Chapter 303

The tall deer head man gives Lu Zhengkang a simple sense of vision.

He still remembered that the Buddha had antlers, but his appearance was more comfortable than that of Helsinki.

In his opinion, deer is a beautiful animal, especially when it is quiet.

In such a cold and desolate killing place, the blood of the members of the poyehian order flows everywhere, spreads in the crevice between the rock and the gravel, and is then frozen hard by the low temperature. The extended lines are like the edges of ice crystals. In the smelly earth, Helsing's tall body gives people the feeling that they can't look directly at him. He is bigger than the troll man, and when Lu Zhengkang looks up at him, he can't look directly at him Clearly feel the chaotic information overflowing around the demon incarnation, the high-level projection also brings some redundant things, the blood on the earth flows again, and the tree branches grow up.

Helsingh could not see his face against the skull of the stag, but his joy had been transmitted to the surrounding environment. The breeze near the ground blew the dust out of a small whirlpool. Lu Zhengkang even had a long lost auditory hallucination, which is different from the auditory hallucination brought by the knowledge demon. The music brought by the hunting demon is a wild drum. Combined with Lu Zhengkang's own memory, it is similar to electronic music.

"Mortals, my dependents, you are very good. These bitches of boehia should understand the taste of shame. This is your reward." Helsing pushed forward the soul group in his hand, slowly flew in the air, grew up, and became a tall woman with fierce leather armor and sword in both hands.

The woman looked around, and when she saw Helsing, she was stunned. She bowed herself and said, "my Lord, Gui'an."

Lu tounan didn't say hello to Garna. He just told Lu Zhengkang, "don't take it lightly. That bitch will try every means to trap you. Maybe he will pull you into his ten race blood competition, or let his champion warriors kill you. In a word, it will be a wonderful hunting! Don't die, my dependents With that, he laughed and disappeared. The restless blood tree on the ground collapsed, and the aura in Lu Zhengkang's ear disappeared.

Now only their mother and son are left. They both say that life and death are the bitterness of life. Now they are separated by Yin and Yang forever, which makes them even more miserable. This situation makes people sigh.

The tall Troll shrank into a white Nord boy, dressed in a too wide cloth, and his shoulders half exposed in the neckline were covered with runes as thin as moles.

Garna's soul looked at the boy in front of her and frowned, "child, are you my Lord's dependents? Where is your mother? How can I trust you to come out alone? "

Lu Zhengkang opened his mouth and stopped talking. Then he asked in a low voice, "mother, are you ok?"

"Ah? What? I? You said I was your mother? " Garna Leng, "I didn't get married to die, where's the child?"

The gentle, deep and reserved smile on Lu Zhengkang's face suddenly solidified, just like an egg beating on the land in the sky. The egg white is still the egg white and the egg yolk is still the egg yolk, but it is as hard as a hammer because of the frost.

"You don't recognize me?" Lu Zhengkang's young body suddenly shocked. Although he knew that things were strange, it was hard to guarantee that Garna didn't want to recognize him. The scene when he was born was just like yesterday. I don't know why, the sadness in his heart was hard to express, and tears were almost in his eyes.

Garna shrugged her shoulders and showed a strange expression. "You look pretty, but you have too much money. You must recognize me as a mother. Ha ha, don't cry! In the future, your mother will cover you, and your mother will be covered by Helsing. We are not afraid to go around the world! " She came over and crumpled Lu Zhengkang's head with her unreal palm, as if she were touching a treasure she didn't dare to hope for.

"But mom, you're dead." Lu Zhengkang took a deep breath. His mother's hands were as cold as ice and as light as smoke. All these were reminding him that his loving mother was a dead one. Ms. Garna, please be sober!

"Oh! Yes Garna's voice is empty. As a few soldiers in the hunting ground, she was praised by Helsing. In fact, her strength is very strong. She is much more powerful than those wild ghost mothers. Her soul body is also highly materialized, vivid and colorful. If it is not for the light fog on her body, no one will think that she is the dead, and she seems to have forgotten this fact.

"Oh! Yes, I'm dead. Oh, how can I die at such a young age? I still want to go to the Mara temple in the rift valley for marriage. I don't know which great guy I should marry and have a baby with in the future. Ouyo, I'm so angry... "

Lu Zhengkang couldn't help his joy, but he didn't want to admit that the nagging mother was his own mother. He had to cover his face to hide his complicated expression.

He can roughly guess why Garna's blood drinking looks like amnesia. There are three possibilities. Either Helsing intercepts part of her soul by hand, which leads to amnesia, or she subconsciously forgets her sad past, and then there is the influence of other gods.After a conversation with Garna, Lu Zhengkang ruled out the second possibility. He took out the deer bone and connected with Helsing remotely. The hunting God said that the problem was not with him. He also gave a warm hint that he was going to the Lama Temple to see if there would be any clues.

Indeed, Garna has been talking about the Mara temple in the rift valley. It seems that the clue is there.

[task: rest]

Task 1 (completed): summon the mother's undead

Task 2 (unfinished): go to the Mara temple in Rift Valley City

it's said that the east border leader is not far away from the rift Valley leader, and it's good to go all the way south. Lu Zhengkang looks at her chattering mother and plans to let her have a rest, which is also a possibility to prevent her from ascending to heaven.

A crystal red ice bead appeared in the palm of Lu Zhengkang's hand. When she saw it, Garna was silent. She was in a trance and flew into the ice bead. The light blue smoke fainted on the surface of the light red tears, just like a drop of jade.

Put away the tears, and Lu Zhengkang turns into a troll to restore his shape. When the first stage was completed, he sighed a little fatiguedly. The night wind blew away the smell of blood. On the right hand side was the altar of boehia. From the steps, he could go up and walk around the spiny cylindrical platform twice to the top floor. The female form of boehia, the sculpture of boehia, holding a long sword, a snake tail, and a winding long tail, went around the top of the altar.

In front of the statue, there are burning bonfires, twisted corpses burned alive into coke, rags, broken blades, and a thin stone pillar in a swirling floor. This is a sacrificial stake. After activating the array, the victim can be fixed on the stone pillar, and then he will be slaughtered.

A fierce and rough soprano sounded in Lu Zhengkang's ear, "bold mortal! You've succeeded in angering me! But I'm really happy that you killed those rubbish for me, ha ha! I appreciate your violence and stubborn courage. If you are willing to abandon your belief in Helsing, I can conclude that you are a new generation of champion warrior, and you will get a great reward... "

"For you, the so-called champion warrior is just an interesting plaything, which may be replaced at any time, so I'm not rare."

"Disobedience! This is the second time, mortal! You will surely be drawn into my snake mountain to participate in the most painful hell trial. I will look at your face begging for mercy, and that will be the greatest joy.... "

"OK, OK, I see. Goodbye." Lu Zhengkang shook his head, buried the charred bodies, hummed a soothing tune and walked down the mountain quickly.