Lord: Harvest two talented teenagers at the beginning

The gray-white creature came quickly, like a meteor streaking across the night sky, and arrived in front of Media in an instant.

Midea turned around, held the sword in both hands, placed it across his chest, drained the last bit of fighting energy from his body, and formed a shield on the outside of his body, trying to use the impact of the gray creature to distance the two.

The huge impact was like a raging ocean wave, sending Media flying away, leaving him only a hundred steps away from the mist.

The pain radiating from every part of his body was like countless steel needles stinging every inch of his skin, always alerting him to his environment.

"Happy!" Midea roared in a low voice.

With the help of the cracked knight's sword and his unyielding faith, he rolled towards the foggy area.

Ten steps away from the mist, the gray-white creature rushed in front of Media again, opened its huge abyss mouth, and swallowed the soil under him together with it.

At the critical moment, Midea was very decisive and sacrificed an arm in exchange for the opportunity to go further.

At the last moment, he finally successfully entered the gray fog area.

Media tilted her head and stared at the gray creature, her eyes full of perseverance and determination.

The gray-white creature looked at the gray mist, its eyes full of fear, and slowly retreated.

Seeing the gray-white creature leave, Midea breathed a sigh of relief, took off the heavy armor, tore off the cloth strip, and tied it to his left arm to stop the bleeding.

He looked at the broken knight's sword and his heart was filled with sadness.

This old friend who had been with him for more than ten years finally passed away before him.

Dragging his tired body, Media slowly moved towards the spring in the center of the gray mist.

……

Three hours have passed since Media entered the pink spring. The agreed time has come, but there is still no sign of the other party returning.

"Lord, Media may have failed." Kyle said in a deep voice.

Weilin looked at the calm spring. Even though he still had a glimmer of hope in his heart, he had to admit that the probability of Media's survival was very small.

The next moment, the pink spring began to fluctuate, and a man with a broken arm covered in blood crawled out of the spring water.

Media endured the pain and slowly got up from the ground.

Neither Verin nor Kyle, nor the guards standing far away, stepped forward to help the other party. This was the best respect for a warrior.

"My lord, Midea salutes you." Midea hit her chest with her right hand and said loudly.

"Welcome back safely." Weilin said solemnly.

The moment the opponent was about to fall, Kyle appeared behind him, helped Media, untied the things on his back, and treated her.

Half an hour later, Media's complexion gradually returned to color. She sat up and subconsciously looked at her left arm. She felt a little depressed inside, but it didn't show on her face.

"Media, how is the situation?"

"I'm fine. Thank you for your concern, Lord." Media stood up and replied.

Verin manipulated the vines to form a chair, gesturing for Media to sit down and talk.

"What's the situation inside the pink spring?"

Media sat half-assed on a wicker chair and told everyone about his experiences inside and outside the gray mist.

"How does the strength of the gray-white creature you met beside the gray fog compare with mine?"

"Far inferior to the lord, and slightly more powerful than the black dragon that appeared on the battlefield. If my subordinates hadn't made the right bet, they might have been in the belly of the gray creature."

On the other side, Kyle carefully studied the gray-white creature brought back by Media, but could not find any memory related to it.

Unlocking the fur, revealing the gray crystal stored inside, Kyle took it in his hand, closed his eyes, and felt it carefully. There was no difference between it and the magic crystal and elemental crystal.

Then he absorbed the magic energy inside without encountering any obstacles. Looking at the magic energy threads he pulled out from the inside of the gray spar, there was no difference from the magic energy floating in the air, and it did not contain any other weird aura. .

The next step is to test whether this gray spar can make people depressed and have suicidal thoughts, as Media said.

"Evans."

Hearing Kyle's voice, a guard stepped forward and leaned down to salute: "Sir Kyle, what are your orders?"

"Take this crystal."

After hearing this, Evans took the larger crystal from Kyle, held it tightly in his hand, and waited quietly.

Fifteen minutes later, Evans' facial expression was calm at first, then hesitant, then ferocious, and finally calmed down again. Compared with the beginning, there was an inexplicable aura all over his body, as if he had lost all sense of life. hope.

Seeing that the time was right, Kyle took back the gray spar from Evans.

Without the influence of the gray crystal, Evans instantly showed a frightened expression, his eyes full of fear.

Correspondingly, the size of the gray spar has shrunk by one point compared to before Evans came into contact with it.

On another level, Evans' soul has grown a little stronger than before he held the gray crystal in his hand. Although it is very small, with Kyle's keen observation, he still found something.

According to what Midea told him, he would become depressed. This happened after he killed three silver low-level gray-white creatures, removed the gray spar, and a period of time later.

He relied on his own will to cut off the influence of the gray crystal, which shows that Media is more determined than Evans. This is a secondary conclusion that Kyle drew from this experiment.

In addition, gray crystals of corresponding levels should only affect extraordinary creatures of corresponding levels.

Through [Voice of the Heart], Kyle told Verin his speculation.

"Strengthening the soul, if it has no side effects, will be an extremely important extraordinary resource."

Thinking of this, Weilin was a little disappointed, but this gray crystal was still a rare thing.

"The place the pink spring is connected to is a blocked place somewhere in the real world, a demi-plane, or a mezzanine space."

"It's all possible. Only after exploration can this question be answered."

Weilin stared at the pink spring and issued an order: "Select twenty people from the Silver Wolf Knights, and also order Eden to select thirty people from the third battalion to form an exploration team, with Hui as the captain of the exploration team."

"Cosmo."

"Dear Master, Cosmo is here." Cosmo stood up immediately when he heard his name.

"You serve as the deputy captain of the exploration team, follow Hui's orders, and assist in exploring the space connected to the pink spring."

"Yes, my greatest master."

"Just call me Lord Lord from now on."

Verin waved his hand and said to Cosmo, a black dragon who likes to flatter himself.