Chapter 337: Cornered, Strange Castle Models and Stones
Chapter 337: Desperate, Strange Castle Model and Stones (10,000-word chapter)
He Linhua was so embarrassed when he received this conversation from the giant turtle - Come on, little turtle, I know your IQ is very low, but you don't have to be so low, right? When you lie, you should at least keep the words on your lips
The evidence needs to be cleared before we can proceed with the attack?
But look at it now. Whose are those two snake tails and a snake head exposed outside your mouth? Whose is that arm holding the broken sky wheel? Especially the last one, Frans’s head is outside.
It's exposed...
Seeing this behavior of the giant turtle, He Linhua felt that this hateful little turtle had seriously insulted his IQ. So, without saying a word, He Linhua resorted to a trick...
"Crackling..."
Two minutes later, the giant turtle, with its bumpy head in the shape of Gautama Buddha and tears in its eyes, honestly vomited out Napoleon, the three swamp two-headed snakes and Frans.
As for He Linhua, he was rubbing his arms and humming in his heart - this bullshit giant turtle, if you don't give it a taste of violence, it won't know how to be honest and obedient!
He asked Po Lun and the three swamp two-headed snakes to get out of the way quickly, and then He Linhua asked Chun to use wood magic to tie Frans up like a dead pig.
After Frans was captured, he became more and more crazy. He struggled wildly, trying to break away from the vines around him, and shouted: "You trash, let me go quickly! I
He is from Danai Magic Tower! I am a lower god of magic civilization with a divine title! My master is Daneva! He loves me the most! If you kill me, my teacher will kill you all!"
Listening to France's constant chirping, He Linhua found it very noisy. He frowned and said: "Polean! Go over and teach this brat a lesson! Tell him to shut up!"
"Hey! I know! Master! Quack..." Napoleon rubbed his hands, flew in front of Frans, and said with a ferocious smile, "Shut up, right? This kind of thing, this old slave has done the most before! And it's also
What I like to make the most is... quack quack!"
Seeing that Poleon was getting closer and closer, Frans was a little scared. He couldn't help but think of what happened when he was kicked more than a dozen times by Napoleon. If he was kicked like this by Napoleon again, he might as well
Failed! Frans said harshly: "Polean! You old bastard! I tell you! My teacher has known about you for a long time! You'd better let me go, otherwise my teacher will definitely..."
"Crack!"
The most effective way to deal with a person who is already a prisoner and still makes a lot of noise is to give him a big slap on the ear!
For Frans, who had all the magic power trapped in his body, it was no less than being hit by a locomotive. For a moment, Frans's cheeks were bloody and bloody, and he only felt that his brain was numb.
I'm so dizzy that I feel like I didn't pass out right away!
"Polean...you...don't..."
"Crack!"
After another slap, a red blood mark appeared on the other side of France's face. At the same time, France was overwhelmed and finally fainted.
"Master! Report to the master! Old slave Po Lun has completed the task of the master!" Po Lun happily ran to He Linhua's side, nodding and bowing to please him.
He Linhua was speechless. He pointed at France and said: "Well... I just want him to shut up. I don't want him to faint like this. He has fainted now, how can I ask questions later?"
"Question?" There was a question mark on Poleon's mind, and he was a little confused. "Master, what else do you ask about this beast? Just kill him! Others don't know, but the old slave knows this guy.
In the Magic City of Daneva, it can be said that he does all kinds of evil! If he dies, I don’t know how many people will set up longevity cards for you, master!"
Set up a longevity tablet? What kind of longevity tablet? I'm not dead! He Linhua rolled his eyes and cursed.
"Don't worry. You knocked people out, now go and wake them up!" He Linhua ordered.
"Hey! Master! Isn't this simple?" Poleon grinned, flew in front of Frans again, and slapped him with another big ear-scraper.
"Crack!"
With a soft sound, France, who had fainted, was slapped awake by Napoleon...
"Master! Report to the master! The old slave woke me up again!" Napoleon immediately ran to He Linhua's side, nodded and bowed.
He Linhua was sweating profusely. This method of waking people up seemed to be really... well, that... was indeed quite original...
"Okay." He Linhua nodded, flew to stand in front of Frans, and sneered, "Frances, when you framed us in the ocean, you must not have thought that you would be where you are today, right?"
"I...my teacher will not let you go..." Frans opened his eyes dazedly and looked at He Linhua.
As for Napoleon, he followed He Linhua and murmured in a low voice: "Why does the master have to keep this Frans awake and not let him talk too much? It turns out that the master wants to pretend..."
"Huh?" He Linhua turned around and fixed his murderous eyes on Poulun.
Napoleon instinctively shrank his neck, and then under the sympathetic eyes of Chun, Xiaoxia and others, he ran to the side and drew circles - This person knew that He was just pretending to be fake, so why did he say it out loud?
What? Isn’t it obvious that you are making yourself uncomfortable? You don’t deserve mercy!
Speaking of which, what Napoleon said was right. He Linhua captured Frans just to find the winner's sense of superiority from Frans - well, let's put it in layman's terms, it was indeed a pretense.
.If he didn’t have this intention, He Linhua could just kill Frans and settle the matter! There’s no need to go to such trouble!
He Linhua originally wanted to find some sense of superiority from this person who almost put himself to death, but when Poulun said something, he lost all that nonsense. Of course, pretending... ahem,
That... Looking for a sense of superiority is just a casual goal of He Linhua. He Linhua's real purpose is the ruins map that may exist on Frans!
Frans and Garit were able to successfully enter this ruins, which naturally means that Frans and Garit will have a ruins map in their hands! As long as they find the ruins map, they don't have to look like
It's the same now, aimlessly trying your luck in the ruins to find the teleportation array, all you need to do is grab the map from their hands!
After giving Frans a few hasty words, He Linhua immediately turned the topic to his real purpose. He squinted his eyes and said, "Frances, since you can enter the ruins, there must be a ruins in your hand."
Map?"
"Relics map?" Frans heard He Linhua mention this, his eyes that were a little cloudy suddenly lit up, and then laughed loudly, "Relics map? Relics map! It turns out that this is your real purpose... Haha
Haha! You can also enter the ruins, so you should have a map in your hand. Now, where is your map?"
"Stop talking nonsense!" Polean, who was hiding and drawing circles, suddenly appeared next to Frans again, assuming the responsibility of He Linhua's loyal thug. He cursed viciously, "Little bastard! If you know what's going on, you'll do it as soon as possible."
Hand over the map of the ruins! Maybe I’ll give you a treat when I’m happy!”
Frans seemed not to have heard Napoleon's threat. He seemed to be saying to himself: "Haha! When you enter the ruins, you must have a map of the ruins. But now, you want to get it from me.
Ruins map, is that because... did you follow others into the ruins? Or... did you lose the map after entering the ruins? Hahaha! No matter which one of these, to me, it is good news...
…”
"Damn it! You little bastard, are you looking for trouble? Believe it or not, I will kill you right now!" Polon grinned and threatened.
"Believe! I believe! Kill me now! Kill me!" Frans became more stubborn than ever. Now, he has got a bargaining chip in his hand, and there is no need to worry about He Linhua and the others killing him.
…
"Damn it! You don't dare!" Poulon raised his sleeves and was about to take action. Frans raised his head proudly, with a sneer on his lips. He now held a bargaining chip in his hand and was not afraid of Napoleon at all.
Take action. As long as Poleon dares to take action, he can use the map to threaten him, and then everything will be fine!
He Linhua frowned and said: "Polean!" He Linhua didn't stop him just now, but he also wanted to let the evil man like Polean temper Frans's spirit. Unexpectedly, Frans, who just threatened him a little bit, used his teacher Daneva as a life-saving charm.
Si, he has become so stubborn now. The method of obtaining the map through violent means seems to be aborted.
"Frances, tell me! You make a condition, we want the ruins map in your hand." He Linhua said with a smile.
"Let me go!" Frans said without hesitation.
"Impossible!" He Linhua refused coldly. He narrowed his eyes, looked at France with a half-smile, and asked, "Let's change places now, will you agree?"
Letting the tiger return to the mountains and letting the dragon into the sea is definitely a very dangerous thing. He Linhua is not stupid or mentally retarded, how could he do such a thing? If nothing else, after Frans goes out, just follow him
The teacher at the peak of the out-of-body period, Daneva, had a crooked mouth. He Linhua and the others would never have a good life in the future!
France laughed loudly and said: "You are really honest! If I were you, I would definitely agree! After I get the map, I will come back and kill you directly! You idiot!"
"Hmph! Do you think everyone is as shameless as you!" He Linhua had naturally thought of the method that Frans mentioned. However, He Linhua did not think that after letting Frans go, Frans would take it honestly.
Get out of the map and then wait to be killed. Letting go of Frans is just adding some uncertainties in vain. You still have to guard against Frans escaping at all times. How can it be so easy now?
"Little bastard! My master is not like a despicable villain like you, so he likes to use these crooked methods. You know nothing!" As Polon spoke, he raised his arm and was about to slap Frans again.
"If you dare to touch me again, you will never ask me about the whereabouts of the map!" Frans spoke lightly, but successfully stopped Napoleon's movements.
"Polean! Stop! How many times have I told you not to do anything casually, but you just don't listen!" He Linhua looked like he hated iron.
"Hey...hey!" Polon retracted his hand, snorted disdainfully, and said, "You little bastard, you think I don't know! You and Jialit only have a map of the ruins in your hands.
Hold it in Galite’s hand! Isn’t it?”
Napoleon is just talking nonsense——
He and Chun had already obtained the map from Garit's hand before. Unfortunately, Garit had a very tough mouth. After quickly destroying the ruins map in his hand, he committed suicide without saying a word, leaving Napoleon
, Chun and the others were very passive. After they came back and saw He Linhua just now, they originally planned to report to He Linhua. But when they came here, they saw Frans and put the idea of reporting behind them. Just now, they were caught
After France, the two of them rang again...
Frans lowered his head involuntarily after hearing Napoleon's question.
"You kid! What are you doing with your head down?! Lift your head up!" How could Poleon not know that now is a good time to observe Frans, how could he allow Frans to lower his head?
He stretched out his hand forcefully and pulled Frans's head up. Unfortunately, at this time, the expression on Frans's face had become cold as usual. He sneered in a cold voice: "Hahahaha! This is Carrie.
Did that idiot tell you that? What a joke! He is just a dog assigned to me by my teacher. How could something as precious as the ruins map be left in his hands!?"
"Damn!" Polon turned his head and said, "Master! This little bastard is lying! Garit said at that time that there were two ruins maps, and he and Garit each had one!"
When Poleon was talking, he winked at He Linhua. What he meant was of course very clear.
He Linhua's brows moved and he smiled and said: "No matter what, there must be a ruins map in Frans' hand! These lies will be told as soon as they are told."
"Yes! I have a ruins map in my hand. If you have the ability, kill me! Kill me!" Frans raised his head and roared crazily at He Linhua.
Napoleon turned his head, sneered, and slapped Frans regardless of the threat just now.
"You...you actually dare to hit me? I won't give you this map of the ruins!" Frans said angrily.
"Crack!"
Napoleon slapped him again and sneered: "Little bastard, who else are you trying to deceive? If you, little bastard, have this ruins map in your hand, then my name will be written upside down from now on!
I have lived for hundreds of years, who hasn’t seen anyone? You just tried to coax me with those nonsense words you just said! Go ahead and dream!"
Poleon slapped Frans twice, then turned around and said: "Master, look at it, Yi Laonu, this Frans, ninety-nine percent of the time, does not have a map of the ruins in his hand! This man...cannot be kept!"
"Well... then..." He Linhua waved his hand.
Frans panicked and said first: "I don't have a map of the ruins in my hand, but I have the map in my mind..."
"Then let me ask you, how many entrances are there in the ruins and where are they?" He Linhua said coldly.
"There are four entrances in total, each at..." Frans' expression remained unchanged, his heart not beating.
"Needless to say!" He Linhua stretched out his hand to stop, "There are more than four entrances to the ruins!"
"I...I said it wrong! There are six! There are six in total!" France quickly corrected him.
"Needless to say!" He Linhua stopped again, "Actually, I haven't seen the map, so I don't know how many entrances there are."
"..." Frans couldn't say a word.
"You...are like me, have you never seen a map?" He Linhua said with a smile.
"I've seen it! I've seen it! It's just that I can't trust you, not at all!" France changed the subject again, "Let's do this...as long as you can keep me alive for half a month...no, twenty days
!As long as you can let me live for twenty days, I will believe you and tell you the correct map!"
"Twenty days?" He Linhua said with a smile, "Frances, I remember you have a teleportation staff in your hand, right? You suddenly appeared here today, you probably used the teleportation magic on the space staff, right?
?Furthermore, I estimate that the teleportation magic will recover after a while. Maybe... exactly twenty days?"
"Do you think it's possible for me to keep such a dangerous explosive bag around you for twenty days?" He Linhua looked at Frans with a pointed look.
Frans opened his mouth in astonishment - what He Linhua said was absolutely correct. He did have such an idea in his heart! As long as twenty days, as long as he was given twenty days, he could secretly
After replenishing the magic power of the teleportation staff, he started teleporting again. But...how did He Linhua know this?!
Of course, Frans would not have thought that he had been so arrogant that he brazenly leaked all his details on top of the giant turtle's head...
"You...how did you know?" Frans was a little lost.
He Linhua ignored Frans's question and said directly: "Frances, I heard from Napoleon. I heard that you were doing evil in the Magic City of Daneva, killing and plundering, and doing all kinds of evil! People like you
, and no one can tolerate you!" He Linhua criticized Frans, found the commanding heights to kill Frans, waved his hand and said: "Chun, do it, devour him."
"Swallow?" Frans couldn't help but think of Chun's body covered with piranha vines, "No! You can't do this to me! My teacher is Daneva! I have a map of the ruins in my hand!"
Without any support, Frans returned to his old self and dragged his teacher out in fear.
"Polean, don't you think it's very noisy?" He Linhua hinted.
"Ah? Oh! The old slave knows!" Poleon, who advocated violence, slapped him in the most direct way. So... the whole world became pure.
"Master, if this France only uses ordinary piranha vines to devour him, it will be too slow and it will be easy for him to escape. But, that piranha vine in the Nascent Soul stage..." Chun said this and shut up obediently.
.Because if she continued to talk, it would be in vain. The corpse in the mouth of the Nascent Soul stage piranha vine trailing behind her was enough to explain everything...
"Is this? Jialite?" He Linhua looked at the skinny piranha vine that had been sucked, and hesitated.
Chun smiled and said: "Yes, sir, this is Jialit. I was following the master's instructions to find the location of the teleportation array. After seeing Jialit, the slave thought that there should be something about Jialit.
There is a map of the ruins. Moreover, this Garit is Frans’ junior brother, and the servant also wants to find out Frans’s whereabouts from his hands, so as to avenge the young master... As a result..."
Napoleon said: "It turns out that this Galit is really a tough guy. After being caught by the old slave and the Spring Maid, he immediately destroyed the map of the ruins and committed suicide as soon as he asked a question." After Napoleon finished speaking,
Then he lowered his head and said: "The old slave failed to snatch the ruins map from Jialit's hand."
"Forget it, it's not your fault." He Linhua shook his head, feeling uncomfortable in his heart, "Under that situation, it would be too difficult for you to snatch the ruins map from a person who is determined to die.
Already."
"Thank you, Master, for your forgiveness." Poulun and Chun said immediately.
After a while, all the essence and blood in Jialit's body was finally sucked away. Chunxiu shook his hand, and the Nascent Soul stage man-eating flower vine immediately opened its big mouth and sucked the skeleton.
The frame was thrown out. As soon as the skeleton frame appeared, it may have been a little stronger, but before it fell to the ground, it turned into a pile of bone powder. It can be seen that the sucking power of this piranha vine is in the end
How powerful!
However, after the piranha vine spit out the skeleton, it spit out something again. This thing was square and looked quite delicate, but it was actually a miniature castle! However, although this castle
It is very small, but there are a lot of things that should be included in it, and there is no lack of anything. City walls, towers, cannons, etc. are all available and everything is present.
When He Linhua and others saw it, they were all amazed. The sophistication of this castle was a bit unexpected - but what is the use of this castle? It seems that it is just a model.
"Master, this thing is really weird! This is the first time for this slave to see such an exquisite model! Look, the bricks and stones on this model castle are all made of diamond!" Chun pointed to the little one.
Castle, said.
Napoleon curled his lips and said: "What's this? It's just an exquisitely crafted castle! This kind of thing is what adults use to entertain children. This kind of waste is useless anyway, so throw it away.
Got it!"
"You can't throw it away! You absolutely can't throw it away! This should be a treasure!" Kant's red crystal flew to the small castle, flying around in confusion, "But... what on earth is this? Why do I just want to
Can’t get up…”
"No matter, put it here with me first." He Linhua took the castle model and wanted to put it into the concealment ring. However, after he tested it, his expression suddenly changed: "No! This castle cannot be received.
Hidden inside the ring!"
"What?" Boilun, Chun, Xiaoxia and others all exclaimed - this seemingly ordinary castle model can't contain the hidden ring?
He Linhua's hidden ring is a special top-grade magic weapon! According to the storage rules, unless the level of the item being stored exceeds the level of the current storage container by more than five levels, or the current item is refined by others and is higher than the level of the storage container.
This happens only if the items in the container are contained in the container! And now, He Linhua's hidden ring cannot store the castle...
Regardless of the limitations, this looks like a container for children to play with. It is a treasure that makes people extremely envious, or at least a top-quality magic weapon!
"What is this? When you met Jialite, did Jialite say anything about this castle?" He Linhua asked.
"This..." Chun Xiu frowned slightly, "Master, when I saw him, he appeared suddenly. At that time, he seemed to say that this castle was a waste..."
Waste? What waste? How could something like this, which is at least an excellent magic weapon, be waste?
He Linhua and others were all confused and looked at each other.
"Are you sure you heard correctly?" He Linhua asked.
Chun recalled for a moment, and then said with certainty: "Yes, there is absolutely no mistake! He called this thing a waste at that time, and seemed to say that there was no castle or something, and I didn't hear it clearly..."
He Linhua nodded, then waved his hand and said: "Forget it, let's absorb Frans' blood essence and blood quickly."
"Hey!" Poleon was quite excited when he talked about these topics, "Master, do you want to kill him and then absorb him?"
"Whatever. You can do whatever you want." He Linhua said nonchalantly.
"Ah! Then let this little bastard suffer the pain of sucking the essence and blood! Grandma! I saw this little bastard sucking the blood of a child in the street with my own eyes, and I couldn't stand it, so I thought
Get rid of him! Damn it! He can kill people with no more than a nod, this rough voice, and the immoral things he does. Even I, a murderer and a hustler, can't stand it. He's really ruthless!" Polon was full of swear words.
France was reduced to nothing—
However, if it is true that Frans has done such immoral things as Napoleon said, there is really no need for him to live.
Chun controlled the piranha vine in the Nascent Soul stage, swallowed Frans's body in one gulp, and then began to continuously absorb Frans's essence and blood.
Although Frans fainted, it was only a temporary coma. After part of his body's essence and blood was swallowed up, Frans finally woke up. After he woke up, he immediately shouted: "
Oh no! What are you doing? Oh my God! My magic! My body! Oh my God! Why are my blood essence and magic disappearing?! What on earth are you doing to me?"
"What are you doing?" Polon smiled ferociously, "I'm not doing anything, I'm just playing a game with you! Just relax, I'll wait for you to be sucked and fucked, and you won't know anything anymore, and you'll feel better!"
"
"Old bastard! What the hell are you talking about! Let me go quickly, my teacher is Daneva! Daneva!" Frans still shouted, "You stinky ***, let me go now, as long as
Unless I die, I will definitely let a thousand male dogs attack you..."
"Crack!"
Chun slapped him, and Frans fainted again: "Sir, can you give me a spiritual stone? This guy has a bad mouth, I want to suck him dry quickly."
"Yeah." He Linhua nodded and threw a wood spirit stone over.
While Chun was absorbing the wood spirit power, the piranha vine suddenly accelerated its sucking speed. Under the crazy sucking, Frans finally woke up again. However, this time he did not curse like before.
And he begged loudly, begging He Linhua and others to let him go.
However, He Linhua, Napoleon, and Chun don't know that this Frans is a big disaster! If they just let him go, He Linhua and the others will really have a hard time in the future! So, regardless of Frans
No matter how Si begged, He Linhua and the others just pretended not to hear. The most unscrupulous Poleon would occasionally reach out and pat Frans's little face, smiling and threatening.
In the blink of an eye, ten minutes have passed. Under the accelerating effect of the spirit stone, Frans has now been sucked into a human-like shape and is about to die. Now, don't say anything about Frans yelling for mercy.
, even the strength to breathe is gone.
There was a soft "crack" sound, and Chun said: "This Frans's neck bone has been broken, and he is not far from death."
Just as Chun finished speaking, Frans's completely withered body suddenly burst out with a dazzling light. Then, a figure appeared above Frans's body. That person was wearing a set of cyan magic robes.
, short and fat, his beard almost drooped to the ground.
As soon as the man appeared, he cursed angrily: "Who! Who are you?! You actually killed my disciples! You don't want to live, do you?!"
"This...is this man Daneva?" Polean suddenly trembled when he saw the man's appearance.
"Daneva?" He Linhua quickly summoned the Xuanyin Sword in his hand and cursed in his heart, "Why did he suddenly appear?"
"Master! Don't worry! Don't worry!" Seeing He Linhua's anxious look, Poulun quickly comforted him, "This should not be Daneva's entity, it's just a projection!"
"Projection?" He Linhua thought thoughtfully and understood.
Poleon continued: "That's right! It's a projection! To put it bluntly, this kind of projection is just like the image crystals planted in the bodies of some advanced civilization families in our cultivation civilization! This kind of bullshit projection is just a shadow, and it's useless.
! At most, it can only be used to scare people! And, in my opinion, this should still be a low-level projection. We can see him, but he can’t see us! However, Daneva is willing to spend magic power to plant for his disciples
A projection is enough to show how much he values his disciple."
As he spoke, Poulun set an example for He Linhua, and shouted towards Daneva's projection: "Daneva, you son of a bitch! I am the one who killed your apprentice! My name is Napoleon! If you have the ability, come over here
Chase me! If you have the ability, come over!"
"Polean?! Polean, right? I remember you! I remember that a few years ago you were still in the Magic City of Daneva and wanted to kill Frans, right?" Daneva's projection was fierce
He shouted loudly, "Okay! From now on, as long as my Daneva Magic Tower doesn't fall down for one day, I will hunt you down for one day!"
After Daneva said that, with a big move of his hand, he dragged an unknown object out of Frans's body, and then the image completely disappeared.
When Polon saw Daneva disappear, he immediately reported to He Linhua excitedly, without noticing that He Linhua's face turned green: "Master, look! I just said that this stupid old ghost Daneva is just a decoration.
You can’t even see us! If I hadn’t run up to announce my home just now... Huh?”
When Polon said this, his face looked miserable.
... Just now, it seemed that he ran over and introduced himself to his family? God! He himself said just now that Daneva couldn't see them from the other side. As a result, he announced his family name... It seemed... to cause trouble
Trouble?!
"Polean! I really regret that I didn't slap you to death!" He Linhua said through gritted teeth.
Napoleon was very conscious, lowered his head, and ran to the side to draw circles.
At this time, Kant came forward to explain to Napoleon: "Master, in fact, whether Senior Napoleon said it or not, the result has already been determined."
"Oh? How do you say this?" He Linhua asked.
Kant explained: "Master, it is true that Senior Poleon leaked the secret. But just now, before leaving, Daneva's projection took away Frans's divine soul. As long as there is a divine soul, Daneva will
You can find a corpse and resurrect Frans. By then, these things will still be known to Daneva..."
"Yes." He Linhua nodded. So, if he wanted to avoid getting into trouble with Frans just now, he could only kill Frans with one blow and crush Frans's godhead?
However, how is this possible?
He Linhua smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"Forget it, I can't blame you for this matter." He Linhua waved his hand towards Poulun.
Suddenly, Polean, who was squatting next to him and drawing circles, immediately came to life, ran to He Linhua and slapped He Linhua on his ass: "My master is civilized and has martial virtues, and his power is boundless. It would be best not to find that piece of shit Daneva! If he is
If you dare to come here, we will definitely make him look good!"
In response to Napoleon's flattery, He Linhua sent one word very kindly: "Get out!"
Then, Poleon obediently ran to the corner and drew circles.
"Eh? Young Master, this is strange. There is another stone in the piranha vine that has not been absorbed!" Chun, who was arranging the piranha vine on the side, suddenly held a stone in his hand and handed it to He Linhua.
"Stone? Is it a stone?" He Linhua was curious again this time.
He took the stone and tentatively put it into the concealment ring. Then the expression on his face became shocked again: "It's weird! This stone can't be put in either!"
What? Napoleon, Chun and others were all stunned. The castle just now couldn't fit in, so that made sense. After all, the castle had some merits due to its realistic appearance. But, this stone...
By the way, is this stone any different from ordinary stones on the ground?
Moreover, there is a hint of weirdness in this matter - if He Linhua and the others just encountered something that cannot be put into the concealment ring, it would be okay. However, they encountered two in a row.
Moreover, I still learned from two senior brothers...
"No! I must have heard of this thing somewhere, I must have heard of it..." As usual, Kant still looked like a spar, spinning around in the air. If he could have a human form now, he would definitely be able to see it.
, look at the frowning figure eight and the hand holding the chin.
He Linhua frowned, recalled for a while, and said: "I remember that Frans seemed to have said something about a magic castle. He also seemed to have said that without this thing, the things in Galit's hands would be useless..."
"waste?"
After being reminded, Napoleon and Chun also remembered that Jialit seemed to have mentioned waste, and that waste seemed to refer to... that castle?
"Jialit also said the word 'waste', and he used 'waste' to shape the castle model." Chun Haoyan reminded.
He Linhua nodded and continued: "France said that if there is no such thing, then this castle model is useless! This means that if there is this broken stone, then this castle model is not useless? This
What kind of bullshit logic is this! How can this castle model be anything good?"
If it weren't for the fact that the castle model and the stone couldn't fit into the concealment ring, He Linhua would definitely use more despicable words to describe these two things.
"Stone? Castle model? Magic castle?" Kant kept spinning around in the air, constantly thinking about that glimmer of inspiration in his mind. He firmly believed that this thing would definitely be a good thing...
Poland said with a crooked mouth: "Since this thing cannot be put into the hidden ring, it must be some kind of treasure! Hahahaha! If these two broken things have not been refined, they are at least higher than the top-grade magic weapons.
It’s a five-level treasure! It’s five levels higher than a top-grade magical treasure! It’s at least a top-grade spiritual treasure or a special top-grade ancient treasure!”
Treasure, five levels higher, at least, scrap, stone, magic castle...
Magic castle!
Magic Castle?!
Magic castle??!!
Kant thought for a long time, and finally something very possible appeared in his mind.
Magic castle! Magic castle! He didn't seem to know that this kind of thing had been mentioned by the senior before, saying that this magic castle was the residence and weapon of the Lord God. If you can have a magic castle, it is equivalent to possessing it.
A direct ticket to the main god. Moreover, his senior seemed to have mentioned that this magic castle is divided into two parts: the outer castle and the core of the castle. The outer castle is actually a model of a castle that can be large or small.
, and the core of the castle is an ordinary stone that seems to be an ordinary stone!
Kant looked at the castle model in He Linhua's hand and the ordinary stone. It matches! Completely matches! All the conditions are completely consistent! Moreover, this magic castle belongs to the Lord God's residence and weapons. This grade is indeed true.
It’s not something that ordinary storage rings can fit in...
Magic Castle! Could it really be a Magic Castle?
If it really is a magic castle...then...then he will be really developed!
Only magicians can master and use the magic castle! If this thing really belongs to the magic castle, as the only magician among all people, this magic castle basically belongs to him.