"Aztlan, you're just a little sheep in seclusion, and a guy like you can never guess what a terrible monster can do, but ............ This is also a matter of course, after all, the concubine will inevitably feel frightened when facing that incredible monster."

Taking the last step firmly and slowly, the "maiden god" quickly turned around and made a happy and even a playful smile at Aztlan while letting her body fall quickly like the ground, and at this time, her entire posture and movements exuded a sense of relief.

Because without warning, the punk signal arrived!And "Smile" knew very well that there was only one message that could make the caster convey such a signal, that is, the magic fan lock would inevitably be broken within ten seconds at the latest, and it was because of this that the cautious and cold spellcaster would send a warning to "Smile" and Kane in advance.

While the Aztlan was still trying to dig into the wall, and before they knew it, the "Whispers of Destruction", which no one could guess, was about to open this terrifying cage.

At this moment, even "Smile" has to admit that it is not for nothing that this sinister mage of Punk can firmly grasp the dominance in the adventure team composed of three legendary professionals, and what that terrible guy hides is probably far more inscrutable than the mysterious mystery he shows on the surface!

At least until now, as more and more information about punk is known, and as the time of contact becomes longer and longer, the girl god's fear of him has not diminished in the slightest, but has become more and more profound.

In a sense, being able to maintain the mystery of one's "unknown" at any time and at any time as a spellcaster who doesn't know how many means there are is is a huge success and advantage, at least compared to the Aztlán............ Punks don't let their thoughts out in the middle of a conversation.

The girl god quickly activated the magic the moment her body touched the ground, and the law authority granted to her by the Red Sand Priesthood allowed her to directly immerse herself in the material of White Rock City as if she had jumped into the water.

Immediately after, the "smile" disappeared within the range of the white-robed mage's perception............

"Wait a minute, what the hell do you mean............"

Realizing that the "smile" attitude had changed drastically in just a second, Aztlan's reaction was a little stunned at first.

To be honest, the girl god in his initial state had already made him a little confused, this guy was not at all like in the script formulated by the white-robed mage, a poor god who was under the threat of death, and her various performances seemed to be quite confident at first.

And until just now, Aztlan only saw that the "New Red Sand God" suddenly changed his emotional state completely after bowing his head slightly, the sense of relief and joy was not like pretending, and the most important thing was that the white-robed mage couldn't understand why the "smile" had changed so much for a while!

But even now, no matter how insensitive Aztlan is, he has already sensed that something is wrong.

His plans and calculations have all failed, and if he doesn't succeed in trying to find a way, the most important thing a mage with no sense of time can do is to engage in a long battle of thought (brainwashing).

But ...... "smile" was absolutely abnormal, Aztlan keenly thought that the girl god just glanced down at the finger and was clearly looking at the ring on his middle finger, so ...... Where is a mediocre storage ring worthy of a close scrutiny by a legendary powerhouse?

"Something is wrong...... Something must be wrong, something must be missing!"

Slowly muttering to himself, Aztlan quickly stood up again, his steps that were completely in line with aristocratic etiquette began to speed up rapidly, and the white-robed mage with a solemn expression walked towards the gate of his palace unswervingly.

At this moment, the legendary spellcaster could no longer sit in his cozy academy and think about self-righteous countermeasures, and he felt that he had to find another punk that he hadn't seen in a while.

And...... This time he must not choose to compromise easily!

————— Dividing Line——————

Aztlan had made up his mind to act, but Punk, who was in a magic lab, didn't know about it.

At the same time, even if he knew, he would not be afraid of any action by Aztlan, after all...... At this time, the legendary spellcaster was already one step away from success, and the slow-reacting white-robed mage was too late to stop the punk who was about to break the lock.

Finding an entry code in countless runes is like searching for the only mine in a vast grassland, and when you take the first step, you never know if you'll be lucky enough to find the mine in the next step, or if you'll be unlucky enough to find what you're looking for in the last corner of the entire grassland.

Now the punk's action of checking the magic lock rune is almost like this kind of "looking for a needle in a haystack", after all, only the power of the sun can quickly search every corner of the magic lock through perception within a second or two, but the punk who is only level twenty-six can only carefully search the rune circle one by one if he wants to find the input port.

The result of this is that if the caster is lucky, it is possible to find the hidden code directly on the first rune that the caster checks for the first time, if unlucky......... It's not impossible to find the entry port until the last rune is searched.

And punk's luck is clearly not bad.

After unremitting efforts and meticulous investigation, the legendary mage who had searched the area of tens of billions of magic circles finally found the input port he was looking for in the 37,94,523rd rune matrix.

At this point, Punk's painstaking decipherment of the magic locks has finally paid off.

"So............ Then it's time to decide! Enter the key, escape, and after being locked up in this ruin for so long, I'm starting to miss the beautiful magic tower at home."

Looking at the shiny red dots highlighted on the magic lock model in front of him, even the emotionally apathetic punk couldn't help but feel a burst of excitement in his heart that could not be described in words.

The experience of being locked in this big cage was not a good experience for the "Whispers of Destruction", who never wasted their time, and now that they have finally found the key input, the punk can't wait to let this magnificent magic fan lock that has imprisoned him for so long go to destruction!