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"That's right, Brian." Gordon looked at the minions floating around on the orange liquid, "Since you're not a threat, who sealed you in this box?" This special metal material, as well as the magic circle on it, is more than just beautiful. ”

The creature's grooves twitched tightly before he said, "Oh, master, your question has brought back many unpleasant memories for me. The reason why I was put in this cold iron box and locked up for thousands of years was because of my previous master's relationship. Now that you've become my new master, I thought I should call that guy a different name and a 'bastard'. I really regret that I didn't memorize more insulting words so that I could scold him more bitterly......"

After expressing his disgust for the previous master, Brian slowly explained to Gordon why he was put in this metal box and sealed.

This strange-looking creature was last owned by a Grand Arcanist at the end of the Magic Empire of Netherduran. At that time, chaos, disasters, and wars were happening all over the empire. Arcanists are dying, and everyone is at risk. Brian's master is an expert in the sorcery of the School of Mind. As we all know, although the mages of this school are unsurpassed in their ability to play intrigue and trickery, their combat effectiveness is not strong.

In order to strengthen his strength, the Grand Arcanist turned his mind to the slimy brain of his servant, Brian.

Speaking of which, Brian looked like just a lump of pink meat. But the origin is not small. It is made from a part of the brain of a legendary dragon and underwent countless intricate processes, and it can be considered a powerful magical item in its own right.

The Great Arcanist who studied the School of Mind. It was decided to transform Brian into a mobile turret dedicated to casting Shaping spells.

The transformation was successful. Brian transforms into a powerful weapon that can spit fireballs with its mouth open and shoot ice picks with a single wave of its tentacles. However, the Grand Arcanist was not satisfied, and in line with the principle of making the best use of things, he wanted to evolve Brian into a machine that could amplify his mental spells.

But this time, the transformation of the real yàn failed. In just one night, Brian killed sixty-seven people with a plastic spell. And use mental spells to make eighty-two people crazy.

"You went berserk?" Gordon asked.

"Rampage, what does that mean?"

"It's a great increase in strength and a loss of sanity."

"Really? Well, I'll have to write down this new word......" Brian continued to float around in the orange-red viscous liquid. "To be precise, I'm not rampage. I was in a clear state of mind. I don't want to kill people, and I don't want to turn other people into crazy people. But the circle and constant spells that the Grand Arcanist had engraved on me had lost their control. ”

"I see." Gordon nodded. "That Grand Arcanist is just using you as a platform for carrying spells. Even if you were his servant, he wouldn't let your consciousness gain control and use of those spells. ”

"That's right!" Brian laughed, "If I had a human hand, I would definitely snap my fingers in approval." ”

After an accident in which the spell got out of control, the Grand Arcanist managed to temporarily restrain Brian. Then, he sealed it inside the metal box.

The orange-red liquid, according to Brian, can be used both to absorb energy and to provide it with nutrients to survive. The Grand Arcanist clearly wanted to go through time. The orange-red liquid was able to dissolve all of the out-of-control spell energy on Brian's body. After all, this brain is such a mobile knowledge base that no one is willing to give up lightly.

"My master. Is it fair that you judge that it was the whimsical bastard who made the mistake, but I was the one who ended up in jail? The brain looked indignant.

After a tantrum of temper, it added, "But that guy paid the price. Shortly after I was locked in the box, I felt like my psychic connection to him had gone. This means that the other party is dead. Although my body is still trapped in this blind and cramped place, my mind is free. ”

After the death of the Grand Arcanist, then the entire Nesseran Magic Empire will fall. The box containing Brian was found by many people. But for more than a thousand years, no one has ever opened this box.

The reasons are manifold.

As soon as some people saw the various strong ** arrays outside this box, they thought that there was some incredible evil monster sealed inside, and they couldn't wait to stay away, so naturally it was impossible to open it to death. Those who want to take the risk of opening the chest do not have the ability to break the seal set by a Nesser archarcanist.

Even if it ended up in the hands of the Eisenstein family, no mage in the huge family wanted or needed to open this chest. Then it was taken by Gordon.

If it weren't for the sudden source energy tide this time, which partially destroyed the magic seal that had passed through thousands of years, I am afraid that with Gordon's ability at this time, he would not have been able to open it.

The ins and outs have been explained. What Gordon is most interested in now is Brian's current ability: "Can you still use spells?" ”

"Of course not." Brian's whole body shook - for him, it was the "shaking his head" movement.

"Those out-of-control spell energy has been completely absorbed by this orange-red liquid. In fact, after twenty years in the box, I was completely restored. But unfortunately, because of that failed transformation and loss of control, much of the knowledge recorded in my body has been completely lost. ”

Brian had said before that there were many things he couldn't remember, not even his own masters.

"So, what do you remember now?"

Brian scratched his head with his tentacles—or rather touched his body: "History, geography, legends, customs and humanities, politics, art and culture, ......"

"It's all knowledge that doesn't work for me. Haven't you memorized one or two powerful spells? ”

Gordon's new servant thought for a moment, and then said, "No. But I think I still have a kind of knowledge. Should be useful to you - alchemy. Although all kinds of apothecary knowledge have been forgotten, the knowledge of enchantment, creation, and magical energy is still intact in my mind. ”

"That's pretty much it." Gordon nodded. "So what do you do now? Want to stay in this cozy cottage you've lived in for more than a thousand years? ”

"Nope! I don't want to stay in there for even a second longer! The brain shouted.

For this slimy, wet, fleshy servant, Gordon didn't want to take it with his hands. So he summoned a Tamsyn Float Saucer and put Brian on it with the mage's hand.

"Let's do it for now. I think the Grand Arcanist who made you should also give you this very inconvenient body, with a special mobility device. ”

Brian agreed: "Of course, when we get back to the surface, we'll start building a 'garment' right away......"

It's descriptive. Gordon realized that the so-called "clothing" was actually a kind of humanoid armor specially made for it.

"Is the orange liquid in this box still useful?" Gordon asked a question he wanted to know.

"Neutralizes the berserk arcane energy in me. After such a long time, it has long been useless. Of course, it tastes good, orange flavored. My esteemed master. You can try it...... It's just that it's piled up with my excrement for thousands of years, ahaha......"

Seeing Gordon disgusted by himself and a look of disgust, Brian laughed triumphantly. Although it is Gordon's servant, the joke-loving part of its nature remains.

The mage thought for a moment, suddenly smiled slightly, and immediately pointed out a fact that made Brian almost crazy: "In other words, you have been in this orange water for thousands of years. It's been eating and pulling, pulling and eating...... I think I really received an amazing servant! ”

Brian's pink body suddenly tightened, and then turned a whitedish color in pink. It rolls around on the Tamson float saucer. Two small tentacles slapped on the force field tray and crackled.

"Oh my God, master! Why are you so cruel, it reminds me of the things that I once deliberately forgot about jì! Oh no, I'm going to throw up! In order to survive to this day, I have to eat even what is mixed with my own excrement, is it easy for me? ”

Looking at this crying and noisy brain, Gordon laughed dumbly. Maybe it's more appropriate for this noisy guy to be a stage actor?

It took a while of retching and rolling for Brian to calm down. The folds of the groove on its body kept shrinking, and it gasped and said, "No, I have to eat a steak to suppress the shock in a while to make up for the loss of this thousand years." ”

Brian is also able to eat to obtain energy like normal creatures. However, because it is an artificial creature, its digestion and absorption system is quite more efficient than that of humans. At least the liquid mixed with its excrement doesn't smell bad, and it's much better than a human toilet.

Perhaps in order to save his image, Brian made a fuss and said to Gordon: "Master, I can help you solve a problem now." ”

"What's the problem?"

It stretched out its short tentacle and pointed to the wall of the hall and said, "I can help you find your way down there." ”

"Really?"

"Of course, the architectural knowledge in my mind happens to record the mechanisms in this hall." Gordon's new servant said, "First, you'll have to shoot a fire-type spell at that volcanic relief on the wall......"

On the six stone walls of this hexagonal hall, in addition to a variety of obscure Naiser scripts, there are also six reliefs, all of which are natural landscapes such as volcanoes, snowfields, swamps, and the sea. Gordon had sensed some faint magical aura from the reliefs on these walls earlier, but he had never found a clue to crack it.

After using a flaming hand on the volcanic relief, the walls suddenly burst into a red glow, followed by a crisp "click".

"Quick, use a spell with a strong acid attribute on the swamp relief!"

Gordon followed Brian's instructions and used another Yofu Acid Arrow.

To crack this mechanism, you need to master spells of various attributes. And more importantly, the caster must be strong enough to cast fast. And the control of spells must also be very precise.

Even Gordon, after following Brian's instructions and finally casting spells on all six walls, was so nervous that sweat was oozing from his forehead.

At this time, with one soft sound after another, the wall of the volcanic relief was divided into two halves, and a passage that continued downward appeared in front of Gordon's eyes.

"The hosts. This kind of mechanism was known to the famous architect of the empire, Mr. Panon. Brian explained.

The "empire" in this guy's mouth is not the Gray Gold Empire of Ferreton that Gordon is familiar with, but the Magic Empire of Netherduran that collapsed as early as the previous era.

Although the title is Master Builder, that Mr. Panon is a citizen of the Magic Empire. Naturally, he also knows some spells more or less. The "Panon Mechanism" he set up was mainly mechanical, supplemented by a small amount of magic, which was in line with the widespread use of magic in various fields at that time. Poles apart.

"I didn't expect that I myself was limited by habitual thinking. I've been looking in the room with the idea of cracking the spell mechanism, no wonder I haven't found anything just now. Gordon muttered to himself.

Among the Panon organs, there are very few spells used, so even if Gordon used the Eyes of Truth and Warning just now, he only saw some faint magical aura, and did not have the various complex spiritual lines, runes, and other elements that those strong ** magic mechanisms normally have.

"Alright, let's move on." Gordon said.

Use such an ingenious mechanism to hide the exit. There must be a more secret worth exploring underneath. Unable to contain his curiosity, Gordon continued with Brian.

This time. Gordon is more cautious, not only opening the eyes of truth and warning to detect whether there are any spell traps, but also carefully observing with the naked eye, and from time to time discussing with Brian, who is full of various architectural knowledge, to avoid the traps of various mechanical structures.

The further down you go, the colder the environment becomes. Gordon's own mage robes are constantly filled with spells that are not afraid of heat and cold, and his newly acquired brain servant is different.

"Ahh Brian sneezed.

"Your creator even installed this feature for you?" Gordon asked curiously, and then blessed the other party with a tolerance for elemental damage.

"Master, don't talk to me like a machine, I'm a creature! The normal reaction of living creatures to cold when sneezing! According to my information, there are ...... among the known creatures," Brian protested, waving his short tentacles.

"Alright......" Gordon shrugged, interrupting the other man's attempt to sell his knowledge.

One master and one servant continued to go deeper, and it didn't take long for the neatly built stone underground passage to be covered with a layer of crystal white snow.

Because of the protection of the spell, Gao Deng, who could not feel the change in temperature, was now so low that in the surrounding environment, Cheng Dù could condense a thick layer of ice.

In a subtropical region like the Hybon Peninsula, even if you go deep underground, you shouldn't be able to get as cold as the Northland Snow Country.

With curiosity in his heart, Gordon moved on.

Soon, in front of the ice cave, a pale blue light suddenly appeared. And there was also the sound of chattering conversations.

"Oh, woman!" Brian used his tentacles to make a gesture of covering his forehead: "One woman is equivalent to five hundred ducks...... Well, I have stored in my body a thousand proverbs from different times, races, countries, and planes, all describing how women are verbose and noisy! ”

"Not a woman, to be exact, but a goblin." Gordon has appeared, and those noisy little ones are the little goblins who were previously controlled by the evil spirits of Count Stirling, and later regained their freedom.

The two men were talking, when suddenly a light blue light flew out of the ice next to them. Only the little goblin with the size of Gordon's palm saw the two unpleasant guests, and screamed in fright, and his cute eyes widened: "Ah~~, there are humans and monsters!" ”

It snorted, and flew away in the direction of the blue light, and its screams were dragged farther and farther away.

Gordon had previously judged that these goblins were water-based. Now it should be corrected that they are actually ice attributes. He knew that these little things were not threatening at all after they were freed from the control of the evil spirits, so he was relieved and boldly continued to move forward.

Soon, with his new servant, he walked into a huge ice cave. The mysterious blue light I saw just now was emitted by a blue flower that looked like an ice sculpture in the cave.

"Strange, this flower is called Na Nu Boer. Yang Livic. Alessandro ......," Brian said. Gordon didn't have the patience to listen to that long list of names. In short, the flower is named after all the people in its entire adventure team. Moreover, it only grows in a place called Pure Iceberg in the Water Elemental Realm.

"The plants of the water elemental realm have appeared in the main material realm, and things are getting more and more interesting......"

However, compared to the two mages and servants who are immersed in environmental research, the other creatures in this ice cave are very uneasy.

There were almost a hundred ice goblins in total, and they were still chattering about something just now, but they all screamed in fright, scurrying around like headless flies.

In fact, Gordon would rather be flying around him at this time with a swarm of flies. Because at least it's quieter.

You can imagine how noisy these little guys are.

"Help, the evil mage is here with his terrible monster, help!"

The goblins screamed.

"I'm not an evil mage." Gordon sighed.

"I'm not a terrible monster either!" Brian waved his tentacles in displeasure. (To be continued!)