Strange Voyage: Summoning the Fourth Disaster.

Chapter 375 You asked me to be careful of a candle spirit? (Happy New Year!)
After the red flames gradually disappeared.

A man wearing a black mask slowly appeared on the island.

Watching the Linghuo sail gradually disappearing into the distance, his eyes grew gloomy and he spoke slowly.

"Is this the goal this time?"

"Zhu Ling? Not a firewood collector?"

"Hmm... Zhu Ling, I've heard of them. They are a bunch of cannon fodder whose strength is not as good as the Free Flame, and they have problems with their brains..."

He seemed to be talking to himself, but also seemed to be having a conversation with someone.

But soon, his brows furrowed.

What he said next also confirmed that he was indeed talking to someone.

"You want me to be careful of a candle spirit?"

"Tsk, that's ridiculous!"

"So what if it's a fire?"

"There is also a gap between the Fire Envoys..."

Black Mask sneered, slowly raised his hand, with flames of war burning on it, and made a conceited sound from it.

"But since it is your inspection request, I have no reason to refuse..."

"Next, let me use this candle spirit's head... to offer my most sincere tribute to my fall!"

Black Mask clenched the war flame in his palm, and his contemptuous and confident voice echoed in the darkness.

……

Swish!
In the darkness, a silver executioner's close-range slash passed through the air, an arm fell off, and black blood spurted out.

"No... How is this possible?"

"A mere candle spirit... a mere candle spirit... how could it be possible for it to have such a strong fighting power!"

Suffering such a severe blow, Black Mask took several steps back in pain, looking at the distance in disbelief, with the shock in his eyes lingering for a long time.

There was no response from the distance, but he looked thoughtfully at the black blood on Fa's hand.

Then, he looked at the black mask in front of him and asked seriously, "Do you want to surrender?"

Upon hearing this, Black Mask was stunned for a moment, and then his veins bulged and he became furious.

"What a joke! You, a mere candle spirit, want me to surrender! Absolutely impossible!!!"

……

"I surrender!!!"

"No...don't kill me! I can tell you want to know everything!"

Looking at the magical blade that was so close to him, the Black Mask's pupils suddenly shrank. Realizing that the other party was really going to kill him without holding back, he quickly shouted out.

Sure enough, the movement in the distance paused slightly, and then shifted slightly.

However, the knife still fell on Black Mask, but it was not as fatal.

Black Mask didn't dare to complain despite the pain and could only endure it.

Looking at the black mask in front of him, Yuanfang did not take any insurance measures, but asked: "Who are you and what is your purpose in attacking me?"

Black Mask did not dare to hesitate in response to the inquiry from afar and quickly gave an answer.

"My name is Yinding. I used to be a firewood gatherer, but now I am a fallen fire."

"The reason I attacked you is because Ashes asked me to do so."

Yin Ding was very humble, without any of the arrogance he had at the beginning.

Even though the person in the distance seemed to be defenseless in front of him, he did not dare to raise the slightest thought of resistance.

The strength of this candle spirit... is really terrifying!

At this point, before the distant person could reply, he suddenly became furious and cursed in a low voice: "Shut up, you idiot!"

Seeing the distant gaze coming towards him, he quickly explained with a wry smile: "I'm not talking about you, I'm scolding this guy who is living in my body."

Having said that, he no longer paid attention to the guy in his body and directly told his experience to the distance.

Just as Indin said.

He is a firewood collector.

However, compared with other firewood pickers, his luck was both good and bad.

He was lucky because he succeeded in offering fire and became a fire envoy, no longer just a cannon fodder. He was unlucky because he died too many times in his previous training and his soul was about to be consumed. If he died again, he would die completely.

This made Indin extremely frightened. After all, fear of death is the instinct of all living things... and his instinct is much stronger than that of ordinary people.

Therefore, he stopped exploring the dark areas and stopped getting into conflicts with others. He spent his days cheating and deceiving people inside and outside the Fire Temple.

Until he cheated something from a novice firewood collector.

This thing resembles a gray spiral, a bit like a decoration.

While Indin was tinkering with the thing, a strange creature that was living inside possessed him.

It calls itself the guide of ashes, the door to the end of chaotic fire.

But Indin didn't care about that, he just wanted to survive.

But the Ash Guide told him that as long as he served the ashes, he could live forever.

This made Yin Ding agree to the other party's proposal without hesitation. No matter what the matter was, as long as he could survive.

The Ash Leader also made some requests, the first of which was to take it back to the campfire and find the witch soul to guide him.

Yindin did so without hesitation.

The Ash Leader devoured the witch's soul in front of Indin.

Before her death, the witch's soul was still trying to persuade him not to fall into heresy.

But Indin scoffed at this. He thought that the witch was partly responsible for the fact that he died so many times and suffered so much, so he did not feel any guilt at all.

Later, in order to reward him, the Ash Leader took him to find a good treasure, which greatly improved Indin's strength, which was also the reason why he was so confident.

Then, the guide asked him to kill a candle spirit to help cheer him up, and retrieve the things needed to serve the ashes.

So, Indin came here.

"If you dare to disobey Ashes, you will die in agony, and your soul will be forever frozen in the deep sea, suffering endless torture!"

The Ash Leader whispered threateningly inside Yindin's body.

"Oh, the reason I agreed to your request was to survive, and now I'm going to die! Who cares if you're ashes or not! Don't think I don't know that if you could kill me, you would have done it long ago!"

In response, Yin Ding sneered disdainfully.

His purpose was simple and clear: to survive.

It is still unknown how far away the eternal life promised by the leader is, but the magical knife of the candle spirit in the distance can be placed on his neck at any time.

Just like when he betrayed his own witch, Indin did not feel any psychological pressure at all when he betrayed the Ash Guide.

Besides, at least he showed some strength when his arm was broken before, so he has done his best for this guy.

However, just when Indin thought he should be able to survive.

The Ash Leader suddenly spoke.

"Yeah……"

"Then why don't you take off your mask and have a look... hehe..."

Hearing this, Yin Ding was shocked and took off his mask in panic.

However, when he took off the mask with his only remaining hand tremblingly, he was horrified to find that the mask had stuck to part of his facial flesh and blood, and exuded a strong smell of corruption.

pat!

"No...no...this isn't true..."

"If you wanted to kill me, you would have done it long ago. How could you really let me tell him these things..."

Cold sweat broke out on Yin Ding's face, but there was still a glimmer of hope.

"because……"

"It takes time for the ashes to disappear..."

As the last voice of the Ash Leader echoed in his mind.

At this point, Indin could no longer hear its voice. At the same time, he felt his vitality rapidly draining away. In panic, he subconsciously screamed.

"what……"

pat.

Indin's rotten jaw fell directly to the ground, and his screams stopped abruptly.

(End of this chapter)