Chapter 214: Regret

In the bush area of the hillside, Packa, who was not very good-looking, stood on the stone and looked coldly at Connor and the Falcon, who were tangled in a scuffle.

The scattered broken feathers hung in the area close to the two, and the eagle had already lost its breath, its neck was twisted and turned over, and the feathers on its body were scattered and missing, revealing the flesh wound underneath. The claws were embedded in Connor's bloody chest.

This is a pet that he has carefully raised, and it is inevitable that there will be some violent fluctuations in his heart.

Connor, who was covered in scars, was also dying, with several bloody holes pecked out of his left and right cheeks, a missing piece of his nose, and a mass of flesh in his left eye socket.

The only remaining right eye stared at Yu Paka, who was looking down from above, and a few traces of blood spilled from his slightly open lips, and he barely managed to breathe in a few breaths.

"Aren't you the one who saved the two children of the Hopi tribe? Just go with us obediently, now that my black cloud is dead, I'm afraid there is nothing to talk about. ”

The entourage who followed Mapaka carried Bobandak and Gluck, who were knocked unconscious and tied up, and Connor, who saw that the two were still in the hands of the enemy, struggled hard, and his body that was constantly flowing with life did not respond to him.

"Hurry up, or you'll see the enslaved undead again."

Not wanting to talk nonsense, Yu Paka dragged the Bobandak brothers over, and the skin they touched quickly faded and turned white, without giving Connor the slightest time to hesitate.

The bodies of the two Bobandaks who had fallen asleep trembled, and their faces were wrinkled with pain, but they did not wake up from this.

Agitated, Connor spat out the blood in his mouth, trying to open his mouth to say something, but the blood that flowed back in made him cough again.

"It's okay, just don't self-destruct. You could have lived. ”

Worried that Connor would have his own way of destroying the spirits, Yu Paka was also relieved, and the information asked by the psychic was much more credible than that of the living.

If the other party is willing to cooperate well, there won't be so many things at all, isn't it just to take the way in! What's to lose?

He discarded Bobandak and Gluck, hastening Connor's death, starting to grow cold and stiff from his limbs. A few tiny rays of light occasionally faded from the flesh.

Are all the people in it like that? If the people of their own tribe are also estimated, they can improve the overall stage by a large stage.

"Are you going to die? Why didn't I come earlier. ”

The sweet voice of regretful complaining sounded, and Hupaca remembered the good old days he had together, and then there was no more.

Where he disappeared, bits of light fell from the sky and slowly converged, and Hermione, who didn't care, stared at Connor on the ground with a somewhat ugly face.

Even if you use magic to barely resist the passage of life, the nature of death is still unavoidable.

"Where has your brilliance gone? And your Jackson patriarch won't save it? ”

As she spoke, Hermione pulled up the draped black veil and turned it into a top hat ornament, revealing an undisguised appearance, hoping that this guy had heard of herself.

The blood in his mouth and the bleeding wound were all treated by her, and Connor looked at it for a moment, barely making an inaudible sound.

"You seem to be a figure on the totem, Patriarch Jackson is about to return to the kingdom of the sun."

"Aren't you going back? You're going to have to resist it! ”

"The kingdom of the sun of eternal day, the first of the world, can I also enter? Please bury me~~

Connor, who couldn't finish speaking, lost all his life, and after a flash of dazzling brilliance, he disappeared into the land.

You at least explain the aftermath clearly before leaving, how can I get in without you?

Is there anyone who doesn't carry brilliance? Why is there so little of this person, and the comparison with the memories that have spilled over an area is simply insignificant.

The simple psychic ritual was done, and the unwilling Hermione tried to try her luck, and several remnants of spirits appeared.

The remnants of Connor's spirit, which still retains her neck and above, are constantly dissipating, and if she is not spiritually strong, her magic will be gone if she uses it well.

After complimenting herself, she asked where Radiance had gone, and how to get in. If you don't hurry, it's gone.

"The brilliance was stripped away by them, and you should be able to go back with my remains and sprinkle them on Lake Guapita with the brilliance!"

With the last words, the remnant Connor completely dissipated into this world.

Hermione waved a flower to him for some unknown reason, and burned it into a handful of ashes, sealed it away.

Why come out? Is it bad to live in paradise?

If you can in the future, I want to take the people I care about to live inside.

The two teenagers who fell into the haystack were replaced by her with the corroded breath of death, and it was very emotional to be able to do this.

Drag over the guy who just said a bunch of words and killed his target, and Mu Ne's spirit body does not have the majesty of his life.

The sequence 6 necromancer of the Grim Reaper's path, the strength is not bad, why do you want to die.

"Where has his brilliance gone?"

"Taken by Elder Dekuta, he went back to the tribe to find the High Priest."

"How do you know about the El Dorado Nation?"

"It's a secret that has been passed down through the generations of our tribe, and it was only recently that the High Priest told us that the opportunity had come."

Opportunity? Or do the local natives know more, combined with the fact that Jackson who just got is going to die, is this it?

It's time to leave after holding on for so long, after all, it's not like I'm a complete qualitative change in Sequence 2, just in time to give him a ride.

"Do you know what that chance is?"

"I don't know, we're not allowed to tell."

"Which side did your tribe take refuge into?"

"It's the mother of desire...

Hermione interrupted the honorific name he was about to say, saying that she knew, and that she was secretly standing in line again!

"What sequence is your high priest? And that Dekuta? What about the others? ”

"The High Priest is a Sage "Ferryman", and as for Elder Dekuta, he is strange and seems to be different from us. I haven't been exposed to much and have limited understanding. ”

Not the same? Is it the way that comes from those hidden existences?

The overall degree of danger is not high, take back the glory and set the fire and leave, who can help themselves.

After asking for the address, Hermione erased the place and left, hoping not to do useless work!

Otherwise, the more I think about it, the more angry I become, and the more I think about it, the more I lose, I'm afraid that I can't help but stab the Kesa tribe into a big mess.

If it weren't for these conspirators, I would have been able to bring people back to prepare for the follow-up by now.

After Hermione left, Bobandak and Gluck woke up in the haystack, and the place where Connor had been had been reduced to pitch black dirt, and the dead falcon was tossed aside.

The dazed two couldn't help but kneel there and wept bitterly.