The young man's vision was blurred by blood. The blue brocade dress was stained with a layer of black red. A big hole was torn in his chest, and one eye was invisible. The line of sight moved up reluctantly, and a red figure could be seen vaguely still standing reluctantly, but the burning intensity of the flame was probably just the end of the crossbow.
There were three corpses lying beside him, and the boy himself was half dead, unable to provide combat power. The other side is still in the best condition. Although I was caught unprepared, I am afraid that even a direct confrontation will not change the situation of the annihilation of myself and others, right?
Although there is still a surplus of magic power, his power at the moment can hardly produce any power - no, there is another role.
The air mixed with his blood and compressed in his hands to form a red bubble. Then, he waved the bubble to the girl.
Just before the girl's fall, the bubbles burst behind her. With the bubbles as the center, compressed air spewed out in all directions. This is the magic that he used his last power to release, and the power... is enough to make the girl leave the range of the enemy array.
At least, let a person live. He shouted at the girl with power from nowhere
"This is my last magic power, Alia, live on! Take our news, take the news of other nations out!"
Another sharp blade pierced his throat, which was the enemy who responded. The hand stretched forward dropped weakly, and the last trace of vitality gradually dissipated.
The third floor of the Black Tower——
The light blue array floats in the air and emits faint light. Many testers are watching from afar. It seems that they intend to enjoy the benefits of fishing when the array is exhausted. But their idea was doomed to fail. A red figure flew out of the array, and the sharp eyed person recognized her identity in an instant.
"Princess Alia!" someone exclaimed, and several people rushed to the girl. This was an opportunity to make friends with the royal family. So many people around were watching. It was better to have a good relationship than to kill and steal treasures. Some people surrounded the side of the array, and the princess flew out of the array, but the array field still exists. From the wound of the princess, the purpose and identity of the array releaser is somewhat intriguing
The barrier forms a protective cover, which will not be broken in a short time, and the line of sight cannot penetrate.
The half naked man took the knife back to his waist and kicked the boy in the chest.
"Just a little bit, we could kill the princess, and we would have no hope if we lost this opportunity." The man said bitterly, his shoes were trapped in the flesh, and the cruel picture nearly activated the man's blood.
"Stop it, Tucker. The pupils are loose. This guy is dead. Search their props and we'll leave. You can stop so many people outside?"
"Hum, that princess is lucky. Next time I..."
……
As if floating between heaven and earth, I saw a hand stretched out to me.
A faint call sounded in my ears. It seems that something is liberated and awakened in the body, and the bleeding wound on the neck is repaired. Light blue light passes through the body. The surface of the body gradually becomes transparent, and muscles, blood vessels, viscera, and bones are clearly visible.
Repair and reorganization. In a hazy sense, he opened his hands in one direction, and his lips opened and closed,
"Contract..." Finally, all consciousness was lost.
……
My body is so heavy... My head hurts... What happened? My team was attacked, and then... I seem to be dead? Yes, he is dead. His neck is about to be cut off. What's the situation now? With consciousness... is this the dead world? I didn't expect that it really exists. If I record my feelings now, I'm afraid I can become a formal mage directly? It's a pity
No, it doesn't feel right. My heart is still beating, so
Opening his eyes suddenly, Yi Feng rolled up and began to cough violently at the ground. It seemed that there was something surging in his throat, which made him want to cough out his internal organs.
"Seems like a strange place?" He wiped the residual saliva at the corner of his mouth with his sleeve casually. Yi Feng gasped, and his eyes moved from the ground to all around.
An ordinary brown and yellow wooden table with several open books and a pen on it. A table leg seems to be missing, and a rubber looking thing is placed under it. The chair board is pushed inside. The sun shines through the window above the wooden table. There is a pot of meat at the edge of the wooden table. Just under the sun, you can see the dust flying under the sun, as well as the endless sky and sea outside the window.
On the right side of the table is an iron door with rusty spots. In the middle of the door seems to be a person's name, which may be the name of the owner of the room.
Reluctantly holding up some weak body, Yi Feng sat beside the bed in a daze, wondering what to do. He still retains the memory before death in his mind. Although he feels reluctant to say death now, after all, he is sitting here alive, and the heart in his chest is beating forcefully.
"Did someone save me?" There was no response, except the heavy roar like an old cow gasping.
Unconsciously, his hand touched his neck, which was bright and clean, but the roughness of the beginning made him wonder whether he had been replaced - maybe it was really possible with his injury?
Get out of bed and walk on the ground barefoot. It seems that there is a strange feeling that I haven't walked for a long time. Don't know how to face this feeling, he walked to the iron cabinet with the room name on it.
Yi Feng
This is the name on the cabinet.
The smooth surface of the cabinet reflects a soft face, with two thin eyebrows rippling softly, black eyes and hair, and beautiful features. This is a beautiful face, but it is destroyed by the frightened expression on the face.
This is a thrill from nowhere, because it is his name that is written on the cabinet. Although this is still his face, it brings a strange feeling. Is the owner of this room also called Yi Feng?
What a coincidence!
I don't know how to imagine, Yi Feng can't help but take two steps back.
Do you want to test it?
Hesitating, he took a deep breath, stretched out his hand to the table in front of him, imagined the voice of a mouse grinding its teeth, and tried to communicate internal energy——
"Magic sound technique." The voice of a mouse sounded, and it seemed that there was more than one. They got together and chewed wood with their teeth. Climb onto the table, knock down the potted plant, pick up the pen and book to chew hard.
None of the above things happened, nothing in Yi Feng's imagination happened, and no strange sounds were heard. All these were just his fantasies.
"The hand of the mage!"
"Dispel!"
"Magic missiles!"
Everything is invalid, even unable to communicate the energy in his body, so I'm afraid it can only be because he has no energy at all.
Frustrated, he pulled back his hand, and Yu Guang accidentally brushed the faint red on the back of his hand, as if the tattoo had not completely faded.
"This is... What?"
[Body refreshing, preparing for data]
[The current status is semi data oriented. You can return to the space and select the data completeness]
[Branding coverage in progress, currently 30%]
The voice of unknown men and women sounded in his head. Yi Feng's movement stopped, and he looked around, but no one was around.
"Who?" Try to shout out, digitize, and cover with branding... Although they are some nouns that they cannot understand, the voice that sounds from nowhere should have something to do with their current state.
[Branding coverage completed, marking function enabled]
[Welcome to the rebirth space]
A red light emerges from the mark on the back of the hand, which is like a strange tattoo that has not been completely faded. It is filled in under the red light, and light particles flow out from it, and finally it is combined into words——
[Whether to start the reincarnation trainee task]
For a while, he forgot to breathe. What happened at the moment is beyond his understanding. Although I still have a little doubt that I was saved by some great mage, who can save me from the black tower?
Under the black tower, all beings are equal. This is not a joke.
"Thank you very much for saving my life, but excuse me... Who are you?" Although I am not clear about the current situation, let's ask tentatively first.
[Recurrence Space]
Seems to have heard the name once? Is reincarnation space, reincarnation... life? The reincarnation space sounds like the name of an organization.
"What do I need to do? What is the reincarnator?"
[As a reincarnator, complete the tasks assigned by space in each world, interfere with the timeline of each world, and ensure the smooth progress of the world order. Instead of exploring the unknown world nodes in space, ask for resources. Finally, the space will distribute resources belonging to the reincarnator according to their own participation in the task or exploration, completion, and interference values]
That last suspicion was finally broken. If it wasn't someone who was joking with himself, then
