C13 Coma

His relaxed attitude seemed to be telling the Scorpion Demon not to daydream anymore and to sow discord between him and his good brother, Nan Bo. He leaned on Nan Bo's leg, and placed his hand on Nan Bo's huge claws, as if he was going to eat a snake and a scorpion. The Scorpion Demon did not express his anger at the sight of Nan Bo. Instead, he raised his head and looked at the sky.

"How did you know I was pretending to be unconscious?"

The Scorpion Demon Dweller stared at Mies with unwillingness in his eyes. If it wasn't for the fact that he had seen through his disguise, he would have already died. This breakfast was already in his stomach. In fact, the main culprit behind the destruction of this breakfast was Nan Bo. However, the Snake Scorpion Demon Dweller didn't dare to be as rude to Nan Bo as he was now holding his own life in the hands of Nan Bo. It could only vent its anger on him.

"You say that we humans are cunning, but in fact, you are the craftiest. You aren't so easily knocked out. My fire lotus is so small, how could it possibly knock you out?"

"Hiss, hiss."

The Scorpion Demon opened its bloody mouth and bared its fangs as it roared at Mises. It was already brewing a poisonous water blade. Compared to the non-poisonous water blade, the poisonous water blade was undoubtedly much stronger, but it would still consume all of its magic. It wanted to take advantage of the time before Nan Bo could make his move to kill him. However, Nan Bo's attitude did not make any sense to it.

Patting Nan Bo's huge leg, he sighed and said, "Nan Bo, my good brother, open your eyes wide and take a look at this noble King. Now a humble little reptile dares to use magic in front of you. This is extremely disrespectful and contemptuous of you, Nan Bo Alexander. You must know that my good brother, Nan Bo Alexander, is a king! "

With a pained look on his face, he patted Nan Bo's leg. He lowered his head and coughed out blood, as if he wished he were dead.

He even closed his eyes and looked as if he would rather die than see my good brother, the King's Sovereign, Nan Bo, let a lowly little reptile do whatever it wanted in front of him.

His wet and messy hair was stained with countless bits of grass and leaves, and his body was covered in mud. A trace of red blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. He had a noble look on his face, and a resolute expression on his face, as if he was the most famous Great Magister of the Kadri continent, Trenia.

Montana covered her small cherry lips and stared at Nan Bo with eyes as wide as purple gemstones, her gaze filled with shock.

Terry foolishly waved his fan-like hands and said, "Boss Nan Bo, why are you listening to that monster's nonsense? Slap it until it faints. Tell Boss Migesuth to bring it back to that mage."

Terry's words were very natural. The Scorpion Demon Dweller nervously looked at Nan Bo. It had already brewed a poisonous water blade in its mouth, wanting to hit its target with one hit. However, he was still holding onto Nan Bo's leg tightly. He was afraid that his attack would anger this terrifying Steel Armored Beast. Thus, he was still hesitating.

"Mi Si, you wanted to hand it over to a mage and hand it over to him alive and kicking. You said earlier that you wanted that witch to have a taste of being trampled on?"

Nan Bo used his huge claws to imitate the image of the man, stroking his chin. Yesterday, this action of the man made him feel very noble and deep.

The Scorpion Demon closed his eyes. At this moment, his fate seemed to have been decided.

"Right, my good brother Nan Bo. As long as it obediently doesn't resist, I will accept it into my spatial ring." "Hey, Scorpion Demon Dweller, if you don't resist, you can still recuperate in my dimensional ring. Also, if there's a chance, after I hand you over to Witch, you can eat her like a snack and come back."

Although he did not think that the Scorpion Demon would be able to eat the dim sum, he still gave it a chance. As for whether it was the Scorpion Scorpion Scorpion Scorpion Stomp or the Scorpion Stomp, it did not matter to him.

In his heart, he had always believed that Katyusha was the only one who could trample on others, or other magical beasts. The reason he did so was to exact his revenge. The Snake Scorpion Demon could shock Katyasha, or make her ghost castle look like a complete mess, and he would feel comfortable.

Upon hearing the words of the mage, Nan Bo immediately became interested. He couldn't wait to see the result of giving a live Devil Snake to a beautiful mage. His golden eyes immediately flashed with a terrifying gaze. The pressure caused the surrounding air to become heavy. Just now, Nan Bo had been concealing his presence, otherwise, the Snake Scorpion Demon Dweller would have already escaped. Now, he was fully releasing the deterrent force of his advanced steel armored beast. Although this pressure wasn't directed at him, his chest still felt stuffy.

"You … let him take you into his interspatial ring. If you want to be turned into a corpse, you can choose."

Nan Bo's golden eyes flickered with a golden light as he coldly stared at the Scorpion Demon Dweller. The Scorpion Demon Dweller's body was trembling slightly. Nan Bo's great deterrence made him feel fear from the bottom of his heart. His legs even became soft, as if he was a little mouse that had seen a cat.

The choice was not that difficult. The Scorpion Demon Dweller had already understood what he was talking about. No matter what, he still had some hope of escaping. If he refused, he would become a corpse in the next moment. Space Rings were not something that could be stored easily. They were easy to arrange, had life, and required the opponent to not resist before they could be put into the Space Ring. It was very easy for him to put the Scorpion Demon Dweller back into his interspatial ring.

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, he let go of Nan Bo's legs and collapsed to the ground.

"Mies!"

It was the last sound he heard, a beautiful sound from the lips of the beautiful Montana, and there was a smile on his face when he fainted.

Montana ran over and crouched down in front of him. She placed her hand on his chest, a look of anxiety on her face. If he were still conscious right now, he would have fainted from happiness. Montana's anxious expression was particularly moving as she examined the injury.

"Don't worry, little girl. He just fainted. His magic power has been completely used up, and he has suffered some internal injuries, so his life is not in danger. "

After hesitating for a moment, Montana said, "Perhaps we should have come out earlier to help him. That way, he wouldn't have been injured by the Scorpion Demon Dwellers."

"Rant, are you blaming me for not saving him in time?"

Montana raised her head and looked at Nan Bo. There was no fear in her eyes. Her violet gem-like eyes were as clear as spring water on a snowy mountain. Looking at Nan Bo, Montana asked, "Why do you want Muse to face the Scorpion Demon Dweller alone? That's a high level mutated magical beast, so you should know how dangerous it is."

Yes, Montana, I do know, but you must know that you are your own best protector, and no one can protect you forever. Only by maturing on a real battlefield could one live for a longer time. "You don't have to worry. You don't understand the talent of Mi Si. He dual cultivates both magic and martial arts!

Montana was also surprised. She naturally understood the concept of dual cultivating in the arts and magic. Generally speaking, whether it was training in martial arts or magic, it was already extremely difficult for one to succeed in just one area. Especially to be able to cultivate Dou Qi and become an Advanced Warrior, it was as difficult as practicing magic and becoming an Intermediate Mage. However, because cultivating magic requires a lot of talent and requires much more than cultivating martial arts, there are far more people who cultivate martial arts than practicing magic.

There were a lot of people who practiced martial arts, and a lot of people who were able to cultivate battle qi. However, there were very few people who were able to develop their battle qi to become an advanced warrior.

There were fewer people who practiced magic than martial arts, but most of them were only apprentices. Not to mention intermediate level magicians, even low-level magicians couldn't successfully advance to the next level. Magicians were divided into ranks from one to eight, and those below level three were called low-level magicians. Magicians who didn't reach level one were the only magic apprentices, and the number of people who would wear Magical Apprentices' robes throughout their lives was countless.

Intermediate magi at rank 3 and above, and magi at rank 8 and above, were all magisters. Trenia was the most famous Divine Magister in the Kadri continent. He had stepped into the Saint-rank. Of course, Trenia was called the Divine Magister, not because he had stepped into the Saint-rank, but because that was just one aspect of it. Most important of all was the unblemished character of Trenia, who had fought well in the sacred defense of the whole of Rimia against dark magic.

As a Saint-rank mage, Trenia did not only defend the interests of mankind by destroying dark magic. He never used his own magic to cause any trouble or extreme self-discipline. Trenia even benefits the place with her precious magic. She is the most popular magician in the city.

He had gone beyond the borders of the world, beyond the boundaries of the continents, and was a guest of all continents and nations. No magician had ever been able to do this for Trenia, who had never been involved in any war between nations, between continents, or between continents. Trenia, known as the greatest Divine Magister in the whole of Rimia, was the greatest glory Rimia had ever had.

Of the seven continents of Limia, there was no one who didn't recognize this. Trenia was the idol of all magicians!

Montana looked deeply at Nan Bo and said, "You said that he cultivates both magic and martial arts, but from what I see, his talent in magic is pretty good. He doesn't seem to have received any systematic and formal training."

People who didn't cultivate magic didn't cultivate martial arts because one of them was enough to spend their entire life without being able to reach the peak. Therefore, a mage's physique was usually weak, and a warrior could only sigh when faced with magic, if they didn't have high-level dou qi.

Mies had fallen into a deep coma. His magic power had been completely used up. The internal injuries caused by the Scorpion Demon Dweller had left him unconscious.

"Montana, just watch and see. This man will become a great master of both magic and martial arts. He is destined to be written in the history of Limia."

The gray fog was so thick that it could not dissipate. This place seemed to be devoid of anything and had no direction. He reached out his hand, and a gray mist flowed through it, endless and invisible.

He didn't know where he was. He felt weightless, floating in the grayish fog. He wanted to shout, but no sound came out. He wanted to stop, but his body couldn't help it. Amidst the grayish fog, it floated about, drifting about. After drifting for an unknown amount of time, he closed his eyes. Aside from the grayish fog, there was nothing else.

Just as he was about to fall asleep, he felt a little light in front of his eyes. He opened his eyes, and in the distance, in the mist, there was a red light that attracted him. The grayish fog sent him drifting closer and closer to the red light. He wanted to get closer, but he couldn't help it. He followed the fog, slowly moving closer and closer.

Finally, the light grew closer. It seemed to be a burning flame, and he focused his mind, desperately trying to get closer to the light. His willpower made him speed up a bit. As he concentrated on his spirit and increased his willpower, his speed increased and he got closer to the flame.

In this strange space, he discovered that his own body was completely uncontrollable. His will could control his own body, and the stronger his will was, the more control his body would have. With all of his mental strength gathered, he controlled himself and increased his speed. Gradually, he drew closer to the ball of fire. The flame grew brighter and brighter, until he could feel its warmth. It was very strange to him. Wasn't it because of his injury that he vomited blood and fainted? Why did I come to such a strange place?

A flaming fire lotus was floating in the middle of the grey mist, as if the grey mist was a lake of water brewing this beautiful fire lotus. Although the fire lotus was burning fiercely, the temperature was gentle and warm. There was no hot feeling. As he looked at the fire lotus, he felt a sense of familiarity, as if there was something there that was attracting him.

The fire lotus was golden, and it emanated a golden light. The surrounding area of the fire lotus was blazing with blazing flames. From the center of the fire lotus, the flames changed from gold to gold, gold, yellow, orange, red, and red. The outer layer was a fiery red color. It was also the color of the flames that he had seen before.

He could sense that there was something attractive about the fire lotus, but it was too bright and dazzling. He could only vaguely make out the shape of the fire lotus.

"Where is this place? Why is there a fire lotus here?" Fire magic should be Fireball magic, so why is the fire magic I cast a fire lotus? Could it be that my fire-style magic turning into a fire lotus has something to do with this fire lotus? "

He didn't expect an answer from it. Although the fire lotus made him feel very close to it, it was still just a fire lotus, not a human.

"This is your world. I am the center of your world. Your fire magic has become a fire lotus because of me."

A clear voice rang out in his ears, startling him. He looked left and right, but aside from the blazing flames in front of him, all he could see was that brilliant golden fire lotus floating in front of him.

"Hehe, there's no need to look for me. I'm just talking to you. I'm the fire lotus that you saw."

"Who are you?"

"I am you, you are me, we were one."

"Where is this place, and who am I? Why don't you say that you are me? Could it be that I am a fire lotus? "

"I am your soul, the source of your power. The two of us reproduce with each other. With me, there will be you, and with you, there will be me." The fire lotus's light grew even more intense, enveloping him within.

"Flaming Lotus Flower, what do you mean? Can you explain it a bit more clearly? Don't play around with mysteries. Didn't I get injured? Why did I come here?"

"Come in, come in. You'll know a lot of things."

A dazzling golden light completely enveloped him, and the fire lotus emitted a gentle attractive force, attracting him to it. He could feel the mysterious connection between him and the fire lotus. He even hoped that he could quickly enter the fire lotus and learn its secrets. Surrounded by the golden light of the fire lotuses, he disappeared into them. Had he been melted by the blazing flames?

Terry carried him on his back and returned to the lake. He fed him some water, but his lips were tightly shut, not a drop of it coming out.

Montana looked at him worriedly, while Nan Bo sat beside her. Montana placed her hand on his chest, her hand emitting a faint purple light. Terry foolishly looked at her and said, "Montana, your hand can also light up. You are also a mage, right?"

Montana nodded, then shook her head. She didn't say anything, and her violet gemstone eyes glanced over at Nan Bo, who only glanced at her for a moment before closing his eyes to rest. He didn't seem worried about the injury.

The wound on his chest was being healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, thanks to the violet light being released from Montana's hands. The swelling had slowly disappeared, and his skin was returning to its original white color. However, due to the cover of his clothes, no one was able to see that he was recovering quickly. Nan Bo didn't even look at Montana or Michaels. Terry's big eyes were looking left and right, searching for prey.

Montana was still wearing the torn clothes, and her body was still wrapped in bandages. There were even some dried blood stains on the bandages. But no one could see that the place where Montana had been injured, the bandage, and the skin under her clothes, had all been restored. Her skin was as white as jade and smooth, as if she had never been injured before.

The wound on his chest had been mostly healed, but he was still unconscious. Montana looked at him with a strange look in her eyes. She had already treated him, so he should be wide awake now that he was almost completely recovered. Montana healed most of his internal injuries, and the faint purple light on her hands faded.

She glanced back at Nan Bo, who was still resting with his eyes closed. Terry's gone to the lake. As he lay on the grass by the lake, his eyes closed and unconscious, Montana wondered why he hadn't woken up. Her eyes, which were like purple gemstones, were deep as she stared at him.

In the center of the golden fire lotus, Mies sat on the lotus' stamen platform. The golden flames burning on the golden petals around him didn't harm him at all. On the contrary, these flames gradually restored the magic that had been used up. When he felt the recovery of his magic, he sat cross-legged on the lotus throne and focused on recovering his magic. He gently stroked his chest, feeling no pain or depression. It was as though he had completely recovered. Of course he didn't know that his injuries had already been healed by Montana. He thought that it was all thanks to the fire lotus.

The golden flames burning on the fire lotus were the source of the purest fire magic. In this place, the rate at which he recovered his magic was extremely fast. As he focused on his magic, he could feel the golden flames on the fire lotus replenishing his magic.

"Wow, this is really a treasure. This Fire Lotus is really a treasure!" If I had such a treasure in my hands, what magic would I need to worry about? "No matter how much magic is consumed or how much magic is released, this treasure will immediately replenish itself!"

He had gotten used to it when he was in the ghost castle of Katyusa. Now that he had recovered almost all of his magic power, he began to scheme and scheme against this fire lotus.

"I wonder where this place is, who does this fire lotus belong to? What did the fire lotus mean?" He was me, I was him, we were each other? Then, can I take this fire lotus for myself? "

A pair of shifty eyes began to size up the fire lotus. Miggins was calculating; if he were to request for the fire lotus to be with him in the future, the fire lotus would agree. This fire lotus looked different from the other magical equipment, as it had its own consciousness.

"You, the moment you've recovered, you started to have evil intentions. I was originally yours, and this belongs to you. But you can't take me out because I've always been with you. "

"Fire Lotus, you said that you've always been with me, but why can't I feel your existence? Where exactly is this place?"

"Stop your wild thoughts and focus your mind. You will naturally know where this is. At the Lotus Altar, his state of mind would naturally open!