The Phantom Butterfly, which is only half a human tall, is so small and delicate that it looks like a young girl who has not yet grown, except for the two pairs of colorful wings.

Perhaps because the reputation of this underworld creature was too safe, Raymond didn't think of seeing it as an opponent in his heart, so after seeing its cautious and cowardly movements, he kept his distance and stepped back.

The phantom butterfly, with its feet not touching the ground and its two pairs of wings only trembling slightly, seemed to have turned its face behind it all the time because of intense fear.

So there was a strange scene, the Phantom Butterfly twisted its face as if walking backwards, and Raymond continued to retreat with it.

It's just that Raymond, who has restrained his perception and shielded his own breath, didn't notice that as he continued to retreat, among the sand dunes dozens of meters behind him, a pitch-black vine quietly poked out!

The pitch-black and tough vines, only the thickness of ordinary people's fingers, had a faint glow flickering on their surface, and after a little hesitation to poke out of the sand dune, they suddenly pierced Raymond's heart!

The slight sound of breaking the sky stunned Raymond, who was focused on the Phantom Butterfly, for a moment, but he was still aware of it when the necromantic vine entered behind him.

The left hand behind him immediately disintegrated into a tentacle, and before the necromantic vine could touch his protective barrier, it immediately wrapped around it and blocked its progress, and was imprisoned as Raymond's mind turned.

But this abrupt sound of breaking the sky still aroused the vigilance of the Phantom Butterfly.

The neck twisted back suddenly. The moment he saw Raymond, the phantom butterfly's eyes shrank suddenly, and then instinctively opened his mouth.

Pump......

The short, extremely sharp screams have an effect similar to that of a shock wave. The air in front of it instantly deformed, and after being pushed, it formed a cascade, which made Raymond, who was facing the face of the Phantom Butterfly, stunned!

But then there was a 'bang' sound, and the two pairs of colorful wings of the Phantom Butterfly swung forward suddenly, releasing the fine powder on its wings, like a puff of colorful smoke, completely obscuring its body and retreating at the same time!

There is a protective barrier on the surface of the body. Raymond, who isolated his breath from the outside world, could naturally ignore the Phantom Butterfly's toxin attack, but his purpose was not to kill, so the necromantic vine wrapped around his tentacles was dragged out of the sand dunes by him. Raymond's figure appeared behind Phantom Butterfly in a flash!

And the Phantom Butterfly, which had already turned around and was about to start escaping, directly hit the protective barrier on Raymond's body, and finally fell to the ground while losing its balance, and once again let out that 'chirp' panic scream.

Only this time the scream did not have the effect of a sonic impact. And the Phantom Butterfly that fell to the ground immediately wrapped its body with two pairs of winged wings. The little face that looked up at Raymond was full of remorse and frustration.

The necromantic vine that Raymond dragged out of the sand dunes, although it had been imprisoned by Raymond, the spiritual fluctuations it released were cold and sluggish.

The right hand raised an invisible fire and it was condensed by Raymond, and with a flick of it, it fell on the necromantic vine, and the invisible fire that spread quickly covered it, and with the crackling explosion, the necromantic vine was burned to ashes after a few breaths.

But when this invisible fire appeared at Raymond's fingertips, the already terrified Phantom Butterfly trembled even more. His eyes were closed and he screamed.

The short, high-pitched scream is not only crisp and pleasant. And it also contains a certain peculiar charm, which makes Raymond feel a little trance for a while.

It was just that this feeling had just risen in his heart that Raymond woke up.

Phantom sound!

It's definitely a distracting phantom!

Therefore, Raymond, who immediately snorted coldly, interrupted the scream of the Phantom Butterfly, and the probe grabbed its slender neck and dragged it in front of him.

The trembling Phantom Butterfly curled up more and more, and the bare feet, which could not be covered by the two pairs of wingwings, also oozed blood from the strangulation mark of the right ankle that penetrated into the flesh, and fell on the yellow sand one by one, making a faint fragrance permeate.

Even though Raymond, who smelled this fragrant fragrance, closed his breath, he made a quick analysis of the chip show that the fragrance was not toxic as if it were formed by a mixture of various floral scents.

And although the left hand that was stuck on his neck had isolated protection, the cool slippery and soft touch in the palm of his hand still surprised Raymond greatly.

The composition of the body of the creatures of the underworld is fundamentally different from that of carbon-based creatures in the normal plane, so why does the skin of this phantom butterfly have such a tactile feeling, could it be said that this non-aggressive underworld creature has a special body composition?

Thinking of this, Raymond's left hand relaxed slightly, and the phantom butterfly who closed his eyes and waited for death appeared stunned, the eyelid trembled a few times before slowly opening, and carefully looked at Raymond's left hand that was stuck in his neck for a moment, and then let out an extremely low chirping sound.

It seems to be expressing something, but this language Raymond is incomprehensible.

But seeing Raymond's thoughtful Phantom Butterfly, his eyes lit up, and his lips moved lightly and his voice was no longer coherent, but he was speaking in a pronunciation similar to that of Ancient Torris!

"Don't, don't...... Me, I...... Yes, yes...... Please ......"

The sweet and clear voice made every syllable it spoke as pleasant as the tinkling of spring water, and it also made Raymond feel that the possibility of communication between the two sides had greatly increased!

The palm stuck in his neck was slowly loosened and withdrawn by Raymond, and the Phantom Butterfly, who was surprised by this expression, began to speak faster.

But most of what Phantom Butterfly said, Raymond couldn't understand its meaning, and as he said more and more of it, Raymond's heart sank.

This is an indication that the Phantom Butterfly is most likely not speaking in a language that is Patertorian, but rather a language that is closer to Patertorian in pronunciation.

Seeing that Raymond looked very disappointed, the Phantom Butterfly, whose body was still trembling, was a little anxious, and his eyes were moist and his eyes were full of tears.

"Don't worry, if you can understand what I'm saying, then you nod your head, if you don't understand then shake your head......"

Raymond, who opened his mouth, stared at the Phantom Butterfly in front of him, who was very timid, and said it word by word in the ancient Torrisian language, but the Phantom Butterfly's expression was still at a loss when he spoke, and Raymond, who frowned, was also a little helpless and stood up.

Seeing the Phantom Butterfly twisted up at this point, there was a hint of panic in its expression, but it seemed to think of something, bit its lower lip and nodded firmly.

Raymond, who took over the right to speak, began to ask about its name, ethnicity, identity, and why it was here.

Although the Phantom Butterfly was sometimes incomprehensible, as Raymond's questions gradually increased and the content of the questions changed, although the Phantom Butterfly could not answer effectively, Tongguò nodded and shook his head to make Raymond understand that he could indeed understand what he wanted to say.

And when Raymond asked about its relationship with the resentful spirit of the sand, it took a long time for the Phantom Butterfly, who looked very confused, to understand, and finally bit her lower lip and slowly opened a slit in the colorful wings that wrapped around her body, and turned sideways to stretch out her naked right leg.

Raymond had noticed a deep scar on its ankle, but it actually had more scars on its right thigh.

It is like a wound that was once bound by thorns, and although most of it has healed, there are still many sunken blue-purple holes.

It seemed impossible to describe in words, and after Raymond finished reading, the Phantom Butterfly, biting his lower lip, slowly crouched down, and began to paddle on the yellow sand with its slender fingers.

A point.

Then a big circle was drawn on the outside.

Then, not far from this circle, a wavy line was drawn...... (To be continued......)