Fuji Avenue

Chapter 184 Pay All The Price

"In my case, that's it."

Fuji probably told the witch about his experience.

When narrating, try to understate as much as possible.He also deliberately made a request to the archmage in the induction room, and skipped the matter of adjusting the witch to the logistics position.

The witch had already heard about his experience in the past few months.

At this moment, listening to what he himself said, although they are all light descriptions that avoid the important things, but he also knows the difficulties and dangers, and the critical line of life and death.

It's just such an understatement, and his tone as if he was telling someone else's story, it was inevitable that the witch felt that he seemed to have grown a little in the battle.

As a result, she couldn't help but want to know some details about the battle.

But after Bu Er finished speaking, he asked about her situation after parting.

The witch thought that since she met the man and got in touch again, what he had experienced could be followed slowly in the future, so she stopped pressing for the time being and briefly described her experiences in the past few months.

Of course, she kept silent about the changes in her mentality after losing contact with Fuji, worry, anxiety, anxiety, sadness and many other emotions in her heart, as well as asking about Fuji's whereabouts everywhere.

The two concealed some things from each other, but they felt more at ease in their hearts.

Suddenly, Buer remembered something, and hurriedly asked: "In the past few months, have you heard about Lan Hu'er and the others and the three Snow brothers. Why is there no news at all, as if they disappeared out of thin air?"

The witch heard this, and couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth slightly.

She transported supplies around every day, inquired everywhere for news, and incidentally also learned about the whereabouts of Lan Hu'er and others.

He said with a smile: "Master Lan is very lucky, and now he is hiding in the tree tower formation of the Snow Elves to enjoy his happiness."

It turned out that in order to avoid recruitment, Lan Wei found a relationship with a powerful figure in the tree palace.

The powerful person naturally avoided him, and sent him away. In order to avoid suspicion, he ordered Master Sensing Fang to assign everyone from the Blue Light Clan to the energy replenishment position, and keep a close watch on them to prevent them from going wrong.

Therefore, Lan Hu'er and others are still imprisoned in the tree tower formation, unable to move an inch.

"From this point of view, the relationship is not used indiscriminately." Fuji said with a smile.

As for the three Snow Clan brothers, they seemed to have really disappeared.

The witch wanted to inquire, but no one knew where she was going.

After pondering for a while, Buer replied: "This matter is really strange. I think it might have something to do with those Languang people. We must not take it lightly. Maybe one day, Lanhuer and others will be released from the tree tower. Come out and find those three Snow Clan brothers, you and I will be caught off guard."

The witch was taken aback when she heard that, she smiled a little, and said, "Okay, you can still have such considerations. Come to think of it, the stormtroopers did not go in vain."

Bu Er wryly smiled: "Roll on the edge of the knife every day, if you are not careful, you will die without knowing how."

As he said that, he continued: "I performed well in the stormtroopers, and I was appreciated by the captain of the Xuejing tribe's stormtroopers. He promised me that in a few days, if I made great achievements in battle, he would come forward to coordinate for you and me. The opportunity to enter the critical spring."

The witch frowned: "Who is in the stormtroopers and still wants to make meritorious deeds? It's lucky to survive."

Bu Er smiled and said, "Of course I won't force it. It's all about chance."

The two reunited after a long absence, talking with a hammer to the east and a stick to the west, and they didn't realize that it was late at night.

It's not that he came out after saying hello to the captain and asking for leave. He left his mark on him, and he should return to the team by now.

It means that he will go to the battlefield tomorrow, so he needs to go back early to recuperate.

Although the witch felt reluctance in her heart, she knew that he was in a dangerous situation, so she didn't dare to delay, she just told: "Anyone who can do what they can, hide when they can, and withdraw when they can. Saving life is the top priority. Don't be brave and take risks."

As he said that, he took out another black stone from his pocket: "This stone can be of great use at a critical moment, you just take it."

He also told him the method used in detail.

Bu Er woke up with good intentions from her and knew her situation, so she took the stone away without being polite.

The two agreed to leave separately when they met next time.

After walking more than ten feet, the witch suddenly stopped and looked back, only to see the thin and thin figure of Fuji, shuttled freely among the huge branches and leaves, and soon disappeared in the interlacing and chaos of light and darkness.

She looked at the shadow of the tree that was no longer human, and stayed for a long time before turning around and leaving slowly.

In the next month, Fuji and the witch will meet here once every three to five days as agreed.

Mostly talk about what happened to each other, discuss future plans, or talk about other things to dispel the blood and killing on the battlefield.

For such a state of getting along, the witch liked it very much.In the past, when we stayed together every day, when we wanted to say something, we just opened our mouths, and we didn't think it was valuable.

Like now, after a few days of separation, I don't know why people have some expectations.

It's just that Buer struggles on the line of life and death every day, which always makes her nervous.

……

In a flash, another three months have passed.

Outside the vast forest, the dark and ferocious tide of snow beasts is still making waves.

In the vast forest, everyone is miserable, and no one can see the end of the suffering.

One day, on the Western Front.

The roar of snow beasts, the shouts of soldiers, the sound of messy footsteps, the sound of howling wind, the impact of spells, high and low, muffled, light and heavy, sharp and thick, all mixed together , messy, and deafening, as if to shake the world to pieces.

The huge green photomask stands up to the sky, like a giant curtain hanging down from the boundless sky.

Under the giant screen, there was an earth-shattering and tragic battle.

On the vast white snow field, countless snow beasts cover the sky and block out the sun, flying in the sky and running on the ground, densely packed.

Viewed from a very far distance, it is like boundless, dense and thick gray clouds crazily surging between the sky and the earth.

In the vast world next to the green mask, countless snow beasts are densely covered in the mid-air, each showing their magical powers, attacking the mask as much as possible.

Some snow beasts are naturally good at spells, so spells of various colors and grotesque shapes fall densely on the mask, making a loud sound, blooming in the sky like brilliant and colorful fireworks, reflecting each other with the green mask , especially majestic and magnificent.

Some huge snow beasts ran towards the mask from a distance, trying to shake the mask with their fleshy bodies.

The heavy footsteps stomped on the ground, raising ice slag and snow dust all over the sky.

Countless snow beasts rushed towards the mask in groups, and the sound of footsteps on the ground came together in one place, deafening, and the ground shook continuously.

The ice slag and snow shards blown up by the running of the herd covered the sky like an endless blizzard.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Hundreds of huge fleshy bodies like hills slammed into the mask heavily.

The mask flickered slightly, and the green light flashed, but no cracks were seen.

Not long after, the huge green mask swayed suddenly, and the green light flashed wildly in the sky. The next moment, thousands of holes appeared on the surface of the mask out of thin air, and countless pillars of green light shot out instantly.

Those snow beasts affected by the beam of light instantly disappeared, and a large open space was cleared near the mask in an instant.

But after only a few moments, the countless people outside the original beast horde crazily made up for it, and the endless attacks continued as before.

……

At a place near the bottom of the mask, there is a rather spacious hall inside the mask.

Hundreds of snow elves and more than a dozen foreign warriors sat silently on the ground.

The sound of the battle came in through the mask, and it has been weakened by several tenths, and it is almost inaudible, which sets off the extraordinarily quietness in the hall.

Everyone could hear the breathing of themselves and others, serious and stuffy.

If you have the heart to look up, everyone's face is very heavy.

Some people were elected to the stormtroopers for the first time, obviously not used to such an atmosphere, they were fighting with their teeth gritted, trembling all over.

Bu Er was sitting somewhere on the left side of the group of fighters.

He raised his head, looked at the situation in the hall expressionlessly, and looked at everyone's expressions.

Obviously, for several months, he has become numb to such a scene.

"How many people will survive the next battle?"

He carefully observed everyone's performance, guessing the probability of their survival.

During the tense and boring interval between battles, this has almost become his only way to relax.

"Hello, I know you."

Suddenly, a snow elf whispered in his ear.

Following the voice, Bu Er turned his head and saw a woman from the Snow Essence tribe with a very beautiful face and neat clothes.

Seeing that Buer was looking at her, she gently leaned over, and the faint, refreshing fragrance from her body also swayed over.

On a battlefield where life and death were unknown, it was a miracle that she could still maintain such a refreshing and clean look.

"I really know you," she leaned close to Buer's ear, and continued with a pleasant voice: "You are a human race in the Hongran Realm. I have heard your story. You are a fighting hero, an unbeatable hero, The banner of the stormtroopers."

As she was speaking, she suddenly remembered something, and said, "I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Lan Duo, a low-level mage. I used to be in the logistics team, but for some reason I was transferred here by the archmage."

She was obviously a little nervous: "To be honest, I haven't calmed down yet. It feels unreal, like a nightmare. Can you help me?"

Her voice was really nice, she had a frightened expression on her face, and her pink tail protruded from behind, trembling constantly.

"It will be fine."

Buer glanced at her and said calmly, "You will gradually get used to this place."

Lando shook his head, and replied uneasily: "I am a wind mage, not good at melee combat. If there is no accident, I will die on the battlefield soon."

Having said that, she stared intently into Fuji's eyes, as if waiting for something.

Bu Er did not answer.

The atmosphere fell into an awkward dullness.

Lando seemed to understand something, and suddenly said: "I know you can help me, with your strength, you can definitely help me survive."

Her expression became extremely solemn, and she whispered:
"If you can help me, I am willing to pay any price..."

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