Hearing Duden's words, Xiuge couldn't help but frown a little.

Obviously, the person who has not recovered from the serious injury is the old Schubert, he was in the underground water channel by the black viscous monster transformed by the sharp limbs of the calf penetrated, from the monster's performance in the sewers, and his own feelings after being attacked, the damage caused by the monster must not be limited to the physical level, it is very likely to inject some kind of strange toxin or power into the old Schubert's body.

"Take me to see them."

Xiuge said.

So the young soldier nodded, and he led Xiuge to a marked area, so immediately an alchemist stepped forward and shook the two of them back and forth with their incense burner inlaid with magic crystals, and after the smell of incense medicine wrapped the bodies of the two of them, the doctor took two metal masks from the side, and motioned for Xiuge and Duden to put them on themselves.

The metal mask is a bit cold, but it doesn't affect breathing after wearing it, and the discovery of magic crystals has made a huge contribution to Fan's technology, using the magic power in the crystals, combined with specific magic rituals, many amazing ideas and functions can be easily realized.

"Mr. Shug, this way."

When everything was ready, Duden led Shug into the makeshift hospital made up of transports, tents, and mobile magic instruments.

The scene here is quite similar to the temporary field hospital in Xiuge's cognition, the difference is that the magic rituals and various alchemical drugs in operation make it not too tragic here, and most of the wounded soldiers are in very good condition, they are either wrapped in bedding to rest, or they are in a daze, chatting or reading books, obviously, those magical rituals and drugs set up here can be extremely effective in relieving their pain and ensuring their mental state.

"There were some obstacles in leaving the border with the Terelands."

Duden explained simply: "The hunting regiment made a lot of noise in Lone Wolf Ridge, so it was intercepted several times, but the strength was very average, and there were no serious casualties, and the most unfortunate ones were those two guys."

Duden pointed to the two soldiers who were playing the Dragon's Tooth card in the corner bed, they both had only one hand left, but they were still playing cards in high spirits: "The crystalline cannon manipulated by Master Teresa sent a cannonball between the two of them, and the result was that one was missing his left hand and the other was missing his right hand...... Now they have to retire."

Xiuge nodded.

He continued to observe the surrounding facilities and the state of the wounded soldiers, and he was surprised to find that there were many products in the Wattle army that combined magic with new steam technology, such as incense burners that could continuously produce alchemical incense smoke, and equipment that could stir and mix potions on their own......

Of course, Shuge also noticed the weapons used by the soldiers of the Chasseur.

The guns they were equipped with had apparently taken a very different path from the Crystallized Guns, but there was no way for Shuge to study them in more detail for the time being, so he could only continue to follow Duden. ….

Soon, the two of them came to a separate wounded transporter, which was slightly smaller than the one Schug had been in, but also very well equipped, but it was not the soldiers and doctors who were in charge of guarding the vehicle.

Rather, it's a Stream-level Waterl mage.

"Looks like Schubert's situation isn't good......

Xiuge's gaze quickly swept over the body of the stream-level mage, these military mages had obviously undergone some training different from the ordinary law commission executors, he was integrated with the atmosphere of the entire hunting regiment, he seemed silent and solemn, as a spellcaster, he not only carried objects such as magic books and magic road pendulums, but even pinned a standard wheel crystallization gun to his waist, coupled with the half-face mask that was fastened to his face, giving people the feeling of being armed to the teeth.

The caster's gaze skipped over Du Deng and settled directly on Xiuge's face, and he nodded, "You're the wild mage, right? Mr. Clown spoke of you."

"Thanks, I want to visit my friend."

Hug polite

He nodded, "Can I go in now?"

"Yes, but it's just you...... Remember not to mess with the contents of the car, especially the ceremony, or you will bear the consequences."

The mage nodded stiffly, then opened the car door and led Xiuge inside.

Before he even stepped into the carriage, Xiuge already smelled a very bad smell, which was very similar to the smell emitted by the changeling insects, only it was more intense, and even had a strong irritation, even while wearing a magic mask, Xiuge couldn't help but frown.

The interior of the carriage was already bright to the point of blinding, Xiuge looked around, and found that all the magic lights in the carriage were actually activated, and in the light, the emaciated body of old Schubert was lying on the hospital bed, his body was firmly fixed, and not only that, his waist, legs, arms, and neck were actually wearing shackles made of strangled silver to restrict the flow of magic energy.

Old Schubert was asleep, his face was not half bloody, it looked whiter than the robes of the alchemists, and on his body, several different magical rituals were being performed, and it seemed that his lethargy was caused by these magical rituals.

A mage's hand appeared beside old Schubert, and it slowly floated to the quilt, and then Shug heard the mage's warning: "Be ready, don't panic when you see anything."

After receiving a response from Xiuge, the mage's hand slowly lifted the quilt.

So old Schubert's left leg was exposed to Schuge.

Shuge's eyes widened.

The left leg that had been impaled by the sticky black monster in the sewers had now taken on a different look, and although it still maintained the shape of its legs and feet, its color and texture were no longer indistinguishable from the strange black gum.

Perhaps sensing the light, the black viscous substance that had completely replaced Schubert's left leg immediately began to shake violently, and then the scene that had made a deep impression on Schhug reappeared—many green eyes emerged from these black pus, they were rapidly generated, and then quickly burst under the light, and after a while, they finally stopped, but then, a human mouth emerged from the black gelatin, and the mouth slowly opened, Then a weak, old voice sounded. ….

"Stop ......"

"Help Me ......"

It was the voice of old Schubert.

Rao was mentally prepared, but seeing such changes in the body of a person he was familiar with, Xiuge's face was still uncontrollably gloomy.

"Can you tell me more about the changes in him?"

The mage was a little surprised by the calmness shown by Xiuge, he nodded, and then said, "You we found you near the exit of the waterway in the northern part of the city of Seren, at that time, his condition was not so bad, at least according to the examination of our military doctor, he only received a flesh wound, and he could recover with some healing magic and a little medicine, but the next night, he suddenly began to struggle violently, making some sounds that people could not understand."

"After that, we discovered that there was a clear fluctuation of magic power on his body, and the source was the left leg that had never shown signs of healing."

"Mr. Clown and Lady Verin came to see him, and they judged that it was most likely caused by some kind of magical curse similar power, so we put a silver shackle on him to prevent the curse from spreading," the mage recalled.

"But after that, the situation started to deteriorate...... No matter what kind of healing magic or magic ritual we used, there was nothing we could do to stop the change in his left leg, and the most terrifying thing was that the healing magic that could effectively combat the curse could not stop its spread at all, but rather prompted it to change."

"Thankfully, we've found that this thing, while weird, can't break through the magical rituals it has set up, and as long as it's illuminated by light, it can weaken its activity to a certain extent...... So this old man has become the model he is now

like."

The mage looked up, stared at Sug, and said, "Besides, Lady Verin thinks that if you can come to your senses, then you may be able to deal with this situation......

"You trust me so much?"

The mage immediately shook his head, "I would never trust a wild mage, but I trust the judgment of Miss Verin and Mr. Clotz."

A very reasonable explanation.

For spellcasters, even though the influence of the Law Council has been greatly challenged, ratings that symbolize the level of magical knowledge continue to work, and perhaps because of this, Verin still has a pretty good reputation among the hunters.

"Well, if I'm really going to deal with it, study it......

Schug pointed to old Schubert's left leg, "Do you need to be there?"

"I've signed a psionic pact, and upon my return to Boldon, I'll immediately accept the amnestic spell from a valley or lake-level mage, so that I'll forget everything I've seen here...... Remembering this stuff might have an impact on my magical career for the rest of my life."

The stream-level mage said in an extremely calm tone, "Mr. Clutez has also instructed that if you have the confidence to handle these matters, then we will directly close the vehicle, and everyone in the vehicle will be responsible for their own life and death." ….

But then he added, "However, Ms. Verin said that if you really want to, then she will be there."

Hearing the other party say this, Xiuge nodded.

He asked, "Have you estimated?" How long can Schubert last in this state?"

The Master gave a number: "Five more days at most." Although the Silver and Magic Ritual were able to organize that black thing to continue to spread, its existence was like a bleeding wound that would sooner or later completely drain the person's life force."

"If I'm not going to help him, what will you do?"

"I don't know, but this particular case is something that the madmen in the Academy of Magic will love very much......

The mage shrugged his shoulders and said in an extremely cold tone in a slightly teasing tone, "They've been looking forward to some different experiments and specimens, anyway, now Merlin Le and He can't control them, they do what they want."

At this moment, he finally showed the contempt of the spellcasters for ordinary people: "After all, it's just an old man with the status of a civilian, and if you want me to say, you can do whatever you want."

Shuge glanced at the other party, then lowered his head, and as his magic power mobilized, the metal disc began to rotate slowly, and the magic power flowed up and down his body, so that the fluctuations in the air began to gradually become distinct.

"Huh?"

The moment the magic began to work, a very strange feeling immediately emerged from the bottom of Xiuge's heart.

The memories that had prevented him from waking up from his coma had moved again at this moment, and the sounds hidden in these chaotic memories kept coming, and he immediately adjusted his state and forcibly suppressed those restless thoughts.

In the grooves of the metal disc, the Mirror Messenger, the Running Rat, and the Touch of Calon began to react, and these magical creations and symbols of power exchanged for the dream shelter all showed a strong "" meaning at this moment, and as Hug moved his gaze to the old Schubert's left leg, which had completely turned into black viscous gum, this desire became even more distinct, and the Mirror Messenger, who had previously been used by Theseus as his own power carrier, even opened his mouth "greedily", and it stood there, He kept pointing to his mouth and put on a posture of "I'm hungry, give me something to eat".

"You ...... You want to eat this?"

Shug looked at the green eyeballs that kept appearing in the black viscous substance, and felt a little disgusting, "You can have an appetite with this kind of thing that rolls around the sewer twice?"

His thoughts were conveyed precisely to the occupants of the metal disc, and soon, a series of strange but extremely intended ones

A stark response poured into Xiuge's mind.

It was the collective will of the magical beings in the spirit world.

Shuge's face became strange, for he read the obscure messages led by the messenger in the mirror, and they meant only one thing: "You have enjoyed it yourself, how can you forget us?"

This passage made Xiuge dumbfounded.

He couldn't help but ask himself in the spirit world: "You guys, what about the previous experience...... It's called enjoyment?".

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