Mrs. Plum Blossom said:

"Magic is not a baseless trick, but a symmetrical application of energy called magic. Although in some cases, mortals can also create miracles, but it also requires sacrifice, maybe the blessing of gods, maybe the blessing of life.

Burning, or the sacrifice of souls, can never produce power without evidence."

Mrs. Plum Blossom asked seriously:

"Do you still remember what the spell used in the ritual is?"

Fanny opened her mouth, but nothing came out, only a confused look on her face.

Inge and Antotika also tried to remember when they saw this, but no matter how they thought about it, they could not remember a single word in the spell.

Even the deeper they thought about it, the more blurry their memory of the whole thing became. Fanny could no longer remember what they were playing poker about?

Fanny closed her eyes and said:

"Don't think about it! Otherwise, you will probably forget more and more."

Upon seeing this, Mrs. Plum Blossom also spoke to divert their attention:

"Without our help, you probably won't be able to get back to the ground. So, just follow me back first and we'll figure out a way."

Ha La asked curiously:

"That's how we're going."

Mrs. Plum Blossom said:

"Just stand still and don't move."

Then Ha La's eyesight went dark.

"What happened?" Antotika panicked.

The spade boss comforted:

"We are moving towards the base area now, although I'm sorry."

Fanny's ability to accept unknown things is much stronger:

"Is this some kind of teleportation ability?"

Ha La squatted down and touched the "ground".

Smooth energy wall.

The spade boss chuckled twice:

"Remember the story I told? We are inside Mrs. Plum Blossom."

Hala said:

"Undead Dragon."

Yingge was startled and quickly reached out to touch the ground. Feeling the completely different ground from just now, he asked excitedly:

"Is this a dragon bone?"

The spade boss said:

"What are you thinking about? Mrs. Plum Blossom is not Leviathan. How can she have such big bones? We can't say that she is really in her body, but exists in a small space that belongs to her."

Mrs. Plum Blossom’s voice came from all directions:

"Before I met the Undead Emperor, I was a void dragon, only one step away from the legend. But what he did almost destroyed everything about me. The broken and rotten dragon wings could no longer support me back to the void dimension.

Now, I will never be able to see my old family and friends.

"So I stayed here with the Queen of Hearts who saved my life, but now that despicable guy actually wants to kill the Queen of Hearts..."

Mrs. Plum Blossom's voice became smaller and smaller, and she seemed to realize that she had spoken too much.

Hala said:

"I may be able to recall the spell, but I need a quiet and private room."

Mrs. Plum Blossom’s voice sounded again:

"When it comes, you can wait for a while. If the queen agrees, you can try it again. I suspect there may be something wrong with the spell.

"arrive."

As a strange dull sound was heard one after another, the light returned to their eyes.

Except for Ha La, all the girls in Upper Wharton narrowed their eyes.

There were tents and simple wooden houses that had not been erected for a long time everywhere in front of them. Many men and women with strong expressions were walking around with weapons. Many of them had many scars on their bodies, but no one seemed to care about the wounds on their bodies.

The Spade Boss explained:

"As long as our heads are not separated from our bodies, neither the undead nor the Perka will die. Even if they are connected, the Perka can regain its ability to move."

Antotika said:

"Wait a minute, does this mean that the King of Hearts might also..."

The spade boss closed his eyes and shook his head:

"No, the king is still human."

Ha La quietly observed the surrounding environment. When they arrived, there was no trace of Mrs. Plum Blossom.

As the Spade boss said, the wounds on their bodies did not affect their ability to move. She could even vaguely see some wounded with exposed metal skin, but even metal had a special softness.

After all, if it were metal as hard as iron, they wouldn't be able to move as before, and their fighting and lifestyle would also undergo huge changes.

But there was one thing that made Ha La particularly concerned, and that was that even in their base camp, there were still many people wearing crying face masks.

Hala asked:

"Why are they still wearing masks?"

The spade boss said:

"On the one hand, it is because I want to use this crying face to express my belief that I will never give in to the happy disease."

But Spade Boss didn't say what the other side is.

Mrs. Plum Blossom emerged from a tent and walked towards them.

Mrs. Plum Blossom stopped in front of Ha La:

"The Queen wants to see you."

Fanny asked curiously:

"Isn't the Queen very weak now and can't see people?"

Mrs. Plum Blossom said:

"Just follow me."

Mrs. Plum Blossom swung her skirt and turned around to leave, and they quickly followed her.

She did not walk towards the center of the place, but led Ha La and the others to a large and remote tent.

Mrs. Plum Blossom reached out and lifted up the tents:

"Please come in."

Hala was the first to step into it.

The tent covered an area of ​​about two hundred square meters, and after entering it, they found that every inch of the floor was covered with soft wool blankets, and on the top of the tent, dazzling gems of various colors floated in certain unique patterns.

And a cute boy with a warm smile on his face was sitting barefoot and cross-legged on the wool blanket.

After seeing them appear, the boy with skin as white as snow stood up:

"I am Caesar, here to guide you to meet the Queen."

Fanny looked at the boy who was even shorter than herself and said in surprise:

"so cute."

The boy smiled shyly, a blush covering most of his face.

Hala said:

"Where is the Queen?"

The boy shook his head and smiled gently:

"follow me."

He led Ha La and the others towards the center of the tent, where a two-meter-high mirror was erected.

Caesar tapped the mirror surface.

A blur of ripples streaked across the surface of the mirror, and then a dark human-shaped shadow appeared on it.

A very weak voice came from the mirror:

"Which of you is Hevin's daughter?"

Hala took a step forward.

She didn't expect that the Queen's voice was much weaker than she thought, and she couldn't even cover up her situation.

The Queen wondered:

"No, you're not? Right?"

Hala said:

"Well, I'm not."

The Queen chuckled:

"I'm not surprised at all. If he wasn't this kind of person, he wouldn't have built Wharton with us. If you were his biological daughter, I would be surprised, because I can't think of anyone else Hevin would marry.
Chapter completed!