As Shog's voice fell, Vilene's mage's hand immediately appeared, quickly jumping over the switches of the magic lights, quickly turning off the bright lights one by one.

"Smack!"

As the last magic lamp went out, the entire carriage fell into darkness, except for the magic crystals placed next to old Schubert still emitting a faint light.

Once again, the deformed heirs summoned from the abyss have demonstrated their wisdom and instincts far beyond the ordinary.

The moment the light dimmed, the green eyes that had been floating in the pitch-black pus disappeared instantly, causing it to disappear into darkness almost instantly, and in just two seconds, the sound of a hammer blow to the glass was heard.

It was the sound of the impact of the magical ritual that had been used to suppress the Descendants of the Abyss.

Through the glimmer of crystallized light on the side, Xiuge saw that the black shadow, which had been detached from the light, had completely changed its appearance at this time, it was like a rapidly fermenting and expanding black dough, but in a few breaths, it had grown to twice its original size.

The translucent magical shield that had shrouded it to prevent the Descendants of the Abyss from continuing to spread towards Schubert Sr. had now begun to vibrate violently, and Xiuge could even see the astonishing cracks that appeared on its surface.

Wei Lin also saw this change in her eyes, and she had already reacted quickly without being reminded by Xiuge.

Two simple magic shields were quickly established and filled, and under Wei Lin's deliberate control, all the shields that were close to the old Schubert's body were repaired, but the direction where Xiuge was located became a new vacancy.

Perhaps because of the deliberate guidance of the two, or perhaps because Xiuge did indeed have some kind of quality in his body that the descendants of the Abyss coveted, the fragile barrier facing Xiuge immediately became the key target of the pitch-black shadow.

"Click!"

A crisp sound came, and with the help of magic and many magical rituals on his body, Xiuge's body leaned back slightly, but he avoided a black arthropod that pierced out of the magic barrier like a blade.

Immediately afterward, another series of voices rang out, and in the dim light, Hug saw that his target had finally abandoned the old Schubert's body completely.

The Descendant of the Abyss "stood" straight from the bed, and in the amorphous pitch-black shadows, many pitch-black limbs stretched out, and began to frantically knock and destroy the barrier that separated him from his cultivation.

"It seems that these Abyssal Descendants can be seen as a whole, but they can also be separated from each other, and after separation, they can also show their own characteristics according to the creatures they have devoured and absorbed...... It seems that this part of the Abyssal Descendants has absorbed certain insects, which is why it changes such limbs so frequently?"

Shuge raised his hands as he thought.

In the darkness, the shape of his palm had completely changed, becoming a thick black mist similar to the nature of the body of the messenger in the mirror.

"Attention!"

Wei Lin's reminder came from the darkness behind her, and only two seconds after she spoke, the already extremely fragile magic barrier finally collapsed completely under the destruction of the sharp limbs of the Abyss Heir, and among the countless scattered and disappearing magic barrier fragments, those trembling sharp limbs paused for a moment, and then slashed towards Xiuge like countless pitch-black swords. ….

At this moment, Xiuge chose to trust the plan and suggestion given to him by the messenger in the mirror, so he stretched out his hands forward forcefully, and the palm that had been blurred spread out under Xiuge's intentional manipulation, turning into a large net in the air, and directly meeting the arthropods that were chopping and piercing!

It's a strange feeling.

Just as he had tested and used the abilities of the Mirror Emissary before, he felt that the perception of his hands was evenly dispersed over each tiny particle of the mist, and now, these particles were in the most "intimate" contact with the children of the Abyss, who also had no fixed form.

extremely

It can be said that it is a negative distance contact.

"How could I think that?"

The strange thoughts that flashed in his head made Xiuge feel a chill, but at this moment, he didn't have time to take a closer look at his mental shift, and although the sharp limbs of the Abyss Heirs had been severely slowed down by the thick fog brought by the Mirror Emissary, they were still stabbing towards his body very persistently.

As a result, in the "cheers" and "shouts" of the three occupants in the metal disc, a large amount of magic power was mobilized by Xiuge, so that the fog scattered in front of Xiuge immediately became thicker, and now they had almost merged with the darkness in the carriage, and at a glance, it was impossible to distinguish their boundaries or tell what was happening in the darkness.

With the continuous transmission of corrosive magic, the "digestion" of the children of the abyss began immediately.

Shuge could clearly feel the changes in the arthropods—the limbs that were twisted and mimicked by the amorphous slime of the offspring began to rapidly lose their sharp, sturdy properties and rapidly change toward their original soft state.

An extremely unpleasant smell began to emanate from the carriage, and even with a metal mask, Shuge could not completely isolate the bad smell.

As Xiug came into contact with the Descendants of the Abyss on a magical level, the icy feeling that had invaded his spiritual world in the sewers and nearly completely crushed and crushed him resurfaced, and although the intensity of this bone-chilling cold tide was diminished compared to the last time, it still awakened the terrible memories in Xiuge's heart.

The feeling of being eroded little by little by the heavy filthy power, and finally being oppressed to the corner, Xiuge did not want to go through it a second time.

And he was unwilling to hand over his fate, and all the possibilities of his life, to the faceless god who still didn't know the details and had an extremely ambiguous attitude.

As a result, a surging wave of magic swept out of the spiritual world, and under the impetus of a firm will, it met the cold power of the Descendants of the Abyss with a strong sense of watching and temptation with an extremely fierce attitude.

The gloomy magical light surged in the closed carriage, Wei Lin noticed the magic fluctuations coming from her front, she was a little surprised, judging from the intensity of the fluctuations, Xiuge's magic power stock is indeed extremely limited, so far, at most, it has only reached the standard line of stream-level mages, but what does not match it is his method of manipulating magic - without undergoing systematic training, his magic power is amazingly able to operate in such a smooth and smooth state, Such a situation is simply unheard of. ….

This made Wei Lin firm her initial opinion.

That is, this young man who was once sent to a remote city by the Ernst family is in essence a special person with amazing talent and expertise in a specific field of magic.

She carefully observed the situation, and then quickly activated the magical ritual she had set up to protect against mental shock.

The moment the protective ritual took effect, Xiuge felt that the power from the Descendants of the Abyss had instantly become weak, so his already more ferocious waves of magic power immediately poured upward, and his hands and forearms also turned into a thick mist that was constantly deforming, and quickly shrouded towards the Descendants of the Depths.

Fierce struggles and chaotic screams emanated from the slime, an ancient, strange but not primitive, language echoing through the carriage, like the cry of a dying baby in despair.

However, in any case, it is impossible for Xiuge to let it go.

Under his full thrust, the countless tiny mist particles continued to stab towards the writhing body of the Abyss Heir, they were like a blade smeared with poison, and like countless ants gnawing at their prey at the same time, in the creepy sound, the struggle of the Abyss Heir became weak.

Just as Theseus had described in the dream shelter before.

The heir of the dark abyss, who originally appeared as a hunter, finally became the prey of Xiuge and the "meal on the plate" at this moment.

With that disgusting mass of fluid

The group disintegrated, and the cold power that invaded Xiuge's body was completely wrapped and assimilated by his magic.

When the wave of magic power slowly receded, Xiuge was surprised to find that in his spiritual world, at the place where the "battle" had just taken place, there was a cloud of pitch-black slime, which looked very similar to the Descendants of the Abyss, and was still constantly wriggling, but it was obvious that it no longer had any offensive and destructive power, and there was no way to bring any threat to Xiuge's spiritual world.

"It looks a little like the mess that Theseus played with in her dreams...... So, according to common sense, is this the embodiment of the power of the children of the Abyss?"

Xiuge tentatively "touched" it in the spiritual world, and the mass of mucus immediately shook violently, and a few arthropods grew on its surface, but at this moment, it no longer had the ferocious feeling it had before, and under Xiuge's gaze, these limbs only shook weakly twice, and then returned to their original state.

"Interesting."

Although he was tempted to continue studying his loot, there were other things to do at the moment, so Shuge immediately drew his attention from the spirit world.

This time, although he successfully won the confrontation between will and magic, his physical strength was still seriously depleted, so the moment he returned to consciousness, his legs involuntarily softened.

A hand reached out from the side and successfully held him up.

At the same time, Verin's mage hand reappeared, quickly lighting up all the magic lights in the carriage, bringing the drumming carriage back to light. ….

"I'm fine, I'll deal with something else first."

Shogg leaned against the wall of the carriage, and Verin answered softly, and then quickly came to the side of old Schubert.

This old man is in a bad state right now.

With the departure of the Heir of the Abyss, his spirit and will are rapidly recovering.

The magic crystals and the pages engraved with healing magic all around them glowed at the same time, and the emerald green glow symbolizing vitality and healing gradually enveloped the thin body on the hospital bed, so that the heavy breathing and the vague moaning of old Schubert were immediately soothed.

As Schug had predicted, the part of Schubert Sr.'s left leg that descended from the silver ring had completely disappeared.

The Descendants of the Abyss's ability to corrode human flesh is indeed extremely strong.

Old Schubert's left leg did not leave a trace, from the skin to the flesh to the bones, and the broken thigh also showed a trace of gray and rotten color.

Verin quickly finished checking Schubert's physical condition, and she breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Looks like he should be able to live...... Although the erosion did not continue to spread to the rest of his body due to the smothering silver, the flesh and blood that touched it had also died, and this part may need to be removed by the doctors."

She put away her magic book and said to Xiuge, "I'm not a professional healing magician, I'm afraid I'll have to leave the rest to those military doctors."

"That's enough, Miss Verin."

Xiuge nodded gratefully, "If it weren't for those magical rituals of yours, I'm afraid this attempt would have been much more dangerous."

Verin paused for a moment, then she walked to the corner and picked up her coat and scarf, "I told you, this is the help I deserve to my friend."

"Mr. Xiuge, we should leave too, and if we delay a little longer, the soldiers outside may want to breathe fire into the car."

The female mage made a rare joke.

Shugg stood up from his chair, he glanced at old Schubert, who was shrouded in healing magic light, and asked, "Do you think Master Klautz will be against Schubert?"

"They won't let Schubert die, and of course, he'll probably suffer some crimes."

Wei Lin sighed, "But for the army and the academy, this is what the monster left behind

Some of the wreckage may be more valuable for research...... I hope they will be a little more gentle with the patients for your sake and your family's sake."

"That's all it can be."

Shuge nodded, then picked up his things as well, and they opened the door of the carriage, and came to the clearing one after the other under the gaze of countless eyes.

Several mage apprentices and the alchemists who accompanied the army immediately stepped forward, and the incense used to ward off the chaotic forces and prevent potential curses from being sprinkled on the two of them immediately, and after completing this step, Mage Krautz stepped forward.

This time, he looked at Xiuge with a little more scrutiny and caution.

"Looks like you've succeeded?"

"It worked, Mr. Cleutz."

Shuge nodded at the mage, "As you said before, I'm confident in this."

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