Chapter One Hundred and Eighty-Five The Discovery of Duland

Durand thought for a moment, then suddenly stood up slowly, his face was indifferent, his eyes closed, and he only used his hearing to sense and pursue.

He was still holding the research report in one hand, and in the other hand, he turned his palm and took out the wooden knife white, ready to fight. After all, this is Snell's real room, and although he has stunned him, who knows if there is any mystery and weirdness in the research tower? Are there traps?

"You...... I...... I...... This...... ......"

The voice was still ringing on and off. In the quiet room, the indescribable weirdness and coldness are hairy.

Durand held his mind, closed his eyes and listened, while holding his breath, and restrained the sound of his heartbeat and blood, following the source of the sound, quietly moving his steps little by little.

After walking for a while, I suddenly felt the tip of my nose hit a hard, cold, and very smooth object. Durand opened his eyes in amazement, and now that he had hit a cylindrical container in the center of the real room!

At this moment, right in front of his eyes, through the transparent container shell, there is a dark face, close at hand, opposite his eyes!

Duland's whole body tightened, even though his will had been tempered as tenacious and stable, he still couldn't help but take half a step back.

That swarthy face, the hideous black face of the dwarven captive in the container, was right in front of him, across the wall of the container, staring at him deadly!

"It's this dwarven captive?" Durand saw that the dwarf was rare and quiet, lying on the edge of the container, his lips not moving, and he did not know how to make a sound.

From the dwarf's face, Durand clearly saw a strange feeling that he didn't know how to describe.

"It's weird......"

Durand was puzzled, and if he thought about it carefully, most of the black dwarves had no wisdom or affection, and they didn't even know if they had souls.

In the Zagul Mountains, Durand fought fiercely with thousands of black dwarves, except for the dwarves of the void god level, the rest of the dwarves were all alchemical puppets. There is no expression of will and wisdom without any will.

The dwarf in front of him was a dwarf officer, only one level higher than the lowest-ranking dwarven soldier.

This kind of relatively low-level dwarf should not have any feelings, but this dwarf captive has been angry, angry, crazy, and hideous...... and so on, almost all the time in the container crazy struggle.

And at this moment, it was even more rare to be quiet, lying on the edge of the inner wall of the container, staring at Duland.

Durand frowned, completely unincomprehensible.

I looked left and right. It didn't seem to see the results of Snell's research on the dwarf, Durand got closer, and was about to look more closely, but accidentally touched a switch, and a large number of formations appeared in the container, forming countless attack spells, tilting towards the dwarf captive!

"Oops, how could I be so careless." Durand hurriedly turned off the switch, and the magic light in the container gradually dissipated. But the dwarves were taken captive. But it has been stimulated to go crazy again, and it struggles on a rampage. He roared angrily, constantly roaring, but this time. All sounds are intercepted by the soundproof walls of the container.

I don't know how the previous voice came out and was captured by Duland.

"It seems that this dwarf captive is really a little different." Durand put away the wooden knife. Seeing that Snell hadn't woken up yet, he simply used his "God's Perspective" with all his strength and stared at the dwarven captives in the container.

The gaze was blocked by the dwarf's black skin. It bounced off, and the dwarf's skin was not only amazingly defensive, but also had the ability to refuse to perceive.

But Durand is no longer the Durand of the Zagul Mountains.

The power of the rules of judgment was fully mobilized by Duland, and all of them converged in the pupils of his eyes, blending in the sight of the "God's Perspective".

This time, when his gaze touched the black dwarf's skin again, the rules of judgment made the dwarf's body stiffen slightly, and the black skin was directly weakened a lot, and the power of exploration took the opportunity to penetrate deep into the black dwarf's body.

The power of judgment can weaken all kinds of tangible and intangible qualities, physical defenses can be weakened, soul defenses can be weakened, and even the opponent's perceptual defenses can be weakened. There is the power of judgment to open the way, and the power of probing to take advantage of the void - Durand just did it casually, but he didn't know that he had inadvertently overcome countless difficulties that countless battle mages could not solve!

In this way, Durand threw himself into the investigation.

Gradually, all the other things in front of me disappeared, the real room slowly faded, and the cylindrical container gradually disappeared, leaving only the black and stocky figure.

In a trance, Durand saw another vague figure on the black figure - tall and slender, but not tired, but full of strength and quite strong. It seems to be just a phantom like a mirror, and people can't see it real.

"Huh?" Durand seemed to see something subtle, and he didn't care about the pain in his eyes, so he used his eyes to stare at it.

And so, the ghost gradually became clear.

After another moment, Durand's whole body suddenly shook violently, and he immediately froze, unable to move for a moment, and his face was full of shocked and inexplicable expressions: "This is ...... What the hell is this...... What?!!! ā€

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Snell slowly opened his eyes, and finally woke up, recalling the events of his life before he fainted, he couldn't help but sit up suddenly, and shouted, "I'm not dead yet?" ā€

He subconsciously checked his own condition, his face became extremely ugly, and he already understood the reason why Durand knocked him unconscious, and the "judgment mark" in the depths of his soul was reinforced.

"Awake? When you wake up, get up quickly. Duland's voice came.

Snell's emotions were agitated, and when he thought that life and death would be controlled by Durand in the future, he felt extremely depressed, so that he didn't hear the strange tone in Duland's words.

Snell slowly stood up, staring at Durand not far away, and suddenly saw Durand holding the research report in his hand, his face couldn't help but change, and he roared in a low voice: "What did you do to me?" They even took advantage of my coma to peek at my research report! As he spoke, he stepped forward and snatched the report back.

But when he was done, he regretted it.

Although this report on the melting of the divine fire was important to him, he was extremely rude in his anger, if it annoyed Duland......

Thinking of this, Snell couldn't help but stiffen his body, and his face became extremely bitter little by little. Gritted his teeth and said, "Duland, I made a note of what you did to me today." I'm in your control of life and death now, so you can do whatever you want! ā€

Unexpectedly, after Durand was taken away from the research report, his face turned slightly cold, but he quickly returned to normal, and asked directly: "Can you contact the Sendro gods outside the academy?" ā€

"What?" Snell thought that Durand would urge the Mark of Judgment to teach himself a lesson, but he didn't expect Durand to suddenly ask about the gods, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

Duland's face was extremely solemn: "Answer me." Yes or no? ā€

Snell took a breath, calmed down, and asked with a slight twinkle in his eyes, "You want to find the gods?" Who to look for? ā€

"Anyone can do it, I have news that must be passed out immediately." Durand said, "It's better to be Manus, and so can Nightwing." As long as you can get in touch with the gods. ā€

"I can't find Manus, and Nightwing can't find it." Snell shook his head, "There is a certain possibility that the water god Seldon. But ......"

As he spoke, he glanced at Duland, and sure enough, he saw that Duland's face became a little hesitant, but this hesitation only lasted for a short moment, and Durand seemed to have made a decision. He took a deep breath, as if he wanted to suppress the bad memories about Serdon for a while, and then said calmly: "Serdon can too, contact me now!" Hurry up! ā€

A cold flicker flashed in Snell's eyes. Obviously, Duland's command tone offended his pride, but he was also a little strange: what kind of news did Durand want to convey to the outside world, and he would be so eager? He even temporarily restrained his resentment and hatred towards Seldon!

"The Preparatory College prohibits contact with the outside world. I can't get you to talk to Seldon right away. Snell led Durand to another room, and as he went, he said, "I can only give one signal to let Sheldon know that I have something to do with him, and then he will find a way to communicate with me." ā€

As he spoke, he came to a corner of the real yĆ n room, activated several very strange devices that looked like mechanical flesh and blood life, waited for a moment, put his finger on a button, turned his head and finally asked, "Duran, are you really looking for Sedor?" To be honest, I don't really want to contact him, or you tell me first, what are you going to say to him? ā€

Durand didn't say a word, put the knife on Snell's neck, and said: "It's about the victory or defeat and survival of Sendlow, even if it's the water god Seldon, I don't care, I must spread the news immediately and let the gods know." You stop talking nonsense, hurry up and contact me! ā€

Snell looked at Durand coldly: "...... Okay, I'll get in touch. ā€

With a movement of his fingers, he pressed the button.

Durand didn't put the wooden knife down, just resting flat on Snell's neck, squinting at the rattling devices.

Even in the sky above the Yongzhan Fortress, in front of tens of millions of battle mages, Durand did not show such emotion.

While Snell was deeply humiliated and angry, he couldn't help but feel even more strange.

After another moment, Snell's face suddenly moved, and he let out a "huh".

Durand frowned slightly: "What's wrong?" Not good yet? ā€

Snell seemed to have encountered some very incomprehensible accident, and in a hurry, he unswiped the wooden knife around his neck, lowered his head to play with the communication devices, and pressed the button several times in succession.

Gradually, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his face became a little dazed: "Something is wrong with the device?" No, the device should be fine, the shooter and adder are fine, and the signal should be out, but ...... But why didn't the acknowledgment signal come back? ā€

The confusion on his face grew stronger, and at the same time he became more and more focused.

This is the character of the researcher, the greater the question, the more clear it must be explored. When he realized that there seemed to be something wrong with the device just now, he didn't even bother to offend Durand, and directly pushed the wooden knife away.

After the wooden knife was washed twice by the seven-colored waterfall, it had turned into a fierce knife that restrained the battle mage, and with just that click, Snell was cut through the palm of his hand, but he didn't realize it.

Durand tried to calm himself down, and waited for a few more moments before slowly asking, "Can you tell me that I gave birth to something?" ā€

Snell had stopped at this time, no longer adjusting the device, he stayed for a while, opened his mouth, and said with difficulty: "There is nothing wrong with the device, the signal has been issued." ā€

"And then? What is the problem? ā€

"The problem is ......," Snell clenched his fists, "the problem is a signal, it seems to be ...... It seems that there is no way to pass on the preparatory college, and it cannot be ...... Pass it on to the outside world. It seems that there is some strange force that refracts my signal to go out, or absorbs it directly. ā€

Duland's brow furrowed deeply, squinting at Snell's facial expression, and he was silent. (To be continued......)

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