Accompanied by a long-lost dizziness, Lao Yi, Xiao Bu and Xiao Hei fell out of the bumpy space passage and crashed towards the slippery grass. Xiao Hei gently put a little on the ground with his toes. Although he shook it twice, he still landed steadily. Lao Yi rolled two times on the ground, covered in grass mud, and lay on his back and gasped. Xiao Bu slid two meters away on the ground with his face, then jumped up, wiped his face with his hand, and then laughed.
"I will kill the powerful devil back! This is so exciting!"
It feels good? Everyone just now felt like they were going to die, and they were all immersed in sorrow. Why did they become good when they turned around? Xiao Hei complained about this crazy woman in his heart, and felt that it would be better to lessen her in the future.
Old Yi was too lazy to get up from the ground. He could look at the beautiful blue sky and white clouds, and then be surrounded by the fragrance of grass and flowers. The feeling here gave him was like heaven. "The mission failed and he could not rescue the God of the Mage. But at least he determined his position. This is a very important stage victory." Old Yi comforted the other two: "The devil's strength is extraordinary. The most important thing is that I can't understand what his beehive is, and how we did it. It is incredible that he can actually suppress the protection of the magic goddess to us."
"I'll leave it to you for thinking and headaches." Xiao Bu pulled out a few grass leaves from his messy hair, and then said to Xiao Hei: "I have to thank you at the critical moment. If you hadn't supported me, maybe this old man wouldn't have been able to save him. But I didn't know that you could use healing magic, and the effect was very good, it was quite powerful!"
Xiao Hei tilted his head, as if he didn't know what Xiao Bu was saying. Lao Yi sat up and asked, "What nonsense are you talking about? Xiao Hei helped you and performed healing techniques?"
"Yes! It's when my replica was just dead, wasn't it a strong soul impact?" Xiao Bu pointed at Xiao Hei and said, "He held my back with his hands and healed me before I could balance."
Xiao Hei stretched his hands forward, and each hand had a scimitar. These two knives can be very flexible and make many incredible martial arts, but they never left those two skillful hands throughout the battle. Xiao Bu immediately reacted when he saw it and was stunned: "It's not you, who grabbed my back?"
"Let me see!" Lao Yi almost jumped up from the ground, his hair and beard and robe were shaking violently. At first glance, there was nothing strange about Xiaobu's back, but if he used the vision of detecting mana, he could find a huge handprint on his clothes. It was definitely not a mark that could be pressed by human hands, but more like a demon made by a deep sacrificial demon. However, there was no breath of hell or evil on the remaining marks, nor the rune magic they had encountered before, but a bland but pure aura of kindness.
"Hiss...I was completely stunned." Lao Yi felt that hundreds of thousands of years of wisdom and insight were completely subverted at this moment. "Is it because of the Deep Demons who healed you? This is completely unreasonable! How did you feel at that time?"
"It feels good! It's obviously a magical technique, there's a little... a little lightning power inside. It's that kind of subtle current stimulation, a very comfortable feeling."
"Let me look at your back. This incident gives me a very profound feeling, as if there is a huge secret hidden in it. The old man we saw when we left was real. The magic power he exuded was very recognizable. But I doubt whether he has the ability to open a teleportation channel in that strange hive." Lao Yi said, frowned and let go of his wife's clothes.
Xiaobu's back was covered with scars, densely packed like a spider web. These scars were all slender, like they were made of whips or brushes. Each one was very shallow, but the old and new were superimposed over time, so it was shocking to see.
Her personality is a bit crazy, but she has an interest that has been very stable for a long time, which is that she has a slight masochism tendency. Among all the hostile Red Robe mages she encountered, except for those who were ordered by the magic goddess to prohibit her from taking action. The reason for this lucky person to survive was that she gave her a fierce massage on the back according to her order. Since Xiao Bu often used deformation and illusion to disguise her appearance and body shape, the Red Robe might not know that she was serving the terrible "Red Robe Wizard will kill people". However, this incident is not a secret to Lao Yi, after all, many scars are also related to him.
As long as you use silver fire, the small cloth can heal and eliminate all wounds at any time, but what is the point? A smooth, smooth and delicate back with beautiful curves may have the heart to cup or scrape it with a sha at the top of the sky. It's so boring. Only when you see these scars can you feel at ease to take heavy hands and be satisfied... It's time to stop, this topic is not suitable for in-depth discussion.
Xiao Hei glanced at him and thoughtfully, perhaps because he was recalling his childhood past. He didn't say a word, walked a little farther away and sat down to wipe his knife, giving Lao Yi a contemptuous look every few seconds. Lao Yi kept staring at his wife's back and kept saying nothing for a long time.
"Is there anything on my back?" Xiao Bu stamped her feet in a hurry. She changed to clamping her clothes with her chin, freed her hands and chanted spells, and created a mirror with magic. However, she usually doesn't look at her back, so she can't see any clues.
"The scars behind you are different." Lao Yi gently stroked them with his hands and compared them with his memory. "Yes! The trend of these scars has changed, and they were not like this before. What's going on?"
"Is it..." Xiao Hei raised the knife again: "Is this woman fake? Or are you fake?"
"Don't be suspicious. Let's go back to the world managed by the Magic Goddess, who can still fake her daughter!" Lao Yi shook his head: "I think it should be the devil who modified the scars and hid some secrets in it. But I haven't figured out what it would be?"
"Is this possible? Even the scar trend can be changed? Magic can do this? It's really idle!" Xiao Hei put his knife into the sheath and said to Lao Yi: "If that devil wants to tell us something, just say it directly, or let old man repost it."
"I don't know..." Lao Yi scratched his head, took out the pipe from the space bag on his belt, and started to smoke. He spitted smoke and said slowly: "The situation we encountered this time is too strange. A devil in hell actually has such strength. No one could imagine that. We cannot start with common sense. We must completely relax our thinking and even use our great imagination. Xiao Bu, put on our clothes first, let's think together."
They said they were thinking together, but in fact, Xiao Bu and the little gangster were not too busy. They were also thinking hard, but their thinking was always slower than Lao Yi, so they were mainly listening to him. "Since I sneaked into the devil's territory, I cracked a lot of magic defense arrays along the way, and I felt that the situation there was extraordinary. Remember what I said?"
Xiao Hei nodded and said, "You said this devil is very rich and cherishes his life. The protective arrays he uses are all top-notch. He must be looking for the strongest mage in hell, or the rare top mage in the multiverse."
"This judgment needs to be changed. Those magic arrays are probably made by the Deep Demons themselves." After Lao Yi said that, he looked at Xiao Bu gently: "In order to pass through those magic arrays, I have used the power of silver fire. Do you still remember this?"
"Yes, I think it's strange, but I think you want to save time and reduce the possibility of being discovered." Xiao Bu was stunned for a moment, and said with a chuckle: "I understand now. It turns out that those magic circles are too difficult and you can't stand it, so you cheat!"
Old Yi blushed and said stubbornly: "If you have anything, use it. This is called cheating? Let's talk about serious matters!" He choked by cigarettes, coughed twice before saying: "Sneaking in and confirming the whereabouts of Old Man A, let's kill him directly while the devil is unprepared."
"Those two swords cut neatly," Xiao Hei said: "But the key to success is that your silver fire breaks its protective spell."
Lao Yi nodded: "Old man came out to stop him, we didn't listen. This may be a mistake, but from the perspective of being cautious and following the instructions of the magic goddess, our approach is not unreasonable. Then, a large amount of evil auras came from the depths of hell, and the devil was resurrected and fought with us."
Xiao Bu frowned. She probably knew what Lao Yi was going to say. "The battle is divided into three sections. Killing the devil is considered the first section, and the evil aura is considered the second section. The devil really exerted its strength to overwhelm us in the third section, that is, after the evil aura is hour... is it avoiding the evil aura?"
"Yes, I just want to say this." Lao Yi said: "Although we have failed, we cannot underestimate ourselves. Those who can defeat the three of us head-on in hell will definitely not exceed four hands. Excluding the gods who live in hell, simply calculating the devil can never gather five fingers. This devil is too strong. Will it avoid surveillance from the depths of hell?"
"Asmotils?" Xiao Bu scratched his head, then pulled out a piece of hell's gravel from his hair and threw it on the ground. "This reasoning is a bit strange. The Magic God said that the God of the Mage was imprisoned by the Demon King, and the Bottomless Abyss was also thrown into the Chaos Sea by the Demon King. This only means that the Demon King is also part of the Demon King's plan. Will it be the same as the Demon King?"
"If we have a heart, we are dead." Xiao Hei said: "Don't forget that the hand behind you also has the magical healing technique."
"Yes, Xiao Hei is right. The devil doesn't seem to be trying to kill all the things, but it seems to be testing us. Xiao Bu, imagine if it hits the copy when it fights us..." Lao Yi had a sudden idea and immediately put down his pipe and began to look for something from the space bag. "Xiao Bu, lift up the clothes again! I thought of a possibility that the caster would do this..."
"Ah?" Although Xiaobu was impatient, she lifted up her clothes and exposed her back, revealing the complex wounds.
Lao Yi took out a blank scroll parchment from the space bag, and muttered: "What kind of ink do the hell guys use to write the scroll? By the way, the fire-resistant devil blood ink also has a little earth element gem powder inside. Well, wait a moment, it will be fine soon."
He quickly prepared the ink, then poured it on the palm of his hand and applied it to the back of the small cloth, full and very evenly. After that, he covered the blank spell scroll parchment paper, pasted it all over his back, covering all the scars, and chanted the spell.
Xiao Bu could understand this spell. "The spell that allowed the magic ink to quickly dry and solidify when creating a magic circle? Do you think it left a magic circle behind me? Is this possible in such a short time?"
Xiao Hei shrugged his shoulders, looking like "If you don't know, I won't know."
Just when she was still suspicious, the spell scroll parchment reacted, and silver light appeared on the paper, accompanied by tiny lightning snakes. Xiaobu showed a painful but pleasant expression. She recalled that this was the unforgettable feeling brought to her by the previous healing magic. About five seconds later, she was not satisfied yet, but the feeling disappeared. Lao Yi hurriedly took off the parchment paper and turned it over to check it out.
A string of hell's runes are printed on paper. They are composed of hidden lines hidden among the scars, and are composed of partial trends of the scars. Those runes cannot form spells and have no language meaning, but if they are translated into the magic language of Lao Yi's world, they are like a set of coordinates.
"Transfer the coordinates of the destination! There is still time!" Lao Yi shouted excitedly, like a child who solved the puzzle. He imprinted the set of hell runes firmly in his mind, and was about to put away the scroll when he found that he was holding only a blank parchment in his hand, with nothing on it.
"What's going on?" Lao Yi quickly looked at Xiao Bu's back, and then found that all her scars had changed back to their familiar appearance, leaving only the remaining magic ink on it. Xiao Bu and Xiao Hei also came over and asked him what had happened, but they didn't remember what was different from the usual ones.
Lao Yi didn't know how to explain it. The rune in his mind was still very deep, but he could not be taken out as evidence. At this moment, a warning from the magic goddess sounded in his mind:
"Go to my temple in xx City immediately and use flight instead of any teleportation spells. I feel that someone has attacked and modified the magic network at the realistic level. Your location may no longer represent reality. Queue quickly, to prevent chaos, there will be a dead magic zone."
"Let's go quickly, fortunately, the distance is not far, and the magic power is enough." Lao Yi pulled Xiao Hei, followed Xiao Bu, who was leading the way, and flew towards the temple of the Magic Goddess.
Chapter completed!