Cluck, cluck......

The sound of horses' hooves was getting closer. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Suddenly, two tall figures emerged from the dense forest.

"Ferenze, did you find anything?"

It was a horseman with thick red hair who spoke, and his voice was loud and gruff.

His gaze swept over the scene, lingering for a moment on the traces left behind by the battle, and finally landed on the dialect in front of Ferenze. At this time, the milky white ** light on the dialect has not completely dissipated.

"A human wizard's cub? Ferencze—" his hooves slashed uneasily on the ground, "We centaurs can't get involved in the fight between human wizards!" ”

Ferencze shrugged, "Just a cub, Cecil. You don't have to be so nervous. ”

Cecil, the red-haired horseman, seemed to be enraged, and was about to open his mouth to continue reasoning with Ferenze, but was stopped by his companion Barron, who arrived with him, "Alright, Cecil, be quiet!" What are you going to do with this cub? The latter sentence is addressed to Ferencze.

"Naturally, it's to be sent to the outskirts of the Forbidden Forest," Ferrenze replied without the slightest hesitation, "it's close to Hagrid's hut, and I'll leave him in Hagrid's care." ”

Hearing the first half of Ferenze's words, Cecil, the red-haired horseman, looked a little better, but when he heard the second half of the sentence, his face turned dark and he wanted to reprimand Ferenze. But after seeing Barron's stern eyes, he snorted coldly and stopped talking.

Barron looked at his companion and sighed helplessly.

In this group of centaurs in the Forbidden Forest, there are not a few centaurs like Cecil who are extremely reluctant to other races, especially human wizards, and have faintly become the mainstream ideology of the tribe. Those like Ferenze, who believe that the Centaur clan should be close to human wizards, are in the minority, and are considered outliers in the group.

"In that case, this human cub will be left to you to deal with." Baron nodded to Ferenze, greeted Cecil, and turned to walk deeper into the Forbidden Forest.

Cecil took a deep look at Ferenze before turning his head and chasing in Barron's direction.

After watching the two clansmen leave in silence, Ferenze bent down, fixed Fang Yan's body on his back, and began to trot in the direction of the outer perimeter of the Forbidden Forest.

"This human cub won't last long!"

………………

Let's talk about the dialect side again, he should have died after falling into Voldemort's curse, but at this moment, in his sea of consciousness, looking at the large ball of light formed by the convergence of pure energy in front of him, he kept sighing, he was so lucky!

The Curse of Death is one of the most powerful attack spells in this world, with a rule-like ability that can instantly drain the life force of the target of the curse and shatter the soul of the target, and the power can be described as extremely terrifying.

After being hit by Voldemort's life-requisition spell when he was restored to his peak state, Fang Yan was supposed to be drained of his life force and shattered his soul before dying. But fortunately, the light of the Death Curse had been weakened a little before it hit him, and he couldn't directly kill Fang Yan in the first place.

If it were someone else, there would still be only one word for "death" at this point, and the difference might just be two steps slower than just death, and it would be more painful.

But whoever makes Fang Yan the protagonist, there are really not too many messes in his body, just a little delay brings a glimmer of hope for Fang Yan's survival.

After the mana of the requisition spell entered the body of the dialect, it instantly turned into two forces, one began to extract the vitality of the dialect's body, and the other went straight to the center of the soul of the dialect - the pineal gland, intending to crush the soul of the dialect.

Faced with the ability of the Fortune Curse to drain all the life force of living beings, Fang Yan won the bid without the slightest exception, and his body was also drained of all life force by that spell in an instant.

But fortunately, Fang Yan has been insisting on cultivating the Wizard World Knight Swordsmanship, which has just made a breakthrough a few days ago, officially reaching the knight class, and condensing his own life seed.

Although this seed of life was still in the most primitive stage, and it could not help Fang Yan's battle in the slightest, after Fang Yan's body lost all its vitality, the little bit of life origin contained in the seed became the last straw for Fang Yan, barely hanging his last breath.

And when it comes to the ability of the Requisition Curse to shatter souls, don't forget that wizards are experts in this area. Although Fang Yan is not even a wizard's apprentice now, there has always been a "Inheritance Witch Crystal" condensed by a Morning Star wizard in his body.

At the moment when the light of the curse was about to touch the soul of the dialect, the inheritance witch crystal, who had been staying in the sea of dialect consciousness, trembled slightly, and directly suppressed the power that could shatter the soul of the dialect, turning it into an extremely pure energy and feeding it back to the soul of the dialect.

"It's so comfortable!" Absorbing the pure energy in front of him, Fang Yan felt like he was soaking in a hot spring in the winter, and a warm feeling filled his soul.

I don't know how long it took, after absorbing the energy that the requisition spell had turned into, Fang Yan clearly felt that his soul was a little stronger.

"Good stuff, if only there were more!" Tongues are a little greedy and inadequate.

But thinking about the thrill of the previous scene, Fang Yan still felt a palpitation, this kind of encounter should not have a second time!

At this point, Fang Yan had time to look at his sea of consciousness again.

Looking around, Fang Yan breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, the sea of consciousness has not been damaged in the slightest, otherwise it would be really difficult!" ”

The sea of consciousness of dialects is not much different from the past, and the "Gate of Time and Space" still firmly occupies the center of the sea of consciousness of dialects, and it is still bleak and unremarkable.

And the "Inheritance Witch Crystal" is different, it seems to have been activated by the attack just now, and the surface of the "Inheritance Witch Crystal" is flowing with a mysterious luster at the moment, which looks extraordinary. It's just that after the consciousness of the dialect tried to communicate with it again, the information obtained was still the same as before, and it was not any different because of this.

With a sigh of regret, the dialect stopped taking it to heart. Anyway, the "Inheritance Wu Crystal" can't run away in his sea of consciousness, and the knowledge in it will be obtained sooner or later, so there is no need to rush it.

At this moment, Fang Yan was a little worried about his physical state.

Although there was a trace of life origin in the "Seed of Life" that hung a breath for his body, if he continued like this, it would not be long before that life source would be exhausted. When the time comes, the best outcome of the tongue will be to detach the soul from the body like Voldemort and find another life to possess him.

This kind of result is not what the dialect wants!

"I have to find a way to get my body back!" The dialect scratched his head a little.

Just when Fang Yan was struggling with how his body would recover, the healing magic of Ferenze from the outside world fell on Fang Yan just in time, and a milky white magical light completely enveloped Fang Yan's body.

In an instant, the already dry life force in Fang Yan's body, under the effect of healing magic, began to recover quickly with a trace of life origin in the "Seed of Life" as the source.

"This—" The tongue was a little stunned at first, then overjoyed. Although he didn't know where this energy came from, he clearly sensed that this milky white magical light contained extremely strong life force, which was just right for him.

Gradually, under the control of Fang Yan's mind, that milky white magical energy was constantly transformed into life force, infiltrating Fang Yan's body. And Fang Yan also felt that his control over his body was getting stronger and stronger. It won't be long before he wakes up!

"I just don't know, what's the situation in the outside world now?"