It would be great if Miss Paavo fought with Lykins Priscia for the sake of being the Chosen One. At this time, it has come to a decisive battle. No matter who wins, it means that they will be seriously injured after a big battle. As for Miss Pavo, it is obviously impossible to immediately take out five pyroxenes at this time.
Therefore, Xia De didn't care about being informed of the identity of the second-choice candidate at this time.
Miss Pavo narrowed her eyes slightly. After asking the question, she lowered her head and looked at her big book, showing a somewhat incredulous expression:
"From the perspective of probability...it's not you, it's me...it seems to be me."
She didn't care about the authenticity of the answer, but looked at Xia De curiously, and Xia De also looked at her through the wind and snow, with a very calm voice:
"My question is—under what circumstances, would you hand over the angel-level relic "Smallwell Code" in your hand to other people without reservation. Yes, without reservation, and you will bless the other party (note )."
For the first time, the sorceress showed a puzzled expression in front of Shad:
"What a strange question, I've never thought about it. Godcaller, sorry, please let me think about it..."
Instead of flipping through the big silver book, she frowned and thought.
Both were waiting for an answer, and the answer was important to Shad.
"Probably, at the end of everything. And only then."
"Please explain."
"My life, my pursuit, my dream, all of these have come to an end. This does not mean that I have ushered in death. After all, what death takes away is only my life, and there will still be people who inherit other things. I am It means that everything is hopeless. If at this time, I can meet someone who can still move forward alone and who may save everything, no matter how small the probability of the other party's success, I will give everything to me To her. I believe in mathematics, but I also believe that as long as it is not zero percent, there must be hope."
After she finished speaking, she nodded with a smile:
"Yes, that's it. Also, I won't be the chosen one, and this won't change. After all, I can't let myself become part of the probability, so that the numbers are meaningless, and only bystanders can better control the numbers And probability. So, Godcaller, please don’t expect me to die with Lykins Priscia, that’s something only knights can do.”
"I see."
Xia De got back on his horse and looked ahead again, only to find that Miss Pavo had disappeared.
Moving forward, the blizzard caused by the warp evils radiating power towards the material world became more and more powerful. The temperature is dropping rapidly, and the diffuse elements and strong spiritual pollution are also more and more affecting the "spectators" from outside.
Fortunately, compared to the weird Silver Mountains, the current coldness and chaos of elements are not worth mentioning. Xia De was lying on the horseback, and Miss Sylvia's ring was already on his finger:
"Even without Priscia, there is a high probability that Voodoo will be able to break the seal by himself, and the power of the evil has already begun to penetrate..."
The big witch who has no space leads the way, and it is almost impossible to rely on one's own memory to advance along the ancient road with almost no traces and not get lost. Today's weather has made it impossible to observe the starry sky, but fortunately he still has the power of the moon.
The sage-level relic [Source of Chaos] containing strong chaotic power was thrown into the air by Shad, and the bright yellow orb quietly suspended above his head, following him at a constant speed. Even the strong wind and blizzard could not hinder the bright yellow moonlight, as if a miniature moon really appeared above Shad's head.
The meaning of guidance represented by the "yellow moon" itself turned into clear moonlight to guide Xia De to the direction of leaving the Great Swamp and entering the Central Great Lake. It does not point the way ahead, nor does it radiate additional light to mark the way forward.
It's just that, when Shad sees the correct direction, the field of vision will become brighter. Just like the real yellow moon, it is steady and unbiased in the dark night, guiding the way home for the lost.
Just knowing the direction is of course not enough. Losing the witches as companions means that all the enemies in the future will need to be faced by Xia De himself.
At 9:43 in the evening, Xia De, who was lying on his horse's back and struggling forward in the snow, just felt a strange fluctuation in the air, and then the forelegs of the skeleton horse under him disappeared directly.
Fortunately, the speed of the horse was not fast, Xia De jumped off the horse in time before falling down. The ball above his head clearly illuminated the snow around him. At the current location, the ancient road has completely disappeared. It is the leeward **** of an unnamed hill with no name. The muddy wetland under his feet has been completely frozen in winter.
"What hit me?"
Xia De asked in his heart, he didn't find any enemies himself, the disappearance of the horse's forelegs was so abrupt.
But "she" did not give an answer immediately, and was obviously continuing to observe. The blizzard greatly hindered perception, Xia De took out [Night Watchman] and held it in his hand, leaning on the skeleton horse with a broken leg, carefully observing the surrounding environment.
The whistling wind sounded continuously, and in the dark night, it seemed that malicious demons were hiding in all directions; the rapidly drifting snowflakes were everywhere, and behind each snowflake, it seemed that there were haunting demons hiding. In the heavy snow, Xia De's perception almost appeared together with "her" reminder:
[Be careful! 】
"Sign of Heaton!"
The round shield with golden streamer exploded from Xia De's body, but was directly smashed by the invisible attack from the snowstorm in the next second. The "Sign of Heaton" only took less than a second to resist, and the strength of this attack completely exceeded the protective effect of thaumaturgy.
Not only did the snow layer disappear completely, but even the mud layer on the ground exploded until it touched the hard ground below the mud swamp.
[A monster you are familiar with. 】
"What?"
Regardless of patting the snow on his body, Xia De stood up holding his sword and looked around, but he still couldn't find out what attacked him. Silent and invisible, without even a trace, and this feature suddenly reminded him in the middle of the night of the snowstorm that he had indeed encountered similar enemies before:
"Son of the Invisible?"
[Yes, since there is no suppression by the power of the Lost Lake, the invisible sons you encountered this time are quite strong. Not only can't rely on thaumaturgy to resist the power of their attacks, but their concealment ability has also been enhanced. 】
"Is this a monster that already lived in this area, or was it summoned? Oh, **** it!"
Xia De cursed uncivilizedly in his heart, this kind of weird creature living in groups is the offspring of the subspecies of third era demons and evil things. If they cannot be observed, then any attack will not be effective, but in the snowstorm late at night, the perception is severely restricted.
[It can be observed, but it will take time. 】
"Wait, I remember I asked Miss Violet what to do if I really encountered invisible children but couldn't see them."
Xia De keenly looked at the wind and snow in front of him, guarding against the next attack, and touched his waist with his right hand:
"The Witch Emperor's answer is - the power of demons."
Turning around and pointing the gun behind him, although he still couldn't see any enemies in the snow, his inspiration reminded Xia De that he was now safer than before.
[The power of the demon has suppressed, and the location can be identified. 】
"She" said suddenly, and whispered in Xia De's ear, even the wind and snow could not block "her" voice:
[Currently the number of invisible sons around you is three, but the possibility of new enemies appearing cannot be ruled out. 】
"According to Ms. Violet, once this group of creatures finds a target, they will usually go all out."
Taking advantage of these invisible monsters being temporarily intimidated by the gun in his hand, Xia De quickly changed the magazine, replacing the only two remaining demon bullets with ordinary bullets:
"Miss Violet also said that they won't be too far away from their lair, so they won't keep chasing me. But that skeleton horse has been destroyed..."
Aimed at the air and pulled the trigger, squinting to see that the bullet hit something in the air, but then there was no sound of something falling into the snow.
"It hit the target! Miss Violet is right, to deal with this kind of thing, the power of the devil is the most useful."
[The other two retreat temporarily. 】
At this time, Xia De also couldn't care about the right direction, and plunged into the dry forest beside him, walking in the direction away from the two invisible sons. The yellow moonlight still followed him, illuminating the complex terrain in the depths of the swamp. Even if Xia De turned into a group of scarlet butterflies, the round orb still fluttered behind the butterflies.
But it was obvious that Xia De chose the wrong direction this time, because not long after, he encountered the invisible sons again, and this time there were five of them.
Xia De panted heavily, and the white mist floated out of his mouth like a long dragon. And the monsters hiding in the wind and snow still dare not get too close because of the ebony pistol in his hand.
They were flying fast, and Xia De didn't dare to move forward because of the deadly sense of crisis. In this case, even if he pulls the trigger, he can't hit the target again. These monsters move too fast, and once he understands how the weapon in his hand works, he will not be hit again.
"So, there is only one way left."
He reloads again ~www.mtlnovel.com~ and moves on. Just as Xia De expected, the direction he chose at the beginning was indeed wrong. The more he moved forward, the more terrifying monsters would be born from the hybridization of these demons and evil things.
The situation he faced was quite terrifying. There was nothing in the blizzard in the middle of the night, and there was only his own breathing and footsteps in the howling wind, but he knew that he was already surrounded by dozens of invisible flying monsters up.
About twenty minutes later, Xia De, who was struggling to move in the snow, finally heard "her" voice again:
[The lair is just ahead. 】
The dead trees in the snowstorm are like the horrible bone claws of the buried giant's corpse protruding from the ground, and not far ahead, there is indeed a small open space in the dense dead forest. The open space has been covered with snow, but Xia De fully imagined that the nest that he defeated once was standing safely in the open space.
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ps: corresponding to Chapter 1021.
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