"What is that?" Lois asked.
Kazan swung a Keliang to stimulate the full view of the Keliang Ling arrow. A column of abyssal characters immediately appeared in the air.
"Thirteenth Throne Kazan receives the order. The day after tomorrow, when the color of the sky arc turns red, he will climb to the top of Apocalypse Mountain to receive the Tenth Throne Nergal's apocalyptic order."
The signature certainly reflects the unique and measurable atmosphere of the Emperor's throne.
When Lois saw the order message from the throne, Zuolan's pupils shrank slightly. The corners of Kazan's mouth were raised, revealing an evil smile that showed that the plan had been accomplished.
"Hmph." Kazan hummed softly.
"Kazan, the decisive moon is the day after tomorrow." Lois's red and delicate calves covered the backs of Kazan's rough and strong legs. The gentle squeeze confirmed her man's support and what she had done during her confinement. The original expectation of hard work.
Kazan swung his legs to the bed, Thaksin waved his legs, and the pink bed curtains and the curtains covering most of the windows were opened.
Immediately, the light from the arc of the sky came in, reflecting the same color on the floor of the palace. Kazan's upright face was illuminated by the light of the arc of the sky, and his slender shawl of dull blond hair also added to the dazzling look.
"That's the first step." Kazan said lowly and firmly.
At the same time, Wu Qi also woke up from the hunting team camp in the Silver Sand Desert. He got up and dined with Master Solu in the dining room. Of course, Solu would inevitably ask Wu Qi where he had gone and what he had done, but Wu Qi could politely refuse.
Firstly, whether he and Hiram's investigation into the Forest of Lark is confidential, and secondly, whether he considers that Solu was born in the Forest of Lark. If Solu knew that he was an enemy of the tribes in the Forest of Lark and caused a lot of damage, Baoqi would be a little unhappy.
As long as he never mentioned the word "Lark Forest" from the beginning, Solu would not guess that the place he went to was the Forest of Lark.
"Master, thank you for teaching him those things." Wu Qi put down the spoon and said suddenly.
Solu continued to eat while saying vaguely: "Why, did you use it in the past few months?"
"Yeah. Especially if you can measure the precision of manipulation of creations. If you haven't exercised it, you won't be able to come back now." Wu Qi said truthfully.
"Oh? Then what kind of measurable creation will I be able to create now?" Solu asked.
"The drill bit that simulates 'earth movement' and the flamethrower that simulates 'flying' are all newly mastered."
Solu smiled proudly after hearing this: "It's not bad. I don't know who my master is? I want to know whether the control power of measurable creation is difficult to improve, or whether it can be condensed at will if it is simply measurable. Whatever I can do, I can do my part, and I am already better than 95% of the third-level beings."
Wu Qi put his head around and asked, "Master, are you among the bottom 5%?"
Solu smiled and scolded with a boastful beard: "Nonsense, what is my kid thinking?"
Wu Qi smiled heartily.
Wu Qi had not lived such a relaxed life without much pressure on his shoulders for a long time. Not before coming to the Apocalypse Abyss, not when he and Hiram went deep into the Forest of Lark to investigate.
In another area thousands of kilometers away from Noah's base and away from Sister Ruorong, it seemed that only when the hunting team and Master Solu had time to eat and study together could he relax a little and be trapped in the enemy camp. Be wary.
After breakfast, Wu Qi said hello to Solu, and then participated in the hunting team's routine training on time.
The second in command of the hunting team, the werewolf Lykaon, was replaced by a hunter who had just improved his archery skills a few months ago. Wu Qi and Lykaon said hello and walked directly to Harvey.
"Sir Harvey. Dong Wuqi has returned to the team for training."
Harvey said "hmm". He didn't say much pleasantries, and he didn't ask Wu Qi where those confinement days went. Just now, he had a vague feeling that Wu Qi, who had returned from a trip with Hiram, seemed to have some indescribable aura around him.
I want to explore the true identity of that aura, and whether the missing formation of the disappearing archery is the fastest way to solve the mystery.
The two of them opened a distance of 200 meters with a tacit understanding. Harvey took the lead in raising a huge bow with an exaggerated size and set it on a large wooden arrow.
Waves of gray smoke flowed out from Harvey's body, immediately covering his arms, the giant bow, and the large arrows. He could concentrate a little more and aim the arrow directly at Wu Qi's heart.
Regardless of the environment or the people, Harvey didn't feel anything unusual. He suddenly coughed as usual, and shot an arrow to the heart of the wrong leg.
At that moment, Harvey noticed that Wu Qi's eyes suddenly changed. Those obsidian-like eyes actually project a wonderful ethereal feeling of liquid isolation from the world, as if it is another invisible and intangible sense that uses the "shell" of the visual sense to perform perception.
Wu Qi's eyes were too "dazzling", and Havildong narrowed his eyes consciously. He squinted his eyes and his vision became blurry, so he naturally missed the arrow he fired.
At a moment's notice, Wu Qi used the smallest amount of sideways movement to avoid Harvey's disappearing arrow; when Harvey's vision became clear, Wu Qi had already raised his longbow and pulled out the arrow.
Like a flood, gray smoke surged out from Wu Qi's hunter uniform. The gray smoke not only enveloped the bow and arrow, but even the three feet around Wu Qi's body became the area it covered!
The moment Wu Qi's leg fingers became wet, Harvey's body actually activated the "super-sensory" state on its own! The movement of everything in his field of vision slowed down. Wu Qishou's leg fingers seemed to be close to the string, and the arrow had just come off the long bow.
That was completely different from the first wrong practice. The first time Wu Qi activated the gravitational force hidden in the wooden arrow stimulated his hunter's intuition, but now Wu Qi didn't make any small moves.
The ability to escape death that was integrated into his huge black elf body made a judgment, judging that he would be easily hit by an arrow and be seriously injured and on the verge of death.
Three seconds have passed in Dong's slow world in the "super-sensory" state, and there is not much time left for Harvey Dong to make a decision.
Harvey finally chose to open and close his eyes, and the "super-sensory" state had just reached the critical five seconds.
Everything flies by. Just then, there was an unpleasant "pop" sound in the empty sand, and a touch of bright red flowed from Harvey's left arm, as thick as a little giant, and fell into the silver-red sand.
Harvey did block Wu Qi's arrow, but he used his left arm to block it.
That showed that he couldn't dodge and was afraid of the destructive power when the arrow hit his torso.
Wu Qi was slightly surprised. He had thought that Harvey would be more embarrassed when handling the arrow. But that's harmless.
The wrong practice continues. Wu Qi never shot another arrow that hurt a hair on Harvey's head, and he didn't hit Xingwei either. Wu Qi gradually discovered and identified the strange feeling emanating from Harvey.
Harvey seemed to have become stronger at a certain point in time, especially his eyes. The left eye and right eye spread invisible pressure, and the pressure given by the two eyes was very different.
Judging from the appearance of the eyes alone, there is no difference whether the eyes are as dark as ink or not.
Maybe some kind of third-order magic. Wu Qi thought silently.
Wu Qi also followed the hunting team at Dongwu, patrolling with the Leopard Head Team according to the established track.
The number of communication crows flying in the sky was obviously greater. Wu Qi could guess the increased search intensity of the intelligence team led by the third crow man Kerr by counting the number of times he saw them. Not only that, Wu Qi felt that there were hundreds of weak and measurable auras in the desert east of Yinshan along the way. The positions of the weak measurable fluctuations remain unchanged, and the distances between them have obvious patterns, as if they are setting up an array of iron barrels.
"Kazan immediately asked to go to the top of the Apocalypse Mountain to accept the duel with the Tenth Throne Nergal's 'Apocalypse Order'. It turned out that no one dared to tell before he actually came out. Whether Kazan will arrange those hind legs has considered the near future. —Nergal’s envoys will lead a large-scale invasion there. Thinking from another perspective, Nergal, the tenth throne, should also have arrangements.”
Wu Qi thought deeply and found out that there was no "gain" from the patrol that day. In the morning, the only thing that impressed Wu Qi was that Harvey came back from patrol with the beautiful snow lynx with red hair.
Even if Snow Lynx has restrained the dandruff well, some of the dandruff will leak out from the pores. Wu Qi was very familiar with that kind of cold and measurable aura that was so pure and without a trace of impurities. That's the unique smell of the ice-cursed land.
Then the Snow Lynx belongs to the Ice Curse Tribe, and the Fire Cat that attacked her before belongs to the Fire Le Tribe.
Why did the two members of the top ten Bailing clans stay away from the clans in the center of the Bailing Forest and come all the way to the border of the Silver Sand Desert? The original motive is very intriguing, and what is even more intriguing is that they fought in a life-and-death fight. One party died, and the other stayed in Donglai-stayed in the hunting party of the fourth captain Harvey.
Wu Qi looked at Xue Lynx for a little longer. Xue Lynx also noticed Wu Qi's unkind and suspicious look, and turned to Yuan Ji to glare at Wu Qi.
"Ugh."
Wu Qi withdrew his gaze, turned and left.
In fact, the Bungao Snow Lynx was a spy sent by the Ice Curse Envoy, or simply a member of the tribe who "ran away from home"; getting rid of her at this juncture was not the best choice.
That was the least risky thing to do, and Harvey would not do that; they were both from the top ten wealthy families, and there was a trace of the emotional chain of fellow villagers holding them back.
Wu Qi didn't know when he had reached the shadow where the light of the camp's torches could not shine. His steps forward suddenly stopped, and then he stopped in place.
"Among the seven Eastern thrones, Nergal is the only one who has not sent troops to attack the human base. This is the biggest reason why the throne does not protect Nergal."
What Kazan said last month came to Wu Qi's mind again. That's not the first time.
Wu Qi was indeed shocked when he heard those words at first, but he kept his mind as calm as a mirror lake, so he didn't make any micro-expression mistakes in front of Kazan. After that, he recalled that sentence many times, and the belated emotions gradually came over him.
Over time, the Tenth Throne that invaded the human base gradually became an alien among the Thirteen Thrones. But for him as a human being, the Tenth Throne is not an enemy.