It has been said that the magicians who have delved too deeply into what is in front of them are a bunch of weirdos, and no one can understand what is going on in their heads.

Such a statement may seem extreme, but Curt can more or less understand what the person who made it is thinking, even when added to the category of fellow human beings. Although they look no different from themselves, the way they understand things is different.

The flow of magic, the composition of matter, and even the deeper "principles" that construct everything in the world are all the objects they seek, and in the eyes of those who have devoted themselves to the study of magic, perhaps everything in this world is part of a huge magical structure.

Being watched by such a gaze is like being cut and dissected by the gaze and displayed in front of someone else's eyes. And if necessary, those guys who have almost only the word "research" in their heads, will probably really try to break down the person in front of them.

I can't understand it, this is not a strange thing, after all, human beings are individual individuals, and although they can occasionally find beings with similar ideas, it is far from possible to achieve a perfect fit. However, beings like Sain Democlera were completely beyond his comprehension, and Curt inexplicably felt that there were even more crazy thoughts lurking in the head of this magician than they already were.

Curt's gaze swept over the surrounding monsters that were holding all the entrances and exits, and they didn't seem to have any intention of acting—it seemed that there was no need for Zài to act. Although it is not impregnable, it is not easy to break through this heavy encirclement in a short period of time.

After he threw that question at Sain Democlus, the guys never moved. It looked like it had been carved out of flesh, if not for the occasional breath. They even stand there like inanimate ornaments.

As the object of questioning, the strange shadow was stunned for a moment. Then he laughed as if mocking Curt's innocence. The surrounding magic also seemed to cooperate with his actions, rolling up layers of dark waves, pressing on Curt from all directions.

"Hmph, does this question make sense to ask? Sure enough, a cold answer came out of the shadow's mouth, one that was extremely transactional and almost emotionless, "You should know that I am not obligated to answer as you, even if you have the blood of a 'crow' in your veins." ”

And even if you knew, what would you do?" he said, looking mockingly at Curt surrounded by monsters. It seems to be a satire of his powerlessness. Those dark eyes were permeated with cold and pure hostility, as if everything on the chessboard was under his control, and he would not tolerate the slightest mistake.

Although he was unwilling to face such a predicament, Curt had to admit that Sain Democla was right, even if he was allowed to know the truth now, he would not be able to do anything. The shadow that appeared before him was only the embodiment of a spell, and the mage's body could be in every corner of the Katris, and he was about to complete the Rubik's Cube that covered almost the entire city.

No matter how strong an individual is, it is impossible to accomplish everyone's work. It is more difficult to make enemies of an organized enemy. Heroes who can turn the tide on their own are only legends, but in reality there is a need for groups that can act correctly in their respective fields.

It was precisely because Curt knew that he could not fight against the entire group led by Sain Democlera on his own, so he chose to help Dean Cruise François. Originally, he simply thought that relying on organizations to gather intelligence was far more powerful than individuals. All you need to do is wave the weapon in your hand under the arrangement of that "Wind of the Twelve Directions", and it won't take long to end this chaos.

However, in the battle to seize the information, Curt felt that his side always seemed to maintain a disadvantage that would be difficult to reverse. Sain Democlave seemed to have known what they were doing. All actions were read first, so no matter what countermeasures were taken, it would not help.

Whether it is the weakness of the defensive line or the equipping of reinforcements. There were no secrets in the eyes of this sorcerer, and even the impromptu battles were known. Curt really didn't know where he got this information. As long as you have the heart, it is not difficult to infiltrate the Silver Yao Tower.

He had a strange suspicion that the sorcerer might have been aided by some kind of supernatural power. Because whether it is creating chimeras, organizing super-large Rubik's cubes, or extracting the power of "chaotic blood" from the flesh and blood of the Slots, Sain Democlus has too many and complex technologies at his disposal to accomplish them beyond the needs of one person's mind.

However, layers of fog have blocked the face of this mage, and it is not easy to see through the conspiracy he plans to carry out, even if it is only to see through where he is now. It's been a long time since I've felt like I'm in a fog, and no matter how much I swing my weapon, I can't hit the target accurately.

"Is there the blood of the 'crow' in my body, if you say so, I think I must have been deliberately led to this place by you today. ”

Curt lowered his head and whispered the words that came out of the sorcerer's mouth: "Can I think so? You already know my existence, and if you have the heart, you can kill us like everyone else." And the reason why I didn't do it was probably because I had the blood of the 'crow' in my body. ”

If there really is something called "chaos" in the blood, then some individuals with power may be more affected. On this basis, the Slots are really inferior to the prey, because their magical power is only slightly better than that of ordinary people.

Although even Curt himself does not know what is so strange about the people who bear the name "Raven", according to the academic theory described by Sain Democra, it is speculated that the bloodline of the Leinster family through blood breeding may indeed have extraordinary power.

And if you think about it from this point of view, the "value" of Curt himself or Lizzie is much higher than that of the Slots who are used as consumables. This sorcerer is not unselectively committed to human life force as a living sacrifice, but is expanding the scale of this magical network with some unique rhythm.

Some people say that quantitative change will cause qualitative change, just absorbing a large number of Slottian lives can give him such a powerful power, if he really reaches the end of "chaos", then the power controlled by him is probably really as powerful as those in the name of gods in the mythological era.

If Curt were to carry out a similar plan himself, he would definitely try to eliminate the unstable elements that would hinder the implementation of the operation one by one. However, if someone has something they want, then they will try to get it first.

He wasn't sure if the blood in his body was what the other man wanted, but Sain Democla calculated that he would be left alone to investigate the situation in the nearby streets. Curt's solo action saved the other party the trouble of designing traps again, and only used a few simple baits to guide Curt's actions, and delivered the "prize" he had been looking forward to.

"Hehehe, that's a good inference - it's still a long way from the correct answer, but as an ignorant mortal, your ability to learn is still worthy of praise. ”

With a hypocritical smile, Sain Democlera continued with a slight accent: "It's a pity that you don't know the value of your blood, the last of the ignorant and stupid 'crows'. Although those precious liquids are flowing in your body, you are not able to exert their effects, which is not only something that can be described as a tyrannical object, but you are simply destroying the value of these precious liquids themselves!"

It's like some kind of exaggerated interpretation, I don't know if it's a puppet show or a clumsy play, and the emotionless but pretentious words and deeds are extremely disgusting. Although Curt feels so, these things are forcibly installed on an avatar, so that it seems unexpectedly appropriate This is just a puppet that imitates human actions, and the excess acting skills are enough to show the incomplete tone and frustration.

At this moment, the illusion of the avatar trembled slightly, and a ray of light cut through the darkness in the blink of an eye. Seemingly like a high-powered spotlight, the blinding light shot out diagonally from behind the shadows, like a sharp sword through the shadows standing at the top of the space.

Suddenly, dense ancient characters appeared on the surrounding walls, which were closely connected, covering the entire wall with a layer of strange colors. These hieroglyphs with the name of "words" seem to have depicted a variety of concepts, whether it is spells or physical attacks under a certain range of dù to destroy it, and the walls of the entire underground space are much harder in the blink of an eye.

As the magic receded slightly, a wordless sense of oppression came over Curt, making him almost fall to the ground and unable to raise his head. The monsters hiding in the darkness around them had already been enraged, and it was apparently that with the control of the magician, they were ready to attack Curt.

"Curt Leinster - in order to accomplish my plan, you should immediately give up the precious blood that flows through your rotting body!" "This is the first step towards a new order, and as the first person to get closer to Chaos, you will be proud of the great sacrifice you have made." ”

Listening to his tone, it seems that everything is just a matter of course, and there is no room for dissent. (To be continued......)