Vol 3 Chapter 51

Act 51 The King of the Underground (2) (Second, ask for support)

The sound of dripping water came from the darkness.

Brando's eyelids moved, and finally he woke up from a dark environment where he could not reach his fingers. He felt silent around him, as if he had returned to the situation before the world opened.

*** After a whisper, his consciousness gradually became clearer, and he opened his properties panel subconsciously and took a look. When the faint green light screen appeared in the dark, Brando finally felt a little relieved. .

The state shows that he has no fractures, no internal injuries, not even large wounds, only some abrasions and shocks.

Then he realized that he was worried too much, and his physical strength after entering the golden realm really wasn't covered.

But the surroundings were still dark, and no light could be seen in complete darkness, even at high perception. However, he tried to take out the fluorescent gemstones, but immediately found that a lot of heavy earth and stones were pressed on his body so that he couldn't move himself--Brando remembered the scene when he was hit by the collapsed earth and stones. The main reason.

But he couldn't help but feel grateful. If it was replaced by ordinary people, it was estimated that he had escaped by chance, but at the moment it is difficult to escape the suffocation.

But then again, if he is just an ordinary person, it is estimated that he has already died in Butch.

Taking a breath, Brando expanded his arms outward. The power of more than a hundred energy levels immediately caused the earth and rocks to shake and fall. Then he tried again, and with the explosion of power, he finally broke down the earth and stone that was pressing on him.

As soon as he broke the restraint, Brando immediately patted the sand on his body and stood up, but he wiped his forehead subconsciously and felt his hands cold. After hesitated for a moment, he immediately took out the fluorescent gemstone, and under the pale light he saw that his hands were full of blood.

"by."

Brando cursed, then looked around-the situation outside let him breathe a sigh of relief, after the collapse of the mine tunnel did not completely seal off the passageway, at least left him a way out.

That passage was at the other end of the mine. The torches on the rock wall had long been extinguished, and the black hole didn't know where to go. At this moment, the surrounding environment has changed a lot.

He was about to lift the gemstone and take a picture there, but suddenly he heard a *** from behind.

Brando froze for a moment, remembering everything that happened before the earthquake.

Looking back, she really saw the girl from the Gray Wolf Mercenary Corps lying quietly in the gravel on the other side. Akane closed her eyes tightly, her pointed face was pale as paper under the pale light, and her eyelashes trembled slightly, but it showed a kind of quiet and soft beauty rarely.

But young people don't have the heart to pay attention to this beauty now, but pay attention to the mooring blood dripping from each other's forehead. This is a bit abnormal. The strength of God ’s body is far more than that of human beings. It is reasonable to say that Akane should not suffer from such skin trauma.

Suddenly he thought of an inconceivable guess, so he slowly walked over and crouched beside the other side, reached out and touched the girl's forehead.

Hot.

Brando's heart jumped a little, and he let go of his palm, and she saw a faint black pattern hiding under her pale forehead in a circle of halo, growing along her cheek.

This shows that Akane's ontological will is fighting against the blood of God, and every time she falls into a coma is a severe test for her.

Brando thought for a moment, took out the water bottle and poured some water on the palm, then took out the crystal that had been injected with the blood of God and put it on the forehead:

"Jane?"

"Wake up!"

Brando shouted twice, letting him feel relieved that the girl's eyelids finally moved in the light, then opened. The pupils in her eyes seemed to be shrouded in a scary black and red color at first, but recovered after a while.

Into a pair of amber burning with a strong flame.

The burning flame seemed to be the power of life, symbolizing a stubborn will.

"Jane?"

Akane was a little embarrassed at first, and then reacted. She looked at Brando with a confused look, and asked weakly: "Tuan ... long ..., Aike ...?"

"It's me." Brando put away the crystal and replied.

The red-haired girl hesitated: "... Lord Lord?" Then she closed her eyes quietly. She vaguely remembered that she had a nightmare before.

In the dream, she dreamed that she was buried under a blood-red and blood-red tree, and that tree pierced the roots into her body, and the red roots entangled her to draw blood continuously, but she could not move at all.

This was not the first time she had dreamed such a dream, but this time it was particularly clear. She was a little disturbed in her heart, subconsciously thinking that this nightmare might be related to the blood of God in her body.

"Yes, how? Are you okay?" Brando asked with anxiety, seeing Akane close her eyes.

The red-haired girl snorted immediately. She felt that her leg should be injured, and she looked down, and found that there was a long wound there, and the blood was soaked from the robe and turned red.

She was a little tight in her heart, and it is reasonable to say that although the rocks are sharp, they are not enough to hurt people who have the strength of them-not to mention that she is in fact a god, and the physical toughness, resistance and recovery ability even exceed Brando.

This is not normal.

Qian's vague anxiety grew stronger, and she tried to sit up subconsciously, but the pain immediately made her sigh "Hiss" and lay back again. The girl was lying on the ground panting heavily, and her forehead was full of cold sweat, but at this moment she didn't seem to feel any pain at all, but she had another thought in her heart:

What about your own power?

She clearly remembered that she had a golden power because she became a ambassador, did the Lord Lord say the same thing?

But Qian just felt that she had no strength at all. She felt that she had not experienced it for many years. She was weak and weak, just like an ordinary person without power.

The power disappeared--

The girl was lying on the ground, her eyes out of focus, and suddenly she was at a loss.

When Makaluo disbanded the Gray Wolf Mercenary Corps, she had such an experience—everything that she could rely on and trust in the past, all her sustenance and goals seemed to have lost their meaning all at once, like a giant Despair strangled his throat.

can not breath--

It was Brando who brought her out of this desperation, and the young lord gathered most of the original members of the Gray Wolf Mercenary Regiment, only to give her a reason to continue.

The girl finally came out of this shadow and adapted to a new life-it can even be said that she likes it a bit! At least in the past, the best people in the head of the delegation's eyes were only Aiko and Yuta, and she was just an insignificant member.

But here, whether it was because of the golden power she got from the blood of God, at least she could feel Brando's attention.

His existence is not insignificant, but also one of the most important combat powers in the Lord Lord group.

Moreover, you can continue to fight side by side with the original division of the Gray Wolf Mercenary Corps.

This is all to satisfy Akane, even if it may be very brief.

She had anticipated that she would one day become a goddess and lose everything she had. But she didn't expect that Master Martha seemed to intentionally make a joke with her, and when she had just become involved in this environment-only to find that her power had completely disappeared.

She is now no different from an ordinary person, even weaker.

However, Qian knew that an aristocrat did not need a family member who had no ability at all. Although Antitina was just an ordinary person, the girl thought that she was not smart and knowledgeable.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a little stunned.

"What's wrong?" Brando asked, seeing Akane's face pale and silent.

"Master Lord ..." Qian whispered, "I, I have no power."

Brando froze, thinking that it was normal to lose too much blood, but he was still a little strange. It is reasonable to say that the strength of God's body should not be hurt so much.

But even stranger was this strange line of Akane-the girl was lying on the ground, pale and weak and said to him: Lord Lord, I have no power.

What does this mean, is it to let him help her?

If it was a little like Roman, Brando could still understand, but in his impression, Qian was a girl with a restrained feeling, not to mention the coquettishness, she was almost as stubborn as Frou all day long.

If something is abnormal, it must be a demon.

Brando first carefully observed whether Akane had become a divine messenger, and then pretended to attack him in such a way, but he knew the obvious signs of the divine messenger, and the other party did not look like it. Looks like he has been controlled by the blood of God.

So he looked puzzled: "Well?"

But Qian was so anxious that she didn't notice Brando's doubts at all. In her mind, Makaro, who was regarded as a father and a teacher by the same day, dangled ruthlessly. Dumbfounded repeated:

"Sir, I no longer have the power, I'm afraid I can't keep up with you ..."

Brando paused again, wondering which one it was? But he suddenly understood, and asked tentatively, "Have you lost your golden power?"

Akane turned pale and nodded slowly.

"So it is." Brando nodded.

This time it was Akane's turn.

The girl had imagined Brando's reaction more than once, for fear of repeating the scene of the day. But she didn't expect Brando to have such a reaction-a look of sudden realization!

"Nothing," then Brando shook his head. He knew that what happened to Akane was not a good sign, which showed that the conflict between the blood of God had intensified, and it would become real when she recovered her strength again. God makes.

It didn't take long, many days, and short hours-at that time, the young girl's power would be even higher, but she no longer belonged to her.

But of course he couldn't speak straight, but comforted: "It doesn't matter, can't you stand up?"

Akane was completely stunned and nodded, so she nodded.

Brando reached out to her: "I help you."

Brando didn't speak loudly when he said this sentence, and even seemed kind of out of sympathy for the poor girl. This is this sentence, but Akane felt it penetrated all lines of defense and hit her Like atrium.

She felt her tears bursting out.

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(***. These two chapters are written smoothly, is this love?)