Quadruple split

five minutes later

Ji Xiaodao left the bed expressionlessly, waved his hand gently, and two thin black lines suddenly tightened in the shadow, closing the door of the main room firmly.

"Although it is not clear whether his words are true or false..."

The dark elf girl looked back at those black eyes as calm as the abyss, and said coldly: "But I am really curious, what will those young masters and ladies who don't hide their secrets reveal when they see the true face of 'Your Excellency the Lord of Sin'?" What an expression."

"It was expected that Cedric would come to express his goodwill on behalf of the surname Diggory." Mo ignored the dark elf girl's teasing and just said lightly: "The main sources of information about Farah's fall are Garros and Galahad. As well as the two battle groups under their command, I, the little sin lord, am not qualified to let the No. 3 figure in the Intelligence Department come to visit me, he is just here as a formality."

Ji Xiaodao leaned elegantly on the table, wiping the thin sword on his waist that was more decorative than practical: "William was already prepared to let this matter settle. If you hadn't been paralyzed in a wheelchair some time ago, Step forward to stop it, everyone has already known about Faraosis's treason..."

"All I need is the fall of Farah itself." Although the face under Mo's mask was still a little pale, it was no longer sick. He stood up and walked slowly to the closed door, narrowing his eyes slightly: "Now that the goal has been achieved, the rest is irrelevant. As long as the person is dead, there is no difference between treason and an unsolved case."

Ji Xiaodao chuckled: "You seem to talk more today than before. Is it because you are afraid that I will hold a grudge?"

"I just don't want you to harass me with these stupid questions frequently in the future." Mo looked back at her coldly, with no expression on his face: "Especially these questions that you yourself are well aware of."

The dark elf girl shrugged, her slender white index finger gently brushed the sword blade, and she smiled: "I heard that men like to show their superiority by answering stupid questions that are irrelevant."

"There should be no other arrangements for today." Mo Que had lost interest in continuing to chat with her, and just asked lightly: "Is the magic circle that Garros set up before stable?"

Ji Xiaodao put away his rapier and nodded: "It has been stable this morning and can be activated at any time. However, the situation is still relatively sensitive now. Do you really want to go and confirm it in person?"

"Let's go."

Mo just answered with two words in an understatement, then opened the door and left the main room.

[Together with Garros and Galahad, I asked William to postpone Farah's sentence. Is there another reason other than to eliminate suspicion... Because there has not been a conviction yet, the court mages will not be involved there for the time being... Huh, scary guy. 】

Ji Xiaodao curled her lips, and then silently followed the other person out of the room, heading towards the big room that always made her feel uncomfortable.

…

ten minutes later

Troon, seventh floor of Osiris Mage Tower, teleportation room

This is the residence of the late protector of the country, Pharaoses. It is also one of the largest and most complex mage towers in the entire southwest continent. The teleportation room alone is hundreds of square meters, and is dotted with star-like arcane towers. Sparks of magic, mysterious circuits filled with torrents of magic sparkle on the floor made of magic stone. Three extremely rare pieces of illusory amber are hovering endlessly, and several space magic inscriptions solidified inside day and night. Constantly stabilizing the surrounding environment.

Even Ji Xiao Island, who has been to Ji Xiao Island twice, can't help but be shocked by this exquisite space. Although it is not a fairyland like poetry and painting, this magical temple in the eyes of most people is often... It’s easier to be amazing.

Because this is not a natural gift, but the crystallization of wisdom and knowledge.

Especially for players who have a completely different style of painting from this world, the impact will only be greater.

But unfortunately, Ji Xiaodao, who had been carefully observing the ink, found that the former did not make any waves. Whether it was his expression, emotion or eyes, they were exactly the same as his usual calm appearance.

"You wouldn't be an antisocial monk who joined a terrorist organization in reality, right?" the girl couldn't help but complain.

As a result, Mo ignored her at all and just looked around casually.

【Really boring……】

Even Ji Xiaodao, a girl who was always secretly ridiculed by others as the 'Queen of Low Pressure and Three Nothings', couldn't help but think of this, snorted and stopped talking.

After a moment, Mo nodded, then looked back at Ji Xiaodao, whose expression became increasingly cold: "That thing should be on the third floor, right?"

"Um."

"Take me there..."

"It's not a small racket, and there aren't many twists and turns that require someone to lead the way."

Ji Xiaodao glared at Mo coldly, and then took a familiar step: "Follow me, although this place is really not that complicated, but if you accidentally touch something, it will be. You will also suffer, right? Garros has suffered a lot in the past two days..."

Mo did not respond, but quietly followed the girl and left the teleportation room.

…

fifteen minutes later

Mage Tower of Osiris, three-story savings room

This is an area that is more than ten times larger than the teleportation room. It is the place where Farah usually stores things. Countless things that people cannot name are displayed on the rows of semi-circular wooden shelves around them, almost It can be said to be endless. From here, you can see Farah's incredible skills in space magic. He has almost moved the space of an epic storage equipment directly into reality, and can also ensure its stability and safety. In the eyes of knowledgeable people, this is an unimaginably large project.

But that's not what Mo was paying attention to. He just walked straight to a metal doll in the center of the circular storage room and looked at it carefully...

【Assistant Puppet】

Maker: Luther King

Category: Special

Quality: only excellent

HP: 30000/30000

Magic reserve: 5950/6000

Enchantment: Intermediate fire resistance, intermediate lightning resistance, high-level physical damage reduction

Core: Level 20 Arcane Demon

Activation restrictions: Level 35 of any profession, 900 magic points

Usage: When an Arcane Genie is activated, the assistant puppet will obey the activator's commands.

Traits: Magical drive, low-level immunity, strong defense

Skills: low-level position construction, mid-level inscription engraving, mid-level magic circle drawing, mid-level mold creation

[Remarks: This is an assistant-type assistant puppet that serves as an assistant. The recommended retail price is 30,000 gold coins]

"Garros thought this puppet was made by Farah." Ji Xiaodao also walked to the assistant puppet and smiled in a low voice: "I can see the item description, but things like the player's perspective cannot be compared to him. explain."

Mo stretched out his right hand and pressed it on the head of the assistant puppet in front of him, and shook his head slightly: "Luther King was an underestimated person. Maybe he didn't realize it until he died. If the two of them had the same strength, Garros You can't even last ten minutes in front of him. Of course, this premise is unfair to Garros..."

Ji Xiaodao's cold expression became a little confused. She felt that Garros was much better than Luther from any angle, so it was difficult to understand what Mo said. However, the girl did not ask any more questions. It was not that she could not lose face, it was just that She knew very well that even if she asked the other party, he would not answer.

A few seconds later, two rays of purple light lit up in the assistant puppet's empty eyes, and the demon spirit inside was activated.

[As expected, he already has a profession that exceeds level 35... Really, is this still a human being...]

Ji Xiaodao watched indifferently as the other party activated the thing in front of him in an understatement, and found that his heart was unusually calm.

Mo just calmly ordered the activated puppet: "Stand up."

The latter stood up obediently, bowed respectfully, and then...

A black flame suddenly ignited inside the puppet's skull. Ji Xiaodao only heard a harsh "crackling" sound exploding in his ears, and then saw the puppet falling heavily to the ground, twitching and then falling. Not moving anymore.

"What are you..."

The dark elf girl was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Mo with a somewhat blank expression: "Was it preparing to rebel just now?"

"No, I just checked whether the puppet is intact." The latter shook his head, grabbed the assistant puppet's neck with one hand and lifted it up, and then took out a black crystal bottle from the bag: "Of course, I did I don’t think that arcane magic spirit that is only level 20 can play any role.”

Ji Xiaodao blinked in confusion, then looked at the small bottle in the other person's hand that he had a vague impression of, and was stunned for a moment: "What are you going to do..."

Buzz! ! ! !

A crazy storm suddenly blew up, and Ji Xiaodao was lifted up high before she could even see what was happening. At the same time, a thin black crystal appeared behind her, taking away the impact. Most of it, holding the girl's unable to move body, slowly fell to the ground.

She wanted to look up to see what was going on, but she couldn't control her body at all. If it weren't for the crystal screen behind her supporting her, Ji Xiaodao might have been shattered by the ensuing impact. on the wall.

A thunderous roar exploded not far away...

"How dare you! How dare you! You! How! How dare you!!!"

A severe dizziness hit Ji Xiaodao. She lost nearly 30% of her health under this roar, and the black crystal behind her turned into a spherical barrier in the next moment and swallowed her up.

In the center of the storm filled with rage and murderous intent, the slender black figure was leaning comfortably behind a statue of a god. The slightly raised corners of his mouth were filled with unspeakable madness and malice: "Why don't I dare?"

Under the protection of [Fallen Angel Statue], his health value decreases at a rate of less than 1% per second.

"It doesn't hurt or itch..."

Mo gently supported his mask, then stretched out his hand to hold it in mid-air: "But it seems that this thing can't fit you, so that's fine, otherwise I will be very disappointed."

"I curse you! Curse you to be burned by the endless fire of karma! Curse you to suffer the torture of purgatory! Curse you to be abandoned by everything in this world! Curse your sinful soul to never be at peace..."

boom! !

A dark red crack more than ten meters long suddenly appeared in the center of the storage room, cutting off the breathless storm, strangling the vicious curse, tearing apart the space that had been solidified countless times, and ending this It's not a long conversation.

"Isn't it less than one tenth..."

Mo lowered his head and glanced at the remains of the puppet, which had been broken into dozens of pieces. He stretched out his hand to put the constantly shaking little black bottle back into his bag, and lightly stamped his feet: "It's still far from enough."

The [Fallen Angel Statue] disappeared silently, and the quietly rising dark flames swallowed up the metal fragments scattered around.

"And you are just stating the facts, it is not a curse at all..."

…

five minutes later

Ji Xiaodao, who was sealed in darkness, regained her senses. She stood up unsteadily, looked at the man in front of her with a complex expression, and asked in a low voice: "You failed?"

"Obviously." Mo gently snapped his fingers, dispersing the black crystal behind the girl invisible, and said casually: "Let Garros collect alchemy, engineering or magic puppets through various channels. The higher the level, the better. , and by the way, try to recruit some talents in related fields, and only look at ability, regardless of background."

Ji Xiaodao sighed: "I will tell him."

"Very good." Mo straightened his collar, then looked around: "In addition, let him pack up all the things here in batches and put them in the basement of the Duke's Mansion for the time being, and then add some of his own collections Come in and try not to be too obvious."

"Are you sure those court mages in the future won't be suspicious?" Ji Xiaodao frowned and shook his head: "I don't think they can see the big gap between the collections of a great mage and a dual-sage sage."

Mo smiled silently, then turned and walked towards the entrance: "It doesn't matter, the royal family obviously wants to delay Farah's matter for a while longer. It doesn't matter if he is really convicted one day and his house is confiscated by those palace mages. Because by then we should no longer have to worry about this kind of thing.”

【We...are...】

Ji Xiaodao smiled bitterly and shrugged, struggling to move his stiff body to follow the other party, and whispered: "I understand... and thank you just now."

"No need, I'm just saving you because your value is temporarily more important than your life."

"Although it's a bit out of place, your line is really too villainous and a bit out of place..."

Ji Xiaodao rolled his eyes, but Mo Tan ignored her complaints at all.

"besides……"

The girl stopped talking but hesitated.

"Huh?" The dark eyes under the mask were full of indifference and impatience.

"Aren't we going back from the seventh floor? Why are you going to the magic center?" The dark elf girl asked in confusion: "Is there anything worth paying attention to there?"

Mo was silent for a moment, then gently held up the mask...

"It's nothing, just go back like this."

"Okay, but it shouldn't be a big deal even if I go over there and take a look..."

"No, let's go."

"Okay, as you like."

Chapter 220: End