[Rebirth] Soul Master Beast Pet

"Kleist, there is a question that has always puzzled me." Walking forward side by side with Kleist, Kleist slightly frowned, looked up and looked forward, his eyes were far away.

"What?" Fingers interlocked, Kleist also looked in the direction that Kleist was looking at, but only saw the highest point of that lonely peak.Is Rist wondering where the Kraken lives?

"Is this siren an enemy or a friend?" Riester withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Kleist.

"It's not the enemy." Kleist was stunned for a moment, then glanced at the top of the lonely peak, then shook his head.

Theoretically speaking, the "people" who came to the continent of Gehenna before and after him or with him are all his partners, like-minded partners who stand on the same front as him.But he slept for an unexpectedly long time. For him in his sleep, the time of 300 years was just a time of closing and opening his eyes, and he did not experience any suffering. But for his partners, 300 years For 300 years, they were not able to sleep like him, they were imprisoned and punished, alone, for [-] years, Kleist could not guarantee that the darkness and loneliness would not erode their hearts and distort them original intention.

At the beginning, they gathered together for the same purpose, and then shared the consequences of failure together, but today, 300 years later, Kleist does not know whether these people are still firm.Maybe time has smoothed the courage of some people, maybe time has smoothed the integrity of some people, maybe the long 300 years have made them get used to it and become indifferent. What to do.Kleist didn't know how to describe the relationship between him and those people under such circumstances.Heh, even without those things, the relationship between them is very subtle, isn't it?Both enemy and friend, neither enemy nor friend.

"Since it's not an enemy, why did he set up these obstacles? Is the other party setting up obstacles for you, or did they set them up knowing that these obstacles won't work for you?"

"But why?" To set up obstacles for him, these little tricks are simply dismissive to him now, but if they are obstacles set up for Riester and the others, then why does the sea monster make things difficult for Riester and the others?

When he knew that the sea-dwelling spirit beast's attack on humans was related to his soul, Kleist guessed whether some of his companions couldn't bear the long wait and fell into darkness and became cruel.

When he knew that this matter was related to the sea monster, this idea became even stronger. Did the sea monster want to kill him and then devour his soul to gain the power in it?His soul can be owned by others only after he dies, otherwise those who want to take it as their own will definitely be hurt by the power in it.

But now it seems that is not the case.Over there, no one knew about his strength, how could it be possible to kill him with a little trick?But Kleist didn't understand, why did the Kraken set up obstacles for Kleist and the others?You know, these little tricks that are not threatening to him can kill Rist at any time.

Kleist pursed his lips and frowned, puzzled.

"Why? How would I know!" Rist rolled his eyes, then turned his head away and stopped looking at Krest.Anyway, this reason must have nothing to do with Kleist.

After closing the beginning, Riester rolled his eyes, suddenly hooked the corners of his mouth again, sneered, then turned his head and stared at Christer.

Seeing the look in Rist's eyes, Kleist was taken aback for a moment, then turned cold and shook his head.

Rist pouted and continued to stare.

Kleist pursed his lips and frowned, but still shook his head.

Rist pouted, stopped staring, turned his head, a little dissatisfied.

Kleist raised his hand and rubbed Rist's hair, as if comforting a child who didn't get candy, then took Rist's hand again, and walked forward side by side.

Gu Lun, who was scurrying around and having fun, glanced at the direction of Kleist and Rist, curled his lips, and continued to play.

Tsk tsk, it's so sweet!He got goosebumps all over the place.Is Wang really that kind of character?Why did he only have Wang's stinky face in his memory?Speaking of which, when he was still there, he never saw Wang Xiaoxiao.Is it because there is nothing funny there?Rist is not funny either, why is Wang still laughing?I don't understand, I don't understand.

A slight "whoosh" sounded in Kleist's ear.

"Rist, be careful!" Kleist hugged Rist, kicked his feet on the ground, and quickly swept back.

Rist hugged Kleist tightly, only the whistling wind could be heard in his ears.Rist turned his head and saw that where they were standing just now, a dead branch pierced straight out of the ground. If Kleist hadn't carried him away in time, the dead branch would have pierced through the bottom of his feet and then sprung from the ground. The top of the head came out and pierced his whole body.Then he turned his head to look at the others, including Gu Lun, who were all under attack.

Rist frowned slightly.

The dead branches stabbed out one after another from the ground. Lester didn't know what the situation was like in the others, but it was not difficult to see that the final purpose of each dead branch was In order to separate him from Kleist, in this case...

Rist patted Kleist on the back.

Kleist held him in his arms and dodged one after another dead branches, with a look of ease, he lowered his head when he received a hint from Lister, and frowned when he saw Lister's wink.

"Don't worry, there's no problem." Rist smiled, looked around, found a gap, pushed Krest away suddenly, and jumped out.

"Rist!" Seeing that Rist and Kleist separated suddenly, Bailey, Arnold, and Eddie were startled. Their first reaction was to run towards Rister, but every time they were beaten The sudden appearance of dead branches forced a change of direction.

Gu Lun carried the frightened Nair behind his back, and he was powerless to go over to help.

"Don't underestimate people!" Lester left Kleist's side, his calm and peaceful eyes were instantly torn, and the long-hidden edge shone dazzlingly.

Just as he landed, a dead branch sprang out from his feet. Rist turned around and avoided the dead branch deftly.This time, before his feet hit the ground, another dead branch sprang out behind him.Rist's eyes froze, he turned his head slightly, and suddenly kicked his feet back on the dead branch, using his strength to move forward.

Seeing that Rist dodged among the dead branches nimbly, Kleist was relieved. After carefully observing the situation around several people, he found that the dead branches around him and Gu Lun were the least.

Sure enough, it was aimed at Lister and the others?But why?Kleist still couldn't figure it out.

"King! Arnold! Be careful!" Gu Lun suddenly shouted.

Arnold and the others were busy dealing with those dead branches, and they didn't have time to see the danger that Gu Lun said. They could only raise their attention and beware of dangers other than dead branches.But Kleist had a lot of free time, and when he looked around, he saw the thick fog surging.

"Rist!" The moment he saw the thick fog, Kleist ran towards Rist.

"Shuashuashuashua", a row of dead branches emerged from the ground, quickly and sharply.

Kleist's eyes froze, and he turned to avoid it.

In just a short while, thick fog surged in and swept across the sky. The few people wrapped in the dense fog immediately couldn't see anything. They lowered their heads and couldn't even see their own clothes.

Having been unable to catch the sound of dead branches breaking through the air, Kleist stopped all his movements and stood there quietly with a cold expression on his face.

But Rist and the others were not as leisurely as Kleist. The denser and denser dead branches did not stop because of the thick fog, but the thick fog made it more difficult for Rist and the others.

"Hiss!" Before he could dodge, Rist's arm was scratched by a dead branch.

Something is wrong, something is really wrong.Although they can't see or hear in the fog, Arnold's situation must be similar to his. In this situation, it is impossible for Kleist and Gulen to act rashly. They will definitely stay in place and wait and see what happens. Obviously there is enough time to kill them, but the opportunity is right in front of them, why not do it?After so much trouble, what is that sea monster planning?

In the vast white world, not even the slightest sound from the dead branches suddenly disappeared. Rist stood where he was, panting heavily. The dead branch is cut, and when the wind blows, the debris floats, and you can see the bloodstains covered by the cloth, and the small pains are layered on top of each other. The feeling cannot be ignored, but Riester dare not relax at all, who knows Does that siren have any other "welcome programs" prepared?

"Rist! Are you all right?"

"Kleist? It's okay. How did you find me?" Seeing Kleist who suddenly appeared in front of him after breaking through the thick fog, he heaved a sigh of relief, his legs went limp, and he was about to fall.

"Rist!" Kleist was shocked. He strode over and hugged Rist just in time. "Injured? Let me see."

"It's okay." Riester's eyes tightened, he tilted his head to look at Kleist, smiled weakly, and then stood up while supporting Kleist's hand.

"What's all right? Let me take a look!" Kleist reached out and pulled his clothes.

"Don't touch it!" Rist snorted, and at the same time raised his hand to hold Kleist's wrist.

Kleist was taken aback by the drink, and stared at him in a daze.

"Didn't you say it's all right? Who knows when the fog will dissipate, why are you moving around?" Rist gave Kleist a reproachful look, then took a step sideways, away from Kleist's embrace.

The fog was so thick that you couldn't see your fingers, but after taking two steps away, Kleist could still see Kleist clearly.

"When will this fog clear?" Riester looked left and right, but he could only see a vast expanse of white.

"Maybe...it won't be gone."

Rist's eyes widened suddenly, then he frowned, turned around, and looked at Kleist with an expression of disbelief, his hand was sticky on his back, and he could still feel a dagger stuck into his body.

There was a strange smile on the corner of Kleist's mouth, and he jumped back slightly, disappearing in the thick fog.

The author has something to say: the rhythm of weekends is always messed up... Alas... I went to dye my hair today, chocolate color, my mother said that I changed from a crazy woman to a lady in an instant, 囧