Saying that, the referee stood up, he slowly walked to the wall behind him, pressed it with his hand, and only heard a "bang", and a part of the middle of the wall suddenly popped out, like a bloody mouth, revealing another world.

Unlike the hall, which was full of light and lit by large electric lights and torches, the black hole exposed by the wall was so black that it seemed to swallow up all the light, and Al looked far away, but found that he couldn't see what was on that end anyway.

"Is that what the chief judge is talking about?", Al thought so, but heard the chief judge's voice solemnly say like an order, "Follow me, or you will be lost in this darkness." As he spoke, the referee picked up the lamp and walked towards the dark world.

Al stood there motionless, the creature came from itself, thirsting for light, the instinct to escape the darkness, so that his feet were as heavy as lead, and he couldn't even take a step.

"Is that the Black Prison?", Al asked himself again in his mind, and the thought that he was about to be imprisoned in such a dark place, and that he could be imprisoned there for the rest of his life, could not help but feel an irrepressible fear in his heart.

He looked at the chief referee who was strolling slowly, looked at his old and stubble body, and a fierce light slowly appeared in his eyes. "Now that he's facing away from me, there's no better time to make a move. Thinking so, Al took a deep breath and began to sense the elements in the air.

The ready-to-use "potential patch" began to operate, and the drumming heat flowed through Al's body like a great river.

Like the most powerful water pump, the heart turns the body into an insatiable vortex, attracting a large amount of magic like a moth to a fire, surging towards Al's body. Al could clearly feel the gathering and activation of the elements, and the stirring induction feedback in his mind turned into a melody that was so beautiful and sacred for a mage.

It seems to be full of flowers, and it is like the majesty of the rising sun, and a large number of elements are arranged and gathered, as if eulogizing the magnificence and magnificence of this world, as if making the final preparations for the appearance of another great natural miracle.

"It's called power. Al was even a little intoxicated, "Did Teacher Medea feel the same way when she released her magic?"

And at this moment, the chief referee, who had already walked in front of the big black hole, suddenly turned around, and a strange expression appeared on his face as if a child was about to play a prank.

"What's the matter, Mr. Al, do you have any objections to my decision?", he said slowly.

The referee's words were like a basin of cold water, pouring El Li inside and out. He looked at the referee, the air was like a typhoon, the elements slowly calmed down, and unconsciously, in the originally airtight hall, there were a few refreshing breezes blowing, bringing a bit of clarity to the sultry air.

"I was a little distracted just now, please forgive me. Al nodded to the referee and followed him, walking towards the dark world.

At first, under the light of the light, the tall and short figures cast a long shadow on the ground, as if they wanted to be reluctant to fall in love with this bright world, but then, finally, there was no shadow left, as if they were swallowed up by the darkness by the big mouth.

Won't be coming back.

It's like the legendary heaven and hell, separated by the stone wall. On the other side of the stone wall, it was lit up by countless light sources, and the bright world seemed to be unable to accommodate even a trace of darkness.

Here, however, it was absolutely dark, with no light source or even a spark. The forehead that can barely be seen by Al is only walking in front of him, the light in the referee's hand, and Al can barely keep up with the pace of the referee by relying on that light source.

He walked cautiously on the steps, like a lady who had just entered the social arena, and groped his dance steps in the center of the ball in his dancing shoes.

Al could only feel that he should be walking slowly downward, and there was no other sound in the dark world, except for the slight tapping of his feet on the stone staircase.

Just when Al thought the silence would fall forever, the referee suddenly broke the silence.

"Mr. Al, what a human being is unseemly. It seems that I am a bit old, and when you first stood in front of me, I didn't realize that you had that kind of strength, and among the young mages I have seen, your strength is enough to rank in the top three. But I had never heard of such a genius before. ”

Al's heart tightened, and he hurriedly excused: "You're really joking, I'm just a half-mage, how can I be called a genius." ”

"No, no, no, you're too modest and too low-key. Incredible, Al seemed to be able to feel that the referee was shaking his head at this time, "When you sensed the elements behind me just now, I thought it was a pure-blooded demonic beast that had lived for hundreds of years, and it was really rare for the elements to be so agitated, even an old man like me could sense emotions." ”

"I can't hide it. Al sighed in his heart, and heard the referee ask again: "Why did you endure it to that point?" ”

Al was walking in silence at this time, and he had always answered the referee's questions, but now he pretended to be deaf and dumb at this question.

"Is it hope? or faith, or is it the protection of your loved ones? In any case, it's not a bad thing to have this kind of feeling, at least it will keep you here for a while. The referee finally stopped, he seemed to be groping around his waist for a while, only to hear the "squeak" of metal rubbing, accompanied by the referee's voice.

"This is it, Al Edward, this is where you will be for the rest of your life. ”

With the light in the referee's hand, Al leaned forward to take a look, only to find that the referee had opened an iron door before. In the faint light, a room made of metal appeared in front of El's eyes.

Since the entire room was completely black, and there was no brilliance even in the light, Al had never noticed it before.

"Is this where I'm being held?", Al reached out and touched the door.

A cold chill seemed to reach his heart all the time.