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Chapter 888: Owen's Illusion.
The world of shadows is as dark and gloomy as ever, and the pitch-black rock exposed on the ground can give people a sense of depression and breathlessness.
On a bare hill in the Andokla Forest, along with a few snow-white flowers swaying between the cracks of the rocks, the rocky mountain like a giant beast has a somewhat "natural" meaning.
However, the heavy hills are unexpectedly not quiet at this moment. Even if there is no whistling hurricane among the rocks to make a haze like a ghost crying, the inside of this "stone mountain" still emits a faint sound. Yoo's tremor clearly released a terrifying rumbling "roar".
At the same time, along with this deep "roar", there was a terrifying mental power fluctuation spreading freely. In this area, except for the immovable plants that continued to grow, almost all the animals had disappeared and fled. ...In the shadow of the shadows, there was only a horrible wailing sound throughout the mountains, and the white trees whose branches and leaves were trembling because of the tremors made the entire hill look a little eerie and weird.
It is of course impossible for a small mountain to wailing continuously, and it is also impossible for it to continuously release painful mental power fluctuations, so the cause of the huge noise must be located inside the mountain.
In fact, if someone could dig a hole in this hill now, he would be surprised by the sight of the inside.
Because now the hills are no longer complete rocks, a lot of irregular gravel has replaced the whole piece of solid black rock and filled in the solid dark rock shell, and it is accompanied by a sound that does not sound like a human voice. Screaming, these rubbles are still being tumbling and stirring, and becoming more finely broken.
Obviously, the culprit that caused a hill to turn into a "rubbed stuffed bun" was still in the belly of the mountain without a trace of air.
"Ah ah ah ah ah"!
"Wow!"
Another painful wailing shook the rocks. A large number of rubbles shook indiscriminately because of a powerful force. In the gravel pile with a certain amount of space, a black, red and dirty body was covered. The "creature" was violently hammering a large pile of sharp rocks in front of his eyes with his only old fist. As the entire hill shook, the large pile of fist-sized stones immediately shattered. The size of your finger.
There is no doubt that this "human" who is bathing in the shrill wailing of sharp stones is the old mage Owen who is being searched all over the world by the executors. As a severely injured legendary powerhouse, he is already on this dark hill. Yau has been living inside for a long time.
There is no possibility that the injuries caused by the morning star level attacks will heal itself. Even as the damage of the law energy to the wounds like bone-attached maggots further increases, Owen’s soul injury does not show any signs of getting better. Deteriorating faster than a day,
The poor "inscription sage" now has ten seconds of sane time every day, and at the same time he has to endure the intense pain of being eaten by a worm in his brain.
In order to avoid chasing and killing, Owen could only use a chance of sane return to get into this humble hill, and then simply buried himself alive in a pile of rocks in order to prevent "instinct" from exposing himself under the drive of pain.
Even if the old mage is still able to smash hard rocks with a punch now, his power is already weakening rapidly. According to vague calculations, after a while and aimlessly, the broken rocks will be broken even more. , The injury of the soul should force Owen into an immobile dormant state.
By the time…………
"Those evil dogs don't want to find me, never think about it! But the power of the shadows can't shield the prophecy spells of the Throne of the Sun. Messul will definitely be able to take me away easily. Soon... soon the old man will be there. You can be free from this hell."
While trembling from the pain of his soul, the embarrassed old mage encouraged himself with the dim reason he woke up today.
What else can he do?
Using hope and memories to numb the pain is the only choice. Owen didn’t know that Messul had no plans to enter the plane of shadow, and with the defeat of Ankazan, he had also lost the rescued. may.
At this moment, the "inscription sage" is still dreaming about what he will do after being rescued from the rubble. After all, his mental state can no longer support too much thinking. He can only use fantasy to comfort himself:
"The old man is going to eat some Edoc barbecue. Yes, apply the sweet and sour spices on the barbecue, and taste the delicious clam soup... Use master-class monsters as ingredients, and then have a delicious meal. Now, there is not even a bit of soup left..."
Fuzzy thoughts are floating and spreading like ink in the water. Perhaps it is because of eating the shadow monster meat and half a month of stone for two years. At this time, the thoughts that are constantly surfacing in Owen's mind are related to delicious food feasts. Related, even he began to vaguely smell a trace of fragrance that seemed to exist...
The fragrance is so charming and intoxicating. When the wisps of ultimate deliciousness linger on the tip of his nose, the "inscription sage" even once appeared various absurd and unstoppable hallucinations.
He only felt that he had once returned to the youngest childhood... At that time, Owen was only a three or four-year-old boy, because the play did not recite the obscure Byron language, he was caught by his own The trainee-level instructor punished not to eat dinner.
But in the middle of the night, while he was hungry while copying words, the little man with tears in his eyes was suddenly surprised to find that his instructor had sent him a delicious vegetable soup............
Yes, that was the only time Owen was hungry in his life. The vegetable soup that was delivered to his mouth when he was starving was also the most delicious thing he had ever eaten in his memory.
But now, this delicacy is reproduced in this pitch-black and suppressed pile of gravel............
"Teacher...Teacher, I know you definitely can't bear my starvation. I have memorized all the grammar on the third list. Now...I...I can enjoy this vegetable soup with peace of mind, right? "?
The embarrassed old man was repeating the conversation of his childhood, while using his sharp nails to pierce the cavernous rock wall... he was completely unaware of his current environment. In the illusion of the "sage", the pain he felt was the uncomfortable feeling when his stomach was hungry. The sound of the rock hanging was the breeze blowing the paper, and in the direction that the fragrance came, he walked with grace and face. The beautiful smiling "Tutor Big Sister" is already waiting for herself to pass by with a delicious vegetable soup...
End of this Chapter
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