The wandering wizard wasn't the last to arrive.

After him, Dr. Terry Duzem hurried to the scene, but he was not confined by the narrow arches like the wandering wizards. Instead, as the Doctor passed, the arch was thoughtfully enlarged several times to accommodate his much larger size than the mice.

The cherubs on the arch also poked vines and leaves, waving and screaming at Dr. Duzem.

"This is discrimination!" the wandering wizard shouted at the two rats in an unhappy tone, "I'm also your partner!"

"You're just an agent of the partner, one. Fei Rui reminds of the nuances: "...... You're not yet the Speaker of the Dark Council. ”

This sentence successfully choked back the wandering wizard's other efforts to argue.

Dr. Duzem also noticed the uninvited guest at the scene, but he didn't care, just glanced curiously at the bottle and glass that the wandering wizard was carrying.

"What are you bringing wine for?" he politely greeted.

The wandering wizard smiled reservedly: "I heard that your experiment was successful...... It's a celebratory drink. Well, it seems like I've got a glass missing, but it doesn't matter, I can drink it with a bottle. ”

The doctor shook his head, "You're celebrating too early. ”

Next to him, the rat immortal who had been observing the 'Giant Zero Three' finally patted the agarwood chariot under him, and turned to look at Dr. Duzem: "Suddenly let you come over, it won't cause you any trouble." ”

"Don't worry, I arranged for the prosthetic body to do experiments in the study, and I had Konstantin to help...... The school will not find anything out of the ordinary. The doctor explained briefly, turning his head to look at the skeleton of the giant leaning against the mountain opposite, with a hint of confusion on his face: "The question is, why did it suddenly move?"

"Doesn't that mean your work is a success?" the wandering wizard finally noticed that something was unusual in the atmosphere and raised his eyebrows.

"No, it's not yet. As he spoke, Dr. Duzem took out a palm-sized blood-red stone from his pocket, displayed it in front of everyone's eyes, and immediately put it away: "I haven't installed this Sage's Stone yet...... How can it move without a power source?"

The wandering wizard was dumbfounded.

This is very unusual indeed.

"Could it be a false alarm?" the wandering wizard looked around, trying to find a more plausible explanation: "I mean, the wizard who monitored the giant zero three was dazzled for a moment, mistaking the mountain mirage for a finger movement......"

There is a ground dragon in the mountains, which is good for eating dew and spitting mirage. The mirage condensed into a variety of magnificent scenes, and mortals thought it was true when they saw it, and they spread false rumors that there were many fairy mansions in the mountains. Many times, wizards also see wrong, which has nothing to do with eyesight, but not in the mood.

"If it's somewhere else, this speculation is very likely. The rat immortal glanced at the wine bottle that the wandering wizard was carrying, and swallowed: "...... But not here. Under the aura of the wreckage of that titan, not to mention the Earth Dragon, even the Celestial Dragon, they don't want to stay in this kind of place. Not to mention making them comfortable and spitting mirage. ”

Dragons and giants have been mortal enemies for eternity, similar to vampires and werewolves.

Just as vampires hate the smell of werewolves, dragons have a hard time tolerating the scent of giants.

At the same time, Fei Rui jumped up from the ground and punched the wandering wizard in the knee.

"That 'dazzling' wizard in your mouth is Lord Ben and me!" it screamed sharply, looking extremely annoyed, "I am much younger than you! not to the point of being dizzy with old eyes! Or do you think I can't tell the difference between a mirage and a real thing?!"

"Sorry, sorry, I'm just offering a possibility. The wandering wizard apologized insincerely, and put away the bottle and glass in his arms.

In this case, it would be a bit too much to mention 'celebration'.

"Is it possible to be a corpse, or undead magic?" the rat fairy looked at Terry Dozem and whispered another guess. There aren't many spells that can move dead bones, and corpse transformation is the simplest and most direct of them all.

Dr. Douzem frowned, staring at the giant's skeleton and not answering immediately.

Admittedly, he used a bit of a death-related spell when he was transforming the Titan. Those spells are more about protecting the bones and astringent the spirit. It will never cause a corpse.

But if it really has something to do with necromancy, it's a bit of a bad story.

Transform the corpse of a Titan into a 'god', and the giants may be annoyed and spit on him. But desecrating the corpses of the Titans with necromancy? that's something only fallen wizards do, and Danhag was the first to let him go.

There's a very delicate red line here.

Terry Duzem must make sure everything he does is within safe limits. He is not a member of the Dark Council and does not intend to be a fallen wizard.

"Click......"

A faint but unusually clear voice came from the top of the mountain opposite, and the four wizards stopped in unison, focusing on the Titan's left hand clinging to the boulder at the top of the mountain.

Its fingers flicked again.

As Fei Rui said before, the knuckles on the ring finger and tail finger of his left hand were slightly tightened - it looked like some kind of conditioned reflex - but the movement was so small that if it weren't for the size difference, probably no one would have noticed.

The cold wind blows through the mountainside, bringing a chill.

Fei Rui couldn't help but shiver and stroked the soft short hair on his belly.

"It's not a corpse. Dr. Duzem immediately judged and breathed a sigh of relief: "...... It also has nothing to do with necromancy. ”

"It's really not a mirage!" Fei Rui also emphasized again.

The rat immortal didn't say anything, and the wrinkles on his face were getting deeper and deeper, making it impossible to see what he was thinking.

The wandering wizard also showed a cautious expression.

Long.

The rat immortal turned his head to look left and right, and finally his gaze fell on the wandering wizard: "See?"

"I didn't see it, but I felt it a little. The wandering wizard tugged at the brim of his peaked hat and pointed his finger upwards slightly, "...... The breath there. ”

Fei Rui followed the direction of the wandering wizard's finger and looked up.

Overhead, a thick gray cloud remained, and the afterglow of the setting sun still lingered on the edge of the cloud, giving it a beautiful gold edge.

"What?" it blinked, a hint of confusion in its eyes.

The rat fairy struggled to raise his paws, reached into the pocket of his robe, fumbled for a moment, and pulled out a flask. The bottle contained some yellowish liquid, bubbling with oval-shaped bubbles. The bubbles are dotted with a bit of pitch black, like eyeballs with constricted pupils.

Those bubbles converge on the glass wall of the flask, as if they are stacked together, making people feel bored and disgusted when they look at it.

"The potion left behind by Wilbur Watley uses the blood of their clan. The Rat Immortal poured out a drop and rubbed it on his eyelids: "It will give you a brief 'True Eye'...... Nor will there be more legends than we see. ”