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Volume 1 The Year of the Meteor Chapter 14 The Shadow Comes (Part 2)

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    It's starting to get light.

    When the magic moon disappeared, the dim light enveloped the world again.  In a dark canyon somewhere in the rocky land, the flames burning all night have not stopped. In an area full of smoke, two figures are particularly eye-catching.

    Bast lay weakly on the ground humming an indistinct tone. The demon looked exhausted, with a heavy look of weariness that could not be concealed. After a night of inhuman torture, he had successfully suppressed the blue phosphorus fire.  Power, the flame on one side of the two arms has been completely extinguished, and the flame core on the other arm is less than the size of a pea. It won't take long for him to completely expel this damn power.

    Only occasionally, the green phosphorus fire would take advantage of him to relax a little and the fire would slightly increase, and the devil would feel a heart-stirring pain coming from his arm. At this time, he would groan in pain and then stop silently, but in his heart  He used every dirty word imaginable.

    From the corner of his eye, he would move out along the horizon from time to time, staring at the place where warmth and light came from in the distance. At this time, he would only have one thought in his mind.

    How could this damn rotten skeleton not be burned to death?

    Roland, who had been cursed thousands of times by Bast, stood motionless in the flames. The intensity of the green phosphorus fire was far less intense than before. The swirling flames only spit out a range of three or four feet away from his body, and the skeletal figure was like  A frozen statue was nailed to the ground, and only the sizzling flames continued to make sounds.

    As time slowly passed, Bast finally felt that he was about to usher in the dawn. The green phosphorus fire on his arm could no longer bring much harm to him. Although it was still very difficult, the devil finally had the extra strength to sit up straight.  He felt his stomach growling. After a night's work, the energy of the food he had eaten last night seemed to have been exhausted in his struggle with the phosphorus fire. At this time, the demon had a strong desire to eat.

    "It's a pity that there shouldn't be any suitable prey nearby at this time," Bast thought with some melancholy.

    He looked at the fire that was still burning in the distance. The devil couldn't help but gnashed his teeth. Unfortunately, he couldn't bite such a hard and smelly bone. If he could, Bast felt that he would never mind biting into pieces a certain bone that he hated.

    After gaining more energy, the demon squinted his eyes and looked at the figure in the flames intently. After a long period of burning, the intensity of the green phosphorus fire further weakened, leaving only a thin layer.  Using his own eyesight, he found that the bones seemed to be softening under the burning of the flames. This discovery made him greatly excited.

    "Such a fierce and terrifying flame, I don't believe it can't burn you to ashes."

    Finally, the fire was completely extinguished after flickering for a few times. After being relieved of the painful torture, the devil stood up. After learning the lessons from the previous times, he cautiously stood on the outermost edge and stared at the figure in the distance.

    After an unknown amount of time, Bast heard a clear crackling sound coming from Roland's body. The sharp-eyed demon immediately discovered that several thick bones on Roland's body had obvious cracks, and the sharp bone spurs were also shaking in the flames.  When Bast was surprised, he heard a "bang" sound and a bone spur exploded completely.

    This scene made the devil elated. Before he could calm down, the sound of explosions sounded one after another, and the bone spurs turned into ashes under the devil's eyes.

    Roland's body moved. His frozen body moved awkwardly like an old machine that had been abandoned for thousands of years. He took steps. However, before he could put his foot down, his body solidified again, and then lost his balance and stood upright.  He fell down and hit the ground with a thud.

    Is this guy really finished?  But why didn't he burn to ashes?  The devil was a little surprised and uncertain. He had such ardent expectations in his heart, and the devil tried to send out a wave of mental fluctuations.

    "Master, master."

    No response.

    The devil persevered and sent out thoughts many times, but without exception, it was like nothing. He knew that the meaning of this was unusual. The contract rooted in the soul allowed him to have an unobstructed spiritual dialogue with Roland. Even if the other party did not respond,  He can definitely receive the messages he sends, but the current situation is that all the mental fluctuations he sends are returned to Roland's body at the first touch, and cannot be transmitted at all.

    The devil's heart immediately surged, and his heart was completely filled with the beautiful reverie of being free. As long as he thought of being able to unlock that damn soul contract, the devil felt that the suffering he had suffered before seemed to be worth it.

    And my beloved hammer is mine again.  Thinking of this, he shifted his gaze and landed in the corner on the other side, where the inconspicuous and simple war hammer was put aside.When he was there, the devil's heart became even hotter when he thought about the terrifying power of this war hammer he had seen not long ago. He ran all the way over, holding back the strong discomfort and holding the handle of the war hammer in his hand.  .

    When you hold the war hammer, you have the power.  With this confidence, the devil had another thought in his mind. He looked at Roland, who was lying straight on the ground, with murderous intent in his eyes.  It would be safer to completely crush this damn rotten skeleton into ashes. He didn't want anything to change, so that he could say goodbye to the days of slavery with peace of mind.

    He held the hammer in a ferocious voice and approached the figure lying on the ground, thinking in his mind: What's more, there is that strange piece of black metal.  The devil knew that Roland had hidden it on his body using an unknown storage method. He believed that as long as the rotten bones were completely destroyed, the thing would definitely fall into his hands.

    The more Bast thought about it, the more he felt that his future was bright. The demon with a longing mentality raised the war hammer high, and only waited for a special method to stimulate the power of the war hammer before slamming it down.

    At this moment, a hoarse and low mental wave suddenly came in from outside the barrier. This wave of wave came without any warning, but it immediately made the devil's movements freeze and his face was shocked.

    "Finally found you."

    A gust of wind blew up, and the devil suddenly felt chilled all over.  He stiffly turned his neck in the direction of the wave, and waves of black mist were rising at the pass of the canyon.

    It was a deep shadow.

    (ps: It¡¯s a new Monday again, and there are less things to be busy with, so this week¡¯s updates will be a little faster. Everyone who has recommendation tickets in hand, please send more, so that I can have more confidence to rush to the list.  )

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