Dawn, Rabbit Spirit Temple.

The solemn temple of yesteryear is now full of wails and blood. Civilians and wounded soldiers gather in this holy place where they usually pray, seeking refuge from the rabbit spirit. The priests in the crowd were busy treating the wounded, but now both the mana needed to heal spells and the medical supplies needed to clean and bandage wounds were stretched thin.

"Come on. Please, save it!" a small group of rabbits held a dying rabbit in its arms, its body had at least five or six wounds simply wrapped in dirty rags, Yin Yin's blood was oozing out, and the child in its arms looked much worse than it, with two large holes in its chest and abdomen, dripping with black pus. It seems to have been injured by the fangs of the King Snake clan.

This child is actually dead, but he is still holding on to his breath at the moment, and it is extremely painful, maybe it would be better to die on the spot.

The team was holding on to a young rabbit spirit priest, so anxious that their ears were curled up, and they didn't care about any class etiquette. "Save it, please! It's healthy, it's resilient since it was a child, it's going to live! You can do whatever you want me to do!"

The priest had to stop, crouched down to examine the wound, and sighed. It also knows that the child is not dead, but wants to be saved, unless a miracle strikes.

Seeing the priest's eyes, the team's eyes suddenly tightened, and it cried out, "Please give it a try, it has been active since it was a child, it is very healthy, really! Any small injury is always faster than other children! You can save it! As long as it can live, you can send me to the séance platform as a sacrifice!" Unconsciously burst into tears, and the blood on the wound had stained half of his body red.

The young priest gritted his teeth and put his claws on the child's chest. A faint white light flashed from the tips of the claws, with a soft buzz. The venom has penetrated the whole body, and if you want to save it, you can only purify the toxins from the body first.

Gradually, small bubbles rose from the black stain of the wound and turned into a wisp of black smoke. The team looked at the child with a happy face. But the priest's face was stained with a thin black mist at some point. The originally faint white light on the tip of the claw flickered at this moment, and it seemed that it would go out at any moment. As the wound gradually glowed with red healthy blood, a large cloud of black smoke rose, and the priest's face became more and more ugly, beads of sweat oozed from his painful face, and his body seemed to be fighting to the death against the black mist.

I saw a flicker of white light, and the fate and time that seemed to be ungraspable suddenly disappeared. The priest was swept to his face by the black mist, and fell to the sky. The black blood in the dying child's chest quickly reversed, and then his chest collapsed like a dry flower, and he swallowed his breath in a blink of an eye. The team wept and cried, and the child's life finally passed away in his arms. Seeing this, an elderly priest nearby hurriedly ran over to help the junior, but when he saw that his face was full of black mist, his eyes were closed and his breath was gone, and he was stunned for a while.

The countercurrent caused by the failure of the magic force just attracted the poisonous gas of the king snake into the body, and the vitality was cut off. The old priest hugged the junior's gradually cold body and wept silently.

When the rabbits in the temple saw this, their despair and fear became more and more overwhelming.

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Temple corner.

A few pieces of fur of unknown ethnicity were laid into mattresses. Hazy lay unconscious on it. Lian was sitting on the fire beside her, and was boiling some vegetables and dried fruits and grains in a small jar on the fire.

The rabbits in the temple said that in the second half of yesterday night, the big leader of the Collapse Heaven Mansion tied * and soul oil to the only twenty or so mecha beasts, and personally led the army to attack the black and white army, and a row of deep ditches exploded on the south line, and the sky-high fire caused by the soul oil stopped the offensive of the black and white army.

Lotus hadn't heard of this, but it had seen with his own eyes the last heroic appearance of the warriors and mecha beasts of the Collapsed Heaven Mansion. It also saw the fireworks of flesh and blood. But it can't help anything, and it can't take any chances.

Hazy is also terrible, and the reverse flow of mana is happening in its body.

When an individual's conservation of magic is broken, whether it is overflowing or depleting, it brings about an extremely dangerous situation. The former usually bursts inward, and if the overflow is large, it will explode and injure the surrounding area. And exhaustion is even more difficult to survive, the emptied mana points will frantically absorb all the energy that can be absorbed, whether it is beneficial or harmful, it will be absorbed into the body, and if it can't absorb any energy, it will start to absorb the life force of the body.

Hazy is in the stage of being absorbed by his own magic points. For this reason, Lotus had already used two blood infusions on Hao, but the energy infused into it was like a stone sinking into the sea, and Hao's still did not improve. Instead, the Star Breaker sank.

When the food was cooked, Lian took the jar from the shelf, wrapped it in a cloth, and ate it in her hand.

It eats slowly, chewing every leaf and dried fruit carefully before swallowing. It needs to absorb every piece of nutrients, it needs to have enough physical strength to save itself and its health, and worse, it is the last food on it.

It wasn't going to leave a little for Hazy.

Even if it is forcibly poured into it, it is just a gratuitous waste. Leaving supplies to the combatants is a sensible choice.

I love you, so I have to eat it all to save you. Lian said to Hao in her heart.

The small jar was licked clean, and Lian stretched out her paw to poke Hazy's face, and the plush was very comfortable. His eyes blinked, and he pinched his long ears, which was absolutely not allowed when he was awake. Finally, he pulled the fur off Hao's body and covered it. Get up and pick up the hammer.

"Hmm..."Hao frowned slightly, and said like a dream, "Don't touch your ears, you... You're dead.."

"Hee-hee, then wait for you to get up and beat me. Lian turned around and grimaced and walked out.

The sky is getting white. It's also looking like a damn good day.

The temple is full of rabbits, and there are not many places left in the city that still have healing powers, and the lightly wounded can be slowly healed by the life aura just by being near the temple, while the seriously injured can only rely on the healing spells of the priests in the temple. Now that most of the priests have run out of oil, the injured rabbits can only pray that the life aura will take care of themselves a little more.

Lian walked through the rabbit herd, occasionally met a few familiar rabbits shaking their ears to say hello, and a high platform outside the temple screamed one after another, it was some black and white army captives, some hungry and angry city guards were cutting meat on them with knives and axes. The long siege has consumed little of the food and grass in the city, and the best nutritional intake naturally comes from these big men. In particular, in fact, the meat of the harpy and snake clan is the most popular, and the harpy is the most crying and begging for mercy, and half of them are so frightened that they cry and faint, which makes them delicious. In contrast, the bull head and the sheep head are quite stubborn, staring and panting, watching themselves being cut off piece by piece, of course, there is too much congestion in this kind of meat, and it tastes rougher, but it is very filling.

The onlookers laughed from time to time, but this kind of meat was usually exclusive to the military, and ordinary rabbits were not eligible to eat it.

Of course, rabbits don't eat meat originally. But if they see blood and red eyes, they can eat any meat. It's called hatred.

Lian finally stopped in front of a few rabbits that looked like merchants.

The so-called war is the only way to develop. Even if a catastrophe comes, there will still be speculative traders. These rabbits have glowing fur, short legs and round bellies, and look overnourished, squinting at the lotus, and the light in their eyes is called "greed". This makes them more like rats than rabbits.

"Ask for one of your biggest and best soul stones. Without waiting for the other party to ask, Lian spoke first.

The profiteer's eyes lit up suddenly, "Ah, the Prison Soul Stone is a treasure, large pieces of Prison Soul Stone have been very rare over the years, and many guys can't buy them if they want to, na, you've found the right person..."

"Take it out and look at it first. Lian Yang interrupted the other party with a hammer.

"Good, good. The fat rabbit took a look at the Shattered Star Hammer and shut up, fumbling in the bag beside him for a moment, pulling out a black crystal. "Two Colored Shells"

Lian thought about it with a crooked brain, dispelled the idea of robbing it, and took out two colored shells from her belt and handed them to the other party. took the things and turned around and left, and there was a profiteer muttering behind him, "It's strange that today this is the second person to imprison the soul stone, who else can you beat at this time... ”

Looking south, a wall of purple fire rises into the sky. This is an oil made from corpses and worshipped to the rabbit spirit, and the burning temperature is extremely high and difficult to extinguish. At first, it was a forbidden thing, but in the past hundred years, there has been constant war, and the most important thing in the land of the Black Abyss is corpses. However, this fire only delayed the offensive of the black and white army, and the priests in the temple said that the fire could last for half a month. In fact, it is just a comforting statement, Lian feels that on the third day at most, the soul fire will be extinguished, and then it will be the end of the rabbit clan.

Behind the wall of fire was the temporary camp of the Black and White Army, and at this moment the two sides were fighting wits and courage around those small gaps that were not blocked by the wall of fire. The Rabbit City Guards guarded these narrow terrains, unable to pass through each other, only arrows and magic flying around each other.

The only thing that can be done now is to go to the front line and find a way to fill this Soul Stone, bring it to Hao, and replenish the magic power it lost. As long as Hao can resume his actions, he will have to fight his way out of everything with his ability to keep himself and Hao alive. And such a large stone, if you want to fill it, you can only draw so many souls from some royal level beasts.

Entering the battle to kill the king, and then retreating with his whole body, it is impossible to think about it.

But it has no choice, no matter how hopeful it is, it can only try to struggle.

Except for Hao, Lian has nothing to lose.