Miss White Wolf's Terra Travel Journal

Therefore, choosing the plan of the Rhodes Island operators means that they must rely on the support team to come before the Blood Demon kills Miss White Wolf and finds her.

To put it another way, it means giving up one's own bargaining chips, letting Miss White Wolf die, and then pinning one's hopes on unfamiliar reinforcements.

Although Yaye said that the reinforcements were powerful enough to deal with the Blood Demon, in her opinion, powerful does not necessarily mean timely. The memory of the reinforcements in her brain is very vague, so she still prefers to choose Miss White Wolf.

Choosing Miss White Wolf is the second option that I am currently implementing.

She had to return to the battlefield before the Blood Demon killed Miss White Wolf, use herself as a bargaining chip, and join forces with White Wolf to create a favorable situation.

She had to admit that there was a huge element of gambling involved. Perhaps, it was because of her participation that White Wolf successfully defeated the Blood Demon before he could no longer hold on.

Or perhaps, when she got there, Miss White Wolf was already dead, and rushing to the scene was just walking into a trap.

Well, you've walked into a trap.

From the perspective of results, it’s actually okay to walk into a trap.

If this result really happened, it would mean that failure was inevitable. The Blood Demon could free up his hands and attack the people of Rhodes Island at any time. What he had to consider now was - stop the loss.

As long as she goes to the battlefield and approaches the Blood Demon, she will find a way to make the Blood Demon give up the idea of ​​continuing to chase her.

In fact, stop loss is an issue that needs to be measured by value. Her memory is vague and she has no idea what her identity is, but she can feel that in the eyes of others, her value seems to be extremely critical.

Perhaps, in the eyes of the people of Rhodes Island, her falling into the trap was a waste of everyone's sacrifice. Instead of stopping the loss, she took the initiative to give up the greatest victory and maximized the loss.

This is exactly the problem that worries her.

After waking up, the people she met, whether it was Amiya, Bailang, Yaye, Shuangye, etc., seemed to be determined to protect her and leave, and it would not be an exaggeration to pay the price of their lives for this.

But why didn't these people ask her? Did they just make the decision for her without her permission?

She doesn't even know who she is, and yet she has to bear the blood of others. If she survives safely while others die or get injured, will she feel good?

This forced kindness was touching, but she didn't really want it.

She can only blame herself. Her brain has been in a fuss since she came out of the sarcophagus. Only now can she think clearly and make decisions. If she had been able to think calmly from the beginning, things would never have developed to this extent.

Now, she has thought this through clearly. She is not willing to measure the value from the perspective of Rhodes Island. In her opinion, if she can use her bargaining chip to exchange for the lives of White Wolf, Amiya and others, it will be in line with her psychological expectations.

Therefore, this step was not wrong, but in order to prevent the operators of Rhodes Island from doing stupid things and making her efforts go to waste, it was necessary to lie to everyone and hide herself.

The only factor affecting the plan now is time.

Every second faster he arrived at the battlefield, the probability of Miss White Wolf dying at the hands of the Blood Demon would be one point lower.

She walked faster and faster until she was almost running.

However, her body had been sleeping in the sarcophagus for too long and was unable to adapt to such intense activity. She could only endure the discomfort and move forward quickly.

A voice kept echoing in her ears:

This is not you at all.

You are impatient, you don't have to care about the life or death of the chess piece, you should calm down and consider the way to get the most benefit. Including yourself, everyone is your bargaining chip, how to maximize the value of the chess piece is what you really need to pay attention to.

She acknowledged that voice rationally, but resisted it psychologically.

She knew that her behavior was not the result of rational thinking, but was mixed with a lot of personal factors.

She didn't want anyone around her to die, just like she subconsciously stood in front of Amiya before. She unconsciously began to think with the premise of protecting Miss White Wolf as much as possible.

What kind of person was she in the past?

Can she regain her past memories?

Chapter 2024: Bloodline of Eternal Inheritance 01-08-12 00:03:

Miss White Wolf's body has already reached its limit.

What supports her now is just a belief.

She had to delay the Blood Demon Lord as long as possible, the longer the better. The longer she could hold out, the greater the chances for the Doctor and the others to evacuate safely.

As for herself.

Could it be that she didn't know?

She has reached the end, and from now on, she will never be able to see the sunrise and sunset in the sky again.

Waves of dizziness came over her, which was the severe backlash of excessive use of Originium skills. She opened her eyes wide, but the world she saw was bright and dark at times.

She could no longer strike accurately.

But she can still hold on.

She doesn't need eyes, she can just use Originium skills to launch a massive attack. At this point, she no longer needs to consider any consequences of this attack mode.

Unfortunately, things did not go as she wished, and even greater despair was waiting for her.

Her blood suddenly became boiling hot, and the feeling of fainting intensified. Her brain seemed to be tightly wrapped by an airtight heavy object, and she could not perceive anything. The dark feeling of oppression almost suffocated her.

Her body knelt uncontrollably on the ground. She instinctively turned the sword and stabbed it hard in the leg. Hot blood spread from her side.

She knew in her heart that it was all over.

This kind of oripathy reaction finally appeared on the battlefield. The Blood Demon Lord would not give her a chance to recover. Moreover, even if she recovered, could she do anything under the Blood Demon's nose?

The next moment, she heard the sound of a blood arrow breaking through the air. Her instinctive reaction was to block it, but her body no longer obeyed her control.

After realizing this, she felt relieved.

She closed her eyes and waited quietly for the blood arrow to pierce her.

however.

She seemed to have waited for a long time, but death was slow to come and greet her.

Her condition even recovered a little bit, at least she could hear things clearly.

She heard a familiar voice.

PhD?

Why is she here?!

At the edge of the messy battlefield, the doctor's neck was cut by a dagger and blood was flowing. She held the dagger in her right hand, ready to stab it deeply at any time, staring at the Blood Demon Lord with an unusually calm gaze.

“Blood Demon, you can do whatever you want, and then bring my body back to Kazdel.”

In fact, the doctor did not expect that the moment she arrived at the battlefield, she would just see the Blood Demon preparing to use the final killing move on Miss White Wolf. In desperation, she had to give up her previous plan and chose this option.

The Blood Demon Lord held the blood arrow at the side of Miss White Wolf, shook his head and said, "No, Commander of the Tower of Babel, you won't do that. Even if she is a very good chess piece, it is not worth it for you to kill yourself. You have never made a deal that would put you at a disadvantage."

"Is that really the case?" The doctor said calmly, "After the death of Babel's commander, Kalder will forever lose the opportunity to use him to control Babel. The Sarkaz will also know that one of their royal court masters traveled thousands of miles to Ursus, only to watch something that should have been a natural outcome destroyed in his own hands."

"Your Excellency the Blood Demon Lord, do you really think this is a bad deal?"

The Blood Demon Lord's expression changed slightly, and then he said thoughtfully: "You are indeed the same as before. The thing that Tracys is most wary of you is that you can use yourself as a tool without hesitation."

His right hand trembled, and several blood snakes bypassed Miss White Wolf's vital parts, piercing through her shoulders, legs, and arms mercilessly. The latter staggered, pressed her left hand to the ground, and trembled continuously.

"I promise you in the name of the Blood Demon Lord Dukare that I will spare her life. Now it is time for you to fulfill your promise. Please put down the dagger and come to my side."

Of course, the doctor would not easily believe the blood demon's words. He was about to make another attempt, but suddenly he noticed that Miss White Wolf's left index finger was raised and tapping downwards. It was a movement that she forcibly controlled her finger while enduring great pain.

She immediately realized that Miss White Wolf was sending her a signal.

The other party wanted her to agree to the Blood Demon's request, but White Wolf's condition had reached such a precarious point. Was there really anything she could do? Should she choose to believe Miss White Wolf?

Thousands of thoughts flashed through the doctor's mind, but the decision was made in a flash.

Believe her!

For some reason, she instinctively wanted to believe the other person.

Perhaps it was because Miss White Wolf had given everything to persevere until now, so she should give him this trust. Besides, things had gotten so bad, how much worse could they get?

She threw down the dagger, letting the blood tentacles reach her side, controlling her movements, and then, surrounded by blood snakes, she walked towards the blood demon step by step.

Blood Demon also walked over to meet the doctor, and the arrogant smile he showed when they first met appeared on his face again: "Your Excellency, Commander of the Tower of Babel, I take back what I said before. After not seeing you for many years, your vigilance seems to have decreased a lot."

"really?"

"You handed over something too early that you shouldn't have handed over."

The Blood Demon flipped his right hand lightly, and the blood swamp under his feet spread to Miss White Wolf. The river formed by blood began to swirl around the latter's body.

"I promised you that I would spare her life, but it is too dangerous for such a person to stay in the Tower of Babel. It is better for her to transform into my bloodline and 'live' in another form."

The doctor lowered his head and clenched his right fist: "The blood descendants you are talking about, are they the monsters in the blood pool?"

"Monsters? No, they are perfect masterpieces, the purest form of life force. How can they be described as monsters? Her blood will be freed from the constraints of the flesh and merge with the sea of ​​blood that will be passed down through the ages. That is both a blessing and eternal life."

As the blood demon spoke, the blood swamp surrounded the white wolf and began to spin, roll, and sing.

Amid the strange singing of the blood waves, the blood flowing from the white wolf's body also jumped and rolled, little by little merging into the large pool of blood.

singing.

A clattering sound.

That is the ballad of bloody waves.

The blood descendants laughed and talked happily in the scarlet and hazy fantasy.

The Blood Demon Lord admired the doctor's despair, then he closed his eyes and felt the new, bright red blood flow. The wonderful new blood flowed in the blood waves, swirling upwards, coiling around his fingertips and singing melodiously.

This is the supreme enjoyment of the blood demon clan. The singing river of blood is the joy of the soul that mortals can never understand or touch in their lifetime.

Is there anything in the world that could be more beautiful and graceful than this?

Is there anything in the world that could be more intoxicating than this?

It’s a pity that now is not the time to savor it carefully. The priority is to drain the blood and leave as soon as possible.

He moved his fingertips, intending to fully activate the blood magic.

But he discovered unexpectedly.

The blood seized him.

The bright red blood grabbed him!

He heard an extremely weak chuckle and a soft murmur like in a dream.

caught you.

He wanted to turn around, but found that he had lost the ability to do so. He wanted to use the blood swamp to escape, but the blood swamp solidified into a cold object as bright red as jade.

His blood no longer flows, his blood and his soul are frozen within the crystal shell.

Immediately.

The magnificent blood-colored sculpture was set on fire by the red fire. The strange flame vowed to burn the eternal bloodline into ashes.

Chapter 2024 Afterglow 01-09-12 00:02:

After the red fire, only embers remain.

The doctor helped Miss White Wolf to lean on the broken steel arm, then hurried to the edge of the battlefield to look for the medical supply box left behind by the Rhodes Island operators.

After finding them, she brought the things to Miss White Wolf and began to stop the bleeding from her wounds. Her body instinctively memorized the usage of these medical supplies and she could apply them skillfully without thinking.

While busy, she did not forget to comfort the other party: "Don't worry, Amiya said that the support troops will be here soon. They brought more sufficient medical supplies. Just hold on a little longer, and everything will be fine."

Miss White Wolf looked at the busy doctor, a faint smile appeared on her pale cheeks, and she shook her head gently.

"It's no use, Doctor."

"It's okay, don't lose heart, the bleeding has stopped, just hold on until they get here."

"Thank you, Doctor." Miss White Wolf said softly, "But the real problem with me is oripathy."

"Ore sickness?"

The doctor's hands paused. The three words "ore disease" were like a key that opened a door in her mind, and countless chaotic fragments of memories flooded into her mind.

She was in the laboratory, she was in the study, she was observing test tubes, she was analyzing patients, she was thinking, she was arguing, she was writing down complex chemical formulas on paper, she was pricking her finger with an Originium crystal...

Her body suddenly shuddered.

She held up Miss White Wolf's wrist, wiped a drop of blood with her fingertips, then held it in the sunlight to observe the halo of light refracted on it.

This is a drop of crystal clear blood, which is rapidly crystallizing in the sunlight.