In front of a small flower bed, an old man in a white robe had somehow isolated himself from the harsh sun, lying leisurely on his side on a light blue grass and taking a nap.
At this moment, a translucent black figure emerged from the shadows between the grass, wearing a white mask, leaving only two symmetrical holes, revealing a pair of dull green eyes.
"Huh? Really?" The old man in the white robe yawned, sat up still unfinished, stretched out comfortably, rubbed his hazy eyes, and asked curiously: "Are you sure? I don't know anything.
I didn’t feel it.”
"Yes, although it is extremely light, the smell of blood has spread out." The black figure said without emotion, but a vague respect for the person in front of him could be heard.
"Yeah. But seriously, can you sing a song for me? You can sing anything." But the old man in white robes gave a bad smile and said to the shadow in front of him: "It's best if you can sing briskly.
A little bit, I like to hear it."
"If you can, please give a suitable reason." The shadow was silent for half a second, and the luster in his eyes only lasted for the same time, and soon returned to its original state.
"Reason? Well, don't you think your words can make people feel cold?" The old man in white robe stood up, patted the dust on his clothes, and said with a smile: "If you sing a song, I might
You don’t need to use magic to maintain body temperature for a long time, how great is this~"
"...I can't understand it, but if you are just teasing me...I don't like it." After the shadow shook his head and said this, he quickly fell into the shadow again and lost his trace.
"Can't you take more care of me, a middle-aged and elderly person, who always leaves in such a hurry..." The old man in white robe smiled helplessly and shook his head, but he quickly put the matter aside and waved his hand.
A light blue magical light flashed, and a magic wand that was slightly half a meter long and decorated with a large number of strange floating runes appeared out of thin air in his hand.
"Let me see, is it a thief, a lost adventurer, or someone with ulterior motives?" The old man in white robe gently tapped his staff on the ground, and in an instant, an invisible magic shock was centered around it,
Spreading around very quickly.
"The sand people who eat, the sand people who sleep, and... damn, didn't I say it before? You have to go to the place designated by me to go to the toilet!" Just when the old man in white robe was angry, suddenly, a strange voice appeared
The reaction made him alert.
"The smell of white daisies came again..." The old man in white robe subconsciously raised his nose, but this smell was not an entity, but came with the magic power, similar to the smell of white daisies...
"White daisy, white daisy...could it be the witchcraft of the natural faction? Tsk, it's a bit tricky." The old man in white robe pinched his short beard, then gently tapped the ground with his staff, and disappeared immediately.
not see.
When he appeared again, he had reached the highest point of the ruined city - a crumbling tower.
"Sir, I have found no trace of the intruders. They should be very good at hiding themselves." And the shadow is here. She should be thinking the same thing as the old man in white robe. Since she can't find it with magic means, she can use physical means to see it.
look.
"Okay... I can't find it either." The old man in white robe shrugged helplessly, but then turned around and asked: "Do you think we should use magic to bomb the suspicious area directly?"
"I can accept it, but our collaborators probably won't allow it." Shadow shook his head and said, "She has clearly said that we are not allowed to actively destroy the city."
"Okay, that's really troublesome." The old man pursed his lips and said, "Then just stop cooperating. They are of no use anyway."
"Understood."
…
"Was that a magic detection just now..." Ravens swallowed and calmly crouched in a deserted corner.
As he continued to explore, a very wide range of magic vibrations passed directly through his body. He was so frightened that he immediately found this place and crouched down. However, he finally felt relieved when he found that no one had come to him.
Come on. Come on, don’t brag, this half-cannibal troll is really quite capable.
But just when he was about to go out again, another magical impact surpassed his body, but compared to the previous one, this one seemed more powerful and weird...
Ravens still vaguely remembered that he had been fortunate enough to participate in an operation to hunt down a fifth-level magician, and had experienced a similar scene. However, at that time, he blocked such a magic shock instead of passing through it.
Then, a terrifying magic was generated under his feet...
"No! This is attack magic!"
As soon as Ravens finished speaking, the surrounding air heated up at an extremely terrifying speed, and the edges of his hair began to curl!
The frightened Ravens instinctively gave up hiding and applied a shield to himself——
In an instant, the surrounding environment suddenly changed from bright white to the dark red of death, and little sparks seeped out from the broken stone walls and floated into the air!
Immediately afterwards, these sparks all over the sky suddenly concentrated and surrounded each other, forming one after another dazzling and scorching tornadoes of flames that reached straight into the sky!
Looking at the sand people that were instantly burned to charcoal in the flame tornado, Ravens understood now that if he had not avoided the magic shock, he would not be able to escape such a fate!
Although the magician didn't notice him, he had almost noticed it!
It’s definitely all that Xizhi’s fault!
"We must escape from here quickly!" Facing this purgatory-like scene, even after drinking the potion to stabilize the heart rate, Ravens still felt that his heart was beating rapidly, adrenaline was being secreted, and he had an instinctive fear of fire.
Suppressed to the limit!
Ravens quickly drank a bottle of potion that could increase the durability and strength of his muscles, without any concern for concealment. Before the surrounding temperature was heated to the extreme and his shield could no longer isolate him, he tried his best to
Run to the edge desperately!
"Are you a lurker?"
But at this moment, a transparent and pitch-black shadow suddenly emerged from under the dark red shadow in front of him, and blocked Ravens' path with a similarly blurred sword.
This translucent black shadow looks so out of place in such a fiery red world, but it does not seem to be affected by any temperature.
"Shadow... the shadow of Iselan!" Seeing the translucent figure in front of him, a feeling of rejection and hatred from deep inside his heart instantly occupied most of Ravens' thoughts.
"Witcher? That's interesting." There was no emotion in Shadow's tone, but his cold tone made Ravens feel that the surrounding temperature had dropped a lot.