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- The hell flower is said to grow from hell. It is a flower condensed from the resentment of monsters who died due to being hunted by hunters. It is black and grows on lava as nutrients. Bloodthirsty, the hunter who takes it must pay the price of blood to keep it alive. This is the revenge of the monsters on the hunter. And it is exactly the goal of Constance's trip.
"It's not very special. It looks ordinary. Is it really it?" Cliff looked at it carefully for a while and asked dubiously.
"Yes, it should be," Constance was taking off the equipment on his body. The space bag, dagger, buckler, backpack, and other ordinary equipment were all removed from the Yan Gelong suit. "From It looks exactly like what others told me, so take it off first."
The rest of the equipment could not withstand the high temperature of the lava, so it naturally had to be placed on the shore. However, Constance did not forget the bloodthirsty characteristics of the hell flower. He wiped the cutting knife he had just used and wiped away the blood on the tip of the upper keel. , biting it on his mouth, ready to use it later.
"We're gone." Constance approached the magma, and what came face to face was the hot air spurting out of the magma. He muttered in his heart, and slowly put in the legs that were tightly wrapped by Yan Gelong's equipment. Among the bubbling magma.
Inch by inch, Constance slowly entered, and as soon as the toes of Constance's right foot touched the magma, he heard a "squeak" sound. The Yan Ge Dragon equipment, whose surface temperature was not yet high, made a sound when it came into contact with the high temperature magma. Constance was really surprised and thought something was going to go wrong. However, fortunately, the Yan Ge Dragon equipment was of excellent quality. After the sound, Nothing happened again.
Constance also used the toes wrapped in the shoes to gently tilt up to feel the temperature inside the equipment. Sure enough, it had a heat insulation effect. There was no change in the internal temperature from the normal temperature. Only then did Constance become bolder. Accelerates the speed of entering magma.
Little by little, he tested the bottom of the magma with his right foot. When the magma submerged his knees, it finally touched the bottom, and Constance's last worries disappeared. Before this, Constance had been worried about what to do if the magma was too deep. The lava higher than the head is blocking the front. Should we go back and assemble a Yan Gelong boat? Now this worry is gone.
He carefully entered the lava at an oblique angle with his left heel, entering the water gently, for fear of stirring up a little magma. If this high-temperature magma were stirred up and hit the exposed skin, it would definitely cause a first-degree burn. Constance did not want to be burned in the future. People are treated like monsters.
"Okay, slowly, slowly." His left foot also came into contact with the magma pool. Constance breathed a sigh of relief and gently waded through the magma, heading towards the Hell Flower in the distance.
Although she was wading over, Constance didn't dare to make any big moves. The exposed skin on her waist told her that the lava here was no joke. She only prayed that the Dragonite blacksmith's skills would be excellent and that she would not miss it. The lava was boiling, and human flesh was roasted in the boots.
???????????????????????????????????????????????? Bit by bit, to describe Constance¡¯s current speed is to say that it is fast. The hot steam from the high-temperature magma is burning Constance¡¯s face, and sweat is pouring from his head and back. Walking in magma consumes a lot of mental and physical energy every minute.
Magma is no different than lake water. The shallow and clear lake water allows you to see the environment at the bottom of the pool and choose the best route. The lake water will not hurt people. The worst is that you will get your clothes wet. The magma was fiery red and turbid. Although it was shallow, Constance could not clearly see the situation below no matter how big his eyes were. He could only repeatedly stretch his right foot forward to explore the path. Safety was the first priority. Constance did not want to think about himself. Take a "hot bath" "comfortably" in this magma. Being impatient will only do bad things.
Constance was not in a hurry, but Cliff on the shore was extremely anxious. He was worried that his precious nephew's wife would be cooked by the lava. He stared at Constance, wishing he could take action himself.
"Hoo, ho." Constance walked nearly fifteen meters and spent most of her energy. She could only stand in the magma and take a breath. The loss of a lot of energy and water left her with a dry mouth and a cutting knife. His lips were also slightly purple, and if it hadn't been for the persistence in his heart, it would have slipped from his mouth into the magma.
"There are still a few steps left, hold on, hold on." Constance could only think of the word hold on now, and the heat made her head feel dizzy. Fortunately, we chose the right route. The lava was still only just over our knees, so it was still safe.
Five meters, three meters, one meter, to the shore.
"Huh, here we are." The big stone in Constance's heart fell to the ground, and the goal of the first paragraph was completed.
"Try hard!" He put his hands on the edge of the rock and tried hard to slowly pull his body out of the magma, spending all his strength on his waist and hands.
"Ah, no." Constance used all her strength, but her mouth could no longer hold the cutting knife. The cutting knife was vertical in the air.It fell, hit the rock, bounced, fell into the rolling magma, and disappeared.
"This, this is how we can do it." Constance sat paralyzed on a rock about five square meters. He looked at the hell flower growing on the smooth rock, but did not dare to touch it. Without the nourishment of blood, the hell flower only had Wither this road.
Constance could only sit side by side with Hell Flower and think of a solution, with a gloomy look on his face.
At this time, Cliff, who was far away on the shore, shouted: "Constance, look here."
As soon as Constance looked up, she saw Cliff waving his cutting knife and smiling at Constance. Constance understood what Cliff meant, stood up with difficulty, and shook his right hand. Signaled.
"Let's go!" Cliff aimed at Constance's location, calculated his strength and threw the knife over.
Throwing is a compulsory course for hunters. Throwing dyed fruits, throwing flash bombs, etc. are all tests of this course, and Cliff is undoubtedly the leader in this aspect. Constance looked like a precision-guided missile, flying accurately. The cutting knife has a smile on its face.
Suddenly, the knife "disintegrated". The scabbard that was originally attached to the knife edge separated from the knife edge and flew to other places. However, the cutting knife also lost part of its weight and its flight path deviated. If this continues, it will not be just right. Instead of landing on a rock, it flies into the lava behind the rock.
Constance didn't have time to think about it. Seeing that Cliff's knife was a cutting knife whose blade was entirely ground from the upper keel, Constance smiled sadly. She was not sure she could hold the handle of the knife, and the reality was not She was allowed to take such risks, so she
"Ah." The knife was in Constance's hand, but Constance couldn't hold it back. Feeling the heartbreaking pain in her palm, she couldn't help but scream.
"What's wrong?" When Cliff saw the knife "disintegrated", he no longer had any hope of success, but when he heard Constance's scream, he still shouted excitedly and asked.
"It's okay." Constance waved his intact left hand to indicate that it was okay, and quietly hid the knife in his right palm behind his back.
The palm is the knife that is caught with the palm of the hand. Since there was no way to catch the flying knife from the side, Constance simply took the risk and caught the knife directly with the palm of his right hand. The blade of the knife was embedded in his hand by about two centimeters. Fortunately, There was no penetration, otherwise the pain might have caused the exhausted Constance to faint.
"Crack." Enduring the pain, Constance squatted in front of the Hell Flower and carefully pulled out the knife inserted in the palm of his hand. A column of blood shot out, just hitting the Hell Flower. The words seemed to be covered by several invisible mouths. Sucked clean, Constance seemed to be able to hear the hell flower singing happily after getting the blood.
There was no blood on the palm of his right hand, and soon it almost turned into a bloody hand. However, Constance had no intention of stopping the bleeding. Instead, with a smile on his face, he wrapped the Hell Flower's hand with his bloody hand. Pull out the flower stem gently.
The hell flower bursts out of the ground, and Constance gets her.
"Huh!" The large amount of blood loss made Constance's mind even more confused. If it hadn't been for the belief in his mind, he might not have been able to cross the lava back to the shore again. Fortunately, this was the second time and he had enough experience. This time it was obviously a bit faster.
"Return the knife to you, Uncle Cliff." As soon as Constance landed, he said to Cliff who came up to him, and returned the cutting knife held in his left hand.
"You, how could you accept the knife like this?" Cliff took the knife and looked at the blood on the edge of the knife and Constance's right palm, complaining distressedly.
"It's going to bleed anyway, so what's the point of saving more blood for the master." Constance raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a smile that was totally inconsistent with the injury, "Uncle Cliff, do you have any rope?"
"Yes, I brought the hunting necessities." Cliff took out a rope as thick as a little finger, used to tie up the materials, and handed it to Constance.
"Thank you." Constance thanked weakly, then clenched his right hand into a fist, but held the Hell Flower softly, used a rope to firmly fix his right hand into a fist shape, and said with a sad smile: "This way you won't be afraid of letting go. ¡±
"Quick, quick, let's go back." Cliff picked up Constance's backpack on the ground, stuffed all the things Constance left behind in front of him, helped Constance up, and stepped on The way back to the city.
"Have you brought my belt bag?" Constance opened his slightly closed eyes and looked at the ground. When he saw that there were no props left behind, he moved the bag that seemed to be filled with lead with Cliff's help. leg.
"No, this won't work." Cliff helped Constance and it took him almost half a minute to walk ten meters, then he put his backpack on his back.He held Constance behind his back and ran back in small steps.
Cliff¡¯s road-crazy nature didn¡¯t break out at this time, but he didn¡¯t feel the slightest bit happy. He trotted all the way with Constance on his back, and finally returned to the village at around two o¡¯clock in the afternoon.
"Go back, go back right away." Cliff ran to the Marutori car he had booked angrily, and woke up the driver who was still napping there.
The coachman was frightened. Looking at Constance who was covered in blood, he asked: "Do you want to hire a doctor for the lady? In this way"
"There's no time. I'm here. We'll take care of it on the way. Let's go back now." Cliff interrupted the coachman and got into the car himself.
Naturally, the driver would not have any emotions. Driving was his mission. He quickly waved his whip and used all his strength to control the car on the wilderness road.
In the car, Cliff gave Constance, who was already unconscious, some expensive recovery medicine, but it was only a drop in the bucket. Cliff had no choice but to play a song that restored physical strength and endurance. Praying in my heart to return to Lockark quickly.
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