Open.

Cold, empty.

In front of him was a silvery white metal floor, and overhead was a blinding white light.

Unable to look at it for a long time, he only looked at it for a second before his eyes were sore, and Alexei, who was crying, quickly lowered his head to avoid it, and used his bleeding lips to fight against the fatal alarm that his body sounded as soon as he woke up.

"Ahem......"

The body that had not experienced the magic for a long time dried, and the hunger and thirst prompted the flesh to protest against the sharp pain in the brain. Resisting the discomfort, Alexei propped up half of his upper body with his elbows, sideways his shoulders, and half-crouched against the wall behind him. He turned his eyes to see that on the two crooked palms, ten fingers spasmed uncontrollably.

There is no consciousness, or rather, pain buries consciousness.

"Novel feelings. ”

Alexei, who had tasted the magic addiction for the first time, closed his eyes and tried to feel the elements around him, but the spiritual tentacles that couldn't break out of his brain couldn't find the slightest magic power at all, which was an unreasonable phenomenon that immediately informed Alex that the situation was not good. His face changed again and again, and finally turned into a puzzled Tie Qing.

"What the hell am I in?"

Based on the wealth of knowledge Alexei has learned in the past, and based on his personal experience of traveling, there are only rumored swamps or forests in the world, and there is no real environment without magic.

You must know that Alexei has already traveled all over the empire and several old elven kingdoms when he was a few years younger. And the conclusion he came to in the end was in line with the book - magic, as part of the ubiquitous gas in the world, was part of the source of creation. Even if it is used for a short time to drain it from one environment, immediately, the magic power of other areas will quickly replenish the lost area.

There is no such thing as a perfect forbidden realm. As the other pair of eyes of the mages, the means by which the soul can contact and explore the world, the tentacles of spiritual condensation are mainly used as a medium through the magic flowing in the air, and it itself is like magic, formless and unstoppable.

If you want to hinder the mage from reaching out to his mental tentacles, unless you completely cut off the mage's intersection of magic, Alexei did this to Blue Dream. However, his body clearly told himself that except for the organs that had been alienated due to the long-term training and adaptation to the existence of magic, and the stress pain caused by the lack of magic filling, the other parts were the same as before the coma, that is, as a mage, Alexey was healthy.

So what's going on now?

The unknown haunted Alexey, but he burst out laughing, "I'm not dreaming." ”

He raised his hand and leaned down to bite his forearm. In the severe pain of nerve conduction, there is a slightly weaker pain sensation blooming in the arm. The mage was stunned, and let go of his teeth, and the blood that quickly poured out from under his robe quickly soaked the fabric, and a little blink floated in front of Alexey's eyes, and he must not fake.

"Oh, so everything I'm seeing right now is true, right?"

"The gods are joking. ”

He sighed, and then his expression was shocked, and he became ecstatic: "That's right! It's rare to see a real demon, I ...... Ahem, ah, it turns out that the addiction is so painful, I shouldn't have made fun of those apprentices. ”

In addition to the excitement, the pain is surging. He stumbled and fell to the ground, a pain all over his body that seemed to overwhelm Alexey's senses like an ocean. He closed his eyes, used darkness to resist the rain and wind, gritted his teeth, resisted carnal desires with his will, and hissed out of his mouth.

"Ah....... Tough. ”

After a while, the mage's facial muscles relaxed slightly. He lay on the ground, unable to move like a turtle whose head had been turned over, sticking out his neck, and breathing in the air without magic in exhaustion, but he was always not satisfied.

It's hard to fill the craze.

The debt that was once borne by the wheel is now being repaid, which is a tragic situation that would not have been considered in the past.

"Lost. ”

Alexey whispered, "How do I know that the Lost Demon really exists......"

On the mainland, Alexei had never heard of a full-fledged mage who was free from magic addiction, even some greedy bounty hunters, who had been modified to have a magic addiction.

It's not a disease. Just like a person who wants to eat when he is hungry and drink water when he is thirsty, the mage is a fish fry living in the ocean of magic.

It originated from the human quest for power that does not belong to us. Under the guidance of the Academy's mentors, approved apprentices will be formally ordained by the Council after being tested, and they will live a glorious life as true mages. Usually before that, apprentices who were considered fit to become mages would be modified by drugs.

Organs that grow in distortion to fit the magic are symbiotic with the magic. Therefore, the reason why the addiction born as a side effect is not taken seriously, and no one has taken precautions against it, is simply because it only occurs after the mage has overdrawn the magic power, and as long as the magic power is replenished in time, the pain will immediately recede like a tide.

The more powerful the mage, the less likely he is to suffer from addiction. Just like Alexey, with just one breath, a large amount of magic can instantly replenish the basic needs of his internal organs for magic power.

But the only thing I didn't expect was the loss of the demon.

What does not exist becomes existence.

"Is that god really living in the kingdom of God and overlooking the mortal world?"

Unknown.

Stretch out your leg and hold it tightly against the corner of the wall, with the other leg slightly hooked in an arc. Inhale, exhale, and after three weeks, Alexey can press his elbow to his knee.

"Hah!"

A breath of hot air rushed out of his mouth, and Alexei was sweating profusely with a few simple movements, he silently recited a few words of encouragement in his mouth, taking advantage of the next wave of pain before it came, he quickly increased his strength, bowed his back with all his might, and his two trembling legs were half-kneeling to support his body, and his vision was raised. At this time, Alexei, who blinked his eyes a few times, crossed the table more than a meter high in front of him for the first time and saw the whole room.

The silver and blue walls are all metal paved wall tiles, and the four iron walls in the south, east, west, and northwest are tightly combined without a single gap.

The room is not big, three meters away is the limit of the field of vision, and it is also a light blue dotted with silver white. The only thing left on the wall is a silver frame, with a flat box inlaid with smooth glass in the middle.

It's also incorrect to say that it's glass, Alexei doesn't know how to describe the slightly transparent material. He thought about it for a while, and felt that the flat box was quite similar to the portrait on the mainland, except that the painting in it was a piece of light black glass. Probably some kind of ornament, Alexei didn't look too much, he looked for the exit of the iron house, but saw nothing like a door.

"Anyone?"

He shouted in a random direction in the empty room, hoping to get the slightest response.

But it wasn't until he had to lie on the table to survive the next attack of the demon addiction that the still quiet room made him feel a sense of loneliness that he had forgotten for a long time.

"Maybe it's the cage that the lion built for me. ”

He muttered to himself and shook his head, "That's too bad. ”

But no matter what the enemy was, Alexei, who thought about it and felt that he had to get out of his current predicament first, looked around at both sides, and there was a slight bulge on the smooth table, not far from his spasmodic fingers. He was stunned for a moment, and in the next second, Alex, who was adhering to the decisive response at the moment of crisis, subconsciously made a small jump, and his strength and will were not much like wielding a war hammer.

"It's up to you!"

In desperation, Alexei slammed his uncontrolled palm on the bulge - "click", only to hear the low rustling sound of the flat box directly opposite, Alexey's eyes lit up, and he quickly looked up.

At first, there were several red patterns in the flat box. Looking at the shapes, Alexei felt that it should be some kind of cuneiform script that he did not recognize, stroke by stroke, full of hard style, very different from the alphabetic language used on the mainland.

Alexei, who thought he was erudite, could not tell the meaning of a single word, and could only tell from its changing intonation, but he did not know what this pause in the tongue was saying, and what it was trying to convey to him.

"Do you speak imperial Chinese?"

Alexei tried to talk to Flat Box, he didn't care if the handless guy in front of him was human or not, and getting himself out of this iron house in the lost area was the first priority.

After Alexei asked, the box played a repeating voice again, and several lines of bright red wedge-shaped words appeared repeatedly on the glass in the silver frame.

"What are you talking about? I don't understand. I speak Wang Chinese, can you understand it?"

"Hi friend!"

"Hi my ironbox friend. I'm Alexey, do you know where this is?"

......

There was no response.

Alexey, who struggled to talk to the box, tried several times to fail.

He found himself playing the harp to the cow and the chicken to the duck.

"Damn it!"

The mage felt a wave of anger rise in his heart, and he felt that the appearance of the flat box, which was quite eye-catching when he first spoke, suddenly became hateful: "You don't want me to go out, don't want to humiliate me!"

"If it's not for the Lost Demon...... If it's not for ...... addiction"

Alexei took advantage of the fact that his legs and feet could still move, and he jumped and crashed into the flat box on the wall.

He expected that since the owner of this place had put him in a cage, it was obvious that he did not intend to kill him immediately. Then let him adopt another strategy now, take the initiative to provoke the "flat box clan", provoke another reaction from them, so that he can find an opportunity to escape in the other party's changing attitude.

Smack!

Alex slammed to the ground, and the flat box above his head was still playing a few bright red wedge-shaped characters as always, and the tone did not fluctuate, as if he was mocking the mage's inadequacy.

"Ahhhh

In the anger, the addiction flared up again, Alexei rolled on the ground in pain, and the voice of the flat box machine kept repeating, repeating, repeating in his ears, and the rebellious body that saw the opportunity tormented Alexey's body and mind together. He didn't know how long it took, the concept of time had long been blurred, only exhaustion swept through his mind, Alexei in weakness could no longer hold on, so he had to fall into a deep sleep, once again falling into the endless bottomless abyss, and meet the nightmare that could not be contained in the darkness - a flat box that could not understand human words!