The southeastern region of the island of Montico.

A miniature floating island.

Shrouded in enchantment, the outside is covered with mist, and you can't see the reality inside.

After settling the contribution points at the base camp on the island of Montigo, the sorcerer team arrived in a beast boat and soon stopped outside the island mist.

Andre stood up, took out an octahedral blue crystal, and chanted a spell against the island mist.

The blue crystals shone slightly, and then became brighter and brighter, radiating a huge beam of cold light on the misty side of the island.

All the fog that was exposed to the cold light was pushed aside, forming a wide avenue in and out.

André held the blue crystal all the time, and the wizarding team of the Sky Tower slowly sailed into the island in a beast boat.

The mist closed again behind them.

A giant pansy that took up almost the entire floating island caught the eye of the wizarding team.

Purple, white, yellow, three colors of flowers compete with each other.

A strong smell spreads everywhere.

No matter how you look at it, they are all pleasing to the eye!

Just ignore the scene of the giant pansy rooting in the ground, the dense tentacle-like fibrous roots wriggling between the pale bones.

The bones are partly human, and partly alien.

Andrey's wizarding team arrived with a group of prisoners of war from the Grove of Bones.

For the convenience of transportation, all of them were in a coma.

Otherwise, even if a wizard comes out of the bone forest, seeing this white bones on the ground, he may not be able to remain calm and accept the doom that he is about to bring.

After a slight salute to the giant pansy, André commanded the wizard apprentices and threw the official wizards and more third-level wizard apprentices into the white bone field.

Some of them were awakened by this rough demeanor.

When they opened their eyes and opened their mouths, before they could react, the fibrous roots of the tentacles, which had been a little lazy, surged with excitement like sharks smelling blood, and penetrated through the mouths, eyes, noses, ears, and other places on the bodies of these wizards or wizard apprentices.

He couldn't even scream, but he didn't die, only his body was constantly conditioned by the unbearable pain.

But soon, this physiological instinct was also suppressed because the whole body was covered with fibrous roots.

A sound similar to the clattering of flesh and blood was faintly heard in the white bone field, and although it was not the first time that the wizard team present had seen this kind of scene, they still couldn't help but feel creepy.

Especially when they saw that the prisoners of war in the Bone Forest were not only plundered of their flesh and blood, but even their soul consciousness was sucked away by the roots and turned into nourishment, nourishing the entire magic flower, making it bloom more delicate and bigger, and the fragrance was even stronger, making people feel drowsy when they smelled it.

This is the drowsiness that acts directly on the soul.

Even Andre, a first-level wizard, is a little sleepy.

Not to mention the batch of third-level wizard apprentices under his command, some of them are almost closing their eyes.

The reason why they are invincible is because of the alchemical items that William brought to them.

And not their own capabilities.

André had heard William say by chance that there had been a master who was good at potions to collect this fragrance and make it into a potion gas that was three to four times stronger than the current one, and when suddenly released in battle, it could often achieve unexpected results.

It's just that the most basic rosemary fragrance is so powerful, how strong should the potion gas be three or four times stronger?

Andre had no doubt about the lethality of this potion gas, and the only thing he was glad about was that this kind of magic plant had only been owned by Lord William, and making this kind of rosemary potion gas, which had obvious effects on official wizards, was not something that ordinary potions masters could make, and the procedures were cumbersome and the materials involved were also numerous.

These thoughts flashed through André's mind, and André knew it was time for him to leave.

He saluted the giant pansy again, then took out the blue crystal again, opened the misty path, and left with the wizard team.

They need a break.

The misty floating island is quiet again.

It's just that there are more white bones in the bone field.

After some time, the wizard team led by Kunubis also brought a group of prisoners of war and threw them into the bone field as nourishment for the giant pansy.

Pansies have gotten bigger.

After a while, Kunubis and André, as well as Tina, came over.

Only this time they didn't bring prisoners of war with them.

His wizard squad also suffered many casualties.

Everyone had a look of indignation on their faces, and it seemed that everyone had a lot to say.

But looking at the pansy that was still peaceful, no one said anything in the end.

One by one, they left.

The last person to walk was Tina, who took a deep look at Pansy before leaving.

Time passed bit by bit.

The day is getting closer and closer when the source of despair will be fully opened.

Above the small floating island under the mist, above the giant pansy, I don't know when, a cold and quiet starry sky image appeared.

One by one, the stars emerged one after another, moving in a certain trajectory in the starry sky, turning into a brilliant star map.

The star map is getting brighter and brighter, and the stars are moving faster and faster.

Suddenly, a mysterious river with no head and no end came out of nowhere, directly crushing the galaxy.

The galaxy dissipated.

Only a mysterious and strange river flows quietly, exuding an ominous omen, but it also makes people feel irresistible.

At last.

The mystery has also dissipated.

At this moment, with a tear, William stepped out of the stamen wrapped in pansy.

The giant pansy withered.

Standing in front of Pansy's corpse, William was covered in a viscous and smelly liquid, his eyes were red, mixed with the meaning of madness and destruction.

It took a long, long time for the madness in William's eyes to disappear and he slowly regained his clarity.

"Sure enough, even with the demon plant pansy as an intermediary and devouring so many wizard souls, it still had an impact on my consciousness. It's like a ghost powder. Fortunately, the effect of the potion thorn bird is still there, and the impact will not be so serious. William assessed his situation and said secretly in his heart.

Of course, William "ate" so many wizards and wizard apprentices, and the harvest was not small.

William snapped his fingers, and the raging wind and water energy particles in the void rushed to obey him, washing away the slime from his body and drying it off.

After feeling the physical comfort, William said again, "Magic Mirror, Magic Mirror, list my current attributes." ”

The Voidhound stepped out of the mirror space, holding a magic mirror that looked like a grain of rice to it in its mouth.

"Master, master, your current physical attributes are as follows......"