When he left the dream shelter this time, Xiuge looked particularly embarrassed.

The main reason is that before leaving, he finally couldn't hold back and asked Theseus the strange question hidden in his heart.

"I'm just a little curious if there is some ...... between you and your mentor Uh, what other relationships are different from the concept of 'teacher-student'? ”

Faced with this question, Theseus gave his own answer.

He kicked twice on Xiuge's body, and the terrifying impact caused Xiuge to crash directly into the door connecting reality and dreams.

Intuition and perception told Hug that Theseus wasn't actually annoyed by the question, he was simply unwilling to answer.

In many cases, not answering is an answer in itself.

After all, Xiuge had seen it clearly before, and the meticulous actions shown by Theseus in the face of Mel's shadow were enough to prove his true tendencies and thoughts in some aspects.

It's just that now, these truths themselves have no real value, after all, Mel is long gone, and the one who appeared in the dream shelter is just a thin shadow.

Such a shadow is destined to be of no help to the situation of Shuge and Van En himself.

As Theseus said, she is really just a simple symbol and beacon, a carrier that can be used to carry a little emotion.

The terrifying howls over the wasteland had subsided, and the vibrations of the "silt" had faded away, but when the deadly and greedy noise had left, it had been replaced by a silence that had been suppressed to the extreme.

Shug stood up, he quickly checked the protective ritual he had set up in this hideout, and then he was surprised to find that although the cave he was in had not suffered any frontal impact from the beginning to the end, the sturdy magic lines and models had shown extremely exaggerated signs of damage in the past few hours.

It was clear that in this wasteland of the Abyss, the extremely chaotic environment and the corrosive magic of many different Abyssal creations were enough to have an extremely terrible effect on the regular magic under the rules of Van Grace.

"With my current control over magic, this is still the case, and if other spellcasters stumble into this place, I'm afraid they won't even have the ability to maintain a stable ritual."

Shug frowned and quickly repaired the protective magic around him, after which he quietly observed for a moment.

Then he discovered that the magic lines and models that had just been fully restored had begun to fluctuate again after a brief lull.

Through his own magical vision and perception, as well as repeated verification, Xiuge finally confirmed that even those magical models that were known for their stability and solidity could not be maintained in the abyss for a long time.

To add insult to injury, the magic in the wasteland became even more chaotic after the "silt" in the sky passed, and after experimentation, Xiuge found that he couldn't even make a simple lighting trick last more than five minutes!

Once a certain time limit is exceeded, the conventional magic that makes up the trick is completely assimilated into an out-of-control turbulence by the surrounding environment.

"It's still protected by protective magic, if it's in the outside world, I'm afraid it won't even be able to support it for a few seconds."

Hug pondered for a few seconds, then snapped his fingers and summoned the pitch-black mask that had the same origin as the messenger in the mirror.

As Xiuge put on the mask, the special abyssal magic circuits immediately began to grow and spread in his body, accompanied by bursts of tingling, these special and cold passages were fixed in his body, and those magic powers similar to the nature of the abyss mist also began to flow and circulate in it.

Theseus' words drifted slowly: "Hmm...... The reaction was quite fast, and I thought that your two feet were not in vain, which at least could make you more sober. ”

Xiuge ignored this guy's yin and yang weirdness, glanced at the ordinary trick floating beside him, which was already on the verge of collapse, and said, "The conventional magic model doesn't seem to be very versatile...... I remember that they were disturbed before, but at least they were stable. ”

"Nonsense, this is the biggest 'garbage dump' in the abyss, and there is no law to magic in this area, you thought it was okay before, just because of good luck."

Theseus sneered: "The only thing that can maintain the basic operation in this kind of place is the power of the abyss itself, and I don't need to teach you the simple truth of 'following the customs', right?" ”

I don't know if it's because of the embarrassing question asked by Xiuge before, Theseus's tone and attitude at this time are very unfriendly, and even have a subtle yin and yang weirdness.

If it were in the past, this attitude would always make Xiuge inexplicably angry.

But now, he can face his cynicism with the same eyes as a "female imp".

After receiving an affirmative answer, Xiuge immediately began a new round of experiments.

As the cold abyss magic in his body began to mobilize, a pitch-black mist emerged from near Xiuge's body, and immediately after, he once again began to construct the "lighting trick".

In an instant, the gloomy mist coalesced into a standard sphere at Xiuge's fingertips.

It perfectly continues the most basic characteristics of the "lighting trick", and begins to shine brightly at the moment of formation.

It's just that, unlike the regular magic ball of light, under the effect of the magic of the abyss, the luster emanating from the inside of this translucent black sphere always carries a sense of gloom compassion, as if these rays of light with ominous colors will swallow and absorb the surrounding temperature.

"Well, that's pretty much it, but if it's just an experiment, it's okay to use ordinary tricks."

Theseus's reminder came from Shug's head: "This is not Vane, don't apply these magic powers to other magic models at will...... The environment has changed, and the recipe must also change. ”

Hearing this, Shuge immediately stopped his original movements, and he asked cautiously, "What will happen if I do that?" ”

"It depends."

Theseus responded, "If it's some ordinary magic that isn't too complicated, it will only cause minor mental damage at most, but if it's that kind of complex large-scale killing magic, the result may be similar to the 'hand rubbing' magic explosion." ”

Xiuge's brows furrowed, and he asked, "So, if I still want to use magic normally in the Abyss, I have to re-explore it little by little?" ”

"It's not like starting from scratch, but you can still use the knowledge and foundation you have in the past...... The key is how to adapt those conventional models to accommodate the power of the abyss. ”

Theseus said, "It's just that when thinking about these questions, you'd better put aside the conventional formulas and models and trust your instincts and perceptions, because step-by-step calculations and reasoning can sometimes only hurt yourself." ”

Hearing this, Xiuge's expression became weird: "Don't rely on logic and calculation, rely on intuition to judge directly? What is this? Another style of 'the power of my search'? ”

"Ha, it's not impossible for you to understand it that way."

Theseus laughed strangely, "You also know that the rules of the Abyss and Van En are fundamentally different things. Although magic is widespread in these two worlds, the dynamics that mobilize them are very different, and in a place where endless negativity is piled up, being too sane can sometimes be a bad thing...... If you can make yourself a pervert or a madman, your chances of escaping will be much greater! ”

At this moment, a strange wave swept along the ground from afar, and then a terrible roar tore through the silence of the wasteland, adding a twist and strangeness to the otherwise oppressive land of bones.

The roar was obviously not simple, and Xiuge felt a slight shock in his spiritual world, and the magic rituals around him were also affected by this roar.

While using a small amount of abyssal magic to urgently repair the cave's defenses, he asked Theseus in his mind, "What is this?" ”

Theseus explained slowly, "Don't be nervous, it's just a 'nightmare' that has been awakened from its dormancy...... I got up a little bit more angry, and nothing else. ”

However, after saying this, he paused again and added, "Well, the awakened 'Nightmare Bear' always has a very big appetite, and it should soon start looking for a target that can satisfy it." ”

"So I'm supposed to hide here a little longer?"

"It's much more perceptive than the 'sludge', and if you stay here, it's no different from a delicious can."

For a moment, Xiuge was a little speechless.

Theseus's meaning was clear, and the guy was suggesting that he leave as soon as possible.

However, when he thought of the situation outside the cave and the strange mountain that he didn't know how far away he was, he felt a tingling in his scalp, and just as he was about to ask Theseus if he had any good advice on "hurrying", the other party took the initiative to speak.

"If you're worried about getting around, feel your coat pocket...... Feeding that thing to your pet mouse should be enough to solve a lot of trouble. ”

He raised his hand and patted the sides of his tattered trench coat, and soon found a strange thing the size of a palm in his left pocket.

It's a sandwich cookie.

Or rather, some kind of weird object in the appearance of sandwich biscuits.

It looked badly moldy, the surface of the biscuit was covered in a disgusting layer of dark fuzz, and the middle sandwich had a green sheen that was intimidating, and the mist wafting from the biscuit indicated that it was definitely a special creation kept within the dream shelter.

“…… It doesn't look like something you can eat. ”

Shug pinched the soft-touch sandwich biscuit and was silent for two seconds, then turned his gaze to the running rat hidden in the groove of the disc.

Snicky, feeling his master's gaze, immediately sensed that the situation was not good, and it chirped twice, instinctively wanting to wince, but was mercilessly pulled out by Xiuge.

As a magical creature that was absolutely obedient to Xiuge's will, the Rat had no way to disobey any of Xiuge's orders, and despite its extreme resistance, it eventually opened its mouth "tearfully" and allowed Xiuge to shove the abnormally shaped "sandwich biscuit" into its mouth.

And the moment it touched the tongue of the Raging Mouse, the "cookie" from the Dream Sanctuary changed its appearance.

Xiuge saw that the thing "came to life" in the blink of an eye, and with a violent tremor, many sharp arthropods grew out of the "sandwich" of the "biscuit", which made it directly transform into a strange-shaped insect.

Like a parasite eager to cling to the host's body, it grabbed the tongue of the Rat with its ugly, tiny arthropods, and stabbed the barbs at the end of the arthropod into the tongue.

The change came very suddenly, and at the same time created terrible pain.

The poor running rat was almost out of control at this moment, it was tumbling and jumping violently on the ground, its limbs twisting and writhing, and its three long tails whipped wantonly against the floor and walls of the cavern, but it could not scream at all, only to keep making rapid pants from its throat.

Shug shrank his head sharply, avoiding the tail swept by the Running Rat in its unconscious struggle, and he stepped back into the distance, asking, "What the hell is that?" ”

"No name."

Theseus's tone was steady: "If I have to say it, it is some small worms in the abyss that specialize in decomposing and collecting soul residues...... In essence, it is not much different from those 'silt', but the power of the abyss deposited in their bodies is still quite strong, so it is more suitable to use it to carry out some deep-level transformation of the dependents of other gods. ”

As he spoke, the frequency of the Ramp's struggles had begun to slow down rapidly.

After two more twists, it fell to the ground, no longer moving.

Xiuge hurriedly stepped forward to check the situation, but found that the "sandwich biscuit" that had fixed himself on the tongue of the Running Rat had now disappeared, and on the long tongue of the Running Rat, there was an additional strange circular mark, which looked like an ugly black circular brand, and in those twisted irregular lines, a black mist was constantly escaping out, and flowing down this tongue to the whole body of the Running Rat.

"Click......"

There was a crisp cracking sound, and Xiuge looked up, only to be surprised to find that the two curved horns that had grown on the head of the Running Rat had actually appeared fine cracks at this moment.

As Theseus said, a deep transformation has begun.

From this moment on, I'm afraid it will no longer be the family of the Mother Earth Goddess.

(End of chapter)