Old Moore had no time to think about what the colorful body of the Forbidden Demon Giant represented. At this moment, he suddenly felt the magic flowing.

Like a trickle, the magic slowly spread around, making Old Moore's body unable to help but want to greedily absorb it.

"No, why is there magic power..."

The flow of magic power gradually became faster, and suddenly, like a gurgling stream, the magic power suddenly spewed out in all directions.

As a magician, Old Moore was the first to feel this terrifying power.

He was like a small insect on the path of a roaring flood, looking at the huge water opening its bloody mouth and about to swallow him, but he couldn't even think of escaping.

Old Moore's field of vision was completely occupied by the gorgeous light, and all the scenes around him were decomposed by this light that crazily squeezed into his field of vision. Even the radiant body of the Forbidden Demon Giant fell apart under the wash of light.

After seeing the strange appearance, Lu Yu and others avoided the frightened monsters and quickly rushed in the direction of the purple light, looking for monsters that could be used as mounts along the way.

It was also at this time that the fog demon, Lulutis, and Lu Yu stood on the spot, looking in the direction where the purple light flashed just now.

Possessing magic power, they felt an extremely obvious magic aura at that moment.

"Where does the magic come from?"

If Lu Yu had been at the scene, he would have discovered that what happened to Old Moore was basically the same as the situation when Huogu helped Lulutis violently crack down in the Dragon Valley.

A steady stream of magic power gushes out from the body of the Forbidden Demon Giant, like a dam releasing water.

"I get it...this is what they see."

The last survivor in the first team, the brilliant stream of light he saw turned out to be the magic power released from the body of the Forbidden Demon Giant.

These magic powers were too strong and had reached the level of viscosity, making Old Moore unable to move.

He tried not to absorb the magic power, but the majestic magic power washed over Old Moore's body continuously. Under the strong pressure, Old Moore became dizzy, and the vomiting feeling he had suppressed came back again.

The burning sensation on his skin was extremely strong. Old Moore had never experienced the unheard-of situation of oversaturation of magic power. He didn't know whether this burning sensation was a normal phenomenon or an attack from the Forbidden Demon Giant.

Old Moore did not dare to use magic. Any magic might cause a magic explosion. Even though this was an open area and the magic power would be diluted quickly, the energy that burst out in an instant was enough to wipe out the person who used magic.

Old Moore's chaotic thoughts briefly became clear for a moment, but it was this brief clarity that made him tremble all over.

"This doll has the power to suppress demons and store demons at the same time."

Old Moore struggled desperately. After realizing that he was trapped in the quagmire of hallucinations created by a high concentration of magic power, he picked up the knife and stabbed himself in the thigh.

Under the severe pain, the flow of light in Old Moore's vision dimmed a bit, and his body's senses gradually returned to normal.

With no time to pay attention to his bleeding thigh, Old Moore looked at a warrior not far away holding up a magic scroll and shouted eagerly.

However, the warrior seemed not to have heard his warning and triggered the attack in the magic scroll.

A dazzling light rose at the edge of the camp, and the ultra-high concentration of magic seemed to have found a suitable carrier and rushed away excitedly.

The warrior was horrified to find that the energy in the scroll continued to expand. He wanted to discard the scroll, but it seemed to be stuck to his hand and could not be shaken off.

Knowing that he was in danger, the warrior desperately issued a warning to his companions around him.

Old Moore, who was already putting magic shields on the people around him, was stunned when he heard the warrior's shouts.

Confused language, broken words, incomprehensible words.

Could it be that…

Disciple Ya Lian grabbed the dazed old Moore and threw him to the ground, shouting something anxiously.

Old Moore could understand every word, but he couldn't piece together the actual meaning.

They were all invaded by the cursed power.

when?

Could it be that this is the magic power that seems to be able to burn people's skin?

The body of the warrior who used the magic scroll quickly swelled up after being penetrated by magic power.

Old Moore wanted to save him, but there was nothing he could do. He could only watch helplessly as he was being held to death by the magic power.

The deafening explosion resounded through the Silent Mountains, and the air waves picked up a large number of warriors who were unaware of the abnormality and threw them into the air.

Experienced warriors release their martial arts skills on the ground before landing, which relieves most of the force.

The less powerful ones lost their breath the moment they landed.

The rain of gravel and soil caused pain to Old Moore's back. Before they could catch their breath, the demon-forbidden giant who had been standing there started to take action.

After tearing through the thick smoke of the explosion, the Forbidden Demon Giant once again switched to the mode of flashing purple light.

The language was sealed, and everyone present was shouting at the top of their lungs.

Old Moore could tell that several of the team leaders were trying to reorganize their formation and gather the surviving members, but they were completely unaware that their words had been distorted.

The warriors who had just recovered from the explosion heard those broken words and shouted one after another, as if they wanted to know what happened.

Seeing this scene, Old Moore felt cold all over, and a sense of fear filled his heart.

After losing the most common and convenient way of communication, everyone has been divided into independent individuals.

Under the chaotic words, the team's relationship gradually fell apart.

This is no longer an exploration team, but a group of headless flies. As time goes by, panic will spread quickly, and everyone will feel anxious because of the accuracy of the information conveyed.

With anxiety, we can no longer trust each other.

In the Silent Mountains, if there is a lack of basic trust between teams, then they will face more than just enemies.

Old Moore held down the panicked disciple Ya Lian, pointed him in a direction, and pulled him to run away quickly.

Not an opponent, the creator of this doll is powerful beyond their understanding.

Along the way, Old Moore used gestures to signal the warriors who were still awake, asking them to follow him.

The redundant old Moore can no longer make it. This doll is simply not something he can deal with.

While escaping, Old Moore thought of a question that made his heart beat wildly.

Where did this forbidden demon giant absorb the magic power from?

Because the incomplete magic aura was too obvious, Lu Yu easily found the place where the incident occurred. However, because the distance was too far, it was already dark when he arrived.

With the rising sun, Lu Yu could clearly see the tragic scene.

Based on the equipment left behind, we can tell that this is Old Moore's team.

The center of the explosion was sunken and scorched black, and the various armors and armors scattered around had varying degrees of burn marks.

The few bodies that could be found were either burnt or mutilated.

The mist demon greedily sucked the remaining magic power here, and rarely regained some vitality.

Sigrid picked up a short sword on the ground. Under the morning light, the sword was flowing with colorful colors.

Out of curiosity, Sigrid picked up another knife and found that the same thing happened on the knife.

"Master, the colors on these weapons are so strange."

Before Lu Yu could answer, Lulutis used her tentacles to throw a shield at Sigrid's feet and explained.

"It's similar to how I was bombed next to you."

Lu Yu thought he heard wrongly and asked again.

Lulutis said patiently: "My wrong operation caused the resonance of a large number of magic items, and a big explosion occurred under the disturbance. And the situation here is that extremely strong magic suddenly covered this area, causing the magic here to overflow.

saturation."

"I felt a strong residual magic power in the center of the explosion. It must be that some unlucky person thought of using magic in that situation, which caused the explosion."

"But the colorful patterns on these weapons are..."

"Have you ever heard of enchantment?" Lulutis said, "Sealing special magic in something. The magic here is not pure magic, but a 'water flow' that can contain some kind of magical power.

.”

While Lu Yu was playing with those strange swords, he said troubledly: "Just think that I can't keep up with the rhythm of a genius like you. Can you explain it more clearly?"

Lulutis sighed and lit a flame on the tentacle.

Lu Yu looked around nervously.

"Don't worry about it exploding. The magic power here is basically gone." Lulutis said, "Under normal circumstances, the magic we release will consume magic power. How strong the magic is, how much magic power will be consumed. If there is no magic power,

If it is available, it will be obtained from the outside world.”

"Such a release is an exchange."

"However, the creature that releases excessive magic power here... of course, I think it is most likely not a living thing. The way he releases magic is to release saturated magic power in one breath, turning the surrounding area into a field where 'magic' is effective."

"In the area covered by the magic field, the carrier suitable for the attachment of magic power will be contaminated with the magic breath in the magic field. In other words, the weapons you see now are all products of enchantment."

Lu Yu was shocked. The fancy "weapon skin" on the ground that seemed to only appear in games was actually a product of enchantment?

Then what effect will it have if you pick it up and kill the monster with a knife now?

"It's hard to say. This kind of enchantment based on the magic field is the product of chance. Whether it has an effect or not is a matter of debate. Even if it does have an effect, it may not be the effect you want."

Lu Yu and Sigrid immediately threw away their weapons with disdain on their faces and never looked at the pile of skinned weapons again.
To be continued...