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In the end, Xi Shiyan still failed to overcome the Duchess of St. Magnolia, who "suddenly expanded her sense of responsibility and desire to protect her partner after encountering a major disaster in her life", and was carried on her back by head Yinluo.

Xi Shiyan suddenly realized that maybe in the eyes of Mrs. Xi Shi, she was a soft, magic but still very weak big black rabbit that needed to be cared for, and then a healthy and handsome little gray rabbit appeared in her mind inappropriately. The image of him carrying a big limp black rabbit on his back with a serious face and struggling to go on the road.

He couldn't help raising the corner of his mouth, and poked Yin Luo's back with his hand: "A Luo, are you tired? Let me down, I can go." He is extremely healthy, and the injury he suffered when he was hit by the fireball has almost been healed by the mellow magic power in his body.

But Yin Luo didn't let go: "No, I can carry you on my back, even if you weigh twice as much, it's fine." For Yin Luo, who is a magic warrior, carrying Xi Shiyan on his back is indeed like an ordinary person carrying a few bags on his back. as easy as this book.

Xi Shiyan had no choice but to continue to be carried by his wife, but he was not just resting, his magic sense was far beyond ordinary people, and if there were any changes or dangers around the two of them, he could predict and resolve them in advance.But Yin Luo didn't notice all this, and even lamented that the surroundings were quiet and unscientific along the way.

After being thrown out of the magic maze, the space has been distorted and changed, so now neither of them can confirm whether they are still at the bottom of the sea, or have been teleported to other places.This place is similar to the magic maze left over from the ancient times. It is like a huge magic circle, which has a certain effect of prohibiting magic and anti-magic. All space magic will not work here, even if it is Western Time Eucalyptus. powerless.

What makes Xi Shiyan even more anxious is that the power that dominates here seems to come from the same source as his power, and it is more advanced and pure than the power he possesses. A guess faintly crossed his mind-the power here seems to be The original power of the god of magic.

He has never felt this level of passivity and powerlessness, except that the power here comes from the source of the God of Magic, there is no other better explanation.

They are now in a place similar to ancient ruins. The road is closed on all sides. After walking for a while, they will encounter a fork in the road. Xi Shiyan often chooses the road by sensing the magic fluctuations in front of the road. Along the way, the two people around The magical energy of his body is getting stronger and stronger.

Xi Shiyan paid attention to the decorative lines on both sides, and the more he looked at it, the more familiar it became.At first, it was just some patterns and symbols commonly used in runes or magic circles, and he didn't pay attention to them, but more and more magic patterns that were only recorded in extremely ancient magic books appeared later, and ordinary magicians didn't even have the opportunity to see them. arrive.

After contacting all the information obtained before, Xi Shiyan gradually had a guess.

"Alo," he said softly, his voice echoing in the empty stone corridor, "I guess, this may be the birthplace of the belief in the God of Magic."

Faith in every god does not come out of thin air.Legend has it that in ancient times, if a god wanted to gain the faith of the world, he would come to the world in person to show his power to the ancestors and convey the blessings he could bring, and then the first group of believers would send him to the world. God's name is extended.

The coming of the God of Magic naturally brought the power of magic to the world.According to legend, the birthplace of every god's belief is the place where the god visited in person, so it is no surprise that this place must retain the relics or power of the god, and there may be a huge secret about its power. mystery.

As a great magister and a former devout follower of the God of Magic, Xi Shiyan has naturally read a lot of classics about the God of Magic, and some ancient fragments or solitary books have vaguely mentioned the belief in the God of Magic The land of origin hides a huge magical power that can destroy the world, hides the magic medicine that can make you live forever, and also hides the entrance that can lead to the realm of the gods.

If this is the case, it also coincides with the legend of the "God's Eye" that Yin Luo has heard.And those things that can be obtained here in the legend are a huge temptation for everyone.

It's too quiet here, and after listening to Xi Shi'an's analysis, Yin Luo also felt that it made sense, so he asked casually, "At that time, how many things do you want the most?"

"If I can only choose one thing in this broken place, then there is nothing to hesitate," Xi Shiyan put his arms around his lover's neck recklessly, "I want you."

Yin Luo looked back at him with some surprise: "Huh?"

"For things like power, my current power is enough. I don't want to destroy the world, so I don't want stronger power; immortality, if there are two such magic medicines, then each of us will have one. Well, if there is only one, then I won’t want it, and I won’t allow you to; it’s also the same reason to go to the God Realm, you go to the God Realm, I go to the God Realm, you are in the human world, and I am in the human world. No matter where you are, I'll just follow you." Xi Shiyan said quietly, her eyes gently staring at the back of her lover's neck.

Listening to his words, Yin Luo couldn't help but turn red at the back of his ears, and muttered softly: "Xi Shi, what's wrong with you recently..."

"I should have told you these words a long time ago," Xi Shiyan said, "when you were leaving in the Temple of Marriage, when you said those words to me, when I first told you that I love you ... At that time, I was regretting why I didn't tell you earlier how important you were to me."

At that time, he was looking at the statue of the silent god of magic in the temple, thinking that he couldn't miss it anymore, he couldn't afford to lose Arlo for the second time.

In the dark and strange ancient ruins, the Duke of St. Magnolia and his Duchess were talking about love as if no one was there. Mrs. Xi Shi was blushing and did not dare to drop him.

At this moment, strong magical energy suddenly gushed out from the space ahead, and the two of them felt this force at the same time. Yin Luo stepped up and ran forward. At the end, Xi Shi'an worried about the danger and insisted on coming down Yin Luo had no choice but to put him down and hug him from the side.

In front of him was a square stone room exuding silver-blue light. After entering the stone room, everything could be seen at a glance, so the two groups of people faced each other without any concealment.

The remnants of the rebel army were in front of them. Obviously, they had more information and preparations than Yinluo and the others. With their magic power not as good as that of Xi Shiyan, not only did they get here faster than the two, but they also did not suffer much. damage.

Xi Shiyan didn't know the rebels in front of him, but he still instinctively put himself on guard, vaguely taking Yinluo into his protection range.

"West Time Eucalyptus..." The rebel army led by him immediately recognized the Duke of St. Magnolia, and looked at him with deep hatred.

If it wasn't for the man in front of them, they wouldn't have been hit hard twice in a row, almost exterminating their entire family, leaving only the old, the weak, women and children, and defeated soldiers; Forced to take such a big risk to unlock the legendary power handed down from the ancestors.

He looked at the few people around him again, finally gritted his teeth, turned the iron plate in his hand and pressed it against the groove on the altar in front of him.

He understands that according to the legends of his ancestors, the possibility of borrowing the power here is less than one percent. Even if he successfully borrows the power of God like his elder brother, he will have to pay a huge price, and he may not be able to compete with Western Time Eucalyptus... ...It would be better to sacrifice their lives, unleash the power of gods, destroy everything here, and let everything be buried with Lashi!

Xi Shiyan died, and the remaining clansmen could get at least 60 years to recuperate.

According to the rule passed down in the clan, "gods face each other to pray for power from gods, and gods turn their eyes back to let gods release their anger." He does not pray for power, but only hopes that the wrath of gods can destroy everything.

When Xi Shiyan saw the rebels suddenly showing a ferocious smile, he instinctively knew that it was not good, and his first reaction was to pour all the mana in his body into a protective shield, wrapping Yinluo tightly inside.

Everything that followed was as unreal as a dream—a little bit of golden light glowed from the human-shaped statue on the rough stone altar in front of it, gathering little by little to form a trickle.

The golden light first attached to the leader of the rebel army closest to the altar, and the crazy and excited smile on that person's face was assimilated by the golden light little by little before disappearing into the trickle formed by the golden light.The few rebels standing behind him were not spared, and soon lost their voices.

A powerful and mellow magic breath came, and Yin Luo suddenly covered his forehead in pain. This feeling of being squeezed by the magic energy made him involuntarily ache from the inside out.Countless chaotic black shadows flashed in his mind, this feeling was a thousand times stronger than what he felt every time he went to the temple of the God of Magic.

He finally couldn't hold it any longer, and finally gave Xi Shiyan an anxious and worried look, then fell into a coma on the ground.

Xi Shiyan immediately hugged her lover up, holding her in her arms without daring to let go.

Witnessing the deaths of several rebels, he already knew that these golden lights were the manifestation of strong magical power. Once the human body was touched with such pure and overbearing power, it would be swallowed by the other party immediately.And the speed at which these powers flow and condense is obviously faster than their escape speed.

He closed his eyes, thickened the magic shield around Yin Luo again, then put him on the ground, hastily drew a magic circle around him, then stretched out his hand, reaching for the golden stream beside him.

This was the only way to save him that he had just thought of.No matter how domineering the power is, it is a kind of power after all, as long as he can subdue the opponent and absorb those powers into his body.