A Unique Hunter

"Ni, Nima!" Cook froze for a while before yelling. You know that Cook has a set of magic pattern equipment on his body, and it seems to be relatively advanced. It disappeared in an instant, and the red light flashed. Disappeared.

Cook just felt that there were a lot of fire elements around him. Cook looked at the orange-red mask around him and was puzzled. Now Cook couldn't feel the cold breath at all, but a warm feeling.

Cook closed his eyes and tried his best to sense the surrounding situation, but he found no mental power, not to say that there was no discovery, because Cook felt that the orange cover around him was a cover that blocked mental power.

"Huh?" Just when Cook was about to open his eyes, Cook had a strange feeling. I couldn't tell what it was like.

"Is it an illusion? No, no, it seems to be..." Cook struggled to grasp the strange feeling, while constantly perceiving what this strange feeling was.

But Cook didn’t gain anything at all, because even though Cook could perceive clearly, he just couldn’t remember what it was. Cook couldn’t help but open his eyes and shook his head with a wry smile: “It doesn’t seem to be this orange The problem with the cover is my spirit... the spirit!"

"I see, this is an emotion, an emotion!" Cook muttered to himself and finally jumped up frantically, because what Cook felt was an emotion.

Cook closed his eyes again, and for a while, Cook stretched out his right hand in confusion, because Cook knew clearly that the surrounding emotions were emitted by the elements on the core.

"Disdain?" Cook asked in a puzzled manner, looking at the flame-like things that were becoming more and more concentrated on the palm of his hand.

An emotion was conveyed to Cook again, and Cook immediately grew his mouth, because Cook knew the excitement conveyed by the flame in his palm.

"Is it disdain for the surrounding environment?" Cook realized it after a long time, and asked again, also exuding mental fluctuations.

Cook once again clearly knew the disdain of this flame, because the flame actually gave Cook a feeling of lofty height, and Cook was puzzled: "What is this flame, is it an elemental creature?"

But as soon as the thought of Cook fell, he felt that the flames conveyed a kind of anger, yes, anger, as if Cook had insulted his identity.

"What is it?" Cook thought again.

At this time, the flame was constantly jumping in the palm of Cook's palm, transforming into various forms, and finally transformed into an angry red face, opening his mouth to Cook.

"No!" Cook looked at the round face formed by the flame, sweating, because this face is so like himself.

Then Cook asked: "What exactly are you?"

The flames became even more angry, and flames appeared around the round face. Cook blinked his eyes and didn't understand what it meant. The round face jumped up and down in front of Cook's eyes, as if to express what it meant.

"I don't understand!" Cook looked for a long time, and finally shook his head and replied.

"Ah!!!" Just after Cook finished his words, the round face formed by the flame rushed to Cook's arm, and then went in suddenly, Cook fainted immediately with a scream.

I don’t know how long it took, Cook felt like he had slept, but the bed board was a little harder, but when Cook opened his eyes, he realized that he was still in the ice eye, Cook jumped up immediately and touched. Still bare.

"What was that just now?" Cook finally remembered, and muttered suspiciously.

"Cook, your whole family is the thing!" A mental fluctuation rang in Cook's mind.

"Who?" Cook looked around warily, shouting loudly.

"Hmph, it's me!" A red head popped out of Cook's nose.

"Boom, oops!" Cook was taken aback and fell directly to the ground, and then came into close contact with the ground.

Cook looked at this head with the same expression in QQ, and was very puzzled. How did he know that this little head jumped up immediately, and a voice came from his brain: "Don't compare me with those low-level creatures, Cook !"

"How do you know my name is Cook?" Cook asked with mental fluctuations in his mind.

"Huh, I'm a very advanced, very advanced fire! Not that kind of inferior fire!" The little head exudes mental fluctuations.

"Fire?" Cook wondered, is there any difference between fire.

"I should say that it is not the fire in your conventional understanding, I am the sacred fire!" The little head replied afterwards.

Then a huge consciousness burst into Cook's soul, and Cook immediately understood what the flame was.

The sacred fire is not a fire in the conventional sense, but a sacred fire that must be ignited by the sanctuary to become a god. This sacred fire will fuse all the elements, spiritual power, and soul in the body, and the product of success is the godhead.

As long as there is a godhead, even if the body disappears, the godhead can still be resurrected. Moreover, the godhead is made of elements, spiritual power, and soul. It can be said to be the hardest material in the world. There is no one, it is pure and can no longer be Pure elements.

The elements contained in a peak of the sanctuary will be melted into a sesame grain size, and in the body of the peak of the sanctuary, the elements have almost been materialized.

However, this sacred fire was only born when the godhead was smelted, and at the rest of the time, no one knew what this sacred fire was. The temperature of the sacred fire was too high.

Cook blinked his eyes and asked, "So how did you appear?"

"Where do I know how to appear, I just know that these inferior guys around dare to show off in front of me, I want to teach them, and then I appear, what I pass to you is only my original consciousness." His head jumped around Cook's eyes, making various grimaces, and then sending messages.

Cook rolled his eyes helplessly, because the information Cook got from the steel is that there is only one message, that is, this little thing is considered an elemental creature, but it is not, and then this sacred fire is necessary for the promotion of the gods at the peak of the sanctuary, and the rest Cook himself was confused.

"Forget it!" Cook has this advantage, just don't think about it if you don't understand it, because these are the levels of knowledge that Cook can't reach at all.

"What is this thing?" Cook took out a piece of magicweave equipment, but he knew it was immediately turned into a pile of ashes, and Cook asked the little thing helplessly.

"This, this is not under my control!" The little thing passed back to the spirit wave.

"What's your name?" Cook was speechless, and then asked again.

"What's your name?" The little thing replied indifferently.

"Say?" Cook repeated in wonder.

"Of course, we signed an equality contract. You have this right." The little thing surprised Cook.

"Contract?" Cook asked in surprise.

"Of course, otherwise you can communicate with me spiritually, but this is what I think is pretty good for your kid, otherwise, as such a senior me, can I conclude an equal contract with you such a weak fellow?" The little thing looked on. Replied contentedly.

Hearing the black line on his face, Cook couldn't help but ask in confusion: "Why don't I know why I signed the contract?"

"Nonsense, I'm so advanced, do you want to agree?" The little thing replied narcissistically.

Cook's face became even darker, and then Cook realized that the so-called contract was definitely not fair, and obviously there was a level difference, otherwise, how could he be signed by others without knowing it?

"But didn't these things appear when you appeared? How come they are out of your control?" Cook asked silently, sloping around.

"Nonsense, is it that if you walk on the big road, the big road is under your control?" The little thing replied angrily.

"Then what to do?" Cook pointed to his bare body.

"This is the realm where the divine nucleus bursts out, but the realm of no owner." The little thing replied.

"The domain of no owner?" Cook was surprised.

"Cut, in such an inferior field, what is worthy of surprise? Look at these elements, there are too many impurities." The little thing said angrily.

Cook finally couldn't help asking: "Who did you learn these words from?"

"Of course it's with you. I checked some of your memories, but your human memories are too complicated and too imaginative. They almost dazzled me, but fortunately I am very smart and only look at you. Memories before ten years old, and then learn to understand." The answer of the little thing made Cook sweat dripping with cold.

Can actually look through other people's memories, Nima, what kind of monster is this?

Finally Cook asked tentatively: "Can you control this field?"

"No, my soul core is too weak, and that's it; I still look down on the garbage domain, but if there is a soul crystal or something..." The fox tail of the little thing leaked out, and Cook ignored it.

Finally, Cook looked around, then untied the bag containing the core of God, and then tied it around his waist. Some of the protruding objects were packed in the bag, and then the rope was tied around the waist, while the thunder tooth was on the back. This makes it more comfortable to see from a distance.

"From now on, you will be called Barry!" Cook said casually, and Cook could see it. I'm afraid this little thing is coming for his soul crystal.

In fact, Cook didn’t understand that Barry was sealed into the core by chance. If the surrounding environment stimulates the core, then Barry will slowly disappear, and if it’s in a higher plane, Barry will only need to come out. It will disappear, but in this lower plane, Barry has gradually developed a hint of wisdom in the spiritual communication with Cook.

First of all, I disdain the surrounding ice elements. This is an instinctive reaction of Shenhuo. If Cook does not feel this instinctive emotion, then Barry will disappear.

But Cook sensed it and angered Barry. Barry finally wanted Cook to understand, and then went into Cook’s body. Barry wanted Cook to understand what he was, but it was a kind of physical origin. instinct.

But the moment he got into Cook’s body, the contract was formed. The contract formed a part of Cook’s memory directly into Barry’s memory. Barry was born, and a new life was born. If Cook didn’t have it. Memory, Barry will ultimately only be a thing that relies on instinct and is not a life.

Of course, Cook does not understand, because after all, Cook only has so much knowledge, not enough to understand these things.

"Barry is Barry!" Barry murmured ~www.novelmtl.com~ and then looked at the thunder tooth in Cook's hand, and the small metal ring that clicked on a leg on his shoulder, his eyes kept turning.

"Damn, that's magic-weave equipment, magic-weave equipment!" Cook watched with his own eyes at the realm emanating from the divine core directly turning a frozen person into ashes, and Cook had already seen through the ice. The equipment on these people who were frozen by the ice were all magicweave equipment, and most of them were military products. This was not the main thing. The main thing was that these equipment were complete. Cook looked at the countless people who were frozen by the ice. The figure is so excited in my heart, but I didn't expect these things to be visible and intangible.

"Why don't you lose the core?" Barry suggested.

"Nonsense, how cold it is outside, as long as I leave this area, I will definitely die." Cook yelled angrily.

"How did you know?" Barry asked suspiciously.

"I see, everyone here who is frozen in the ice is very strong, look at these guys actually have magic lines on their bodies." Cook pointed angrily to the female magician closest to him.

PS: I wish you all a happy Dragon Boat Festival! "Hey, I sent a shopping card today! 》