Chapter 969 969 Nostalgia for the "God of Destiny"(3/3)
"Everything you want is down there." Papa lifted up his clothes and spread his arms to show that he had nothing. "You are seeking wealth and we are seeking survival. There is no need to add more variables."
“Aren’t these children ‘property’?”
"And that rabbit with long ears, don't you think she is valuable?"
"Don't you know what is most valuable in Selkalo?"
Papa clenched his fists: "Is it necessary?"
"When did you have the illusion that we can negotiate on equal terms?" the other party said, "You two adults can leave. This is the last chance."
Figures appeared one after another. They were well-equipped, and all of them had been transformed into puppets. Their battle-prepared postures showed their experience.
"Sorry, it was my fault that exposed you."
Papa shook his head: "There are always coincidences in this world. Just like Chongwu and I more than ten years ago, Gale was led by that person to the end of the trial... Maybe, with some luck, he is destined to be in the future.
repaid.”
"Listen, after the fighting starts, you and Chongwu run away with the children. No matter what happens, don't look back. You can't help me."
Cellululu planned to use the communication statue to seek help from Chen Xi, but then she remembered that in order not to be found, she didn't even bring the statue with her.
Then you can only use it...
Seeing this group of guys whose main business is hunting wild beasts, monsters and humans approaching step by step, Celluloid took out a heart from her backpack.
Belongs to the doll's heart.
Unlike her brother's mastery of all summoning genres, her mastery of summoning is limited to one.
Summoning of Heroic Spirits.
What she wants to summon is Vanessa.
It is unknown how much power young Vanessa can unleash at the fifth level, but the supermodel's heroic spirit itself possesses strength that exceeds its original level.
The shadow guard blocked several streaks of light for Cellululu, and the light disappeared into ashes. The remaining power was like a wave bombarding her body, making her unable to hold on to her heart and rolling out.
"I suggest you study the technique of covert summoning first. This will greatly improve actual combat."
The advice given by my brothers and sisters in the summoning team still rings in my ears.
The words of my brother in a scornful tone, "Details determine success or failure. Learn to summon heroic spirits without hiding the step of media connection. Anyone can interrupt you." Cellululu, who focuses on physical skills, experienced the Dawn Summons first-hand.
The reason why the teacher pays close attention to details.
You can teach people by doing it once.
Out of cherishment of the goods that were about to be sold, this sudden attack was not fatal, and the hunters also targeted Chongwu and Papa.
"Dark Elf?"
"Um?"
The sudden appearance of the dark elf on the scene distracted many people's attention.
"Are you with them? I didn't expect that besides a few children, there is also a top-quality material."
"I'm going crazy selling materials. I can make a fortune by selling this kind of goods to those wealthy businessmen who are smuggling goods!"
Cellululu raised her head and saw the figure hiding in front of her.
Delicate, frosted skin, and a complexion between wheat and brown...
"Sister Zhuoyan!" Cellululu was ecstatic, her lips moving.
"It goes without saying, I understand everything."
Zhuo Yan waved her hand, and Chongwu and Papa's children flew backwards behind her.
"You and they are not the same group." The hunters smelled something strange. The magic power of this dark elf seemed... very strong.
"I didn't say I was."
"Since we are all hunters, let's each get what we need, half and half."
"The strength I showed can only be divided into half?" Zhuo Xiang sneered, "What about this?"
It was like a black mist emerging from the surface of the skin flowing in all directions, and boundless darkness descended instantly.
The body of a hunter standing at the front was twisted at an incredible angle, as if being manipulated by a pair of big hands. Before he could let out a scream, he turned into a ball of crushed and crushed paper.
"Now, how much can I share?" Zhuo Yan asked with a smile.
"run!"
The hunters scrambled to escape, but the giant hand wandering in the black mist did not intend to let go of these waste paper balls.
Chongwu and Papa watched in stunned silence as these highly modified hunters, whose strength far exceeded ordinary levels, were transformed into foldable models one after another, and they lost their voices.
Is this magic?
The magic they know cannot be done at all.
The nightmare did not kill all the hunters, but left a few lucky ones behind.
She picked up the puppet heart and put it away: "Even if you can successfully summon it, I will stop it. Although young Vanessa is very peaceful, you may not be able to control it. Next time, steal some media that you can use skillfully.
.”
"If you want to practice, just practice with them." After saying that, Zhuo Yan announced to the lucky ones, "Those who can defeat her, I can forgive your blasphemy."
Although I don’t know if it was an empty talk or a torture before death, these surviving hunters obviously had no choice.
Just like what they said to Papa just now, when did they have the illusion that they could talk to Zhuo Ni on an equal footing?
A one-on-one fight began, and Zhuo Yan was really not worried about it. He helped Cellululu check on the children's condition, and then Chongwu and Papa.
In just a short while, Papa was already covered with bruises, but he knew that he was once again favored by the God of destiny, and the children were safe. One man even shed tears involuntarily.
"Will Vera be okay?"
Chongwu's words made Zhuo Xiang confused.
Vera? Where is Vera?
Isn’t that big fish, who has rarely seen the form of a siren since he turned into a human, enjoying Nihil’s puppet theater in Flowing Light City?
Following Chong Wu's line of sight, he saw Celluloid fiercely attacking the hunter, and Zhuo Xiang couldn't help but laugh.
"Her name is Cellululu. Vera lied to you about her name." After a pause, she added, "It will be fine. Even at level six, it will be difficult for her to defeat her."
Sure enough, as Zhuo Xiang said, there is not one enemy with many, even if it is a life and death fight, Cellululu will not be afraid of the hunter who fights against the odds.
She was angry at herself for being careless because of the failed summoning. With all her concentration, she was like a tiger out of its cage, relying solely on physical skills to suppress every attack of the hunter who planned to use magic in the casting stage.
After a while, the first hunter was bleeding from his mouth and nose, and his limbs were weak.
Without hesitation, Zhuo Xiang dragged the hunter away with his claws transformed into black mist, crushed it into a ball of waste paper and threw it aside, coldly announcing "the next one".
When the battle resumed, the hunters were like prisoners on death row on the execution ground, with nothing to do but roar angrily.
"Miss Cellulu, who exactly is she?" Papa saw the clues and asked cautiously, "For a noble girl like her, why would my sister dig a crypt here?"
"Crypt?" Zhuoyan was confused again, "Herola is the one who dug the burrow here. It was her masterpiece before arriving at Dawn. As for Cellululu, she is the daughter of the Lord of Dawn...forget it, you guys
I probably don’t know the morning sun either.”
"Herola..."
Listening to Papa and Chongwu constantly chanting this name, Zhuo Yan curiously shifted his gaze to the two of them again.
"Could it be that the Herola you are talking about... is an elf?"
"you know?"
Without answering, Papa asked urgently: "Do you know Mr. Bass?"
The moment the lord's name was mentioned only by the Dawn people in a joke, Zhuo Xiang's eyes widened.
"Papa, that lucky boy?"
"Chongwu, you mean that little mouse from the rat-ear tribe, hey, I even pinched her ears?"
"Hey, Sierra, why are you squinting? You were there when we pinched you."
Hearing the joyful voice coming from the communication statue, Papa and Chongwu became a little timid.
Bass is still full of affinity, but the huge identity gap makes them at a loss.
"Where are you? I'll go over and check on you. By the way, where is that guy Gale? Is he there?"
"Herola, come quickly and come with me."
The reaction on the other side of the statue made the two realize that it was them who had changed, and the bass was still the same bass as before.
He is still the "God of Destiny" who carried them to the end of the trial for a promise.
This God of Destiny is far more nostalgic and pure than many people think.
Chapter completed!