Chapter 3 Chapter 3 Dragon Roar for Help

"These are all matters of the elves. Even if your aunt hides it from you, she must have her own ideas. Maybe she is worried that the people of the clan will be too curious like you, so take the risk to investigate?" Phyllis said with a smile. "Wow, you seem to understand her very well! If it weren't for the fact that she is so familiar, and you have Susan...I really want to match you up, haha...a mature woman over a hundred years old, who would be like this What a heavy taste!" Faraman said with a playful smile. Phyllis has become accustomed to Faraman's cynical tone of voice, or in other words, has become accustomed to Faraman's disrespect to the Elf Queen. He can sense that the relationship between Faraman and the Elf Queen is not harmonious, but this is a family matter , is beyond the scope of his inquiry.

"Come on, you, talk about serious business!" Phyllis shook his fist and said. Faraman chuckled, and said: "Well, to be serious, I also thought of one thing, these ink sculptures have such strong advantages, if they are used in other ways, such as making weapons...how powerful are weapons! But Those gods use ink sculptures to make tableware... It's like the great nobles among human beings, and the common people are eager for the gold and silver that can be used to buy rice and noodles, and survive, and are used by those guys to make decorations and tableware... ...That is to say, ink sculptures may be very valuable to us, but to those gods, they don't care at all."

Ho ho! A sound came into the mountainside. Since entering the mountainside, I have never felt the violent vibration outside, but now, the ground has a faint feeling of shaking again. "The sound coming in is still so clear, how loud it is outside!" Old Bond said in surprise. At this time, Lulu just came over, heard old Bond's surprise, and said: "We are used to it, we know that there are terrible creatures outside, this creature will toss like this several times every ten years, but it doesn't work How long it will take to calm down." "Ten years? Another decade..."

Phyllis muttered. "The more I think about it, the more strange it becomes. I lived in the elf forest for a long time when I was a child, but I have never heard such a loud voice! Could it be that I missed it every time? Or..." Faraman said thoughtfully. "what is this else?" asked old Bond. "Still, there is a magic circle in Death Canyon that even I can't feel. It's the magic circle that shields all sounds and vibrations!" Faraman said in a deep voice. puzzle! more and more…… With the understanding of the Death Canyon, the fog in everyone's mind even surpassed the terrifying black fog outside.

And this is just brought about by some news from Lulu, but Lulu doesn't know what else is in Death Canyon. "It looks like this adventure is more dangerous than expected!" Old Bond frowned and said. "Playing is the heartbeat!" Faraman laughed and said. Phyllis nodded and said, "We have no choice. Let's not say that I have promised Marshal Paul, just say that we are here, and it may not be easy to leave." "To be honest, I really want to see what is there. Such a canyon full of mysteries is like a magic bomb that will explode at any time. Thinking about it, I have lived beside such a canyon for a long time. I am really scared ...My poor admirers of the elves, your Master Faraman will clear up this dangerous area for you..."

Faraman said exaggeratedly. Phyllis laughed, and said, "Hurry up sooner rather than later, we will act later, and everyone will have a rest." Faraman said to Lulu: "Lulu, that Elven Holy Spring, how about lending me the one you receive later? If you want to keep your magic power, you need that. I'm doing this to prevent your master from being hindered... ..." Lulu waved his hand generously and said: "This holy spring can take a bowl every day, it is quite enough, if you need it, just take it." Faraman's smile is very strange, so generous Lulu, so abundant elf holy spring... You know, this thing has almost dried up among the elves.

After a while, Faraman drank the elf holy spring sent by Lulu. Phyllis and Old Bond sorted out their equipment. The future is extremely dangerous, and every detail must be perfect. Before leaving, Faraman took away a few table knives from Mosu, put them in his pocket, and said with a smile: "This thing is much more useful than the swords outside..." As he spoke, he slid on the surface of the double-edged ax on Old Bond's back, with a slight sound. In fact, Faraman didn't use much effort, but the fine-steel double-edged ax worn by Old Bond appeared on the surface. A clear groove.

Old Bond looked at the traces on the double-edged axe in surprise, glanced at the exquisite table knife in Faraman's hand, and said, "If the things here are spread, countless people will be harmed, and there are probably many people who will spare no effort for Mo Sculpture. ignited the flames of war.” "So, we have to keep our mouths shut!" Phyllis said, "Don't even mention Marshal Paul." Paul is the marshal of Qianji Kingdom, a soldier. Apart from being interested in martial arts, soldiers are most interested in weapons. A good weapon can make up for the lack of martial arts. This truth is known to any warrior. If Paul Knowing the advantages of Mo Sculpture, even though he refrained from publicizing it for the sake of Felice, the urgency hidden in his heart would make him think about it day and night, which would hurt him.

"Master, take me too!" Lulu carried a bow and arrow that was almost higher than his body, and walked quickly to Felice.The breath of death is everywhere outside, and the breath of death is strong, so Lulu can only maintain the form of a demon spirit, and will not become an ogre. Phyllis shook his head and said, "Lulu, I won't take you on an adventure!" "Master, I am not afraid of death!" Lulu raised her head and said firmly. Phyllis squatted down with a smile, patted Lulu's thin shoulder lightly, and said, "Of course I know that you are not afraid of death. You dared to leave Death Canyon alone in order to solve the mystery. You are a warrior, the leader of the whole tribe." warrior."

When Lulu heard Phyllis' words, the wrinkles on his dead bark-like face stretched out, and his eyes sparkled brightly. "But, I can't take you, you have to guard your tribe, those little guys need you, all the demon spirits here need you! Lulu, I promise you, if I can really know something about your tribe I will definitely tell you the secret!" Phyllis said with certainty. "Master, if you don't take me with you, are you really worried that I will be greedy for life and fear of death to hold you back?" Lulu asked. Phyllis laughed and said, "Absolutely not!"

Lulu laughed, bent down, knelt on the ground, ignored Felice's dodge, kissed Felice's feet, and said, "I pray to God for you, brave and kind master, you will be in every way!" Faraman muttered softly: "To that god? Let's forget it..." Phyllis glanced at Faraman sharply. Faraman stopped talking, turned his head and scanned the surroundings, and hummed a little tune. "Please take this with you." Lulu ran not far away quickly, picked up the horn made of animal horns, and said back to Felice. "what is this?" Phyllis asked curiously, he had seen Lulu use this airflow to drive away some black mist of death breath before. "This is a sacred object given to us by God. Sometimes, there will be some problems with the pipe leading to the breath of death, and the breath of death will leak more. At that time, we must use this to get rid of the breath of death and maintain our ability to breathe. Balance in the process of maintenance, but... our strength seems to be too small..." Lulu said. Phyllis hesitated for a while, and took the horn in Lulu's hand without refusing. He knew that if he refused, it would hurt Lulu's self-esteem. Moreover, in the current environment, this horn with magical abilities is indeed very useful. "Thank you, Lulu! I will pay you back when I run out." Phyllis laughed. Lulu nodded vigorously, the light in her big eyes flickered, revealing joy and gratitude. A portal formed by the monolith opens. Phyllis immediately slashed out the double axe, and the black mist that was about to pour in was split. Phyllis and others took advantage of this moment to quickly flash out the boulder, and then Lulu closed the door of the boulder. His horn was given to Felice. Without the horn, any black mist with a breath of death pouring in would cause devastating damage to his tribe. The gates of the boulder are closed. It is also an independent Death Canyon space. Phyllis was holding a double-edged axe, but the magic horn could not be used. After some discussions, the horn was used by Old Bond. After taking the Holy Spring of the Elf, Faraman recovered his magic power, at least for a long time. The horn that Lulu can blow is naturally available to Old Bond, and as a warrior, Old Bond has far greater lung capacity than Lulu. Woo... As if he was afraid that he would become a burden, Old Bond kept blowing the horn, making the sound of the horn continuous without any gap. Gradually, Phyllis and Old Bond found a wonderful combination point. Phyllis's double-edged ax slashed, and Old Bond's horn sounded. It spread a little to the sides like a blow, at least it made their perspective wider and the space they could control was bigger. Roar! Roar! The strange roar appeared again, the difference was that the ground did not shake. "Left!" Phyllis slashed fiercely and said loudly. Old Bond blew the horn, and the black fog on the left appeared in a narrow visible space. Faraman chanted the incantation, and finally stopped after such a long time. Even with the help of the holy spring of elves, he could only possess magic power, and the instantaneous magic of elf blood was completely useless. "Bright Shelter..." After much difficulty... Faraman finally finished chanting the incantation and cast magic. The milky white light arc spread, making the field of vision wider. what…… Regrettably, when the field of vision widened, and everyone's feet were empty, Phyllis let out an exclamation. fall…… The long distance is full of darkness, like falling fear, narrow and long, seemingly bottomless. The seemingly unpredictable length, the feeling of falling off a cliff, if there is no support from the falling track behind, just this distance will scare people to death. This trajectory is ups and downs, and the strange thing is that the height is very well coordinated. When it is high, it falls, and when it is low, the slope just acts as a buffer. When Phyllis reached the bottom, unscathed, the elder Bond followed in his footsteps with Faraman. Surprisingly, when Phyllis fell to the bottom, the original shock on the ground disappeared here, it was very calm, and the surroundings were like dead silence. Felice's double-edged ax fell subconsciously. There is no sense of breakthrough before, a piece of darkness, that is to say, this darkness is real darkness, a real space, not the feeling of being disturbed by external objects. "Bright guidance!" Faraman chanted a spell in a low voice. With the help of the spirit spring, he used such intermediate-level fire magic. In front of Faraman, a knuckle-sized fire ball appeared. The fire ball was expanding, and the swelling gland stopped when it reached the size of a fist. , but the light it emits is brighter and softer than fire. "You are great!" Old Bond exclaimed. Faraman proudly said: "Thanks to the holy spring of the elves...haha..." Under the bright light, you can see the surroundings clearly, and the walls and floors look rough, and it feels greasy to walk and touch. When you step on it with your feet, it is soft and elastic, but the stickiness from the soles of your feet is very uncomfortable. "What a strange smell, it smells terrible!" Phyllis said. "It's not just bad smell, it's torture, the rancid smell can make people faint!" Faraman complained. Ho ho! As soon as Faraman finished speaking, a strong wind hit. The strong wind hit everyone like countless fists, and even Felice was caught off guard. "Uncle Bond, Faraman!" Phyllis staggered, and subconsciously grabbed his hand to the side. The soft and slippery wall had the advantage of being able to grab it. "Phyllis, we're fine! Faraman is with me!" Old Bond's voice was extremely unclear in the wind, but after hearing it, Phyllis was relieved a lot... Continuous sound. Fortunately, this voice was similar to the previous voice outside, but not as powerful. After going on for a while, the sound disappeared and the gust of wind disappeared... Phyllis' feet stuck to the ground.woo woo... The sound appeared instantly, and the gust of wind appeared immediately. I was caught off guard before and naturally didn't say anything. At this time, after a short time, Felice had already swung the double-edged axe and slashed down fiercely. Woo... oh... What a strange sound, the moment Phyllis swung the double-edged axe, the wind suddenly died down... At this moment, the voice of Hukaman, who had been sleeping for a long time, appeared in Felice's mind: "Master, that's a dragon..." Hukaman finally woke up, the slumber ended, and the growth period was completed in an unbelievable short period of time. "Wait, wait for me!" Phyllis said. In the back, old Bond and Faraman pulled together. When the wind was light, Faraman finally landed on both feet. In the strong external force, the magician really had unavoidable disadvantages.Phyllis quickly immersed himself in consciousness. This kind of behavior was very familiar to him, so he was immersed in the Concentrated Energy Pill for an instant... In Ju Neng Pill, everything remains the same. In the golden-yellow space, blood-colored threads were floating, and Suribat and Shukaman, who were usually asleep, opened their eyes at this time. Hukaman has grown up. Compared to his original ugly appearance, he is now much wiser and more powerful. His thick scales are shining with halos, and his sharp claws are shining with cold light. It looks very powerful now. Suribat is still the gray after the change, but his eyes are much clearer. Originally, the gray is the whole person, but now he opened his eyes, the sharp and bright eyes pierced the halo. Looking over, he couldn't see that person , but those eyes are like needles piercing the soul! "teacher……" Phyllis looked at Sulibat, and had a strange feeling. Since he met Sulibat, Sulibat had been guiding him in everything. After Sulibat fell asleep, Felice was a little hesitant. Suliba Te nodded, what can he say to Phyllis? Even he himself wondered how he could become a lich-like existence in Shukaman's mouth, but the existence of a lich is something Suribat despises... Can you tell your students about your own changes?cannot! "I'm fine, it's Hukaman you're asking, isn't it?" Sulibat said very gracefully, not to mention that after he completely completed the transformation of the lich body, when Felice's consciousness was once again immersed in the concentrated energy pill, he felt strange fluctuations, which made him uncontrollable. . Phyllis didn't feel anything unusual, all he felt was the joy of seeing Hukaman and Sulibat wake up. Since meeting Sulibat, he has no memory of the past and has relied too much on Sulibat. But Sulibat began to fall asleep, so that Felice had a choice for many things, but he was very nervous at the beginning. At this time, Sulibat woke up, and Felice, who was in the canyon of death, suddenly felt confident. Feel. You know, even if Phyllis didn't say anything and acted very powerfully, he knew that he was a strange body without grudges and magic, and all he had was physical energy beyond theory. Before entering the Death Canyon, he had a mysterious summon. After entering the Death Canyon, the strong breath of death did not corrode him. Isn't that strange? Phyllis didn't know if Faraman and Old Bond felt anything, if they did, he was very grateful, they were probably waiting for him to confess; if not, he was even more curious, why all this? Especially, after learning from Lulu that he has the breath of death, Phyllis is not as strange to himself as he is vigilant to himself! He likes the current life very much, and he already knows that this continent worships demigods and despises demigods, and demigods do not belong to the admiration of this continent! However, he has the purest breath of death... As a result, Phyllis's heart was no longer pure, and his mind was disturbed by anxiety and confusion. What should he do?Phyllis didn't even have an answer himself. When he thought about it, he really hoped that Lulu's feeling was wrong, even if it was right, it was just an illusion! "Master, Wa Kaka, are you trying to make me not feel lonely? Wa Kaka, Master, I love you!" Hukaman's voice interrupted Phyllis' thoughts. The adult Hukaman didn't have the slightest sense of maturity. It coincides with the previous meat ball... It's really funny. Phyllis remembered his original intention of immersing himself in Concentrated Pill, and turned his eyes away from Sulibat. Sulibat woke up, but Sulibat had a strange sense of daze, which made Phyllis not want to interrupt him. "Is that voice a dragon?" Phyllis said: "You said it was a dragon, is it really..." Felice learned a lot from Cadman, the difference between a dragon and a dragon, and also knew that people in this continent are used to calling a dragon a dragon. Is it a dragon or a dragon?There is an essential difference! "Master, Wakaka, it's a broken dragon at most! Let me bully it!" Hukaman said loudly. "Remnant dragon?" Phyllis had heard of sub-dragons and dragons, but had never heard of such a thing as a disabled dragon. "The dragon being repaired, that cry is struggling, calling for help! Abyss Demon God! That guy has no self-respect to make such a sound, I! Hukaman! Abyss Black Dragon Prince, decided to punish it!" Hukaman yelled loudly. That astonishing roar turned out to be a dragon begging for help...