Chapter 2368 Journey to the Spirit World (Add More)

In the spirit world, the phase spiders may not willingly donate their spider silk. In case of conflict, Nightingale, the guide, can also serve as a bodyguard to help him beat those little spiders who don't know how to praise, and test the mythical crystal by the way. The actual combat performance of the steel golem.

Thinking of this, Joan made up his mind to use "Transfer from Another World" to take Nightingale and teleport directly to the spirit world.

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In the boundary zone between the spiritual world (ether plane) and the material world, misty mist is permeated in the void, and the surrounding fields are empty and silent.

In this dead silence, the teleportation beam suddenly lit up, and two figures, one large and one small, slowly emerged from the teleportation array.

There is no gravity in the spirit world, but there is no shortage of air that creatures in the physical world can breathe normally.

After completing the teleportation, Joan immediately felt his body float and floated involuntarily.

It took a little time for Joan to barely adapt to the feeling of weightlessness, but to move normally in this environment, one must either be like a native of the spirit world and master the skill of adjusting direction with the help of reaction force, or simply be like Nightingale I fly like that.

Joan chose the latter, simpler way, turned into a bee-man form, and quickly mastered the skill of flying in the zero-gravity environment of the spirit world.

Wings hanging in mid-air, Joan gazed into the distance, and the line of sight blessed with "true seeing" was blocked by the fog, and he could see the material world on the other side of the barrier of the plane, as if observing the scene outside the window through a layer of frosted glass. wonderful.

Nightingale flew over, eagerly urging Joan: "There is nothing to see here, let's go find the phase spider!"

"Do you know where there is a spider's nest nearby?" Joan asked her.

"I don't know!" Nightingale shook her head confidently, "But don't worry, let's take a walk around, maybe with luck, we will meet the phase spider's nest on the way."

"Is that how you act as a guide?" Joan was so angry that she wanted to punch her, "I don't know anything, so what's the use of me bringing you here?!"

"Alas! The spirit world is so vast, and most of the space is a void shrouded in mist. How could it be possible to find a spider's lair as soon as you arrive here?" Among the sea of ​​clouds at the edge of the spirit world and the material world, let's go to the place where the fog is thick, if we see the funnel-shaped sea of ​​clouds, we can probably find the nest of phase spiders!"

Joan glanced suspiciously at Ms. Chatterbox, and vaguely felt that this guy was unreliable, and it would be safer to search for prey in a way she was better at.

In the past, when Joan searched in unfamiliar places, he would either use the "Scrying Technique" to directly target a specific creature, or cast a spell to summon a flock of birds, and after adding the "Creature Locating Technique" or "Object Locating Technique", they would fly out and cast a net. Air search.

These two strategies also work in the spirit world, but Joan also has a more convenient way, which is to use the "shortcut" that comes with the pair of "Hull boots" on his feet.

After activating the spell effect, Hell Boots immediately formed a group of glowing beacons under his feet, and the arrows pointed to the nearest phase spider nest.

"Useless stupid guide, follow me!"

Joan waved at the talkative lady, and flew in the direction indicated by Hull's boots.

"Damn little mage, why are you so arrogant!" Nightingale snorted resentfully, and after flying behind Joan for two minutes, she couldn't help asking: "How far is it?"

"I don't know, Hull boots can only guide the direction, but can't measure the distance to the destination." Joan took out the navigation compass and glanced at it, and then said: "Within 30 miles around, there is no gathering of clouds like you mentioned." The funnel-shaped terrain, but there is a floating island made up of countless gravel and wood, which looks like a nest of some kind of creature."

"Wow! Are you sure it's a floating island?" Nightingale suddenly became excited after sweeping away her bored state.

"It's shown on the map like this." Joan showed her the three-dimensional image generated by the navigation compass, "What is this place?"

"It is likely to be the settlement of the Sier people. Do you want to go there?" Nightingale asked with a malicious smile.

"Sir tribe..."

Joan recalled the sub-volume of "Spirit World Creatures" in "Vares Monster Illustrated Handbook", and frowned.

"If I remember correctly, the Xier tribe seems to be the descendants of the ancient demons who colonized the spirit world. Although millions of years have passed, their Baatezu devil blood has long since degenerated very thinly. After all, it is hard to change the evil. Personality, I'm afraid it won't be a hospitable nation, right?"

"Haha! Little mage, you are such a nerd! Of course the Syir people are very enthusiastic. They are so enthusiastic that when they see human beings, they will rush to hug and kiss them." Nightingale smiled evilly.

"What do you mean? The Syrs are all satyrs?"

"Sex maniacs are not so much, but they are all fertility maniacs. There is a sharp, cone-like hollow oviposition tube hidden under the tongue, which can be inserted into your throat, and the 'crystal of love' can be implanted in your body by the way. You are used as a hotbed for hatching larvae until the flesh and blood are eaten away by the larvae hatching in the body, haha, are you afraid?"

While talking, Nightingale imitated the Syr tribe with all kinds of vicious gestures, trying to scare Joan.

However, unexpectedly, she did not see the slightest expression of fear or hatred on the face of the young mage, but Joan's eyes showed a look of interest.

"Listen to you, the reproductive mode of the Syr tribe reminds me of some parasitic wasps, such as the Acetidae insects. No wonder the illustration of the Syr tribe given in the literature looks like a person standing up large insects."

Having said that, Joan stopped and turned to look in the direction where the suspected Syr settlement was located.

"Ah? Listen to what you mean, do you want to take the initiative to break into the floating island of the Sier tribe?" Nightingale put away her smile and warned seriously, "Of course a few Siir tribes can't threaten us, but you have to know, This kind of monster likes to live in groups, and there may be hundreds of thousands of Syrs living on a floating island, and they are all militant lunatics who are all soldiers, you have to think carefully, don't ask for trouble!"

"Actually, I really want to study the ecology of this kind of aborigines in the spirit world, but you are right, safety is the most important... Forget it, it's more important to get down to business first."

Joan looked away reluctantly, and continued walking along the magic road sign given by Hull's boots. Not far away, he heard roars coming from the depths of the sea of ​​fog ahead, and he quickly stopped and listened.

The silence lasted for a few seconds, and then there was another roar, similar to the bark of a dog, but louder, reaching the ears through the sea of ​​fog.

In the misty mist, the mysterious creature can only hear its sound but not see its shape, creating a terrifying atmosphere that makes one's scalp tingle.

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