126.Gift of the Ancestors (15)

The situation became a mess because there was a mage, the Lotus Burner Mage, who had been bitten by bugs.

Luo Qi couldn't say how this happened, but at the time of the incident, Master Qionglin and Master Lotus Burner happened to be standing at opposite ends of the corridor distinctly. If you insist on shirking responsibility, then it must be said that Master Qionglin resisted the mage's natural loose character, and when the God of War of Qionglin showed that the situation was urgent, they just resolutely carried out the orders of the God of War in their brains, killing insects and leaving no dead ends. The Lotus Burner Mage apparently didn't take it that seriously.

But Roach had never seen a mage cry out so pathetically. It's not that mages are less susceptible to insect bites than humans, but Roach has never heard such a palpitating cry from a mage at any point, as if a mage has bitten him on the soul.

At first, Du Zhengyi firmly held him and didn't let him pass, but Wusu was the first to paced over to check the situation, and Luo Qi immediately followed. Du Zhengyi and the other battle mages threw at least ten pairs of killing and probing spells into the corridor, ensuring that no matter what kind of bug it was, there was not even half a stump here, and Luo Qi was finally able to get through.

In fact, from the second of the accident, the Lotus Burner himself was furious and frantically cleaned up this corridor, sealing all the entrances and exits of the rooms in the corridor. Roach smelled a smell from the half of the corridor occupied by the Lotus Burners, the smell of the collective fear of the people, like the ashes of a burning branch on a hillside on a bitter white and cold winter day. Mages are rarely very afraid, and mages who can be Lotus Burners don't have much ability to fear, and Luo Qi didn't fully understand why the concentration of fear was so high for a while.

The Lotus Burner circled the wounded in a half-circle, most of them standing a little farther away, and the clownfish also stood coldly to the side. A person hugged the screaming wounded, and Sect Leader Zhao knelt beside him, trying to find a way to make him feel better. They took off his black mask, revealing an overly youthful face, perhaps not much bigger than Roach, with the youthful lines of his chin and his hair fluffy and soft, even a little cute. He looked at Sect Master Zhao pleadingly, as if he was asking for help from his father, begging him to free himself from his pain, begging him to protect himself.

Roach was stunned by the scene in front of him, that ...... The boy believed in that man, he believed in him, he believed in what he believed, he believed in his vision, he fanatically believed that he was on the right path.

Sect Master Zhao was anxiously busy, and Luo Qi could feel that he had placed several healing spells on the boy, and the mage beside him was also helping. He cared about the boy, and Roach stood behind him, and could feel his genuine sadness, anxiety, and pain, and those emotions were so strong that they could be perceived by him beyond the barrier that the clownfish had built for them. Mages, just like humans, are complex. It occurred to Roach that in their own small group, they were not lacking in inward warmth and love, although they were able to peek out human eyes in a tyrannical way, and hatred was as strong as love.

But no matter how much effort he put in, and no matter how many lost and novel spells the Lotus Burner mastered, Rocky knew that the end was doomed, and the young mage's screams became more and more terrifying. If a person shouts like that, his feet must have stepped into the ghost gate.

A hand fell on Luo Qi's shoulder, and he shuddered, but before he could look back, he felt that it was Du Zhengyi. The hand grabbed Luo Qi's shoulder and dragged him to the back, until he was side by side with mahjong, Du Zhengyi said unhappily, "Okay, have you seen enough?" ”

"That's ......," Roach asked, feeling his jaw a little sour as he spoke.

"It's hopeless." The doctor said hastily, and the second half of the sentence was to ask Du Zhengyi. "Looks like an attack on a nerve?"

As if in response to the doctor's words, the young Lotus Burner's pleading expression suddenly changed, and extreme horror swept across his face like a hurricane, his young and beautiful face was distorted to be extremely ugly, and then his life stopped at this moment. He walked with great anxiety, as if at the last moment he had caught a glimpse of the ugliest of devils.

Roach hadn't tormented others with hallucinations, but he had never thought of letting people die under such an extremely unsettling countenance, and he watched in astonishment as death descended in the middle of the world.

"Alright." Du Zhengyi's deep voice fell on his ears, and he roared beyond the Zhengzhao Sect Leader, as if forcibly giving the incident a termination charm. Luo Qi woke up from his trance, and Du Zhengyi's hand pressed on his shoulder again, taking him back a few steps. "There's nothing to see about a dead man."

Roach came to his senses and raised his hands to rub his face. But no, there was something latent just now that affected him, not just a death itself. Now that he looked back, it was supposed to be a passive release consciousness, not an active attack, so he didn't pay attention to it, and the group had a strong unanimous emotion just now, which affected him.

It was fear, despair, the extreme emotions of the crowd that erupted violently as a mage's life faded, and quickly reached a level of intensity that Roach had never seen. The unfortunate death of a person, regardless of who the person is, certainly inspires negative emotions in bystanders. But relatively speaking, Master Qionglin's emotions can be restrained in ...... Restrained in your own shell, so that you don't get out of control. Roach finally realized what had happened, and the Lotus Burners collectively lost control of their emotions.

Roach looked at the black-clad mages who were silent in fear and despair in shock, if they were as kind and sentimental as schoolgirls, then should he be lighter when he beat them up in the future? That's just ridiculous, it's impossible.

Roach desperately searched in his mind in shock for what this might be, a group of men with extreme ideas who would suddenly be emotionally devastated, unless their beliefs fell and their values suddenly exploded.

"What's going on?" Someone asked in a whisper.

The person who spoke was Wen Lin, who frowned and whispered to her companion, "...... Attacked the mage? Kill the mage? ”

"Oh!" Roach suddenly came to his senses, and the Ancestral Mage's gift killed the Mage without hesitation. The mage could have died so easily and irretrievably, like a mortal, even at the hands of the progenitor. They didn't seem to be nobler than humans, a few minutes ago they thought that Guan Xinyue was just a human bait brought in to test the Sealed Lands, but the first to die was the mage. He died casually, just bitten by a worm gifted by the Ancestral Mage, and was as fragile as a human.

"How?" Wen Lin heard his epiphany, looked at him in confusion and asked him in a low voice.

He shook his head, he thought he would gloat, his emotions towards the Lotus Burners were always hatred and disgust, but he found himself feeling some pity for them. Thinking deeper, he didn't know anything, he was definitely a mage physically, and no matter how he classified himself as a human, he couldn't be completely indifferent to what happened to the mage. He quietly looked at Du Zhengyi, he was sure that Du Zhengyi was completely aware of what was going on, and had observed the situation clearly before him. But Du Zhengyi had no waves from his expression to consciousness, and he couldn't feel any hesitation, confusion and confusion from Du Zhengyi. He observed everything, probably as calmly as if he had watched a lunar eclipse.