What this group of elite archers didn't know yet was that the wild boar had disappeared from Yueying Lake at this time.
"Piggy! Piggy!"
Sharp shouts rang out from the side, and the immortal parrot, once again abandoned by the wild boar, screamed loudly by the lake with its wings on its back, as if in memory of the wild boar that disappeared into the lake.
With a whoosh, the shadow of an arrow flowed past, and the immortal parrot's ribs were pierced by the arrow. The body flew upside down and was finally nailed to a tree trunk. It suddenly became silent...
In an unknown space - the reason why it is called an unknown space is because it does not exist in any continent or ocean in the God-killing world, but is an auxiliary space created by magic attached to the game space.
As far as Lin Yutian could see, he was on an 'isolated island'. The edge of the island was covered with layers of clouds and mist. There were mountains, trees, and a clear pond on the island, which was several kilometers in diameter. At this time, there was a wooden house on the edge of the pond.
The wild boar is tied in front of the wooden house, looking at this upside-down world.
It was upside down because someone had tied his four hooves and tied him to a crossbar.
There was an old man wearing a black magic robe on the side. He was looking at the wild boar with a frown on his face. He seemed to be thinking about the philosophy of life and the secrets of magic. In fact, Lin Yutian, who heard the old man murmuring to himself, understood deeply.
, this old bastard is thinking about whether to roast himself whole or cut into pieces and braise and steam them.
That's not the most terrifying thing. The old guy even had the idea of keeping him in captivity, cutting a piece of wild boar meat every day, and then using healing magic to heal his wounds.
The road to sustainable development of magical food, no wonder there has never been a resource crisis in the magical world.
Lin Yutian was really on the verge of crying at this time. He had just escaped from the wolf's den, but entered the tiger's mouth. Look at this old man's whole body is full of enigma, why is he not a vegetarian immortal!
If a normal player enters this space, he will probably get careful instruction from this old guy; at worst, he can get a few special skills, a few super-level equipment, and with better luck, he can get some mysterious inheritance, some large-scale
Tasks, even hiding professions and races are not impossible.
But I entered this secret realm by mistake, just to improve the old guy's food...
This is the true injustice of heaven!
"Look, you actually have the emotion of anger. The great magician Saint Plancy said: Anger is the original sin of all living things, and it is also the initial force for the birth of the dead." The old magician in black robe touched his chin and gathered around it.
Lin Yutian walked around and looked at it, "It's so big, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat it in one meal."
If you can't eat it, I'd better starve you to death! Brother, I'll die with you, an old bastard!
Lin Yutian gritted his teeth and groaned, which made the old guy frown. The wild boar's cry was a super loud noise.
"Forget it, I haven't talked to anyone for a long time," the old magician sighed, stretched out his fingers, and the rope that trapped Lin Yutian's hooves disappeared leisurely, and the wild boar also fell onto its back.
The old magician's long white hair was fluttering in the wind, a blue light shot into Lin Yutian's throat, and a feeling of vomiting came into his mind. Lin Yutian lay there and vomited a few mouthfuls of the lake water he drank before.
"Cough!" The wild boar was coughing violently...wait? Cough?
Lin Yutian was stunned for a moment, and struggled to stand up on the ground. After being tied up for a long time, he looked up at the old magician in front of him, and uttered a hoarse, obscure word from his long nose: "What did you do?"
Human voice! The wild boar was completely stunned, and mist spread in his eyes.
"The art of transforming words should have been lost by now. In the most distant era, magicians had their own fighting partners. At that time, we always needed to communicate with these partners." The old man sighed with emotion, but said with great interest.
Looking at the mist filling the eyes of the wild boar. "Huh? The wild boar can actually cry?"
"I'm not a wild boar."
The hoarse voice was still a bit obscure, but after Lin Yutian finished speaking, he added, "It's not just wild boars."
"Not just? That's right, you actually mastered the language without my teaching. It seems that you are really no ordinary beast! Haha!" The old man threw his head back and laughed, which frightened Lin Yutian, who was suddenly overwhelmed by joy, to wake up. "Don't you think so?
Someone else sealed it into the wild boar’s body? Interesting!”
The old magician seemed to understand something, and he summoned a bench and sat in front of the wild boar. He also had a quill pen and a piece of parchment in his hand. "Tell me your story quickly. You should be from
It comes from the Age of Mythology, because soul magic has long been lost after the Age of Mythology. Yes, that’s definitely the case!”
Lin Yutian raised his head and glanced at the old man, and continued in a hoarse voice: "I don't have a story."
"No story?" The excitement in the old man's eyes turned into confusion, but he soon continued to use his imagination, "Has your memory been sealed? Or are you afraid of being punished by the person who sealed you? Don't worry, except for the self-righteous god
, I’m not afraid of anyone!”
"I'm just a lonely soul who suddenly awakened." Lin Yutian was a little sentimental because he was suddenly able to speak. A wild boar that can speak human language? Isn't it still a wild boar? But when he looked at the old man in front of him, he suddenly said incoherently:
"Is there any magic that can transform me into an adult? Is there any magic that can transform me into an adult? Make me return to normal?"
"Return to human form? From a monster to a human form?" The old man blinked, lowered his head and thought for a while, but the last shake of his head made Lin Yutian's mood sink to the bottom. "I haven't heard of it, at least I can't do it. But..."
But what? The wild boar suddenly became filled with hope.
"In myths and legends, it is recorded that the God of War once turned a wild boar that was causing trouble on the mainland into a loyal and brave general beside him. God should be able to do this."
Lin Yutian immediately wanted to kill this old guy directly. What is a god, a system that exists in the illusory game world? Yes, the system has the final say here, and turning himself into a human form is just a matter of modifying some data.
"Oh, I remembered!" The old man suddenly slapped his forehead, "Dragons are called the most powerful monsters, but they can transform into human form and dragon form at will. As long as you can get a drop of the dragon's blood,
If you get the Yuanling Spring Water from the Wishing Fountain of the Elf Tribe, I can help you transform into a human form!"
The blood of a giant dragon, the vitality spring water of the Wishing Fountain.
Lin Yutian had these two names engraved in his heart. He was about to open his mouth to say something, but he could only let out a groan. Looking at the old man nervously, the old man smiled and explained: "The art of transforming speech can only last for one minute at a time. I can't do it every day."
It can only be used this time."
The wild boar nodded sadly, but he didn't mind it much. After all, being able to speak again was already a great gift to him.
There was some indescribable gratitude to the old man in his heart, but the old man sighed and continued to add: "It is not difficult to get the dragon's hard work, just find a giant dragon and kill it. But the real Yuanling Spring Water
I don’t know if it still exists in the world, because in the age of mythology, the wishing fountain was destroyed by that bastard Mad Demon.”
Lin Yutian suddenly caught a word, and for some reason there was a strange impulse in his heart. It seemed to be a desire hidden in his body, about to break through his own blockade... But when he felt it carefully, he could not find that impulse.
the source of.
Crazy demon? The wild boar's hooves drew a question mark on the ground. This kind of simple communication can still be done.
"You want to ask where the wishing spring is?"
The wild boar shook his head.
"How to hunt the dragon? Believe me, you can't do it yet. And I can't get out of this space, otherwise I will be completely ruined."
The boar continued to shake his head.
"You want to ask," the old magician in black robe suddenly glared, "Crazy devil?"
The head of the wild boar is dotted into the shape of a chicken eating rice.
The old man immediately stood up and chopped off his feet fiercely, as if stepping on the body of the madman. "Asshole! Don't mention that bastard to me! He was the one who made me look like this! In a few thousand years,
For thousands of years, I wish I could crush him to pieces, eat his blood, and drink his flesh!"
The wild boar blinked, wondering why the old man was so angry.
The old magician jumped up and cursed for a while, then sighed sadly, sighing with emotion: "He is actually a real hero, the first one who dares to resist the gods. Alas, it's a pity, old man, I was born at the wrong time.
