52. Heller
In the dense primeval jungle, the dark purple invisible fragrance of flowers spread little by little, and in this piece of heaven and earth, it spread out the boundless killing intent that made Fisher quite happy.
His thirteenth-order physical strength seemed to have returned to the level of a zero-rank ordinary human at this moment, and no matter how he ran, he couldn't escape the range of this forest, but it was clear that he hadn't walked such a long way when he came.
"Fisher, where do you want to go?"
And at the same time, the lady's voice behind him that seemed to be like a talisman, with pure killing intent, made his scalp tingle, I really don't understand why it ended up like this now, he obviously didn't even start the operation and was about to be divided by the wolf-like women behind him?
Fisher clutched his chest, where Renee's mark was still bright, and feeling that it was still working to drive away the chase of death, Fisher's panicked heart gradually settled down.
Calm down, this is a long, long time ago when he lived, and it was impossible for Rafael, Elisabeth, and Valentina to appear.
They are all false, and they should be thinking about how to get out of this situation instead of thinking about how to solve the doom of being stabbed... Well, that might be something to think about after Fisher, but definitely not now.
"Fisher!
”
Just as he was thinking, the sound of steam roaring next to him suddenly came, and he turned his head slightly to look, only to see Rafael, who was wrapped in a burst of air, swoop down from a huge tree next to him, and hugged him fiercely with his claws with lightning speed, rolling on the ground several times and breaking several trees.
"Don't you even want to explain to me? Who are those women? When you were in the Southern Continent, I only heard of the one called 'Renee', how could there be so many people at once? What wedding ring, you tell me clearly! ”
Rafael angrily grabbed Fisher's white robe, and hysterically pointed to Valentina, who was frosty in the distance, and asked Fisher.
"This ...... It's a hassle to explain......"
Fisher replied perfunctorily, knowing that everything in front of him was an illusion, of course he would not explain it, he only looked around left and right, trying to find the flaw in this illusion.
So far, he didn't even understand what this illusion was made of, and it seemed a little pale to explain it by death, after all, with the way of the true god of Hecrow, she used this kind of indiscriminate means of her own housework to liquidate herself, which was really speechless enough.
"Huh?"
Rafael stared at the extremely perfunctory Fisher under her in surprise, she tilted her head, the steam on her body became hotter and hotter, as if it could roast people, and at the same time, she pinched Fisher's white robe with more and more force.
"Okay... Don't I even deserve a single word of your explanation? Fisher! ”
"What does he explain to you, he is my husband, who are you, why should he explain it to you?"
Valentina behind her also flew towards this side with a cold face and fluttered her wings, and grabbed Rafael's shoulder, who was sitting on Fisher, in an attempt to pull her away from Fisher, but before she could hold it tightly, she was scalded by the extremely hot steam on the other party's body and retracted her hand.
"Husband? You say he's your husband?! ”
"Yes! Do you have any comments? ”
Rafael looked at her as if she were looking at a dead man, and Valentina glared back, the terrifying atmosphere of the scene that made Fisher feel a little speechless even in the hallucination.
He didn't look at the terrifying confrontation between the two ladies, he just looked up at the sky in the woods, but suddenly noticed that a little bright brilliance faintly appeared on the sky at this time, and with the light shining on it, the sky was like a Tyndall effect showing a layer of purple mist that he had not noticed before.
The light that revealed the true face of the purple smoke spread all the way above the trees, as if pointing in a certain direction in the woods, as if to reveal the specific reason for the appearance of this illusion for him, and guide him in the direction of progress.
"Get out of the way!"
Just as Fisher squinted his eyes and took a closer look at the purple smoke above, a female voice with bloodthirsty murderous intent exploded in the direction of Fisher's head.
Fisher retracted his gaze, but saw Yin Lisabeth, who was red-eyed and holding a knife, desperately rushing towards her as if she was crazy, and she raised the blade with both hands and aimed it straight at her neck, as if she was about to cut one of them in two.
In the face of the bloodthirsty sword light, Fisher's body stiffened, for some reason, his thirteenth-order physical fitness seemed so inadequate in front of Yin Lizabeth's sword, obviously even if the other party's physical quality fused with Godling's sword, it was only possible to break through the transcendent rank of the fifth order, but at this moment, I don't know whether Fisher's reaction was slow or the opponent's killing intent prevailed, in short, when he was difficult to start, the blade grazed Fisher's cheek dangerously, leaving an extremely dangerous blood mark.
Fisher knew that he could not hesitate any longer, and if he indulged in illusions like this, he would really be overtaken by death.
"Poof!"
He apologized to Rafael silently again, gritted his teeth, and while Rafael was still confronting Valentina, he suddenly kicked Rafael in the lower abdomen and kicked her away, and then rolled around on the ground and looked at Yin Lisabeth who wanted to stab again, he didn't dare to take the other party's knife light again, only turned his head and ran wildly in the direction of the purple smoke in the sky.
"Fisher!
”
Behind him, Yin Lizabeth's screams almost shattered Fisher's eardrums, and for some reason, the behavior of the other ladies in this illusion felt flawed, but Yin Lizabeth brought him a sense of heart, as if she would definitely do such a horrific act even in reality.
The burning blood dripping from his face reminded him of the danger at the moment, and he didn't dare to stay in this strange illusion any longer, and ran wildly in the direction where the light spread.
"Mr. Fisher..."
"Tang Ze?"
Listening to the title that has not been used for a long time and has only recently been reawakened, the faint voice seems to coincide with Tang Ze Asuka's voice little by little, linked to the past he is in now, he first thought of Tang Ze Asuka, but just as this title came out, he felt that his body suddenly became weak, and the vitality of his whole body continued to flow to the outside world.
"Tang Ze? Who is Tang Ze, is he a new student of Mr. Fisher? ”
Fisher coughed hard and fell to his knees as he ran, he looked down at the pure black liquid that was spreading on the ground, and then looked up, the silky blue hair that had been dyed pure black at some point Jasmine was quietly looking at him, the ability to completely drain Fisher's life force just now seemed to be the curse she used...
But, is that really the case?
"Today is really... Lively..."
Fisher looked at his palm, feeling the feeling of the life force passing little by little, and he felt more and more clearly that it was not the ladies in front of him who were chasing him in front of him, nor the death that was chasing from the future to the past.
There are other people who really make a move.
He had felt the feeling of being cursed by Jasmine to drain his life force when he was in Nari, and although the experience of becoming old in an instant was not comfortable in retrospect, he distinguished for Fisher the strangeness of Jasmine's action at this time.
Fisher suddenly realized something, he touched the face that had been scratched by the blade of "Yin Lizabeth" just now, leaving a bright red blood stain on his hand, he stared at the blood on his palm, and suddenly raised his palm upward, exposed to the light of the sky light.
Following the gentle light, Fisher watched as the blood on his hands changed color little by little, revealing layers of brilliant purple...
Sure enough, I seem to have been tricked.
But the illusion is still not over, and even Fisher has realized that the trick he played against his own person is still useless.
In the primeval jungle, the shadows of several previous ladies walked out, they all had the most dazzling look in their memory, they used to fascinate themselves so much, even in the murderous fantasy at this moment, Fisher couldn't help but want to appreciate everything about them...
"Fisher, won't you explain to me who they are?"
"Fisher, I'm not going to be as soft-hearted as I was last time... This time I just need your head, so it's good for everyone, so that we will never be separated..."
"Teacher Fisher, who the hell is Tang Ze?"
"I didn't expect you to be really greedy after not seeing you for so long, more than a demon like me, I can only say that I am dead..."
Fisher smiled bitterly, feeling that his body was getting heavier and heavier, and as the life force was eaten up by the life force devoured by the wound, the marks left by Renee on his chest suddenly became brighter, and the death suppressed by it also wrapped around his body like hunger, making him feel extremely cold.
"Renee..."
He bowed his head and muttered, but in an era without her, of course there would be no response.
"Renee?"
But in the next second, beside him, a playful and casual sound exploded in his ears, and he opened his eyes suddenly, only to find that the illusion in front of him still existed, but at some point in front of him there was a beautiful short-haired blonde lady wrapped in a thin layer of warm morning light.
She was barefoot, stepping on the dust but not touching a single dust, her white lotus arms were exposed in the gap of the white robe, she just held her cheek with one hand, looked at herself with a smile, she asked with an extremely gossip smile,
"Who is Renee? Is your other female companion? ”
"Herel, how could you... No, you're not even a woman, isn't it too inappropriate to be here? ”
Fisher glanced at the group of ladies in front of him who were staring at him, shook his head in a daze, and said so.
Heriel was slightly stunned when she heard this, and after a pause for a second, as if she had heard something that seemed to be incredulous, she clutched her stomach and laughed, and stretched out her spotless barefoot instep to pick up the drowsy Fisher's chin, and provoked his dark gaze little by little, until he looked at herself.
Fisher could only see her delicate calves as she wore loose white robes, and her deeper layers were obscured by the shadows covered by the white robes, making it even harder for Fisher's already dazed gaze to grasp the details...
If you ignore her excessive, unsure punishment or reward actions, if you ignore the evil smile on her face full of teasing and playfulness, Helaire with a warm morning light at this moment must be the angel who is most in line with the holy image of angels in the traditional impression, right?
It's a pity that there are no ifs, and Helier doesn't seem to care that he doesn't behave like the legendary holy angel.
Her white toes poked Fisher's chin, and then she withdrew her right leg, looked at the misty environment behind her, and said to Fisher
"You're unexpectedly cute with your clumsy look, Fisher, and it's a lot better than your usual stinky face. If I can show such an expression when I am sober later, maybe I will give you a little reward? ”
"Reward?"
"Well, for example, how about I choose to become a female angel?"
“......”
Fisher didn't answer, because in the next second, all the "ladies" in front of him became extremely hideous the moment they saw Heriel, and extremely terrifying purple lines grew densely on their bodies and faces, setting them off like some kind of monster, and they rushed towards Heriel in front of them with their claws and claws.
"Buzz!"
But Fisher could see nothing but the glorious morning light.
In the dazzling but not dazzling morning light, Fisher closed his eyes, and when he opened them after a second or two, all the hallucinations in front of him were gone.
Rafael, Elizabeth Yoon, Jasmine, Valentina...
Except for Helaire beside him, who was still there, all the other ladies had turned into some kind of twisted branch that had completely dried up, and one of the branches was stained with blood, as if it was the branch that "Yin Lizabeth" used to stab herself just now.
The feeling of the rapid flow of vitality in his body also disappeared in an instant, and he quickly woke up with his originally turbid consciousness rising little by little.
"I... What just happened? ”
Heraire next to her hugged her hands, watching Fisher, who was still "cute" just now, change back to her original "stinky face mode", she pouted imperceptibly and then squatted down in front of him, and said with a smile,
"You've just been attacked by an unknown being, and it's conservatively estimated that the person who shot it has a mythical rank."
"Mythical Rank?"
Fisher touched his very painful head, he seemed a little incredulous, and wondered,
"Does it take so much trouble for a mythical rank being to kill me?"
"Not really, but there is me and another here."
Helaire glanced at the tall palace on the giant tree in the Phoenix Residence, and seemed to mean something.
Fisher gasped and touched the Renee mark on his chest.
He guessed correctly, although the rules of death had changed, but Renee's mark could not help him in any way, at most it only made him more unlucky. If you really want to kill yourself, you need someone else to do it...
But what really puzzled Fisher was, who was going to kill him?
He looked at the smiling Heriel in front of him, and for the first time sensed the horror of the seemingly unorthodox angel in front of him.
That mythical species was so careful about herself, obviously she was worried about Heriel and the existence she didn't specify, if Fisher guessed correctly, that existence should have something to do with the phoenix species, but even if the other party was so careful, it was still discovered by Heriel...
Fisher suddenly realized something, and asked Helier suspiciously,
"You know I'm going to be attacked? Who was the attacker? Some angel in the Sanctuary? ”
"Well, I'll just say, you're still a little cuter... Hey, by the way, the reward I just told you about is real~"
"Reward, ahem... What rewards? ”
Fisher's impression of what he had just been tricked was not very clear, but it did not prevent him from realizing the seductive nature of the other party's words, and at this moment, she did not seem to be a pure angel, but a demon who was good at leading people to fall.
Hearing Fisher's question, Helaire smiled and nodded, and then grabbed the end of her robe-like dress with one hand, and as she moved a little higher, her bare feet and calves were once again revealed in Fisher's eyes, like the poisonous snake in the Garden of Yin that lured Adam and Eve to eat apples, arousing Fisher's desire to reproduce that had not been alleviated in the slightest after the "nightmare of the wood knife" just now...
She just said,
"Guess?"