Gargamel became affectionate. Holding his face with his hands for a while, his whole body seemed to glow with peach-colored light, and he scanned the bucket from top to bottom with his spiritual vision over and over again.

Immediately felt a physiological sense of nausea when he was glancing at the bucket, and he only felt that his underwear had been licked clean by this crazy wizard who exuded hysteria, but at this time, he was like a frog that had been targeted by a snake, just like the restraint relationship between nature and the prey, the hunter and the prey could only obey and not resist, and even pretending to be dead was a luxury.

Hooking the bucket's neck with his hand, he looked at Leonardo da Vinci and Victoria triumphantly, floating around the three of them with a pink face.

I thought about using magic to line up the audience, and then started chattering about the fiction of "my romantic love story with the bucket." ”

As he spoke, the magic chains that controlled Norton began to loosen, and Norton bit his tongue hard, the irritation of pain and the faint smell of blood gave Norton control of his body.

Taking advantage of this opportunity to regain control of his body, Norton drained his mana and converted it into divine energy, which condensed into a thunder gun and threw it at Gargamel.

A wave of air erupted between the "Boom" thunderspear and Gargamel, pouring energy that pushed Victoria and Leonardo da Vinci away, and Norton protected his eyes with his hands and leaned forward with his legs under high pressure to maintain a standing position.

The energy fluctuations dissipated, and Gargamel stood unscathed, the savage impact being replaced by space magic before it could hurt her.

Gege's eyes began to drift, stopped chattering, and writhed in mid-air as if she had been scalded by boiling water, and her temperament changed from a gentle little sister to a murderous and cold royal sister Even her height and appearance changed, only the white robe and messy hair could still determine that this person was herself.

Slowly lower the bucket. Squinting his eyes, licking his lips, he stared at Norton with interest.

Quickly approached Norton, and let out a voice without a trace of emotion, and said word by word, "Occult magic, Anglican."

A magic circle appeared above Norton's head, and the huge magical energy that quickly gathered in the circle was converted into occult energy, and the form of rain poured into Norton.

Even the flesh that had been tempered by the ancient alchemy techniques of the National Religion was embarrassed by this high pressure, and Norton was hit by the barrage above his head, and he was unable to stand and fell like a puddle of lard.

Gargamel floated to the side, thrashing the bloody hole in Norton's body with his dirty leather pointed-toe shoes until Norton couldn't move.

As soon as he reacted, Victoria cooperated with the magic power of the Luna believer's pillar of light to bully him at close range, and once he approached Gargamel, he disappeared without a trace like a fish entering the sea.

Gargamel, who felt a little murderous, turned around, his left pupil dilated slightly, staring at Victoria and Leonardo da Vinci like a prey, raised his hand, and one of them hit a spatial impact, blowing off both of their hands.

Gargamel, who wanted to continue to wreak havoc, appeared in his vision of the magic-affected "Grandma", and the Dark Archmage, who had just been extremely cruel, turned back to his original gentle and kind appearance, the fluctuations and high pressure created by magic disappeared in the air, and the messy room began to automatically recover everything and changed back to the way when the team first entered.

Gargamel, who had been confused for a long time and was frightened by the blood splattering everywhere, hid in the pillow and cried out loud at a loss: "What's wrong with you! What's wrong? ”

After the ostrich's act was over, Gargamel came out and commanded the magic furniture to take care of the four of them.

Courage appeared in the little eyes that were extremely unstable, and after hugging the bucket, he picked up the staff that the witch had dropped on the ground, took a deep breath, and began to chant: "Grandma said that Gargamel should be brave, brave, brave to defeat the bad guys."

The little hands began to draw circles on the roof, divining the non-existent murderer..."The bad guys are around the cabin!" She lit the front of the staff and stepped into the dark passage outside the door...

I don't know how long it took, Norton slowly came to his senses, his bones had healed, and the damage to his flesh and internal organs still needed a lot of time to recover, and when he saw Gargamel disappear, he pushed away the magical creation that surrounded him, and glanced at the team members staggering towards Leonardo da Vinci.

Put your hand on Leonardo da Vinci's nose and you can feel the temperature, "It's alive!" "Walked over to Victoria again and pressed down on the leg bone," recovered. ”

Except for himself for a long time without moving, Norton sat back on the couch with a wry smile, waiting for the mad witch to fall.

…

A month had passed, Gargamel still hadn't returned, Norton's wounds had healed, and he was still comfortably cared for by the magical furniture, but he had grown stronger.

It's not like the team hasn't tried to escape, every time the spatial spell in this wooden house is broken, it can teleport the team back to the living room before they escape, and the furniture will always be restored to its original condition, the only benefit is that the ability to control magic has improved a lot after this battle.

After trying to no avail, the team consulted the human skin book, and changed from violent destruction to refinement magic, destroying the core of space spells.

Closing the book in his hand, Norton nudged Victoria: "The book says that our magic power is made up of elements in the air, and the transformation into holy energy is to use the endowment of faith to expand the destructive power of magic power, and the energy above the elements is composed of ether, I can sense the ether, can you sense the ether?"

Instead, Victoria made a joke to adjust Norton's mood: "I have learned the high-level form of atomization to become invisible, and this strength is to extract the magic of other spaces to ignore the conservation of magic."

Norton looked at the tireless witch holding the book, and looked envious: "She uses the prayers of the moon god believers to not sleep, and to get rid of the tossing demon is to strengthen the magic power, this heretical belief gives a lot."

Victoria glanced at Leonardo da Vinci in disgust, and didn't say much, just brandished the second rapier, which was newly "borrowed".

At this time, Gargamel, who was full of smugness, rode home...

When the enemy met, Norton repeated his old trick, injecting the aether into the church hammer all over his body into holy energy, and smashed it into Gargamel.

The aftermath of the energy is well controlled, and the aftermath of the powerful holy energy condensed in the strike center does not cause damage to the team, but is well concentrated in the attack center, although the operation, the control of the energy is not single-minded, but it still can't bypass Gargamel's spatial barrier, Gargamel is still unscathed, and the cold dark wizard is back again.

The second personality swept around the wooden house and looked sarcastically at the heavily armed squad: "Defeat me? Kill me? It's up to you? There are no doors. I can even teach you how to fight, and when you feel that your talent has become the bottleneck of your fighting, you will obediently listen to me and accompany my body, and will not stimulate me, a second personality that can be divided. ”

Even if the control of energy has improved so much, the irresistible pressure of space still puts the four of them in a row.

The second personality, frenzied in the empty eyes of the crowd, continued to babble and teach: "Hold your knees and listen to me explain the occult."

Another irresistible force, everyone was put into a posture of hugging their knees by a mysterious pressure.

"The energy used by religion comes from within the space of the immaterial world, and all the magic and air elements are made up of the highest level of etheric energy!"

Gargamel pointed to the top of the four's heads, and the frenzied knowledge transformed into visible blue light that poured into the four's brains from the top of their heads.

Norton felt like a thin man, living in a world with only a faint light source, and soon a woman again, hired by the newspaper but dealing with a mess of things every day.

The time spent in my mind was long, long, as if I had experienced the lives of two people, and finally Norton's consciousness returned to his body, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that there were many more rats in the room, and they were freely shuttling through the walls and furniture regardless of the physical barriers.

Norton blinked in disbelief and tried to stand up, but couldn't move a finger except his eyelids, and turned his gaze to Gargamel, who didn't use any magic to imprison him.

The rats are gone... Blink again, and the rat crawled all over its body, even blending into the flesh.

He didn't dare to pierce his eyes anymore, and he held his eyelids with his hands and stared at the rat in the flesh... This time, the rat was sewn together with the body as if it were his flesh.

Regardless of her vision subconsciously turning to Victoria, who usually gets along the most, the changes in her body are different, since the whole person has become composed of all kinds of dust.

Fear first hit Norton's mind, and he looked helplessly at the bucket and Leonardo da Vinci, the change between the two of them was even more terrifying, and the world in his eyes changed to the state he had never been familiar with.

“Di

Gargamel tapped the air, and a wave of magic spread outward in the center of the strike, and the sweaty four fell to the ground, and the world changed back to its former state.

Leonardo da Vinci made a mirror and placed it in front of everyone, and it was obvious that she had seen a lot of indescribable scenes.

There are no rats, no dust, and the light in the wooden house is warm.

A strange and indescribable ability awakened from Norton, and his body began to radiate heat until it spread throughout the study...

Gargamel didn't even look at Norton, waved his hand to normalize the temperature and began to educate the audience again: "Your own power is linked to the energy system you have mastered, and the nature of the world you can see!" Class is over! With worms like you, what are you doing magic! I'm a white-robed wizard with a plan, don't spoil me! Once this magic is complete, I'll release you from the space prison. ”

With a wave of Gargamel's hand, the magical creature immediately moved and began to pack the picture books, letters, and luggage in the corner of the wooden house, and looked at the bucket maliciously, and maliciously shook the Sibolai ore that he had taken out of his pocket, and crumpled it into powder in the bucket's disgusting and adoring eyes.

Channeling a very complex spell, the pentagram circle on the soles of Norton's feet was constructed one by one, and the energy fluctuations like the internal nuclear reactor made him frightened, and a burst of blue magic threads crawled all over Norton's body from his feet to his head, and with a flash of purple light, the members except for the bucket were teleported to an unknown area.

After finishing all the work, the second personality pinched the bucket's face with a bit of a warning, explained some things and walked to the puppet...