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"Do you really listen carefully to what Qingchu me?, a disciple of a great arcanist, don't you know how to cherish such a great opportunity in front of you?"

Incredibly, the young 'Arcanist' shook his head, and then sneered: "But if you don't want to, forget it, it seems that the process of your companions finding their way out is not very smooth, how about I send you back to help them?"

"I'm sorry, I don't want to change the door, as for what you want to do, feel free. ”

"Hmm, are you happy?" the apparently unexpected answer made the young arcanist who called himself Laird stunned for a moment, and he blinked his amber eyes, his gaze darting up and down Edward's body, fangfo trying to read his thoughts.

But in the end, he was destined to be disappointed, and the pale corners of his mouth that were slightly pursed were like an eternal stone carving: and the heart of a psychic warlock was absolutely untouchable.

"yes, your luck and brains are good, if you let them meet, those things seem to reduce the chances of trapping them a lot, and it will be a bit boring. ”

The young man who claimed to be an arcane man clapped his hands, and a door opened in the void, and the maids dressed in gorgeous black dresses and white crowns came out of the door, their black robes were soft and close to the body, outlining the perfect curves of their bodies, and the long neckline on their chests made the deep ravines unobstructed, and the white bare feet stepped on the long stalls, silently, but the curling and gently swaying bodies were enough to build a dizzying scenery.

"Okay, or. You're not afraid of death? Interesting idea, what about them, do you think, will I kill them one by one in front of you?"

Enjoying the piece of fruit that the maids put in their mouths, a smile appeared on the Grand Arcanist's childlike face, with a somewhat innocent look. But even Claudia's face couldn't help but change when she looked at her......

And the innocence on this face, or the child-only bar, with a smile. The innocence of splitting the corpses of insects and pouring water into the ant burrows.

"That's up to you, anyway, their relationship with me is just to have the same teacher, without them......" The Psychic Warlock looked up, his gaze. There seemed to be a smile: "You have the power to do anything." Homicide. Or something else. ”

"Do you think I'm just scaring you and won't really kill you?"

The young Arcanist stood up abruptly!

With the movement, the wide and soft robe on his body hung down, but he suspended his whole body in the air, and his hair was neatly combed back with gold. The slight fluttering also made the face appear fairer, but it was not the miserable white of the mage, who had not seen the sun for a long time and lacked blood, but was more delicate and smooth. In fact, among the people Edward had ever met, or only Miss Lisa, a half-elf, could be compared.

Oh, or, the elf druilaya too?

It's just that this whiteness makes his lips redder and redder, and when he lowered his gaze, coldly, unblinking, staring at the half face under the hood of the black robe of the psychic warlock, there seemed to be a flame flickering in the depths of his amber pupils, which was quite weird.

That kind of clear sound is also a little eerie.

And as his words fell, the light around him seemed to dim suddenly, like an invisible haze, diffusing around him. And the temperature around him dropped by a few degrees suddenly! It was not some illusion, but a real change, and even caused a layer of white mist on Edward's lips to suddenly condense, and the frost stretched out from the corner of the hood in front of him in the blink of an eye!

It's not cold, it's the power of negative energy, the opposite of life, the sign of death, that cancels out any energy that exists, and living beings are the most important targets!

With a soft snort, Claudia raised the giant sword in her hand and held it in front of Edward! However, the young man who was suspended in the air just turned her gaze, and the female knight's body shook violently! Her face stiffened on a look of strength, as if she was ready to charge, but her body was motionless, and it seemed that she had no strength to open her mouth!

Is it paralysis?

Edward's brow furrowed slightly.

In the silver pupils, the layers of magical defense on the body of this guy in front of him were faintly visible, and the flickering aura could be dissected layer by layer in the eyes of a skilled mage, and a solution could be thought of in a targeted manner, but Edward, a half-toned mage, did not have that kind of ability, not to mention, that terrifying flash was not just flickering on the other party's body.

The tables and chairs, the floor, the walls, and even the group of maids standing silently were also colorful, and countless strange lights gathered and flowed, which was comparable to neon!

It's too bad to fight it here.

"Of course, if you had killed me, I would have died long ago. ”

Glaring at him for a moment, the Psychic Warlock replied easily, fangfo's cold aura on the other side, but a cool breeze: "Anyway, I said, what you want to do, it's your freedom, your strength, and enough for you to make such a choice, then, if a great arcanist wants to kill a mage apprentice, can you use it to get his consent?"

"Hehehehe...... What a cute little thing, well, be quiet, little girl, I have no ill will towards your little lover, you don't have to worry. Of course, the outcome depends on his own choice. ”

The young man withdrew his hand and squinted his eyes to examine the still female knight:

"Well, I didn't expect that there would be such a person around a little apprentice like you? It turned out to be a half-dragonborn, although there were still a lot of those lizards in the central mountain range, but this kind of human being is indeed becoming less and less now. However, it's really a bit of a waste, you know, the half-dragon blood has a considerable affinity for magic, and they rely on that bit of brute force to dance knives and guns, waste, how about it, do you want to try and learn from me, if you didn't choose these barbaric methods because you were too stupid. I don't estimate that in fifty or sixty years, you can achieve a lot of achievements, at least you can be a high-level wizard who has touched the magic net of the six or seven rings, right?"

"If you wish, give her a pointer. Edward Road.

"It's a pity that I'm not interested in wasting time with this kind of person, ah, by the way, what about this girl? don't you care about her death?" the young arcanist raised his hand slightly. So, a piece of colored light twisted and writhed in front of him, forming a wonderful pattern: "If I can, I don't mind." Cut off her fingers little by little, and then remove the flesh off her body little by little. Feed my pets, though it's a pity that it's a sturdy meat. However, I've heard that the Dragonborn's body is pretty good, so maybe I can test where the limit of life force is. ”

The gloss twisted into a palpitating picture in front of him, a long man leaning against a wall already covered in crimson, his twisted arms firmly nailed to the wall by a thick silver spike. Both arms were almost entirely white bone from elbow down, with only a few vague muscles hanging from the bones.

"Oh, of course, I can use healing spells too. What do you think of the delay in her death, the pain that afflicts her indefinitely, every day, and lets you live listening to her screams until you grow old?"

At this point, the self-proclaimed Laird's arcanist's face was already full of excitement, and like a mischief, he stretched out his small tongue and licked his red lips, "Oh, by the way, although I don't mind doing it myself, however, I have decided to give you this task, and I will control you and complete the production of this kind of thing little by little, it will be an extremely exciting and pleasant job." ”

"Anyway, she's just the one in charge of protecting me, and I've only been recruited by those mages, and I've only been meeting her for three days, and although it's a bit of a pity to kill her, her life or death has nothing to do with me. ”

Edward shook his head suddenly and sighed:

"But Your Excellency, your methods seem to be a bit ...... Forgive me for not being able to find a more euphemistic way to put it, but how to put it, your method is too old-fashioned. ”

"What did you say?"

"If you want to break a person's will, there is no cruel means, as long as he is in the darkness where he can't see anything, all the time in front of his own sobriety, and in the end, the voice, the light, the object of communication, anything that can prove his existence, will become an incomparable desire, and it will not take more than a month to make an ordinary person crazy, and even a mage will not last long. In fact, if you want a person to suffer, you don't have to be bloody, because you know that as human beings, there is a limit to the perceptual system that they use to transmit pain, once it passes, you can't feel anything, no matter what technique you use, in fact, the result is the same, and people will get used to it. ”

The Psychic Warlock spoke, with a relaxed tone and even a slight smile, then held out a finger and nodded at his subordinate:

"Also, the easiest way to make people miserable is to stimulate the nervous system...... Oh, don't you know this thing? It's a kind of ** structure that feels all kinds of sensations, and in people, the most painful place is in the internal organs, in the liver, in the abdominal cavity on the right side, this place. Insert a hollow needle into it, introduce some acid, and it doesn't take much action to make people worse than dead, as for some illusions to stimulate people...... In fact, if you want painful memories of people, it is best to give him a process of completely destroying the moment when he has experienced ups and downs, made countless efforts, and is about to get the result, or let him experience happiness and then take it away, which is the easiest to collapse. ”

"You...... Huh-huh...... Not bad," finally shook his young face, his eyes widened and he sneered.

And the Psychic Warlock still seems to be unhurried:

"It's also a very troublesome thing to be alone, and it's better to be able to find the weaknesses of the other party at once, otherwise, the problem will not be easy to solve. In particular, there is one point, ēixié people, you can't lose the initiative, and also, your own love is also a very important thing, sneering is a good expression, but if you sneer loudly over and over again, then things are very boring, you know, sometimes, loud sneering, will only make people misunderstand, think that you have nothing to say, it will make the scene very boring. ”

"Enough. Shut up!" the boy suddenly raised his voice!

"Good, good, little thing, you're good!"

After a pause, the 'Arcanist Laird' sneered, "Clever tongue, huh? Yes, no matter what! You, and your companions, can't escape!"

He raised his brow and snorted viciously:

"There are only two endings you can choose from right now. Die here, or become my apprentice. Of course, for the sake of your brilliant mind, if you choose the first path, I can also use a gentler method. You are guaranteed to retain all your wisdom and character from your previous life and turn you into a zombie of the highest order...... The puppet. If you're lucky. You can also continue to learn spells. It's no different from when I was alive, but I just can't resist any of my orders, but in fact, I still prefer souls with autonomy, so I'm personally arguing, and you'd better choose the second path. ”

Edward smiled. Noncommittal.

"Well, since your companions haven't all died yet, then. I can also give you a little time to think slowly. With a long exhale, Laird suddenly laughed again, "Or, you'll want to qingnetbsp; He clapped his hands slightly, and a waitress stepped out and saluted Edward.

"Follow her, I'll give you plenty of time to think. ”

Edward stopped talking and walked away.

I walked through the two demonic doors again, but what appeared in front of me was no longer the ruins of the Iron Golem, but a bright, luxurious room, a room as wide as a hall, with antique furniture.

"The hosts. How are we going to get out?" Seeing Edward lying down on the bed, stretching his hands and feet easily, Claudia suddenly had a question in the words of her heart.

"Don't rush for now. Edward smiled: "It's useless to be anxious, that little bastard, it seems that he has mastered most of the space in this floating city, if we want to leave without his permission, it will be a bit difficult, the walls around here will interfere with teleportation, otherwise, he will not be relieved to throw us here." ”

Claudia frowned slightly, but then fell silent.

"Don't worry, if I'm not mistaken, he's not Laird at all, and he's not a Grand Arcanist, but he's just a lucky guy who got into this tomb before we did. Edward smiled.

Although this is just an inference, it is not far from ten.

Edward didn't know much about the ancient magic kingdom, but as a mage, he was familiar with a lot of information in the academy, and he knew some of it. At that time, the so-called great arcanists of the ancient magic kingdom were all strong and powerful, at least they had the power of today's ** masters, and now if this is really a genuine great arcanist, then I really don't know how long I have lived, and the energy is naturally higher and more unfathomable, and it may be called a demigod.

However, if this name alone can bluff Edward down......

Obviously, that's a bit of a stretch of heat.

The incarnation of the goddess, or the red-robed lich Inkaibu Gulos, who once resided in the royal power, aside, even the spirit-sucking lich Katzeyek is much stronger than the guy in front of him.

And this guy in front of him looks like he's just a magician's level.

What's more, a true arcanist would never be so accommodating to Edward's outspokenness, even if he was so-called interested in his talent...... A true arcanist, it is impossible for an apprentice to be helpless, even if he has stayed in this city for thousands of years and has not gone out, and has not been in contact with people outside, it is impossible for the original knowledge to be degraded. And that kind of childish ēixié, and the childish reaction that followed, is not at all like what a great arcanist can make.

What's more, this so-called 'Grand Arcanist' uses the lingua franca throughout the conversation.

In fact, even the lingua franca of hundreds of years ago has many differences with modern lingua franca in terms of words and pronunciation, not to mention thousands of years ago, and if the other party learns this language, there is no reason not to understand the external situation.

Therefore, Edward deliberately taunted him with a gun and a stick to stimulate him.

If he leaves those hidden powers, or uses spells, then the psychic warlock will have a few chances of winning, but this guy is cunning and cautious, and there are at least ten invisible monsters around him, possibly golems, or otherworldly creatures, guarding his safety, even if I do it, it is impossible to kill him with one blow.

And for a Grand Arcanist, if he can't kill with one hit, then the result is unpredictable.

"It's a little bit of brainstorming, or maybe you can win, but there's no point. I want more from him, like the manipulation here. Smiling, Edward muttered to himself.

However, let him play with those mages for the time being, anyway, before those guys entered the ancient tomb, they should have reported to the academy a long time ago, so I'm afraid it won't be long before Albert asks them again, so Amberina will be anxious to do his best, that is to say, even if this person is lost here, at most two days later, the old guy will send someone, and a more optimistic estimate may not take more than twelve hours.

"So, at the moment, our biggest task is to take a good rest and recharge our batteries, and I will see that there will be a good show soon. ”

He said this in the words of the heart, but the next moment, Edward suddenly raised his eyebrows.

For in her gaze, Claudia stood quietly, but her brow furrowed...... (To be continued......)