Alien world

Chapter 80 Chapter 79. Towards Countless Possibilities

"Here's a living creature!"

Turning over the body, François finds a dying assailant.

Annan and Michael approached the attacker who was turned over by François.The poor man's facial features were foaming with pink blood, and his chest was sunken. It could be seen that Klein did it.

"Help me..." The assailant begged Annan, who was out of patience, "I know a lot..."

"Who sent you?" Michael asked him.

"...Ms. Wine."

Michael and Annan looked at each other, and Annan asked puzzledly, "Why did the wine lady attack me?"

The dying assailant spoke more and more slowly: "She wants you...to conflict with Al...Medo...save me...please..."

"Ahem...my Joe..."

He whispered a name that was precious in his life, and gradually lost his voice, his sunken chest no longer rose and fell, and the cloudy eyes that lost his spirit reflected the crows on the branches.

It was not the first time Annan saw dead people, and the corpses were everywhere, but the remorse and memory of this man before his death still touched him.

It was an insignificant episode in the lives of others, and indeed the end of the life of the dead.

"Ashes to ashes... dust to dust..." Annan whispered softly.

Michael and Klein walked away temporarily.He thought that Annan would be depressed for a while, but he didn't expect Annan to follow up soon.

After finishing the sacrifice, Katarina stuffed the ulna back into her arm from her palm, twisted her wrist to reset the ulna, retrieved her long sword as if nothing had happened, and cut off the head of the attacker leader.

When Annan lifted the corpse's head and exposed the neck, she turned her head to look at the snow-capped mountains in the distance, and asked without looking back, "Isn't the dwarf's head better?"

Katarina's response was accompanied by the terrifying sound of meat being cut:
"This is my trophy."

Michael frowned and said to Katarina, who was acting brutally, "You and your booty ride in the baron's carriage."

Francois, who was recovering arrows at the edge of the clearing, stopped and shouted, "I have no objection."

"Are those corpses still useful?" Michael asked again.

When he got the answer, he rummaged through the pockets of the assailant's corpse, as a mercenary would, but not at all like a mage.

It's just that none of them have any valuables, at most silver coins and copper coins, and the fireball technique that attacked them was just a magic scroll.

The most valuable is the plate armor of the raider leader.Michael asked Katharina to take it off and throw it on the carriage, and then began to dispose of the body.

Michael took out the cloth bag from the magic robe, and evenly sprinkled the crystal powder inside on the corpses of the dwarf Stephen and the attacker.

"Profane crystals so they don't become undead or corrupt."

Michael explained to Annan who was looking at the forest not far away, and then suddenly asked: "Do you believe it?"

Annan knew that Michael was not referring to the blasphemy crystal but the last information revealed by the attacker.

"I have no idea……"

It sounds like a lame provocation for the attackers to say "instigated by the wine lady", but they are just a group of deceived senders, neither strong nor determined.If they hadn't just dealt with Stephen Dwarf, Klein and Katarina would have been able to deal with them without defense.

These attackers have no reason to withhold information from their underlying customers.

Annan is more inclined that a self-proclaimed wine lady hired them...

"Do you have any advice?"

"My suggestion is, don't trust anyone." Michael gave advice to Annan's wise mage: "Whether Orr... that person, or the lady of wine, or me, Fast, or Victor, don't want anyone else. trust it completely."

"why?"

"We are not strong enough to get rid of the influence of the outside world. Maybe it is benefit, maybe it is coercion... This world is like an ocean, we will always be driven by the eddy involuntarily, and it will hurt you at any time, but only our own power can not will hurt you."

"I see."

Having dealt with the area thoroughly, they returned to the wagon on the side of the road.

However, because of her serious injuries, Katarina got into the Mage Tower carriage.Under the illumination of the magic lamp, Annan could clearly see Katarina's hideous wounds all over her body.

"Your injury..."

"These are symbols of glory... the great king of men is watching me." Katarina's voice trembled.The wound wasn't even treated, but it wasn't bleeding anymore.

"Human King?"

"It's best not to find out."

Michael interrupted Annan's curiosity, and simply explained: "They claim that the world we live in is a bubble, and there are many bubbles floating in the void outside the world, some of which inhabit human beings, and some inhabit alien races. , some inhabit demons, insect swarms, and some bubbles are monsters as big as the world."

bubble?planet?
Annan was a little curious, but Katarina's miserable appearance made him give up asking further questions.

"So what's beyond the world?"

"It's none of my business." Michael's answer was like a mage's shame. "Mages who have not become legends will not live much longer than ordinary people. Why should I be curious about scenes that I can't see in my lifetime?"

"Don't mages yearn for deep space?"

"But what if the ants go crazy when they see the starry sky exposed..." Michael said meaningfully.

Back in Breeze City, Francois investigated the identity of the attacker, and quickly found clues—following the clues, Francois even locked on the last whispered name of the dying attacker: Joyner.

They then found Joyner's residence.Lest their arrival be noticed, only François and Catherine approached the Joyner in disguise.

Ten minutes later, Katarina returned to the carriage.

"Damn her..."

"why?"

"Being cowardly and cowardly in the face of bullying is worse than dying..."

Annan watched Katarina whispering hatefully, and made some guesses.

Knowing that François was about to deal with Joyner, they left the carriage and went to the yard.

Francois' threatening whispers came faintly from the room:

"Madam, you don't want your husband to know about you and his brother, do you?"

"He already knew." Opposite Francois, the bruised woman said numbly, "Why do you think he treats me like this...he forced me to please his younger brother, but then vented his anger on me... "

"Take this bottle of medicine, as long as you let your husband take it, he will obey... You also really want to see my husband who has always ravaged you be crushed by me?"

The woman raised her head, and the bloodshot eyes were scarlet with vengeance: "What you said is true?"

Francois went back outside and met Annan's strange gaze.

"Is what you said true?"

"Of course not, Lord King of the North." Francois explained terrified, "The medicine just makes people sleepy."

(End of this chapter)