Academic Gathering with Lich Colleagues

Chapter 770 Rosa the Exile

"Do not hate, do not be angry."

"Resentment is evil poison, anger is disaster."

Inside the tent, the girl was holding a string of rusty brass bracelets, kneeling on the ground and chanting.The eyes under the hood slowly opened, and the amber eyes regained their agility.

The door curtain was pulled open at this moment, and a young man with his luggage on his back stepped forward quickly. When he saw the girl's eyes, his originally dignified expression eased a lot.

"Are you praying again, Rosa, you are doing nothing."

Rosa wrapped the bracelet around her wrist, turned around and began to pack her bags.

"It's not in vain, Jeremiah, the Lord God exists. It must be the grace of the Lord God that we were able to leave the scarlet phantom intact. If not, everyone will die because of my mistake." Rosa recalled The bloody monster a few days ago, the ominous nightmare that lingered in the land of Posuva.As the guide, she actually led everyone to hell. During the few days shrouded in blood, Rosa prayed in guilt and despair.

Jeremiah also thought of the tall blood-red phantom, and the trembling that stayed between his fingers made Jeremiah change the subject.

"We're leaving, I... my father is approaching us..."

Sadness appeared in Rosa's eyes. She carried her bag and was wearing a long-distance windbreaker. "Uncle Bradley, Jeremiah, you will be the guide next."

Jeremiah frowned. His twisted eyebrows looked ten years older, and he got rid of his youthful face and became more mature and reliable. "Rosa, that was just a mistake. Everyone still trusts you. Don't listen to those rumors. You have more experience than me. You are the best guide."

Rosa blinked her eyes and smiled unconsciously. She grabbed Jeremiah's flustered hand and patted it lightly.

"I'm not escaping, Jeremiah, I just... I have an idea. I want to leave everyone and do something within my power. Jeremiah, I need you to lead everyone well until I come back."

"Where are you going?" The inner resistance made the young man's voice a little louder.

"I want to go to the place mentioned in the parchment, maybe I can get some help there, medicine or food that is useful to us, or even, a better future."

"You want to take risks for an illusory goal? Rosa." Jeremiah said distressedly, "The former leader would not let you do this. We all hope you are well."

When the two left the tent, they saw a barren land in front of them. The expressions of the sallow and emaciated people were numb, and the sky in the distance was stained with smoke and dust. Rosa's appearance caught everyone's attention. She smiled sweetly and gave Jeremiah a gentle smile. Said: "I have never understood why everyone has trust in me and my father, but I understand that I can't live up to this trust. Uncle Bradley said that my father was once a royal family. I used to feel ridiculous. But now, I believe That's true, Jeremiah, that's a sense of purpose, and I want to make life better for everyone. Maybe, my blood can help me in my adventure, after all, my father said that once Posuwa But it's magical."

Jeremiah let go of Rosa's hand, and his smile was a bit forced.

"You won't let me go, will you? I know I can't persuade you, I'm just an ordinary person."

"Everyone needs you more than I do, Jeremiah, wait for me to come back, Mr. Second Best Guide."

Jeremiah shook his head helplessly, shaking the induction bracelet on his right hand, "You can always find us, and I will ask someone to pray for you until you come back safely."

Rosa looked at his back and couldn't help telling, "Be careful, your goals are bigger than mine, so be careful."

Jeremiah glared at her, "You too."

……

Lyle was watching the transformation performance of the phantom. [Snake] took her children dancing in the atrium. Flowers and fruits bloomed from the hovering body. The shiny parts were refined beeswax. The huge body of [Snake] did not disturb A well-tended flower-bed, for all the flowers are with her a surging tide.The swaying dandelion seeds are falling in the air, and the bees and butterflies are active in the dance music.

Lyle spirals into self-doubt.He hugged the hungry ghost Nia who was about to move, and communicated with the shadow under his feet.

"What was I doing just now?"

[Use the Invisible Son to teach Phantom how to deform and fight. 】

"Ah, I remembered." Lyle ignored the tentacles that were pushing hard on his cheek, and kept a calm expression on his distorted face.Because he couldn't deduce the phantom's construction ceremony, Lyle could only find another way to improve the strength of the group, such as letting them try to master the talent of fighting.Not being malicious doesn't mean you can't hurt people. Elephants walking can also trample ants to death.The phantom race is not weak in terms of race value, their abilities are equivalent to the weakened servants of the gods, the invisible sons.Transformation, combination, assimilation, and energy transfer are all excellent abilities, and a little grinding can produce powerful destructive power.Moreover, Lyle also had a ready-made teacher, and the invisible son who had been dissected countless times was requisitioned again. Together with their host, they designed a set of destructive moves called [Destruction Storm].

The Invisible Son transforms into a free basic unit and deforms and reorganizes within a certain range. The frequency of the deformation combination can be equal to the speed of the wings of a hummingbird. It is inevitable to bring some other sundries in the high-speed separation combination.So much so that after the dance, the invisible son grew up a circle, indicating that he needed to digest after eating too much.It's like a big net that expands and tightens, tightens, opens and tightens, and there is always something to catch.

"Oh, why are you eating people when you dance?" "Why are you so careless?" "Forget it, pay attention next time, it's okay, you are still a good boy, it's just a small mistake." Lyle had already thought about it In other words, the smirking leader of the clan has arranged how to comfort the phantoms who are hurt in their hearts.

As a result, the Phantom Clan maintains a grand perfect ball.They are light on their feet.A storm blew up in the center, and precisely avoided every bug.In a deliberately created meat grinder, the blades and pieces of meat coexist harmoniously, Lyle was a little lost, "Can this be empty? Are you a phantom master of skills?"

Lyle pinched the nape of Nia's neck, and pulled out a consciousness unit of the invisible child from it.

"You guys promised me that this Destroyer Storm will be amazingly destructive. I'm really surprised, it's not hurt."

The Invisible Son also felt aggrieved.

"Great Son of God, I can only say that this group of deformed freaks are unbearable. They are not worthy to share your glory. Protecting others has become the instinct of this group of aliens. This kind of profound self-management has allowed them to evolve to the point where we can't understand This group of incompetent creatures can really do anything in order not to hurt others."

Lyle released Nia, and she used all her tentacles to rush into the sea of ​​flowers like a roller to enjoy her nectar and fruits. [Snake] lightly caught the crazy big octopus, moved every tentacles to avoid flying insects, He hugged Nia like feeding a baby.

Lyle looked at the discarded Invisible Son consciousness unit the size of a teacup in his hand, and proposed a new idea.

"The phantom's skills are obviously much better than your servants of God, why don't you learn how to be harmless from them."

The Invisible Son showed resistance.

"That won't work. Eating is to accumulate strength and evolve. This is a god-given instinct. If you don't hurt people, that's going against the oracle, and that's letting me die. Give up the instinct of assimilation, and just die."

Lyle let go of his hand, allowing the invisible son to lie dormant in his shadow, looking at the commotion in the atrium, and smiled helplessly.

"It's not in a hurry, let's go back to Naslan first. Let Wall give up the group of exiles, and he has to express it to his mistress."

[That's the question, who is the hostess. 】

"Shut up, other me."

(End of this chapter)