Myriad Realms Exchange Machine

Chapter 351 The Little Fairy Arrives

All his companions have died, and there are no bones left.

When he saw Fenrir, whose mouth was still stained with flesh and blood, walking towards him, Charles' heart was filled with emotions called despair and unwillingness.

He called out the power in the core of his chest, trying to condense the wings composed of a pair of steel knives on his back.

Only by gathering his wings again can he have a chance to escape or fight back.

However, no matter how hard he tried, no matter how he awakened the energy core.The artificial energy core buried in the middle of his chest was always silent and did not give him any response.

On the periphery of the energy core, it seems to be wrapped with a layer of black shell, tightly wrapped around the surface of the energy core like spider silk, so that the energy contained in the energy core cannot escape at all.

Without the support of the energy core, even though Charles himself has the strength of an archmage, he is now as weak as an ordinary person who has not gone to high school. Facing the dragon-level monster Fenrir, he can only be slaughtered at will by him.

"Bastard!" Charles pulled out the dagger hidden in his boots, facing Fenrir who was slowly approaching, and cursed through gritted teeth.

How could he have imagined that Fenrir's personality is a special ability called "elimination".Otherwise, they would probably run away as soon as they saw Fenrir coming—in this way, they might be able to win more lives.

Fenrir looked at the small dagger in Charles's hand that looked like a toothpick to him, grinned, then raised a furry paw and patted Charles on the face.

With Charles' current physical fitness as an ordinary person, I am afraid that his entire head will be crushed directly.

Charles also knew that he would not be able to hide from the pit, so he simply closed his eyes, stood up and stabbed his dagger fiercely with Fenrir's sharp claws.

I will die here today.

My son, I'm sorry, Dad can't spend your birthday with you.

It's really a pity.

Charles' dagger pierced right between his jerks, and the expected death never came.

Fenrir's huge sharp claws were gently supported by a slender white palm ten steps away from Chen Yue, and they couldn't move forward even an inch.

The owner of that white and tender palm was actually a beautiful little fairy in a moon-white dress.

The appearance of this little fairy is no less than that of any big star that Charles has seen on TV, even a complete victory.Except for the top AI idol He Xiaoci, Charles has never seen any little fairy who can compare with him in appearance.

This kind of beauty is so breathtaking that even if there are layers of fog between the two, the surrounding scenery is blurred.But only the face of this little fairy became clearer after the mist.

"I heard your cries and pleadings. Do you want to see your child? I feel the same way as you." The little fairy turned her head, looked into Charles's eyes with clear eyes, and said softly.

What kind of strength is she that can actually treat the Fenrir monster she is holding up as nothing?

That's a real dragon-level monster!

Fenrir's claws were larger than the little fairy's body, but his sharp claws fell into the hands of the little fairy and he couldn't break free no matter what.

It wailed in agony.

"Are you going to kill it?" The little fairy looked at Fenrir struggling in her palm and asked Charles as if she were looking at an ant.

Charles glanced at Fenrir, who was surrounded by fear and pain, without any sympathy at all, and said: "Of course! It must be killed!"

"If it wasn't for this beast! My brothers would definitely be able to go back alive!"

"Then, please grant this wish of yours." The little fairy's face showed no expression, as if it was a snow field that would never melt.

Fenrir seemed to understand the conversation between Charles and the little fairy.

The desire to survive made its struggle more intense.

I saw this dragon-level monster suddenly opened its bloody mouth, and a black sphere shot out quickly, directly hitting the body of the little fairy.

Charles, who had already suffered once, knew how powerful it was. Seeing Fenrir open his mouth, he immediately warned, "Be careful!"

The little fairy completely ignored Charles's reminder.

Facing the black sphere flying towards her, she just raised her other hand and waved it lightly, as if driving away a noisy fly.

The black ball was really like a frightened fly. It immediately fell back and hit Fenrir's mouth before he had time to close it, causing its teeth to bleed.

At the same time, countless different weapons were summoned from the different-dimensional space behind the little fairy, covering all the spaces that Charles could see in a short while.

"Is this space magic? No, it's kind of like a means of leaping!" Charles felt the energy fluctuations emanating from the little fairy, and the shocked expression on his face became more and more serious.

Finally, he blurted out: "Impossible! You can actually use the immortal skills of liberal arts and the magic skills of immortality at the same time! You can actually practice both arts and science! How did you do it!"

The little fairy didn't answer Charles' question.

She looked coldly at Fenrir, who was struggling constantly, and with a thought, thousands of swords fell like rain, directly cutting the dragon-level monster that could dominate an area into a squirming mass of flesh, smoothing everything about it. Traces of life.

To be able to deal with a dragon-level monster so lightly, even a holder of a legendary degree is absolutely impossible to deal with it so easily!

"Who are you?" Charles looked at the little fairy in shock, his lips trembling slightly, and asked.

With such powerful strength, as long as she appears in human society, she will inevitably attract a lot of attention, and it is impossible for Charles not to know.

"You don't have to know who I am." The little fairy turned and walked towards Charles, her steps as light as a weightless ghost.

"I heard your cry, that's why I appeared here and saved you at the last moment. But, I need something in return." The little fairy's ice-like face finally picked out a very shallow trace. With a smile, he said: "To be precise, I hope you can also grant one of my wishes."

"What wish?" Charles became alert, and took a step back holding the dagger.

It is said that some monsters will pretend to be human beings, and then capture human souls after defrauding human beings.

If that's the case, Charles wouldn't mind taking another chance with his life.

Anyway, after Fenrir's death, the hard shell covering his energy core has dissipated, and his strength has recovered more than [-]% in just a few minutes.

The little fairy looked at the nervous expression on Charles's face, shook her head slightly, and said, "Don't worry, it's not difficult for you. I want you to help me find a child, and then bring him to me."

"That is my Son of Heaven."

(End of this chapter)