"What's wrong?"

Dorandot pulsated twice, her eye-catching green color seemed to darken, and she was overwhelmed by the sudden silence of her newfound stranger.

It didn't notice how much shock it had been caused by its simple answer.

The corners of Mogan's mouth twitched, "You just called out my companion's name - before he could speak." ”

Dorando pondered for a moment, and was startled, her voice trembling, "The energy is so abundant, I thought I had already said it......"

But it didn't struggle for long.

"I'm sorry!" Dorandot shrunk herself to a small size, and the condensed green ball moved in Lucifer's direction, "I, I...... I don't want that either. ”

"It's okay."

Lucifer Lestus is good at forgiving.

But Dorandot's unusual way of introspection made Mogan suddenly realize something.

"You don't rely on sound to communicate, but on magical energy to perceive shapes?"

Dorando could hear the birds, feel the light, the scent of flowers, and the smell of rain, and this was the conclusion reached through its fragmented thoughts.

The problem is that it's not unusual to list all of them.

It may be understandable that there is nothing to say, in order to embolden yourself, but after all, there is no need.

Outwardly, Dorandot doesn't have any organs – but communication is a long-term thing, and no matter what, it has to have a way to receive that feedback.

Starting with energy may be the answer.

From the very beginning of its confusion between the darkness of vision and the origin of energy, it was a topic that could not be escaped.

"There's a powerful energy field that I can't see anything."

These are Dorandot's exact words.

Hearing Mogan's speculation, Dorandot was also a little silent, and his tone was low.

"I wasn't blessed, so I didn't grow like everybody else. I can read some thoughts that shouldn't have been read, but it's my fault...... Maybe that's why they didn't come to me. ”

Watching the faint green light grow more and more languishing, Mogan also realized that this fact seemed to trigger Dorandot's sadness.

It's an endowment it's born with.

"You can't get out of the confines of the space-time ore now?"

Rather than changing the subject, Dorandot becomes aware of the predicament he finds himself in.

But it soon became frustrated again, because it was also impossible to verify whether it would affect others by reading Lucifer's name again.

"I was born like this, but if I didn't mean it, I could only read some superficial thoughts. Actually, it won't be that excessive, but ......"

But it doesn't support that.

And the fact that Lucifer's name was called out was ironclad, and Dorandot had probably experienced it many times, and he felt that he was not trustworthy enough.

"In that case, maybe we can make a small deal." Lucifer spoke softly.

Realizing that his words had been snatched away by His Majesty the King again, not to mention that the Fu was not in line with the actual situation, and the main use was too frequent, Mo Gan was speechless for a while.

But he still cooperated with the king with countless magical means, and handed out the illusion crystal again.

Then he turned and winked at Mogan.

Rescue the elf first, even if the memory will be read by contact in the process, there can also be an insurance measure.

Not only will the content that has been skipped in mind be captured by the illusion crystal at the same time, but under the influence of magic, if Dorando has bad intentions, it will also be revealed under the reflection of magic.

This is a double insurance, His Majesty knows the magic of the mind, and naturally can control the distance between them.

And this is a good thing for Mogan, without any risk.

First, he stayed out of it, and second, it was much easier to see what was hidden in Dorandot's mind than to ask about the situation bit by bit, and now there was a reason.

Kill two birds with one stone.

However, worried that there were too many unsightly things in his heart, and that he was afraid of being seen by this elf who did not know how to go, Mogan still took a few steps back and let the king take care of everything.

After a while, Dorandot agreed to an almost one-sided negotiation.

"I want to find everyone faster!"

The elf's unwavering ambition was so impressive that Mogan couldn't help but speak.

"Aren't you worried that we covet the secrets of the elves with bad intentions?"

Hearing this, Dorando smiled embarrassedly, "Actually, I don't know much about the secrets of the clan - I'm only sixty-two years old, so I'm not very powerful." ”

…… If it weren't for the fact that the sixty years old of the elves were equivalent to the teens of the human race, Mogan would probably have some opinions.

And will unconditionally read what others think in their hearts, and with this kind of strength, it doesn't look like the so-called "not very powerful".

After Lucifer helps, a strange light also manifests on the illusion crystal.

Sure enough, Dorandot was the fifth consciousness revealed in the psychic magic trap.

Although it is ignorant of what it was going through, it is clear enough to reveal its unique power of consciousness.

For various reasons, including what happened to Everist when he was beaten, Mogan had already seen the Elven Ancient Tree in its original form.

However, the elven ancient tree in Dolando's mind, although it was only a quick glance, was different and identical, with commonality but could not be called uniform.

The same goes for the surrounding scenery.

Not a deep forest, but an endless grassland. The only suspicion is that the image is completely still.

It's like a picture on paper, a completely fixed photograph.

It's weird.

Mogan looked up at the scene, and as it appeared, Lucifer moved quickly and attached his hand to Dolando's vicinity.

He experienced an extraordinary power, unsurprisingly from space-time ore, that seemed to repel any change in objects.

It is precisely because of this that Dorandot can control his pulses and small struggles without siblings, but he cannot get out.

Aware of the problem, His Majesty naturally has a way to solve it - and it is immediately obtained.

He lowered his eyes and chanted the incantation, briefly confronting the power contained in the space-time ore, creating a gap for Dorandot to leave.

After all, the two of them didn't specifically want to get Dorandot's memory, and they wouldn't forcibly delay time, and Dorandot also felt this.

The pale green sphere seemed to be free from the shackles of the space-time ore on the side, flew quickly to the side, and then hid behind Mogan.

Lucifer also immediately stopped.

"Thank you very much! So, what is this place? Dorandot was excited and grateful, "I seem to have been there for a while...... Have you ever seen a meeting place of elves nearby? ”

In its conception, elves seem to be creatures of numerous races and everywhere.

Lacking the restraints of external forces, Dorandot showed her true size, not so miniature.

- Actually, it's not that big now, but it's a light color compared to before, and now it looks more like a soft leather ball.

Or maybe a slime.

And Mogan also continued to look at the location of the illusion crystal at this time.

Because there are still images left on it.

Blurry patches of color loomed in the projection, except for a patch with a pale green sheen, one a dull gold, one white.

Closer to Mogan, the golden lump became clearer. And as Lucifer came, the white light became even more dazzling.

It is like a painting that has been randomly sprayed with ink, combined with the scene that flashed out before, and is as fixed as a photograph.

This is the real world as seen by Dorandot.