Chapter 2638: Friendship and the sun

A mouthful of lava (old phlegm) from the Flame Devourer Anthun woke me up.
Yes, there is no way to quickly become stronger in this world, it is nothing more than the day-to-day spawning of monsters and the gradual increase experience.
The more the monsters are brushed, the longer the experience bar will rise, and the strength will rise with the tide.
vice versa.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help sighing.
"Are you awake?" Antoun's ethereal voice rang in my ears.
Shaking the volcanic ash that was gradually cooling on my shoulders, I sighed: "Can't you use a gentler way to wake me up?"
"Impossible" Antoun shook his head: "You have gone into a madness, you must use strong medicine to pour it."
After a long while, I sighed helplessly.
"What's the situation?" Antuen asked in a friend's tone: "Why sigh? Is there anything else you can't solve, which has always been a storm?"
Hearing this, my brow furrowed: "Call the wind and call the rain... I am like this in your eyes?"
"No," Antun laughed: "You give me the same feeling as Bakar."
"What is it?"
"Confident" Antuen said: "Excessive confidence."
"Yes...is there?"
I asked again suspiciously.
An Tuen gave a soft hum, although his voice was soft, it was beyond doubt.
I instantly opened my mind and understood the reason why I was blindly becoming stronger this time-I always thought I had a chance to win anything, but unexpectedly, the old duke made two remarks in a row: borrowing a knife to kill people and gathering underground organizations.
If it weren't for John Davis to help me, I would have to abandon Arnold or move the base.
When things no longer proceed according to my plan, I will unconsciously fall into panic.
It seems that I am more vulnerable than I thought.
Taking a deep breath and spit it out slowly, I was relieved, turned and was about to leave, Antun suddenly stopped me with a word.
"In the southeast, a powerful force is brewing, waiting for the opportunity to break ground."
"Southeast..."
I murmured, looking into the distance, what caught my eyes was a vast ocean.
Crossing the sea, crossing the island, the southeast end should be the Gobi at the junction of the three countries.
The Gobi at the border of the three countries...
The Gobi at the border of the three countries...
I suddenly rounded my eyes and exclaimed, "It turned out to be there..."
Antun looked at me deeply and said in a deep voice, "What do you seem to know?"
"Yes" I nodded, "Do you know the disaster that happened in the southeast not long ago?"
"Not long ago..." Antuen rolled his eyes and thought for a while, and said thoughtfully: "There have indeed been several powerful waves of unknown magic."
My eyelids trembled, and I didn't say anything, I said to myself: It turned out that it was not only the disaster that happened not long ago, but the Gobi that seemed to have become a tourist spot that I visited from time to time.
This is really enough for three countries.
After a brief period of contemplation, I continued: "We will not mention those powerful magical fluctuations for the time being. I don't know how much you know about the Hefeng Continent. I mean the place you mentioned."
Antun's brows made of volcanic rock trembled, and a lot of volcanic rock fragments were dropped. Then, he said to me in a strange tone: "Do you think I might go there?"
Hearing this, I was taken aback for a moment, but then I reacted.
He was right!
As a tortoise, especially a large tortoise of the size of an island, it will cause immeasurable disasters to settle anywhere except in the vast sea.
Whether it is for the land or for him.
Mankind's malice against unknown powerful creatures is enough to endure once. Antun has no tendency to be abused, and he doesn't even want to have any intersection with mankind.
Strictly speaking, from his resurrection to the present, there is only one human being who has really intersected-the Lord of York City, Simmons Locke.
"Sorry, I was abrupt."
I embarrassedly said: "At the end of the southeast, there is a huge continent. In the center of the continent is a Gobi where weeds are difficult to grow. Under the Gobi, there are countless terrible existences..."
"Is this written in the novel?" Antun asked after interrupting me.
"No" I said: "This is what DiRigi and Shirlock told me."
"They told you?" Antun asked in surprise: "They are still within the seal, how can I tell you?"
"Uh...what exactly is going on, I don't understand, but I can meet them in a lifeless place with purple acid rain."
"Please describe that place."
"Okay" I thought for a while, and said: "It is dim, dull and humid, and the purple rain is always pattering, and the pungent smell is all over the entire space. The only light is a pile of burning bonfires, the fuel for bonfires. It’s a mountain of white bones...that’s all."
"It's the ghost of Di Ruiji." After hearing this, Antuen directly issued the judgment result, and did not hesitate at all: "She is the source of the plague. The purple rain is probably not rain, but a collection of plagues, but Because it appears in the spiritual world, although the aggregate can contaminate your body, it cannot thrive in your body, so it will die soon. The dead aggregate will emit weak heat and deteriorate at the same time, so you will smell To the pungent smell, as for those human bones..."
He paused, and said solemnly, "It's probably the village that Di Ruiji slaughtered before being sealed."
"Di Ruiji slaughter the village?" I thought for a while, and felt that this is unlikely, so I argued: "Di Ruiji looks sober and doesn't look like violent, maybe not... ..."
"I just said that she is the source of the plague, even if she refuses to kill, but as long as she stays somewhere long enough, the plague will spread and penetrate until it kills all the lives around her."
...I fell silent.
For a long time, he murmured: "She has a terrible life."
"Who said no?" Antun suddenly smiled and said: "Even in the Demon Realm, DiRigi's existence is very embarrassing. She has never been welcomed by people. The only person who has some contacts with her is also known as Shilock. Now, one of them is the black plague and the other is the stalker.
"But Shilock loves light and warmth," I retorted.
"Di Ruiji likes it too, but this doesn't change anything," Antoun said: "Silok and Di Ruiji, one can only hide near the core of the underground, and the other can only stay in a deserted place... Little guy, do you know what real sunshine is?"
"The real sunshine...what is it?" I asked.
"Friendship and the sun."
Antun raised his head and looked at the sky silently. Above us, a hot sun was exuding warmth and light, illuminating the world.
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