Chapter 279: The task advances, let's talk hard, come here

The tall deer head man gave Lu Zhengkang a simple sense of sight.
He still remembered that the original Buddha also had antlers, but his appearance was much more comfortable than the coarser Helsing.
Speaking of it, Lu Zhengkang may not have an extra favor for Helsing because of his antlers. In his opinion, deer is a beautiful animal-especially when it is quiet.
In such a cold killing field, the blood of the members of the Boyehian Order ran around, spreading in the gap between the rocks and the gravel, and then was frozen to dryness by the low temperature. The extended lines were like the edges and corners of ice crystals. On the ground, Heelsing’s tall body makes people feel like he cannot be looked at directly. He is taller than a troll, and when Lu Zhengkang raises his head and looks at him, he can clearly feel the chaotic information overflowing around the incarnation of the devil. The high-level projection also brought some surplus things over, and the blood on the ground re-flowed, and the branches of the tree grew upward.
Helsing held the stag's skull without showing his expression, but his joy had passed to the surrounding environment, and the breeze near the ground blew the dust out of a small whirlpool. It even caused Lu Zhengkang's long-lost auditory hallucinations. Unlike the auditory hallucinations brought by the knowledge demon, the music brought by the hunting demon is a wild drumbeat. Combined with Lu Zhengkang's own memory, it actually appears to be similar to electronic music.
"Mortal, my family, you are very good. These Boyehia should understand what shame is, this is your reward." Heelsing pushed the soul group forward in his hand and flew slowly. Growing up in midair, she turned into a tall woman wearing vicious leather armor and holding swords in both hands.
The woman looked around, she was taken aback when she saw Helsing, and bowed in salute, "My lord, Gui'an."
The deer head man was not in the mood to say hello to Garna, he just said to Lu Zhengkang again, "Don’t take it lightly, that will definitely try to cheat you, maybe drag you into his ten race blood race, Maybe it’s for the champion warriors under his command to kill you. All in all, it will be a very exciting hunt! Don’t die, my family!
After speaking, he laughed and disappeared, and the restless blood tree on the ground crashed. When it collapsed, the auditory hallucinations in Lu Zhengkang's ears also disappeared.
Now there are only two of them, mother and son, and they all say that life and death are the suffering of life. Now they are eternally separated from yin and yang, and they are even more miserable. This situation makes people sigh.
The tall troll man shrank a little bit and turned into a white Nord boy, dressed in an oversized cloth, and the half-bare shoulder blades in the neckline were covered with runes as thin as moles.
Garna's spirit looked at the boy in front of him and frowned, "My child, are you a dependent of my lord? Where is your mother, how can you be assured that you will come out alone?"
Lu Zhengkang opened his mouth, stopped talking, then said in a low voice, "Mother, how are you?"
"Ah? What? Me? You said I was your mother?" Garna was stunned. "I died without getting married. Where's the kid?"
The gentle, deep and reserved smile on Lu Zhengkang's face instantly solidified, like an egg hitting the land of the fire moon in the sky, the egg white is still that egg white, and the yolk is still that yolk, but it is frozen by wind and frost. As hard as a hammer.
"You don't recognize me?" Lu Zhengkang's young body suddenly shook. Although he knew that something was weird, it is hard to guarantee that Garna did not want to recognize him as a child. The scene at birth was still like yesterday. I don't know why. The sadness is beyond words, and tears are about to flow in my eyes.
Garna shrugged her shoulders and showed an inexplicable weird expression, "Your kid looks pretty, but he is a little bit more stubborn, so you have to recognize me as a mother, haha, don't cry! There will be a mom to cover up in the future. You, your mother is covered by Heelsing again, and our mothers are not afraid to travel all over the world!" She came over and rubbed Lu Zhengkang's head with an illusory palm, cautiously, as if touching a future. A treasure that you dare to hope for.
"But mother, you are dead." Lu Zhengkang took a deep breath, and his mother's hands were as cold as ice and as light as a cloud of smoke, all of which reminded him that the loving mother in front of him is the dead-Ms. Garna, you are sober A little bit!
"Oh! That's right!" Garna's voice was empty. As one of the many warriors in the hunting ground, she was commended by Heirsing. Her strength is actually very strong, much stronger than those wild ghost mothers, and the body of the soul is substantial. The degree is also very high, vivid, and the colors are vivid. If it were not for the faint haze on the body, no one would think that she was a dead person, and she herself seemed to have forgotten this fact.
"Hey! Yes, I'm dead, alas, I'm so young, why did I die? I still want to go to the Mara Temple in the Rift Valley to ask for marriage, and I don't know which great guy I should marry and have a baby. Oh, hello, my old lady is really pissed..."
Lu Zhengkang couldn't help the joy in his heart, but he didn't want to admit that the babbled mother was his biological mother, so he had to cover his face to cover up the complicated expression.
He roughly guessed why Garna?? drinking blood looked amnesia. There are three possibilities. Either Heelsing intercepted part of her soul and caused memory loss, or she subconsciously forgot her sad past. , And then there is the influence of other gods.
Lu Zhengkang talked with Jiaerna for a while and ruled out the second possibility. He took out the deer bones and connected with Helsing remotely. The hunting demon said that the problem was not with him, and he also gave a enthusiastic reminder, saying that he was going to pull. Ma Temple to see if there is a clue.
Indeed, Garna has been talking about the Temple of Mara in the Rift Valley, and it seems that the clue is there.
[Task: Rest in peace]
Task one (complete): summon the undead of the mother
Task two (unfinished): Go to the Temple of Mara in Rift City
Speaking of it, the East Territory and Rift Valley are not far apart, just heading south. Lu Zhengkang looked at the chattering mother in front of him and planned to give her a break, which is also to prevent her from ascending to heaven.
A sparkling light red ice bead appeared on Lu Zhengkang's palm, and Jiaerna fell silent when she saw it. UU Reading www. uukanshu.com she was in a trance, and flew into the ice beads, the surface of the faint red blood and tears fainted with the light blue smoke, like a drop of god's jade.
Collecting the teardrops, Lu Zhengkang used a troll to transform into his body. The first stage was completed. He sighed a little tiredly. The night wind blew away the smell. It was very stinky. On the right hand side is the Altar of Boyehia. You can go up from the stairs, along the stony The cylindrical platform goes around two circles to the top floor. The female Bohian sculpture of Bojehia, holding a long sword, a snake-tailed human body, and a long winding tail along the outer edge of the top of the altar.
In front of the statue are piles of burning bonfires, twisted corpses burned alive into coke, rags, broken weapons, and a thin stone pillar erected in a swirling floor. This is a sacrifice pile. After the formation is activated The victim can be fixed on the stone pillar, and then he will be killed.
A vicious and violent mezzo-soprano sounded in Lu Zhengkang's ears, "Bold mortal! You succeeded in angering me! But you did make me happy to kill those wastes for me, haha! I appreciate your violence and Stubborn courage, if you are willing to abandon the faith in that idiot Helsing, I can assume that you are a new generation of champion warriors, and you will receive supreme awards..."
"For you, the so-called champion warrior is just an interesting plaything, and may be replaced at any time, so I am not rare."
"Disobedience! This is the second time, mortal! You will definitely be drawn into my snake mountain and participate in the most painful trial. I will look at your begging face, that will be the greatest joy..."
"Okay, I know, goodbye." Lu Zhengkang shook his head, buried the scorched corpses hastily, and then hummed a soothing little song, and quickly walked down the mountain.
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