That's embarrassing...... I finally managed to get out the thing hidden in the horn, but I haven't learned it yet, so I wilted? It's not time to be dumbfounded!

For all these questions, Wei Xu could only look at Robben. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The energy was forced, and Robben, who was blowing smoothly, directly held it in his mouth in one breath, and it took a long time to slow down.

"What happened just now, boss?" Before Wei Xu could speak, Robben had already asked. He felt that this horn was unusual, but he didn't expect it to be so unusual! What's hidden in there? A soul? Or something else? What the hell is this horn for?!

"Blowing the horn sets off the circle inside the horn, and this circle can induce an illusion to teach outsiders the characters recorded in it." Luo Ben knew that Wei Xu would vomit his purpose, so Wei Xu didn't do anything to hide when he explained.

"Huh? So powerful? Robben looked at Wei Xu in surprise. Boss, did you just learn any powerful moves? ”

"Uh......" Wei Xu touched his nose lightly. Something went wrong before...... So I was just like to ask you if you just felt something wrong? ”

"Wrong place...... Robben groaned, his brow furrowed slightly, his thumb gently sliding over the ancient lines, gently rubbing the delicate object. Speaking of which, this horn makes me feel that something is wrong, that is, when I blow it, it doesn't feel as smooth as the usual horn, but the old feeling is something......"

"What's the downside?" Wei Xu muttered softly, what can he disadvantage from? It feels like this thing has always been such a mysterious thing, Robben wants to say what the feeling is short, even if Wei Xu forces him to say that this feeling is something, he can't say why.

"Duwakin ...... Could it be because he's not a Dragonborn? Long Da spoke up at this time, and after Wei Xu separated him from Long Er, the two dragons stopped. At this time, Wei Xu didn't have to deliberately block the two dragons from talking.

"Because Robben isn't a Dragonborn?" Wei Xu glanced at the bald head in front of him, and his tone was a little suspicious. "Do you really want me to learn how to blow this trumpet first?"

Just as Wei Xu was wondering, Derryman's voice sounded outside the door: "Boss, that guy has been recruited." ”

"Hey...... Isn't that high elf mage very hanging? Why is it such a spineless move? It's only been a few days. Wei Xu flipped his hand, and for the time being, he took the horn to his personal space and studied it in his spare time.

When Derryman arrived at Wei Xu's room, he was wearing a cloth robe, and it seemed that the blood stains on it had not yet dried, and those who didn't know would probably think that the butcher of the butcher shop had gone out before he had time to take care of it.

"Thanks to your tricks, boss, otherwise those torture techniques we commonly use may not necessarily make this guy speak." Derryman said with a smile. The three days of sleepless torture have put him under a lot of pressure, but now that he has asked everything, he naturally feels a lot more relaxed.

"I've read some idle books before, but I didn't expect them to be usable now." Wei Xu smiled lightly, unimpressed by Derman's compliment. He has learned more torture methods from some TV dramas on Earth, and Derryman has only tried the trick of pouring pepper water through his nose. After speaking, Wei Xu added: "Let's go over now, I just happened to ask this archmage in person." ”

"Yes, boss! Please follow me. Hearing this, Deriman saluted Wei Xu respectfully, and then walked outside.

Wei Xu got up lazily from his seat and straightened the folds on his clothes before Shi Shiran followed Derriman to the dungeon, followed by Robben......

Damp, gloomy. The smell of blood mixed with the smell of rust, plus a hint of rancid and earthy smells, and the stench of excrement combined to create the unique smell of the dark dungeon of the Half Moon Collar.

The dungeon is the same. Wei Xu really wanted to carry forward the "humanitarian care" from the earth, but it turned out that in the face of these criminal spies in the sky, the spark of humanitarian care could only be extinguished by people with mocking eyes and sticky thick phlegm. Some guys just need violence to be subdued, and condemnation and well-intentioned questioning can only be self-inflicted.

The place where the high elf was imprisoned was the third cell on the left, and Wei Xu's arrival did not attract the slightest attention from the high elf. This was the second time Wei Xu had seen this guy who had assassinated him in the first place, and the first time was when he had just been captured by Derriman. At that time, although he was a little embarrassed, his face was quite neat and his body shape was normal.

However, this time they met, through a layer of prison doors, Wei Xu could clearly feel the decadence and depression on the figure tied to the torture rack in the cell. Cuy stood by the door, there was no blood on his body, and it was estimated that all the torture was left to this guy Deliman. But from the smile on the corner of his mouth, it can be seen that this guy has got what he wants.

What does Cue want? Of course, it's the spell of this mage's psychedelic rage! Cuy said he was a psychedelic high-level mage, but he could only use calming techniques. Psychedelic spells were already scarce, and even Wei Xu hadn't seen them in the library of the Mage Academy. Now that he has captured this psychedelic mage, Coy naturally won't let go of the opportunity to torture spells from him.

"Boss ......" saw Wei Xu and his party coming, Kuy immediately stopped the smile he couldn't help but show, and saluted Wei Xu.

Wei Xu smiled at him and nodded lightly, "Good job, open the door." ”

"Yes!" Cuy replied respectfully, and at the same time took out the key and opened the cell door.

"Squeak......" The sound of the cell door opening finally made the guy raise his head slightly, and the guy's features were completely obscured by his messy yellow hair.

"Ho-ho-......" The High Elf Mage's body twitched slightly, and an inexplicable sound came out of his throat.

Looking at the sloppy appearance of the guy in front of him, as well as the foul smell coming from his body, Wei Xu couldn't help but wrinkle his nose: "What's your name?" ”

The high elf glanced at Wei Xu, who was asking, and said with difficulty: "I am a member of the Ancestral Divine Mage Regiment, Crisus. ”

His voice was hoarse, and he had to pause every few words to soothe the pain in his throat. It is estimated that this guy has suffered a lot in the loss of pouring chili pepper water.

"Ancestor Shenzhou? So you were sent by Somer to assassinate me? Wei Xu raised his eyebrows, this answer was expected. He fought against Somer from the beginning, and later directly destroyed a legion they sent. If Somer didn't do something about himself, he would feel uncomfortable.