Chapter 874: I'm too difficult!

"Am I the son of calamity?" Aeolus, whose blood was still stained on his face, looked suspicious of life. Just another adventure group, convinced by him, promised to take him out of the maze, but met again halfway through Assault by a group of monsters.
In fact, it is not particularly difficult for those adventure groups to take him away because this maze has been a year since its discovery. Many adventure groups who have been living in the city of St. Yan for the purpose of exploring the maze have all told Aeolos There are always impressions of this group of elementary school students surrounded by a group of pink-carved and jade-cut girls.
Aiolos is also in the city of Holy Fire, and can be considered a small celebrity. As long as Aerlos can explain why he appeared in the maze, there are still many adventure groups willing to take him away.
However, the disaster also happened because of this. So far, Aerlos has persuaded three adventure groups to take himself out of here, but what makes Aerlos very desperate is that these three adventures will always meet halfway. Hunted by a powerful and irresistible beast.
"Did you bring these monsters?" Aeolos, whose clothes had been stained with blood, looked down at the dagger in his hand. This dagger did not know how many times it had played the magical extraordinary Force, let him escape many deaths in this palace.
But there were three adventurous missions that wanted to take themselves out and be doomed, so that the younger child was alerted. He had noticed the strangeness, but he did not associate this strange cause with himself, and It was blamed on the short sword in his hand.
"Are you a cursed sword? Anyone who helps me will suffer doom?" Ai Luosi held the sword in his hand, his eyes showed a deep suspicion, but it was only doubt, so that he would It is absolutely impossible to throw away this sword, this is the proof that he can continue to live.
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"Hahaha, I laughed to death, this boy really can associate, he actually thinks that the misfortune he suffered is because of this sword." In a comfortable room, a father full of bad taste, holding The wife laughed.
"Of course it wasn't the sword or himself that made him suffer this kind of doom, but his father who was full of bad taste!" Looking at Muria, who buried his head in his chest, Michaelia was not angry. Said.
"How are you planning for those who have been affected by your son?"
"Rest assured, their souls have already been collected. Although they helped Aeolos with a certain utilitarian nature, from the perspective of the results, they all died to help my son, so they deserve to get me Recognition! "
Muria smiled, "Those adventurers with a sublime character will have the opportunity to enter your angel rebirth pool and respawn as angels, and those who are not so good will have a stronger cultivation talent The body has a full set of equipment that is in line with their own profession and is higher than their current strength. This is my compensation to them! "
Muria's definition of death is different from ordinary mortals. In Muria's eyes, the death of the flesh is nothing at all. As long as he wants, he can resurrect the souls who died because of the fatal injuries of the flesh at any time. .
Who made him very familiar with some of the powerful deities in charge of this death priesthood, and he also divided his faith into them, and in return, Muria could resurrect those abnormal deaths at will.
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"I can never look for those adventure groups for asylum anymore!" Although I don't know if it was a coincidence or a curse, At this time Aeolos had decided to find a way out of the maze and no longer pit the adventure group.
"But ..." The decision had been made, and Aiolos looked around with a slight confusion, "Where should I go?"
He had already made a decision, but unfortunately, Aerlos had already lost his way in this maze. He had suddenly appeared here. He didn't know where the exit of this maze was?
Just then, Aerouss found that the dagger that had become blue in his hands suddenly became warm, and there was a fascinating force in it.
"Would you like to take me?" Aerlos looked at the dagger in his hand, but he thought for a moment, and there seemed to be no good way now. Since this sword brought him in, he thought To go out and follow this sword seems to be a good choice.
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Aeolos, dressed in a refreshing silk dress, opened the curtains, and the morning sunlight came in from the window. He looked at the peaceful scenery outside the window and felt a moment of trance. The experience of the night last night was as if he had experienced it in a dream. .
But Aiolos knew that this was not a dream, and he looked to the corner of the room, where there was a rundown of clothes, which he had just replaced.
"What is this mark that this sword gave me?" Ayelos raised his palm, and on his wrist there was a shallow sword-shaped mark surrounded by several patterns.
And as his doubts just rose, a ray of light flashed on the sword-shaped mark on his wrist, and then a sense of pulling appeared in his spirit, and the image in front of him suddenly changed dramatically.
White, everything in front of him turned into nothingness white, but soon, the earth began to emerge from where he left off, and then a desolate world appeared in front of him, nothing.
But while Aerlos was curious to look, a man in a gray coat and a sword was standing opposite him silently, just as Aerlos wanted to speak out and communicate with him. Seeing the opposite grey man silent, he pulled out the sword on his back, and then fell off with one sword.
The bright sword light covered the world in front of Aerous, and then ... the desolate world in front of me, and the gray swordsman disappeared, the warm and comfortable room, and the bright sun, the harmonious streets reappeared in Before his eyes.
"His!" But Aerlos, who could see all of this, couldn't help holding his temple involuntarily. He felt that his brain seemed to have been chopped with a sword, but his hands felt no wounds.
"My mental strength!" Some did not understand. Ai Luosi, who had just happened, quickly checked his body, and found that the mental strength from his meditation had lost more than half of his silence. And there was a very painful tingling sensation in his forehead, as if he had really been cut with a sword.
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After seven days
"Father, I want to tell you something!" Said Ayelos, who was slightly hesitant, to Muria, who was comfortably lying on the sofa and reading a book.
"Huh? What's the matter?" Muria looked up and looked at her son who had graduated from elementary school with a smile.
"I stole the talisman you brought back from the maze the other day." Aeolus, already tormented by this amulet and the mark on his hand, decided to ask his father. help.
"Huh!" Muria's face remained indifferent, perfectly representing her own character. "It's just a lighting amulet. If you like it, take it!"
"Father, this is not an amulet of lighting. The appraiser who identified this amulet is a mediocre man with no eyesight!" Seeing his dad's indifferent complexion, Aerouss said, and then, in order to win his father's trust, this one flashed a little white The talisman began to transform into a dagger.
"It can be turned into a short sword, it's not bad, you can hold it, it's very suitable for you!" Muria still did not have much emotional fluctuations on his face, fully showing a knowledgeable The style that my father deserves.
"No, father, this talisman can not only become a dagger, it also has the ability to teleport. Seven days ago, he teleported me into the maze where he could enter!"
"What?" At this time, Muria's face finally showed just a hint of surprise.
"I stayed in the maze all night," looking at his father who finally showed surprise, and a mother who seemed to be nervous when he heard the news, Aorous's face also showed sadness, He really couldn't handle it.
"... Under the guidance of this sword, I entered a very special underground palace. This palace is filled with many broken swords. After I entered, all these broken swords emerged as a light, and then converged to I have a mark on my wrist! "
Aerlos described the night in the maze to his parents sitting in front of him, then stretched out his palm to reveal the sword-shaped mark on his wrist and showed it to his father.
"Your luck seems to be very good ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Although you have experienced many ordeals, you have gained a lot of benefits." After the tragic encounter of his son, an unscrupulous father who arranged everything , Said with a look of sigh.
"Now, do you understand the role of this mark on your hand?"
"Find it out!" At this point, Ai Luosi's eyes were a little red, and it was because of this mark that he could not stand the torment, so he decided to confess everything to his father and ask for help.
"This mark will pull my consciousness into a spiritual space every night, and then there will be a swordman who cannot communicate ..."
Aeolos complained to his father about the terrible experience of this imprint. He was forced into the spiritual space every night to fight a swordsman who was so strong that he could not resist. Every time I was spiked, it was a real experience like death.
To put it simply, in the past seven days, he has been killed seven times in the spirit, and he is still the type with no resistance. The experience is very bad.