"You really listened carefully to qingchu me? A disciple of a great arcane master, don't you know how to cherish such a good opportunity in front of you?"
Incredibly, the teenager-like 'arcanist' shook his head and sneered: "But if you don't want it, it doesn't seem that the process of finding your companions is not very smooth, I'll send you back
How about helping them?”
"Sorry, I don't want to change the house. As for what you want to do, feel free to do."
"Hmm? Are you feeling refreshed?" This obviously unexpected answer made the young arcane who called himself Laird stunned for a moment. He blinked his amber eyes and looked up and down Edward.
The shuttle bus, fǎngfo wants to see through his thoughts.
But in the end, he was destined to be disappointed that the slightly pursed pale lips were like an eternal stone carving: and the heart of the soul warlock was absolutely untouchable.
"Yes, your luck and brain are pretty good. If you get along with them, those things seem to reduce the chances of trapping them, which would be a bit boring."
The boy who claimed to be an arcane clapped his hands, so a door opened in the void, and the maids wearing gorgeous black skirts and white hair crowns emerged from the door. The black robes on their bodies were soft and close to their bodies.
, outlined the perfect body curve, the long neckline on the chest, allowing the deep ravines to be seen at a glance, the white barefoot stepped on the long street stall, silently, but the gentle and graceful body was enough
Build a dazzling landscape.
"Okay, or aren't you afraid of death? Interesting thoughts, then what about them, do you think, will I kill them one by one in front of you?"
Enjoying a piece of fruit put in the maids, the great arcane's childlike face showed a smile on his face, with a bit of naive expression. But even Claudia, when her eyes were facing her,
My face changed...
And the innocence on this face, or the only ones that children have, is a smile. The innocence of dismembering insects and pouring water into the ant cave.
"That's up to you. Anyway, their relationship with me is just the same teacher, without them..." The psychic sage raised his face and looked like a smile: "You have the power to do anything
Things. Killing. or something."
"Do you think I'm just scaring you and won't really kill you?"
The young-looking arcane magician suddenly stood up! He spoke word by word.
As he moved, his broad and soft robe fell down, but he hangs in the air, with his blond hair combed backwards neatly. The gentle fluttering also makes his face look whiter, but he is not like a mage, and he has not seen him for a long time.
The sunlight lacks bloody pale, but is more lustrous and delicate. In fact, among the people Edward has seen, or only half-elf Miss Lisa, it can be compared with it.
Oh, or, too, Elf Druidlia?
But this fairness made his lips redder, and when he lowered his gaze and stared coldly at the half-face under the black hood of the soul sage, the depths of the amber pupils
It seems that there are flames flashing, quite strange.
The clear sound also brought a bit gloomy.
As his words fell, the light around him seemed to suddenly dim, like an invisible layer of mist that was spreading around him. The temperature around him suddenly dropped by several degrees! That was not an illusion,
It was a real change, and even a layer of white mist on Edward's lips condensed, and the frost spread out from the corner of the hood in front of him in the blink of an eye!
It is not cold, but the power of negative energy. The characterization of death in contrast to life will offset any energy of existence, and living things are the most important target among them!
With a slight sound, Claudia raised the giant sword in her hand and protected Edward! However, the young man floating in the air just turned his gaze and the female knight's body suddenly shook!
Her face was stiff on a look of force, as if she was about to charge, but her body was motionless, as if she had no power to open her mouth!
Laws and orders are shocking? Or paralysis?
Edward's brow raised slightly.
In the silver pupils, the layers of magic defense on the guy's body in front of him were vaguely visible. If the flashing light of inspiration was in the eyes of a skilled mage, it could be analyzed layer by layer and come up with targeted solutions, but Edward's half
The mage of tone does not have that ability, not to mention that the terrible flash is not just flashing on the other party's body.
The tables, chairs, ground, walls, and even the team of maids standing quietly with their heads down, were also colorful, countless strange lights gathered and dispersed, just like neon lights!
Fighting with it here is too unfavorable.
"Of course, if you could kill me, I would have died long ago."
Looking at him without a moment, the psychic warlock responded easily, fǎngfo the other party's cold breath, but a cool breeze: "Anyway, I said, whatever you want to do is your freedom and your strength."
, It's enough for you to make such a choice. So, does a great arcane need to fight for his consent if he wants to kill a mage apprentice?"
"Hahaha... What a cute little thing, okay, quiet, little girl, I have no malice towards your little lover, you don't have to worry about it. Of course, the result depends on his own choice."
The boy withdrew his hand and squinted his eyes to look at the standing female knight:
"Well, I didn't expect that there are such people around you, a small apprentice. They are actually half-dragon-blooded descendants. Although there are still many lizards in the Central Mountains, these humans are indeed now
It's getting less and less. However, it's really a bit of a waste. You know, the half-dragon blood descendants have a considerable affinity for magic, but relying on the little bit of brute force to play with guns, it's a waste, how about it?
Do you want to try learning from me? If you didn’t choose these savage methods because you were too stupid. I guess you can achieve a considerable achievement in less than fifty or sixty years, at least you can be a demon that touches the six or seven rings
A high-level wizard from the Internet, right?"
"If you wish, give her some advice, it's okay." Edward said.
"It's a pity that I'm not interested in wasting time with such people. Ah, by the way, where is this girl? Do you care about her death?" The young arcane raised his hand gently. So, a colorful light was shining.
, and twisted in front of him, forming a wonderful pattern: "If possible, I don't mind. Cut off her fingers bit by bit, and then remove the flesh on her body bit by bit.
Come and feed the pets under my hands? Although it’s a pity that this is quite strong. However, I heard that the dragon descendants’ bodies are pretty good. Maybe I can test where the limit of vitality is."
The gloss was in front of him, twisted into a heart-wrenching picture A long-haired man leaned against the already red wall, his twisted arms were firmly nailed to the wall by a thick silver nail.
The arms were almost covered with white bones from below the elbow, and only a few blurry muscles were left hanging on the bones.
"Oh, of course, I can also use healing spells to delay her death, letting the pain torture her without limit, every day, let you live by listening to her screams until you
When you get old, what do you think?"
Speaking of this, the face of the arcane who called himself Laird was full of excitement. He stuck out his small tongue like a prank and licked his bright red lips, "Oh, by the way, although I
I don’t mind doing it myself, but I decided to hand over this task to you. I will control you and complete the production of this kind of thing bit by bit. It would be an extremely exciting and exciting job."
"You can do whatever you want? Anyway, she is just a person responsible for protecting me. She was recruited by those mages. I have only met her for three days. Although it would be a pity to kill her, she is still alive and dead.
I have nothing to do with it.”
Edward suddenly shook his head and sighed:
"But Your Excellency Arcane, in fact, your techniques seem to be a bit... Please forgive me for not finding a more euphemistic statement. How to say it, your techniques are too old-fashioned."
"What did you say?"
"If you want to destroy a person's will, you don't need any cruel means. Just let him face his own awake all the time in the darkness where he can't see anything. In the end, sound, light,
The object of communication, anything that can prove his existence, will become an extremely desire. In less than a month, it will be enough to make an ordinary person crazy, and even a mage will not last long. In fact, I want to
If you want a person to suffer, you don’t have to be bleeding, because you know that as humans, their perception system that transmits pain has a limit. Once you exceed it, you won’t feel anything. No matter what method you use, in fact,
The results are the same, people will get used to it.”
The psychic warlock spoke, with a relaxed tone and even a smile, then stretched out a finger and tapped his own hood:
"Also, the easiest way to make people suffer is to stimulate the human nervous system... Oh, don't you know this? It is a physical structure that feels various feelings. For people, the most painful place is in the internal organs.
The liver, in the right abdominal cavity, this place. Use a hollow needle to insert some acid liquid. It does not require too much action to make people live worse than death. As for some illusions to stimulate people... In fact,
If you want a painful memory, it is best to give him a process of experiencing ups and downs, putting countless efforts, and getting results, or completely destroying it, or letting him experience happiness and then taking it away.
"Wēixié is also a very troublesome thing for a person. It is best to be able to calmly find the other person's weaknesses at once, otherwise the problem will not be easily solved. Especially one thing, people who are wēixié cannot be discarded
Take the initiative, and your own emotions are also a very important thing. Sneering is a good expression, but if you sneer loudly, then things will be boring. You know, sometimes, loudly sneer
, it will only make people misunderstand, thinking that you have nothing to say, and will make the scene very boring."
"Enough. Stop your mouth!" The boy suddenly raised his voice!
"Okay, very good, little thing, you're so nice!"
After a pause, the 'arcanist Laird' sneered: "It's so sensible, huh? But no matter what. Yes, no matter what! You, and your companions, can't escape!"
He raised his eyebrows and hummed fiercely:
"You can choose only two endings now. Die here or become my apprentice. Of course, for your smart mind, if you choose the first path, I can also use one.
A gentler method. Ensure that you can retain all your wisdom and character during your lifetime and turn you into a top zombie... that puppet. If you are lucky, you can continue to learn spells. There is no difference between you and when you are alive, but it is
You can't resist any of my orders, but actually, I still prefer an independent soul, so I personally recommend that you better choose the second path."
Edward smiled slightly. No comment.
"Okay, since your companions are not all dead yet, then I can give you some time to think slowly." He let out a long sigh, 'Laird' suddenly laughed again:
"Or, you'll want to qingchu."
He patted his hands gently, and then a maid came out and bowed to Edward.
"Follow her, I will give you enough time to think."
Edward stopped speaking and left straight.
Passing through the two doors with demons again, but what appeared in front of you was no longer the ruins of the iron golem, but a bright and luxurious guest room, wide as the room in the hall, with antique fragrance
Furniture, everything is available.
"Master. How do we go out?" Watching Edward lying down on the bed and stretching his hands and feet easily, Claudia suddenly asked a question in the words of her heart.
"Don't worry for the time being." Edward smiled and said, "It's useless to worry. That little bastard seems to have mastered most of the space in this floating city. If it weren't for his permission, it would be quite difficult for us to leave.
The walls around this will interfere with the teleportation, otherwise he would not have thrown us here with confidence.”
Claudia frowned slightly, but then fell silent.
"Don't worry, if I'm not wrong, he's not a Laird, nor a great arcane. He's just a guy who's lucky enough to enter this ancient tomb before we." Edward smiled.
Although this is just an inference, it is almost certain.
Edward did not know much about the ancient magic kingdom, but as a mage, he learned a lot of information from the academy and knew a little. The so-called great arcane masters of the ancient magic kingdom were all powerful people, at least
There is also a power that is more than the current great wizard. If the person in front of him is really a genuine great arcane, he really doesn't know how long he has lived. The energy will naturally be higher and more unfathomable. He may be able to use a semi-god.
Come and call it.
However, if this name alone can scare Edward to the point of worship...
Obviously, that's a bit short of time.
The incarnation of the goddess, or the red-robed lich Yingkebuquros who had once lived in the royal power, was much stronger than the guy in front of him.
And the guy in front of him looked just a magician level.
What's more, a real arcane would never be able to be so accommodating to Edward's blunt contradictory. Even if he is so-called obsessed with his talents... a real arcane would not be able to have no choice for an apprentice, even if it is
It was he who has been staying in this city for thousands of years and has never been out of the world, and his original knowledge cannot be degenerated. And the childish wēixié, his tender reaction afterwards
, it is definitely not like a great arcane can do it.
What's more, this so-called "Great Arcane" uses common terms from beginning to end of the conversation.
Although common words are the most commonly used languages on the mainland, they do not mean that they will not change. In fact, even common words hundreds of years ago have many different words in terms of word use and pronunciation.
The similarity is not to mention that it was thousands of years ago. If the other party learned this language, there is no reason to not understand the external situation.
That's why Edward deliberately mocked him and stimulated him with a gun and a stick.
If he left those hidden powers or used spells, then the psychic warlock would have some chance of winning, but this guy was cunning and cautious. There were at least ten invisible monsters around him, maybe they were demons.
Like, or a creature from another world, protecting his safety, even if I take action, I will never be able to kill myself with one blow.
For a great arcane, if you cannot kill one blow, the result will be unpredictable.
"It may take a little bit of brains, or you can win, but it doesn't make any sense. I want to get more from him, for example, the manipulation rights here." Edward smiled and said to himself.
However, let him play with those mages for the time being. Anyway, those guys had already reported to the academy before entering the tomb, so it may not take long before Albert would ask them again.
Asked, Amberina would be anxious to take action as soon as possible. In other words, even if this person is lost here, the old guy will send someone in at most two days later. If it is more optimistic, it may be
It won't take twelve hours.
"So, our biggest task at the moment is to have a good rest and accumulate energy. I see, there will be a good show soon."
Said this in the words of the soul, but the next moment, Edward suddenly raised his eyebrows.
Because of the eyes, Claudia stood quietly, but frowned... (To be continued...)