Bear Lord Volibear

Bear Lord Wally Bell Author: Han silver

Introduction: The fantasy world after Faye died

I am the most sassy bear in the book

I can sell cute maid

I will never die in this one hundred percent

Who said that the flow of animals can only be sad, I want to recruit maids, I want to open the harem

Lord Bear is fearless.

Extra Story: Day of the End

In the year 2351 of the Yuan calendar, the seventieth year of the establishment of the Parliament, July 15th.

Please allow me to introduce myself. I’m Karlses von Hohenheim, 51 years old this year, a 15th-level archmage registered with the Crimson Council. I studied under the Kassel Advanced Austrian Law School and I am good at the third law. And the fifth law, the post is the host of the defensive mystery lock of Saipan.

The above is my identity before the end of the age of magic, and now I am just a mortal.

I never thought that I would be like a mortal in the rush of time, thinking that I would eventually live forever like those great pioneers on the path of the mage until I was tired of writing about the recollection of my life until I lost this magical power. I was terrified. I was afraid of getting sick, afraid of being injured, afraid of dying, afraid of being left in the corner like garbage.Forgetting, I wrote this diary to witness the coming of the end, hoping that future generations will remember my humble name.

Yes, magic has come to its end.

Pioneers move forward because of humility, we are blinded by arrogance.

In order to defeat the tyrant riding the eagle horse, the council finally released a salary. His only ability is to absorb magic. They pledged to ensure that this ultimate creation will be controlled and at the same time to overthrow the evil emperor's rule. , But they only did the same.

The Eagle Horse Empire was destroyed. Under the mighty power of the Eagle Horse Empire, the country was destroyed in just one month, but we haven’t had time to cheer. The pay has swelled from the size of two giant dragons to the size of several cities. Still out of control, he is now marching towards the hinterland of the Crimson Council. We don’t have any means to stop it. It will absorb us and become a part of his bloated body like the ruined Eagle Horse Empire, and what is so dying is that we are on his way. On the road.

It’s too late to escape. I can hardly feel the tide of magic power in the air that should be everywhere. Only the magic power stored in the container can barely be used. No flight teleportation can be performed, and the archon has concealed the news. He took people into the refuge space to prevent devastating blows early, leaving only us who could not run facing the huge cloud of flesh that swept over.

In order to save the entire city, I had no choice but to change the defensive circle into a huge mana vortex, and completely eliminate the entire city. Two hundred and twenty colleagues and I would never lose the ability to cast spells, and the bright magic lights would never The magic silk that could not be lighted up and changed color with the temperature became a pile of rags. The youth spell I added to my face also lost its effect, making me realize for the first time that I was an old man.

Xin is only interested in magic. Looking at the robe and tower in his body, he knows that the more powerful the mage is, the harder it is to face him, but in the face of mortals like us, it doesn’t care. He passed it because of the loss. Magic strengthens and maintains Saipan, which has completely collapsed into ruins. Many innocent people may have died in this collapse, but more people have been saved.

But when we watched the bloated flesh cloud rolling in from the sky, we didn't feel like a survivor.

In the year 2351 of the Yuan calendar, the 70th year of the establishment of the parliament, July 22.

I looked through the notes and realized that seven days had passed. I thought it had been seven months.I thought that piece of meat cloud would float over us, but the truth is that I was too naive.

Xin has destroyed the Capital Truth Gate of the Crimson Parliament, but it hasn't gone away from us, and it continues to wriggle above our heads.

I haven't seen the sun for seven days, so I forget the time, but how big is the salary now?

Bigger than a country?Bigger than a continent?Or has it covered every corner of the world?

He can grow up by absorbing it. How many times can our magic destroy the world?How old is he to grow up?Even if he is still floating above our heads, when it eats up all the magic, will it fill up every corner of this world and crush us to death?

This thought made me breathless. Although the meat cloud above my head hadn't moved for a few days, I felt that I had to do something and couldn't wait for no resistance.For this, I have gathered more than 100 people to prepare.

what to prepare?Ready to flee.

The preparations needed to escape from Saipan are too slow and too little. I have to say that we were too dependent on magic in the past. There are magic carpets for travel, enchantment for keeping warm, food can promote synthesis, and even the third method can be directly summoned. The food, but when it was prepared, I discovered that most of the exquisite and delicious food was rotten after losing its maintenance. The carriage carrying the wounded was dilapidated and I didn’t know how to repair it.

Put it in the past, we can do it in the past. Do we need to face the black sky to cut the wood and make it into a car wheel?

And because of the loss of magic, many dangerous creatures in the laboratory biological garden ran out. Now both inside and outside the city are a lot of danger. Haisen and Baihua were killed by the floating glue monsters, and even the corpses could not be found. .Suddenly, I wanted to go to the south of the city to meet the Virgin Mary who shouted that monsters should also have rights and dignity all day long, and ask why they are not for animals to enjoy, so that Haisen and White Birch will not be preyed on.

The only thing that is surprising today is that it actually started to rain. The red rain was sticky, fishy, ​​and had an addictive and strange smell of ink. After the rain, a light red mist began to appear.Although it's a bit strange, it doesn't look like toxins, and it seems to replenish energy. At least I feel less hungry after drinking a cup.

Some people say that this is the tears of salary, and some people say that it is the blood of salary, but I drink like urine.

As a mage reduced to relying on other people's charity to live, isn't this drinking urine?

I don’t know when the next time I will keep my diary. Today I am going to the countryside to find food in the north. They are less dependent on magic and they should have kept a lot of food. I brought a full 300 gold coins to trade. Previously, this money was enough to buy food for ten thousand people for half a year, but now I don’t know how much I can buy.

If the farmers in that village were still alive.

In 2351 of the Yuan calendar, the seventieth year of the establishment of the parliament, July 24.

I came back alive.

The village was completely destroyed, not the salary, not the monsters that ran out, not the robbers.

But a strange knight.

He should not be a human. At least I don’t know any human being who can wear a 300 kilogram armor without the help of magic. He is four to five meters tall. He is about two meters taller than ordinary people. The armor is thick and gorgeous. With a surprisingly large double-headed sword, you can see how heavy his body is by looking at the footprints he left on the ground, it is almost like a cow tied to his body.

But the most frightening thing is that he is not cumbersome at all. When our group entered the village to investigate the corpses to search for food, he suddenly fell from the sky. Dalong and Angel were cut off by it on the spot, followed by me. Believe me. When I went out, I brought the sulphur silver knight sword that I had prepared for the Mithril Demon. Even if it loses the sharp and strong magic-breaking Nether Guardian enchantment, its hardness can still be trusted. It is as big as the propeller. It seemed that the double-headed sword didn't break.

But my hand couldn't bear the blow, and it broke.

But fortunately, we took a lot of weapons to prevent danger this time. The luckiest thing was that Wendy brought a bottle of royal acid. This liquid is so powerful that it can even easily corrode dragon scales, relying on this bottle. We just settled this strange knight with Wang Su. It is a pity that although Wang Su is not magical and not affected by salary, the refining process requires a lot of magic equipment, and it is gone after use.

In order to make up for the loss of combat power, we took away that strange knight’s double-headed sword. Although we don’t know where he came from, this weapon is much better than the unenchanted weapons in our hands, and it is unexpectedly lighter. , And was finally assigned to Wendy to compensate for the bottle of king acid she lost.

But how do I feel that her eyes are not quite right after taking the double-headed sword, as if she is suppressing something.

In the year 2351 of the Yuan calendar, the seventieth year of the establishment of the parliament, July 25.

My hunch has always been a good spirit.

Do I think the current situation is already the worst? There is no worse situation, so the sky can't fall down.

But the naivety collapsed.

The salary is dead!

I didn't know what was going on. When I woke up, I found that it was falling into a red waterfall like a torrential rain. But I picked up the accumulations that fell on the ground and looked at it. The fall was clearly flesh and blood.

The flesh and blood of salary.

The salary was dying, disintegrating, and corrupting. I saw the flesh clouds glowing red in the sky, and large pieces of flesh were shattering and falling off. They were broken in mid-air, dripping onto the earth like rain, and soon flesh clouds appeared. A big hole, the sun shined through the holes of blood, and I knew that the weather outside was clear and cloudless, no matter how I changed, I was still under the same sky.

This shocked me.

My companions cheered, sang and danced, and some even took off their clothes directly in the sun to celebrate the reappointment, thinking that the nightmare was over.

But I can't laugh at all. What happened these days is just a nightmare?

But no matter how this era has been changed, we decided to call the era of fog from the beginning after consultation.

The year of the Yuan calendar is 2351, a year in the foggy era, August 1st.

I knew it was far from a nightmare.

The salary is dead, not only did we not get a new life, it was even worse.

There was a rain of flames in the sky, every part of Saipan city, and suddenly there was a tornado on the ground. Our wells, roofs, and stables were all blown away, and there were signs of demons. I don’t understand them. What to do in this dangerous place, but it seems that the group of virgins to the south is their target, maybe they can experience the violation of equality of all beings firsthand this time.

But this is not all the danger. The little Nihuos who was smashed to death a few days ago staggered to his feet and became a zombie attacking everyone, even if Wendy cut him in the waist with that outrageously large and fierce double-headed sword. He still crawled and attacked us, but fortunately, my daughter found a set of silver utensils a few days ago and stabbed him to death.