The Necromancer of the Dark World/C366 Great Alchemist Six(2)
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C366 Great Alchemist Six(2)

"I won't bet on the Flower of Pain. Don't even think about it. How about this, I'll bet on thirty pills that I just refined. If you win, it's yours. If you lose... Hehe, you have to be my little dog. " Anya's face was full of a mischievous smile.

Why do you always want to enslave me? I feel very unhappy, but since it is a bet that is guaranteed to be won, I won't refuse. Although I can't win back the Flower of Pain, I'm sure those 30 spiritual herbs will be able to help Ekdo and Grace in the future. That's also not bad.

I stretched out my hand and Anya looked at me in surprise, "What are you doing?"

"Holding my hand." I don't want to talk nonsense.

"Bah, pervert, why should I hold your hand? Don't even think about it." Anya rolled her eyes at me.

" Are you going to bet or not? " I looked at her angrily. Sometimes, this woman is like an idiot, unable to understand my intentions at all. I want to take advantage of you? Hehe, go ahead.

"What does this have to do with gambling?" Anya continued to be an idiot.

"Okay, it's fine if you don't pull my hand, but I will not come back after I get out. You can continue to enjoy the ice water here." I sneered.

"Huh? You speak the truth." Although Anya didn't believe that I could escape through the earth, she thought of the possibility that she could fall into the water at any time on the thin ice, so she reluctantly held my hand.

I released the ultimate wood skill. A pale blue light enveloped our bodies. Anya seemed to feel the wonderful atmosphere of the "domain," and her hand slightly struggled, "What are you doing?"

I was too lazy to bother with her and grabbed the Staff of Pain and Cecilia's basket of flowers with my left hand and Anya with my right hand as I slowly walked towards the stone wall.

"Ah!"

When I led Anya through the stone wall, Anya screamed in fear, "You really are a demon!"

I was so angry that I did not respond. I dragged her through the mud and walked up step by step.

The sunlight on the ground was glaring. I narrowed my eyes for a long time before slowly getting used to it. Anya, however, opened her mouth and stared at me in shock. Her face was still covered in mud and she looked very funny.

"Ha." Seeing Anya in such a sorry state, I couldn't help but laugh heartily.

"Monster, what are you laughing at?" Anya calmed herself down, but her dirty face was too funny. Although I tried my best to control it, I still couldn't help but keep snorting.

"What kind of monster are you?" Anya took a step back, "Can the Necromancer escape through the earth?"

"Hehe, I am indeed a monster. You also know my name is Demon Dragon. I am starving and will still eat people. Look, I have been hungry for a day." I said in a sinister manner.

Anya suddenly screamed and turned around to run.

"Hey, my medicine." Seeing Anya run away, I had an indescribable joy in my heart. This bold and wild woman was finally frightened by me.

Pa! Anya threw the medicine box far away on the ground and escaped without looking back.

Hehe, the quality of the gambling was not bad. Under the shock, it was still not bad.

I picked up the medicine box and looked at Anya's fleeing figure. I couldn't help but feel a little melancholy in my heart, "Cecilia, I lost another item that you gave me." After Anya expressed her dream, I was already too embarrassed to forcefully ask for the "Flower of Pain" back.

I couldn't see a single person in the open field. My horse had already been lost. I could only walk north. I identified the direction. I need to walk another 200 miles before I can pass through the nearest market. Only then will I be able to buy horses.

After walking for half a day, I have already left the Lut Gholein. I feel very tired. Cecilia's flower basket seems to be getting heavier and heavier. I really can't figure out the reason. Will this flower basket continue to get heavier? There was only a skull in the empty flower basket. I have no choice but to summon the Earth Rock Demon and make it my scapegoat. It would be better to have a loyal companion by my side during my lonely journey. Even if this companion doesn't have a soul.

It wasn't until the afternoon of the second day that I managed to buy a strong horse as I wished. Nothing happened along the way. I followed the escape route from hundreds of years ago and embarked on my journey home. It's just that this time, I have a cold giant by my side.

The journey home took me more than half a month. The midsummer was about to pass, and by the time I stepped into the Arreat, it was already the beginning of July.

I don't know why, but when I saw the mountain range that I was getting more and more familiar with, the fear in my heart grew stronger and stronger. It has already been nearly 300 years, what would the Arreat Plateau become like? My father and mother who have long passed away, can I still find their resting place? How unfilial I am. I have been gone for hundreds of years. I can't even go home and clean my mother's grave. Did I pay too much for Talitha's love?

The hooves of the horse gradually slowed. I knew that I would enter the Arreat Plateau after another mountain. I don't know if my tribe is still as isolated as it was a few hundred years ago. The once awe-inspiring Arreat tribe strangely chose to live in isolation after the departure of the undying king. Their clansmen rarely moved about outside. For hundreds of years, this tribe that practiced martial arts did not have any violent conflicts with other tribes. It was as if the powerful forces of Arreat were only used to admire themselves. Since they no longer had the ambition to expand their territory, why did they keep training strong people to become elites? This is something I can't understand. It seems like this is also one of the inexorable law of the undying king. The Arreat maintains a relatively stable population. The quality of the population is constantly improving, and this kind of long period of optimization is exchanged with the blood and tears of countless generations of people in the Arreat.

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