In this short moment, Donnie's feeling was quite long.

Donnie clearly felt that everything about himself was being drained, whether it was magic or hidden demonic power, all of them poured into the unknown.

Only then was Downey able to use the Endless Path once, and when he reached the Glimmer Trail, he realized that he had no choice of destination.

This doesn't match the information Donnie had gotten before, but now Downey can't change anything.

When Donnie and Lawrence disappeared in place, the King of Shugol realized that something was wrong, and he ignored the other transcendents who had not died, and the light released from the dark green eyeballs superimposed on the glimmering path that had not yet completely disappeared.

The Glimmer Trail itself was not an entity and should not have been shaken, but the power of the King of Shuregol changed the situation, and the faint glowing path shook a few times, and finally did not throw Donnie and them, and it quickly disappeared.

In the sea of nothingness, only the eyes of the king of Shugol were long, but there was no response.

Donnie could have imagined how furious the King of Shugol would be if he was gone.

At that time, I am afraid that not only the transcendents who survived before will be tortured in horror, but even the people of the king of Shugol will be severely punished.

But Donnie couldn't care about that much anymore, at least the best he could think of was to leave right away and not continue to face that horrible weirdness.

In fact, Downey did just that, but one problem arose.

That is, when Donnie was able to see his surroundings clearly again, he could no longer find Lawrence, and the bracers turned into paper goblins were still wrapped around his wrists and did not detach, but he fainted, and he was not awake no matter how he called.

Not only that, but Donnie couldn't tell where he was now, only a white, bare snow all around him.

The sky was very dark, and the sun was not visible behind the lead-gray clouds, but judging by the current brightness, it should be daytime.

More importantly, Donnie is now lying in the snow, unable to lift his arms and shake his head, or even sit up.

After a long time of exhaustion, Donnie slowly sat up.

"What kind of place is this? Or is it not a free federation? ”

Donnie's mind was constantly thinking, and when he calmed down and felt the magic in his body, he realized that his magic had been drained, and it would take at least a few days to recover this time. Moreover, Donnie could also feel that the power of space was suppressing what little magic he had left, and once Downey wanted to use the spell, the space power became active, and the spell casting process was interrupted instantly. This power is also dissipating, it just takes some time.

In addition, in the process of spatial transfer, Donnie's body was also greatly affected, and somehow received a heavy blow in the process, and Downey felt as if his bones were about to break.

Fortunately, it seems that it is just as if, and it is not really broken hands and feet, otherwise in this ice and snow, you may really encounter danger.

After coming to his senses, Donnie tried two more times, but he really didn't have the strength to stand up, so he blew in the cold wind for more than half an hour.

It wasn't until something slowly approached that a groggy Donnie's eyes widened and he focused his sloppy attention.

A slight sound sounded from behind a snow-covered bush and plant, distinctly distinct from the sound of the wind, presumably the footsteps of some kind of animal. Although the sound was slight, Downey could still hear it.

It's just that being able to hear doesn't mean that you can see it, this time Donnie's loss is too serious, and even the spiritual energy is almost consumed, and it is difficult to enter the spiritual vision state.

In this way, Donnie is actually like an ordinary person with no extraordinary powers, and even has a lot of shortcomings compared to ordinary people.

"If this continues, even if there is not some fierce beast hidden behind the bushes, the cold can kill me." Donnie thought a little depressed, and had the heart to shout, but he was worried that something would go wrong, so he just held his breath and quietly looked at the slightly shaking bushes.

Something behind the bushes was also watching Donnie, but Downey couldn't spot the guy who was hiding.

But the guy who went into hiding soon discovered Donnie's weakness, or rather, Donnie's current weakness.

Anyway, it grew bold, and its body on the ground stood up straight.

The low bushes could no longer stop its body, and what appeared in front of Donnie was a half-giant with a body of more than two meters.

The half-giant is not a real giant, it is much shorter than a real giant, and it is not even as weird as a troll, ogre, etc.

The half-giant's skin was a leaden gray, the same as the clouds in the sky, his face was obscured by a thick beard and hair, he was clothed in a rudimentary garment made of animal fur, and he carried a thick wooden stick in his hand.

Half-giants do not necessarily have human blood on their bodies, although most are descendants of giants and humans, and a small number are descendants of giants and other strange creatures.

This half-giant has a single horn on its head, which looks a bit like a rhinoceros horn, and its bloodline must have something to do with it.

Even though the half-giant had no transcendent inheritance, just the weirdness of the first sequence, Donnie still secretly complained when he saw it. There is a big gap between the transcendent and the ordinary, and Donnie may be able to find a way to deal with some beasts now, but there is really nothing he can do in the face of such a half-giant with bad intentions written all over his face.

“snnvedo！！” The half-giant looked at Donnie, who was half-leaning under a tree, and roared loudly, as if it was not it that had been secretly observing in the bushes before.

Downey couldn't hear what the half-giant was saying, and the latter seemed very annoyed by this, and lowered his head and continued to shout something to Donnie, in an extremely loud voice.

The more the half-giant spoke, the more angry he became, and finally slammed his stick into the ground, smashing a small hole into the ground.

Donnie's spells were supposed to solve the communication problem, but unfortunately they can't be used now, and the airwing backpack can't be opened.

Donnie could only hope that it would come closer, and that the rune pistol with only one bullet left might be able to finish it off.

But it was clear that the half-giant was not going to catch it alive, and directly raised the wooden stick in his hand.

If this stick is smashed down, Donnie feels that he is probably hopeless, so he doesn't care about any hole cards, and he tries his best to raise his hand is a shot.

Donnie's shot was intended to be aimed at the half-giant's eyes, but his body did not obey and only hit the latter's shoulder.