Char clutched the rope with both hands, and it was too late to let go. The rope grasped the devil's feet, and it flew with wings, and the Shire's body was also rapidly upward, climbing nearly a hundred meters in an instant. The winged demon flapped its wings and crept closer to the clouds.
Swaying -- swaying -- the cold wind whistled and the sky whirled.
As his body rose higher and higher, the familiar earth was gone, and man had never been used to flying, and the feeling was extremely frightening.
It deliberately wanted Shire to slip and fall to his death, so suddenly changed direction, quickly dive, Shire closed his eyes, his body spinning, a strong sense of weightlessness made him feel sick, dizzy, Shire clinging to the end of the rope, no matter how the body is thrown in the air, he is trying to grasp the magic rope, not to let himself be thrown down.
"Don't die, don't die, don't die, don't die --" Gladdius was frightened.
Is that my decision? Shire's body was tossed around in the air, constantly turning and moving because of the deliberate play of winged demons, the wind whistling in his ears, not daring to open his eyes, because he knew he must be very far from the ground, just imagining his current height is a little weak, his heart is very empty.
If I go on like this, I will surely fall to my death because I cannot grasp the rope, I will surely die, I will surely die!
If I die -- everything is meaningless.
Demons will ravage the earth, the common man will be unable to fight them, the last inheritor of the Hunter Sanctuary will be gone, and all ambitions and ideals will be lost.
"Ah -" Char shouted desperately, but as soon as he opened his mouth, the strong wind rushed into his mouth, so that he could not speak.
He realized that the strength of his two arms reached the limit, and he would fall off at any time, and the strength of his arms was quickly exhausted in a short time, and it was actually a miracle that he could hold on to this few seconds.
Nauseous, dizzy, his brain buzzing, the air rushing around him like a turbulent flow, he experienced a great terror in the air that he had never experienced before, without any sense of balance or security. The danger of The danger of It's still dangerous! It's gonna slip! It's gonna get thrown! And if it hits the ground, it will be shattered, and there will be no reason to survive. Shire was terrified. He wanted to vomit, desperately, and his stomach was churning.
"Don't die - don't die -" pleaded Graddius, "hold on! Grab them! What will I do if you die?" Below him he heard people Shouting.
"Don't fall!
"Hold on tight!
"Hold on, hold on! Unable to help and afraid to shoot, they could only ease their anxiety through encouragement. The Shire heard the cries of the soldiers and mortals in the twilight, and suddenly felt a sense of peace in the midst of great fear: after all, we were together against the devil.
"-- the Flame of Alphen!" With a roar, he ignited a spiritual fire, and the flames shot out of his body and covered his surface, burning rapidly up the magic rope. As the flames flared, Char opened his eyes and noticed a change in color, not the holy gold flame of the previous one, but a faint green flame no different from demonic fire, which quickly wrapped itself around the winged demon's claws and burned all over its body.
Burn this monster!
Shire gasped for breath, dimly saw the hand of the magic rope, the end of the rope glimmer, with its magic power tightly stuck to the Shire's hand, helping the Shire to hang in the air. He couldn't help looking down a little, and the first glance made him confused.
A thousand miles from the ground, the shadows are worse than the ants.
But the flame worked, and the winged demon, sensing the fire burning all the way from his right foot, lunged down.
Things came to the most dangerous point, when the devil swooped down, Char's body was also thrown down.
"I wish you were dead." The winged demon muttered, "Forever." Char's whole body was bruised by the gale.
It swooped sharply, more than a hundred meters to the ground, and violently flapped its wings, and its body folded into the sky again.
Magic rope tightly linked to the devil and the shire, he was originally pulled down, with the sudden change in the direction of the devil's flight, the whole magic rope also flew upwards, pulling strength is several times before, at this time the Shire can no longer grasp the rope.
The rope came off and grazed the palm of his hand.
The ground was getting closer to him, and his body was rolling in the air like a muppet tossed from a tall building.
Char tried to call out the spell, but the first note sent the pain rushing through his head, shattering his capacity. His consciousness burst in the middle, and he felt his body rolling dimly on the ground, breaking in several places, crashing in many places, and hurting all over. He opened his eyes wide. The winged demon in the air burned with dark green fire, it had become a ball of fire, its movement was no longer swift, its wings were slow.
A huge crossbow the width of a man's arm shot out of the woods. This time, unable to make its delicate evasive manoeuvre, it was shot straight.
Well done... His eyes darkened.
I'm gonna die.
'Don't be ridiculous! Gladius was very anxious. "Give me life!"
Dark forces were sinking into Char's body, and he felt warm and itchy all over.
"Do you want me to die so bad?" Char thought dully.
He was in so much pain, his eyes were dark and he seemed to be bleeding too much.
"I leaked it when you were dead." "If I had known you were so inexperienced, I should have advised you in all your battles." "I will destroy you later."
"Huh? So want me to die? How about we finish playing together?" The force quickly receded like the tide, and the faint warmth left Shire's body, replaced by hot pain.
"I've said it to you before, and I can't say it now. Use you, hurt you, seduce you, corrupt you... None of this matters, the important thing is that you must cooperate with me and survive with me!" Char would love to find a way to keep him alive without compromising with the devil.
"You won't find it." "I should like very much to find a way to survive without living in a human body." "You're the devil."
"What about demons? In the face of survival, can you lose your useless hunter principle?" Shire heard a lot of people running next to him, he did not tear a place of his body, the idea in the brain fragmented. He let out a moan of pain.
"Help me -" Char said to himself. Probably from this moment on, he decided to drop the burden of his heart.
Graddiu was satisfied.
The power of the dark nature emerged again, throughout the Shire's body, and his disordered breath was gradually stabilized. He was more conscious of the outside world, and people were picking him up, carrying him on their shoulders, hurrying in some direction, jerking him all over with pain.
It hurts so much...
"Be gentle!"
"Hey, you're killing people!"
'Put him here!
Char was relieved that anyone could understand. The clumsy soldiers quickly put the Shire down smoothly.
He heard the clatter of horses' hooves, the rubbing of armour, and one of them rolling over and hurrying to Shire's side.
"Are you okay?" Rocher asked. "Are you alive?"
Me to
Charles could not respond, although his body was suspended by the strength of Graddius, his eyes were still dark. "He fell from that height, he is dead!" Someone shouted.
"It's terrible.
'He's a hero!
'He can do magic!
"Hey..."
Char reluctantly moved his lips, hoping they would see, and then fainted.
...
When he came to, Char found himself not buried, but in a dark space, lying on what felt like wool fabric, reaching everywhere but the wooden wall.
I'm locked up. Char felt a strange sensation. What was the matter? Why was I locked up?
He flexed his muscles and felt some pain all over, but it was not serious and his bones did not crack. He seemed to be tied up in bandages, unable to move, he simply slowly unwrap the bandages himself.
"I'm so sorry." Char said to himself, "You are right."
Graddiu did not respond, which left Charles feeling some emptiness in his soul. He was dimly aware that Graddius still existed, but that he did not attend to Charles.
He gave a long sigh.
As if awakened by Char's voice, there was a noise in the corner.
He saw a tiny figure rise, and a familiar smell of thick flowers drifted in.
"Is that you?" Shire was surprised.
"You're awake at last." Alicia's voice was clear.
"Why are you here?"
"Why can't I be here? The legs are on me. You think I'm a little whore, and spending time with me is bad for your reputation? Then I'll go." She opened the door of the carriage and the moon shone through, and Charles realized that he was in the back of a carriage.
"Don't go." Shire quickly stopped her, he liked her, "How long have I been unconscious?" "Long, long time." "I came to see you with food." "What food?" Charles was hungry.
"You don't mind." She held out something in the dark.
Char got a piece of apple pie, soft on the outside and already very fruity, and he took a bite, cold and tasteless, and it must have sat for a long time.
"It's delicious." 'said Shire.
"I waited so long for you... You didn't wake up." Alicia complained.
"I'm hurt." Char felt afraid, yes, he was slow to react, if he had let go of the magic rope in the first place, he would not have come to this situation. But on second thought, the demon took the initiative to trap the Shire, pulling the Shire first high and then falling to the ground, but at the same time, it was also burned by the Shire with the flame of Yafen. If not, demons can still attack everywhere with their flying superiority. The worst thing that can happen is that it gets away unscathed, and then it has to be looked for again, which is a different kind of trouble.
"They say you're dead. Said you looked like a bloody man."
"I'm strong."
"Really?" Alicia crawled over and touched the bandage on Char's body.
Char was so close to her that he could feel her breathing, and he could not see much in the darkness, only her eyes still fascinated him. Does every man have a moment, infatuated with a girl can not extricate himself?
"I'm glad you could come." 'murmured Shire.' I didn't think. ' "I think you're a good man. I heard you defeated the devil. Are you a demon hunter?" Yes, of course I was a demon hunter, a good, well-trained demon hunter, Char wanted to brag about it and show it to her.
"Yes. But where is the devil now?" He wanted to fight the devil, but first he had to make sure the winged demon was dead.
"I don't know. I'm afraid of it."
It means it's not dead, it's teasing me like that, it's done, I have to cut it into thin pieces.
Char got up slowly.
"Where are my things? My bag."
"It should be here." From the side of the carriage, Alicia dragged Char's luggage, his backpack, cloak, knife, crossbow, and other miscellaneous items.
"You wait here." Shire hurriedly took these things with him and stooped to get out of the carriage.
"Well, I won't wait for you, who knows when you'll be back." Alicia shouted. "But... Don't die, okay?" Char jumped out of the carriage, looked back and saw her in the moonlight, and thought she was very funny. He really likes her, too.
"Don't worry, I won't die that easy." 'he said.