Dolanduo pulsed twice, and the eye-catching green color seemed to dim, feeling overwhelmed by the sudden silence of the new stranger she met.
It didn't realize at all how much shock its simple answer brought to people.
The corner of Morgan's mouth twitched, "You just called my companion's name - before he opened his mouth."
Dolanduo thought deeply for a moment, then was startled, her voice trembling, "The energy is very strong, I thought I had already said it..."
But it didn't struggle for long.
"I'm sorry!" Dorando shrank herself to a small size, and the condensed green ball moved in the direction of Lucifer, "I, I also... I don't want this either."
"It doesn't matter."
Lucifer Lestus was good at forgiving.
But Dolando's unusual way of introspection made Mogan suddenly realize something.
"You don't rely on sound to communicate, but rely on magical energy to perceive appearance?"
Dolando can hear the chirping of birds and feel the light, the fragrance of flowers, and the breath of rain. This is the conclusion reached through her scattered thoughts.
The problem is that it lists all these situations one by one, which is unusual.
Perhaps it is understandable to find something to say when you have nothing to say in order to embolden yourself, but after all, it is not necessary.
From the outside, Dorando does not have any organs - but communication is a long-term matter, and no matter what, it must have a way to accept this feedback.
Starting with energy may be the answer.
From the very beginning, it has confused the origin of darkness and energy in vision, and this has been an inescapable topic.
"There is such a powerful energy field that I can't see anything."
These are Dolando's original words.
After hearing Mogan's speculation, Dolanduo also became a little silent and her tone became lower.
"I was not blessed, so I didn't grow up like everyone else. I could read some thoughts that I shouldn't have read, but it was my fault... Maybe it was because of this that they didn't come to me."
Seeing the pale green light getting weaker and weaker, Mogan also realized that this fact seemed to trigger Dolando's sadness.
This is its natural endowment.
"You can't get out of the constraints of space-time ore now?"
Mogan thoughtfully changed the topic, and Dolanduo once again realized the dilemma he was in.
But it soon became frustrated again, because it was also unable to verify whether it would affect others by reading Lucifer's name again.
"I was born like this, but if I didn't do it deliberately, I would only be able to read some superficial thoughts. In fact, it wouldn't be that extreme, but..."
But it cannot prove this.
But the fact that Lucifer's name was called just now is an ironclad fact. Dorando may have experienced this many times, and it feels that it is not trustworthy enough.
"In this case, maybe we can make a small deal." Lucifer said softly.
Realizing that his words had been snatched away by His Majesty the King again, not to mention that the words were inconsistent with the actual situation, mainly because they were used too frequently, Mogan was speechless for a moment.
But he still cooperated with the king, who had countless magical means, and handed over the illusion crystal again.
Then he turned around and winked at Mo Gan.
Rescue the elf first. Even if the memory will be read during the process, there is still a safety measure.
Not only will the contents that are ignored in the mind be captured by the illusion crystal at the same time, but under the influence of magic, if Dolando's intentions are evil, they will also be revealed under the reflection of magic.
This is a double insurance. His Majesty the King understands spiritual magic and can naturally control the distance between them.
And this is a good thing for Mo Gan, without any risk involved.
First of all, he stayed out of the matter, and secondly, it was much simpler to directly see what was hidden in Dolando's mind than to ask about the situation bit by bit, and now there was a reason for it.
Kill two birds with one stone.
However, he was worried that there were too many shady things in his heart, and was afraid of being seen by this elf with unknown abilities, so Mogan took a few steps back and let the king take full control.
Not long after, Dolanduo also agreed to this almost one-sided negotiation.
"I want to find everyone as soon as possible!"
The elf's determination and determination were so moving that Mo Gan couldn't help but speak.
"Aren't you worried that we are coveting the secrets of the elves and have evil intentions?"
Hearing this, Dolando smiled sheepishly, "Actually, I don't know many secrets of the clan - I'm only sixty-two years old, so I'm not very powerful."
...If he hadn't known that the sixty-year-old of the elves was equivalent to the teenage years of the human race, Mo Gan might have had some opinions.
And he can unconditionally read what others are thinking. With this kind of strength, it is not like the so-called "not very powerful".
After Lucifer came to help, a strange light also appeared on the illusion crystal.
Sure enough, Dorlando is the fifth consciousness displayed in the spiritual magic trap.
Although it knew nothing about its experience at that time, the pictures were as clear as real, enough to show its unique power of consciousness.
Due to various reasons, including watching Everest being beaten, Morgan had already seen the original appearance of the ancient elf tree.
But the ancient elf tree in Dolando's mind, even though it was just a quick glance, was different but the same, and had commonalities but could not be called the same.
The same is true for the surrounding scenery.
It's not a deep forest, but an endless grassland. The only doubt is that the picture shown here is completely still.
It's like a picture imprinted on paper, a completely fixed photo.
Very strange.
Morgan raised his head to observe this scene, and as the scene appeared, Lucifer moved quickly and put his hand near Dolando.
He experienced an extraordinary power, which came from the space-time ore as expected, and seemed to repel the changes of any object.
It is precisely because of this that even though Dorando can control her own pulsations and small-scale struggles without limbs, she cannot escape.
After noticing the problem, His Majesty the King naturally had a solution - he found it immediately.
He lowered his eyes and recited a spell, briefly confronting the power contained in the time and space ore, creating a gap for Dorando to leave.
After all, the two of them didn't specifically want to gain Dolando's memory, nor would they forcefully delay time, and Dolando also felt this.
The light green spherical body seemed to fly away from the constraints of the space-time ore on the side, quickly flew to the side, and then hid behind Mogan.
Lucifer also immediately stopped.
"Thank you very much! So, where is this place?" Dolando was excited and grateful, "I seem to have been here for a while... Have you ever seen the gathering place of the nearby elves?"
In its concept, elves seem to be creatures of numerous races that can be found everywhere.
Without the restraint of external forces, Dolando showed his true size, not that miniscule.
——Actually, it's not that big now, but it's lighter in color than before, and its current appearance is more like a soft leather ball.
Or slime.
At this time, Mogan continued to look at the location of the illusion crystal.
Because there are still images left on it.
Blurred color blocks are looming in the projection. Except for one area filled with light green luster, one area is dark gold and the other area is white.
As we get closer to Morgan, the golden lumps become clearer. As Lucifer approaches, the white light becomes even more dazzling.
It's like a painting randomly sprayed with ink, combined with the scene that flashed before, as fixed as a photo.