Siren Blade

Chapter 62 Destined
One of them recognized me with wide-eyed eyes, and asked overjoyedly, "Are you the one who helped escort our team a month ago?"

Turns out he was a survivor back then.

One month... The survivors here have a better understanding of time than the two fallen survivors they met before.

In my sense of time, it has not been a day since I helped Saber Tooth escort the survivor team last time.Ordinary different spaces would not be staggered to such an extent, which is obviously also the bizarre characteristic of the fog demon.

"Do you know him?" The person next to me probably joined me later, he observed me in surprise, "You said he helped escort me, could it be..."

"Yes, he is also a superpower like Mr. Saber Tooth!" The person who recognized me was very excited.

"Wait, isn't the one who suddenly attacked us last week also a superpower?" The person next to him said calmly, "You should watch here first, I'm going to report it."

After speaking, he turned around and entered the stronghold.The person who recognized me was embarrassed, as if he wanted to let me in first, and he couldn't make his own decision.I comforted him a few words, then stood there and waited.Not long after, another person came out from the stronghold.Not a saber tooth, but a middle-aged man with a majestic face.

This person seems to be a person who can talk here, and he should also be in the survivor team at that time. After he recognized me, he showed surprise, and with some concerns, he asked tentatively: "Excuse me What is the relationship with Mr. Saber Tooth? Mr. Saber Tooth said that he is an official person, are you too?" Maybe they have asked me about Saber Tooth before, but the reaction of Saber Tooth must not be very good.

I took out the suggestive work ID and handed it over.He breathed a long sigh of relief after careful inspection, and led us into the stronghold.

There are a lot of survivors gathered in the stronghold.The middle-aged man introduced to me that nearly a hundred people have been protected here.But the faces of those people are not very good-looking, not malnourished or sick, but extremely depressed psychologically.Obviously they are all in a hopeless mood for the future, and it is likely that they no longer believe that there will be rescue, and they no longer believe that there will be a chance to escape from the fog.

"Mr. Saber Tooth was also seriously injured and can't continue his activities. If this place is attacked again, maybe..." The middle-aged man said bitterly, with a hint of asking me for help in his tone.

At the same time, I also learned from him that Saber Tooth only spoke to a few people here about the difference in the flow of time inside the Mist.Perhaps he judged that publishing such a problem that he could not solve would only disturb people's hearts.But he still managed to establish a new time consensus in the stronghold.While the new time consensus is still problematic, it's better than nothing.

"Can you take me to see Saber Tooth?" I am very concerned about the serious injury of Saber Tooth.Although the hunter said that he injured the saber tooth, he never said that it was so injured that he could not move.Looking at the hunter's expression, he was also very surprised by this.

The middle-aged man took us to the lounge deep in the stronghold.The room was filled with the smell of drugs, and there was a bed inside, and Saber Tooth was lying on it panting, but unconscious, he didn't even notice that someone came in, and his sword was placed beside the bed.He was injured all over, and there were multiple fractures on his body. Although he was treated with bandages and splints, they were only emergency.

And I also felt that his wound exuded a curse smell, which cannot be treated by ordinary medicine and treatment.Curses are so common in the warlock world that they don't even require special learning.When a warlock personally hurts others with a strong killing intent, the killing intent will combine with spirituality and turn into a curse, making the wound heavier and more complicated.The incurable wounds inflicted by the Siren Blade can also be considered a particularly powerful curse.

"Let me treat it." I took out the healing talisman paper from my arms, and stuck them on Saber Tooth's body one by one.The middle-aged man seemed to be worried that he would affect my "casting of spells", so he stepped back outside the door to help me watch out.Seeing this, Joan retreated in accordance with the atmosphere.

The hunter said in a low voice: "I didn't expect him to be injured like this..."

Isn't this the wound he made?I glanced at him.But he observed the saber teeth meticulously, as if he had figured it out first, and then said: "So that's it...he was trying to hold on."

His eyes turned back and forth between me and Saber Tooth again. I felt that he probably knew about Saber Tooth's past hatred for me, but in the end he didn't mention that matter, but continued the topic just now.

"The sword tooth in Tianhe City, I have heard about him before... I heard that the source of his power is that sword, and that sword is a weapon passed down from generation to generation in his family, and it is infused with the power of generations of users. Spirituality. Quite a few warlock families pass on their power to their offspring in this way. Because the source of power is external, even if your body is seriously injured, you can still exert your full strength, and you will not be affected by your own power. Physical strength is limited, so you can fight for a long time." He sighed, "At that time, he was fighting me and those demons while protecting the survivors, so he inevitably suffered some attacks. But I don't think his actions have any effect, I don't know he has already It's the end of my strength. My fighting method can't last, seeing that I can't take it in a short time, I chose to retreat. I didn't expect him to be able to hold on to that point."

"Is there anything you can do to heal him?" I asked.Judging from the curative effect of the healing talisman paper, it can only prevent his wound from getting worse, and it is impossible to cure it.Must first try to remove the curse.

The hunter shook his head, "I know some simple curse spells, but I can't deal with these curses. Most of the curses in his wounds are left by the demons in the fog, and the real source is the demons of the fog. To make the curses disappear, The demon of the mist must be destroyed first."

"I heard that you used to be very good at tracking and investigating. The warlock criminals you found could never escape your tracking no matter where they went. Do you have any ideas about finding the succubus?" I asked.

"My awareness has long since regressed, and I can't perform as strong a tracking skill as it used to be, but..."

"but?"

"If there is a warlock with awareness close to me in the past, I can help him use the tracking technique. He doesn't need to know it himself, I can help him do all the preparations. I can also synchronize the results he sensed to me and Others, I used the same method to synchronize the results I sensed to my teammates.” Speaking of which, he glanced at me, and then said, “Judging from previous battles, your awareness should be better than now. I am much stronger, maybe..."

I see.According to the information, he has long been unable to use his previous tracking ability, but he was able to help the succubus track me in the mist before, relying on this trick.

While this is great news,...

"My perception is only good in combat, and in terms of tracking... maybe I can only play at less than half of the level." I roughly calculated.

"Is it really the awareness of the combat specialty... then it won't work." The hunter sighed, "Saber Tooth is eligible, as long as he recovers his temporarily reduced awareness, but..."

No wonder he delayed proposing it until now, it turned out that he had foreseen it long ago.

As for Saber Tooth, even if he meets the conditions, he can't do it in his current state.

I am both awed and humbled by his self-sacrifice and self-sacrifice for protecting those survivors.

I used to think that it would be nice if he was an Avenger as evil as Old Bones, then maybe I could justifiably fight back and condemn him when he got revenge.And he proved once again how despicable my expectations were with his actions.

"Who...Where is who?" Suddenly, Saber Tooth spoke.

I thought he had woken up, but he was still unconscious, murmuring some gibberish sleep talk.He also seemed to be dreaming of his father, the law enforcement warlock who was once chopped up by my own hands.

"Your father...what was he like?" I asked.

"My father...he is the one who punishes rape and eliminates evil...a very powerful magician of law enforcement. He will never forgive any bad person, and never wrong any good person..." he read as if talking to himself, "he Teach me... to make me a... who can live up to my heart..."

Before he finished speaking, he passed out again.

Be worthy of my own heart... I muttered this sentence silently in my heart.

Perhaps, I should also make up my mind.
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Having said that, there is actually one more person who meets the conditions for casting the hunter tracking technique.

That's Joan.

"Me?" After I told him the matter, he pointed to himself in shock.

I nodded, "It's you."

Even before Saber Tooth and me, he passively foresaw the fog that is now enveloping Daylight Town with his strong awareness.Although he is not a warlock, he is definitely up to the standard in terms of awareness.

I asked Joan and Hunter for their opinion.The hunter did a simple test and quickly confirmed that Joan was eligible.It's true that there is no way out after mountains and rivers, and there is another village with dark willows and flowers.And just like what the hunter said in advance, there is no need for Joan to take risks to accompany me to track down the succubus. The hunter has a way to synchronize the results he sensed to me through the air.

But while I'm away, the hunter will stay in the stronghold and take charge of the guard.Due to Saber Tooth's serious injury and coma, the barrier he set up in the stronghold is actually very unstable, and there are many flaws that cannot be ignored.Maybe it didn't take long for me to deal with the succubus, but for the stronghold, many days may have passed.If there is a demon invasion during this period, it is inevitable that there will be heavy casualties.The hunter has a way to replace the saber teeth to provide power for the barrier and restore the barrier to a perfect state.

It's just that during this time, he had to sit in the center of the barrier, and he couldn't maintain the hidden state.As a last resort, I had no choice but to introduce him to those who are now maintaining order in the stronghold.

Although the hunter was bruised and swollen by me, the most indispensable thing here is an enemy that he can recognize even when he turns to ashes.

"Why did he appear here? And he said that he will protect us!" Someone got up angrily, and looked at the hunter with hatred.Although the hunters attacked the stronghold before with saber teeth, the latter's fighting style was not the type that was good at protecting others, and there must have been a lot of casualties in the stronghold.

The hunter lowered his head in pain, not daring to meet the eyes of others.

"He is also an official combatant. He was brainwashed by the culprit who spread the fog before, but he has recovered his sobriety now." I said, "He is the only one who can protect you from now on."

"I'm sorry, we still can't forgive him, and we can't trust him even more." When Saber Tooth was away, the middle-aged man seemed to be the leader here. Say, "Aren't you going to stay?"

"I must go to the source of the fog," I said.

"Can't you wait with us for help from the outside world?" the middle-aged man asked.

I asked back, "Do you still think there will be rescue from the outside world?"

He was silent.

"...we need a meeting," he said. "Give us some time, please."

Their internal meeting didn't last long, and the middle-aged man appeared in front of me soon and agreed to my proposal.

Assuming the hunters really harbored ill intentions for the stronghold, they wouldn't be able to keep it out with just a "don't let him in" slogan.What's more, they are already at the end of the road and have no more choices.

They also gave me Sabertooth's remaining poison against the Demon of Mist, a small half bottle of dark green liquid in a glass bottle.I heard it was found while doing emergency treatment for Saber Tooth.They didn't know what it was at first, I only thought of it when I asked them about the poison.The hunter also confirmed that this is the poison mentioned earlier. It only needs to be applied on the weapon to add spiritual poison to the weapon.I tried it a little bit, and after applying the poison, even if the Siren Blade is re-summoned, the poison will still remain for a certain period of time.Although it is no longer of decisive use, but it is considered to be in case of emergency, so I bring it with me.

Almost ready, the hunter drew a magic circle on the floor deep in the stronghold, motioning Joan and me to stand inside.

During this period, the survivors also gathered and watched all this silently.Some of them looked like they were going to eat him alive, so that the hunter could only lower his head and look on the floor, his body became more and more stooped.

Joan seemed to be afraid that he would mess up the spellcasting, showing anxiety, but couldn't hide his anticipation and excitement for participating in the spellcasting.He walked into the center of the circle with me, while the hunter squatted on the edge of the circle, pressing his hands to the ground.

The magic circle began to glow blue, and I closed my eyes.In the darkness, there seemed to be a looming light path, guiding me in the direction.

This is the result of Joan's awareness, but it was synchronized into my consciousness.When I opened my eyes again, that light path still existed in my consciousness.It's like listening to a song for a long time, even if you take off the headphones, you will still hear the lyrics and tune.The illusion-like light path extends endlessly forward.

At the end of the light path is where the succubus is.

I nodded to Joan, and signaled the hunter to continue, then turned and left the stronghold, moving at full speed along the light path.With a snap of my fingers, the stronghold building was hidden in the thick fog behind me, and I continued to move forward into the depths of the fog.

Bairi Town was not a big town in the first place.But as a certain writer once said, no matter how small a forest is, once lost in it, it is equivalent to an infinite forest.The mist also made Bairi Town present a vast and boundless illusion.But once the direction is clear, at my speed, it doesn't take long to get anywhere.

It didn't take long before I broke into an underground parking lot.There is no light here, and for ordinary people, you can't see your fingers, but I have night vision ability.With just a glance, I saw the succubus hiding in the depths.

The succubus standing in the darkness closed its eyes as if meditating.It doesn't look like it's merged with the Mist Demon at all. At first glance, it looks the same as before.But I feel that there is an invisible and profound connection between her and the mist, just like the heart and the body cannot be separated from each other.

When my eyes fell on her, she probably sensed that her life was in danger, opened her eyes, and then showed a shocked expression, "Why did you find this place!"

Without a word, I summoned the Siren Blade and anointed it with any remaining poison from the saber teeth.Her complexion changed drastically, and she stepped back stiffly.Immediately, I pointed the weapon at her and threw it out rapidly, and at the same time I rushed towards her at full speed.

As expected of being fused with the Demon of Mist, she swiftly avoided this killing move, turned around and ran away.

"It's hard... It's hard to get this power..." She screamed loudly, "I will never die here!"

But, sorry.

From the moment I found this place, her fate was sealed.

(End of this chapter)