After the hills, there is no forest, and there are more and more jagged rocks and overgrown weeds. The magic circles of dwarves, elves, and human mages have thinned here, as if they have given up monitoring here.

It stands to reason that there should be many traces of animal and insect life in such an inaccessible place, and it is not difficult to see creatures such as ants and earthworms. But Siegel didn't see anything along the way, except for a few small non-venomous snakes escaping in the grass. No nests were found, and few bones were found, and the interior of the Ari Forest looked like an animal had entered, in stark contrast to the forest outside.

Siegel's doubts were quickly answered, and after turning over another hill, he saw the Arge Valley and the magic circle that hung over the valley. It's very strange, obviously the magic array soared upward, soaring from the ground into the sky, but it couldn't be seen from a distance. Siegel stepped back down the hill, no matter how much he tried to mobilize his magic and elemental sense, he could no longer find the huge circle.

Only when you get close can you clearly know the existence of the magic circle, and thousands of constantly flying runes and arcane lines form this cylindrical formation with a radius of fifty miles, isolating the worlds on both sides. Except for the dimly able view of the barren scenery on the opposite side of the circle, not a single trace of elemental information leaked out. This shows that the circle works perfectly, and it is completely self-contained, without the slightest loophole. Siegel stared for a moment, then crouched down with his forehead covered. The circle was so large and changing so fast that it would take at least months to get to the surface—not that long for Siegel.

To be on the safe side, Siegel picks up a stone and throws it at the circle, then watches as it disintegrates into powder. Just like the effect of dissociation rays. He then experimented with different elemental effects. It was found that this circle was as strong as the rainbow wall. And even more. As the strongest protective spells, the Rainbow Wall and Rainbow Orb need to be unraveled layer by layer with a variety of spells, just like peeling an onion. It requires a lot of speed and timing, and spells in the wrong place or lack of power won't work. Although the spell solution used for each layer of rainbow light is fixed, it is basically delusional to want to dismantle this protective array.

For no other reason, the scale of this formation is simply too large.

The general rainbow light magic wall is only a few tens of meters long, and some archmages who specialize in protection have the ability to extend it to two or three hundred meters, which is basically the limit of mortals. A rainbow wall of magnitude like Siegel in front of him. There are dozens of miles within the line of sight alone, and it requires a corresponding spell of the same scale to be connected. With the help of the Myr Core, Siegel can cast one or two spells of this strength, but it will inevitably lose its strength after that. By the time he recovered, the law wall had already been restored. If you want to peel back the seven layers of rainbow light wall, you need more than five magic ships with Myr cores, and five or six elemental magic masters like Siegel working at the same time.

If you are not a master of elemental magic, you can't harness the huge energy of the Mir Energy Core, and you can't turn it into a usable source of spell power. The rainbow wall standing in front of the archmage is like a proclamation: I have already told you how to defeat me, come and try!

"What kind of strength does such a large magic array rely on?" Siegel was a little curious. He wouldn't be surprised if it was the Mir Core. But this circle seems to have a long history, is there any other solution besides the Mir Energy Core?

Siegel walked slowly around the circle. Trying to find its weak point. It may be a way to go underground, but after digging more than ten meters down, the earth element still hit the wall of the rainbow light method, and then it was dissolved, and Siegel no longer had any hope. The Rainbow Wall is also one of the few barriers that can block all prophecy and detection spells, so there is no way to know what is happening on the other side. Siegel could only measure the formation with his feet, until he found a mess of footprints and dried blood on the ground.

The footprints came from a variety of creatures, elephants, lions, hounds, and foxes, and a few feathers sandwiched between the cracks in the rocks seemed to come from some kind of giant bird, or feathered beasts such as vultures and owls. The blood stains on the ground were dark and light in color, and they came from as wide a source as the footprints. Siegel wasn't an expert in biology, but he knew that such a mess must be unusual.

One knows it's dangerous at the sight of the iridescent wall, let alone animals with keen senses. These footprints come from all directions, but they appear as if they appear out of nowhere. For example, if you want to find out where the footprints of an elephant on the ground came from, you can only trace the broken clues. There was nothing in a flat clearing, and then suddenly there were huge footprints. Unless the elephant can fly or cast a teleportation spell, there is only one explanation: these are all druids.

The footprints became more and more concentrated, in the direction of the rainbow wall, just in front of Siegel. He walked briskly forward, and finally saw "that thing". A tower stacked with the corpses of hundreds of different creatures stacked on top of each other, more than ten meters high. The skeleton at the top was only a skeleton, and then the further down it decomposed, the lower the decay level, and the lowest creature was so intact that it showed no signs of decay. Although blood and fluid from the organs were everywhere, there was no foul smell and no scavenging creatures such as flies and vultures.

The reddish-brown liquid that flowed down the ground hit the iridescent wall along the inclination of the ground, turning into rising smoke. Somehow, a flaw appeared here in the stable rainbow light law wall. Where the smoke shrouded me, the iridescent colors that should have been constantly changing froze frozen, including those esoteric runes and lines. In other words, the magic circle is not running here.

Cracking from here becomes very simple, Siegel only needs to use a spell with a normal energy level and dismantle one or two spells to get in. He looked around, and the terrain was similar to what the green dragon had described, and it was likely that this was the entrance.

He took a deep breath and was about to cast his spell when he heard a small moan. "Help me......" faintly intelligible Elven words came from beneath the pile of corpses. Siegel hesitated for a moment, sighed, and changed his appearance first. Disguise yourself as an elf. Then they came to the pile of corpses.

In the middle of the layers of corpses. There was a slight trembling place. Siegel saw the colorful feathers and the curved beak from which the sound came from. He pushed away the piles of corpses around him and dug out a toucan.

The parrot's wings and legs were broken, and its body was in a strange twisted direction, presumably as a result of prolonged oppression. The parrot looked at Siegel with blue-black eyes, then twisted its neck vigorously to support its upper body.

"Thank you, brother. I almost died. The parrot said, "Just put me on the ground." ”

As soon as it touched the ground, it began to tremble, and eventually took on the form of a halfling. With a height of less than a meter, it looks even shorter when sitting on the ground. The brown druid robe he wore was like a large quilt, the same one full of holes and stains.

The halfling raised his head, looked at the "elf" standing in front of him and said, "Lucky brother, how come I have never seen you?"

"I haven't seen you either. Siegel replied in pure Elven language, "How did you survive?"

"I don't know ...... either" The halfling shook his head, "I just remember patrolling the Sunset Forest, and then I heard the call of the Druid Ring and rushed back immediately." After that, I was crushed underneath in the form of a parrot, unable to move at all. I don't remember what happened before at all. I could feel my life ticking, and my brothers and sisters around me were dying from their injuries. But I was lucky enough to hold on longer because of my small size. It's magically controlled and can't move. Fortunately, I'm in parrot form, and I can still ask for help. ”

Siegel looked at him with a smile and said, "You're in luck." He looked at the pile of corpses and deliberately said, "Will there be any living people in there?"

The halfling immediately turned into a sad expression, shook his head and said, "No, the last one except me died three days ago." I thought I was going to die. ”

"What are you going to do next?" Siegel continued tentatively.

"I don't know, I'm injured, and I don't have the strength to release a spell to heal myself, and I can't go far. I need to take a break here for prayer and meditation. The halfling said to Siegel, "Only you can protect me, so don't go far." ”

Siegel looked at the smoke from the rising blood, but looked at the halfling out of the corner of his eye, and said, "I'm going to go inside and have a look, you wait for me outside." ”

"What are you going to do inside? There are demons locked up in it, don't you want to live?" said the halfling, "Don't go in, it's death." I need you to take me back to the Ring of Druids and report to the elders there. Come on, give me a hand!"

"You're a saint, and you're fine without my support. Siegel stretched out his hands and said to the halfling: "And I just saved you, you deceived me, let me think, whose sage will you be?"

The halfling laughed dryly, and the wounds on his body healed in a faint halo. While this was a common strength for Sages, Siegel found that his wounds healed not as fast as other Sages. Even the Dwarven Sage, who recovered from his pitiful dry appearance after being devastated by the Strange Dust, was faster than this halfling.

Siegel felt wrong when he heard the cry for help, that it was a trap that was far more likely than real. But who would set up such an obvious scene, even a fledgling adventurer wouldn't be fooled.

So Siegel had other thoughts in his heart, maybe someone was really in trouble, and his kindness made him unable to die without help. When he approached the pile of corpses, he had already felt the power of magic, and the strong restraint was not even a dragon, not to mention animals. This kind of restraint is often used when summoning otherworldly creatures to prevent demons and demons from escaping. But strangely, this restraint is of no use to Siegel, which he can pass through without hindrance.

But when he reached into the pile of corpses, he had a strange feeling. From the skin and pores, the elements are faintly lost to the corpse pile, and then mixed into the slowly condensed, flowing blood water. This loss is nothing to him, but the rate of passage is steadily increasing and will become faster and faster.

Siegel estimated that it would only take more than half a day for him to make ends meet. After another half a day, his elemental power will be drained from his body. After two days like this, the body begins to age and die irrepressibly. This is how the process of decaying the corpse pile from top to bottom proceeds, even the elven druid will run out of life energy, and a halfling is actually alive unless his recovery ability can reach the level of a sage.

Sure enough, yes. (To be continued.) )