But today, the prisoners in the prison rioted, setting up the Hell Equation outside the Black Prison Castle, draining the underground magma; the wizards also raised countless sky lanterns, spreading light all over the place.
Together, the two sides held up a little dim light under the heavy night.
If you were in the wizarding world or dreamland, this light would not be noticeable at all, and would easily be drowned in the bright starlight above your head.
But in Hell.
This light became the only beacon in the darkness, clearly marking the direction that Zheng Qing and others needed to go.
At this moment, the group of people was standing on a small piece of flat land at the top of the mountain range on one side of the river valley.
Behind them, the effect of the 'bright moonrise' has not disappeared, and the silver-white halo is scattered on the plain at the mouth of the valley. The assistant teachers are confronting the short black goat, and one or two crisp explosions are heard from time to time.
Ming, as well as the whine and roar of the huge mass that is still bound.
In front of them was endless darkness, which was daunting. It was difficult for Zheng Qing to describe his mood when he saw that darkness for the first time. It was pitch black in all directions, and the thin moonlight behind him was both a source of support and a shackle.
, it makes it difficult for people to make up their minds to get rid of this light and walk into the darkness in front of them.
It seems that if you take one step forward, you will fall into the bottom of the bottomless water, or sink into a thick mire that can swallow everything. This feeling of depression is suffocating.
Fortunately, at the end of this darkness, there is still a little bit of light, which is trembling and blooming with a little color, but it seems that it will be suppressed by the heavy night at any time.
This was the direction that Thomas pointed out to Zheng Qing earlier. The paper crane led the young wizards to the top of the mountain. After seeing the light, it instantly turned into a ball of fire and dissipated in the black prison.
For some reason, after seeing the light at the end of the darkness, a word came to Zheng Qing's mind.
hope.
Perhaps people in desperate situations feel the same way they feel when they see a glimmer of hope in the darkness.
"That's right,"
The old lich stood next to the young public-funded student, looking at the light at the end of the darkness. His face was a little ugly, but he still answered honestly: "That is the direction of the Black Prison Castle..."
In its view, since Zheng Qing already knew the direction of the Black Prison Castle, he would not waste another magic potion and hire it to lead the way, so it couldn't help but feel a little frustrated.
But Zheng Qing didn't think so.
It is true that they know the general direction, but in a strange world, especially a world full of dangers and with terrible enemies hidden everywhere, in addition to the generally accurate direction, they need reliable guides and qualified cannon fodder.
"This is the deposit."
The wizard took out the transparent ampoule from the gray cloth bag and stuffed it into the old lich's paw. The translucent potion rippled slightly in the glass bottle, stirring up a charming magical halo and a string of fine bubbles: "
…After you take us outside the Black Prison Castle, we will pay the follow-up fees.”
The follow-up expenses he mentioned were some raw materials for formulating magic potions, which were agreed upon before.
"Oh, may Merlin bless you, kind young master!"
The old lich grabbed the potion and made a grateful expression. His scarlet eyes became a little wet and looked more and more frightening. At the same time, he murmured and repeated: "...May Merlin
Bless you!"
Zheng Qing hurriedly took back his hand, fearing that the old lich would get excited and stab him.
That would be very unlucky.
The old lich did not continue to show his loyalty, but couldn't wait to put the potion and the ampoule containing the potion into his mouth, as if he was afraid that the potion would disappear in the next second.
Creaking.
The crisp shattering sound of glass shards sounded between its teeth, which was heartbreaking to hear.
Zheng Qing smacked his lips, turned around as if to avoid it, and looked back.
In the distance, on the river valley plain, dazzling waves of magic power surged one after another, almost covering up the small magic moon in the sky. The surrounding air was endlessly agitated by magic power, and even hunting winds appeared on the top of the mountain, blowing from all directions, almost making people feel uncomfortable.
Can't open my eyes.
Zheng Qing could vaguely see a flash of blue flickering in and out of the magic tide, flying sand and heavy night. That was the figure of the Kunpeng hunting team.
Unable to take away the hunting team's trophies, Zhang Boren and his team members did not follow the instructions of the teaching assistants and retreated with Zheng Qing and others. Instead, they transformed into a big blue fish again, hovering near the battlefield, ready to respond at any time.
Zhang Yu et al.
The 'crackling' sound in my ears came to an end.
Zheng Qing withdrew his gaze and took a glance. The old lich was standing humbly on the edge of the mountaintop with his body hunched over. Half of his body was submerged in the darkness behind the mountain, and the other half remained in the dim moonlight on the top of the mountain.
The black cat squatted at Zheng Qing's feet, waving its tail in boredom, as if it could squint away at any moment.
Jiang Yuzheng and Zhu Si were gathered together, whispering something. There were more than a dozen bottles and jars floating in front of them. Through the light, Zheng Qing could vaguely see that many of the jars contained different magic materials, such as those soaked in wine.
Eyeballs in bottles, thin rolls of dried skin, neatly cut grass roots, and liquids with obvious traces of divine blessing, etc.
Sensing the wizard's gaze, the two witches raised their heads and glanced at him.
"Ahem, it's getting late, we should set off."
Zheng Qing was afraid of being mistaken for peeping, so he subconsciously touched the tip of his nose, turned his face to look at the endless darkness on the other side, and sighed sincerely: "...it's dark and blind, and I can't see the road. It feels very uncomfortable."
Hard."
"It's easy, follow me!"
The old lich couldn't wait to prove his role: "I have been in the Black Prison for decades, and I am very familiar with the environment here... There is no light in the Black Prison to begin with... As long as you follow closely, follow my instructions
Although there are still bumps and bumps along the way, we will definitely not fall headlong into Jin Lungary."
Jinlunga is the location of a famous abyss in the wizarding world. It is said that it is connected to hell, purgatory and even the Eye of Ruins, and it is unknown how many gods are buried in it.
Given the closed nature of the Hell World, there would naturally be no connection with Jin Lunga.
What the old lich means is that it can lead Zheng Qing and others to avoid similar dangerous terrain, so as not to fall into a desperate situation surrounded by demons or dangers.
As it spoke, its scarlet eyes always turned to where the two witches were.
The bottles floating in the air, as well as the pure magic power vaguely rippling in the bottles, made it salivate. If it hadn't just eaten a whole tiger demon before and drank a magic potion later, it would definitely not be like this now.
Determination.
Zheng Qing coughed heavily.
The old lich withdrew his gaze with difficulty, and put a flattering smile on his face again.