Chapter 119

"Asshole, I didn't die?" The first words Wordsworth said when he opened his eyes confused everyone.

Not only Zhao Mai and Bucher, but also Herr's Paladin sisters. They found a puddle and put the remaining half of Wordsworth in it. Then they watched him take root, grow and recover.

"Let me smooth it out." Zhao Mai sat on the ground, pointed his fingers and counted: "we have seen a particularly weak body, a very healthy body. When Camilla was drawing water, she saw a swollen body pulling grass in the swamp, and herzoel saw a body like a three-year-old playing hide and seek with her. Of course, I also saw a tree shaped halfling in the cave, the one who was finally captured by the pyramid. So, who are you? "

Half of Wordsworth's eyes turned, and suddenly he grinned in silence. "Aha, now I suddenly understand that I am the noumenon. I always thought the halfling was the noumenon

Everyone looked at each other and was surprised: "how can you forget which one is yourself? Is there no imperative relationship between noumenon and separation

"Everyone's thinking is the same, there will be no difference at all, why should anyone order who." Wordsworth gave a sly smile and clapped his hands: "although there are differences, for example, halflings have the strongest ability to control mangroves, and only he can be the core of tree giants. Oh So it is. No wonder I think he is the noumenon... "

"What happens when he's taken?" Asked herol.

"It's OK. He's dead. He can't live with enough natural force. I can't contact him any more." Wordsworth thought about it, then shook his head: "no, since those people want to catch him, maybe they can survive..."

Watching Wordsworth frown, everyone could not help worrying. It seems that the alien visitors captured the great Druid for its vegetative immortality. Now it seems that this ability is indeed very strong, as evidenced by Wordsworth, who is still resurrecting. If that gang of ferocious robbers get more powerful ability, we still don't know how they will do evil.

"It doesn't matter if he survives. He doesn't know how to make immortality. It suddenly occurred to me that I was the only one who could do it, and all of them had never experienced that process, so they should not know. Eh, if I had thought this way, I would have separated the noumenon and the body? " Wordsworth lowered his head and pulled the leaves down from his new legs. He murmured to himself, as if this matter seemed more urgent: "don't grow in disorder, if it's crooked, it's troublesome..."

"Well, since the enemies of the alien world don't get what they want, that's the best news today." "If there's anything else, we'll give you the help you need," herzor told Wordsworth. And please reconsider my temple's proposal to go to the northern farmer's forest and eradicate the ramashtu monsters there. "

"I can't get out of here. Out of the mangroves, I'll die." Wordsworth replied casually. Then, he remembered something and covered his mouth to look at Zhao Mai: "Oh no, how can I say it?"

"You can't leave? Or you'll die? " Heirouer looked at Wordsworth, then suddenly thought of something, turned his head and looked at Zhao Mai: "Mike, did you know that long ago?"

"I was a few days earlier than you know." Zhao Mai told the truth: "I'm sorry to keep this news from you all the time."

"It turns out that this trip is a waste of time!" Her face turned red, but she didn't know how to attack. With a hateful stamp, she turned and left.

The paladins left, too, and then went to pack and pack. The divine communication around them has been restored long ago. After a rest, they will certainly go straight to the farmer's forest.

Zhao Mai knew that the paladins were not his subordinates, and Hai rou'er was not his man. He could not keep them. Obviously, his body is now so injured that he can't go north in a month or two. Naturally, it can't stop the paladins from fulfilling their mission.

"What are you going to do next, Bucher?" Zhao Mai tilted his head and asked, "it's safer for you to cross the goblin line with them."

"Nonsense, it's safest for me to walk by myself. Women will only become a drag on the battlefield." Bucher lay on the ground with his arms on his back and looked up at the cloudless sky. "It's rare to have such a quiet place. I decided to take a holiday for myself. But there's a requirement, meat to eat every day! "

"It's not a big problem. I need to eat well, too." Zhao Mai looked at Wordsworth. As a local Druid, he didn't object. That means there is no problem with hunting.

"Wait, one more thing. If the Basilica of nagos finds out that the captured halfling Wordsworth is not the body, will he come again? Isn't it still dangerous here? " Zhao Mai patted Wordsworth and asked, "from now on, you should start thinking about countermeasures. The tree giant can't deal with the pyramid, and the other party may not only have the pyramid. "

"There's no good way. I can't even run. If it's a big deal, I'll light myself up. If I don't believe it, I won't die." Wordsworth became very sober again, with a harmless smile of human and animal, and said, "don't worry, I won't let them do what they want. After all, it's not a good thing to plant immortality. But it's a little strange. How did they know I existed? How do you know my ability and grasp the half body accurately? ""It's really worth considering." Zhao Mai thought about it, but he had no clue. He did have a lot of speculation, from the leakage of information by local gods to the great prophecy that could work across the world. But guess can't be used as a clue. He doesn't have enough evidence to support it.

But there may be something new to be found in the remains of the pyramid. Wordsworth allowed him to recuperate, to sit or lie down, and not to walk. But Bucher can carry him on his back, transport him to the ruins, and show him all kinds of miscellaneous things.

More than two-thirds of the pyramids collapsed and were abandoned, with a lot of strange things in them. After a brief review, Zhao Mai found that the structure (Magic image, activated object) accounted for the largest proportion, and about 60% of them were related to this field. Many of the statues were left in this world because of the pyramid's tail breaking. Although the angel of the shield crown knocked them all to pieces, the part left was enough for Zhao Mai to study - if he was a mage.

All the remains with words, including the parts similar to words, are divided into a separate category, which can be transcribed or taken away by the paladins. At present, only gods can pose a threat to this group of "travelers".

However, all these things seem a little far away, which is not something Zhao Mai can intervene in. Fighting hard for a long time, the biggest harvest is something else.

The whole seventeen gold coins of fate were displayed in front of him, which almost made it difficult for him to breathe.