"Is the Lord of the Heart the killer of this series of cases?"

"I can't tell. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" The Blood Mage shook his head thoughtfully, "But if my assumption is true, then there is also some kind of connection between the two of them, some kind of closer connection. ”

The ghost emerged from behind the invisible wall, silently staring at Maggie and Teng Yunshen.

"Xinluo devoured her memories," the Blood Mage waved his hand in annoyance, "and she died in this labyrinth. ”

Teng Yunshen turned his head away, avoiding the ghost's gaze. It may have been a sign of cowardice, but he didn't mind exposing his timidity in front of his companions. He will save his courage and anger for the most heinous murderers.

"I need your help. The girl turned around and patted him on the arm, "Relax, you're too hard." ”

Teng Yunshen unloaded the magic of steel.

The burning sensation danced on his big flower face. The slurry of the dried fruit was like dirt after rain, clinging to his skin and upsetting him.

Teng Yunshen longed to get rid of everything that was squeezing him into a predicament.

The moonlight was empty, but it weighed him down.

If he had made a wise decision half an hour ago, he would have been lying comfortably under the covers, waiting for the call of sleep.

But Teng Yunshen did not regret the decision he made. Sometimes, a wise decision is just about the right decision. And he wants to be the right person.

He does not believe in the so-called predetermined fate. However, he also believes—and is convinced—that if fate does exist, he was born into this world to help others.

Christians like to talk about their faith to show their superiority. In fact, it is a great insult to consecrate the precious quality of firm faith to dedicate it to something that is illusory.

People have to believe something. In the past, in the age of ignorance, fear born of ignorance compelled them to seek refuge from the gods. Now, they are gradually realizing that the age of the gods is over. People have come to something more noble as an alternative to the irrational rules and regulations of religious texts.

Morality.

This is a very profound concept that most people cannot explain in a short period of time. However, it is by no means out of reach. As long as they are free from the poison of tradition, people will naturally be able to find traces of morality. It transcends the barriers created by cultural differences.

Teng Yunshen pinned his faith on morality.

We should make efforts to improve the living environment, and what you do and your kindness will eventually be repaid to you, which is the basic law of morality.

Teng Yunshen's efforts far exceeded what he could get in return. He believes that reaching out to others is what it means to be gifted.

He follows the girl into the treacherous wilderness. Originally, he thought it would be an easy trip. Now, his actions are related to the lives of two people, and even more and more. The situation is serious. But it also reaffirms that his mission is to fight against evil.

"I'm a blood mage. My mana comes from the interaction of life activities with life activities. A wide variety of hormones play a role in this process, and they are crucial. However, what is most indispensable is the blood that flows all the time. It's a canal, alive and well, and it's full of character. It is the mother river of one kind. The girl continued, "The blood is red. I am familiar with the warm and vivid nature of red energy. So, at the same time, I'm also a red mage. ”

She pulled a shiny cloud of strange substance out of her pocket. Immediately, blood seeped out of her palm, pouring into the muddy crystal.

Maggie asked, "Do you know what red energy is for?" she said, absentmindedly rummaging through the strange matter that was slowly rolling. The latter is gradually taking some rudimentary shape.

"Overdraft the potential of the human body?"

"It's like freeing up the hidden performance of the processor chip. The girl nodded, "Now, what I'm going to show you is another use for red energy." ”

Maggie tightened her fingers and squeezed the strange substance that glowed red. To Teng Yunshen's surprise, the strange substance did not lose its rudimentary form because of this. On the contrary, the pressure exerted by Maggie tampers its illusory shape, making its outlines more defined. It swelled out, stretching out Maggie's fingers.

The girl's hand was like a thin net, filtering out the unrealistic parts of the strange substance. It becomes the kind of thing you'd find on the assembly line of a military factory.

"I don't know much about this...... "Maggie frowned, looking critically at her masterpiece, "but it's a grenade." ”

Teng Yun approached the girl with deep concern. If it were someone else, they might have avoided bombs or something. However, Teng Yunshen is different, he is a protector, he has accepted the mission of talent, and he is ready to protect others anytime and anywhere.

He remembered the blue mage's shield.

Maggie said, "Next, it's your job, make me a grenade launcher." ”

The girl took out another strange mass from her pocket and handed it to Teng Yunshen. "Infused with green energy. The girl commanded.

Teng Yunshen followed Maggie's instructions. He discerned the gloomy green from the cold night, and then inhaled the green energy into his body as if he were inhaling.

It was the first time he had felt the surge of color energy in a relatively calm state. The energy of green is very different from the energy of red. The red energy is boiling, but the green energy is a bit arbitrary. Of course, both are equally difficult to navigate, but the degree of danger is different. The red energy resembles explosives, and the green energy resembles ...... Spring?

"You're probably not very keen on shooters. Yes, it doesn't matter. You've at least played with a water gun? Imagine the construction. But what we need is bigger guys. It had to be big enough to shoot this grenade. ”

Teng Yunshen drew in his mind what the grenade launcher looked like—just a plausible one.

Maggie was right, he wasn't a firearms enthusiast. Unlike those who have a knack for all kinds of firearms, he knows very little about them. However, Maggie doesn't know him completely. During the Battle of the Bazaar, he experienced first-hand the power of firearms. This experience led him to understand the horrors of firearms from a different perspective.

He used to be very close to the essence of firearms.