Chapter 77 Fairy Wilderness

Joan gritted his teeth without saying a word, and tried with all his strength to break free from the grip of the evil goblin, but his feet slipped and he fell on his back on the wet grass.

The soul-stealing spirit pressed on Joan's body, its claws tightly grabbed his wrist, and it opened its sharp-toothed mouth to bite Joan's throat. Joan struggled desperately to avoid the fatal bite, but his shoulder was firmly bitten by the opponent.

There was a sharp pain in his shoulder, which aroused the fierceness hidden deep in Joan's blood. He imitated the soul-stealing spirit and used his teeth as a weapon, biting its sharp ears fiercely, twisting his neck and tearing it hard, almost tearing the soul-stealing spirit's ears. When it was pulled off, a scalding hot liquid filled the mouth. The Soul Stealer twisted his face in pain, but he still insisted on not letting go. The two wrestled and rolled fiercely, and blood splashed down the grass.

The Soul Stealer pressed Qiao An under him again, flapped his wings vigorously, and dragged Qiao An up slowly, intending to fly to a high place and let go suddenly, throwing the stubborn boy to death.

Joan felt that his body was floating in the air, guessing that the soul-stealing spirit had no good intentions, and the only weapon he could kill the opponent was his teeth. Fear and anger prompted him to use all his remaining strength on the two rows of teeth, creaking With a sound, the Soul Stealer's left ear was bitten off.

The sudden pain made the Soul Stealer scream. Joan took the opportunity to break free from his right hand, and stabbed wildly with his knife. The sharp dagger pierced the soul-stealing spirit's underarm skin, cutting a foot-long crack. With bleeding and wind leakage, the ruptured membrane wings could not support the weight of the two of them. The Soul Stealer and Joan rolled and fell, hit a tree branch and bounced to the side, and happened to fall into the tree hole in Irminsur.

The tree hole was like a dark abyss, and the terrifying magic power surged from all directions like a whirlpool, tightly oppressing the two intruders. The body continued to fall in the tree hole, and the pressure of the vortex also increased. The Soul Stealer was horrified to realize that he was about to be crushed by this magic vortex, and hurriedly threw away Joan, mobilizing all the mythical power in his body to resist the increasing pressure.

Joan's situation was no better than Soul Stealer's. The increasing pressure on his body made him have the urge to vomit blood, and his consciousness gradually became blurred. At this time, heat suddenly gushed out from the palm, and "Tears of God" seemed to sense that the owner's life was threatened, and automatically released mysterious energy to help Joan resist the oppression of magic power from the outside world.

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In this world, the sky is illuminated by the afterglow of the setting sun, but the sun never really sets or rises, but remains gray and still in the sky that seems to be within reach.

In this world, what blows through the air is not the noise of the wind, but the natural music that attracts people's imagination. The light of the fairyland far away from the secular world reflects life and death at the same time.

This mysterious world is closely related to the material world in which ordinary people live. Mountains, rivers and rivers in the material world can find reflections of appearances and non-images here, just like reflections refracted through uneven mirrors. For example, at this time and this place, the Algonquin Valley where Powhatan Village is located is also a valley, but the Algonquin Valley in this world is more secluded, with no villages, no houses, no human inhabitants, and no trespassers. Ogre bandits who entered villages to wreak havoc.

Only those things that can survive the vicissitudes of time can find similar reflections in this "extraordinary wonderland" parallel to the main material world. Man-made buildings and living animals and plants are too fragile to withstand. The impact of time is usually unable to cast its own mark on this mysterious plane. However, there are always exceptions to everything. In the depths of the valley, corresponding to the ash forest in Powhatan Village, an ancient tree far away from the hustle and bustle quietly took root here. The wrinkled bark looks like an old face. Existed in two worlds, witnessed countless years.

The cave on the trunk suddenly burst into magical light, and the ancient tree seemed to belch, spewing out a group of humanoid objects from the tree hole connected to the main material world.

"Damn it!" "Soul Stealer" Chanikui lay on the grass under the tree hole, cursed and shook his dizzy head, put his hands on the ground, and struggled to get up.

"Damn kid, just wait and see!"

The Soul Stealer touched his bloody ears, and couldn't help uttering a series of obscenities. He looked around with vicious eyes, searching for the figure of the young mage. However, the surrounding area was empty, and the second figure could not be seen.

The soul-stealing spirit scratched at the base of its ears, looked up at the sky suspiciously, and gradually realized that something was wrong. At first glance, the environment here looks very similar to Powhatan Village, but if you look closely, you will find a subtle sense of discord. If humans came here, it might be difficult to find these slight abnormalities. Chanikkui is different. It is a goblin. Although it was born in the main material world, the ancestors of the goblin family were all born in the same place—" Fairy Wilderness", a plane parallel to the main material world, the hometown of fairies.

Chanikui breathed the unusually fresh air, and the sound of the wind like music poured into his ears, and the memories of his ancestors imprinted deep in his blood became alive.

"That's right, this must be the 'Fairy Wilderness', the birthplace of the fairies!" Chanikwe muttered to himself, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

Chanikwe has no "homesickness", nor does he think that the land where his ancestors lived is more suitable for him to survive than the main material world. The reason why he is excited is because he has heard "Snake Hand" Shaman talk about However, one of the most important missions of the "Conquering Order" is to find the plane portal leading to the "Fairy Wilderness". Most of the top leaders of the order, including Sharman, are "Blighters" transformed from fallen druids. , If you can break into the "Fairy Wilderness" that is full of jungles and grasslands, it is like a mouse jumping into a rice vat, and you can show your talents to the fullest.

Chanikwe also heard from Sharman that the mysterious idol worshiped by the Conquerors had a deep-rooted hatred for the "Fairy Wilderness", and had been dreaming of destroying this fairyland for thousands of years. If that powerful person really realizes his long-cherished wish, he can transcend the current level and be promoted to an eternal and immortal true god! It is conceivable that assisting the believer of the mighty Conferred God will surely receive rich rewards.

"Hey~ This is really great luck!" The Soul Stealer licked his lips excitedly, turned around and rushed towards Irmin Sur, intending to get into the tree hole, teleport back the same way, and report this important event to Sharman as soon as possible. Discover.

However, just two steps away, the Soul Stealer noticed a magical radiance emerging from the tree hole, as if something was being teleported. It hurriedly stopped, dodged and hid behind the bushes, watching the abnormal movement in the tree hole vigilantly.

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