time traveler

Taking out the magic potion to replenish the blood bar, Dennis felt that he had escaped from the weakness of the hemorrhage, but before he could recover, he saw that troublesome little girl strolling like a stroll in the back garden Go to the corridor outside.

"Wait, wait! Where are you going... Oh! Sister! I beg you! Just stop doing it!" Dennis wailed again.

Xia Run couldn't understand what the other party was howling, shrugged and continued to walk out.

In fact, Xia Run is not such a reckless person at ordinary times, but today, for some reason, he doesn't like anything, and feels inexplicably depressed and irritable, with an urge to destroy everything.

He clenched his fists unconsciously, his finger bones were squeezed by a huge force, and there was a "cracking" sound. The pain from his fingertips piercing his palms woke Xia Run up suddenly. , Looking at the slowly oozing blood, he subconsciously felt that something was wrong from the moment he left the space-time rift, that empty feeling, as if he... lost something important...

what happened to him?

Xia Run felt restless again, put down her hands resentfully, not caring about the small wound that was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, picked up the decorative mirror hanging on her waist, knocked on the carved mirror surface, and wanted to take out... …

Xia Run was startled, tilted his head in doubt, stared blankly at the small mirror carved with auspicious cloud patterns in his hand, and suddenly realized, what the hell is he doing with the decorative mirror.

Feeling even worse, Xia Run hung the mirror back on his waist, silently guessing, maybe some evil formation was set up in this broken room, which affected their cerebral cortex, which led to a change in their mental state, don't believe it Look behind him, isn't that red-haired guy who is wailing hysterically or something an example?

After the analysis, he felt that he had better leave here as soon as possible!With a wave, Xia Run called the little red umbrella back into her hand, opened it with a "click", and turned into the corridor.

Dennis, who just got back his dagger, finally shut up his chattering, silently watching the little strong man leave the living room door, and then saw a blue light flashing in the corridor, and another burst of magical light effects, the whole room was deafening He trembled a few times with the sound of the earth magic explosion, and when everything was quiet, the unscathed little girl came back holding the little red umbrella, and stood in front of him prettyly, spreading her hands at him.

"What, what are you doing?" Dennis couldn't help shivering in fear. At this moment, he was already a little unsure of the race this little girl belonged to. Such a vigor must not be human!Then secretly wondered if the other party was a dragon, otherwise how could the skin be so thick that even magic could not penetrate it!

Being unable to understand the language, Xia Run simply took the dagger from the opponent's hand, picked a flat metal floor and carved a formation of awareness, and then carved in the formation: "Where is this?"

Dennis didn't dare to resist, and could only cry without tears as he watched his precious magic dagger being used as a carving knife, and then gradually he opened his mouth wide and froze in a daze.

In fact, he didn't know any of the words carved by the little girl, but it didn't affect him in the slightest to understand what the other party wanted to express. He glanced at the ghost-like lines carved next to the words, and was secretly shocked. What kind of magic is this? s things?Simply unseen, unheard of!This is a miracle!

Seeing the short knife handed over by the other party, Celtic picked it up and continued to carve piously below:

This is the Western Continent, where you are standing now is the Celtic Mage Tower.

Stopping the dagger, Dennis looked up, and the other party obviously understood, and was looking at him with his little head tilted, as if asking what Celtic was.

Dennis lowered his head and continued to engrave:

Celtic is a great magister, and this mage's tower is his home. The residence of each mage is often the highest achievement of their lifelong research, and also their most priceless treasure, just like the dragon's lair !Each of them will go to great lengths to protect their intellectual property and accumulated wealth, so don't wander around, it's full of traps and magic...

After writing this, Dennis had no choice but to stop the dagger resentfully, still feeling a little unfinished, but the strange lines have been engraved with words, and there is no room to write...

The other party also noticed that there was no space, so he stretched out a white and tender finger, and lightly pressed it on the handwriting, "Squeak—" Amidst the ear-piercing scratching sound, Dennis suddenly widened his eyes and stared dumbfounded. Watching the little girl flatten all the handwriting with one finger, the ease was like pressing a piece of tofu just now, and then she looked up at him, her big watery eyes seemed to say: continue.

Dennis swallowed, and continued tremblingly: I am Dennis, from the Thieves Guild, who are you?And from where?

After engraving the last stroke, Dennis raised his head, and saw the little girl's peach eyes suddenly widened, the black pupils became deeper, and there seemed to be a little golden light shining in the depths of the pupils.

Dennis moved closer and was about to take a closer look.

At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly surged in the closed space, sweeping everything with a trembling terrifying force.

In the lower corridor of the mage tower, the puppet guards trapped by Dennis' traps stopped walking; the smoke and dust floating in the corridor stopped changing; the pendulum of the clock in the room, which was moving at a constant speed, stopped suddenly; In the middle, a drop of water dripping from the stone puppet froze in mid-air; the petals beside it also stopped dancing; Dennis, who was close at hand, was about to lean forward, with his waist still maintaining an upward arc.

Time has stopped!

Xia Run didn't notice anything, he stood there blankly, his pupils had turned into golden vertical pupils, and the berserk golden energy surrounded him, almost tearing everything around him apart, and the huge The unknown energy also tried its best to suppress Xia Run's side, offsetting the damage caused by the golden energy, and at the same time repairing the space that was about to be broken.

After a while, Xia Run's slender eyelashes drooped slightly, the golden vertical pupils disappeared, the sphincter muscles of the pupils relaxed, and the black color gradually returned, and everything around him suddenly returned to normal.

Blinking his eyes, Xia Run woke up from the trance. For some reason, he suddenly felt a deep sense of exhaustion pouring out of his body, and the tide submerged him... Taking a deep breath, he forced himself to cheer up , looked at the writing on the ground, then took the dagger from the red-haired brother, and carved in the formation: I am Xia, from Kyushu, and a warlock.

Warlock?Dennis froze for a moment, it was the first time he heard this word, took the short knife, and was about to continue engraving, when suddenly there was a "buzz" in his brain, and a loud voice exploded in his ears.

"I just said, where is there such a commotion in the house, so two little mice sneaked in while I was away!" A male voice with an aristocratic accent sounded from one side of the corridor.

The two of them were shocked at the same time, and they quickly clenched their weapons and put on a defensive posture.

"Boom"!The staff fell heavily on the ground, and the soft fluorescent light immediately rose from the floor, enveloping the destroyed halls and corridors. In the light, the collapsed and broken furniture began to recover, the gully on the ground was filled, and everything that was destroyed Like rewinding a video, it returned to its original appearance.

This miraculous recovery magic made Xia Run feel very familiar. He always felt that he had seen it somewhere before, but after thinking about it carefully, he couldn't remember it. He just vaguely felt that it should be in a forgotten dream... …

Before he had time to think about it, he saw a gloomy middle-aged man slowly appearing at the end of the corridor with a staff.

The middle-aged man was wearing a dark purple mage robe inlaid with luxurious gold trim. A skinny right hand was exposed under the wide sleeve of the robe. He was holding a staff as high as a person in his hand. Fist-sized wind magic was floating on it. Crystal, those piercing dark blue eyes were staring sharply at the two uninvited guests in the corridor.

It's the Great Magister Celtic!

"Damn! Why did this old bastard come back early! Didn't he say that it will take ten days? Information is not allowed to kill people!" Dennis muttered with a mournful face, quickly grabbed the magic dagger, and threw it in the opposite direction neatly, ready to Run away.

The lightning of magic flickered, and seeing that Die Wu was about to launch successfully, Celtic snorted coldly, the magic elements surrounding him fluctuated slightly, and Dennis was about to follow the trajectory of the short knife to teleport, but was caught by a The binding spell stayed in place.

Watching the magic short knife draw a parabola in the air again, and fell to the ground with a "clang", Dennis was so aggrieved that he was about to cry, and deep despair rose from his heart: his Tanti God!It's the second time!Is today his ordeal?Or is he really not suitable to be a thief?

"Welcome, my daredevil friends!" Celtic walked over without haste, politely took off his hat and gave a gentleman's salute, "As a warm and hospitable host, I invite you all to visit me on the basement floor. If you want to wander around in the luxurious prison cell, I think you will not refuse, right?"

"No! Excuse me for refusing!" Dennis refused righteously, and then twisted like a snake, which made him break free from the magic bondage, and then turned his wrist, but he didn't know where to touch it. He took out three short daggers and stabbed Celt's throat fiercely, preparing to kill him by surprise.

There was a surge of wind elements around Celtic, those daggers immediately turned their blades and flew back at a faster speed, and then he lifted his fingers lightly, and more than a dozen wind blade spells were formed out of thin air, striking both sides like lightning. people.

The dagger and the wind blade flew in front of Dennis' eyes in the blink of an eye. His heart sank, and he secretly felt that today he was going to confess here. At this time, he hadn't completely broken free from the shackles of magic, and there was nowhere to dodge, so he closed his eyes in despair. .

With a "snap", the dagger was bounced away, and Dennis quickly opened one eye, which was bright red.

The little girl with wide sleeves and long lapels stood in front of him holding a small red umbrella. At this time, the umbrella surface of the bamboo umbrella became extremely huge, almost filling the entire corridor, and the wind blade hit the umbrella surface like raindrops. Make a "bang bang" explosion sound.

Because the two were very close, Dennis couldn't see the little girl's expression, but could only see the soft curls on the top of her head, and the corners of her lips tightly pressed under the dark hair, her little hands holding the umbrella looked It seemed to be weak and weak, but it held the handle of the umbrella firmly, not trembling at all due to the magic energy exploding on the umbrella surface.

Dennis was a little moved. The slender and somewhat thin girl in front of him was only as tall as his chest, but unexpectedly made him feel very safe and reliable. It felt like facing his master...

The little girl lifted her eyelashes expressionlessly, and glared at him fiercely with her beautiful peach eyes: "What are you doing in a daze, break free quickly!"

"Oh!" Dennis replied stupidly, feeling that something was wrong with his intuition, but now he didn't have time to think about it, so he quickly broke free from the magic shackles, turned around and picked up his magic dagger.

"It's kind of interesting." Celtic sneered, and the elements around him surged again. His skinny right hand raised the staff, and it hit the ground again, and the magic light wave emerged again.

The walls around Xia Run and the others began to soften and squirm, turning into mud and collapsing. Xia Run hurriedly turned the red umbrella to cover their heads, but the ground under their feet suddenly softened and turned into a huge pothole. People fell down together.