Perhaps due to a problem of attention, Lothar didn''t notice the change of his weapons in the first place. In the count''s feeling, he only used his Tomahawk as he had always done before, and to his relief, it seemed that the vitality of those toad monsters was not infinite. Many monsters did not get up again and turned into a pool of viscous liquid after being cut down by him again. Lothar doesn''t know what that means. He only knows that the number advantage of these monsters is not so obvious now.


    For the first time since the attack, the monsters began to fear. They seemed to notice the change in Lothar, and the toads began to cringe after seeing the fate of their kind. This performance is undoubtedly an encouragement to Lothar. Now you know you''re scared, right? The corner of the count''s mouth showed a cruel smile, and his Tomahawk was covered with the body fluid of the monster, but it was no less sharp. Instead, Lothar began to chase the toads, and he didn''t notice how much speed and power he displayed in such a chase, and the skill that he could not reach while his heart was still beating. The toad monster, which had been struck by the deadly axe, fell to the ground, leaving behind one by one the remains of the great beaches in the sand.


    The chase came as toad monsters finally realized that collective action slowed down a little after chronic suicide, and the monsters fled in hopes of escaping the horror behind them. The primitive instincts of these simple creatures guide them to the place they think is safest subconsciously, the place where they were born, the bones of giants. However, most of these monsters are doomed to be disappointed, because the front is no longer what they are familiar with. A catastrophic landslide has changed everything here.


    Lothar stopped. With his hands down, and the blade of his Tomahawk pointed behind him, he allowed the hasty toads to hide in the Middle East in the mass of bones and debris and then disappear. They''re bone marrow, and now it''s not hard to hide back in them. And the count did not stop killing because he had the slightest kindness to these things. What really stopped him was the memory of the collapse. The memories that happened not long ago reminded Lothar of where he was, and of the people behind him.


    Fioni fainted. That''s good news. At least he''s alive. But maybe it''s because he has changed the way he exists. Lothar now has a vague but real feeling that his sea demon friend''s life is still passing. It''s like looking at an opaque container that drips outward. It drops very slowly, and the amount of each drop is not large. But it is precisely because of this that no one can predict the remaining liquid by observing the amount of water, and do not know which drop will become the last drop.


    We have to find a way to fix this container. That''s what Rosa thought. Fortunately, he had learned that killing those toads would relieve fioni''s injury, but it would be inefficient to kill those ugly things alone. Although the count did not count, he believed that the number of monsters he had cut down to kill should also be dozens. If such a number could not keep the body of the transfiguration, then the effect of hunting monsters alone would be even worse. Wait a minute. If killing toads has an effect, what about shell people, also derived from giant energy? Will they be better No, it''s not right. Shell people are different from these monsters! Lothar tossed her head twice to get rid of this sudden idea.


    The count now found his own thinking ability, which made him reflect on what he had just done and thought. He looked back, and the mucus marks all over the place proved his fighting skills, or brutality. Lothar''s expression was confused. He didn''t know why he allowed negative emotions to dominate his actions. He remembered that the first lesson seater taught him was to control his emotions. Moreover, he could not forgive himself for thinking that he would be harmful to the shell people. He would not allow the idea of waving weapons to innocent people, even if it was only for a moment.


    There must be something wrong with me. Lothar picked up fioni again, thought to herself, and then his hand accidentally touched the wound under his ribs. Of course, I have three holes in my body, and I''m still alive and kicking. Of course, I have a problem. The count laughed at himself. It was not easy to smile with his stiff body. Lothar doesn''t stop there. He has to find something else to distract him before the grief completely engulfs him, and it''s better to save fioni''s life.


    The count''s bones were all over the place, and the giant''s broken spine and ribs had a far greater effect than Rosa had imagined, but the bones were still in their full shape, but they were separated from each other in connection with each other and scattered everywhere. It is hoped that reconstituting the bones will offset the time saved by the giant swallowing the serpent of fitis. That''s what Rosa thought. He approached the bone nearest to him. From the appearance, it should be a vertebra. The smooth outer wall of the bone looks like marble, which is beautiful. It''s not skin yet. Good omen.


    However, no matter how beautiful the giant''s bones are, they can''t cure the sea demon''s injury. However, the count of Heishan can only choose to move on. Soon, he is lost in these bones. This loss comes from the jumble of huge skeletons, and by the time Lothar realized it, he was in the dilemma of looking up and surrounded by white bones. If it had been, falling into such a situation would have been a dead end for the count, who could only rely on luck to find his way out in the dark. But now, with the ability to see things in the dark, Lothar only needs to climb up nearby bones to see the situation from above. This height is not a problem for him, who just climbed the giant''s hand not long ago. What really matters is what Rosa sees when she goes up high.It looks like a heart. Lothar, standing at the top of a giant''s rib in the ground, tried his best to see more details. In the distant darkness of his vision, a huge object was quietly suspended above all the bones. However, Lothar also saw that there seemed to be a line at the top of the suspended matter that was hidden out of view, and seemed to be directly connected to the top of the cave. What the hell is that? Lothar was not sure. He thought it was a heart at first sight, purely out of intuition. But if it was really a heart, why did it hang in mid air, and why didn''t it beat? Doubt, climbed onto Lothar''s shoulder.


    The count was silent for a few seconds and checked fioni''s condition again. The siren could not last long. So, there''s not much choice, right? Whatever that thing is, it''s a better target than blindly searching for it in bones.


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