"You are a little stronger than I thought, I thought you were a stupid and wealthy young master, but I didn't expect you to have a little backbone."

Seeing Isengard catching up with him, Ian commented sincerely, "Don't be too guilty, this parasite is very unusual, I even suspect that it is a psionic creature, otherwise, I can't explain how it can take over the human body at such a fast speed... It's not so much a takeover of a nerve as some kind of ghost possession.

Psionic creatures, which exist in the continent of Terra, are rare, but not mysterious.

Just like goblins and ghosts, which are special psionic creatures, goblins needless to say, when a person with psionic talent dies tragically in the violent mood swings that can awaken him, he may disturb the surrounding psionic field and become a ghost who lives in a certain area and wanders in a special place.

In addition, there are also some special creatures, such as the Great Sequoia Forest and the Sea of Trees, which can naturally communicate with other people of the same kind with the help of the natural psionic field, and then form a cluster of psionic energy such as the 'Will of the Sea of Trees' Just now, when he was eliminating the lesion for Master Gosai, Ian thought of this possibility... Yes, the Pretty Brain Eater is inextricably linked with the natives, and the method of merging the natives and the totem lord into one is an alternative parasitism, so is there another reappearance of the will of the sea of trees in the ruins?

Alarm as it is, some kind of parasite swarm consciousness?

Rather, the technology of the indigenous domestication of wild beasts into war beasts, and even elephant soldiers can be domesticated in batches, is it really so easy to be lost, and it is really just a pure craft, not a special 'bloodline'?

With such doubts and speculations, Ian carried Master Gosai on his back and walked lightly.

Although the old man behind him had a strange touch of steel on his chest and abdomen, and his weight was much heavier than that of the old man in a strand of shares, it was no different from a wooden board to him.

…… Not within. ”

Hurrying behind Ian, Esengard was silent for a while, and then said in a low voice: "These fishermen, merchants, have not done anything, but they have been affected by the infighting of our Ellen family, and they have fallen into this place.

Strange insects parasitize and die.

"I'm not guilty, I'm just...... I'm just angry. ”

Clenched his fists, Ian heard it for the first time, and he had always looked a little stupid, and even some Lotte Esengard would have such an unwilling and sad mood.

And Isengard's words continue:

"They did nothing wrong, they just died because of us, by the conspiracy that surrounded me...... They don't want to! They're not doing anything wrong, "You're sympathizing with yourself." Ian nodded, interrupting Isengard's grief-stricken statement, "Because essentially, these people are just like you. ”

He said seriously: "You are also innocent and have done nothing wrong, but you are still involved in the conspiracy." ”

"The difference between you and them is that you're not dead."

This sentence silenced the blonde boy and fell into deep thought.

After a long time, when Ian quickly chose a cave fork for the fourth time and entered without hesitation, he suddenly realized to himself, "yes...

"I'm alive... I need to figure out why I have to find out the truth! ”

If you really feel empathy for those ordinary people, if you are really angry at the death of innocent people.

And the white-haired boy poured cold water again: "Don't get too excited now, our situation is still very dangerous now, and these things will be talked about after they go out." ”

Whether it's truth, indignation, self-blame, or guilt, only those who survive can find it, carry it. ”

"Hmm." This time Isengard really calmed down, and he even smiled again: "I see what you mean, Ian, thank you for your comfort." ”

In fact, Ian didn't want to be comforted, he just told the truth more objectively, and it was good for everyone to tell the truth at this time.

In addition, he is also using his foresight to observe the changes in the fog on the side of Isengard, and decide how he should walk in the corridor.

A place where you can hide for a while, and still be able to get rid of the Flying Flame Land's pursuers, the conditions are harsh, but the Foresight faithfully plays its part, and Ian sped all the way, without the slightest pause, leading the two Ethangoses on the 'right' path.

"By the way, Ian, it's a bit presumptuous.

Recovering a little, Isengard now had the time and experience to recall the previous battle.

2 wasn't surprised by Ian's fighting power, after all, he had long known that this peer was indeed far better than him in this regard.

He was mostly curious about Ian's skills: "I think I see, you used a water jet?" ”

"Which seems to be the inscription effect of Qingchao's long sword? Did you meet him? Is he okay? ”

Green Tide is the code name of the Seaborn Waverider, and the Seaborn longsword in his hand is the elite inscription longsword that Ian has copied the inscription group with a silver chip.

Isengard likes the adventure stories and the experience of being a mercenary told by Qingchao, although the other party has been recruited by the Platinum Iridium Workshop, but in order for his children to become sublimators, he needs a lot of money, and he needs to keep going out on missions.

So I often take on the work outside, "No, I just know the inscription well, so I used the essentia in my body to simulate it." ”

After speaking, Ian noticed that Isengard's eyes widened and his expression was shocked, and he also knew how outrageous what he had done.

Indeed, inscriptions are also the basis for various sublimation techniques.

The special abilities of many sublimators are due to the fact that essentia has carved some special inscription structures into the bones and flesh.

Temporarily use memory to arrange essentia into an inscription to inscribe it? It's as incredible as someone can memorize a book upside down!

But it's all a trivial matter, anyway, he's a genius, although this kind of thing is incredible, but it's not impossible, so Ian just smiled: "To be honest, I've never forgotten it since I was a child, and I can remember the inscription of the first level at a glance."

"Difficult. … No wonder those inscription masters said that their standards for accepting apprentices are absolutely impossible for normal people to meet. ”

The blonde boy looked at Ian in awe, he clearly misunderstood something.

Soon, he had no time to be curious.

Because Ian led him around and around to an underground river.

…… Do you really want to go in? This is an underground river in the depths of the earth, and if you are not careful, you will be lost forever! ”

Looking at the pitch-black waterways, injecting himself and the old man with a breathing agent in water, Isengard swallowed his saliva even though he had known that this was the only option.

He did have a lot of confidence in Ian, but he should still be afraid: "Is it really not going to get lost?" ”

Don't worry, didn't I say that, and Ian said as he reached out and ripped Isengard into the water: "I can't forget it." ”

Esengard could swim, but the undercurrent around the ruins of a pre-era civilization was clearly not something he could handle, and he could only hold on to Ian's arm tightly, as far as he could.

In just a few breaths, Ian harnessed the Fairy Wings, crossed a straight stretch of river, and entered a larger underground cavity filled with water, and in the scan of the silver chip, its whole was a huge pool of water three or four hundred meters long and wide, and more than seventy meters deep.

The water here is much cooler than elsewhere, almost freezing, but there are still some strange bryomorphic algae growing at the bottom of the pool.

And at the bottom of the fungus and algae group in this pool, there is a triangular outlet, Ian followed the flow of water into this crack, and was a little surprised to find that in front of it was actually a straight line of water that had obviously been artificially traced.

Could it be that this is also the area of the relics of a pre-era civilization, and this place is a large cistern?

With this in mind, Ian soon led Master Gosai and Ethan to the end of the waterway, where the water flowing from the waterway was connected to the pools of stagnant water that flowed from the waterways of another huge cavern shrouded in hazy fluorescence.

The temperature in the cave was low and unusually humid, and the air was filled with a strange scent.

Not far from the shore at the water exit, Ian took the two ashore and observed the surroundings.

Cough and eat" In the midst of the blonde boy's cough, Ian suddenly raised his hand and motioned for the other party not to make a sound.

The boy frowned and looked at the corner of the cave not far away.

Something quite large seemed to be moving slowly in the darkness, approaching them.

"Be careful." He clenched the long sword at his waist: "Prepare to fight, there are protists here." ”

Isengard was stunned, and he didn't have time to check the situation for Master Gosai, so he hurriedly got up, holding a knife in his hand and preparing for battle with Ian.

And just as Ian spoke, the sound of Sosuo's squirming stopped in the corner of the cave.

Then, a shadow came out of the corner.

It was a giant mushroom that was a man tall!

Of course, a giant mushroom doesn't move on its own, it must have grown legs.

Ian and Esengard looked at the underside of the mushroom in unison, and they were stunned at the same time. "Swamp crocodile?"