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Before the flames could reach him, the Blood Mage hid in the trench just in time, avoiding the unwarranted disaster.

Although she was not the target of the spell, the spell was such a terrifying power that the mere glance at it would make the soul wander.

Luckily, even though he was attracted by the beauty that brought the moonlight, the Blood Mage did not forget to watch out for a threat that could destroy him.

She classifies this group of helpless wizards as a type that is not worth mentioning. When it comes to dealing with them, she is sure of it. However, the Black Sword Society's system gave them the power to use spells, and even she had to be vigilant lest her enemies seize the opportunity to turn the tables and put her into that one-in-ten chance of defeat.

The Blood Mage knows what a spell means. To be precise, she understands the nature of spells better than the vast majority of people in the world today, even those who weave them.

After all, she is a descendant of a great wizard and has a family lineage.

Each spell is connected, bound or hidden from a world, and the two are closely related.

Even if the world that invades reality through a spell is just an empty space, it's dangerous enough to rival anything you feel you could use to destroy the world—whether you're an extremely sensitive technophobe or not.

Of course, these black swords, who have been given the right to use spells, are pawns and cannot fully unleash the power of spells.

Not to mention stuffing a certain world into a spell, even binding it is a fantasy for them. All they do is move things from the other world into reality through a faint connection.

But that doesn't mean that the Blood Mage will be able to resist the spells of the Black Sword Society wizards head-on.

As the heir of the Grey Old Man, she also has access to spells. The problem is that in the here and now, no one else will share the pressure for her. Once the spell is used, she will be consumed by magic that is not her own.

The moonlight flew into the air, like a long snake dancing in the mist.

......

Teng Yunshen carefully bent his left arm, which had gradually regained consciousness.

Pain dominates, which is not usually a good sign, but for people who have had amputated limb replantation surgery, it represents the beginning of the results.

The magic version of the bandage made by using white magic power was naturally different from the circulating version of the bandage that Teng Yunshen knew in the past. Just as a sponge absorbs water, it absorbs the injuries that have accumulated in Teng Yunshen's body.

"Who are the three people before?" Teng Yunshen intensified his movements, "You said they had been here for a while, could it be that the Black Sword Society had thrown them into the Borderlands long before the war was launched?"

"Probably the wizards of some small secret society in the Far East," Fan Yi speculated, "and their uniform style is quite peculiar, I have a slight impression." ”

"I saw something. Zhao He's tone sounded a little hesitant, "Some...... Odd-shaped things. ”

He is the scout of this team.

Teng Yunshen looked at Zhao He's line of sight, but what caught his eyes was still just a boundless dry sea.

Zhao He asked, "Will the marching tree be red?"

The marching tree should not be red, or it is difficult to give an accurate definition of its color, it may be more like a tree or a forest...... A botanical garden.

Fan Yi seemed to be very confused by his thoughts: "How can an adult marching tree be red? If the color is too monotonous, it is not conducive to the balance of the ecosystem, and the goblins will make trouble." ”

Zhao He frowned: "I thought the marching tree of the Dragon of Mistaken Time was different. ”

"What did you find?"

Zhao He narrowed his eyes: "That's ...... Red. He seemed to think that was a bit incoherent in saying this, and added, "I can't see clearly." ”

Teng Yunshen took out the glasses that the big foot gave him from his pocket: "Give it a try?"

Zhao He put on his eyes, and then looked into the distance again.

"I'll see...... That's right. "It doesn't matter if it's your marching tree or not, it's red." ”

This seems to confirm their speculation about the changes.

Fan Yi fell silent.

And in Teng Yun's deep and clear mind, a fortune tree hung with red lanterns was lazily doing stretching exercises. He tried to understand the depth of the problem, but found it a bit difficult for him to do so.

"Red, if it were any other color, I'm not sure if the battered marching tree would change color. Fan Yi muttered, "However, only the red ...... What you're seeing is red? I have a bad feeling. ”

Teng Yunshen asked, "Why? Since it is possible to change to another color, it is not surprising that it will turn red, right?"

"Have you forgotten? The Black Sword will attack three cities, striking at the west, so it is suspicious to open the door to a forsaken fairyland. ”

Teng Yunshen nodded.

"There must be something in there that they desperately want to get. In order to prevent their plot from succeeding, we pursued them and recklessly broke into them. Fan Yi sighed, "After passing through the gate, we met the red color all over the mountains. ”

"I remembered. The Black Sword will open the Red King's Gate. Teng Yunshen suddenly realized.

Actually, he doesn't know anything about the life of the Red King, but, obviously, it is not difficult to associate the easy-to-understand title of the Red King with the color red.

"Do you think the change in the marching tree is related to the Red King?" Zhao He muttered, "Indeed. The Red King's magical powers are vast and his skills are high, which is not something we can imagine. Anything that involves him, no matter how incredible it is, will inevitably make people feel that it is not impossible. ”

"Who is the Red King?"

Fan Yi explained: "He rose in the era of a hundred schools of thought, but under the banner of hegemony, he intended to reshape the pattern of the world, and he was a great man. ”

Zhao He echoed: "Although he doesn't know how to advance or retreat, he doesn't know how to follow the trend of the world, and his journey to hegemony ends miserably." But he was ambitious, famous, and admired, and to this day, many people still regard him as a hero of the world. ”

"The Red King is a great sorcerer who can change the course of history, almost deity, unfathomable. Even if it's been a long time since we've been dead, there's enough to deal with us little characters. Fan Yi sighed, "The marching tree was affected in his fairyland, and I don't know what kind of changes will happen." ”