A subjugated princess will never die a vagabond

The range that the lantern can illuminate is less than five meters. When you look around, there are ghostly shadows floating in the darkness beyond the reach of the blue light, claustrophobic and depressing. Is it because of the sound of the cable that makes it difficult to tell whether it is The monster is at work, or the ego is hallucinating in delirium.

The breathable oxygen content in the dense fog was extremely low, and every time she took a breath, Cloris could feel the touch of the void filter out a large amount of pollutants.When alone in this dark environment, this feeling is especially clear and strong.But the girl has to question whether her brain is clear, and constantly confirm whether her spirit is normal.

Whether the touch of the void is helping him to breathe, or whether it has replaced his lungs and other internal organs, he must make a clear judgment between the two.If it is the latter, it means that the spirit veins are out of control, and she is being assimilated by the symbol.

The only thing that comforts her is that those dense lights have always followed her. In a depressing environment, there is such a reference, like a ship lost in the sea seeing the beacon light of a high tower, even though it knows that it is something to track her , the girl also felt extremely cute.

Without others as a reference, it is easy for people to doubt the reality at present.

"The fog is thicker than before, and the darkness in front of me makes me feel scared," Cloris said to herself to adjust her mentality, she shook her head with a smile, "It seems that I am not that brave."

In the depressive world, people can't feel their own existence, and can only feel life by burning and releasing.

But Cloris still restrained her strength, let the touch of the void cover her, and kept concealment that was better than nothing.

"Boom! Boom!"

"It's coming again!" Cloris gritted her teeth, it seemed that the light above her head had been guiding the giant beast before.

Fortunately, Guang'ai couldn't lock her completely, he could only limit a range, otherwise she would be overwhelmed by the light-tending monsters.

"Whoosh!"

Cloris was about to speed up her pace, when a beam of light suddenly brushed her cheek, she dodged sideways, the light shone on the woven skin, the bionic thread immediately softened and languished, stained with a layer of damaged gray .

The girl raised her head, and an eyeball with a diameter of nearly two meters stared at her with tentacles-like nerves. In an instant, Cloris' heart skipped a beat, and her spirit seemed to wither under this gaze, and she gradually had the idea of ​​hanging herself.

Cloris didn't dare to look any more, she lowered her head, but at this moment, a gust of flame flew out of the mist, and the Balrog pierced straight towards her chest like a long spear across thousands of mountains and rivers.

Cloris pulled out the knife and picked it up, the flame wave broke in front of the blade, the blade cut through the ribs, stuck in the Balrog's chest cavity, only an inch away from the heart, the demon held the blade tightly, three fingers were cut off, he The gushing blood turned into flowing molten liquid, enveloping Cloris.

She doesn't know how to use knives, and her knives skills are limited to slashing. Facing the complicated and changeable environment, the girl can't dance with the blade, and her speed is obviously far from the point where the only thing that can't be broken is fast. Luo Lisi let go of the handle, and the four Void Touches curled up beside her. The blinding crimson colored the invisible tentacles, and the moment the flames ignited from the Void Touches, a hint of panic suddenly appeared on the fierce and ferocious expression of the demon. .

The spear of the void shot out, piercing the Balrog's heart. For some reason, the moment the hellfire touched the demon, his muscles, which were harder than granite, collapsed like glutinous rice paper dissolved in water.

The stabbing of the Touch of the Void is not fast, but the Balrog was wounded by the explorers before, and now he was slashed by the blade of unknown material. Even if the mind can respond, the body has no time to dodge.

"Whoosh!"

The burning heart dissolved, and the death light shone down. Cloris rolled on the ground, and when she got up again, a touch of void rolled up the handle and pulled it out, entangled with the flames of hell and threw it into the sky.

"Hey!" After the beholder fell, Cloris immediately hunched over and retched.

Her stomach was convulsing, every cell in her body was trembling, the pain was unbearable, but her consciousness remained awake.The touch of the void shrank like a dried squid, and the flames of hell did not dissipate immediately, but burned the tentacles slapping wildly.

In the pain, even her consciousness became blurred, her soul seemed to be washed away by a tsunami, and the confetti-like memories were like hoes, plowing the most fragile soft flesh in her heart, but not planting anything, just Planed.

The sense of desperation inside and out blurs the boundary between reality and fantasy, and even more blurs her individuality as a person. She seems to be countless selves, performing the most heart-piercing pain in each episode.

However, that feeling is far from heart-piercing.

This is what hell brings, the collapse of consciousness and sensibility.

Cloris did not expect that in order to be able to kill the Balrog, she just used a little more power, causing her to lose control of her body, and every nerve was torn in severe pain.

The Palace of Consciousness was burning, and the ashes in the library were scattered one after another. Among the ashes, Cloris saw the elf with pointed ears sitting under the sun and sketching a black-haired beauty on the drawing board.

Different from the appearance of the girl in Faljar who was simple, thin, lacking in attire, and covered by forehead hair, the black-haired beauty on the drawing paper is fairer, more mature, graceful, kind and soft.

"Clores, Cloris, what kind of clothes do you like?" Xia Xia picked up the puppet, "How about a pink dress?"

All of a sudden, the puppet's seven orifices erupted with not-so-hot flames, and it struggled and let out a scream.

"Ah!" Xia Xia felt pain in her palm and dropped the puppet to the ground. At this moment, she saw the puppet twitching all over, and called out "Cloris" anxiously. Regardless of the pain, she dropped the puppet Picking it up from the ground, holding it in my arms, my little hands seemed to be plowed by an electric current, and tremblingly said, "I'm fine, don't be afraid, Cloris, I'm fine..."

"At this time... what?" Cloris stared at the two-year-old animal in front of her, feeling a little confused.

She couldn't tell whether it was an illusion or a dream, but when Xia Xia appeared, the warm touch shared her pain.

"Cloris!" Xia Xia held up the puppet in surprise.

The puppet asked, "Little guy, where am I?"

"At, uh... at home!"

"Damn it, I'm not dying from an illusion."

"Cloris?"

"..." The puppet fell silent. Whether it was an illusion or not, she still said, "You didn't hear what you said just now, do you understand?"

"why?"

"Children are not allowed to learn swear words from that fat woman Arista."

"Hoo..." Xia Xia nodded, her eyes gleaming under the sun, she asked, "Cloris, why are you inside the doll?"

"Why..." The puppet rubbed its aching head, "If this is not an illusion, the only explanation is the authority of dreams, the essence of wish, so does the succubus, and the fire of hell... Speaking of which, the original sin of the abyss also has its own power. The power of dreams exists."

"What?" Xia Xia tilted her head, "Cloris, are you trapped in the doll?"

"It's better to say why my consciousness can drift so far, if it's true..." The puppet said to herself, and she looked at the little animal, "Little guy, did you receive the letter I sent you? "

"Well, no."

"That's right, it's only been a month, and the speed of sending letters is not so fast." At this moment, the puppet didn't care what kind of battle existed outside of consciousness. She knew that happy memories can soothe pain, so she stretched out a pair of cotton wool. Rong's hand, "Xia Xia, let me hug you again, okay?"

"Ok!"

The little animal held the puppet in its arms.

Cloris gently kissed Xia Xia's cheek——

"Shh!"

Yinhe's horse swept across her face, if it wasn't for the early warning of the touch of the void, instinctively blocking in front of her, she would have been seriously injured if she didn't die.

The woman in the Milky Way wiped her forehead in disgust, held a dagger in her hand, and watched Cloris vigilantly: "Are you awake?"

The planner didn't know why this chick was going crazy, she suddenly twitched in place, without saying a word.She was approaching tentatively, but unexpectedly, she was approached all of a sudden.

Cloris opened her eyes, her brows were tightly furrowed, as if thinking of something, she said "Pooh" twice, and wiped her mouth with her sleeve.

The planner suddenly became furious: "What fire did you use before? Why did it make me feel the breath of hell?"

The planner has never seen hell. In more than 20 years of life, it is too late to have all the knowledge. The understanding of hell only comes from the connection behind the door and the devil itself when summoning the devil.

"You pestered me for so long, aren't you afraid of death?"

"Death? By you?" Planning sneered, "If you think you can use the mist to get rid of me, or even defeat me, this is probably your stupidest decision... The previous fire should be your last card, and you can still Use it a second time?"

The planner didn't understand the girl's state before, and didn't dare to take it lightly. Now that I think about it, it should be a side effect of her use of flames.

If there is a second time, she will definitely subdue the opponent with one blow, and will not waste a second chance.

"Could you just try it and you'll know?" Cloris, who had tried her best, was still calm, but her unnatural trembling betrayed her.

This is the sequelae of the severe physical pain just now.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The big black goat that was parasitized by the thousand-legged demon chased it over.

"Aren't you going to run away, or should we fight in another place?" The ground chirping sounded like a death knell.

"Run away if you're afraid," the planner laughed sinisterly, "Do you want to compare who will survive under the hooves of the giant beast first?"

"boom!"

"Ka-Ka-Ka-Ka-"

Intensive voices sounded, and the terrifying mental storm destroyed people's will.

Cloris said in a low voice: "Even if you want to be buried here, you should die first."

"Then you just stand here, giggling," the planner laughed wildly, she opened her hands, and a creature from the spirit world emerged from the galaxy, "I know you are a dream walker, but your attainments are far worse than mine. It's totally worth mentioning!"

She was leaning sideways at this moment, covering the Milky Way behind her, blocking the blind spot of Cloris' vision, so that the girl didn't know what was being written on it.

Cloris, who had just been tortured by the flames of hell, was exhausted. She watched every move she planned, but the other party did not intend to move.

If she escapes first, it will be easy for the other party to catch her.

However, the giant beast was already very close, and every loud noise stepped on Cloris' psychological defense.

"Flee!" In the end, it was Cloris who couldn't hold back, the girl rushed forward two steps, and saw the plan coming with Yinhe, but the latter was suddenly taken aback, and for some reason, she suddenly lost the girl's trace.

"boom!"

The big black goat rushed towards the dense bait in the sky.

At this time, a thick and indescribably thick thorn pierced towards the big black goat wrapped in mist. Dirty black blood splattered all over the sky. The foul-smelling blood blocks it.

The Book on the Galaxy wrote: "Frenzy and Prismotan share a common 'recipe', and Prismotan, which feeds on the soul, does not welcome the visit of the Millipede Demon."

"Prismotan has always been by my side." Planning is not worried that the giant beast will take a fancy to her "ant". She is wary of Cloris' attack, thinking, "Is it moving, or am I being attracted?" ?”

But in the thick fog, the planning has been unable to verify the speculation.

As a behemoth born in the mist, Prismotan has too many undiscovered characteristics, each of which has different powers, and the knowledge recorded in ancient books cannot be fully applied.

At this time, the crimson touch of the void suddenly slapped at the planner.

The Galaxy phantom summoned the star vortex in front of him, dispelling the power of the tentacles.

Cloris staggered out.She used [hide and seek] to avoid detection and attention, but due to too much use in a short period of time, the girl's spirit has already appeared in a trance.

The only "luck" is that the fire of hell was able to make her wake up a little bit through the double pain of body and soul.

Of course, it won't work like before, so Cloris adjusted her strength and only used very weak flames. Although the damage was limited, at least she wouldn't be in the same embarrassment as before.

"You're good at hiding, girl." The planner said in a nasty voice.

Just being irradiated by the light of hellfire, she felt a faint phantom pain on her face.

As the plan was pressing on, Cloris stepped back and said, "Are you really going to die?"

"Where did your previous confidence go?" Planner smiled slightly, but her eyes were gloomy. She left earlier, and the Galaxy phantom followed her like a shadow. "Now even if you kneel down and beg me for mercy, I won't give you mercy."

"What happened to the giant beast that just died?" Cloris asked.

She was worried that the other party had other unknown characteristics, but it didn't look like that.

Otherwise, this woman would not have shot herself.

"When you crawl on the ground and kiss my toes," Milky Way floats, plotting to appear wherever the Milky Way reaches, she stabs at Cloris from the left, and the Galaxy Phantom attacks from the right, she savagely Shouted, "I'll tell you why again!"

440. Lost

Although she lost five familiar servants, her planning strength has not really weakened much, and in her view, Cloris is at the end of her rope, and it will be a matter of time before she is cornered.

Planning to attack Cloris, he sped up his actions.

She can escape the fog through the dreamland, but this is not absolute. As the fog gets thicker, the fog will also interfere with the dream world, so it is necessary to deal with the girl in front of her as soon as possible and lock her into her "door" to be enslaved.

Planning's actual combat ability is extremely poor, and the dagger is only an alchemy weapon that can better utilize the Galaxy Phantom. In terms of the use of weapons, she is almost the same as Cloris.

Seeing the touch of the void blocking her and the phantom's attacks from left and right, planning her eyes to focus, her pupils split like a kaleidoscope, the mental storm was like a mountain roaring and a tsunami, an unrivaled sense of shock and fear flooded Cloris' mind.

Cloris froze, and was cut across her shoulders by the phantom of the Milky Way. Fortunately, she was determined enough, and she was also a [Dream Walker]. of.

The girl swung her knife to split the planning dagger, and the silk thread caught on the streamlined grass slope not far away, dragging on the ground, and fled towards the mountain.

"Idiot." The planner cursed secretly.

Cloris's will is stronger than she imagined, and the usual "terror" and "deterrence" cannot really work. She must find a countermeasure to make the girl's heart fall, so that she can further invade.

But I didn't expect this little girl to climb on Prismotan.

Now, there are too many variables in the dense fog that the planning has not grasped, and her divination ability has no time to detect all the variables one by one. This is the second time she has seen a giant beast like Prismotan, and it is the first time. Being so close to the body of the giant beast, the planner has no idea what dangers there are in it.

That is beyond the knowledge boundaries of mortals, and manpower is not yet capable of studying such creatures.

Prismotan is not invincible, the point is, it only walks in the mist.And the fog can increase the crisis exponentially.

Cloris climbed up the hill, and she found that it was not a mere grassy slope. The broad leaves hanging down did not grow from the "soil", but draped down from the hill, and the lantern could not see the bottom. She put the thread To 50 meters away, there is still no end.

It's hard to describe it with blades of grass.

It's wet and slippery up there, the air is thin and polluted, and it smells not exactly foul, but not nice either.

Cloris injected herself with an anti-radiation injection as insurance, allowing the touch of the void to circulate the medicinal liquid throughout her body.

However, anti-radiation Ning is aimed at the most common radiation brought by the source force, in order to prevent the crystallization of the human body, and in this relic environment, besides crystallization, there are various kinds of radiation brought by radiation. Curse, some special radiations are not something that Anti-radiation Ning can deal with.

Cloris suddenly felt that the fog on this mountain was different from other places. She climbed more than [-] meters carefully, but did not feel the existence of the load, that is to say, the distance of a few meters or even more than ten meters perpendicular to the surface of the hillside, " The "mysterious" environment is closer to the same and more stable.Also, Void Touch is sharper here and can "see" farther.