Pokemon phobia

At the same time, in the Shadowmoon Forest Mage Tower.

The invisible blade slid across quietly, and in the blink of an eye, the rolling blood stained the entire smooth stone ground red.The sound of the dead body falling into a pool of blood spread out to the accompaniment of the heartbeat, making it particularly eerie and terrifying.

The mage wearing a gray-black robe stepped on the blood spreading on the ground and walked to the corpse. With a wave of his staff, the head with disheveled hair floated up, revealing the distorted face of a middle-aged woman. .

"No. 18..."

Major inspected the head for a few seconds with the eyes of looking at magic materials, and the staff paused on the ground.The blood seemed to be drawn upstream by a pair of invisible hands, and then slowly penetrated into the grooves and crevices of the staff, dyeing the originally flawless staff like white jade with a thin layer of red.

And the moment all the blood entered the staff, dots of black flames burned on the headless corpse on the ground, and disappeared without a trace after a short while.

Mai Zhe turned around carelessly, walked to a huge unfinished magic circle beside him, waved his staff to control the head to fly into a reserved space, and then used the rosy staff as a pen on the ground Continue to outline the circle.Each stroke of his will leave a deep groove in the ground, and the scorching blood will seep from the staff to fill the groove again.

"The blood of the elves is the base, and the soul of Azera is the anchor..." Major muttered to himself, "It's a pity that the high elf was taken away, otherwise, there would be no such trouble."

He finished painting a small part, and the staff in his hand returned to its pure white color.The old mage pouted unhappily, walked outside the magic circle again, selected a target, and walked there leisurely.

This time his target was a young man with flaxen fluffy curly hair and rather soft features.At this time, the young man was frozen in a weird movement, as if he was instantly frozen in the process of retreating to avoid something, whether it was the hair, the hem of the clothes or the expression of disbelief, they all maintained a dynamic dynamic full of tension.

Major raised his staff again and waved lightly, and the frozen time and space returned to normal in an instant.The young man lost his balance uncontrollably and fell to the ground, then quickly rolled over on his side and sat up again, gritted his teeth and looked at the old mage: "Teacher...why?"

Major raised his lips indifferently, the long beard and wrinkles covering half of his face made him look less murderous: "Why?"

He looked down at the young man and laughed lowly: "You ask... don't you think it's ridiculous?"

"How many Forbidden Curses mages do you think are willing to have so many apprentices? It's all you untalented trash." Major said slowly in his usual tone, "And they are willing to use the blood of elves and a lot of precious Don’t you realize it’s wrong to transform your body with magic materials? Since you’ve kept it, it means that you’re voluntarily becoming new reserve materials when something goes wrong in my experiment…”

"Of course, it's also possible that you guys are so stupid that you can't see this abnormality." Major said with a smile.

The young man clenched his fists tightly and stared at Major, only to see the old mage waved his hand, and a distorted ripple in the space in front of him shot again rapidly.He immediately dodged to the side, but finally fell to the ground screaming.

One of his thighs was cut off.

"Do you know why you haven't died yet?" Mai Zhe said leisurely, "Because you are my most satisfying test subject, and your body will be my reincarnation container at the last moment." Picking up the broken leg, he inserted the staff into the end of the bone marrow and began to collect blood. His eyes were a little regretful, "It's a pity that the time for me to obtain that high elf is too short... My lifespan is not long, and I'm afraid it will be too late." I can't wait for the next such perfect high-level magical creature. Drawing your power now will weaken my physical talent a lot in the future, but there is no way, the blood of the elves is no longer enough."

When he said this, the leg had been drained of blood and turned into ashes under the black fire.

While continuing to draw the magic circle, Major said to the young man crying and rolling on the ground: "My dear Sennivan, don't stare at me with such terrible eyes. If that 'Evans' hadn't snatched away My high elf, hum, I wouldn't do this to you either."

"How unfair this world is. Humans can only live on for 60 years, but high elves can waste and squander more than a thousand years of life. Why?" Major's expression became ferocious, "Why? What! I want to join the Tower of Sages and learn how to prolong life from those damn 'sages'... The ideal is Sharman's method of transforming a lich! But they rejected me! Just use the 'use blood The cruel method of transplanting to improve my magic talent' this inexplicable reason rejected me!"

"Why! Why! I'm 180 years old! I can't last much longer! Why is it so unfair!" Major roared, the staff dropped the last heavy stroke, and the big formation made of blood gradually faded away. It turned into black, and the phantom with black flames was jumping and burning on it.

Mai Zhe looked at the formed formation, and laughed slowly and softly, and gradually the laughter became louder and louder, revealing a bit of madness.He suddenly turned his head to look at the Xiqi Desert, and gritted his teeth: "You guys forced me! I can't become a lich here, so I will go to the Demon Realm and find those undead creatures! You don't want the Demon Realm to come to Azera... Alright, I want to do this, and this is the price you pay for rejecting me!"

After he finished talking to himself, he looked sharply at the shivering young man curled up on the ground, and teased again, "Oh, my dear Sennivan, you look really weak. But don't be afraid, I will cure you, how can I make my future body a disability?"

Sennifan was panting violently, his vision was already blurred due to excessive blood loss, but he still stared at Major's direction, and said word by word: "You are a lunatic, there will always be someone to stop you."

Major smiled nonchalantly.

"Don't dream, I have already activated all the magic circles... The situation like that of Evans last time will never happen again."

-

Kadororov drove his private airship in a remote air corridor and blocked Tyron who was sitting by the flower bed with Carlos and watching the scenery.

"Taron Evans! How could you just run away like this!" The old dwarf was furious, waving his heavy crutches and trying to knock on his helmet.

Taryn looked at him inexplicably.

"The Wall of Eternity! Do you remember? You destroyed a large area again, shouldn't you express it?"

Tai Lun was silent for a while, thinking that he didn't come to ask for money.Sure enough, the old dwarf continued quickly: "You, immediately go to No. 39 of the forging room to help, and use your body to pay for this huge debt!"

Tyron was shocked by the last sentence that sounded particularly dirty: "I thought I should help build the wall." And the piece of eternal wall that he destroyed was really not a "huge amount", at least it took He who returned the space ring could afford it.

However, his bad friend is deliberately finding fault with him: "Shut up, do you think I will allow you to touch the wall of eternity?"

Tyron: "..."

He endured it and finally gave up struggling.

"Rorov, do you know?"

A bad premonition rose in the old dwarf's heart: "Know what?"

Tai Lun put one hand on his knee, propped his chin and said: "The surface human race on the extreme northern glacier invented a kind of food, which was selected from the pure snow on the top of the mountain, buried deep in the middle of the snow layer and squeezed. The pressed hard ice is wrapped with the magical plant 'Cambass' bought from the south, and transported to the kitchen of the noble mansion. Chefs will use special tools to grind it in the cold ice cellar , turned into fine ice crystals no larger than dust, and then poured with thick nectar collected from the 'Goddess Smile' that blooms only three days a year in Kanstar, and served while it is still undissolved The noble table."

"When the nobles sat by the fireplace and scooped up this precious dessert with spoons carved from magic crystals and put it into their mouths, they could feel the fine and soft sand turning into slurry between their lips and tongues, diluting the sweet and greasy nectar, bringing With the coolness that makes people feel refreshed from head to toe, pouring into the throat."

Rorov raised his eyebrows and couldn't help swallowing.

But I only heard Tai Lun speak again in a deep tone: "When the eternal wall melted before my eyes, I felt the same as those nobles."

"...Tyron Evans!"