Chapter 1246 Fatal Game·Cheng (XV) - Road to Survival
Although they were still talking and laughing, from an objective point of view, the escape process of the two people was not smooth.
It is true that Futaba used Rose's fertility magic to make a hole right under the twisted plant, and when it was about to become unsustainable, he sent the two to the exit of the arena through several vines. , but the effect this measure can play is actually very limited. Although it has opened a certain distance, it has only opened a certain distance.
Not to mention the 'supervisors' who make up the main part of the pursuers, the gray lizard hunting warriors who control the poisonous horned gray lizards are not slow, although they are not as slow as the Diesel Cavalry. The mount is a black dragon colt, but it is far faster than something like Wang Ba Dan.
If nothing unexpected happens, it is only a matter of time before they catch up with Mo Tan and Futaba, and this period of time will definitely not be too long.
And Futaba, who was always curled up in Mo Tan's arms and chatting nonsense with the former, had actually been working hard to create 'accidents' for the pursuers.
Logically speaking, this is not a difficult job. After all, whether it is an earth mage, a priest of abundance, a druid or a summoner, they are all very good at causing trouble for others through various means. Futaba also likes to trouble others in terms of personality. To describe this kind of work as "handy" is an understatement.
However, according to the two people's previous assumptions, Futaba has a very important responsibility in the follow-up plan. Under this premise, she must save her strength before successfully joining her companions, and get the most out of the player's From a perspective, it is necessary to save the 'physical energy value, faith value, and magic value', especially the faith value and magic value that are the core of magical power, and at least 80% of them must be left.
In other words, no matter how suitable it is to cause chaos to the pursuers, Futaba can only use about 20% of the base value, which is a huge constraint.
To be honest, if this girl hadn't been called a 'natural caster', and could even use every ounce of power carefully in a way similar to writing code, it would have been impossible to rely on 20% of the magic value to compete with The faith value has supported it until now.
But even so, Futaba, who currently has 83% magic value, 85% faith value and 72% physical fitness value, is almost reaching the limit. You must know that using your brain is also a kind of physical labor, so even if you are held by Mo Tan the whole time In her arms, her physical exertion was still not much.
As for Mo Tan, he didn’t have much exertion. After all, Haru Kutata’s physical fitness was good, and Meifu was a relatively slender tree elf. After running this section, he had no physical strength. The consumption is even less than Futaba who is always using his brain at high intensity.
"Hmm..."
He sowed a handful of dark purple seeds again and watched them grow into healthy piranha flowers in just a few seconds. Futaba raised her little hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead, looked up to Mo Tan in displeasure and asked, "Can't you run faster? I'm almost exhausted!"
Mo Tan gave a bitter smile and said helplessly: "The speed can be about 20% faster, but if I sprint with all my strength, I'm afraid I won't be able to care about your comfort level, Futaba."
The girl raised her eyebrows slightly and said angrily: "Do I look like that delicate little fresh breast?"
"No, no."
Mo Tan quickly shook his head like a rattle, Then he asked cautiously: "Then let me speed up a little bit? "
"No."
Futaba waved her hands with a calm face and gritted her teeth: "I'm not afraid of bumps, but in that case I might not be able to concentrate. When thinking, it is easy to make omissions. ”
Mo Tan, who had also considered this for a long time, nodded slightly, and while carefully speeding up his pace as much as possible without affecting Futaba's comfort, he sighed softly: "Then let's do it now..."
< br>"Are you afraid of pain?"
Futaba didn't wait for Mo Tan to finish speaking, but suddenly asked.
"It hurts?"
Mo Tan was stunned for a moment, then chuckled: "Although I can't guarantee it, I am relatively confident in enduring the pain, uh... if... Not too much..."
"Listen up, Frank, we only have three ways to go now."
Futaba took a deep breath and said solemnly: "First, continue to rush at this pace and risk being chopped down by those behind you. We risked everything while hoping that someone would pick us up; secondly, I stopped saving money and tried my best to stop those grandchildren, so as to ensure that we arrived at the destination smoothly, but the plan we agreed on before was completely bankrupt; thirdly... ..."
"Is it a way that will cause me more pain, but is enough to get us out of this dilemma?"
Mo Tan answered with a smile before Futaba finished speaking, Then he nodded vigorously: "Then let's use the last method."
Futaba raised his eyebrows and reminded: "I told you in advance, it will probably be very painful."
"But if that's the method you most approve of, Futaba, I'm willing to believe you."
Mo Tan lowered his head and winked at Futaba with a smile, and said with a smile: "And I also believe you will work hard. Don’t make me feel too uncomfortable.”
Futaba twitched her lips: "Haha..."
"Come on."
Mo Tan took a deep breath on the spot. He didn't even ask about the content of the other party's third proposal, so he tightened his grip a little. The girl in her arms said in a deep voice: "I'm ready."
[This person...]
Futaba scratched his cheek helplessly, then put down his hands that had been hooked on Mo Tan's neck, and put his palms against the latter's chest. , said softly: "It will be very painful at first..."
"Yes, I understand."
"But as you get used to it, it shouldn't hurt too much. ”
“That’s great...”
"If you get used to it, maybe you will feel pleasure."
"Huh?"
"You won't be addicted..."
"Seriously, I started to hesitate.”
“Don’t worry, I will be very gentle~”
"Futaba, what do you want to do... ugh!"
Mo Tan couldn't finish his words, because just when he was halfway through speaking, the girl's little hand that was close to his chest suddenly The ground pierced the breastplate and clung tightly to Haru Kutata's chest.
At the same time, those fingers that had been chewed to pieces quietly turned into needles, easily piercing Haru's skin and breaking into the latter's body.
A pain that was similar to "having been driven into the body by five small push-pins" quickly spread across the chest.
"Uh...uh..."
Mo Tan let out a roar of pain. He lost his balance in an instant and fell to the ground in embarrassment. However, just a second before he fell completely, Mo Tan, who seemed to be suffering from immense pain, still tried to turn around. His figure protected Futaba in his arms, and he never tried to pull away the latter's small hand that had penetrated his chest.
"Well, wait a moment, this seems to be more difficult to control than I thought..."
Shuangye, who was lying on Mo Tan's chest, slowly sat up and lowered his eyes. Looking at the former's chest, which had been deeply penetrated by his right hand, but no blood flowed out, he narrowed his eyes slightly: "But is it really that painful?" [If it counts? The system's interference with the player's senses should still be within an acceptable level...]
While sighing in the bottom of his heart, Mo Tan's body seemed to be twitching instinctively. He nodded with great difficulty: "Indeed... it may be a little bit beyond what I can bear..."
"Okay, okay, it's expected."
Futaba nodded lazily, then opened his status bar and glanced at it, the corner of his mouth curled up in a happy arc: "But for the time being, it's okay. Consider it a success, now I will be a little gentler and try my best to restore you to the point where you can move normally, but..."
"Huh~"
While the pain in the chest suddenly decreased With a sigh of relief, Mo Tan stood up carefully, picked up the girl who was standing on her tiptoes, and asked in a dry voice: "But what?"
"But as long as you can bear it, When the pain is reduced to a level that won’t affect your movements, well, it means you can hold me and run like you did just now, you have to stop immediately, got it?”
Futaba raised her little face and expressed solemnly, and after Mo Tan nodded, she ordered with a smile: "Okay! Keep running!"
"I know...oo...I know."< br>
As a result, Mo Tan continued to take steps, and the pain in his chest that was almost negligible continued to decrease under Futaba's control, and even made him feel a... …comfortable.
"Hee hee."
Futaba grinned and said keenly: "Look, how is it, I didn't lie to you, did I? I slowly started to feel comfortable and a little addicted. What?”
Mo Tan gave a bitter smile and said a little tiredly: "Although it is understandable, this is probably just an illusion caused by the huge pain I just endured, right?"
Futaba stuck out her tongue and playfully said Said: "Hmm, I hope your illusion can last longer, otherwise we will..."
"Okay."
At this moment, Mo Tan suddenly interrupted He listened to her words, and at the same time gradually quickened his pace, and said in a deep voice: "At this level, I should be able to bear it."
"No problem."
Upon hearing this, Futaba immediately lowered the intensity of the 'extraction', and then licked the corner of her mouth charmingly: "But having said that, Frank, your 'taste' is really good, it has a very mellow feeling!"
Mo Tan ignored the ambiguity in the other party's tone and chuckled. Said: "So, are you really sucking my blood right now?"
"To be precise, it's nutrition, but what you said is not wrong. After all, most of nutrition is in the blood." Come on.”
Futaba chuckled, and then felt a little confused. Blinking: "Oh, by the way, if you put it this way, it's not 'Frank Hughes' who tastes good, but Mr. 'Haru Kutata' who you are playing now, tsk tsk, really, I almost want to find a lizard man to fall in love with.”
Mo Tan, whose face was getting paler, his health and stamina continuing to drop at a rate of 1% every five seconds, and his scales gradually losing their luster, smiled reluctantly, and did not answer Futaba's words, but said lightly: "Is this also a type of fertility magic?"
"Yes."
Futaba nodded vigorously and leaned lazily on Mo Tan's shoulder: "Is there any problem?"
"Although I rarely have the opportunity to Dealing with the clergy of the Holy Religion Union, but as far as I know...huh..."
Mo Tan's steps suddenly staggered, and he took a breath again before continuing: "As far as I know, Feng The image of the Rao sect seems to be very different from that of the 'Meifu Xiangluan' played by Futaba."
The latter smiled slightly, shook his head and said, "I am not a member of the Harvest sect. You don’t need to be too tactful. Well, let me think about it. In fact, what you want to express is that the magic used by Mei Fu is much weirder, crueler, twisted, and colder, right?”
Mo Tan pondered for a few seconds, and finally nodded: "Even if it's not as exaggerated as what you said, it shouldn't be too different. After all, when I traveled, I encountered some rich people who would often lend a helping hand to ordinary people. Priests and priests, their magic seems to be... uh..."
"Positive energy?"
Futaba chuckled and continued.
"Positive energy?"
Mo Tan frowned at first, then nodded vigorously and said: "Well, it can be said that it is indeed very 'positive energy'."
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"I don't think there's anything unusual about this."
Futaba yawned, and began to use the various values that he was recovering at a high speed to lay out a large number of large-scale 'obstacles', while saying nonchalantly Said: "They are also earth element puppets. The ones made by different mages are different in height, short, fat and thin, so things like divine magic should be similar. Even if Meifu's previous painting style was 'great and upright', now it has become Crazy, she has already changed to another persona."
Mo Tan frowned: "So?"
"So her skills have also been changed. "
Futaba grinned and said seriously: "Think about it, a crazy beauty who is hysterical every day raises her little hand and gives you a few pieces of holy light. , doesn’t it look awkward to you? Aren’t you disappointed?”
[If you had seen Xia Lian’s thirty-six-way magic wand technique, I’m afraid you wouldn’t fart like this. 】
Mo Tan sneered in his heart, but nodded stiffly on his face, and reluctantly responded: "Well, maybe."
"Okay, okay. Well, don’t worry about whether these are available or not. In the end, magic and magic are just tools. You can do it alone. Why are you useless useless people studying these things?"
Futaba closed his eyes lazily and said calmly: "Keep running, I can guarantee that those guys will be absolutely perfect before they get close to the coast. Don't try to catch up with us."
"Okay."
Mo Tan nodded vigorously, then stopped talking and started running.
But the doubts in his heart were not reduced by half because of Futaba's nonchalant explanation.
Although I don’t think that the deadbeat in my arms is deceiving me, in the final analysis, Futaba, a person who also has the talent of [Unbeliever], has nothing to do with divine arts.
But Mo Tan is different...
After all, 'Tan Mo' is a [disbeliever] and has nothing to do with the Dawn Sect's new treasure, 'Black Brahma'.
Chapter 1,239: The End
(End of this chapter)