High Magic Earth

Yi Xiao heard that he fell silent, and instead of continuing to interrogate, he stopped and looked closely at the pile of corpses scattered around, carefully and carefully, leaving no details.

The corpses scattered around are strangely shaped, it is difficult to see what reason they all died from, but what is certain is that their causes of death must be different, and the death is terrible.

In the dark underground space, only a few torches hang on the wall and burn, which is the only source of light in the underground space.

The torch is not inserted into the soil or the wall, but is attached to the wall in the air, and there is no tendency for the fire to burn out or extinguish. This is a flame fixed by Yi Chou with magic, not never extinguished, but human Life is long enough.

The underground space is quiet. I can't hear the second sound besides Yi-huo's breathing. Iki seems not to breathe, as if a ghost is guarding Yi-huo's body.

The layers of corpses on the ground make it look like hell.

Yi Xiao crouched down and observed the corpse below. It was a female human being, perhaps it should be regarded as a human being, because at this time she could not see her original face, the whole person became a round pie, as if compressed .

At the same time, Yi Chou's calm voice appeared in the crypt. "Thirty-seven kinds of fake death potions recorded in the Potion Classic, more than thirty methods of fake death were recorded in the witch's notes and the devil's notes. "

"In addition to the more than 700 kinds of fake death magic compiled in the research notes of Oz, no one survived."

Yi Xuan turned his head and looked at Iggy next to him, "I want a method of fake death, not real death."

"Sorry, master..."

"Every potion and method is used as I told you? Are you sure there is nothing wrong?" Yi He asked quietly, ignoring Yaki's apology.

"There is absolutely no problem, Master!" Iggy said quickly, panting with excitement and a sharp voice. "I swear by my life."

"That's not your fault." Yi Huo said lightly, then he stood up and walked a few steps at will.

"And you are no longer a barbarian, you should no longer swear with your life. And your life is not yours, it belongs to me, belongs to magic."

"I will keep in mind, Master." Iggy whispered quickly.

Yi Chou did not have much interest in bullying a medieval barbarian, even if he learned for two days. His horizons are wider than normal medieval people, but he still can't hide his original backward way of thinking.

What's more, he is still a magical creature. The transformed half-man and half-magic creature is destined to mean that he can never be placed on a plane with Yi Chao.

Yi Xuan just habitually whispered two words, because everyone failed the experiment, which really made Yi Xuan's heart a little more congested.

Nearly a thousand methods of fake death have been tried, and the remaining ones are only enough for two batches of people. This means that if one of the remaining two batches of people is still unsuccessful. You need to find it yourself, or even create a spell.

It was a long process, it was a long time. . Maybe everything is too late.

Yi Xiao bowed his head and looked at the layers of corpses that were stacked on top of his feet. The expressions of the top corpses were grim, as if he saw something scary, but his eyes were tightly closed. , Apparently unknowingly die in a nightmare.

Even more bizarre is that the faint magic waves they emit are all twilight old men. But their appearance did not seem to age at all, as if time had abnormally accelerated on them, instantly overdrawing all of their remaining years.

The body can be deceived and the soul can be hidden. Only the traces of years cannot be changed.

Yi Chou kicked them aside, exposing the corpse below, still twilight and aging, just different in death, and even more miserable.

Hundreds of such bodies were crowded in this small underground space, covered with thick layers. There is not even a place to stay, Yi Chou walked on their corpses completely.

"Da da!"

"Come here, come here."

"Go down! You go down to me!"

There was a loud noise at the entrance of the underground space. Obviously it was the group of knights who had driven the crowd. These knights were also very afraid of this cave and did not dare to come down in person, but drove the crowd in on the ground.

These people were naturally powerless to resist, and soon the sound of rustling and humming down the stairs followed.

Upon seeing this, Yi Chou didn't have the idea of ​​continuing to explore. He came to the center of the underground cave, and then a circle of faint green fire spread along his feet.

The flame swept to the surrounding corpses in an instant, spreading on it, whether it was withered bones or strange shapes enough to make people have nightmares, all the strange corpses flew into the flames of flame.

As long as it touches a little bit, the flame will quickly spread all over the body, and then in just one breath, the corpse will turn into a sparkling spark like a starlight, and a few pieces will dissipate in the air.

In the clutter of footsteps that didn't sound long, the entire corpse of the underground space has been cleared, and even the ground has fallen a few floors from the previous one, which is much more spacious.

In the same way, the strange and dense patterns on the ground are exposed, as well as the filthy coffin half buried in the soil, stained by blood and meat.

The magic circle on the casket is naturally accompanied by protective magic, and the flames of cleaning up the body will not clear it.

After the casket emerged, Yi Xiao squatted down and smoothed the blood stains in the middle of the casket with his hands. The condensed blood and mud flicked and rolled with the arrival of Yi Xiao's hands. Smooth and crystallized surface.

Some strange magic words are recorded on it, and they are constantly changing.

Yi Chou bowed his head and calculated for a while, letting go of his mind, the coffin also had time to accelerate nearly a thousand people to support the arrival of the last group of people without any problems.

Time is an unusually mysterious energy. Even a time converter that only accelerates thinking can only accelerate a few hours at most. The casket of Yi Chao, one acceleration is a hundred years of time.

This is not to say that Yi Biao's magic level is high enough to control the time, but the magic on the casket is simply harmless.

First of all, it does not let time go backwards, which greatly reduces the resistance of time energy, and secondly. The coffin itself has already paid a huge price, the time deprived from the living, plus the life of the user.

That's right, Yi Biao didn't have the magic to find time for this experiment. He just infused the energy of time into those experimenters. Yi Chou just regarded these people as one-time experiment materials. Even if their fake potions were successful, they would eventually die under the accelerated passage of time.

However, this interval of death is long enough for Iki, who is guarding here, to observe the success of the fake death.

All his energy is focused on the time to stop this magic. It is very difficult to reverse time, but stopping time is relatively simple. This is the main purpose of Yi Chou's production of coffins.

But in any case, the coffin needs a lot of time energy to support it, in order to release the time magic.

It is not that the fantasy island is neither the future nor the turbulent time in the past, but is deprived from human beings in order to better apply to living creatures.

"Ah! Don't touch me, don't touch me!"

"Help! Help me!"

"What is this place?"

There was a noisy voice again on the ladder. Obviously, the constantly entering crowd has been crowded, and the narrow underground space is crowded with people, which is very disadvantageous to the vulnerable groups such as women and the elderly in the ranks.

But whether it is a prisoner of war, a prisoner, or a civilian, there is no difference in Yi Biao's eyes. Perhaps after the luckless person who has not really died survives, Yi Biao will look at each other, but in the end, he still cannot escape the fate of death.

In the face of a group of guys who will die sooner or later, Yi Biao will naturally not have the leisure to prepare a comfortable space for them.

After strengthening the defensive magic on the casket, Yi Chou took a lot of potions and weird props to Iggy and told him some special precautions. Yi Biao's figure turned around, and it turned into smoke and disappeared in place.

When the first person stepped into these underground spaces exuding death, the last smoky black smoke representing Yi Chou had disappeared in the air, and Yi Chouren had long been far from this place of death.

Iggy, who was staying here, stepped back quietly. Before those people found themselves, they hid to the edge of a space.

The empty underground space had no place to hide, but Iki's figure disappeared in an instant.

The ground beneath his feet glowed with a faint luster. This corner of less than two square meters is the only safe place in the entire underground space. There will be no acceleration of the casket time, and it has hidden and neglected itself. Magic effect.

The crowd quickly crowded into a pile in the underground space. After discovering that there was only a small space here, and there was no danger, those prisoners of war and thugs first adapted.

This time, there were many civilians and peasant women among the people sent by Daenerys. These medieval thugs who had been mixed into elites immediately keenly avoided those who had the same temperament as themselves, and began to start working with these vulnerable groups. The crying and screaming were immediately connected.

Iggy watched silently in the corner. He did not stop. He had no power. His ability was to imitate, not to fight. And he knew that the chaos would end soon.

"when!"

As the last few people were driven in by the knights, the goat statue on the ground closed on its own, making a loud noise, covering the ground tightly.

A dull voice echoed in this small underground space, immediately letting everyone's movements take a break. The atmosphere seemed to freeze there, and no one dared to make a sound.

The two natural instincts of human instinct, claustrophobia and darkness, began to appear in the crowd.

The shaking torch exudes a faint light and becomes their only light of hope at this time. The faint firelight shines the shadow of people on the wall, shaking like a devil dancing in hell.

"Bah! I've seen you..."

A prisoner of war soldier from the vicinity of Bronze City issued a bold curse. He didn't know what the **** it was, but he only knew that in the dark he grabbed the softness of his hand. Although thin and somewhat sloppy, it was better than those inferior pubs. The prostitute felt much better for him.

It was just that his bold curse had not ended, and he could no longer proceed.

I saw that in the center of the dark underground emptiness, a square-shaped dazzling light suddenly burst out, and the light quickly spread along the edges of the four sides, and across the body of everyone in the blink of an eye.

Like the starlight blooming in the dark night, the light wave spread quickly, striking everyone's body, and the person who was touched by the light wave immediately seemed to be at rest, stopped at the same place, even breathing became much slower .

This is the second ability of the casket, and it is also a spell that Yi Biao found after finding countless Oz magic books, which can slow down time or even stagnate.

Everyone’s movements stopped, their thinking, their movements, were slowed down countless times at this moment, time still has an effect on them, and the time energy consumed because of the slowdown is all made by time. To pay.

These people have been trapped, so the next thing to do is to release the fake potions and props to their bodies, and after hundreds of years of acceleration, see who they are. . Able to survive.

This naturally does not require Yi Biao to do it himself, because Iggy, who is hiding in the corner, has stood up. Although the body, which is no longer humanoid, looks like a monster, it still retains his transformable qualities.

At the next moment~www.wuxiaspot.com~ his pupil contracted suddenly, and then changed a color, like those animals with night vision ability, clearly visible in the dark night.

. . .

Seeing that the knights drove the last person in, Yi Chou closed the gate of the goat statue in the distance. Those knights had the experience of the previous few times. Naturally, they were not surprised. They summoned each other and then drove the horse away from here. .

Although a coffin is accelerating time, it still requires a slow process. At least more than a day, it is no longer easy to change.

The goat statues began to move slowly, they began to collapse, collapsed, cracked like a pile of rubble, and soon piled up on the ground like a ruin destroyed by war.

A few withered vines and plants were bred on it by Yi Chou, creating traces of the passage of time. From a distance, no abnormalities could be found at all.

I hope there will be some good news waiting for myself next time. Yi Chou sighs in his heart, then tears a shadow channel leading to Oz and turns and walks in. (To be continued.)