Grande, the basement of the Prime Minister's Palace, the Forest of Eternal Night.

Rodlis slowly opened his eyes, and a sudden cold wind made him shiver.

He looked blankly at the scenery around him, and suddenly realized that the darkness had quietly covered everything.

The magician was not frightened at first, he was still reminiscing about what had happened in his dream.

Merlin, the master of the generation who pioneered dark magic, not only made him sigh in the end.

"If the old woman he met in Curry was Merlin, then why did he give Ellie that short bow, and why did he hide his true identity?" Rodrith muttered to himself, recalling that eerie night in the darkness. However, he seemed to have forgotten Merlin's attitude towards him at the time, and the milky white ball of light that floated into the magic apprentice's body.

Rodrith seemed to understand the reaction of the other party when he saw Merlin at that time, those trembling palms and dodging eyes, he must have experienced too much bitterness and suffering in the past eighty years.

It was difficult for the magician to associate the old and decaying old man with the holy magician who had crisscrossed the continent back then, and a deep sadness swelled up in his heart inexplicably.

Although Rodlis did not know much about that gray history, he affirmed that Merlin did not have a happy ending, and that idealists could only be victims of politics.

"Alas—" Rodrith sighed at the thought of this, as if a long-lost feeling had been awakened from the depths of his soul.

"Woo~" The young wolf let out a soft howl, and the magician realized that he had forgotten the existence of this little guy.

He stretched out his right hand and groped in the darkness when he suddenly touched something furry, which turned out to be the little head of a young wolf.

"I had no choice but to bring you with me. There was no hint of helplessness in Rodlis's tone, but he was happy because of the appearance of the little one.

The magician took a deep breath, and his palm began to slowly condense his magic power, only to see a white ball of light swaying and floating into the air, instantly illuminating the space within five meters.

Seeing his surroundings clearly, Rodlis felt a lot more relieved, and clapped his hands at the little one, and the young wolf obediently jumped into his arms and rubbed his face affectionately with his small ears.

The magician laughed out loud at the wolf cub's actions, picked up the magic staff on the ground, and continued to walk forward with the wolf cub in his arms.

"How long will it take to get out of here...... I don't know how long he walked, Rodris was already tired and his legs were numb, and the eccentric wolf cub had become his only spiritual support now.

The magician looked up at the dark sky, his stomach rumbling because he hadn't eaten for a long time, and what was most unbearable for him was not hunger, but the loneliness that made him unable to break free.

Rodris finally ran out of strength and could no longer advance for half a point, so he had to sit down on the ground.

The wolf cub also jumped to the ground, looking at the mage's face with curious eyes. Rodrith gently touched the young wolf's head, which was now sleepy, and his body began to shake, and it looked like he was about to fall asleep again.

"Whoa, whoa!" Rodrith was about to close his eyes when the wolf cub suddenly let out a high-pitched howl, and he suddenly came to his senses.

"What's wrong with you little thing?" the magician looked around warily, and there didn't seem to be any unusual movement.

Rodlis breathed a sigh of relief and said to himself, "Don't scare yourself." ”

However, as soon as the words fell, a cold wind swept through the extremely strange aura, and it struck rapidly towards the location of the magician!

Rodrith quickly stood up, clenched his wand in his hand and looked around, and the wolf cub uncharacteristically became frantic and let out a sharp roar at the trees in the darkness.

After a few seconds, the magician suddenly exclaimed, because the scene in front of him was completely beyond his knowledge: the branches of the tree that had been hidden in the darkness seemed to be given life, and they began to shake spontaneously, and they were obviously approaching the location of Rodlis!

The twisted branches took on a variety of strange shapes, but all of them were hideous and terrifying, and the branches kept squeezing and blending, like wriggling soft reptiles, and at the same time emitted a crisp "squeak-" sound.

Rodrith felt his heart pound out of his chest, and he resisted the urge to shout, trembling with fear at what he saw.

It's not that the magician is too bold, it's just that the scene in front of him is too terrifying to bear.

I saw that the tangled branches were spreading at a speed visible to the naked eye, and after a few seconds, they had already extended to the feet of Rodlis! The magician was suddenly startled, and immediately a flame ignited in his hand, and slammed it into the ground.

As soon as the branch touched the flames, it began to writhe violently. The dry branches burst open with a muffled thud, and in an instant slender vines emerged from them, tying up Rodlis's feet!

"What the hell is this!" Rodrith was clearly in complete disarray.

The magician's face suddenly turned pale, he didn't expect that there was something more difficult hidden in the lifeless empty shell. The young wolf saw that Rodrith was trapped by the vine, and opened his mouth to bite down on the wriggling green vine, but the young wolf tried his best to bite, but the vine was far stronger than expected, and it was not affected at all, and continued to climb up from Rodlis's legs.

The magician was terrified at this point, and he bent down and pulled the vine desperately with his hands, but in vain. The surface of the vine was covered with a slippery slime, and Rodrith couldn't hold on to it, only to watch as the disgusting mass tied up his body.

Rodrith fell to the ground in pain, unable to move from the vines. The vines were covered with sharp barbs that emitted a sick, rotting smell.

The magician gasped, the pain making him unable to struggle.

Rodrith wanted to activate the magic in his body, but it was as if he was under an invisible impact - every moment the magic energy gathered from his whole body to his hands, it would be hindered by an insurmountable barrier.

Not only did Rodrith lose his ability to release magic, but the magic fluctuations in his body also became disordered.

"Run, little one!" roared Rodrith with all his strength. However, the young wolf did not seem to give up, and began to bite the wildly swinging vines with its sharp claws.

"Ah!!h