Fantasia of the Sky

Chapter 1747 Star 5
test?

Or... the second time?

What about the first test?

The star slowly landed on the ground with the illusion——towards the direction of Disteril.

Seeing the appearance of Xing, the three of them estimated that Disterrell would not be aggressive, so they also rushed towards her.

"Haha, it's really not worth it to almost risk your life because of your own decision." Disterrell looked at Huanmeng with a complex expression and smiled wryly, "That's right, the two of us are just giving you the final test. "

"What are you talking about..." Huanmeng didn't have the slightest liking for the person in front of him, "If you fail the test, will you kill the four of us? You are really vicious enough."

"How dare I, if I dared to do something to you, your sister would have skinned me alive..." Disteril said, pointing to Huanmeng's wrist—on the latter's wrist, with the A gemstone bracelet that was given to her since the two of them first met in the Floating Continent: "Your sister asked me to give you that bracelet; it contains a protective function composed of the power of dreams." Once the enchantment is unfolded, nothing can harm you."

"The power of dreams..." Huanmeng nodded lightly. She is quite clear about the fact that her sister can use the power of dreams; ...Thinking of this, Huanmeng looked at her sister again: Sure enough, she is not slacking off on her own safety issues at all.

Xing smiled and touched Huanmeng's head, and the latter smiled sweetly and rubbed back and forth: "My baby sister, of course you have to protect it~"

"You spoiled her too much, that's why you encountered so much trouble at the beginning." Disterrell wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, Huameng noticed this detail, and looked a little more serious—but still Xing's arms do not intend to move.

"Anyway, now she has the strength to match her responsibility." Xing's expression became a little more serious, "Maybe you are not clear enough about the radiation damage of the ominous stone?"

"Yeah, I really underestimated this group of... surface people." Disterrell said, covering his stomach, "It's really uncomfortable... It can't be completely repaired with magic power, it can only be forced delay further damage."

"With this degree of injury, even with the power of dreams, there is no way to completely repair it." Xing looked at Disterrell and said, "At most, it can only last your life for a few decades, and you have to I have been using all my magic power to maintain my own functions, and when my body wants to move, it will cause severe pain, the more intense the movement, the stronger the pain... Well, are you going to accept it?"

"Accept, of course I accept. Yes, I also want to live, even if I don't have magic power." Disteril glanced at the panting Night Breeze who just ran here quickly: "What do you think? What about it? Do you have to cut my neck to make you vent your anger?"

"No... I don't think so." Night Breeze gasped heavily, "I feel that letting this executioner die quickly will make her cheaper... Let her live for a few more decades My sin, this will relieve my anger a bit! Xing, how painful will it be?"

"To make a more appropriate analogy~ the usual pain is like tearing off the skin, and when you move, it's like tearing the flesh off the bone."

"That's so exhilarating!"

(End of this chapter)