Chapter 39: The Snow
Teng Yunshen hurriedly glanced at the baseline world, where he once belonged, to the mortal world. Now, he is forced into www.biquge.info the wizards' reservation, the barren and eerie wizarding world.
The surrounding buildings are quirky. The mushroom-shaped brown house is surrounded by a circle of small trees that seem to be laughing, and next to them is a rocket-shaped tall building that looks like an upside-down carrot in the distance. These things should only be found in fairytale-style theme parks, not on college campuses.
Or maybe it's a horror genre?Illusions are always somewhere between hope and fear...... Teng Yun let out a deep sigh of relief, his speed slowing down, the fire of tiredness burning the road under his feet. The pavement is also oddly shaped, partly made of white pebbles and partly made of black glass, like two entangled dragons.
He looked back at the baseline world, the seven brass letters of "Laboratory 4 Building" lit listlessly in the cold air, and he looked away, finding a corner of the dwelling behind the inconspicuous path. The unremarkable three-storey building is tucked away, the facades painted white, as pale as the winter sun.
Teng Yunshen retracted his gaze to the first world, and the scenery in front of him became completely different. A huge stone has taken the place of the laboratory building, and it is very ...... Warm, even if it was far away, Teng Yunshen's skin still touched a warm current that was rare in this season. The corners of the stone were alive, filling the hollows that had been dug open by what the forest mages called alive, and the colorful plants stretched their limbs freely, the shadows they cast formed restless silhouettes with discernible speed.
Teng Yunshen sped up and rushed to the flat ground next to the boulder, a crooked wooden house replaced the dwelling, and next to it was a babbling stream, and the sound of running water made the big wooden house wet.
The door was open, and it was a brand new one, painted vermilion reminiscent of expensive wood. It lifted the curtain of the wizard's house alone on the old walls.
Teng Yunshen's heart jumped.
As long as a living person - even if it is a wizard at the same time - the heart should be beating. However, people often don't feel their own heartbeat, and it's a good child who is quiet. However, this time, Teng Yunshen's heart beat firmly, and hung in the air, refusing to fall.
Professor Ash stood motionless in the center of the hall. A spear was driven into his chest. Professor Ash didn't fall, he spread his hands as if to welcome the arrival of a guest.
Teng Yunshen heard some voices, as if ...... The sound of shadows being lifted. It's peculiar, it's indescribable, it's just ...... The sound, very light, very light, erased all qualities, just-sound. He could only assume that it was the movement of someone moving a shadow.
The enemy crawled up from the shadow of the boulder, and he waved his wand and couldn't wait to knock down Teng Yunshen.
The world is spinning. Teng Yunshen lay on the shadow. Black and cold, he connects the two images together and reassembles them. The wizard panicked and stepped into the puddle and almost fell, he slipped and fell, but in time he supported his body with his wand. Teng Yunshen tried to trip him, but he didn't succeed, and the wizard's body was light and steady, and he jumped out of the puddle in an instant.
The wizard raised his wand and pointed at Teng Yunshen. Do wizards throw a fireball? No, a wizard in a video game throws a fireball. Slow fireballs, dazzling fireballs, a real wizard wouldn't do that. He plunged his wand into the ground, and the blue lightning scurried into the puddle like a swift snake.
In fact, "flying fast" is just Teng Yunshen's imagination. He didn't even have time to feel the speed of the magic before he was blown away by the explosion. He rolled in the puddle in disarray, sparks and splashes flickering on his body, and the smell of danger quickly spread.
Teng Yunshen looked around, there was no wind, no fallen leaves, no feathers, and no dead fire. His heart sank.
The wizard slowly turned his wand, ready for the next bombardment. Teng Yunshen rushed out of the edge of the puddle with his hands and feet. Dodging is the most primitive combat technique, and has nothing to do with the mystical art that wizards have painstakingly studied. He's doing a great job. The scars left by the lightning were still hissing, and he ran, the sound of lightning struck across the air and landed behind him.
Teng Yunshen turned his head away. Snake...... It was only then that he really saw the shape of the magic. The blue lightning was like a dozen slender snakes, winding and undulating and swimming up the dry road. Teng Yunshen abruptly changed direction and brushed past the lightning.
He leapt towards the wizard who was caught off guard. The rules of the video game still worked—tricking the wizard into casting a spell and then approaching with a gap—and he gave the wizard a punch, and the bones of the two men clicked in a powerful collision.
The wizard took a step back. Teng Yunshen fell down, knelt on the uneven grass, and slid out a distance that was not long or short, and his knees were painful. The wizard regained his balance, and he gripped his wand tightly, and the black cloak crackled like a cloud of thunder in an arc of lightning crackling.
The water engulfed Teng Yunshen's arm. Every drop of water is a deadly fuse. Teng Yunshen held his breath. Water, Shadow, Water, Shadow...... Leave behind the wet feeling and leave a hazy lump of color......
The wand fell, plunged into the dirt, which was dry and the water was gone. Lightning rushed aimlessly in all directions.
Teng Yunshen hurriedly stood up, and the wizard attacked without hesitation. The confusion caused him to pause for half a second, but Teng Yunshen still couldn't avoid the attack. The wand swept hard over the young man's shoulder, striking a cracked note.
Teng Yunshen fell backwards, and an invisible net caught him and filtered out the mortal dust from him in a second. Teng Yun took refuge in the second world. The wizard fearlessly chased after him, only to be hit in the cheek by a handful of snowflakes, freezing cold.
The wizard waved his wand and pointed forward. The tip of the wand gathers electric light, making a dangerous noise. The snowflakes fell, crackling with lightning and turning into large splashes.
Teng Yun fell deep into the snow, and the heavy snow of the second world quickly drowned him, freezing blood and all vitality.
"On the coldest day of the year, snow falls from the sky, crashing against the air and blending into the silence of the desert. ”
The wizard stepped on the place where Teng Yunshen had fallen in embarrassment, and the young man hid at his feet, but he just couldn't find it. Heavy snow obscured everything in its tracks.