Chapter 145: pace

Lily sat in front of the campfire, watching the beating flame disappear into the embers little by little. Nowadays, sleep is a dispensable thing, this is a change brought about by evolution, a change that makes her distressed. The night seemed too long and boring for her.
She has been unable to understand why Bran can sit under the tree day and night. She tried, but quickly gave up.
Bored, she started to wipe the weapon. There are not many weapons on this trip, one long knife and two short knives. The long knife is not the style she likes. The long and thin blade lacks the heavyness she likes. This is Bran’s long knife, which was snatched by a ghost as he left. After getting the weapon, I knew I was fooled again. The handle is too close, and the length of the blade matches her height and arm length. Bran, played his favorite game again.
After Bran returned from the trial, his strength was not bad, but he still likes to take the light and quick way. Most of Bran's weapons lacked the heavy features of the North. She laughed at Bran more than once and laughed at him for not looking like a man, but he just laughed.
Bran advised her not to pursue the weight of weapons. Her power will become greater and greater, and too heavy weapons will only limit her ability to move. As the weight of weapons increases, rivers and ground will be difficult to carry, and the environment itself will become the biggest enemy. What she needs is: a tough weapon that can withstand her strength.
Bran did it, and even with her current strength, it would be difficult to damage this weapon. This weapon possesses unimaginable toughness. She even folded it in half, but when she released her hand, it bounced back to its original shape.
The two short knives have the same appearance as Bran's pocket knives, but they lack spirituality.
She likes Bran's pair of spiritual knives very much. Like a lion's tooth, it is heavy and light. There is a nebula slowly rotating in the blade, and starburst overflows from time to time. When speaking to them, they will also echo the sound of metal. But such a pair of short knives have unexpected names-fragile.
fragile! ? When I heard this name for the first time, I was stunned for a long time. Now, she began to understand the implicit meaning.
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A few days later, Lily came to Sancha Town. Affected by the changes, as the main transportation route in the Northland, Sancha Town today can be regarded as a place where people come and go. So her arrival did not attract the attention of others.
There is a big tree in the center of the town, and some children are gathering and playing under the tree. As she approached, several little fairies were attracted by magic power, revealed their bodies from the canopy and flew over. One of them landed on her head first, and the ones that followed took up her ears and shoulders.
This scene caught people's attention, so someone recognized her: "The wizard Lily."
"Who?"
"Bran's sister."
"Oh—I remember."
The talk fell into her ears clearly, and the phrase "Bran's sister" made her feel a bit weak. Originally wanted to stay here for one night, but now gave up this plan. She walked straight through the town center, said goodbye to a few reluctant little fairies, and entered the fertile grassland.
When Aisa, who was sitting here, heard the news, Lily could not be found. Now Aisha is a bit haggard, and the reforms in the Northland have greatly affected Sancha Town. A large number of people passed here, which brought them a huge burden. It is a tradition in the North to entertain the same people, but when the people from all directions gather here...
Today's Aisha is almost unable to unravel, but he must resist. This is not only related to his personal face, but also to the face of the entire Sancha Town.
He originally came back to preside over the construction of the city, but now he is starting to worry about everyone's food. There is no news from the person who sent the loan, so it's time to come back after a few days.
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Not long after leaving Sancha Town, a snow falcon that fell dead in the grass caught Lily's attention.
problem occurs! Snow falcon's injury is not fatal, if it finds a place to hide, waiting for the wound to heal slightly. This was when he flew back forcibly, he lost too much blood and died.
She let out a long scream and passed the discovery out. After a while, a long howling faintly came back. After a while, a snow falcon swooped down from the air and landed beside her.
At this time Lily was a little anxious and a little confused. She wanted to do something, but she didn't know how to proceed. She has great power but is helpless.
Perceiving the owner's intention and anxiety, the bear leaned close to the snow falcon's body and sniffed, then raised his head, his nose twitching constantly. Soon it found a clue, and the blood was scattered all the way drop by drop, forming a line in the bear's perception. It growled and ran in that direction.
Lily followed closely behind the little bear. As drops of blood were found, the weak magical fluctuations emitted by the blood drops gradually became familiar to her. This familiarity gradually accumulated, until a faint red line appeared in the perception, pointing to the distance. So she passed the little bear, running faster and faster...
After Aisha led the people on horseback under the guidance of the snow falcon, only the little bear was running lonely. When chasing the bear, the beast let out an anxious roar, and then continued to run down and run wild.
Many people from the North can catch up with Galloping Horse in a short time. People at this time have not noticed the anomaly. Everyone passed the little bear and continued to chase. It was just that the more they chased, the more frightened they were, they were getting further and further away from Lily.
When night fell, Aisa and others were completely lost, and they had to stop for a rest. Soon after, the little bear chuckled and chased him, and then continued to chase him despite the obstacles of everyone. People had to get up and followed behind it.
In the middle of the night, they found the first corpse, the corpse of a bug. Then there were more and more corpses, and all the corpses were torn apart.
At first, the gesture of resistance could be seen through the corpse. Later, the bodies of these insects were all split from the back. The body gradually became scattered, and gradually spread out. But roughly it still maintains one direction-Feixu Swamp.
As we progressed, the number of corpses gradually became sparse. By now, everyone is aware of the seriousness of the problem. They can't go anymore, they must sound the alarm.