Borui was trying to stop Duolei. At this moment, a bird-beaked dragon suddenly appeared in the sky, and Guan Heng's voice came over: "Hey, what are you doing?"

The next moment, Guan Heng and Zuowei turned over and jumped off the bird-beaked dragon. Luta, who was still unconscious, was also thrown on the flat ground. Then, Guan Heng asked about the situation in a few words.

"Why do you want to dissuade Duole?" Guan Heng said with an indifferent look on his face at this time: "Maze is willing to give up his willingness to seek revenge on Tivillo, and is willing to die under Duole's arrow. There is no need for everyone to stop him."

Guan Heng's words were like a heavy hammer, and they woke up Ma Ze who was sitting on the ground. He thought to himself: "Yes, I can't die yet. Isn't the reason why I turned into an undead creature and returned to this world to take revenge on Tivelo?"

"Swish!" After hearing Guan Heng's words, the night elf boy Duole suddenly put down his bow and arrow. He asked, "Ma... Ze, your enemy is called Tivillo. Is it the commander of the Demon Dragon Legion?!"

"Not bad! That guy Tivelo!"

Ma Ze thought that he had been playing with the demon dragon in his whole life and was applauding, and a huge anger suddenly rose. He suddenly stood up and half kneeled in front of Duole: "The last generation of the Night Elf Clan, I am not afraid of death. If you can allow me to live for a few more days, when I kill my enemy Tivillo, I will commit suicide in front of you. What do you think?"

"My hometown, the territory of the Night Elf, was destroyed by a legion commander named 'Tivillo', who led the Demon Dragon Legion. They were cruel and cold-blooded, and even the babies in their cradles were not spared."

At this moment, Duolei's hand holding the Dragon Wing's bow trembled slightly, and he said hatefully: "Forget it, I won't kill you, because my enemy is also Tivillo. I will not vent the fire of revenge on others at will. If that's the case, I will be no different from the dragon beasts!"

"Okay, now everyone will be happy." Guan Heng saw this scene and felt relieved in his heart. He immediately said to Bori: "I have urgent matters now and want to return to Mrs. Django's nameless island. You can send me over with the teleport spell."

"As for the others, stay here for a while." Guan Heng whispered to Ajin: "You have the most prestige among them. Look at these troublemakers, don't let them act rashly. It won't take long before I will come back with Borui."

"Oh, I didn't expect you to trust your sister so much." Ajin said with a smile: "Okay, I'll see these monkeys for you, go and go back soon."

Guan Heng rushed to carry the unconscious Luta up at this time. Borui grabbed his arm and quickly activated the teleportation spell. The two disappeared from the spot.

A moment later, in the caves of the island where Mrs. Django lives.

At this moment, Mrs. Django was checking the coma Luta. After a while, Mrs. Django raised her head and said to Guan Heng: "I used the secret method to check it out. This person's mind was empty and there seemed to be no memory of the past. His eyes didn't seem to be injured, but it seemed that part of it was taken away by someone. It was really weird."

"Damn it must be Pang En's murderous hand." Guan Heng clenched his fists at this time, and the blue veins on his forehead twisted back and forth like a running earthworm. Guan Heng said in his heart: "Lord of the Abyss, what conspiracy do you have to take away Luta's memory?"

"Wait, before Luta transformed into the commander of the Iron Dragon Knight Legion and fought with me, he once said that after being ordered by the Demon Lord of the Abyss, he must take my life with his own hands." Guan Heng's heart moved slightly: "Can I say that I have stepped into the Saint Lupoun Continent and searched for Luta, this guy Pang En knew about it long ago?!"

After looking at Luta who was still in a coma, Guan Heng thought to himself: "It must be so. Pang En, a bastard, wanted to kill me with Luta's hand, and then cut off all our hopes of returning to Ashton Continent. This move is too vicious."

At this moment, Mrs. Django continued: "I infer that the method of taking away this person's memory is an extremely evil magic spell, and I have only seen the description of this spell in ancient books."

"Demonic Realm Spell?" Guan Heng asked hurriedly: "What kind of evil magic is that? Is there a solution?"

"The demons in the Demon Realm are good at cursing and evil magic. As for this evil method that captures the victim's memory, it is called the 'brain-eroding curse'."

Mrs. Django tilted her head and thought for a while, then turned around and pulled an ancient book from the bookshelf. She put the book on the table and looked through a few pages and said, "The use of the brain-eroding curse is actually very simple for the people of the demon clan. The magicians can use the black air of the demon realm to forcibly compress the victim's memory into one eyeball, and finally remove and seal the entire eyeball."

Guan Heng frowned when he heard this and cursed in his heart: "That is the current symptoms of Ruta. Damn Pang En, it must be a good thing you did!"

"At this time, the victims' memories are completely lost, and some demons will turn them into their own puppets and do all kinds of bad things."

Mrs. Django paused and said, "But the victim who lost his memory because of the brain-eroding spell was imposed, will not survive for half a year. Because while the demons seized their eyes, they also left the black air of the Demon Realm in the other party's brain. These black air will gradually spread throughout the body. Until half a year arrives, the victim will die miserably."

"Half a year? The last time I saw Ruta was in the Warcraft Canyon of Ashton Continent. His eyes were still intact at that time, and it was about ten days ago."

Guan Heng calculated with his fingers: "Pang En's time to take action was so fast. Almost immediately when I came to the mainland of St. Lomblon, I took Luta's eyeball away."

"Madam Django, is there a way to cure this person?" Guan Heng whispered with a frown: "He is a friend I am familiar with. To me, his importance is second only to life. And I promised his lover to bring this kid back to his world intact. I don't want to be untrustworthy."

"Oh, if he cannot get the snatched eyeball back, his life will never be saved." Mrs. Django sighed and said, "But if he can drive away the remaining black air of the Demon Realm in his body, it can extend his life for several months."

"Demon Realm Black Qi?! If I had the power of the flaming immortal bird on my body, these Demon Realm Black Qi were nothing."

Guan Heng's mood was suddenly tightened at this moment, and he shouted inwardly: "But in the place of St. Lombrun, I can't even use magic. How can I help Luta dispel the black air of the demon realm on his body?"
Chapter completed!