Chapter 113

They looked up in the direction Camilla pointed. In the blue sky above the white clouds, a thin, S-shaped black crack is clearly visible. Stars are dimly visible in the cracks, and a triangular object is approaching from afar.

"Whatever it is, call everyone on alert and let Wordsworth know." Herr decisively gave the order, and immediately restored the heroic Paladin demeanor. "Mike, you are weak now. Find a place to hide."

"I can take care of myself and help you. But the most important thing is, you do what you do, and don't be influenced by me. " Zhao Mai touched the dog lying beside him and gave Herr a reassuring smile: "besides, there is grain reserve to protect me."

The dog barked twice and straightened its chest. It was wearing brand-new alligator skin armor, like a loyal guard around the king. This is a gift from Wordsworth (noumenon), and two extra pockets are specially added to help Zhao Mai pack things.

Hai Rou Er looked at the dog and said with a smile, "the name you gave the dog is really strange!"

She also knew that this was not the time for love, holding the hilt and turning away. When Zhao Mai waited for her to leave, he grabbed the next tree trunk with his hand and slowly pulled himself up from the ground.

"Well, I really played big before. I didn't expect that I hurt the core of the force." Zhao Mai some helpless said. He dug deep into the hidden information in his own blood and touched the Druid's natural transformation ability ahead of time, but his force level could not support such a move. The result is that the structure of the body becomes very unstable. Only when most of the cells are renewed can they recover slowly. At this time, neither positive energy nor natural force can help. Even if Wordsworth didn't control the mangroves and reduce the concentration of the force, Zhao Mai is likely to have atavism, such as growing a tail or even more scales.

Even after Wordsworth's recuperation, the whole recovery process will take about 100 days. The only good news is that Zhao Mai will be able to move normally in 20 days, and he will not be in such a sick state any more. But he still can't meditate on the force, and he needs to reduce the use of spells. Of course, he didn't lose his ability to cast spells, and it's OK to use spells now, but that will greatly worsen his condition and probably leave him with problems that can't be recovered.

In order to minimize the natural force passing through the body, he even needs to eat and drink to the minimum. If only Zhao could learn to hibernate according to Wordsworth's idea. He is so weak that he is totally hungry, which is a terrible punishment for Zhao Mai. He also accepted a lesson: "don't mess with it any more, you're going to kill yourself!"

"You are all I have left to fight." Zhao Mai carried the giant toothed beast to his shoulder, but he was staggered by its weight. He grasped the trunk and then stood firm. Grain reserves with front paws touch Zhao Mai's feet, as if to say: "there is me!"

No matter how much self comfort, Zhao Mai knows that he can't help, or that he is not a burden. He and the dog found a tree trunk that they could lean on and hide from, and focused on observing the flying things in the sky.

At this time, the black crack has disappeared, the triangle flying object suddenly fell, and then it flew askew. Its course is very clear, straight to mangrove here.

The shape of the flying object gradually became clearer when the distance was closer. The little triangle in the distance is actually a thing in the shape of a brown pyramid, the upper half of the four isosceles triangles and the slightly concave bottom. The pyramid is divided into three layers. At the top of the pyramid is a bright gold painted spire decorated with a huge English letter T.

In the middle layer, many black portholes can be seen, which may be one-way light transmission, so I don't know what the inside looks like. The bottom layer is a complex pattern of hieroglyphs, like the historical texts recorded on the walls of Egyptian tombs.

"There's something like this in grayion?" Zhao Mai felt bad in his heart. Although it is quite a fantasy world, even in the Tianxia Empire, there are monkey gods (Wu Kong) with sticks, but this does not mean that the local people can build such a large pyramid flying objects. As soon as the train of thought opened, in less than a second, he immediately thought of the taxi. The guy who flew here may have the same origin as himself!

"Damn it, I should have thought of it before, but it's just beautiful women!" Isn't that black crack with starlight just the passage through time and space? He can't help but start to get nervous. The big guy in front of him is obviously more imposing than his "the · Che". Even with the volume and weight, the whole mangrove forest will be destroyed as soon as it is pressed down like a giant seal.

When you don't know whether it's an enemy or a friend, you'd better treat it as an enemy first. It's said that this is the black forest theory. Well, there are mangroves around. That's about it. Zhao Mai looked around and found a tree hole on the ground. He immediately took off his gold coin and put it in. He covered it with bark and moss. As for the pair of gold coins that can play a role, one on each side is put into the leather pocket of grain reserve.

At the beginning, the pyramid was still crooked, but it seemed that it gradually adapted to the rules of flying here, became more and more stable, and began to land slowly. There was a cry from the mangroves, and a group of crows rose into the air and flew to the pyramids in the air. On the ground, Zhao Mai began to count the bullets on his body and put the grenades in a common place."Wordsworth, Wordsworth, I know you have many parts. Send one." Zhao Mai resisted his discomfort and connected with the natural force of mangrove again. Although this will delay his recovery time, he thinks it is necessary to spread the news he knows. "This flying object comes from a foreign world, and it is specially designed to transport passengers around the world. I don't know what they're coming for, but you have to be prepared. Foreign visitors don't care about the safety of the world. They also have ways to escape here and from the pursuit of local gods. You must be careful all the time. "

There was no response to his words. I don't know whether Wordsworth didn't hear it or simply didn't want to answer it. Zhao Mai is now single and his mobility is greatly affected by hunger and weakness. In order to be able to walk, he used the blade of the giant toothed beast's gun to cut branches, hoping to make a temporary crutch.

Unfortunately, mangrove is hard and tough, and Zhao Mai is not strong enough. He couldn't cut off the branches until the pyramid landed in the swamp, next to the mangroves.

The crows had been flying around the pyramid, several times trying to get close, but were blocked by an invisible force. When the pyramids are stable, the roots of mangroves stretch out from the ground and probe forward with the natural force. Did not expect a flash of light, all the roots were broken, the natural force also encountered a barrier, not inch into.

One of Wordsworth's detachments walked out of the woods and stood in front of the pyramid, looking at the giant over 50 meters. The whole object seems to be built as a whole. Except for the pattern on the surface, the seams of the parts can't be seen. Although the surface is rock like brown soil, but the material gives the feeling is certainly not stone, but also non gold non jade. Zhao Mai felt that it was like some kind of polymer material, but it could not be judged by the naked eye. Besides, he also wanted to warn the paladins and Wordsworth, so he tried to hold on and pull the branches and move forward step by step.

At this moment, the pyramid facing the mangrove side, with a telescopic rod down a suspension bridge, and then from the luminous door out of a green ORC. It sniffed the air with its big nostrils, stretched out the corner of its tusk and pulled it, showing an expression of disgust.

To see the orcs, paladins are ready to fight, holding up the emblem and praying to the goddess. When the orc saw this, he raised his left arm and pressed it with his right hand. The golden spire of the pyramid shines, and a cone-shaped force field covers the whole mangrove forest. The natural force was unaffected, but the light of all the emblems dimmed.

"What's going on?" Herol tried several more times, but neither the spell nor the guiding power worked. For the first time, she felt helpless.