What surprised Jeffta and Mr. W was that until they caught up with the candidate team, the expected powerful pursuit of the Brotherhood had not yet arrived. The rare sunny weather should not be an obstacle. The fallen dark fire mage suspected it. There might be some conspiracy, but Mr. W didn't think much about it. He was happy to be closer to the Pitchfork Team and closer to his daughter.
But the traces of Yona and his party disappeared. Jeffta stuck the torch in the ground and walked around the Emerald Tree several times. There were obvious traces of camping and preparing to spend the night on the ground. But in the thick dust on the ground, there were only traces from the south. The footsteps that came, but the footsteps that left.
"There was no battle. There was no blood. There was nothing." The Ice Wind Mage, nicknamed "Signal Tower" analyzed: "There was no trace left. The most likely possibility is that he used space magic to enter another dimension. If If Dilzak is here, we can detect the trajectory of space reorganization. But he stayed on the submersible ship. Damn it..."
Jeffta touched his chin and said: "Space magic. There seems to be no space magician among them. The moonlight elf is far from powerful enough to communicate with other dimensions. Could it be that the ancient magic circle in the Emerald Tree ruins has been activated? .”
Mr. W said: "They are safe now. To some extent, I can feel Pamela's current mood. It is a mixture of curiosity, fear, excitement and expectation. Her life is not threatened."
"This is unrealistic," Jeffta shouted. "No known detection magic can transmit information across the boundaries of time and space."
The King of Night at Cherry Crossing shook his head: "It's not magic. It's just a simple synesthesia. The resonance between blood and blood. It can be described like this..."
At this time, the signal tower shouted: "Look here. What I found." He pointed to a line of drag marks on the ground. "It looks like it was left by dragging a heavy object. The starting point is this hidden tree hole. The end point is in front of the tree trunk. .Ah. Even with my sensing ability, I can detect strong residual magic fluctuations. Something extraordinary must have happened here."
Jefta scratched his head and said, "I have lost track of them now. I don't know which dimension they went to. There is no way to track them."
Mr. W suddenly raised his voice: "You all take a step back. Feinuo. Stand where you are and don't move."
"What." The telepathic releaser named Fenno Adraria was surprised. "Are there any enemies? I didn't feel anything. Are you thinking too much..." This burly man The light-armored telemancer moved his right foot nonchalantly and took a step. He felt as if he had stepped on something. There was no actual touch. This feeling was quite subtle. Feanor couldn't help but look down and found a stick under the boot. The winding black thin thread looked very similar to the low-quality brown rope commonly available on the market. He raised his foot and the thin rope stuck to the sole of his boot. Fëanor raised his hand and shot two small power bombs to get in the way. The rope was broken. However, the golden fireball passed through the string without any hindrance and exploded on the ground. This black rope was actually an immaterial structure.
"What the hell is this..." He stopped abruptly mid-sentence because he suddenly discovered that the black rope was not stuck to the sole of the boot. Instead, it was embedded in the sole of his foot through the leather boot.
Suddenly, a gust of breeze blew through the night. The sword in Mr. W's hand drew elegant blue ripples. This was not the light sword he was used to. But even the long sword picked up from the enemy's corpse could draw precise cutting lines. Feinuo The right foot was broken at the ankle. The wound exposed the white bones and bright red muscles. Because the incision was too smooth, the blood could not gush out for a while. "Ahhhh..." The mind warlock fell to the ground holding his right leg. He kept screaming. Mr. W picked up his right foot with the tip of the sword and threw it far away. The sole of the foot, which was wrapped in black rope, emitted white smoke in the air. When it landed, it turned into a strange piece of flesh with shrunken skin and exposed veins. He can actually still move twitchingly.
"Shut up." Jefta shouted loudly. Feanor's screams subsided. The dark fire mage took out the first aid kit and threw it over. "Bandage it yourself. If Mr. W hadn't acted so quickly, you would have become like that. .Is this a trap left by the enemy? This kind of black thing always makes people feel a little concerned..."
"Get away." Mr. W stretched out his hand to signal everyone to move back and stay away from Feinau. "It's too late. It's not magic, curse, virus or poison. It's something more evil. Once the blood is infected, it can't be undone. .”
"Ahhhhhhh..." The mind warlock suddenly opened his mouth and spurted out a waterfall of black blood. The black substance instantly covered his body. His skin began to fester. Blood vessels protruded from the surface of the skin. His eyes turned cloudy. Brown. Roaring, trembling, and exuding a foul smell. He slowly got up. Scanning the whole place with unfocused eyes. His right ankle, dripping with black blood, was directly thrust into the thick dust, making his body appear. Weird skewed posture.
"...Living zombies." The two ghost protectors screamed at the same time. The Yagu Cursed Land, which was widely used by the Brotherhood in the Eastern Continent War, killed tens of millions of dead or living corpses who were not afraid of swords. Previously, in the Eastern Continent, Of course, Jeff Tower and Signal Tower, who were on the mission, would never forget this sight. The tide of living corpses like a sea wave was the most terrifying sight they had ever seen in their lives.
Within a few seconds, the comrade next to him turned into a living corpse. A living person turned directly into a corpse. This situation has never happened. Jeffta shouted: "Is there Yagu on that black rope?" The summoning circle of the Cursed Earth. Damn it. There are only three people left now... Kill him. He is no longer Feanor."
"Yes, but he is not dead. Maybe he can still be cured..." the signal tower shouted in panic.
At this time, Mr. W took action again. He pierced the head of the living corpse with a sword. Then he spent five seconds cutting the corpse into pieces of flesh. He looked at the long curled sword in his hand: "So that's it. The body will change. It's extremely strong. Those black particles have changed the entire structure of the human body."
Black brains flowed out of the skull that was chopped in half. Even though it was shattered into pieces, the eyes in the eye sockets were still moving. The mind warlock's right foot, which was first infected, grew sharp toenails and began to crawl around. The Jeffta monster He screamed and used the black fireball to burn off the soles of the feet that were crawling around like insects. He said with lingering fear: "This is fundamentally different from the living corpses we saw on the battlefield. It should be said that it is a new species of living corpse that has evolved many times. Right."
Mr. W said: "I don't know about curses and living corpses. But this dangerous black string is our only clue. If I read it correctly, it pried open a gap in space." He stretched out his hand. Finger. Only then did everyone see the thin rope centipede stretching into the air and suddenly disappearing. Like a rattlesnake with its head held high.
"Even if that space is where Pitchfork Team is. How could we get in through such a small hole."
"If the door is too small, just open it."
The dark fire mage looked at Mr. W with confusion. The northern elf straightened his big-brimmed hat and took out something from his small bag. "I have not officially entered the Emerald Tree. From the moment I left the Blue Bird Empire and handed the token to the elemental elf envoy .After so many years...it seems that this is the legendary Rainbow Gate. The Supreme Council will give fourteen keys to the northern elves. This is the last favor for the impure blood relatives. Fortunately, one of them It's on my body. The key must be used in conjunction with the coordinates of the Rainbow Gate. Otherwise it cannot be opened. The coordinates are kept in the hands of the elders of the Northern Elf empires. But we don't need that string of numbers now, because this black line helps a lot. ." He held a golden key in his hand. The key was engraved with exquisite elven patterns. The bottom was written in elven language: You have never been forgotten. It is only fate that separates us. The Emerald Tree will always stand.
Jeffta carefully avoided the gruesome corpse and walked over. "Mr. W, have you ever thought that there might be something behind the door? What if it is something we can't handle."
The King of the Night said frankly: "There are too many possibilities. So there is no way to estimate. You'd better step back. I will release my power to meet what is inside the door. Whether it is the Supreme Council of Elemental Elves... the power is the sincerity of my meeting." .The dangerous person who left this black rope behind will do his best."
The fallen dark fire mage didn't say anything. He turned around and pulled the signal tower and ran twenty yards away. After thinking about it, he retreated another twenty yards. From a distance, he looked at the swaying torch in front of the Emerald Tree ruins, illuminating the northern elves. From behind, the signal tower asked in a low voice: "Who is this Mr. W? Didn't he use his true strength when he killed Mrs. Serfina?"
Jeff Tower said: "If you were one of the twelve strongest people in the world, would you waste your energy on a mere vice-president of the Magician Association? It's really rare and strange."
The signal tower said: "But Zhu Mo Qingshan of the Mathematics Bachelor's Association in the submarine ship, and Bairam Alivia of the Astrologer's Association are also members of the Twelve Councilors. Why didn't we see how powerful they were in the previous battles?"
Jefta said: "The leaders of the five major guilds are all members of the Twelve Council Leaders. This is the inevitable distribution of power. But in terms of strength, they can only be ranked in the second echelon. There are three monsters that they used to seal the magic of the mainland. The array is closed. As you know, this magic array lost its function when Nan Shang City fell not long ago. Because it was an important node of the mainland magic array. Mr. W's power has been restored. The Assassin King Simion Long During the battle at the Long Family Mansion, Chang forcefully broke through the seal and was counterattacked. And the third monster has not yet appeared in front of us."
Mr. W's back did not change at all. In the mental vision of the two magicians, his power not only did not increase, but was shrinking sharply. It was like a pearl that had converged all its brilliance. At this moment, the King of Night will The golden key inserted into the air and opened the rainbow door of the new Emerald Tree.