Chapter 471: Ruins 18

The sky above the city was turbulent, and magic condensed every bit of thin water vapor in the air, accumulating thick clouds over the Obelisk Square.

A fishy wind blew, and Du Zhengyi raised his head to look at the ominous clouds rolling overhead, like a pot of dark and sticky soup hanging upside down above their heads. He turned back, and the little puppet was also half-tilted its head, its brown eyes reflected the shadow of the tumbling clouds, but his face was frozen like a marble statue, and he could not see any emotion, and there was no reaction.

"Another high-powered mage!" Xiang Qian said beside him. "He's creating a storm."

Du Zheng took a step back, keeping a distance that he could take away the little puppet at any time. He felt the magic, and he felt that extreme weather was about to come, and the wind was getting more and more urgent, and the wind was increasing with the rhythm of the minutes. All his senses were telling him about the drastic changes in temperature, humidity, air pressure and, above all, air pressure.

"The air pressure changes too much." He said suddenly, reaching out and clasping the little puppet's wrist.

"We're going to find that powerful mage right away." Xiang Qian asked.

"It's too late!" Du Zheng shouted as the wind became stronger, and just as he was talking, the torrential rain suddenly fell, drenching them in an instant. In the noise of the wind and rainstorm, even if there was only a one-meter battle mage standing between him and Xiang Gan, he had to shout to be heard. "The pressure changes so fast that the hurricane will start in ten minutes, and we won't even be able to stand, and we'll be swept away immediately. We must go! The ground is all unreliable, let's go underground! ”

"What?" Xiang Qian shouted, "Give me ten minutes, and I will be able to find out the puppet that casts the spell." ”

"Don't forget there's an assassin here who can teleport, and he must be looking for an opportunity. There are other puppets around the puppet who controls the weather, and I saw more than one figure just now! Du Zhengyi shouted.

Xiang Qian looked at the clouds overhead, hesitated for a moment, and shouted at Du Zhengyi, "How can you be sure that the hurricane will start within ten minutes?" How can you be accurate with predictions down to the minute? ”

Du Zheng looked at her for a full minute before he shouted, "Because I caught a deranged high-powered mage, and the day I caught him was exactly the same as now!" My partners are dead! ”

As a battle mage whose working environment was extremely similar to his, Xiang Qian immediately nodded and shouted, "No need to say any more, let's go!" ”

"I'll teleport you." Du Zhengyi grabbed Xiang Gan's wrist with his free hand and shouted, "Put a clearing spell and balance the environmental parameters with a diameter of five meters, I want a balance force field." Plus a barrier magic at a distance of five meters. ”

Xiang Qian nodded, and in an instant, the power of magic swept out of her body forcefully.

"Count down to five seconds, and undo all magic at the penultimate second." Du Zhengyi simply shouted the countdown, "Five, four, three, two-one." ”

In the penultimate second, Xiang Qian withdrew all his magic, and in the last second, Du Zhengyi grabbed her and the little puppet's wrists and pierced into another space. He felt someone thrust in, and the magic tentatively touched him, and he bounced away. Trying to get in when a mage is crossing is something that only a madman would do.

He jumped out of the makeshift space, and the three of them appeared in a dimly lit hallway, like a semi-underground building, with a row of narrow windows at the top of the wall near the ceiling. As soon as Xiang Qian stood firm, he immediately sent a dim light to the other end of the corridor.

"No one." Du Zhengyi said, turning his head to check the little puppet's shoulder injury. There are often accidents when crossing with injuries, and the little puppet stands quietly, letting him tear off his clothes to check the wound, and the injured will be well-behaved and quiet, and he looks very much like Roach. Even if he knew that all the puppets were quiet and obedient when they weren't given the command to attack, you could expect any special reaction from the puppets.

"I remember this exam room was about strategy." Xiang Qian said on the side, "This place should have restricted the use of a lot of high-energy magic, so that we can be similar to the combat power of the puppets, and use this situation to simulate the situation after we are trapped in the city by a large number of enemies." After a few days of complicated street fighting, we should be able to find some clues that what we are looking for is in Obelisk Square. When we get there, we realize that the clues are false, and we are lured into the trap. But now the difficulty of the trap has increased significantly several times. "The trap is the puppet library under the square, which is originally a variety of different types of puppets that appear randomly, and the sandbox will unlock the corresponding magical bindings according to the characteristics of the puppets that appear. In other words, whatever magic the puppet is good at, the sandbox will restore the protocol of what magic. Du Zhengyi said calmly, his fingers brushing the little puppet's wound and hesitating. Mage, I remember that you had a high rating of healing magic. ”

Xiang Qianzheng looked at the window frame that was violently shaken by the wind, turned his head to look at Du Zhengyi, and then glanced at the puppet. "If he's really Roach, he's dead."

"I know." Du Zhengyi said calmly.

Saying her words to another person seems cruel and unkind. But these words came from the mouth of a battle mage in a combat state, and in the ears of another battle mage, it was just a normal and accurate conversation, not even an offense.

Xiang Qian looked at him for a few seconds, "Your pulse is too fast and your breathing is too shallow, which is very unprofessional." Why haven't you completely shut down this part of your emotions? Grief, like the pain of a wound, can only be dealt with with in a delayed manner. If I were your mentor, I would demote you. Even if I'm not your mentor, I'll write that in my future mission report. You've even asked me to give a puppet medical magic, and if I add that, Jonlin will assess your mental safety. ”

"I respect your professional opinion." As soon as Du Zheng lowered his eyes, Luo Qi's blood continued to flow out of the wound, and the blood flowed too fast and violently, causing a blood-red dizziness to appear in front of his eyes. "Master Xiang, I apologize for my previous insulting remarks. This is a private request, and if you are willing to help me, I owe you a personal favor, and I am willing to pay it back to you at any time. No matter how bad my personality is, my reputation is always the best among battle mages, right? ”

Xiang Gan's hand reached over and covered the puppet's wound, and the bleeding stopped almost immediately. She paused for a moment, and Du Zhengyi could feel the vigorous but subtle trickle of magic flowing from her hand into Luo Qi's body, and he could almost see the body tissues being repaired quickly, and the smell of medical magic that he was familiar with gradually dissipated.

"That's not what I meant." Xiang Qian said when she withdrew her hand, she glanced at Du Zhengyi, "I'm not so human." ”

"Thank you." Du Zhengyi whispered.

At this time, the hurricane swept in, and the thin windows in the wall shattered, and the walls of the whole building trembled, as if an invisible giant was pulling up the building block house.

Du Zhengyi didn't say anything, he grabbed the puppet's wrist, and then said to Xiang Qian, "Let's go down." ”