Netheril's Glory Chapter 375

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Chapter 375 Interlude.

Grey Rain Country Grey Swamp, in the mentor area of ​​the Thinking of Truth branch.

Maybe it’s because of the legendary love, maybe it’s just because of a simple miracle, being in the boundless darkness and despair, when Micaka’s voice once again sounded in Anya’s ears, it seemed like a girl who heard the sound of heaven. She slowly woke up. At this moment, in her field of vision, the road ahead was no longer just a boundless emptiness and darkness. Instead, at the end of that darkness, a beam of almost invisible light suddenly swayed and ignited. Up.

"Micaka..."

Like a desperate traveler who was caught in the mud but saw the life-saving straw, Anya, whose eyes once again ignited the flame of hope, almost instinctively stretched out her hand to the light spot, and countless large dark hands began to slowly loosen their confinement, and most of her body was already submerged. The dark girl broke through the fetters of despair once again.

"Although it's out of reach, but... even a butterfly fighting fire, I can't give up looking up at the stars"!

Grasping the dying light with all his strength, the girl made an angry cry from the bottom of her heart with all her strength...The next moment, with the snow-like brilliance slowly scattered, the darkness around the girl finally disappeared.

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"Anya, Anya, are you awake... Anya, great, we succeeded"!

Kneeling on the cold ground of the laboratory, Mijiaka looked at the girl with gentle eyes, although Anya's expression was still somewhat confused at this time. The magic lights in the small laboratory were not caused by Mijiaka's soul. Stability has also become dim and flickering, but, under a little bit of gentle lighting, Micaka feels that this ignorant Anya is more affectionate.

I have to admit that even at the level of the official-level mage, Micaka, as a thirteenth-level spellcaster, is absolutely qualified to stand in the ranks of "outstanding", and Anya's soul qualification and willpower are even more geniuses. It is precisely because these two “geniuses” have fought desperately for so long under the favor of luck, this “battle” which was completely unexpected by Micaka finally did not evolve into the worst result.

Although the power has been temporarily relieved, it barely survived a burst of negative energy. Micaka felt that he had never been so powerless and weak. Overdrawing the magic power itself would cause a certain degree of damage to the soul, not to mention that while overdrawing the magic power, he was still suffering from the erosion of the soul by weird energy.

But even so, the exhausted Mijiaka still hugged Anya who was slowly waking up. At this time, Mijiaka knew... the helpless girl needed a warm embrace.

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"Micaka..."

Slowly opening her eyes, Anya was very surprised to find that she was lying in Micaka's arms. The silk that was originally a little short on her body had mostly faded away, and her hair wet with sweat was still wet. On the boy's arm............

"Ah, Lord Micaka, I...I..."

Upon seeing this embarrassing scene, Anya felt that her head was about to start steaming like Jasmine. Especially when she raised her head to face Micaka’s serious and concerned eyes, Anya felt that she didn’t even know she should put her gaze on. where.

"Don't move, there is something wrong with your soul, now hurry up and drink this potion."

Unlike the immature Anya, Micaka, who was already quite undisturbed, felt that he was holding the girl very ambiguously, but at this time he still didn't show any panic.

There was hardly any hesitation, she really cared about the girl Micaka and quickly took out a precious "mental stability" potion from the storage ring.

"Here, I want to drink it all at once"!

Trying to maintain a serious attitude as much as possible, Micaka, who didn't know that his complexion was also slightly reddish, forcefully stuffed the medicine into the girl's hand.

Ambiguous and ambiguous, Anya also knows that it is not the time to be polite, and did not do meaningless excuses. The thin girl just carefully grasped the silk and stood up, and then smelled the gray-brown "spiritual strength" with her cute little Qiong nose. Pharmacy".

"Um... so bitter...".

"Be obedient, drink it obediently, and give you sweets in a while"!

Seeing Anya complaining about the bitter potion, Mijiaka was relieved while feeling funny.

"Fortunately, the pain of "Spirit Stabilizing Potion" is not scented by smell. Since the bitterness can still be felt, then the soul should not have suffered too much damage. It is not that the weird energy transforms the soul It's destructive... But this erosion doesn't seem like a beneficial "reconstruction"?

While resisting exhaustion and touching Anya's little head, at the same time, Micah also began to analyze the intelligence in his heart.

But... this time the existence he faced was far beyond the level that an ordinary official-level mage could involve, and the strange eyeball card that even punk could not predict was destined to be something that Micaka could not explore.

I don’t know whether it’s fortunate or unlucky. Micaka needs to worry about all the worries of these intelligences. For Anya at this time, she didn’t know Micaka’s thinking and she didn’t see the deep tiredness of the young boy in front of her. , The girl’s emotions were still in a kind of love excitement. After Micaka coaxed her children to encourage her, Anya just complained symbolically, "I don’t need sugar, I’m not a kid anymore." He poured the bitter medicine into his mouth in one bite.

so bitter!

This was Anya's first feeling. The "Spiritual Strengthening Potion" was definitely more bitter than bitter gourd. After a bottle of it entered the stomach, Anya's bitter tears almost shed.

However, in her heart, the feeling of antithesis filled the girl's heart.

It's a sweet feeling, a sweetness...named love, overwhelmingly bitter, wonderful sweetness...

"Okay, Xiao Anya, open your mouth...ah~~"

Putting on the punk-given robe for Anya, Micaka handed the girl a sugar cube with a smile on her face.

"Ah~~"

Without thinking at all, the girl who was still stunned opened her mouth without hesitation.

"It's delicious, so sweet.........No, I can do without sugar."

It wasn't until her pink little tongue was gently wiped against her mouth that the dumb Anya suddenly reacted.

"Hahahaha, well, Miss Anya, who doesn't need to eat candy, now you can go back and sleep well. I believe those nasty nightmares will never haunt you again."

Like a prank, he stretched out his hand and twisted Anya's little nose, and Micaka carefully sorted out the girl's long and tangled black hair.

"thank you…………"

Tonight, this is the last word Anya said to Micaka before running out of the magic gate............

Perceiving the girl’s figure disappearing into the night, almost at the same moment, Micaka, who could no longer support herself, lay softly on the floor of the laboratory-deep in the young man’s soul, that uncomfortable feeling of discomfort The exhaustion of overdrawing the magic power made the mage almost unsteady.

There was no way, but forbearing the urge to faint, Micaka had to force herself into a state of meditation.

Converging all of his own perception, the mage who entered the state of concentration worked hard to restore his own magic power while carefully examining the almost shocking injuries on his soul, but soon, Micaka, who was suffering from his heart, couldn't help showing a helpless smile:

"...The foundation is severely damaged, the magic potions are used up, and the master-level powerhouse is also provoke... Although I don't feel regretful... But-sure enough, I am an impulsive person who does not think about the consequences Yeah"!

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