Chapter 1244 Fatal Game·Cheng (XIII) - Road to Survival
“Speaking of which…”
Mo Tan supported the surrounding wooden structure with all his strength, carefully keeping away from Futaba. Paying great attention to protecting the upper body and keeping a distance, Futaba looked around this dark and narrow space with some confusion, and asked curiously: "Are we surrounded now?"
Futaba smiled softly, The soft-lined cheeks looked quite coquettish under the slightly hazy moss: "What, are you scared?"
"That's not true."
Mo Tan shook his head and shrugged, "If it's you, Futaba, I think there must be a way to solve it."
Futaba wrinkled her nose and glanced at Mo Tan unhappily: "You are really boring, can't you show a little more fear?"
"If it were someone else, maybe, after all, our current situation is not good no matter how you look at it."< br>
Frank Hughes leaned back again, his tone was calm and leisurely: "But Futaba, you will definitely find a way."
The girl raised her eyes and said with twitching corners of her mouth: " Do you think I’m that fat guy?”
Frank looked confused: "What fat blue guy?"
Futaba patted (Mo Tan's) thigh hard and said impatiently: "Doraemon, you idiot."
Frank looked confused: "Dora...what?"
"A magical creature that can make any wish come true. It is blue in color. It usually lives in an oil lamp and will pop out if it is rubbed. Fulfill your three wishes."
Futaba sighed, folded his arms and explained casually: "It is also nicknamed the Holy Grail. Because it is very rare, people often fight to grab it. , so the Holy Grail War appeared. Although one or two cities or worlds would occasionally be blown up, overall the atmosphere was relatively harmonious and loving.”
[Holy Grail, what a war! Can your oil lamp make a Doraemon? Is your Doraemon a Lancer or a Berserker? Is it a Monster? It must be Monster! Is Ya's Noble Phantasm a bamboo dragonfly or an arbitrary door? You #￥% are completely @&* hopeless! Go to hell! Destroy your father immediately! 】
While Mo Tan was cursing hysterically in his heart, he looked at the woman in front of him with sparkling eyes full of curiosity, and scratched his cheek nervously: "That...Miss Shuangye , what bardic story is this? If possible, can you tell me in detail..."
"It's not a story."
Futaba interrupted Mo seriously. Tan said matter-of-factly: "It's something that really exists in our world. You can think of it as a kind of sport. Have you ever heard of Rolling Stone, which is very popular in the mage world? It should be pretty similar in nature." ”
Frank was shocked: “Aren’t the sports in your world somewhat dangerous?”
"Hey, I told you it's a sports event."
Futaba waved his hands and looked at Mo Tan with a 'rare and strange' expression: "Isn't it normal for a lot of people to die? Even if there are some at first If you don’t get used to it, everyone will get used to it over time.”
Frank twitched his lips and made a rare comment: “Is this... a dead habit?”
“ What's the point of saying you're a bard here?"
Impatiently scolded Mo Tan, Futaba poked his sizable chest absentmindedly and lazily. He asked: "Where did you just say?"
Mo Tan thought for a while and then tentatively added: "Have you gotten used to it?"
"Who asked you this?"
Futaba curled her lips and then patted herself lightly. On the forehead: "Oh, by the way, why are you not panicking at all? Do you think it is a sense of accomplishment to die in love with this lady? "
"Haha, Futaba, you are joking again. The reason why I am not afraid is actually very simple. "
Looking at Haru's rather ferocious lizard face, Frank Hugh. Si looked at Futaba with a gentle expression: "Because I believe Futaba, you will definitely find a way."
The latter was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes widened in surprise: "Huh?"
Mo Tan nodded: "It's that simple."
"Why is it so simple? , are you a bit too idealistic? Why do you just say 'I believe Futaba you will find a way', what if I can't?"
I don't know why, but I suddenly became a little confused. The frustrated girl lost her temper.
Mo Tan just shook his head calmly, and his tone was very determined: "I believe you can find a way."
"Don't act like you know me very well."
"Haha, I don't know why, but I always feel that Miss Futaba will be very reliable as long as she is on my side."
“Are you sure you are reliable rather than cute?”
“I’m sure, after all Futaba, you are cute even when you are in a different position.”
“I I plan to go back and convey these words to Diana intact and let her know what kind of scumbag you are.”
"Well, actually I have already told Diana, and she also holds the same view as me."
"Shut up, you idiot couple. Sooner or later, you will be burned to death..."
> Futaba kicked Mo Tan, and then sighed softly: "Okay, okay, I know you know how reliable this lady is. Do you want to see the situation outside?"
Mo Tan nodded: "Is it okay? Is there any danger?"
"If the person next to you is Mei Fu Xiangluan, if you want to observe the situation outside, you may have to open a hole and put your head Stretched out.”
Futaba chuckled, raised his eyebrows and said, "But with my ability, I can certainly allow you to watch a live broadcast safely and painlessly."
[If the person next to me is Maeve Xiang Luan, I am afraid that I have already mastered the shape of her breasts. 】
Mo Tan sneered in his heart, and then showed a very cooperative expression of expectation.
"[Mage's Eye] is one of the most basic arcane magics with the least potential to be tapped."
Futaba raised the corners of her mouth, raised her left hand, and held her The slender index finger rested on his left eye, and then he stretched out his right hand, calling out a foggy mirror between the two: "But if the understanding of magic is deep enough..."
[If you are profound enough, you will be promoted to epic level. It is none of your business. 】
Mo Tan complained briskly in his heart, but asked cooperatively: "What will happen?" "We can develop some new functions of great practical value."
Double Ye snapped his fingers, and then the mirror with a faint mist between the two gradually distorted, and after a few seconds, it gradually turned into a clear wide-angle picture: "Just like this~ ”
View The corner is a high-altitude view, and the 720P picture is very clear. As for the specific content, it is a group of gray lizard hunters and supervisors armed to the teeth who are using extremely violent means to demolish this illegal plant, and the gram style is full of back The person is in passive defense throughout the whole process. To put it simply, it is constantly generating new, ferocious, and slippery tentacles from the 'wounds' on the surface, and then tightly restraining itself, like a young squid trying its best to resist in front of the mob. .
"This picture..."
Mo Tan swallowed hard and said with a stiff expression: "It always gives me the illusion that we are the bad guys."
Futaba chuckled, shook his head and said, "Don't say that. If you look carefully, you will find that this little cutie is actually quite beautiful. You know, for the sake of aesthetics, I deliberately didn't let it grow teeth. "
Mo Tan pinched his eyebrows with a bitter smile and said dryly: "To be honest, when we met before, I was quite frightened by your two flowers..."
"Really? I think you were quite calm at the time, Mr. Haru Kutata."
Futaba smiled narrowly, and then without waiting for Mo Tan to answer, she gently patted the branches behind her and lazily changed the subject: "This child can probably hold on for about five minutes. Beyond this time, It can’t keep up with the nutrition it can absorb.”
Mo Tan frowned and was silent for a while before he calmed down. He nodded lightly and said: "That's enough. If we leave now, five minutes should..."
"If we leave now, this child will be killed by those damn lizards in at most thirty seconds." Tear it to pieces, and then you will be torn to pieces. As for poor Maeve, tsk tsk, I'm afraid it will be in some way more... Die in a tragic way."
Speaking of this, Futaba suddenly glared at Mo Tan, gritted his teeth and said: "You really have no sympathy at all, how could you treat Mei before? Miss Fu said such outrageous things, is that really your true face?"
Mo Tan is very confused. He shrugged innocently and said with a bitter smile: "There is no way. If the Ms. Meif in front of me is indeed herself, and she happens to be in that very dangerous mental state, I can use a relatively tough method to make her understand the situation. My only choice, to be honest, your acting is so similar to Futaba.”
"Let's go to each other."
'Meifu' raised her hand and touched 'Haru''s cheek affectionately, and said with a smile: "You're not bad either, Mr. Frank, don't tell me about barding. Poets are all as versatile as you.”
Speaking of this, Mei Fu’s bright eyes became extraordinarily deep.
"The main reason why I chose to become a bard instead of taking the path that others kindly helped me plan was because of my yearning for the characters in the story."
And Frank moved away. He lost his sight and said leisurely: "In the story, whether they are heroes or minor characters, their lives are far more exciting than those I have experienced, so for a long time... Oh, forget it, in short, although I I don’t think about it that way anymore, but if I have to play a character in a story, even if it’s a completely new story for me, I will try to interpret that person as well as I can using my imagination.”
Futaba rolled her eyes and asked casually: "Needless to say, the person who made you change your mind must be our Diana?"
"She is the most beautiful story."
Frank subconsciously raised the corners of his mouth, and the light in his eyes was happy and bright: "The only reason for me to play the character of 'Frank Hughes' well."
Futaba sneered, but there was no trace in his eyes. Half a smile: "Pfft, it seems you are not Frank Hughes."
"Frank Hughes is the role I was born to play. I have no right to refuse him, but I have no obligation either. Like him.”
Mo Tan's tone was calm and indifferent, as if the person he was talking about was not himself.
Well, although it is indeed not him...
"Haha, I always thought you were dedicated to making others feel that you don't have any story, dear Mr. Frank."
Futaba smiled meaningfully, but did not continue to explore Frank Hughes. He just said leisurely: "Back to the topic, if you are not too stupid, you should still have a Two cards, right?"
Mo Tan turned his attention back to the 'live broadcast' between the two, nodded slightly and said: "Well, if it's just to buy time, I can still do something."< br>
Futaba waved his hand gently: "I'm not talking about dealing with those guys outside. Before we meet with the big guys, you don't even need to move a finger."
"Understood. ”
Mo Tan did not show the slightest surprise, but responded calmly. As he said before, Frank Hughes was very kind to Futaba when he was on his side. Considerable trust.
“Divinity is a very interesting power system. Although I did not have the opportunity to study this kind of thing in depth before, after obtaining the body of 'Mei Fu·Xiangluan', I still had a glimpse of it. There is some interesting content. "
Futaba closed her eyes tiredly and said easily: "And this 'roadblock' we are now in is one of the results of my research. There are only two main functions, one of which is the [self-healing] ability you see now, and the other is the excellent hole-piercing ability.”
Mo Tan immediately lowered his head thoughtfully and murmured in a low voice: "You mean...drilling a hole?"
"Yes, in fact, it had already completed this a few minutes ago. "
Futaba leaned on the branch behind him and said lazily: "And the reason why I didn't take you with me right away. The transfer was just because I wanted to recover a little more strength and discuss what we should do later."
Mo Tan was silent for a long time, and then suddenly said without any clue: "Haru· Kutata hides a poisonous needle.”
“Oh?”
Futaba did not open his eyes, but nodded lightly: "Go on."
"Although I don't have the talent to make poison, judging from the notes he left...as long as it goes well." If it hits the target, even if the opponent is an epic warrior, it will be affected."
Mo Tan gently stroked his wrist guard and said softly: "I understand what you mean."
< br>Raising her little hand to wipe away the sweat from her forehead, Shuangye opened her eyes and smiled sweetly at Mo Tan: "In other words, even if the other party is the fourteenth..."
"He will definitely be affected. Not a slight impact.”
"What do you need?"
"An environment that allows my needle to hit him smoothly, and..."
"What?"
"In the toxin Complete the final blow after taking effect"
Chapter 1,237: The End
(End of this chapter)