Chapter 2146: Desolation at dawn (seventy-eight)

Chapter 2146, Destruction at dawn (seventy-eight)
At the same time, somewhere in the underground of the Momo.
"Hey, is it enough? When will I let me down?" Biddivil asked depressedly.
Now he floats in the air. To be more precise, it floats in the air like a hydrogen balloon, with a string attached to the tail, and the other end of the string is held in the hands of the sergeant Eric. It is the effect of [Second Wonder ------ Qualitative Energy Creation], which is conveyed from Eric to Biddiville through the string, so that the weight of the werewolf youth is offset by an upward propulsion, so he The image is now floating like this, floating in the state of "no gravity".
Although this has been floating and there is nothing to make him uncomfortable, but this always feels good. He is now like a large hydrogen balloon dragged by a big child...
"So," said Chris Eric, who was still walking on the long crystal corridor. He looked back at Biddiville and said, "You want me to let you down, let yourself go? You are not tired. Can't you walk? Is physical strength restored?"
"Well, let me think again..." The werewolf youth was a little hesitant. After all, he is dragged away, he does not have to spend a little effort, it is also a very easy thing. He is actually not very clear about his physical condition. His legs are sour and numb because they have no activity for a long time. Considering the use of this underground crystal corridor to leave the magic marsh, but also have to personally cross the dirty and sticky Turkic marsh, Bediville is indeed a bit reluctant. Do you have to endure this embarrassment and let Eric take him all the way back to the Turkic villages?
"That said, what have you been doing since the beginning?" Eric suddenly asked again.
"Oh, this?" Biddeville paused a little bit of work in his hands, when he was using a spell of fire, burning a row and a row on the back of his right hand, a sand-sized character.
"This is a curse... well, probably." He replied with uncertainty.
"Make the curse? You just finished seeing the great teacher Krana, so quickly rushed to smear yourself with the intensified curse of the fire? So eager to get a powerful force?" Eric puts it in no interest. Asked casually.
"No. This curse is a bit special... This is the [truth] learned from the big teacher, the last insurance measure that will not let me get lost in [chaos]." The werewolf youth replied .
In fact, [the curse] is just one thing, just a mantra cursing himself and strictly regulating himself. [Secret] Doesn't necessarily need to be a start-up of a powerful spell. As long as it is a curse, the curse of any action is the same. Of course, it also includes [prompting what kind of person you want to become].
It is engraved on the back of Bediville's hand, and it can even be said to be hidden under the wolf's hair on the back of his hand. This string of songs that can't be seen at all is the language of the Werewolf youth with his family Askimo. Go down and remind yourself of the words:
"
You are you, Bedieville. No matter what you change, no matter what you have experienced, no matter what you used to be, you are still you.
It is all the efforts you have made in the past, and all the choices in your life, whether right or wrong, have created you. You are you, not others, irreplaceable.
[You] is shaped by everything you have in the past, now this form [you]. Here and now, here, continue, continue, as long as life has not passed away, it will not end.
So this is your life. Your own life. No matter how humble or small a life is in this vast universe,
Your life is still your life. A unique, unrepeatable life.
"
"Isn't this all a bunch of nonsense..." After listening to Biddyville's chanting, Cosmo Eric tried very hard to hold back and laughed: "You can change the useless nonsense on your own body. Strong?"
"I don't aim to be stronger." The werewolf youth laughed and laughed: "Just to prevent myself from losing myself in [chaos]. Because I was caught in it, I know its terrible. This The world has completely forgotten me. Whether it is a friend, a loved one, or the closest companion, they have lost all the memories related to me. Only I still remember it. When I am lost in [chaos], I felt fear at the moment when my name could not be remembered.
I am thinking, if the world can't remember me, and I don't remember the world, then, is there no longer a connection between me and the world (Kama)?
So I felt fear. If no one in the world remembers me, and I don't remember anyone in this world, then the world will no longer have a place for me. "
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"...It’s really stupid." I don’t know if the cricket Eric didn’t understand Beddyville at all, or deliberately pretended not to understand. He didn’t swear:
Even if you don’t remember the world. The world doesn't remember you, the world will continue to turn. And you have to continue to live. If you don't have memories, you just continue to create more memories and fill your empty hearts. What awesome."
"You are... an overly optimistic person, Mr. Eric." Bediville Road.
"You are also an overly pessimistic person, Mr. Bedieville." Coach Eric replied.
At this time, the crystal corridor was basically finished. At the end of the passage constructed by the crystal there is an upward staircase that leads directly to the exit of the ground. Eric walked up and left the arch of crystal, which was already swampy outside.
"What to do? The swamp here has a waist-deep mud with various grasshoppers and blood-sucking insects." Biddivil asked ironically: "Now I regret that I just washed the green insect-repellent ointment. It’s too late?

"There is no need to worry at all." Eric snarled.
Bediville knows that Celebrity Eric can use [Second Miracle] to move objects that have direct or indirect contact with his body to achieve the effect of driving things floating. He had seen Eric sitting on a very ordinary bark and floating in the air across the swamp. He thought that Eric would look around for his bark and leave the bark. The werewolf youth never imagined that even the bark was unnecessary.
Because "vehicle" has already been prepared - it is the body of Biddiville.
"Hey! What are you doing?!" It was too late for Bedyville to feel that something was wrong.
In spite of the opposition of the werewolf youth, the strategist Eric has jumped lightly on the back of Bediville, so he is riding a werewolf youth.
"Bastard...!" Bedyville's forehead has a lot of blue veins: "Hey's bastard! Give me down! I am not your horse! Do you want to die?!?"
"Oh? I can go down, but does that mean that your physical strength has recovered, can you walk on your own? If you want to walk through this swamp full of blood-sucking insects without the protection of insecticide ointment, Not afraid of getting infected with the plague, of course I can let you go, with you?"
"Hey!" The Werewolf youth, who had wanted to swear by the swearing, immediately stopped talking and the emotions gradually calmed down. Although it is really shameful to be riding like this as a means of transportation, it is really unwilling for him (especially the one who has showered) to pass through the dirty and disgusting, and the swamp of blood-sucking insects. At this time, he can only bow to the evil forces.
"Still...remember me! I want you to look good after going back ------"
Snapped!
"Hey!" Biddyville hadn't finished yet, and his buttocks slammed each other: "Hey! Stop!"
He was struggling with his limbs, like swimming in the air - even though Bediville is still a dry duck until now.
"Right, draw hard, horse. By my [second miracle] there is no way to create much propulsion, just to hold up the weight of two people is already the limit." Eric is a mischievous sneer Road: "Are you not in a hurry? As a [horse], you don't provide some propulsion. We want to go back quickly."
What is terrible is not the lie that was made to fool Bediville. The scary thing is that this sentence is very likely to be the truth.
Bedyville became more and more annoyed, but he couldn’t refute the other. If he is now resisting, the anti-gravity effect brought by the [Second Miracle] will disappear, and he will face his face and squat on the dirty mud. That is a hundred times shame than the current situation.
No way, the werewolf youth pulled out his tungsten tortoise whip.
They are now about five feet from the ground (the muddy ground) and are completely covered by the whip. So Bediwell put the whip out and opened its claws before the whip almost hit the rocky ground hidden under the mud, letting it firmly grasp the ground. Then the werewolf youths only pulled hard, and the tungsten tortoise whip used as a rope was moved a few yards forward with Bediville and Eric floating in the air. Both of them were controlled by the power of [Second Miracle], just offsetting their own gravity, so they are almost unobstructed in this "gravity-free" state, perhaps the only resistance is air resistance. It is.
Moving a little further, Biddiville found that there were some deep swamps in the swamp, and even the trembling whip could not reach the hard ground under the mud. He then pulled out the black scorpion scimitar and pressed the plug-in system. A shock wave was struck from it, pushing Bediwell forward and moving a little further.
Must I fly back slowly like this? Look tired. The werewolf youth could not help but sigh.
Although this is very poor, it is good to move forward. When I was almost close to a village like the Terran---Beddyville thought, it was only then that Coss Eric looked good.