One Eyed Monster

The noon sun is not too warm, and the strands are sprinkled on Gulu Mountain calmly. The place where the sun shines is bright and yellow, and it looks like a live fish leaping out of the water. The dark place where there is no light all day long is still like a water surface without ripples, with a hint of cunning in the calm.

　　 This kind of scene is like in a courtyard where afternoon tea is held, an old grandmother is holding a book in her hand, telling a story through the lens of glass glasses in a tone that you can't understand.

　　 or some truth...

　　 The old grandmother turned the book gently, uttering words slowly, and didn't care if you understood or didn't understand.

　　 Those ambiguous tones seem to say: "Everything has a visible and an invisible side, just like when the seemingly calm waves hit the beach, they also generate tremendous power."

　　 "Everything has a moment of slumber and awakening. The hibernating bear will wake up groggy when the warmth comes, but the roars of foraging will make you frightened."

　　 "There is still a choice of contention and abandonment in everything. It is just a decision to choose to go further or to take a step back and broaden the sky."

　　 "……"

　　 The axe chopped off by Igor fluttered to the ground following the grandmother's slow words. He was unbiased, so a tiny bit hit the feet of the slender looter.

"The ordinary back figure is about to enter long sleep, and another sleeping devil wakes up again and will appear in a familiar body." Igor's mind is still whispered by the old grandmother, "It's just a decision to fight or give up. That's it..."

　　 Your belief affects your decision, whether to awaken another soul in your body, or to endure the pain caused by the destruction of your belief silently...

"Evil is evil after all, and what it brings to people is pain and nightmares. If you encounter evil, you must teach it a lesson." Igor muttered softly, with a low voice like a bird catching a fish, on the surface of the water. Flashed by.

　　 The gentle narration of that kind old grandmother is a signal that Igor's balance of faith is tilted, and the weight that makes the balance of faith rebalance is the choice Igor believes.

In the face of the dark alchemist, Igor’s choice is to "learn a lesson." This is different from his previous pity and regret for the two stupid robbers, compared to being oppressed by the cruel reality and devoted to the cause of banditry. People, the guys who took the initiative to devote themselves to the dark magic arts made him feel sad, it was a kind of depravity of the soul to evil. Therefore, facing the evil villain, Igor will look firm and full of power.

　　 Igor's bizarre transformation is not the caterpillar turning into a butterfly, nor the sudden awakening of the second personality. This transformation is just that a cat sees a mouse, showing the nature of a natural enemy.

　　 It’s just that the nature of this natural enemy needs Igor’s "Balance of Faith" to decide...

　　 But these complicated scenes, no one will see except Igor.

　　 Others can only see the panic of two idiot robbers and the astonishment of the dark alchemist.

The tip of the slender robber’s nose is already sweating, and no matter how much the axe drops, his toes will be separated from him, and his brother, the short and fat guy, is not much better. Rolling on the ground with his wrists...

　　 This situation immediately weakened the knees of the slender figure, and the situation of "the hero is forgiving" was reversed.

　　The dark alchemist can no longer care about the heat of the sun. He fumbled for his sleeves, trying to find some alchemy equivalent from him. The black alchemist, like other black warlocks, is despised by people in the Uvern Continent. Compared with the black witchcraft, which studies taboo witchcraft and bone fighters, studies reverse physique, the black alchemist steals and uses alchemy equations, such a despicable method Even more disgusting, although this speculative trick cannot master the quality skills that the alchemist is proud of, it can bring a contract call equivalent to witchcraft, and this time-limited contract beast is exchanged with the alchemist. The exchange beast looks no different.

　　 To some extent, the contract beast is more ferocious and cruel than the exchange beast...

　　 But the black alchemist seemed to hesitate. He didn't know if he should dig out the inventory at the bottom of the box. He had other important tasks. Is it worth using the last contract for this psychic book?

　　 One stolen alchemy equation is one less. He is not a genuine alchemist who can create or reuse his own alchemy equation. The current situation is indeed a barrier to choice for him.

　　 Monster Cardy watched from the hidden place anxiously. These two guys are standing, are they still fighting? He wanted to see what kind of medicine the guy in the cave bought in the gourd.

　　Kady's anxiety didn't last long. Igor didn't plan to give the black alchemist how long to think about it. For the time being, there was only one thought in his mind, and that was to beat this evil running dog.

　　 Three-step and two-step Igor slammed his fist. The knife he had taken away was abandoned by him long ago. According to his creed, the best way to punch someone is with his fist.

The black alchemist watched the menacing Igor hurriedly reacted to the gesture of retreat. He was just a black alchemist, a lazy, opportunistic guy, unable to fight in an alchemist way at once, he could only pin his hopes on The powder on his body is equal to the alchemy stolen from nowhere.

　　 The powder was wrapped in the stolen alchemy equation symbol. He couldn't write the alchemy equation by hand, but he could flexibly use his fingers to simplify a complex bandaging action to the point where no one else could see it. These unidentified powders wrapped in alchemy runes were his way of reacting to the new stupid.

　　 With the effect of the alchemy equation sign, the powder turned into a spherical object and smashed towards Igor's body.

However, a fool with a bad brain can even speak wild words, so you can see the alchemist... Before the mockery in his mind was fully formed, he felt a sharp pain in his right cheek... Then he The whole body flew to the left.

　　 What made him even more unexpected was that the spherical object he threw out actually learned to turn and landed on himself inexplicably.

　　 It's over, is it a burst? Is it corrosion? Still numb? His mind quickly turned to the effect of those spherical objects, after all, that would be something that would happen to him soon.

　　 After the spherical objects touched him, Peng Peng burst, and a green smoke covered him. After a while, he experienced a sorrow and grief all over his body, and fell to the ground feebly from the air. It seemed that he... was defeated, and he was hit by his alchemy mist for some reason.

　　In this scene, Cardi opened his mouth wide, and the guy in the cave was so fast that he not only avoided the alchemist's pill at that moment, but also bounced the pill back at that moment of avoidance! This is not something ordinary people can do. Kevin’s group of old guys often said that the alchemist’s pill was only a few gurglings from the time it was thrown to the effect. In a few gurgling time, the guy could actually take each other’s pills. Using counterattack to resolve ~www.NovelMTL.com~ That guy is really getting more and more interesting.

　　 No wonder he said that.

"This punch is a lesson for you as an evil servant." Igor walked to the black alchemist and pulled off the hood that was wrapped around his head. "For you, the sun is the best punisher. , Open your eyes and see, this beautiful world has become lethargic because of your presence."

The sun shining on the white face, making some burning noises, the black alchemist hurriedly covered it with his hands, the burns of the sun and the aches all over his body made him keep uttering ah ah-pain , His hair is falling off, his skin is fading, it seems that the sunlight can burn him to ashes.

　　 "Spare—a—I—be." He endured painful and difficult begging. He wanted that new stupid, no, that strong man let him go.

　　 "The black magic that has come to the world should be punished. I said, I have never been afraid of bad guys!" Igor did not have the slightest sympathy. In his belief, the evil of black magic was intolerable.

The black alchemist kept rolling and groaning under the unbridled toss of the sun...Everyone who reached the end of the road would lose his original sanity. The scorching pain caused the black alchemist to forget his other tasks, and he could no longer take care of it. There are so many, and only the fight back is left in his heart. The last magic weapon that is pressed at the bottom of the box should also be taken out...

　　The magic weapon at the bottom of the box is a small centipede, but with the addition of alchemy equations and some magic spells, it can reach a contract with another alien...

　　 I want everyone here to experience the pain I am now suffering... He endured the huge pain, silently chanting these words in the contract. Come out, contract beast! Not afraid of bad guys, huh, I want to see if you **** is afraid of death!