Chapter 10 Why Hurt Our Eyes?

This is a shadow wind wolf, and he and his tribe originally lived happily in the perennial snow-covered coniferous forest on the ridge of the Devil's Crying Gorge, living a happy life of eating and sleeping ** adventurers.

Because it survives above the snow line all year round, it has a beautiful snow-white fur compared to its peers in other places, and when it is curled up in a ball and rests, it looks like a cute white ball.

"It died peacefully. โ€

Mr. Fogg took his hand off the soft neck of the wolf, which was larger than himself, and sighed.

"The guy who dies after listening to the Requiem is not uneasy. โ€

Martina tugged at the furry ears of the Wind Wolf, the poor fellow who had been affected by the AOE of Requiem, and although the beast's natural vigilance allowed it to flee from the sound source at the top of the mountain, it eventually collapsed on the way.

"But this just proves that our conjecture is not wrong!"

Nagi looked in the direction of the summit, and through the dense foliage, he could still see the snow-covered coniferous forest on the top of the mountain.

Since the Requiem feels like it is coming from all directions, if you run around without a head, not only will you not be able to find the enemy, but you will only waste your energy in vain.

"How did you know that the enemy was on top of the mountain? I thought there was a bunch of people singing requiems around me!"

Eliza was helped by Alice and climbed to the top of the mountain with the others, although she was tired, but her mind was better kept awake because of the constant movement.

"At that time, we could only come up with two answers, one was that we met a powerful arcanist who interfered with our spirits and forcibly played a requiem in our minds, but we immediately dismissed this speculation. โ€

Nagi's gothic dress has been cut several times by shrubs and branches, revealing the white skin inside, such a wolf bรจi is not Nagi's biggest concern, and now the light rain that is beginning to fall in the sky is the most troublesome problem.

"There are only a few arcanists in the world who can play arcane in front of me. โ€

Martina thought Nagi was judging by believing in her arcane skills, so she said proudly with a cold smile.

"Well, forget it, but no matter what, the death of the wind wolf just now proves that it is not because of the arcane, because if the other party is an arcane master, there is no need to even pull the wind wolf on the top of the mountain in to be buried with us!"

Actually, Nagi's judgment is really not because of Martina, but considering the other party's pride, Nagi still thinks it's better not to say it thoroughly.

"If that's not the case, could it be that someone is really singing a requiem around us?

Eliza looked around, followed Nagi all the way upward, and now reached the halfway point of the mountain, but not to mention the enemy, except for the wind wolf just now.

"Stupid, if they sing so close to us, they won't be able to escape our eyes completely! But if they're far away from us, even a dragon like Alice won't be able to spot them!"

Nagi climbed onto a boulder that blocked her way, and then reached out and pulled Eliza up, who Alice was holding.

"Be careful. โ€

Due to the incessant light rain that had just begun, the trail became more slippery and difficult to move forward, and Alice held Eliza in her arms, and she almost fell down the hill by accident.

"Devil's Cry Gorge, this mountain is so steep......"

Eliza patted her little chest and said with palpitations, if Alice, who was holding her just now, really slipped down, she was afraid that she would fall down with Nagi who was pulling her!

"But because of the steep terrain here, if you stand on the top of the hill and shout down, the sound must be far away, just as if you stand at the mouth of the well and shout down, the people at the bottom of the well can hear it very clearly. โ€

Nagi sat on the ground with her legs spread out, panting, and it was far more difficult to pull the panicked Eliza up than it was to pull up the box of equal weight, because she was screaming like a drowning person and struggling desperately, almost not pulling Nagi down.

"Well, it's actually the same principle as the microphones used in the military. โ€

Mr. Fogg added with a smile that he had seen a long pipe made of copper during his time at the edge of the fortress, which could still transmit orders from the bottom of the fortress to the top of the fortress even in a battlefield full of war cries and explosions.

"That's right, we think the entire Devil Cry Gorge is like a microphone, as long as you sing at the top, even the bottom of the valley can be heard very well!"

Nagi broke a withered branch from the tree and slammed it on the ground a few times, which looked quite appropriate.

"Hey, hey, this is Devil Cry Gorge, okay? If that's the case, what a choir would have to be able to get the sound so clearly to the bottom! And in the beginning, there was only one man's voice in our ears, didn't it?"

But Eliza doesn't look optimistic at all, and even if Nagi says so, there are still many contradictions in many places.

"Then dear Miss Eliza, do you have a better way?"

Nagi turned around and walked in front of Eliza, crossed her waist and looked at Eliza's timid eyes with dark circles with fierce eyes, and asked sharply, although she is a fellow practitioner in the field of magic painting, but in this line, Eliza is a veritable large oil bottle.

"Why are you so fierce......

Eliza, who was stared at by Nagi, turned her head and muttered as she hugged Alice's arm.

"If you keep doing this, you'll only drag down the stupid Eliza of the people who care about you! You're a magician, aren't you?

Nagi turned around and continued to lead the group forward, she just threw this message to Eliza.

However, although there is a suspicion of demoralization, what Eliza said is actually reasonable, Nagi did ignore a blind spot before, that is, even if the current requiem can be sung by everyone together, but the words spoken by the little Zhengtaiyin before were very crisp and neat, definitely not like the chorus can create.

"Could it be that he is a little Zhengtai with a particularly loud voice?"

Nagi thought so in her heart, but she quickly laughed and denied this nonsensical answer, she had also seen it with a loud voice, just like the Black Dragon King Victoria, her roar could indeed spread far away, but that could only be done when she became the true body of the Black Dragon King, so it was impossible for the big target not to be discovered by everyone.

"Whew-"

Just as Nagi was thinking about it in her heart as she struggled through the wind and rain, an incomparably tragic wolf howl swept through the canyon like a bolt of lightning.

"What's the situation?"

Mr. Fogg asked in surprise, Requiem can be said to be the most harmless way to die in the pancontinent, the deceased will leave the body in a beautiful dream and go to the River Styx, but it is said that he is absolutely satisfied when he dies, even the unjust soul of June Feixue will return to the reincarnation sea full of happiness, such a sorrow is simply impossible.

"Maybe our goal has emerged, but not necessarily. โ€

Martina placed her hand on the ruby on her chest and conjured up a white staff.

"No, how could he show up?"

Nagi frowned, puzzled to ask himself, if the other party is really confident enough to brush a few people alone, he doesn't need to go so troublesome to put a large range of AOE to slowly weaken the combat power of a few people, even if the battle is inevitable, if Nagi stands from the other party's point of view, he will choose to go to the top of the mountain, and when most of everyone's energy is consumed, he will set up an ambush to fight all in one net.

"Martina, wait until I'm going to see it first. โ€

Nagi reached out and stopped Martina from plowing the ground with an arcane missile.

"Maybe the other party is an adventurer who has fallen into the same situation as us. โ€

Nagi motioned for a few people to stand by, and she cautiously walked through the layers of trees to the place where the screams were heard.

"Hey, hey, hey~ Baby, we'll be fine with a few more rounds. โ€

Picking up the bushes in front of her, Nagi, who was still on guard, was immediately dumbfounded, or rather, she was Spartan.

On a wind wolf panting for white air, a naked young man was piston back and forth with a happy face.

"Ahh

Nagi let out a scream, only to see her cover her eyes with one hand, and the other hand pointed at the shameless young man, and as soon as she burst into flames, she was confused.

"Let's die, let the flame purify a qiฤ“, ahh