It wasn't until noon the next day that Alice woke up from her coma. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Her memory is still stuck in the moment when she overdrew her magic and used her family's secret magic. When she saw the scene outside the cave entrance, listening to the dialect about what had happened after she had fallen unconscious last night, Alice herself had the feeling that she was in a dream, and she did not expect that her magic would be so powerful.

Last night's spell was called "Summoning-Forest Watchman", and it wasn't the use of some kind of transfiguration, but a summoning spell that was rarely seen in the wizarding world at the moment, and Alice was using it for the first time.

The principle of this magic is to summon the will of the Treant warrior - the Forest Warden to descend on ordinary trees through the chanting of spells, and the magic provided by the spellcaster to temporarily transform ordinary ancient trees into Treant warriors to help the caster fight.

After hearing this, Fang Yan muttered to himself, no matter how you look at this magic, it feels inseparable from the elf clan, is it possible that the Abbott family still has the bloodline of the elf clan.

In the middle of the night last night, the tree man summoned by Alice had reached the time limit and turned into an immovable tree, which made the two of them lose a big help.

Fortunately, the worst-case scenario did not materialize. It may be that the battle between the two dialects and the eight-eyed spiders was too strong before, coupled with the deterrent power of the tree man, until dawn, no creatures came to attack again, but it relieved the dialect who had been worried.

In fact, he was too worried, the eight-eyed spider was not a creature that should appear in the primary trial area, even if there were only a dozen, it was far less than the number of spider groups in the intermediate trial area, but it was also absolutely invincible in the primary trial area.

The eight-eyed spider is famous, and where the eight-eyed spider haunts, those other magical creatures dare to approach easily, and they have long been far away, so naturally no creature will disturb them.

Fang Yan checked Alice again, and found that most of her physical damage caused by the magic overdraft had recovered, and the rest could only be slowly adjusted by her own recovery system, but it didn't affect the battle anymore.

Fang Yan himself, after a night's rest, his magic and physical injuries were also restored. Although he was mentally exhausted from the night's trepidation, a bottle of pick-me-up potion was no longer a problem. Of course, this is also a temporary helpless move, after all, you can't drink too much of the refreshing potion, and the dialect has to do it in order to hurry as soon as possible during the day.

After a brief tidying up, the two of them prepared to hit the road again and rush to the mission area. Before leaving, Fang Yan did not forget to collect all the materials on the eight-eyed spider, especially the adult eight-eyed spider, many parts of its body are very precious magic materials, and it has a wide range of uses in alchemy, potions and other fields.

Next, the two ran all the way along the way. After experiencing a series of battles, Fang Yan and Alice are very different from before entering the trial ground, and there is a faint momentum of slaughter on their bodies, and the whole person has become much more capable.

Sure enough, actual combat is the fastest way to grow. After only one day, Fang Yan and Alice felt that their strength had improved a lot, their mastery of magic spells had become more proficient, and their combat awareness had also improved a lot.

Today, the two of them have comprehended a trace of the essence of battle in the non-stop high-intensity battle, and slightly know how to fight. Especially in the dialect, he has a faint grasp of the rhythm of the battle. I believe that as long as he has experienced a few more high-intensity battles, he will be able to easily pierce that membrane, comprehend his own combat rhythm, and initially step into the level of battle master.

Battle Master is a title for an existence that has reached a certain level of combat consciousness. In the Harry Potter world, the top combat masters are undoubtedly Dumbledore, Voldemort, Ralfil and other legendary powerhouses; followed by the intermediate level such as Snape, Professor Flitwick, Mad-Eye Moody, and the heads of major families; Further down, there are the junior levels of Professor McGonagall, Professor Sprout, and the Aoro Elite.

Today's dialect, at the age of 11 - oh no, he is about to enter the beginner level at the age of 12, and he has to say that he is a genius in combat. It's just that it is unknown when he will really be able to step on that hurdle. Maybe it only takes one battle, maybe it will take a long time.

Along the way, the occasional encounter with magical creatures didn't bother Dialect and Alice much. Compared to the eight-eyed spider, the combat power of these magical creatures is undoubtedly much weaker. Under the siege of the two who had already cooperated very tacitly, the magical creatures left one after another, but contributed a lot of precious materials to the two. Fang Yan felt like he was playing a game, and he almost had a lot of fun constantly fighting monsters and dropping treasures.

Finally, at noon on the third day, the two arrived at Alice's mission location, the Styx.

As soon as they entered the area where the Stygian Lake was located, the two of them sensed the difference here.

Chill, an extremely strong chill enveloped every inch of the area.

Unlike the cold of nature, the chill that pervades the area where the Styx Lake is located is more like an imposing atmosphere. That's right, it's momentum!

Just like the so-called killing intent and coercion, this chill is like the momentum emanating from a certain creature, pointing directly at people's hearts. So even though Dialect and Alice had already applied several auxiliary spells to keep themselves warm and warm up, the chill they felt did not decrease in the slightest.

"Shaw, Sean, let's still, let's hurry up and find the Qingluo fish!" Alice was obviously a little tired of the chill, and she was a little trembling when she spoke.

"Okay." The dialect was not easy either, and the chill made him always feel like he was on the edge of the open mouth of some creature. He felt the temperature on his body and found that it hadn't dropped a bit, and it seemed that the chill that filled the entire area was only acting on his heart.

The two of them continued to move inside, and along the way they could already see some small rivers meandering under the dense forest, presumably tributaries of the Stygian Lake.

Out of curiosity, the two of them took a special look at the streams and rivers to see how the water flowing from the Stygian Lake was different from ordinary water. The two of them were a little disappointed by the result, except for the cold accident that was also full of water, it was completely different from the ordinary stream they had seen in the forest, and there were also small fish and shrimp and various aquatic plants growing in it.

In order to confirm, Fang Yan also caught a few fish and shrimp and observed them, and found that they were indeed no different from ordinary fish and shrimp. The only problem is that these creatures that live in the water don't seem to feel the inexplicable chill at all.

There was no gain, and the two of them had no choice but to continue walking upstream along the stream. After all, it's still about getting the job done first.

After walking for about ten minutes, Fang Yan and Alice finally saw the true face of the Styx.

"Shhh