The Servant of the Magic Marks of Transmigration

"Ahhhhh---!"

Funk felt the wind blowing from the back of his head, and the hairs on the back of his neck stood upside down. He suddenly turned his body, but there was already a tingling pain on his back!

When Pound yelled just now, he also sprinted with all his strength without even thinking about it, but even though the speed enchant was attached to the robe, the reaction of his untrained body was still a bit slower.

But no matter how late or not, in the end there was no place Pang De could help.

Because the swordsman who had just appeared out of the blue and intended to attack Funk's back with a rapier, was bitten by a huge beast that rushed from the side when the sword tip just penetrated the leather armor on Funk's body !

Immediately, the swordsman's shrill scream shook their eardrums!

Next, the giant beast bit the swordsman's fiercely struggling body tightly, and its fangs pierced into the swordsman's shoulder and lower abdomen. No matter how the swordsman slashed with his rapier, he seemed determined not to let go.

Funk turned around and was quite surprised when he saw this. After all, he was also one of the attacking giant beasts just now, and he just blocked a sword for the little beast.This kind of favor, even if the giant beast is deeply spiritual, it is not indebted to both. Now the giant beast is helping him to protect his back and revenge, and Funk is also taken aback for a while.

Pound first glanced at the wound on Funk's back. It was a scar that ran a few centimeters below the skin. Because the swordsman was attacked, the scar cut a long line to the left. Although it was not deep, it was slowly oozing out. blood beads.

Pang Dela rolled up the wide sleeves of his robe to press the wound, and looked back at the tragedy in front of him, "This leopard is so psychic?"

Funk grabbed Pound and let the two back away from the giant beast tens of meters away, before answering, "Maybe it is hungry, jump over me, and he is the only one left?"

Pound frowned, "No, maybe he is the reason why Mao Tuan appeared in the hut for no reason. He intends to kill you, and it is also possible to capture Mao Tuan and let us be chased by giant beasts. In addition to the two accomplices just now, if you If we don’t save the hairball, we might really be chased to death by giant beasts.”

Funk immediately widened his eyes, "Is that so?"

"This is a good disguise, killing people with a knife," Pound continued the inference just now, "The demon envoy and archer just now always attacked the hairball, the purpose was to anger the female beast, and when the female beast was angry, it disappeared immediately. The rest Swordsman, the task is to confirm your death, but because you saved the cub, the mother beast did not continue to attack, so he had to show up and sneak attack to complete the assassination..."

While talking, Pound pressed his hand back on Funk's back, and Funk froze immediately, Pound stopped immediately, "It hurts?"

"It doesn't hurt," Funk shook his head, but he was a little bit agitated, "So you think he kidnapped the younger one, and the older one was so angry when he saw him?"

"Maybe," Pound glanced behind Funk again, "still bleeding, wait and get that box of medicine—"

Before he finished speaking, the front actually went "Boom---!" ! 』There was a loud noise, combined with a flash of light, a huge wave of heat rushed towards the place where the two were standing!

Funk quickly grabbed Pound, pressed Pound's head, and lowered his back and arms to block Pound's heat and sand from the impact.

The movement of flying sand and rocks lasted for more than ten seconds. After that, Funk let go of Pound. At this time, there was a strange smell of meat in the air.

The two looked at the direction where the giant beast and the swordsman were fighting just now, and there was a scorched black mark with a diameter of 50 meters on the ground. Both the giant beast and the swordsman were gone, but there were more blackened lumps of unidentified objects around them. It's not a stone, it looks like a piece of fried meat...

Pound's face changed slightly, and he suddenly remembered the brothers and enemies who were blown away by the homemade bombs in the past. He saw Funk walking over, flipping the lumps with a big sword in his hand, and said with a frown, "It's actually an engraved mark. Magic pattern, what's the benefit of using this kind of thing to get rid of each other?"

Pound suppressed his shock and walked towards Funk, "Magic print? What is that?"

"It's a magic pattern engraved on the scroll. Activated with magic power, it can trigger the magic effects stored in it in advance, such as explosion or teleportation."

Where Funk was standing, there was a severed arm on the ground, the severed part was scorched black due to high heat, but there was no blood.

Funk squatted down, took the scroll tightly held in the fingers of the severed arm, opened it, looked at it, and muttered, "It's a teleportation scroll. It seems that he wants to blow up the giant beast and escape. He may be too nervous. operation failed."

Then Pang De saw that Funk put the scroll into the ring without hesitation, and went to a small leather purse scattered not far away, opened it and looked at it, put it away, and then scanned around, as if looking for something else What can be picked up.

Finally, Funk turned his head back, only to find Pound's suspicious gaze, his face was a little embarrassed, and he scratched his head, "This, this is not stealing. In the north, we have to pick up dead people's things and make good use of them... I know You guys in the south are not used to it, but it’s okay, and things don’t go bad.”

And Pound is really a little confused about funk.I just saw that he didn't know anything about conspiracies and tricks, but this kind of person's behavior of stealing goods after death is very skillful. In addition, there are still people who want to kill him. Is funk pure or not...Pang De couldn't help asking, " You're not wanted by the Empire, are you?"

"Looking for" refers to fugitive felons.

The wanted list announced by the empire, in addition to the imperial army, any nobleman can also be arrested by private soldiers and handed over to the central government of the empire.

Funk was stunned, and quickly shook his hand, "No. I only pick up dead people's things!"

"Who did you offend? How could someone assassinate him?" Pound frowned.

Funk scratched his face in embarrassment, "I don't remember this kind of thing, I have to ask Le Si to find out. He said that there will always be a priority for robbing missions, and we have to write down those who accidentally offend."

It seems reasonable to say so, Pound nodded, "Be careful after picking it up, so as not to cause trouble to the upper body."

Funk grinned, "Yes, Les said the same thing. So keep the ones for your own use, and I will engrave them with your name so that they won't be misunderstood."

"..." Pound was speechless for a while.

At this time, there was a slight movement not far away, and it was a whine of "wuwu".

Funk also heard it, and turned around to find the miserable hairball under the cover of a stone.

It seemed to be affected by the movement just now, and its injuries were more serious, and it was lying on the ground and whining.

Funk walked over, knelt down with regret on his face, "Oh, after such an explosion, the little hairball is almost gone..."

Pound also squatted down, with complicated emotions, "Can't the wound medicine save you?"

He was an orphan since he was a child, and he was picked up to be raised in a large compound. Although he knew that hunting animals was a cycle of the weak and the strong, he was deeply envious of the mother-child relationship just now.

Funk shook his head, "This kind of injury...injury to the bones on the back is like a person's back bone being beaten, and it needs to be treated with light."

But Pound, the magic spell of the light system, still can't.

Feeling helpless again, Pound couldn't help stretching out his hand, and looked at the white and tender palm in his sight.

Open, hold the palm, so beautiful but so useless... Suddenly a thought flashed, and finally remembered that there was something wrong with this hand.

From Lord's memory, Pound knew that Lord's financial situation was difficult. Whether it was travel expenses or tuition fees, Lord had been working as a handyman in the past few years of living alone.It stands to reason that such a person should have a pair of rough hands, but Lord's hands are smooth, tender, and flawless, without any signs of calluses or peeling, which is unreasonable.

Thinking about it again, Lord has been practicing the "Growth Promoting Curse" of the earth system in recent years, which is the spell that promotes the growth of plants.Growth, growth... Gathering the earth element to supply energy to promote its growth... So, could it be that while Lord condensed the earth element, he also operated some light elements, and then repaired the hands that cast the spell! ?

Pound recalled the records in the basic scroll that the effect of the earth-type "promoting spell" affects all plants, but to affect animals with flesh and blood, it must be done with light-type magic, just like what Funk just said Same.

But the elements are different, so the spells that drive the elements must also be different?

Could it be that earth-type spells can only drive earth-type elements, or can those with similar effects be universal?

At this time, Pang De did not have the crisis awareness that the spells of different departments could not be crossed to avoid the disorder of the elements in the body like the traditional magician. After thinking about the deduction, he decided to give it a try!Otherwise, it may be too late to go back to the town to seek medical treatment while holding the little beast.

So, Pound moved his hand over the little beast's injury, and began to condense the light elements.

And in order to prevent the earth-type "promoting spell" that will be used next from being unable to drive the light element, in this meditation, Pound tried to adjust the strength of the elemental vortex of the light system and the earth system to the same level, in order to make the light system and the earth system The system elements coexist, and the two follow the growth law driven by the "promoting spell", and use the linked light system to heal the little beast.

If this kind of operation is known by the emissaries of this world, they will definitely laugh at Pound's ignorance and stupidity.

The use of spells across different categories and the simultaneous absorption of two elements are all factors that cause elemental disorder in the body!If the elements in the body are disordered and offset each other momentarily, the elemental vortex will no longer be able to condense, which is equivalent to losing magic. This is the most feared consequence of the magicians.

But the above worries, under Pound's meditation method with the mysterious scroll, are really nothing to worry about.

Meditation is to enable the magician to distinguish the elements more finely, and it is the fundamental method to solve the disorder of the elements.Pound was able to learn meditation by mistake, and without the misleading experience of the past, he made this attempt after his own deduction, which is a kind of stupid luck.

The magic cycle practice in the previous period allowed Pound to easily gather the dual elements. Although he is not familiar with meditation, and the light is more and less, and the light is more and more light, but as long as they exist at the same time and cast a few more spells, he You should know if it works or not.

Funk squatted beside him, and seemed to know what Pound wanted to do, "Do you want the flesh of the hairball to grow like a fruit!?"

Pound's serious face was reflected by the ever-changing green light and golden light in his hand, and he burst into tears when he heard the words.Although this description cannot be said to be wrong, Pound suddenly didn't want to admit that his thoughts could be guessed by Funk...

But after thinking about it, Pound's subordinates had condensed the strongest elemental magic power during this period, and then he deliberately used the way of meditation to recite the spell silently, and at the same time operated the elemental vortex of the earth system and the light system, aiming at the injury of the little beast cast.

After operating in this way, Pound thought that he would encounter difficulties, but strangely he didn't feel any obstacles, and even went smoothly.However, there is a possibility that this method has made a fundamental mistake, so there is no response.

But Pound persisted to the end.

When he felt the counterattack effect of the earth and light elements in his body due to excessive operation, which caused the imbalance of the elements; that is, dizziness, cold sweat and nausea, Pound had to slow down the magic in his hand.

He opened his eyes that were closed because he was concentrating on casting spells, only to see that the injury on the back of the little beast was still unhealed, and his heart was filled with disappointment.But nausea kept churning in his stomach, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his clenched teeth were trembling uncontrollably. Pound, who was reluctant to stop, had to stop casting spells.

At this moment, I actually heard Funk shout out in surprise.

"Look! The hairball's hair has grown back!!"

"..." The elements in Pound's hand were released, and his whole body was powerless.

Funk quickly caught it, "What? Are you too tired!?"

Pound wiped his sweat and calmed his breath, "...Where is the hair?"

"Here!! See that!" Funk pointed to another, shallower wound on the front leg.

Pound didn't pay attention to that spot before, and only turned his gaze back to the most injured spot on the back of the little beast.Looking carefully, I found that it was a large piece of bloody flesh. Although the area has not become smaller, the injury seems to have become much shallower. Some places where the bones are almost visible are now covered with a layer of muscle. Not obvious.

Looking at the state of the little beast, it also changed from a painful whine to a slightly faster but regular and steady snort.In addition, the little beast's wet eyes were obediently half-closed, and after Pound stopped, he immediately opened his eyes and looked at Pound.

"Aw---" made a small sound, as if asking Pound to continue what he had just done.

This lifted Pound's spirits, and he looked at Funk with bright eyes, "Give me the golden stone!"

Funk was a little taken aback, and it took a few seconds for him to realize that he found the golden magic stone that Pound had been practicing from the ring.

Pound held the magic stone with his left hand, and borrowed the magic stone to fully absorb the water elements to circulate in his body; this was to balance the unbalanced environment in his body just now. He wanted to dilute it with water elements, and then used these elements to condense a water ball and sent it to the small Before the beast.

The little beast looked at it in confusion for a few seconds, then stuck out its tongue and licked it, then opened its mouth and said "crazy", and crushed the water polo in its mouth, as if it still had more to say.

Seeing this, Pound got a few more to quench the thirst of the little beast, and then absorbed the elements of the earth and light again.

With the help of the magic stone this time, the pressure on Pound to absorb the elements was relieved. He focused more on balancing the strength of the two elements. Under his palm, a greenish-golden spell glowed smoothly.

But with Pound's current ability, he can't load the excessively concentrated elements. He can only heal, interrupt the rest, heal, interrupt the rest and then heal the continuous cycle.With this kind of effort, by the time the sun went down, the little beast could already walk on its quivering limbs. Although a large piece of fur was still missing, its skin was already in a new state of pink.

Pang De couldn't help picking up the little beast and gently touching it, "I didn't expect it would work."

When he raised his head and said this, Pound didn't realize that his face was genuinely happy and relaxed, even mixed with some warmth.

Funk stared blankly for a few seconds, twisted, and Nana said, "I, my back hurts too."

For the first time, Pound laughed briskly.

Pound didn't know what he was laughing at, he just thought that this world should be much more interesting than the original one.