Chapter 271: Fire stick

child? Vulcan?
What to choose?
At that moment, Lu Chen really thought that he had a hallucination. Is there any strange and unknown power in this ghost-like place, which can confuse the mind and the mind?
However, the next moment, looking into the eyes of the dying barbarian old priest, he suddenly realized that it was not just a joke. Although the old man's eyes were a little dim, he kept staring at him, keeping his eyes on him.
There were surprises, sadness, and anger in those eyes, but more were joy and hope.
Yes, the eyes of the barbarian old man who was about to die were full of hope. His cracked lips moved, but there was no sound, not even a hoarse whine.
Lu Chen's eyes moved down and looked, then his brows frowned slightly, because the chest and trunk of the old priest had almost completely exploded, and even his neck was blurred with flesh and blood. Extremely, it is basically impossible to make a sound.
Sure enough, his heart was soft for a while, so he had a hallucination ... Lu Chen sighed slightly, shook his head and reached into the eyes of the old priest, trying to close his eyes. But at this moment, suddenly another voice called in his ear: "Child ..."
Lu Chen's hand was stiff for a moment, then slowly backed away, again letting the old priest look away, he was staring at the landing dust.
Lu Chen encountered many things in his life, but at this moment there was still some coldness in his heart. He stared at the eyes of the old priest who was about to run out of oil and dies, but still refused to die, and whispered: "You call me? "
The old priest's eyes closed slowly and slowly, and then opened again.
Lu Chen's pupils suddenly shrank, his eyes flickered, and he looked down suddenly, sweeping the old priest's body, and then suddenly stretched out his hand, only listening to the sound of a rattling sound. He was originally held on the old priest's chest but already The torn piece of black wood suddenly turned into more than a dozen large and small pieces of wood, and at the same time exposed another old wooden stick that was originally hidden in the black wood and looked only half-cut.
It looked like it was really a very old wooden staff. Somehow it was broken at one end, and the remaining half was covered with cracks. The wood was like bronze, as if it had experienced millions of years of weathering and erosion. The only good arm of the old priest was grasping tightly on the half of the wooden staff.
An extremely weak spirit, if any, seemed to be emanating from the stick.
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Lu Chen was silent, and after a while he looked away from the old half-stick and looked back at the old priest.
The old priest also looked at him, still with the complex but obviously hopeful look in his eyes. Lu Chen suddenly shook his head and said, "Are you confused?"
The old priest was silent, or he couldn't speak at all, and looked at Lu Chen stunned, but at the same time, Lu Chen's ears suddenly sounded that voice, saying: "Vulcan choose ..."
"What is Vulcan?" Lu Chen said coldly on his face. "I don't know what the is, nor do I believe there is a in this world."
"You are pregnant with the Holy Fire, the son of Vulcan ..." The voice seemed to ignore his response completely, still speaking in a tone of indifference and undulation.
"I ..." Lu Chen only had to refute, but suddenly found that the other party seemed to have no intention to argue with him, and he continued to speak to himself.
"Take this fire stick and return it to the South Wild Altar, merge with the other half of the fire stick into one, return ... return ... fire ... ..."
When it came to the last few words, the voice appeared for the first time a trembling sound, as if it was excited at this time.
And Lu Chen looked at the expression of the old priest at the same time, and his face was dark and dim, and his muscles suddenly twisted.
Lu Chen took a deep breath and shook his head, but suddenly smiled.
There was a scene around him, and at a glance, it seemed that only one of him was still intact. If he was independent of the sea of ​​blood, his eyes were sullen and self-deprecating.
"Your of fire really looks for someone." Lu Chen said, "First, he didn't actually choose your barbarians, and second, even if he chose a race, he chose an inadequate one. A bereavement dog that can die nowhere in the world. "
"Vulcan's vision is not good." Lu Chen said looking at the dying old man, and then added a tone to the last few words.
The light in the eyes of the old priest had gradually dimmed, and even the pupils were slowly dilating, but after the half of the ancient wooden staff flashed a little light, the sound sounded again in Lu Chen's ears, saying: That's why Vulcan chose you. "
Lu Chen's body shook and suddenly stopped.
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The old priest had no more words. After a while, he died so quietly, stopped breathing, closed his eyes, and even a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth before he died.
Lu Chen stared at this dead barbarian with some bad eyes. He always felt that there was a deep maliciousness in his face, but the hope revealed before his death was very real.
But what does the hope of the barbarian, the expectations or dreams of this unknown old priest, have to do with himself?
Lu Chen stood up expressionlessly, and was about to leave here, but then remembered something, and his eyes fell on the body of the old priest again. The half-ancient wooden staff was still grasped tightly in his hands.
Lu Chen stared at the stick for a while ~ EbookFREE.me ~ still reached out and picked up the stick. Although the old priest was dead, his palm was still very strong on the stick, and Lu Chen took a little effort to take the stick out of his hand.
But after getting started, it was precisely after leaving the palm of the old priest that the last little faint spirit on the old wooden staff had disappeared.
The wooden staff that has lost all its spiritual power looks like a scarred, old mottled old wood, lifeless, dry and cracked, and no one will look at it even if it is left on the side of the road.
Lu Chen hesitated a moment, trying to input spiritual power into the wooden staff, but the wooden staff did not respond, Lu Chen groaned for a while, and tried to transport the black fire again, but still did not see the scene he wanted.
This ancient wooden staff also lost its response to black fire.
The reason why Lu Chen wanted this thing was that before he realized that the stick could resonate with the black fire in his body, but at the moment when he actually got it, he suddenly became waste, making him feel depressed.
But since this time, you can't just throw it away. Anyway, listening to the words of the old priest, this thing seems to be huge. (To be continued.)