Medici hated water, and this aversion reached its peak at the first sight of the sea. Physically and mentally, He was resisting the blue waves that approached him.

Fire and water are incompatible, and it is also a very normal reaction to put it on Medici, who was born a flame giant.

The members of the "Blood of Punishment" are all "hunters", subordinates exclusive to Medici, and even if they don't have the same strong dislike as Medici, they still don't like the combat environment of the ocean, which will greatly reduce their fire control.

But the Lord's command is above all else, and this is the same for all people.

Therefore, the "Blood of Punishment" can only honestly come to this sea area to feel the inferior battle environment in advance, accompanied by Sarah of "Starlight", and her not mature son, Abram.

In this operation, Abram will be required to be in charge of delivering information outside the battlefield, because the Giants will also be involved in this operation, and Sarah is now hurrying to guide Abram, worried about the child's first important mission.

As for Abram, he didn't look worried at all, but seemed more excited than usual because of his joy, and he even traveled with the members of the Blood of Punishment for the first time.

Even if it was only for the purpose of "getting acquainted with the maritime environment" now, Abram was treated as a formal mission.

"No, we won't encounter enemies," Sarah shook her head helplessly, "You're still going to focus on feeling the extraordinary abilities today, trying to successfully record the abilities of the members of the 'Blood of Punishment', and then get acquainted with the 'Traveler's Gate' that you've already recorded, understand?" ”

Abram, who had just been promoted, nodded vigorously and patted his heart with a gemstone pendant: "No problem!" ”

Then the young man set his eyes on the sea, and the blue tide swept the white waves, giving birth to a small and open hope.

"Mother, what's the end of the sea?"

Sarah stared quietly at the same view as the youth, until an eruption of fire interrupted her musings, and she glanced back at the members of the Blood of Punishment who had begun to try to use the burst of fire to propel themselves in place of swimming.

However, in the volume of seawater, such a flame can only work outside the surface of the water, and will be extinguished once it enters the water.

Sarah sighed deeply and redirected her gaze to the place where the sea and the sky meet: "There may be many things on the other side of the sea, there are other races, at least as we know, the palaces of the elves are all on islands or under the sea. ”

"Will there be new continents? When Lord Sasriel explained the coordinates of the spirit realm to me, he said that the world is very vast, and what we see is only a small part of what we see in front of us. He even said that there was an unknown beyond the world, and I wondered what it was......"

The young man babbled and said, in addition to strong anticipation, there was also a hint of awe in his eyes.

Sarah patted her son on the shoulder, "I don't know, Abram, maybe one day you can go and see for yourself." ”

Can it really be?

Although Abram never doubted that he could follow in his mother's footsteps, learn from his mother, and control the power that could travel through the spirit world in the future, he only occasionally had such fantasies when he was drowsy in bed.

Sarah rarely acknowledges or encourages his efforts positively, always treats extraordinary powers with the strictest attitude, and Abram can sense that his mother doesn't want him to go too far down the road.

Sarah doesn't seem so determined anymore today.

"It doesn't matter, even if I can't see it, someone will see it someday." Abram smiled at Medici, who was scolding a subordinate who was afraid to go into the water, "Maybe in the future, my child, will be able to see the other side of the sea one day." ”

Sarah's tone today is also very gentle: "The world is very big, and the spirit world is just as far away. And the Lord has told me that so is the astral plane. If I had the opportunity to go further, the spirit realm would open its doors to me, and I would know what the astral realm was like. ”

Abram laughed more and more enthusiastically because he knew this knowledge that he had never heard before: "I wish I could have that day!" ”

Sarah patted him on the shoulder again, but didn't smile: "Let's start, the ability you are going to try to record today is 'Secret', until your spirituality is exhausted, I won't give you much rest." ”

Abram's body stiffened slightly: "I'll try my best......"

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To the south, a valley filled with the smell of sulfur.

The ground here is not full of life except red and black, and the ground is full of cracks, and deep in the cracks flows a viscous liquid that is deep red and almost black, and where the black liquid gathers, it will emit a rotten fishy smell.

Inside the viscous liquid, a bubble bulges up from time to time, revealing an egg shell with a black shadow at the bottom.

The nearby active crater was filled with a large black fog of dark clouds, like a giant pillar holding up the sky.

In the black clouds and mist, purple-black flames would erupt intermittently, like fireworks scattered in small pieces, and then a group of small demons with dark skin and slender sharp horns on their foreheads would fly out of it.

They are about the size of a normal bird, with red vertical pupils and canine-like tails behind them, in addition to bat-like wings.

These little devils also have a very unfriendly attitude towards their "companions" who act together.

They bit at each other with their valgus fangs, and when one of their "companions" had their wings torn off and fell from the sky with a miserable howl, the rest of the little demons were excited, and let out bursts of shrill laughter that would weaken the rest of the creatures, and they were delighted by this.

An unusually large rust-colored palm reached out of the black smoke near the crater and grabbed at the noisy group of little demons.

The little devil screamed and scattered in all directions, but there were still a few unfortunate creatures who fell into the claws with long black nails, and a huge blood-colored mouth opened from the depths of the black mist, stuffed the appetite-killing "snacks" into it, and then closed it again.

In a few minutes, the little demons regrouped and flew through the black fog in a crowded manner, devouring the occasional burst of flames while continuing their tormenting and mocking bites.

In such a hostile environment, almost no living creature could survive except for the demon clan—except for those mythical creatures that had crossed their biological limits.

The "God of Honor" sat at the mouth of the cave, quietly observing the smoky peaks opposite.

There were no demons wandering around here, and after reconfirming this, the young son of the Giant King withdrew his gaze.

His huge one-eyed eyes were full of exhaustion, half-opened, half-closed, and he checked his bag, and pulled out the ointment from it, and applied it to all the wounds he could reach.

Braddle couldn't stay here long, but he needed to come here.

Because He has enemies to see.

The dragon that Braddle was waiting for had come here as promised, and because this was the territory of the demons, everything was chaotic and chaotic, and it was safer for both parties.

"Bradel." The shrunken black dragon slowly crept through the hole, now smaller than the Cyclops with its back hunched, and looked more and more like a shrunken lizard.

“…… You've been here a long time ago? Bradel's eyes narrowed, resisting the urge to condense a broad greatsword.

The hatred between the races was widespread, but it had been precipitated long enough to become a giant's instinct against another dragon that Bradel subconsciously had murderous intent.

The Nightmare Dragon paced slowly, as if he had stepped into not a broken cave in the demonic realm, but a palace of resplendent gold.

It's hard to say that in a reptilian dragon, you can still see grace, but Alsuhod's performance is like this: "I can be anywhere, don't bother to track my whereabouts, if I don't want to see you, you can't see me." ”

Bradel stared fiercely at the miniature version of Al Sukhod and did not speak.

Alsukhod didn't care if there was a response or not, and his mean words were smiling: "You must know that even the brainless things like 'demons' have a subconscious, but unfortunately there are not many valuable things, and they don't know how to feel those wonderful emotions. ”

Bradel gasped and took a few seconds to suppress his anger: "What do you want to say?" That's what you want, huh!? Suffering! Confusion! The destruction of the giants? We're not going to give you reptiles a burial! ”

Alsuhod chuckled under his breath, still walking with that reserved step, until he walked up to Bradel: "This is just the beginning, the beginning of all falls!" If you hadn't seen that, Stone Head, there wouldn't have been this meeting. ”

A faint glow spread out from Bradel's body, forming a vague twilight that draped behind him like a fluttering cloak.

Bradel's huge bloodshot one-eyed eyes gradually became rational and cold: "Yes, my brother is immersed in the beautiful future he envisioned for himself, but I see the shadow of a conspiracy, and this may be the revelation that the twilight has given me. ”

The Nightmare Dragon's eyes narrowed slightly, and he seemed to appreciate the change that had happened in Bradle's heart:

"The bitter hatred for your blood relatives is stronger than your hatred for the dragons, it is enough to burn all your retreats, leaving you helpless and dependent on your enemies, which is a very reasonable development."

"You're trying to interfere with me!" Bradel let out a low growl.

"No, I'm just stating your change in mindset." Alesuekhod flicked his tail, "You can't deny that I'm telling the truth. ”

Bradel let out another low roar, and he cursed a few words in the Giant's language, but then hung his head in pain: "Who the hell is that?" ”

Al Suhod's voice was like a ghost, slowly seeping into Bradel's mind:

"The man who killed my father has also been given his authority, who do you think else will be? The Giants have become their allies and are going to help them attack the Elves, who do you think will have the last laugh? ”

"I won't fully trust you."

Alsukhod took another step, two steps, and climbed out of the cave gracefully: "You have no choice, you have no way back, let's go." ”

The "God of Honor" did not remain silent for long, then stood up and followed the "Nightmare Dragon", and the twilight dissipated behind Bradel, melting into the darkness.

Sorry for being late today!

Finally caught up!