Chapter 133 - 10: Big Brother, Save Me!_l
“Hmph! You’re so boring!”
Elise Clark sat back down on the small stool, smoothing her disheveled hair and tying it into twin-tails.
Murmuring grumpily, “Why so principled, just act when you see someone.
After all, in this place, as long as you don’t use this thing, you can t kill anyone!”
As she spoke, she pulled out the alchemic item that looked like a keychain and provocatively shook it.”
It seemed to be a reminder for Link, showing him she had already intended to kill him while he was still concerned about principles.
What, playing Mother Teresa?
“Pure Blood Will” was spot on.
Elise Clark was a madwoman, a lunatic, a crazy hag.
This was decided from the moment she was born.
Even though she claimed that with age and the deeper practice of meditation, she had gradually been able to control her temper.
However, the scene before Link told him that Elise Clark’s nature was still madness.
A madness that screamed scene and antics.
Link calmly said, “1 don’t want my heart to become numb.”
Decisive actions and mindless slaughter were not the same.
This distinction still needed to be made.
Elise Clark pouted her lips, no longer responding.
The atmosphere of conversation between the two cooled down.
Silence.
A long silence.
Link slowly drank water, ate, replenishing his physical energy.
As for the recovery of spiritual power and magic power.
Upon mastering the third layer of the “Water Wood Mutual Growth Meditation Method”, and beginning the minor transformation of his Sea of consciousness, Link unlocked a whole new way of meditating during daily activities.
Sitting, lying, standing, walking, eating, drinking, playing, and having fun,
No matter what he was doing, as long as he was not sleeping or deep in meditation, he could slowly recover his consumed spiritual power and magic power.
This method differed from focused shallow meditation, which was like the difference between using your phone while charging and charging it dedicatedly.
One was slow, and the other was fast.
That was all there was to it.
At this time, Link’s wristwatch began to vibrate.
Opening it for a glance, Dalton Collen, who often was ignored due to his low presence, had sent a message:
Help me, dude!!!
The ten words post only used four words, and the remaining six were entirely exclamation marks.
The situation was obviously very urgent.
Immediately after, a location sharing request was sent.
Although Link’s once-a-day chance had already been used to locate Jasmine, it didn’t mean he couldn’t be located by others.
Buck Watt, Ezio Richie, Digee Finley, Lynn Hewitt, and Dalton Collen, the five of them had already received Link’s orders the day before the big competition in the Second Area.
Unless necessary, during the competition, they are not to openly and actively associate with Link.
To complete their main and subtasks as their priority, ensure their rankings, and not carelessly get involved in the wager between Wizard Palo and Wizard Peter Lionel.
Dalton Collen would not have asked Link for help unless he was absolutely at his wits’ end.
Link immediately agreed.
On the watch screen, two markers appeared, nearly overlapping.
This indicated that the distance between the two of them was not far.
After flickering for a few seconds, the markers disappeared.
Link had already remembered the direction and started to move.
“What’s happening?”
Seeing that Link was tidily packing up his cup, pulling his bag onto his back, Elise Clark also hurriedly put the small stool back into her bag, meanwhile inquiring.
“A little buddy asked me for help, he should be not far from here.
Link took out the controller for the flying saucer reconnaissance magic tool, controlling the flying saucer towards Dalton Collen’s location, to scout there. “Let’s go together! Hurry up, hurry up!”
Hearing that there might be some fun, Elise Clark’s interest was greatly piqued, she became bouncing and lively again.
She glanced at the coordinates on the controller screen, pulled out her smart brain, performed a few operations, and also dispatched the bionic eagle there. Link didn’t delay, after the reconnaissance preparations were done, he immediately triggered the floating and speeding functions of the boots and hurried to Dalton Collen’s location.
Elise Clark clicked her boots, activated, initiated jet propulsion and seemed to be even more anxious than Link.
One person rushed on the ground, while the other flew in the sky.
Both of them were rushing at full speed to help.
In less than 20 minutes, Link had received the reconnaissance results of the flying disks and arrived near Dalton Collen’s location.
“Don’t rush, let’s see what the situation is first.”
Link called out to Elise Clark, who very much wanted to directly swoop down and bombard the area.
Being bound by her promise to absolutely follow his instructions, Elise Clark grudgingly landed after a round of circling.
After replacing the magic stones of the four scouting puppets, he let them be on guard in the surrounding area.
Link took out the controller with the screen and checked the images that the flying saucer was capturing in real time.
With a few operations, the bottle cap-sized luminous screen projected a clear holographic image, presenting the captured images in a magnified manner. Link found that Dalton Collen’s situation was indeed incredibly urgent.
He and three other new recruits from the Stormy Sea were besieged by a group of colossal beasts resembling Tyrannosaurus in a small valley, unable to move.
Dalton Collen was even injured, his left arm hanging limply, probably dislocated or broken.
He hadn’t even had the chance to treat his injury as he had to fend off the attack of the giant beasts.
The giant beast’s forelimbs were small and didn’t have much attack power, but its hard tail was as deadly as a steel whip.
There were dozens of crisscross whip marks on the rock wall at the valley entrance.
Those were the result of the giant beast ferociously lashing out every time Dalton Collen and his comrades tried to escape.
What made Dalton Collen and his associates helpless was that the beast could also breathe fire.
The flames that shot out into the sky from time to time blocked the airspace, preventing Dalton Collen and the others from escaping by temporarily hovering and gliding.