"So fun?"

Tom saw that he was happy to hunt, and he also stabbed it with his dagger, leaving a shallow slash on the wall, and when he stabbed the second time, it seemed to have stabbed an invisible barrier, and was perfectly blocked, and the strength was not too big or small.

"Can anyone explain why?" He asked curiously, then touched the wall, "Does this guy think?" ”

"Mu Yan said it would." Amacer smiled, first slashed out a soft sword, and then the blade was coated with a layer of silver light, which flashed as if tearing through the turbid air.

With a "snort", the long sword sank into the wall, as if it had pierced it directly.

"Success?" Someone asked.

Amacer shook his head and drew his sword.

"The first sword is too weak to withstand the second sword, but the walls here are obviously much stronger than expected, and the power of the second sword is also stored by it, so next-"

He swung several more swords, all of which were blocked by the sword light of the second sword before.

"Lo and behold, it will distribute the absorbed power on its own, whether it is swordsmanship or magic."

"Maybe you should try this." Glazer said, and everyone looked over and saw that the old mage had the glasses he had just gotten from Shans on the bridge of his nose, and they all put them on.

"Repeat what you just did, Amather."

The elf nodded and complied.

Everyone saw that after Amacer's sword was slashed, a gray number "-11" appeared on the wall, and quickly disappeared.

When the second sword is stabbed, two numbers appear on the wall, one is "-11" with a white shield shatter logo on the front, and the other is a bright red "-874".

Next, Amacer stabbed three swords with a rapid leap, three numbers in a row, all with a white broken shield emblem.

“-274”“-289”“-311”

After the three swords, all traces on the wall disappeared.

With intuitive numbers to explain, what Amacer just said could not be clearer.

"Is magic similar?" Glazer asked, his hands itching terribly, but the magic power on his body was locked, and he couldn't even release a small flame.

Amather habitually searched for the mages in his team, then looked around and realized that he was the only one with the ability to cast spells.

"That'...... I'll try it. ”

He popped out a wind blade that could probably blow out a candle, and slammed into the wall with a soft "pop", this time not even a number, but a huge "MISS" popped out.

“……”

The elf didn't know what to say, and although he didn't understand the words, he vaguely understood what it meant.

"Ahem, Mu Yan tried the icicle at that time, and it will be stored, and then offset with the second icicle. Then he used his staff to unleash a spell, the spell I should still remember. The elf thought for a moment and said, "Icey-Elorrhuca-Oriaist"

"It's Icey-Elorrhuca-Oasita, right?" The old mage couldn't help but ask, "This is the spell of the Ice Spike." ”

“…… Well, that's right. ”

"By the way, he also said, 'The Secret Door will only make judgments on discrete attacks, you either destroy it with one hit, or you will continue to input energy, otherwise it will be reasonably broken down and then cancel each other out'!" Surya had been silent, and now she finally remembered Mu Yan's original words.

"Break down and offset?" The old mage muttered, and although it seemed so, he always felt that something was wrong.

It's like there's some misunderstanding that he hasn't been able to discover, and a strange sense of awkwardness has always haunted him.

What's wrong, decomposition and absorption? It doesn't seem to have anything to do with energy......

As the old man pondered, Surya pulled out the wooden sword that Lancelot had lent her. The wooden sword, as thin as a cicada's wing, pierced the wall like a hot red needle piercing a piece of butter, and it didn't even splash the slag.

Not only that, but the patterns on the walls twisted and crumpled at a speed visible to the naked eye, converging towards the wounds, as if a hole had been made in the center of the table and the tablecloth had been pulled from underneath the hole......

Although Glazer could not cast spells, his powerful perception was still there, and at this moment, it seemed to him that the elemental frame that made up this wall was torn apart, disintegrated into the most primitive dead element, and continuously sucked into this sword, and at the same time, a surging element full of life was released, and it rushed in a certain direction in a line.

It looks like it's overhead......

This didn't last long, and the patterns on the entire wall were gone.

"It doesn't look like much has changed......

Hosdi grunted and took a step forward, his hand just resting on the wall.

"Boom-"

It was like a castle made of sand, and the rotting wood slag fell with a bang.

Hosty's movements seemed to knock down the first dominoes, and the voices came back to him one after another, and the walls in front of them collapsed one by one, and finally only a spiral staircase was left in front of them.

"I, I didn't mean to......" The castle lord was a little overwhelmed, and his tone was a little aggrieved, "I didn't expect it to be so ...... Frail. ”

"It's okay, you're doing a great job." Glazer patted him on the shoulder, and was the first to walk over, for he saw a sign beside the staircase with a line written in Kragon.

What do you think 'exp' is?] I don't mean something that has been given to you by someone else with gratitude, kindness, but the most primitive thing that has been obtained by killing and then sucking from the corpse of an enemy, what do you think it is?

"What do you think 'rank' is? Again, I am not referring to something that has been given to you by others with gratitude and kindness, but something that has been brought about through the ascension of the 'experience' mentioned above.

"If you're the same as I am, then go ahead and enjoy everything you deserve.

"If you don't think the same way as I do, then this place is the final place for you. 】

……

"There was also a sign in the Wind Sky with a line written in Samika, but it wasn't as obscure as it looked." Amacer also came over, "At the beginning, it said 'Fools, congratulations on coming here, either become slaves or come forward to fight', but it was burned by Mu Yan's guy." ”

"So we're going to do it too?" Uno held the torch in his hand and was eager to try.

"Forget it." Amacer shook his head, "I think in retrospect, Mu Yan was copying the behavior of that druid patriarch in the first place, and with his character, he would indeed burn what he couldn't understand. Now that I have Mr. Glazer, I don't have to do that. ”

"Explosions and fires are a mage's romance," Glazer shrugged, "and it's some kind of subtle hint that will help those who come after it, so let's leave it at that." ”

After saying that, he was the first to step on the steps, and Amacer hurriedly followed, protecting his father-in-law.

He vaguely felt that this scene was somewhat similar, and it seemed to be the same in the Wind Firmament.