Riding his horse, Oster came to a fork in the road. According to the road sign ahead, this place is still four or five hundred miles away from the next town.

Passing by a bare clearing, he discovers a strange phenomenon. It was originally a forest, but the trees had been cut down with all the brushes, the fractures were new, and the trunks were missing. Not only that, but there were patches of scorched earth of various sizes scattered on the ground, on which there was not even a trace of turf, and the whole was three or four centimeters below the ground.

On top of the scorched earth, there were many messy pieces of objects, all cut along some neat border. There are all kinds of utensils, armor, clothing and daily necessities, many of which are of fine materials and exquisite craftsmanship, and look like high-end goods.

Oster tied his horse to a nearby stump and searched for it through the mess. Penniless, he wants to pick up something here to supplement the road money. What's wrong with scavenging, what's the shame of? How many times I have crossed the predecessors, they all relied on picking up treasures to get ahead.

There were more and more miscellaneous items, and he picked up a lot of good things one after another, including water bags, short swords, compasses, etc., but most of them were cut off and could not be used. I also saw a silver coin that had been cut in half, and it was estimated that even the earth's hydraulic cutter might not be able to cut it so smooth. What is causing this phenomenon?

At this time, Oster found a shining object in the depths of the debris pile, and when he looked closer, it turned out to be a ring, worn on a gloved prosthetic hand. He picked it up excitedly, and the ring was still intact, with a huge gem on it, and it was valuable at first glance.

As Oster was calculating how much it would sell, he suddenly looked down and realized that the hand under the ring was not a model; It was a real hand, and blood was still dripping from the broken wrist.

"Ahhhh ——”

Oster screamed in fright and quickly threw away his hand. Only then did he notice that there were several corpses scattered around. There are gorgeously dressed people who seem to have status, and there are soldiers who wear high-grade Stormwind armor. The bodies were all cut open in unison.

Only then did Oster realize what the strange smell was that he had been smelling. His stomach was tumbling violently, and he quickly threw away everything he had picked up.

Suddenly, a man's voice came from ahead; "Eh, the little brother over there, can you come and help me?"

Auster looked up and saw a middle-aged man with a scruffy beard lying on the ground, buried in a pile of debris, with only his upper body exposed.

Oster hurried over and grabbed his hand, trying to drag him out. Who knew that the other party was very nervous, so he quickly let go of his hand and shouted, "Don't pull me, don't pull me, if you pull again, it will really break." ”

Oster's eyes saw that the man was not buried in a pile of debris from the waist down, but stuck in a round hole that appeared out of thin air. And there is nothing behind the round hole, it is suspended in mid-air.

"Ahhh Oster took two steps back and shouted, "Haven't you been cut in half, this is too miserable!" Do you want me to dig a grave for you? ”

The man laughed, "Thanks, but it's still decades old, you just need to help me get the end of my ass." ”

Oster asked, "Where's your ass?" He replied, "It's in the tree over there." ”

Oster looked over and saw that there was indeed a man's lower body next to the branch, which was also stuck in the same hanging hole. I can't touch anything around, so I can only get out with the help of others.

The man commanded Oster to climb up the tree, carefully lifting his feet and slowly pushing his lower body into the hole without touching the edge of the hole. As Oster finished, the purple hole shook for a while and vanished.

On the other side, the intact man got up from the ground and patted the dirt off his hands. Seeing Oster running over, the man asked, "You didn't accidentally touch your hand or other parts into the door just now, did you?" ”

Oster thought back, he knew it was weird, so he was careful. It's just that when the man's heel was finally fed, the sleeve accidentally touched the purple door a little;

When he lifted his sleeve, he saw that one of the corners of the sleeve had been cut off in unison, and Oster was shocked. The man said slowly;

"The portals that are working are dangerous. If you encounter a card door failure, you must not pull it from the outgoing end, otherwise it will really be cut off when you move. Alas, it has been said many times, the 120-page "Portal and Circle Manual", you must read it patiently, but the old man and his soldiers just didn't listen to the persuasion, and they struggled and dragged out rashly, so they died so miserably. ”

Austin asked, "It's so dangerous, why didn't you say it earlier?" ”

The man said strangely, "I thought you knew for sure." You look like a mage, and you're wearing something so nice. As he spoke, he pointed to the USB flash drive pendant on Oster's chest. Oster was surprised and hurriedly blocked the pendant with his hand.

At this time, the man's pocket crackled, and when he pulled it out, it was a crystal ball. Some images appeared in the ball, and the man looked at it, held his forehead, and sighed;

"It's already burning over there, so we have to get to work. Little brother, can you do me another favor, I'll pay you. My staff should have dropped nearby, something about this length. ”

Although Oster has a lot of opinions about this eccentric man, he helps people to the end, and he is uncomfortable not completing the task.

He searched around the neighborhood and finally found what the man had called the staff behind a mound of dirt. It was about six or seven feet long, and was tightly wrapped in linen cloth and straps from head to tail, and one end could be faintly seen bulging, probably a sculpture of a cane's head.

When Oster returned with his staff, he saw that the man had drawn a rudimentary pattern on the ground with stones and bricks. He looked up and saw Oster returning, and he was overjoyed, and said, "What a help." ”

Taking the staff, the man motioned for Oster to stand a little farther away, blinked slyly and said, "You also know that the danger of the three forbidden arts, alchemy, summoning, and teleportation, is increasing in turn. ”

As he spoke, the man recited a long list of incantations, the air trembled slightly, and abundant energy gathered from all directions, running through the man's body. The man's body gradually floated, directing the flow of energy to the circle and spinning, forming a whirlpool;

It was the largest spell Oster had ever seen since his crossing. With a tremor of the surrounding ground, a huge purple door opened above the circle.

On the USB flash drive interface in front of Oster's eyes, [Distorted Time and Space Forbidden Technique] is displayed. Error, unreadable, spell level exceeds parsing limit. 】

A short time later, a cane was thrown out of the door. Then, a scout tentatively stepped out of it, and after making sure everything was in order, beckoned to the rear.

After a while, a carriage pulled out of the door, followed by another. The last thing to go out was a particularly ornately decorated carriage, the whole body of which was cast in silver metal, airtight, except for a door and a small window, and the body was engraved with various intricate protective runes.

The body of the man floating in the air flickered and dimmed, and he said in an ethereal voice with difficulty, "Quick...... One point, I can't support it. ”

Holding through all the carriages, the portal contracted and became smaller, and finally turned into a ray of light and disappeared completely. The man fell to the ground, unsteady on his feet, and directly fell down with his hands and feet, panting heavily, "Fa, mana is exhausted......"

A man dressed in gorgeous light armor who looked like the leader of the convoy strode over and scolded at the man, "Unreliable bastard, do you know what you did, Count Sigmar and the three royal guards are dead!" ”

The man sat on the ground and laughed miserably and said, "This is also ...... There is no way, it just happened to run into a space-time rift, which is equivalent to a traffic accident, and it is inevitable...... As for the Earl, the Stormwind Kingdom lacks everything, just nobles......" said as the man shuddered and took out the medicine bottle from his sleeve and opened it, revealing the black powder inside.

Seeing this, the commander hurriedly took a step back in disgust and continued to scold, "If it weren't for the palace...... Adults need to be teleported to the west urgently, who would take a smoker like you with them! You mages who use demonic sorcery should have been banished with the traitors back then......"

The man couldn't care about anything else, he picked up the medicine bottle with a trembling hand, and was just about to eat it because his hand was shaking too much, the bottle fell out of his hand and overturned, and the black powder was scattered on the ground. The man fell to the ground, grabbed the powder, and put it in his mouth, regardless of the soil. In the end, he fell directly to the ground, pouted his ass and licked the potion in the soil with his tongue.

Seeing the man's ugliness, the commander showed a look of disgust in disbelief and turned his head away. Next to the ornate carriage, he bowed his head and said something inside the window.

Oster was surprised to see that the man's body began to twitch as the powder went down his stomach. He lay on the ground, his expression getting more and more high, rolling his eyes and drooling, twisting his body and smirking. Suddenly, he jumped up from the ground, said incoherent nonsense, sang and danced, and took off his pants.

Oster has long understood that in the real world, it is a pipe dream that a mage can return to magic by drinking water after he has no demons, at least it must be a potion tobacco syringe or something. It's just that I didn't expect that the medicine here also has such a big side effect like something on the other side of the earth;

In this way, Paladin Landis said that mages are addicts, and the commander just now also said that men are smokers, isn't it true? It seems that the master is not easy to be.

On the other side, the captain of the convoy began to direct his subordinates to clean up the corpses and debris that had failed to be teleported. Special powder and grease were sprinkled on it, and a silent magical flame burned through, leaving no ashes behind.

After a short time, the convoy was cleaned up and set off. The man regained consciousness after hilarious, but the whole person was paralyzed into a ball of mud and dragged away by two guards.

As he passed, he broke free from the guards, staggered over and grabbed Oster's shoulder, and said inarticulately, "Thank you, thank you, for your help, I said, I will pay you." This one...... It will be useful when needed. Also, pay attention to your horse, neck, neck, there is a ...... underneath"

Before the man could finish speaking, he was dragged away by the guards who rushed over and thrown into a car. Oster looked down at the last thing he had stuffed, it was a gold coin, but not the currency of the kingdom, and it was struck with special patterns and sigils.

I was busy for so long to give 1 gold, although it was a bit shabby, but this time it was not in vain. It's just that what did the other party mean by the last thing, what happened under the horse's neck?

Suspicious, Oster returned to the stump, scrutinizing the stolen horses up and down. Finally, underneath the horsehair on one side, a tiny, branded figure was found.

It dawned on him that the military horses used by these paladins were all uniformly numbered; Killing a noble officer himself and riding such a horse is tantamount to a time bomb, and it is better to dispose of it quickly.

It's just that the strange man, who seems to know everything, what is the origin?