot move, and he is allowed to be slaughtered.

In the field of vision, looking back at the village behind him, what decision he made.

I can't escape anyway, but at least let me take one with me!

He fought all the way, vomiting blood as he could.

The grassy earth was shattered, and the blasting elements and vertical and horizontal sword qi scraped across the ground.

A bottomless ravine.

Ability...... Cut off!

He roared, and on his final journey, withdrew his greatsword. He broke the heavens and the earth, and the clouds.

The ground on the right side was cut off and pulled up dozens of meters high, forming a mountain cliff.

Among the five, a ranged spell-casting mage couldn't dodge, and the defenses in front of him shattered and was hit head-on.

But the owner of the body also ran out of strength.

The giant sword that was about to add a horizontal slash was knocked away under the invisible pressure and plunged into the cliff.

The abilities of the five people were only seen in two.

"Unwilling, angry, helpless......"

Ended up losing all his strength and draining all his blood. The last thing I could see, I could only see someone walking over and planting a black seed in front of him.

......

Then, Luo Xue was ejected from this memory.

He came back to his senses, a cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

How could there be such a powerful person in this world, he looked back at the cliff behind him, but he didn't expect it to be formed with manpower.

What's even more terrifying is that he was also defeated......

At the location where the necromantic grass disappeared, Luo Xue found a skeleton, which should be the corpse of the person in his memory.

Pierced skull, broken elbow joint, charred thigh bone. but he still stood proudly on the ground, and never knelt down.

Luo Xue touched the skeleton with trembling hands, surmising that decades had passed.

Even after death, a powerful soul is captured by the enemy, or even sucked from the soul as nourishment......

Kowang followed, and when he saw it, the hair all over his body exploded, as if he saw something terrible.

What's wrong?" Luo Xue looked at and found that the skeleton's eyes suddenly lit up with a blue fire.

Luo Xue instantly took a few steps back, but the skeleton unconsciously grabbed his calf and dragged him back.

Activating his sonic abilities, Kowang rushed up and bit the skeleton's cervical vertebrae, causing its body to fall apart with a single thud.

The bony head rolled down at Luo Xue's feet, and the blue fire in his eyes completely disappeared.

He had palpitations and quickly moved away for dozens of meters.

Thinking of this, Luo Xue's heart was more of an anger!

Even the corpse of a person after death is not spared, and there is no humane spell.

Thinking of the enemy that man faced, a trace of frustration appeared in Luo Xue's angry heart.

"If one day, I see such enemies myself, can I really deal with them?" he shook his head and walked uphill against the cliff.

But before leaving, Luo Xue remembered something important.

A giant sword?Luo Xue found the location of the giant sword shot down in his memory, and he ran to the edge of the cliff, digging the thick rock wall with his hands.

After more than ten minutes, the soil was exposed, and the hilt of the giant sword was finally felt. But the moment he touched it, the hilt turned to powder.

Sure enough, no matter how powerful a weapon is, it will be buried under the test of time.