Chapter 912 Gretel: Teacher, senior brothers and sisters, please help!
Grete held the cat and went straight to Archmage Edgar.
He remembered that Lin En had mentioned that Mr. Trocca was the cub of some kind of monster. Archmage Edgar and his friends specially captured it and gave it to Brother Lin for self-defense. Now something went wrong, maybe Edgar
Archmage, do you know how to save me?
It's a pity that Edgar didn't know either. The Archmage walked around Mr. Trocca three times, frowning and shaking his head:
"I'm not good at treating monsters either. Something happened to Lin En? Did it come back to report? I'll take you to find someone else..."
Gretel followed him out. Archmage Edgar led him through the corridors made of human bones, glass bottles and various internal organs. As he walked, he murmured:
"Let me think about it, old Fritz from the Conjuration Department is the best at summoning contracted monsters, and Vieri from the Transformation Department specializes in human body deformation and is very familiar with all kinds of Warcraft..."
They first went to the Tower of Ten Thousand Laws, where Archmage Fritz said there was nothing they could do;
Going to the Department of Change again, Archmage Vieri put on a pair of special glasses and put Mr. Trocca into a large magic instrument like a fume cupboard. The cupboard door was closed, and the colorful magic circle was activated, and Grete's eyes
Just a bright light:
On the surface of Mr. Trocca's body, those rays of light that are constantly expanding and contracting are fixed in one place!
Archmage Vieri rotated the lens a few times, then chanted a spell continuously and made gestures into the "fume cupboard". Release a spell, move two steps, adjust the lens; release a spell again, move two steps again,
Adjust the magic circle again...
On his pair of glasses, there are more than a dozen lenses inserted layer by layer, each lens has a small handle and engraving for rotation. The colored light changes, reflecting the archmage's face in various colors, especially that pair of glasses.
Glasses are no different from the compound eyes of a dragonfly.
As the Archmage observed and adjusted, the magic light ebbed and flowed in the "fume cupboard". Finally, all the power was woven into a big net, compressed bit by bit, and deeply penetrated the special atmosphere.
Inside Mr. Lorca
Gradually, a palm-sized black cat cub with a white scarf and white gloves lay dying at the bottom of the "fume cupboard". Its eyes were closed tightly and it was motionless. Even its screams were so low that they almost disappeared.
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"It's ready!"
Grete said in surprise. Archmage Vieri shook his head:
"I have only temporarily stabilized its condition. Although this little guy is a monster, it has been affected by some alien forces and is not completely flesh and blood. That's why it was able to escape, but if you want to cure it, it's best to
Find a higher-level mage to see..."
Gretel and Archmage Edgar looked at each other and saw embarrassment in each other's eyes. Archmage Vieri was already level 15, so looking for someone with a higher level...
Then you have to find a boss who is level 17 or 18 and is already exploring the path of legend, or simply find a legend!
“You have been a great help! Thank you very much!”
Grete hugged the black cat and bowed deeply. He took off his mage badge and planned to pay, but Archmage Vieri smiled and shook his head:
"No, I didn't do anything. There's no need to pay. Just give me a chance for free treatment."
"That's natural!" Grete was overjoyed. He wrote a note, stamped it with the secret mark, handed it over with one hand and held the cat in the other hand and bowed again:
"If you, or someone in your mage tower, or your friend brings this note, it will be free!"
He bid farewell to Archmage Vieri and went straight to the Tower of Babel. Lucky for him, after only waiting for three hours, the Lord of Thunder ended an experiment and summoned him inside:
"What's up?"
"Teacher, save it!" Gretel was wandering around in the reception room. He had been waiting impatiently for a long time, and a circular mark was left on the carpet. Finally, when the teacher summoned him, he immediately held out the Troca.
Sir, hold Gao Gao in the palm of your hand:
"Mr. Troca is Brother Linn's contracted monster! It came all the way back and said something happened to Brother Linn, and then it died!"
"Lynn... Oh, you have become the guide for magicians." The Lord of Thunder recalled it and nodded slightly. He pushed up his monocle and looked over attentively. Soon, something exploded on the transparent lens.
There was a ray of silvery white electric light.
Gretel waited patiently without daring to breathe. The Lord of Thunder looked at it for a moment, then raised his hand slightly, and Mr. Troca floated into the air, spinning slowly. Gretel subconsciously threw a [Detection Magic] and immediately opened his eyes.
big eyes:
Inside the cat's body, there are threads of lines running from the limbs to the center. Each slightly larger light spot is like a string of beads, connected by the lines. And all the lines eventually meet at the deepest part of the body, where one is the brightest.
On the light group.
But now, a large piece of the light group was missing, as if it had been bitten by someone. The hazy light mist continued to emit from the gap, overflowed to the outside, and was enveloped by the bright light filaments, and was forced back into the body.
"Did you see clearly?"
The Lord of Thunder suddenly asked. Gretel quickly nodded. The Lord of Thunder glanced at him with satisfaction and pointed at the black cat:
"A piece of its 'existence' has been torn off. Not to mention that no one can deal with it. Even I can only temporarily stabilize its state and cannot make up for it out of thin air. Of course, as long as it is recovered, it can still be restored. So
Are you going to save people?"
"That's for sure! The one who had the accident was Brother Lin En!"
Gretel answered without thinking. The Lord of Thunder pondered for a moment:
"You are level 9. In a place like the New World, as long as you are smart, there will still be no problem. However, anything that can tear off this [existence] must either be level 15 or above, or the method is very weird. Do your best.
get ready?"
"I'll be ready!"
"Then go ahead."
The Lord of Thunder waved his hand casually. Gretel bowed, hugged the black cat back, turned and left. After taking two steps, he suddenly turned back:
"teacher!"
"Um?"
"Teacher, my hospital... I have to ask the teacher to take care of me while I'm going to the New World..."
"roll roll roll!"
Gretel hugged the black cat and rolled out of the office at the speed of light. After thinking about it, he went downstairs and knocked on the door of the two senior brothers and sisters:
"I'm going to have an adventure in the New World... Senior brother and sister, can you help me?"
"What do you want?" Archmage Baierbo had already placed one hand on the space bag. Senior Sister Philby pressed his arm and asked Grete seriously:
"Equipment? Potion? Assistant? Spell book? When are you leaving? Make an order and come over. We will try our best to help you get together what we can!"
She said a word, and Gretel shook his head. After saying that, Gretel put the black cat on the ground and stretched out his hands:
"Everything else is complete. It's just the constant spell. I don't have time to study it myself. Senior brother and sister, can you help me put together a set?"
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