The layout of this prison where Monia is imprisoned is quite strange: dangerous and important people like the little mage should not be held at the gate of the prison, but the guards put the little girl and the elves in a position where they can escape. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Is it because you are too confident?

The little mage didn't think so, and in the process of following the guards, she was surprised to find that there were only three cells in the "prison" on this level, one of which held Monia, one for the elves, and the last one was empty, and all other spaces were the guards' living quarters!

That is, the "prison" of this level is most likely temporary! It was originally intended to be an area where the guards of this secret prison lived! But if there are guards, there will be prisoners, and where will those prisoners be held?

Monia fixed her eyes on the guards who were moving away, and after a moment's hesitation, followed.

What the hell is going on?

The short-haired orange mage silently looked at the empty cell, at the messy hemp rope and the tape that had fallen on the ground, his brows furrowed, and he did not say a word for a long time.

It wasn't until the guards arrived that he said coldly, "Open the door." ”

The guard was stunned when he heard this, and subconsciously looked into the cage...... Nothing? He wiped his eyes and looked again, but there was still nothing and no one. Already aware of what was happening, he immediately followed the mage's orders to open the cage and retreat aside.

The mage stepped into the cage and reached out to pick up the messy hemp rope all over the floor, frowning: there was no trace of violent break-free, it was completely natural shedding. Gently placing the hemp rope on the ground, he began to chant a mouthful incantation.

One syllable after another with mana blurted out, weaving a huge spell vein, and with the last syllable being spat out, a picture appeared in front of the mage and the guards—it was a small mage who was bound.

"It's amazing, is this a spell?"

The two guards were amazed, but the mage did not bother to listen to their exclamations at this time, and tried his best to control the flow of the picture, and finally fixed the scene at the moment when the little mage escaped...... Then, the mage's eyes widened violently, and he saw an incredible scene!

The little mage disappeared from his cell.

Just disappeared?

The rope tape on his body naturally fell off, and the trace of the little mage from this world completely disappeared.

The mage looked at this scene, and suddenly seemed to be speechless, his spell was a low-level spell trace unique to the Angus school, this spell consumed a lot of mental power, even if he was stuck on the verge of promotion, it was quite difficult for him to cast it.

But even the unique spells treasured by such a school have not found out how the little mage came out.

Mages know that spells are all sorts of strange spells, and you should never be presumptuous and assume that you know all about a mage's spells. However, the mage knows better that spells are not omnipotent, and limited by various factors such as the mage's mental power, the affinity of the ether, and other factors, there is really a limit to what a low-level mage can do.

How did she escape?

Sitting quietly in the cage, the mage assumed that he was being imprisoned like this, what kind of way would he use to get out? He propped his chin and frowned, and after a long time, he sighed faintly: no matter what he thought, there was no way for him to escape such a situation.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't think about going over to hunt down the little mage.

The difficulty of the mage is always known only to the mage himself, the guards here have no warriors, and they have not learned the relevant spells of the real vision, and the only one who can find the little mage who has escaped is the mage himself. But the mage himself knew that what he thought of, the little mage should be able to think of as well.

Invisibility will definitely be maintained by her at all times.

Sure enough, the most useful thing for low-level mages is tricks.

With a wry smile, the short-haired orange-haired mage hung his head.

"What happened?"

Just as the mage was distressed, a voice sounded beside him.

On the second floor, the prisoners must be held on the second floor!

Watching a group of guards disappear into the dark hallway, Monia discovers the location of the real prison. She took a few steps forward, and was suddenly surprised to find that her body was gradually evolving, and subconsciously raised her head, at the door of the corridor, there was an inverted triangle with a golden one-eyed coat of arms that was flashing with faint golden light.

True Eye Crest?

Is it the handiwork of a high-level mage?

Monia stopped, sensing the will of the ether, sensing the good and evil that existed in the underworld.

Then she took a few steps back and looked at the entrance of the corridor in surprise, in her senses, this pitch-black entrance was like a beast's open mouth, as if as soon as it got closer, it would completely swallow her at all. Of course, there is no way to devour people at the entrance, and Ken's omen is quite obvious - the second layer of the dungeon is definitely extremely dangerous!

To go in or not to go in?

Curiosity kills cats, never let your ** completely dominate yourself.

Monia chose to back off, and although she was curious about the second floor of the dungeon, a wise mage would never let herself be under the walls. What's on the second floor? Whatever it is, it will not be more important than the safety of one's own life.

Just as she was about to leave, the torch behind her cast a shadow.

Another group of guards!

Her face was hard to look at: she was so attentive to the entrance that she didn't even hear the footsteps! What a mistake!

I subconsciously wanted to cast invisibility, but the coat of arms on my head suggested that the little mage had a real vision here. If possible, Monia does not want a conflict to break out, and the outcome of the conflict is not good for both sides, and it is likely that both sides will lose.

She looked left and right, finding no place to hide, and after a moment's hesitation, she entered the dark entrance.

Entered the darkness that seemed to be devoured by people.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Romus, for letting her escape."

Romus let out a long sigh as he looked at the empty cell. He was an old man who followed Lord Rozka, and he knew exactly how much Monia, a young elven mage, had an appetite for the Lord. The Lord's favorite thing is the innocent and pure young girl with the eyes, and he is also very fond of female mages because of his first love, and his almost fanatical collection of elves is well known.

And Monia perfectly meets all the Lord's preferences, if ......

Anyway, the most urgent task now is to get these elves safely to the commercial capital, and it is more important to complete the most basic tasks than to give the lord a gift that satisfies him.

He glanced at the mage, now was not the time to offend people.

"It's okay." He replied, "It is inevitable that the manpower of your guild will be strained due to the attack of hostile forces, but in this case, it will be more difficult for me to deal with the trade routes. Rest assured, though, that our friendship won't fade for this reason. ”

The mage bowed and said, "Thank you for your understanding and support. ”

"Please also ask your help to transport this group of elves as soon as possible." "The situation is a little tense right now, and I don't want to keep them in this place of right and wrong, please understand," Romus said. ”

"Yes, I can understand your thoughts, sir." The mage said, "Actually, the reason why I'm here is largely to prepare for the evacuation of the elves, and outside the villa area, I've already contacted the Chamber of Commerce's convoy, and in a few moments it will be ready to be shipped. ”

"Thank you for your cooperation," Romans nodded, turning around, "I really don't like the atmosphere here, I'm just waiting for your good news in the villa." ”

"Rest assured, Mr. Romus." The mage bowed slightly, "Please trust our abilities, we will not let you down again." ”

"That's what I hope too."

What will the second layer look like?

Monia had made hundreds of assumptions, but she never imagined that when she walked the last staircase and stepped onto the field, she would be presented with something like this—a thick darkness that could not be dissolved, and there was nothing to see but darkness.

This is the second layer!

The little mage's eyes are far better than those of humans, and many scenes of humans who can't reach out and lose their fingers are clearly visible in her eyes, but this does not mean that the little mage has real dark vision. In the face of truly rich darkness, she, like any intelligent race, was unable to see clearly.

However, it is difficult to imagine that this truly lightless environment was created by accident, and it is likely that it was the work of the mage who carved the True Eye crest. Then, the nature of the prisoners in this prison is likely to be related to light, it may be photophobia, or it may be some special ability under the light, reminiscent of the real eye crest at the entrance, it is likely to be a stealth ability......

With that in mind, Monia took a few steps to the side, intending to avoid the guards and go straight back the way she came. Judging from the strong mage color of this place, nine times out of ten, this is a private research room for high-level mages, and it is really hard to say what dangers are in it.

Anyway, just avoid the guards, the next wave of guards will definitely not be so fast, as long as you stay away from the small area with real vision in time, you can easily return to the cell where the elves are held with the use of invisibility.

Thinking so, Monia came across some kind of cold object.

It was a cold iron with some kind of spell attached to the door, and Monia, realizing this, stopped moving and took a small step back. In any case, it's definitely a wise choice to stay away from the cages of the High Mages, as you never want to know what's going on inside.

The little mage's reaction was sharp and timely, but it still alarmed the creatures in the cage, not one, but all. Like a street lamp that suddenly lit up in her previous life, a pair of bright red eyes slowly opened in the dark, and the instinct of her body warned her that the owners of these eyes were all watching her.

"Oh my God."

With the faint glare of her eyes, Monia finally saw what was being held in the cage......

- Wind Demon Wolf, a third-order demonic creature.

The little mage remembered their scientific names in the afterlife, in this era, demonic creatures were only studied as biological mutations, and their real names should be spell-like creatures, the well-deserved overlords of the northern grasslands, the wind wolf.

There are at least dozens of Wind Demon Wolves here, and this kind of demonic creature played the role of the vanguard of the Demon Abyss army in both the Demon Abyss Invasion Era and the Qiming War Era, which is not very rare. But in this era when the Demon Abyss had just stretched out its tentacles, it was already quite rare for dozens of Wind Demon Wolves to gather together.

You must know that it is a third-order demonic creature, and its combat power is equivalent to that of a mage who has reached the end of the low-level path! Idle mages and warriors are no match for them!

It's better to slip away early.

Facing dozens of vicious gazes, the little mage strengthened his determination to escape as soon as possible.

"Click, click, click......"

The footsteps were getting closer, and the guards finally stepped onto the second floor of the prison.

"Strange," one of the guards asked, noticing the difference, "how did they wake up?" ”

"Don't worry about it," the other guard nudged him, "it's hairy every time I walk here, hurry up, finish early." ”

When their footsteps faded a little, Monia turned and walked up the stairs, gradually disappearing from the wolf's view. But I don't know why, the little mage can always sense that there is an idea that crosses the limits of space and locks on himself.

Is it the Wolf King?

She couldn't be sure, only sure that the cage of high-level mages was not so easy to break.

Still, even when I think about it, there is still a sense of unease.

No matter, I'll leave after rescuing the elves, I don't believe you can lock a distance of dozens of miles!

The little mage snorted coldly and continued on his way.

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