C342 Ugly(2)

Pah! With a flick of my shoulder, I freed myself from the hideous pincer of the ugly monster. Then, I raised my right hand and used the Voodoo Thrust to attack the monster's disgusting, fat belly.

The ugly monster took a step back, causing my attack to miss. If my attack missed, I would immediately use my second attack. The warrior's blood has already flowed through my body for hundreds of years, even though I am now a Necromancer. In close combat, I still know what to do. The ugly monster continues to retreat. My combined attack has all missed. What do you mean? With its abilities, I don't need to give in at all. But why does it keep dodging?

I have no choice but to stop and stare into its small eyes that give me goosebumps. "Why didn't you attack me? Why?" I couldn't help but ask. After thinking for a moment, I couldn't help but laugh at myself for being so foolish. How could this big bug understand my words? Even Ekdo might not be able to communicate with it. Ekdo might know the beast language, but he might not know the insect language.

The ugly monster did not respond. The two green lights in the darkness flickered. I was extremely frustrated. I subconsciously touched my head and felt my hair getting stuck in my hands. So it turns out that madman's sword qi had cut off all of my hair.

"Alright, then. Forgive my rudeness for trespassing into a treasure land. Since you disdain to fight with me, please raise your pincer and let me leave." I helplessly compromised with this ugly thing.

The ugly thing still didn't have any reaction.

Clang! Clang! The Staff of Pain and Cecilia's golden flower basket fell to the ground at the same time. I hugged my head in pain and fell to the ground. This bastard, could it be that he wants to confront me to the end of time like this?

The ugly bug moved. Not only did it move, it also moved very quickly. In an instant, its ugly little eyes were close to my nose. I was so frightened that I hurriedly crawled back, and my heart almost jumped out of my chest.

The two green dots of light disappeared, and the rustling sounds continued incessantly. My back was stuck to the cold and hard soil. Damn it, why did I lose the Staff of Pain? I took a deep breath and rolled forward to touch my magic weapon.

When the Staff of Pain entered my hand, my heart calmed down a little. I continued to feel Cecilia's flower basket. At this moment, the rustling sounds stopped. The sudden calm gave me a fright. Before the storm arrived... Usually, it was the calmest. Is this damned big bug ready to attack me?

Sitting on the ground is too unfavorable for me, I immediately stand up and look around. I can't see my hands in the ground, so I can't determine the exact location of the enemy.

Time slowly passed. I stood on guard for a long time. However, that ugly monster seemed to have suddenly died, and there was no movement at all. I had no choice but to activate my spiritual energy to search for traces of this dangerous enemy. The meditation spread far and wide, but I still couldn't find any information on that ugly creature.

It ran away? I was confused. This terrifying creature suddenly came out of the ground and disappeared just like that, as if it had never appeared before.

I concentrated my spiritual energy and continuously searched within a range of 20 feet around my body. However, that strange creature truly disappeared.

I wiped the sweat off my forehead and let out a long breath. This is truly incomprehensible, but I can't be bothered to understand it. As long as it doesn't make things difficult for me and lets me escape, I'll just pretend that I've never met it before.

As I fumbled around, I finally touched Cecilia's golden flower basket. There were five bags of Pain Flower in the flower basket, and not a single one was missing. Shh, I let out a long breath. After such a long time, that Slayer should have already left, right?

However, after thinking for a while, I still didn't dare to rashly dig out of the soil. Let's continue walking for a bit longer. I can't be bothered by these strange things anymore. I must go to the Lut Gholein safely and return to the Arreat in the north. Thinking of the Lut Gholein, I can't help but think of my lonely and hopeless 260 years.

After the ugly bug disappeared, the hardness of the soil actually decreased a lot. I can walk slowly in the soil again. However, I don't know why, but I feel that Cecilia's flower basket has become a little heavy. There were only five bags of the Pain Flower that were about to dry up in the flower basket, but that amount.

Although I felt that it was a little strange, I didn't think too much about it. Perhaps I was overly nervous.

Under the pitch-black ground, I continued forward, slowly... The temperature of the soil rose and became softer and softer. Although walking saves me more and more energy, the hot and humid environment makes me more and more uncomfortable. The left hand that is holding Cecilia's flower basket is slightly sore. I might really be too tired, I shake my head. Putting down the flower basket, he sat down and rested for a while. Handing the Staff of Pain to his left hand, he lifted Cecilia's flower basket with his right hand and continued forward.

I walked around underground for about a day and night. Every few hours I walked, my hand that was holding the flower basket started to ache. I had no choice but to rest and change my hand.

I think I should have already escaped the range of the Slayers's pursuit. Walking underground was not a pleasant thing. The novelty of mastering the earth escape technique slowly faded. The dark and hot underground makes me restless and uneasy.

I have decided to dig out of the soil and float to the surface of the sea. Under the ground, I was completely unable to determine my direction. I might even return to the Rogge if I continue walking like this.

When I come out of the ground, the cold seawater immediately makes me feel refreshed. However, in the deep sea, the pressure of the water was extremely great. I felt a pain in my chest and eardrums.

Boom! I carefully released a 'vengeful soul'. With the counterforce and the buoyancy of the seawater, my body shot towards the surface of the sea like an arrow.

The dazzling sunlight made it almost impossible for me to open my eyes. I lived a life of a mole underground. My body was still unable to adapt to the sunlight. Although my eyes are closed, my mind does not dare to relax at all. The tentacles of meditation immediately extend in all directions.

There is no creature that makes me feel uneasy on the vast sea surface. I took a deep breath and the functions of my brain began to recover. Suddenly, I felt that there was sunlight, water, and the world of air that made me happy. Just like if Marina was still by my side.

Why do people only understand the preciousness of what they once had after they have completely lost it?