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Chapter Seventy One
It's rare, Arecio still remembers the need to grow wings. He has no magical powers and no neurosis. If he wants to get through this pothole as fast as he can, it is the best choice for him to open the bat wings. The increased gravity has collapsed, the lightsaber rain has ceased, Delvi may be dead, or may still be lingering, it was when they went up.
but……
Arecio added a little bit of force in his mouth, his hands have been released by the neuropathy, just suitable to grab the neuropathic clothes and exert force. The fangs pierced the side of the neck, and the sweet blood kept gushing out. He made up his mind repeatedly, drink a little more, then let go, anyway, it takes a certain amount of time to grow wings, he can drink a little more.
Just like this little by little, he has been drinking until now, and he will not let go after eating.
"You're full, Alessi." The saint stroked the broken hair behind his head, his eyes lowered, his eyes narrow.
"You are already full, you can't eat anymore."
"Woo..."
"The fangs are so short and have been bitten for so long, aren't they tired?"
"Woo..."
He made two sounds, obviously unhappy. Ruzius didn't say any more, he was back to the state he had had before. There was peace of mind and body, there was nothing, only the two of them. Those dark river water floated above them, and the shining eternal dark stone was the luminous spirit in the river.
He likes this undisturbed world, likes him being alone with Arecio, and also likes Arecio’s short fangs, which means that in this blood-obtaining ceremony, they will be more intimate together. So he waited for a while, until he really felt that Arecio had eaten too much, then pinched his cheek to let him relax.
"You've already eaten it, you don't have it today."
He stroked from the back of Arecio's head to his spine, and paused slightly above his spine. He touched the sharp wing bones that had been torn out of his clothes. The wing bones are still growing, because they have obtained enough blood full of energy, they grow quickly, quickly become full of flesh and blood, and then slowly spread out.
Arecio licked the bite mark and let go, but he was still in that slightly drunken state. He was already a little sober, holding his head, trying to get himself back to normal quickly. He slapped his cheek a few times faster. Suddenly, his body shook sharply, and his neuropathy gripped the roots of his bat wings.
"Let go! What if it gets crooked?" He flapped the tiny thin bat wings that hadn't fully grown, trying to get rid of that annoying hand, but he was crazy about it.
"I'll touch it, touch it, don't use force."
"Do you also touch it when you grow your teeth? You pay me if you touch it? Loosen it!"
Arecio continued to flap the bat wings, and the wind rose on the ground. His bat wings gradually grew bigger and bigger. When he grew up to a certain degree to reach the neuropathy, he unceremoniously flapped his wing on the neuropathic face!
"Say let go! Are you still addicted to it?"
The saint is silent and does not let go.
"You just drank a lot of blood."
Use this to threaten him? Alessio raised his eyebrows immediately. He had already thought of a countermeasure. Wouldn't it end when he bought neurotic blood? Whether it's cash or credit card, he can do it. This is the economic strength of the former three generations of princes, Arecio!
Ruzius pondered for a while, and beyond Arecio's expectation, he nodded.
"Yes, but in fact, I am not showing off either. The temple once treated me as a priceless treasure."
"..."
"Cash? Swipe? Touch the wings?"
There is a strange payment method mixed in!
Arecio doesn't want to choose anything, he wants to eat the king's meal!
"Hey..." The sage tweeted, "Three generations of blood princes, a man with a pupil, eat the king's meal..."
The string in Arecio's head broke again.
"Stay down by yourself!" He sneered, "After I clean up the group of Delvi, I will come down to pick you up. Well, you may have recovered by then, so just climb up by yourself!"
The neurotic power was exhausted and the domain no longer existed. Alessio flicked his wings and broke free of the neurotic hand, and took three steps and made two steps to try to take off. Unexpectedly, the sage had expected that the long chain that was pulled out of his eyes would slacken Arecio back.
"Didn't you run out of power?" Arecio was furious, okay, and crazy, playing yin with him!
"Usually when there is still a little bit, it will say no, this is humility."
It's insidious!
Arecio struggled to fly upwards, but his bat wings were not fully grown, and finally he was torn down with bitterness. He was about to criticize the dog who was neurotic, and suddenly felt a slight heat on the wing bone, which made him feel excited.
It seemed like a soft... kiss on the bat's wings...
He turned his head abruptly, his face blank as before.
"how?"
Arecio opened his mouth, then opened it again, and finally slapped the saint's face with an angry wing!
"Drink my blood, plan to leave me here, and attack me with his wings." The saint's tone was light, and he began to repeat, "Three generations of blood princes, a man with a pupil..."
"...I will take you up."
The saint was content, and he opened his arms, and Arecio had to hug him even though his teeth were itchy. The bat wings began to flap. This huge bat wing has a natural magic that does not require magic, and the fallen angel’s wings also have similar magic. This magic can help the winged race to fly into the air without having to be too light.
"Why don't you like to show the bat wings? It feels more stable than the shadow wings." Ruzius asked.
Arecio was silent for a while, then answered nothing.
"...Because it hurts to be torn off."
The saint's hand tightened suddenly, and chill appeared in the sky-colored eyes.
"...Theo?"
"Well, I have fought him more than once. That time can only be regarded as a small trial by both sides. I didn't win. I was torn a wing and recuperated for more than half a month." Arecio said lightly, " So I keep telling you, don’t face Theo alone, it’s not that you don’t trust you, but that it’s hard for him to do it.”
"I don't know what the situation is with Theo now, but he is indeed dead, and his ashes are all lifted up by me. Is he also the returned soul..." Arecio was lost in thought, he was not very good at thinking about this too. Complicated things, so subconsciously look towards neuropathy.
"What do you think?"
Now they are in a good relationship, the neurotic head is his head, yeah!
"The returned soul may be uncontrollable." The saint said calmly, "The soul that once stood on our side will return, and the soul that stood on the opposite side will also return. This is fair."
He also remembered the reminder Hitomi had heard when he was attacked by Theo's domain earlier. The so-called "seeing", the violation of the god of slander... He is like a person whose key information has been revealed, Ming Hitomi likes Alessi so much, but Alessi has no knowledge of this matter.
What did he do?
Arecio almost forgot to flap his wings, they slowly dropped a bit, and he slammed it several times to rise again.
"You mean, the god who seems to be on our side can't control the overall situation?"
Ruzius nodded slowly, "God may be more restricted than we thought."
Arecio thought for a while, thought about it again, and finally he gave up thinking.
"Forget it, the opposite person will come back when they come back. I saw one kill one."
Ruzius smiled, he believed in Arecio's ability, then he must do the relevant work. The glimmer of the nightmare horn on the top of the cave was already in sight, and just as they were about to fly out of the pit, Arecio stopped suddenly.
"Nerv... Ruzius, look at the cave wall."
Ruzius heard the fame, and the energy-filled Eternal Dark Stone was dazzling, and disappeared at a height of half a meter from the entrance of the pit, and replaced by the Eternal Dark Stone that had not had time to recharge. He looked at the sharp dividing line and frowned slightly.
"It's down." Areciou stated, "I remember very clearly that the dark power in my body should be filled with almost all the eternal dark stone, only a small circle at the top level, and now, a part of the energy is missing. "
Just like a plug at the bottom of this pothole was pulled out, this line marked the beginning of the decline of the energy and non-energy boundaries, and it continued to fall under their gaze.
"I also thought it was very strange at first, why is there such a crater full of eternal dark stones..." Arecio said, he looked at the dark bottom of the hole, where they came up, and there seemed to be quiet. Changes are taking place.
"Go up first." Ruzius said concisely.
The two fell outside the pothole, and then turned around, the water level-like dividing line continued to sink, and the large piece of Eternal Dark Stone lost its luster a little bit and shattered. Arecio heard the call that seemed to exist, and the ground under his feet vibrated slightly. He recalled a few shadow bats and waited intently.
[Immediately...Immediately...]
[I will... wake up...]
The last trace of energy finally leaked. After a pause of more than ten seconds, a heavy and grand "rumbling" began to sound, cracks appeared in the cave wall, and nightmare horns and some rubble fell one after another. Arecio steadied his body. In his deep rosy eyes, the bottom of the cracked pothole was reflected, and a slight chill blew up. Arecio felt something touching his cheek, and he reached out and grabbed it. Staying, the light spot drags the melodious tail, gently circling in his palm.
——It's an elf.
The luminous elves were blown out by the cold wind, floating in the mine sporadically, and their own light reflected the mine. Colorful crystals and gems were born where they accidentally touched, and the crystals gradually spread out, colorful and crystal clear, transmitting the light of various colors of gems, and quickly decorated the entire mine into a fairyland of crystals and gems.
"This is...what..." Arecio muttered to himself.
The bottom of the pothole finally cracked completely, and the cross-like crack was emitting a crystal clear and colorful light. The light flickered and dimmed, like the heartbeat of a certain creature, and obviously after swallowing Arecio's power, the existence at the bottom of the pit finally ushered in recovery.
Ruzius suddenly pulled back a handful of Arecio and shielded him with a cloak. In the next second, a large expanse of elves gushed frantically from the hole, shining, singing, and celebrating the gods. wake.
[Ten thousand years... finally...]
[I come back to this world...]
[Ha...Haha...]
The loud voice made a laugh, even Ruzius heard it. The "rumbling" vibration sounded louder and louder, and the mine was about to collapse. They began to run out. A large number of elves pushed and supported them, and a few led the way, avoiding every unfortunate fork. All the places they passed were gems and crystals, and they rushed out on this luxurious and crystal clear road.
[Leviathan...Siege...my brother...]
[Where are you...]
Arecio withdrew the power of darkness that had spread to the outside world. He grabbed a shadow rose and wanted to grab another one. The elves almost lifted him up anxiously, and Arecio still stretched out his hand unwillingly.
"One more! Just one! Let me regain my strength!"
Ruzius: "..."
As expected of Arecio, he dared to bargain with the elves.
The elves seemed very tired, and eventually had to send some to collect the shadow roses for Arecio. Embracing the shadow rose full of arms, Arecio felt his gradually regained strength, comfortable.
Together with many crystals and elves, they rushed out of the mine.
Arecio blocked the light subconsciously, and the "rumbling" sound continued behind him. He turned his head and found that the whole mountain was shaking, avalanche of snow, soil and rock falling, that loud voice was laughing freely, calling his brother, and after ten thousand years of silence, he stood up again The animal spine constructed by the mountains.
He finally revealed the whole picture in front of Arecio--
The thick mountains constitute the spine, and the lava blood is flowing in the body of the spar. He stood up, slightly understretched, and the eight ice crystal wings spread out like a fan, and the spirits are like tides, carnivally calling beside him!
——Today is the day of recovery.
——The eldest son of the goddess, the eldest brother of Leviathan and Qizhi.
——He is the Behemoth of the earth.