A subjugated princess will never die a vagabond

The girl continued: "It's not difficult to understand. In the paradise, before you want to manage a block, don't you have to stabilize one or two places first?"

Cloris has never been to Paradise, but the underlying logic of the slum gangs is not much different.

Naina nodded.

"About being able to collect protection fees in a block, do you have the qualifications to be the boss?" Cloris smiled, "It can't be that you don't have any position before, and you suddenly overthrow other people's big brothers, and all the younger brothers will be convinced by you Bar?"

Naina was stunned: "Just like Vilumeka, she must first accumulate reputation in Paradise before she can establish a trade union. Only after establishing a trade union will some big shots listen to her voice and form a new political party!"

"Everything is gradual, but Naina," Cloris said seriously, "where do you think you are now?"

"..." The elf lowered his head in frustration, and said, "I'm too weak, I have no strength..."

Cloris took Naina to her shoulders further, and comforted her: "It's okay, I will accompany Nana to make progress, so, trust me, please? Listen to my advice more, if you really encounter those unpleasant You can tell me about your evil deeds in private, don’t keep it in your heart.”

"Hmm..." Naina still believes that Cloris, like Vilumica, has pure justice and original intentions.

"Everything will be fine." Cloris patted Naina's shoulder. To be honest, the lost look of the elf is also touching.

The girl couldn't help but think of Xia Xia.

She admits that apart from major issues of right and wrong, she is by no means a good person.

Just like two years ago, after telling the story of the ugly duckling, she could calmly say "Xia Xia is a child abandoned by her father", the girl is very good at hitting other people's hopes, and then package herself into a perfect image.

But there is one thing that Cloris never wants to happen, and that is that she promised the little guy to be together forever, but in the end she has to blow that bubble.

How should Xia Xia be lost?Cloris hopes that the little animals can be independent, self-reliant and full of courage, but sometimes, she hopes that the little animals can only rely on themselves.

The girl knew that this was soft control on the psychological level. She was originally repelled in her heart, but her arrogance, arbitrariness and desire to control urged herself to do it.

But there are very few things that she can really decide to control, whether Prisna, Wolsey, Karen, these subordinates or friends who hold power in one party, or letting little Lindsay run amok outside, give her more power. How free, in the final analysis, Cloris has absolute confidence in these things, and arranges them on the approximate trajectory of her needs.

But there are some things, if the rein is tight, you will worry about strangling pain, and if you loosen it, you will worry about slipping away. However, Xia Xia and Naina are not horses or mules in a stable. Cloris has no intention of stifling their freedom and longing for the outside world. It makes the girl extremely contradictory.

"Maybe I'm just like that bitch Veronica."

Cloris sighed in her heart, holding back the unreasonable desire, because it was cold, she only hugged Naina tightly, thinking about how she would fight her behind the scenes, or still hide in the dark and manipulate the big and small chips .

With this kind of mood, if I really meet the evildoers of the authority of the abyss, I will definitely have to run away.

"I'm so depressed!" Naina bounced up suddenly, sweeping away all the disappointment.

Cloris was taken aback. Although the elves don't have much capital, they have much better self-regulation ability than her. Naina got up and said, "You are right, Cloris, I have to improve myself first," followed by , she said, "But Vilumeka said that I have enough ability to do many things, so I should look closer. This is how I practice the heart of chivalry step by step! I have done it for You have made a lot of efforts to get close to the dawn, how can you give up because of it?"

Naina figured it out—since those miserable slaves are a common problem throughout the world, instead of being sad and down here, focus on improving yourself until you're qualified to make a difference.

More importantly, she has Cloris!

Cloris will definitely be at the forefront, so she can't just watch from behind, but also become such a great person!

Seeing that Naina's knot seemed to be untied, Cloris became depressed again—the elves have more independent thoughts, which is worthy of joy, but it also makes the girl feel a little disappointed.

But unlike Naina, she doesn't show her emotions on her face. The girl smiled and said, "It's really good that you think so."

This means that Naina's world view has accepted "slaves" and many sinister existences, but it does not mean that she will tolerate and recognize them. Instead, she will hide her front and accumulate strength before challenging the existing order.

Explorers are not iron men. After the meal, the one-horned lizard continued to watch on the top floor. Brito returned to the clock tower and took a nap around the bonfire with the Big Bear Expedition Team.

There is no bed, and unless you are in the wilderness, you don’t even need a tent. It is common to not take a shower for several weeks. Even if you sleep, you must always beware of the attacks of evil creatures.

Cloris sat leaning in the corner, with false and solid threads arranged around her, and the ends of the threads were wrapped around her fingers. Due to the harsh conditions, Naina could only lean against her and use the girl's shoulders as a pillow.

Some are resting, and some are still on the road.

Under the dark sky, a transportation team was returning to the outpost in Area 48 with the carriage and black bears. At this time, the fog had gradually deepened.

419. Riverside Raid

Most of District 48 is located on a flat platform. The city and villages are surrounded by hills. The terrain is not steep at all, but geological disasters have caused uneven levels in the city. The ravines seem to be hard-to-heal scars, and underground rivers occasionally gurgle. There will be a stench of corruption.

Bophia rode on Sleepy Bear's back, refining the rough map drawn in the future tense.Halfway through the trip, the convoy stopped in front of the turbulent river, unloaded part of the cargo and prepared to wade across the water.She hopped off Sleepy Bear's slick back to the stretcher being carried to examine Orgoff's wounds.

Orgov cast a levitating spell on it, and lifting his teammates didn't feel tiring.Holding the sealed urn in his arms, he raised the explorer badge and identity star badge over his head for a closer look. Seeing Bophia approaching, the mage smiled weakly: "I'm sorry to bother you."

In addition to [Beast Tamer], Bophia also has another dangerous skill [Harvest Priest], which can stimulate the individual's extra vitality and is very suitable for working on large farms.

Bophia nodded and said, "You should cheer up, and Leisa certainly doesn't want to see you depressed."

"But I can't help it..." Orgoff shook his head bitterly, holding the star emblem in his hand, "I heard that the identity star emblem records a person's soul information, holding it all the time, it's like Leisa is still by my side .”

"My condolences." Bophia put her hand on Orgov's arm, "I'll strengthen your resistance again."

【Harvest Priest】In addition to enhancing vitality, it can also greatly increase the activity of spiritual veins. In this way, Olgov can further filter out the pollution in the body through the 【Mysterious Hand】.

"Thank you." Olgov's pale complexion recovered a lot, he nodded his thanks to Bophia, and then continued to stare at the star emblem with a sad face.

Bophia and Orgov were not familiar with each other. Even though she felt the sadness of the other party, she had no position to comfort a person who lost a loved one, so she walked away silently, leaving him alone.

Orgov stared at the two badges for a long time, and finally put them in his pocket. He stretched out his hand to touch the cold air, and found that it was more humid and cold than before. His straight eyebrows were like two swords merged into one. Point.

He fumbled in his pocket, took out a sheepskin scroll, bit his index finger, and painted the scroll with blood.

One of the stretcher-bearers asked him, "Captain Orgov, what are you doing?"

"Blood is, by calculation, the easiest available material to attract mysteries in the absence of other specialized items," Orgov said. "I use blood to absorb moisture, pollution and other mysterious impurities in the air, and I can understand the current Various components contained in the environment, thus feeding back deeper information.”

"The mage is really powerful." The team members sighed.

The color on the parchment changes in depth, and the colored spots overlap one by one, gradually outlining the landform of the surrounding ruins.

"The time is wrong," Orgov murmured.

"What time is wrong?"

"Before we set off," he asked uneasily, "Didn't the deputy head confirm the celestial phenomena with the Church of the Stars?"

"Uh?"

"You inform the fourth and fifth teams, let them quickly send people to the ruins where the deputy head and his troops are stationed, and let the people in front speed up." Orgov stepped off the stretcher, glanced at the team members who were wading, and said Get off the linen mat on the stretcher, take out the magic reagent for drawing, cut a hole in the right arm with a carving knife, forcefully discharge the pollution through the spiritual vein symbol [mysterious hand], and press it on the mat, "Move quickly, the fog and tide About to arrive……"

"Whoosh-"

A beam of light drew a bright arc in the sky, and it "bang" torn apart above the river, and stray bullets rained down on the ground in an instant.

"Quickly avoid it!" The fourth team leader's eyeballs suddenly had multiple dense pupils. Under his gaze, half of the stray bullets were frozen in the air, but the rest shot and fell indiscriminately.

"Boom boom boom boom!"

A loud noise and the impact of the explosion rose up on the surface of the water. In Bophia's sight, a splash of water floated up before the sound. Countless broken limbs and broken corpses were flying. A few defensive light curtains were set up to no avail, their bodies suddenly sank into the rushing river, the flowing tide was like knives and insects, suddenly, the human body seemed to be sucked into a meat shredder, and the rotting blood was thrown to the ground by the impacting wind. What sounded on Bophia's face and ears were belated screams and sobs stuck in her throat.

From behind the broken wall on the other side of the river, a half-length iron shell came out. It was Pasido who had repeatedly clashed with the Big Bear Expedition Team!He lit the cigar in his lips with the barrel of the red hand cannon, and the smoke was still floating from the mouth of the barrel.

The carcasses of the pack animals in the river were ruined, the vehicles overturned, some of the heavy cargo floated downstream, and the rest sank in the center like a mainstay.

The Golden Beards on the river bank were well-trained, and they didn't immediately counterattack on the spot, but tried to return to the ruins to rectify the chaotic formation under the organization of the fifth team leader.

Passido was smoking a cigarette, and said triumphantly: "Kuhaha exploring the ruins, how can there be robbery and quick money? Are you right, Mr. Pelonigus?"

Beside him, a burly man in a cloak was sticking a scepter into the soil. The source force overflowed from his body and merged with the veins of the earth, causing the earth to sink and the river to change direction.

Pelonigus's voice was cold: "Be careful, Your Excellency Passido." He lowered his body, and a barrier of mixed water and mud coiled around it and rose into a vortex.

Passido looked up, and found that half of the stray bullets he fired before turned slowly in the sky, turning around and hitting them!

"Fuck!" He cursed, and also arched his body, but he didn't have the defense of Pelonigus, so he could only run left and right with his subordinates.

The rubble was stirred up by the ruins, and Passido's team members already had shelters to hide in. After the beams of beams exhausted their power, except for a few people who were slightly injured, most of them were left in disgrace.

Pelonigus faced the captain of the fourth team in the river. At the moment when they looked at each other, he felt that his limbs were as stiff as lead, but the tide had already been wrenched away, and the water crocodile appeared out of thin air, chewing off the explorer's head. .

"That bastard, Passido, is playing dirty! You come back!!" Bophia looked solemn, but at this moment, the frightened Sleepy Bear abandoned its non-existent loyalty, and under the almost one-sided disadvantage, It abandoned the team and its owner with an "Aoaoaoao (sorry, sorry, sorry)" and fled into the unfathomable darkness.

"Pofia be careful!" The thin old Mirmo reminded.

At the same moment, a creature that looks like a bug but not a bug, a human and not a human, with both joints and links emerges from Bophia's feet. Its outer shell is hard, but its inner part is soft. When Fiya turned her head, she saw traces of spiritual veins emerging on the other party's abdomen, which was as soft as an earthworm——

It's a transcendent!

Even the most ancestral bugman is not as deformed and disgusting as him!

The terrain of mountains and rivers, the flow of celestial phenomena, the engraving of secret texts, including the "symbols" and chimeric "skills" created by extraordinary people, "spiritual veins" are always everywhere, but there are worlds of differences between different types of spiritual veins.Through [Harvest Priest]'s keen perception of the active changes of things, Bophia clearly sensed the symbol of creeping in the opponent's ugly flesh shell, and the mysterious characteristics interacted in it, causing the enemy to deform.

Bophia hurriedly fell on her back, the scythe brushed her scalp, and Mirmo's hand cannon poured out fire snakes, and the flames separated Bophia from the enemy and distanced her.

In the blink of an eye, the "Insect Man" crept into the ground again.

"Shh!"

The ground under Bophia's feet broke the ground, and the sound of cutting wind came, the woman stepped back urgently, and punched the "Insect Man" on the head, which did not cause any damage, but scratched the skin on her own hand.

The bugman jumped out, humming and laughing: "The reaction speed is good, but the more you struggle and resist, the more you will torture yourself."

Bophia looked at her hand and found that it had been stained with a layer of black toxin.

"If I had known that I was going to fight such a monster, I should have given up the two thousand star price increase and snapped up the gloves."

Bophia gritted her teeth and whispered, took out the hemostatic medicine and bandage from her pocket, and tied herself layer by layer.

But how could the enemy give him this chance?

The "Insect Man" suddenly spread its wings from behind, and blew itself into Bophia like a hurricane. His scythe was held by Mirmo's palms, and the flames in the hands of the old man set fire along the slippery slime on the surface of the Insect Man. and go.

"It's a pity," "Insect Man" laughed triumphantly, "flames are useless to me!"

The slime evaporated, taking away the excess heat and keeping it from being scorched.

"Crack!" Bophia rushed over, punching like thunder, smashing the bugman's jaw.

"Smelly woman, do you want to die faster!?" "Insect Man" roared angrily, his arms gradually changed shape and turned into punches with hooks, and the links under his ribs grew out of size. The different appendages received Mirmo's beatings one by one, and the protruding insect eyes became more and more excited, "Come again!"

The insect man's iliac side suddenly swept a leg, and Mirmo, unable to dodge, could only gather a wind wall in the middle as a buffer, and smashed into the stone wall like a cannonball under the strange force of a forging hammer.

"puff!"

The insect man's abdomen swelled suddenly, and Mirmo's fist in the wall stretched out, and the airflow in the enemy's belly suddenly burst. Bophia used her coat to block the corrosion of the insect liquid, she punched through her sleeve, and hit the opponent's throat.

"Ridiculous!" The bugman swung his arm and smashed Bophia away, hooking a small piece of bloody flesh from the woman's waist. He smiled horribly, "I admit that you worked hard to defeat me, which deserves respect , but, in the face of a huge gap in strength, you still want to be like a cart, that is an insane idiot!"

His abdomen healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he approached Mirmo step by step: "I heard that you are the elites of this group of expeditions, that's it? Tsk, it's a pity that I have made enough preparations for a fierce battle, wasting time!"

Mirmor could indeed manipulate air currents, but he couldn't let the air bloom in the enemy's body at will.This involves the "interference" of mysterious characteristics. Unless you have a higher personality or restraint, otherwise, if you want to use your ability on your opponent, you need the transmission of a medium, close contact, and trigger the deeper logic of mysterious characteristics.

The same applies to Bophia.

The woman stood up clutching her waist, her finger bones could hardly straighten under the erosion of the toxin, but fortunately, the toxin had not yet penetrated into the body, so she could use the spiritual vein symbol to hinder its spread.

Moreover, her symbol [Romes Mountain God] not only strengthened her physique and toxin resistance, but also punched her fist into the bugman's body in a more stable manner.

"Grumbling--"

The head, cheeks, neck, and chest of the bugman suddenly multiplied disorderly, and the granulation sprouts grew wildly one by one, turning into accumulated tumors, which absorbed the activity of the bugman's physical strength, vitality and extraordinary power, as if pushing the patient to death. Cancer to the abyss.

The bugman turned his head and stared at Bophia viciously, his body receded due to loss of balance: "You... despicable... stinky bitch..."

Mirmo struggled out of the stone wall, he didn't bleed, what he spit out from his throat was hot air, and his heart burst out with a steady stream of energy.

The spiritual vein symbolizes [Burning Heart]. In addition, Mirmo's heart was fused with the spiritual weapon [Powerful Reactor] during the transformation, providing it with majestic power, and even to a certain extent realized " The miracle of "self-healing" has almost no flaws except for the chance of self-collapse when overloaded.

The thin old man's face was a little pale, he spat out a mouthful of burning blood mist, without saying a word, raised the modified mechanical arm, and gathered the flames of [Pyromaniac] in his palm.

"Despicable and despicable!" The worm man roared and backed away. He kept removing the proliferating tumors on his body, trying to get past Bophia's [Harvest Priest] effect before it disappeared, but the old man in front of him was saving a fatal blow.

Ordinary flames are indeed not enough to burn it to death, so Mirmo is condensing a higher temperature.

"No—" the bugman instinctively blocked his countless hands in front of him.

"Shh!"

The place where the flame wind blows is empty.

The bugman appeared on the far wall, and beside him stood a dwarf in a cloak. In the light of the fireworks, a velvet face with hair falling out was exposed under the hood.

goblin.

But this goblin doesn't look pretty, like a wild dog covered in manges and shedding its hair here and there.

"Do you want to play any more, idiot?" The goblin's hoarse voice was like a violin with a damaged sound.

"Get out, do you think I need your help? Little dwarf!" The poisonous mist was released.

"Do you want to die?" The little soft hand holding one of the bugman's appendages suddenly let go, and the goblin's face sank like water.

When the two were fighting among themselves, Bophia and Mirmo glanced at the Amethyst Expedition Group on the opposite bank, and at the Golden Beard Expedition Group who had fled back to the ruins in the distance and looked for cover, and then looked at each other——

Without any hesitation, the two fled in opposite directions, away from the bunker at the same time!