"Collection?"

Green looked thoughtfully at the stern-looking Bermonstein, and with a roll of his eyes, he probably guessed the purpose of the mage's coming to the Supreme Funeral.

Although this "great monk" looks quite mighty, he is actually a gentleman on the beam.

The young lord was guilty in his heart, but he didn't have the nervousness and sense of crisis when he sneaked into the funeral party. His current situation can be described as being in prison, but in a sense, it is a safe situation, there is such a big commotion in the prison, the whole funeral party must be under full martial law, search for himself and the place where the tear bells are, Green can't expect another popping clothes show at that time.

As for now......

Green stared at Bemonstein's fumbling back, not too worried about him hurting people. First, the two of them fell into an unknown area at the same time, and they needed to work together to complete the escape; Second, the Supreme Funeral Club turned on the magic suppressor, which is also specifically aimed at Bemenstein. A mage who can only cast four-ring spells at most, Green still has the confidence to take a step before he casts a spell, such as breaking his finger or something, not to mention ......

Green opens the Properties panel and clicks on his new title.

Grey Child: 30% reduction in physical damage, 25% reduction in elemental magic damage, immunity to death magic/necromancy below the sixth ring. Resists the debilitating effects of excessive blood loss, enhances the ability of cells to heal, and makes it more difficult to die.

This is almost the ability that Green dreams of: immunity to most of the Black Magic of the Six Rings is undoubtedly a blessing in disguise, and it can be called a guarantee of life safety for Green, who is destined to do something with Deya. In addition, damage immunity is equivalent to defense enhancement, and resistance weakening is to ensure that the combat effectiveness will not be reduced when dying, and in terms of speeding up healing, Green needs to test to know the specific effect, as for the last item, to put it bluntly, it is to reverse Murphy's theorem: reduce the probability of the worst possible occurrence. Many movies have a plot where the main character is stabbed or shot. Some of the protagonists have cups and some protagonists are ginseng winners, in fact, it is nothing more than a pointer, always guiding to death or life, the effect of the Gray Child is to ensure that the pointer remains on the living side as much as possible, which will play a great role in survival in more dangerous battles in the future, thinking that the funeral teacher named Lando wants to kill himself. But instead, they gave away their heads and gave rewards.

Green couldn't help but glance at the big bald head, although he was wearing an ordinary mage robe that could be bought on the street, whether it was the spell casting gesture or the code of action just now, he looked like a mage of Endymion. The demon capital Endymion has gathered tens of thousands of mages, although it includes apprentices, it is still an extremely large number, and about seventy percent of them are good at elemental magic, that is, more than seventy percent of this big bald head may use elemental magic as its main combat force. Imagine that an elemental spell below the four rings is also reduced by a quarter of its damage?

Green simulated a sifting of chaff in his mind, ouch, I'm so scared.

But then again, if this mage dares to break into the funeral party, presumably his original strength will not be too low, right?

As the saying goes, knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent is invincible, and curiosity together, Green simply took advantage of his search and threw a systematic identification on his body. Soon the vision was replied by the system.

[Bemenstein? Unevis, rank unknown. Strength Evaluation: C+, Awakening Cheng dù Unknown]

Unknown? Why didn't it be measured?

Green subconsciously glared. This seems to be the first time that the system has not worked, and he can't help but have a feeling of "it turns out that this system is not omnipotent".

The young lord couldn't get the information about the bald mage, but Bermonstein seemed to be aware of it, and turned his head to look at Green with a sharp look in his eyes, "Are you going to stand there until you die?" ”

Green gently stroked the little fox's head. Shrugging at the big bald head, "You're familiar with the Supreme Ode Funeral?" ”

Bemenstein frowned, he had been promoted to the Special Law Department for several years, and he had been favored by the old ministers of the Special Law Department from the beginning, and no one dared to talk to him like this for a long time.

But he turned around and suppressed his anger again. It was obvious that the kid on the other side was not afraid of himself, although it was not clear why he had no fear, but at the very least, the collapse of the walls and floors of the collection room definitely had something to do with him.

So Bermonstein breathed slowly and responded with a cold face: "Funeral party? It's just a small role that doesn't enter the stream, and my time is precious, so I don't have so much spare time to spend on this kind of second-rate organization. ”

"Isn't that the end of it, since you're not familiar with me, just by searching here, even if you can find something, can you recognize where we are based on it?" Green couldn't help but roll his eyes, if he didn't know, he didn't know, would he talk well? Don't you see me so humble and polite? It's like dragging 258,000 one by one, your uncle and I still want to save the world!

Bemenstein frowned again, he snorted coldly, and he didn't want to lose face, "Hmph, of course I know this kind of thing!" You've got time to play tricks on me, so you might as well think about how to get out! ”

it! What's going on with Nima's tsundere? Are you a big man or a big bald head with BlingBling, the most important thing is that you are a demon? Law? Teacher! What a proud person you are!

The corners of Green's mouth twitched, and the strange sensation almost made him see the holy light. He suddenly remembered that he vaguely remembered that there was a series of attacks before, and it seemed that he was using his head to hit hard, so he couldn't have broken his head, right?

Wait, think about it carefully, this guy seems to only show the potential that can barely be called proud, and Jiao shouldn't be able to beat it in this aspect, right? So...... This guy is not tsundere! Yes, how can this rugged guy be tsundere, I must have thought too much, huh! Vegeta Ancestor or something won't show up on this guy!

"Is there anything you can do, are you just going to wander?"

The bald Bemenstein called out to him with a gloomy face. The two of them always maintained a certain distance, wary of each other, except for this most primitive method, the bald mage who did not dare to rush forward could not make Green move.

But Green does have some ideas.

"Wait a minute."

He held the little fox in one hand, put the middle finger of the other hand into his mouth and wet it, then raised his hand and stood there for a while.

Although the environment here was dim, Bermonstein relied on his special vision to see Green's actions clearly, and he couldn't help but be a little inexplicable, "Milge? What are you doing? ”

"Wind measurement." Green looked like he was right-on-place. This time it was his turn to look at Bermonstein like an idiot, "If we find the direction of air circulation, we might be able to blow up a hole." It's a trick that you can understand as a trick, and while it's not precise, is there a better way for you? ”

The bald mage stared at him without speaking.

Green wasn't expecting any constructive advice from this guy. Put down your fingers and gather the earth element in your hand. This place was originally located underground, and there were broken stones and bricks everywhere, and the communication between Green and the earth element was not slow, and in three or two seconds, the magic fist had been formed.

Then he turned around and threw himself at the wall in the back of the side.

"What are you doing ......?"

The bald mage's angry voice was drowned out by the explosion, and another cloud of dust filled the air, mixing with the rumble of the wall blasting and collapsing. Green leaned over with his snort covered, and could see some light faintly in the smoke.

Really!

"Bemenstein!" Green turned and shouted with his mouth covered. "There's light here!"

Hearing Green's shout, the bald mage didn't care, and raising his hand was a simple wind spell. Compared to a half-spellcaster like Green, Bermonstein is indeed extraordinary, and he can instantly cast spells in the underground where there is a trace of the wind element, and as soon as Green's voice fell, he felt a chill in his ears, and he whistled softly, instantly sweeping away the smoke and dust. Revealing the faint glow behind the hole in the wall.

Seeing that Bemenstein's gaze was attracted, Green quickly took the opportunity to climb onto the stone pile and pull out the holy sword from the wall. Then he jumped down and said to him, "Looks like I guessed right." ”

Bemenstein stared out of the cave for a moment, and then he turned around, "...... This is the base camp of the funeral party, and none of us can escape unless we help each other. ”

Green nodded solemnly, and in his heart he wished for the same. He still remembers the memory information he had absorbed from the funeral instructor. Part of it made him very concerned, leaving the Funeral Society stronghold urgently, and it was of course good to have an ally in this tribulation, Green had long intended to cooperate with this big bald head, and whether he wanted to kill you or die after escaping was another matter. But he clearly didn't want to be the one to speak. So he deliberately showed his worth, hoping to take the initiative - and although the value was a bit off, it was clear that Green had succeeded.

"That's a good idea, but I guess your so-called cooperation is limited to the Mana Suppressor." Green walked over with a smile, not afraid of his annoyance. At this time, I don't know who will kill the deer.

Bermonstein nodded, "As soon as we get out of the mana suppressor, we'll go our separate ways. ”

Green scolded a slut in his heart, but he still stretched out his hand with a spring breeze on his face, "So happy to cooperate." ”

The bald mage glanced at him, reached out to shake him, and nodded.

The alliance between the two people was concluded but each had a ghost, and the guard in his heart was not able to let go for a while, even if he was moving forward, he kept walking side by side, and he didn't know how much the relationship between the two was, but in fact, it was just a narrow road, and no one was willing to walk in front. However, this situation did not last long, and out of the hole in the wall was a short corridor, and the two of them made their way down the corridor, and soon came to the end.

"No way again?" Green looked at the wall in front of him in wonder, wondering if they were both going in the wrong direction.

The bald mage didn't say a word, gathered the magic elements in his hand, and directly threw a fireball. I have to say that although Bemenstein's strength is suppressed, the realm is still there, and his understanding of spells crushes Green I don't know how many levels, whether it is the communication of the elements, the guidance of spells, or the shaping and power control, it is much stronger than the failed magic fist, a fireball thrown over has no waste of mana and ensures the power of the superple, feeling the extraordinary of the big bald head, Green couldn't help but smack his tongue secretly, I don't know what the identity of this guy is, if he is not suppressed by the magic suppressor, what kind of strength will it be.

"There's so much oxygen here." Bemonstein frowned, still a little unhappy with the size of his fireball. In his opinion, this kind of spell that is so simple that it can't be simpler should be able to control zhì to achieve divine transformation.

Green rolled his eyes again, this guy is a model of pretending.

The scorching heat gradually dissipated, and the fiery red color slowly disappeared in front of the two of them. Grimm had thought that the bald mage's fireball had completely scorched and melted the wall, but what he didn't expect was anything other than the color change caused by the heat. The wall in front of me was not damaged in the slightest.

Bemenstein's brow furrowed and he raised his hands and released the fireball, but before he could make a move, Green stopped him.

"Wait a minute," Green said suddenly, his eyes moving, pointing to the wall. "Look, there's writing on the wall!"

The bald mage didn't know why, so he removed the spell and got closer to check. Previously, the corridor only maintained the basic brightness of vision, so it seemed that every wall was the same, but when it was burned by the flames, the red part of the wall lit up, and the two finally saw that the wall at the end of the corridor was actually engraved with a few lines of text.

Μηλεγε,καιλεξει?εμονουνομα.δειδεσελεξαι;

ωδεπαλιω,μεγαθαυμα,λεγωνεμονουνομαλεξει?.

“…… If you don't say it, you say it. Didn't say it? Green stared at the strange words, and the system in his mind naturally reflected the translation.

"Can you read it?" Bermonstein was a little surprised, this was probably the first sincere expression of emotion since he met Green.

Green nodded, and the specific meaning of this sentence is probably to say, 'If you don't say it, then you say my name, and you have to say it.' But if you say it, you don't say my name. So it's going to be a miracle'. These texts are not actually the scripts of the world of Gnodia, but the ancient Greek of the former world. Due to its rarity, the miraculous makers are used as one of the game's countless text systems, and it's understandable from the setting. However, what made Green wonder was why such writing appeared in the underground stronghold of the funeral society?

"Is this a riddle?" Bermonstein reached out and touched the recessed inscription, "Need an answer, or is it just an engraved inscription?" ”

As a player. Green didn't believe in gratuitous carvings in such a place, he thought for a moment, then faced the wall, cleared his throat and said, "σιωπ?." ”

It's quiet.

Am I guessing wrong?

Green scratched his head in confusion and was about to say it again. The wall in front of him shook suddenly, making a rumbling sound like the friction of rocks, and slowly sank into the ground, revealing another corridor in front of it.

This time, Bermonstein's eyes were a little unusual.

"What did you just say?" Even the mage didn't know all the languages, and the big bald head couldn't help but ask curiously.

"σιωπ?, meaning 'silence'." Green replied casually, but there was no trace of joy on his face after success. The words taken from ancient Greek, as well as the setting and way of solving the puzzle, all reminded him of a familiar name.

"You don't look happy?" Bermonstein also noticed Green's strangeness.

Green shook his head suspiciously, no longer guarding against the big bald sneak attack, and walked one step ahead, walking towards the new path. In less than two minutes, a bend was turned, and another wall blocked the way for the two of them. Bemenstein consciously lit up a pinch of fire in his hand, slowly swept across the wall, and sure enough, there was another row of strange words.

But this time, Green thought about it and answered, the wall didn't react at all, and half a second later, a small hole suddenly appeared in the ceiling of the hallway, and an arrow was shot in Green's direction. The young lord seemed to have expected it, and dodged the cold arrow with one side, but instead of checking the location of the arrow, he stomped his foot and scolded viciously.

"What's wrong? What's the problem? The bald mage hurriedly turned back, but the roof of the shed had already closed. He asked, feeling a sudden sense of foreboding in his heart.

"Damn, I know where this is!" Green was a little angry, "This is the Minotaur Underground Labyrinth!" (To be continued......)

PS: It's coming to the end of the semester soon.,Our professional exams are very few but require the final semester to hand in a variety of works.,These two weeks are particularly busy.,The update will be very unstable.,Roll all over the ground and ask for your forgiveness.