Chapter 34: Racial Memory
The aftermath of the explosion slowly subsided, the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, and a huge crater with a diameter of 100 meters appeared on the swamp ground, and in this pit, a thick black mist was filled, which was all evil aura.
Running from a distance, Amia landed on the edge of the pit, looking at the empty crater, Amia was a little depressed.
"Looks like we're going to have to find a swamp king. β
With that kind of power, Emia didn't think there was anything left of the silt. Besides, since the Swamp King fused with the Serrated Crocodile, Amia didn't expect it to leave its heart.
Looking at the evil aura floating above the crater, Emia estimated that he could almost fill the bottle. This battle is just that.
"Don't move. β
Behind him, a familiar voice came from behind him, and his waist was pressed against a sharp hard object.
Dressed in clothes that barely covered her body, Frey's body was covered with wounds, standing behind Himia, and the spear in her hand was against her.
"It's an underestimation of you that you're still alive. β
was threatened by someone's life, and Amiya was not nervous, and the smile on her face did not decrease.
Frey took out her vial, opened the cap, and sucked in the evil aura hovering over the pit, but it was too large to collect it, and it would take some time to collect it.
"When did you find out. β
Frey asked in a slightly weak voice, propping up her scarred body.
"Hmm~ If you want to say it, it should be a little suspicious when you take out the empty magic bottle. After entering the swampy forest for a few days, running to such a close place, I didn't encounter a polluted demonic beast, obviously impossible. What happened later gradually confirmed my suspicions. β
Emia replied rather casually, not feeling at all that her life was threatened.
After the evil qi was collected, due to the lack of timely collection, some of the evil qi had already spread and spread in the air, unable to be collected, and even so, Frey's magic bottle was mostly filled.
Frey picked up the bottle and took a big sip of the black liquid inside.
When Frey drank the black liquid, a black gas emanated from her body, enveloping her in it, and the scars on her body began to heal at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, and even the clothes were restored.
Looking at the remaining half bottle of liquid, Frey's eyes showed a hint of reluctance, gritted her teeth, and still withdrew it into the space bag.
"Sure enough, just as I thought, you're also a creature polluted by evil energy. β
Looking at Frey's series of movements, there was no trace of surprise on Emia's face.
"Don't compare me to those ingredients, I'm inspired by demonic energy, a great demon. β
Oh! Is this evil aura called demonic energy? However, isn't the demon race all killed? Isn't the demon race a unique race, but all creatures infected by the demon qi are called demons.
"The demons have long been dead, how can you be a demon, but you are just a polluted human being. Amia scoffed.
"Hmph! Ignorant human beings, the demonic energy is endless, and the demon race is not extinguished. As long as our king remains, sooner or later we will raise an army again and exterminate the human race. β
In the face of Amia's ridicule, Frey didn't care, but laughed at him instead.
"The demon clan is immortal?, then why are you still alone, your clansmen, your king?"
Is it 'As long as there is a trace of evil in the world, I will not really perish.'" 'This kind of clichΓ©?
"Shut up, don't forget, your life is still in my hands. β
Frey's hand couldn't help but add a little strength, and the spear against Amiya's waist got closer, if it weren't for Amiya's clothes to have a certain protective effect, it is estimated that he would be bleeding more than now.
"It's okay, if it's in your hands anyway, I don't expect to live. β
Emia made a look of indifference, as if she had taken life and death lightly.
"Don't worry, I won't kill you for the time being, I will sacrifice you to my king, and I believe that my king will be very happy, and will reward me greatly. β
As if caught in her own fantasy, Frey's face beamed with happiness.
"Sacrifice me to the Demon King, are you sick in the head?
Emiya was a little speechless about her thoughts, originally she didn't do it, and thought she could ask something, but she didn't expect it to be for this reason.
"Don't pretend, God's lackey, the pattern on your hand has betrayed you. β
The pattern on his hand! Emiya looked at the pale gold pattern on his right hand, and was very excited, "You know this pattern!"
"Of course I know, the memories of the race clearly record that the owners of this pattern are the lackeys of the gods. When the time comes, our king will take out the divine power from you and make you a faithful servant of my king. β
At the mention of the Demon King, Frey's expression became very reverent.
"Racial memory? You don't seem to know anything. β
Once again, expectations were disappointed, and Amia looked frustrated.
Looking at Frey's performance, I thought she could know something inside, but who knew that all she knew came from the vague memories of the race.
Emia estimates that she has been staying in this forest since she was infected, not to mention the demon king, not even the other demons have seen one, and her knowledge is all from the memory of that unreliable race.
Suddenly, Frey's hand stabbed into Amiya's waist without warning, and then quickly pulled it out and landed on Amiya's vest.
"Don't think that if I want to sacrifice you to my king, I won't dare to kill you, but if I kill you, just cut off your hand and give it to my king. β
Looking at the casual attitude, Frey threatened with an unhappy face.
Holding the wound on her waist with her hand, Emiya's face was a little ugly. He didn't expect Frey to attack suddenly.
"Do you think I'm really going to be caught?"
The wound on her waist was gradually stopped by the magic, but Amiya's face was still a little pale from excessive bleeding.
"Of course I know you don't want to be caught, but what can you do now, if you make the slightest movement, my gun will be stabbed in. I don't believe that you can still live if you are pierced in the heart. When my magic recovers, I'll seal your power. Become an ordinary person, and you can't make any tricks. β
The magic power that Frey is talking about is the name of the evil power possessed by the demons and the polluted monsters.
Mana is obtained by shamans through meditation, which is used to resonate with the natural elements and manipulate the power of the elements.
In fact, the magic power of the demon race is very similar to the mana of the wizard, both of which use energy all over the world.
The magicians of the previous world of Amia used the magic power transformed from themselves and the life force of the world, and operated according to the rules set by the world.
Fortunately, due to the difference in strength, Emiya did not tell others that he was using magic power, otherwise he would be misunderstood by people who knew the demon race, and he would be in trouble.
"Yes, if that's it, I'll really have to take it with my hands down, but don't you think it's strange that all the arrows I shot exploded, why are there only a few complete arrows stuck in the ground here? β
Knowing that there was nothing left to ask, Amia didn't want to wait any longer. If you wait any longer, you might really put yourself in it.
The arrows scattered around the two of them exploded violently, filling the air with smoke and dust, and when the smoke and dust cleared, there would be no figure of Emiya.
"When it's time to leave, I'll clean you up again, and I'll leave you alive for a few days now. β
Taking a deep look in one direction, Frey turned and walked in the other direction.
PS: The second chapter is delivered