"May God save us." In such a desperate situation, Eric prayed subconsciously, although he knew that prayer was of no use.
However, there is no God in this world, there is only ------
"Stand where you are, don't move!" A voice suddenly came into Bediwell's mind.
Brush la la la la la la!
Bediwell didn't even know what happened. In an instant, rain of fire fell from the sky, and thousands of fire pillars emerged from the ground. The crimson light illuminated the sky and the earth at the same time.
Swallow all the black surging things.
The smell of sulfur, the smell of gunpowder smoke, the smell of calamity fire, the smell of burnt creatures, the smell of proteins decomposing under high heat. When the whole world was completely covered by crimson fire, the only thing Bediwell could feel was that
The smell filled the air.
Is that a spell? No. A spell.
And it should be a very powerful spell. The flames in the sky ignited everything in the swamp, but Bediwell and others who stood still were not affected. In this situation, there is only an extremely powerful spell.
Only a master can do it. And this extremely powerful conjurer, needless to say, is exactly ------
Great Teacher Clara.
After devouring everything, the flames gradually weakened. After being scorched by the fire, only a few extremely large giant swamp worms in this demonic swamp still had the strength to struggle once or twice. But they could do it.
It was just a struggle. When Bediwell was able to see clearly through the fading firelight, all he could see was a few giant worms twisting in the distance that had not been completely burned to ashes. They had become
The charred body gradually disintegrated with this meaningless twisting, fell to pieces on the ground, and turned into complete ashes, mixed into the black mud of the Demon Swamp.
There is a layer of glazed, translucent substance floating on the surface of the entire demon marsh, as if the clay turned into ceramics in the kiln fire. There is a layer of such a thin substance on the surface of the entire demon marsh.
, adding a layer of thin ethereal feeling to the dark scenery of the Demon Marsh itself.
Beautiful?
No. How is it possible? The Demonic Swamp is one of the ugliest demonic realms in the world. How can such a demonic realm have anything to do with beauty? To be honest, it is just the spell released by the great teacher Clara that temporarily removes the ugliness of the demonic realm.
It's just covered up.
"It's a pity. I also plan to let these worms continue to serve as the guardians of the magic swamp, and let them slow down the pace of the incoming enemies." The voice that just told Bediwell and the others to stay put continued.
: "But they threaten your life, so I have to destroy them."
"Uh... Teacher Clara?" Bedivere asked tentatively: "Where are you? I'm here to find you, can you show up?"
"Ah, let's go this way." Clara's voice came from the void where the direction could not be identified. Then a string of fire suddenly appeared in the swamp in front of Bediwell and others. The road paved with flames continued towards
Stretching in the distance, the beacon composed of fire is inexplicably similar to the light used for navigation in Bedivere's Dawn.
"I, let's go." Bedivere and Eric looked at each other and began to control the body of the swamp crocodile to move forward. The corpse of the swamp crocodile that had just ignored the limits of its body's mobility and jumped with all its strength,
Now his body functions have begun to deteriorate. He walks with a slight limp and his pace is much slower. But since there are no enemies chasing Bediwell and the others, the werewolf youth does not care about the low mobility of the swamp giant crocodile.
Question. As long as he controls the giant crocodile to reach the location of Master Clara, the corpse of the swamp giant crocodile will have completed its mission.
"Such a barren land can actually be inhabited." Strategist Eric must have heard Clara's voice just now, and couldn't help complaining at this time: "So what kind of person is he, and what are his ulterior motives?"
Why would you choose to live in seclusion in such a ghost place?"
"Hey, you're so rude." Bedivere rolled her eyes at Eric: "You have to know that the great teacher Clara is your brother Lawrence's boss. She has the ability to use her spells to burn the giant worms in the entire swamp.
After all, she has the ability to monitor everything that happens here. Even now, she should still be monitoring the surrounding environment. She may also be able to hear what you said?"
"I know, that's why I said this." Eric didn't modify it at all. He just said whatever came to his mind: "Wouldn't it be better for the great teacher to explain this matter in person? It would also save us the trouble.
Suspicious."
"It's possible to explain, but not now." Clara's voice once again reached the minds of Bedivere and others. It should be a kind of telepathy: "The place where you are may be monitored by outsiders. Wait until you know more about magic."
Or if you have a deeper understanding of spells, you will find that telepathy is not a technology that is absolutely safe from eavesdropping. And our enemies are pervasive."
Bediwell swallowed his saliva. He always felt that this great teacher Clara was nervous and seemed to be guarding against something. No. She was actually guarding against something from the beginning. Before Bediwell came to the Turkic Swamp,
You know this. Otherwise, it would be impossible for Great Teacher Clara to hide in the Demon Swamp, the most hidden barren land in the world, and not live in the outside world. As for why she chose to live in seclusion here
, the specifics can only be explained clearly after meeting her.
Bediwell and the others didn't walk for long, and soon they came to a clearing. They could see that the light guiding the way turned into a ring of fire. The black swamp here only submerged one-third of the swamp giant crocodile.
The calf is a very shallow area in the Demonic Swamp. Under the swamp is a rocky ground composed of very hard igneous rocks, which does not appear to be dangerous.
"Come in." Great Teacher Clara's voice rang in the minds of Bedivere and others. Then the ring of fire suddenly disappeared, and a purple-red crystal pillar suddenly emerged from the swamp, as if it came out of thin air from the ground.
It looks like some kind of plant growing out.
There was actually a hole in the crystal pillar that could accommodate at least five people. After taking a closer look, Bediwell discovered that the so-called crystal pillar should be some kind of elevator. There would be no problem for him and Eric to enter the elevator.
, but the corpse of the giant swamp crocodile he controlled would definitely not be able to squeeze in.
"Are you going to follow me in?" Bediwell then glanced at Eric again: "This matter may take a long time. If you are in a hurry to go back to find the Turkic people to complete your coming-of-age ceremony..."
"Idiot, do you want me to go back across the Demon Swamp alone?" Eric showed a look of reluctance, but he had no intention of leaving, "Let's go quickly."
The werewolf youth then shrugged, manipulated the body of the swamp crocodile, and threw the big piece of bark that he had just used as a surfboard onto the swamp in front of him to use as a stepping stone. On his side, he also picked up the swamp crocodile's body from the shoulders of the swamp crocodile.
He jumped down and landed lightly on the bark of the tree. After stepping up, he jumped into the crystal "elevator". Eric also flew out from the shoulders of the giant swamp crocodile and entered steadily.
Got the elevator.
"Is it okay to leave everything here?" Bedivere asked again. He meant to ask Eric if he wanted to recycle the piece of bark.
"There are plenty of substitutes for that kind of thing, so don't cherish it." Strategist Eric snorted disapprovingly.
At this moment of their conversation, the open part of the crystal has been closed, and it has turned into a container, protecting Bedivere and Eric from the poisonous mire outside, and at the same time, it also moves downwards.
He moved and soon fell into the mire.
Bediwell couldn't understand the working principle of this crystal at all. He suspected that there was a large base under the magic swamp, and that the crystal elevator came out of that base to transport people in and out of the base.
.
But when the crystal moved down to a height deeper into the ground, the outside scene appeared in front of the werewolf youth, and he realized how naive his thoughts were.
There is no underground base at all. This crystal elevator is connected to a crystal world, which spreads everywhere in the surrounding underground. Crystal clusters grow randomly in all directions. It is not so much the layout of some underground base as it is an underground base.
A natural scene.
No, it's not quite right to say it's natural. Naturally produced crystals definitely don't look like this. This underground crystal world probably uses some ancient technology to control this purple-red crystal to a certain extent.
Only through the growth can this kind of semi-natural, semi-artificially controlled, quick-made, habitable crystal structure be formed.
"Fire Dragon Stone? No...it's probably improved...what on earth is this." Strategist Eric was as shocked by this underground crystal world as Bedivere, and he looked carefully at the side
Observe, while muttering in a low voice.
"[Residence Stone]------a highly modified magic prop. Usually only the size of a palm. As long as enough magic power is injected into it, they will continue to grow according to the user's wishes, eventually forming a temporary residence.
Habitat." Great Teacher Clara's voice sounded in the minds of the two, explaining everything: "Although the growth form of the crystal cannot be precisely controlled, it is still very convenient to use. Just take it out when you don't need it.
With the magic power, it will return to a palm-sized crystal."
"Awesome." Bedivere sighed.
"Let's not talk about this." At this time, the crystal elevator had taken Bediwell and Eric into a crystal hall underground. When the protective door of the crystal elevator opened, the door opposite the hall also opened. From that door
A figure slowly stepped out from behind the shadow.
The woman wearing a black robe wrapped with gold is none other than Great Teacher Clara.