Luna's eyes were straight, knowing that the honey candy was even taller than her, and she wanted to go in and get it, but Achille grabbed her. The young man looked at the small door suspiciously and said, "Who knows if there is a lot of sugar in the original place, how many years have it been, and I can't eat it." ”

Blade's eyebrows moved, and Kantu saw that it was not good, and hurriedly stopped in front of the two brothers and sisters: "What do you know, what my teacher said was just made, it was just made." So saying, he slipped into the door, pulled the basket out with all his might, and placed it in front of the two men, and motioned for them to eat.

Luna looked at the blonde elf and then at Achille, then reached out and took a piece of sugar half the size of a palm, golden and fragrant, and licked it, the taste in her mouth was simply sweet. She chuckled softly, "It's delicious, thank you Grandpa Ghost." ”

After speaking, she took another piece and handed it to Achille: "Brother, you can taste it too, it's delicious." Achille is not stupid, it is easy to offend the elf old man in front of him by questioning others in other people's territory, he immediately obediently took the candy and ate it in a big gulp. While eating, I thanked the blade for not making amends.

Blade's face returned to a smiling face, and he said, "I'll forgive you magnanimously for being young and ignorant." You just said that this candy is already there, come on, I'll let you say something, and I'll conjure something for you when you say something. ”

"Can you conjure Brother Dill out?" Luna asked innocently, licking the candy, after all, they had been walking for so long just to find Diarlandor, and if they could conjure it up directly, they wouldn't have to run around with great effort.

"Uh......" Everyone didn't expect Luna to ask such a difficult question all of a sudden. Cantu crouched down and explained to the little girl, "This thing can only conjure up a dead thing. You can't teleport people from somewhere else......"

"Hmph, who said you can't! Just consume more energy!" Blade suddenly snorted coldly when he heard Cantu's words, and then raised his hands and said something in his mouth. Everyone saw the dome over the huge jungle suddenly open, and then hundreds of jars with spiral wings flew up from the woods and flew out of the open roof.

"Teacher, what are you doing here? What are those flying around?" Cantu nervously glanced at the changes around him, and the others were also nervously guarded, this elf old man was very strange. I don't know what to do right now.

Luna pouted. said aggrievedly: "Grandpa Ghost, I was wrong, I don't want you to become Brother Dill anymore, these things are so scary." ”

Master Thrive had a smile on his face. But the attitude is very resolute: "No, no. I've always been a man of my word. Rest assured. What flew out just now was the flying collection box, and the gadgets I made only needed a little power. It will automatically fly out to pick the fruit of the black leaf fern. It's the little thing I've remodeled by studying their documentation. With that, he let out a whistle and summoned a collection box.

Everyone gathered up curiously to see how this self-flying gadget worked. It was a round metal jar with a diameter of one foot and a height of one foot, with windmill-like blades on it, stacked in two layers of spirals, and when rotated, it could bring a strong upward force.

The jar below has a trumpet-shaped suction cup, and when the blades rotate at high speed, the suction cup produces a huge suction force, which is probably used to collect the ripe fruit into the jar.

The flying tool was fast, and while everyone was curiously studying the samples provided by the Blade, the earliest collection box had already flown back. They flew above the Soul Forge and cracked a quarter of the way through the sides, then poured a belly full of black fruit onto the top of the furnace.

Fayle flew a little higher with the levitation technique, the feed port of this furnace was different from Bran's, that is, a triangular bucket-shaped trough directly above, while Bran's was a sealed metal door to prevent the raw materials from escaping.

The air was filled with the sound of the wings of these flying props turning, and the collection boxes that had cleared themselves of the fruits they had collected immediately flew out again. Cantu asked enviously, "Teacher, how do you make them automatically recognize the fruit and make sure they don't get lost or crash?"

Blade had a struggling expression on his face, and he wanted to give the answer, but it seemed that he couldn't say it because of some strong constraint. Finally, he shook his hand angrily and said, "I can't say, secret." Hey, if I can pass on the things from here to the outside, the whole world will change for them, and their things are even more magical than magic. ”

Zoya asked curiously, "Who are they?"

The old elf sighed and said, "The master here...... Or those creatures from the depths of the starry sky. That's all I can say, or I'll be locked up or purged by the watchmen. ”

Everyone's curiosity was hung high, but after the master of the serier blade said this, he closed his mouth and began to pinch his fingers to calculate something.

"What is he doing?" asked Cantu in a whisper, and the others pricked up their ears curiously for the elf's answer. Cantu also replied in a low voice: "I think he is calculating the energy required, since I just said that this device needs to absorb energy to complete the conversion, the specific energy number to complete a conversion must be calculated, otherwise it will be bad if it is only half converted at that time." ”

"Half!" exclaimed Lovelan, "do you mean that only half a man will be summoned, and will he still live?"

As soon as everyone heard this, there was a scene in their minds of half of Diarrando crawling out from the inside, and their faces suddenly darkened.

Then the Blade suddenly stopped calculating, then waved his arm and said, "Enough is enough! At his command, the white jars flew into the jungle again, not knowing where they were hiding.

The elven ghost turned and grimaced at everyone, then took off his translucent cloak and put it on the door of the finished product like a trick, and happily made a gesture to unveil it.

Everyone rushed up to stop him: "Don't! We believe you, please, don't pass it on." "But the other party is a ghost, who can stop him.

"Ah, so you're all here! I'll find you!" said Dearlando's voice from the other side of the dome garden, and a door appeared on the wall there at some unknown point. Diarlando, whose clothes were tattered and his hair was still stained with dust and black leaves, greeted everyone happily and strode over.

Then he disappeared from his feet under the gaze of the crowd. Almost every step he takes, his body loses a foot or so in height. When his thighs began to disappear, he seemed to realize the problem and looked down.

"What the hell, what's going on?" he watched in horror as his body vanished out of thin air, and while he didn't feel pain, the sight was too shocking.

"Master, stop teleporting!"

"Master Blade, please stop!"

"Boss!!"

"Woooooooooo......oo Brother Diehl!!"

In the confusion, Dearrando had disappeared to his chest, and he curiously waved his remaining arms under the empty ribcage, and then his hands disappeared as well.

"It's the weirdest thing I've ever seen today......" He grimaced, wondering why his bare head could still float in the air, and then disappear completely.

Everyone rushed to the place where he disappeared in horror, only to see a small handful of very short blonde hair on the ground, Zoya picked up the hair, and said in a trembling voice: "Oh my God, he only has his hair left!"

The ghost of the Blade floated after them, and when he saw the hair, he said dissatisfiedly, "Damn, I still undercounted, and there was hair that didn't teleport over." ”

"What do you mean?" everyone asked in unison.

Then I heard a knock from the direction of the soul furnace, and Deirlando's anxious voice came from there: "Hey, what the hell is going on, what's going on in this black cell? Let me out!"

Everyone hurried back when they heard this, Cantu, who ran the fastest, was the first to rush over and open the door, and Diarrando was knocking on the door hard, slamming into the air, and fell out of it directly, but fortunately he reacted quickly, so he didn't fall and gnaw on the mud.

All eyes were on the top of his head, the messy blonde hair on top of his head had been neatly shaved off, and was now less than two fingers wide at its shortest point.

"Oh my God...... That's too much to hang, Master Thrors, if you count a little less, wouldn't he have no skull?" Zoya approached Diarlando with a pale face, and touched the top of his head to check for any wounds or something.

The elven ghost was still struggling with why there was a miscalculation, when a belated flying collection box flew over from the roof, and then threw a jar of fruit into it, and after flying not far away, it exploded.

"Uh......" Everyone saw the small and inconspicuous collection box explode, like a large fireball, which was extremely spectacular, and the shock wave of the explosion even interrupted several nearby trees.

Blade slapped his head, pointed to the black smoke left behind after the explosion, and said, "I said, how could my calculation be wrong, it turns out that a collection box is broken, and a box of raw materials is missing." You're lucky, young man, if there are two more boxes missing, we'll probably have to talk to your corpse by now. ”

Dilrando, who couldn't figure out what was happening, scratched the top of his head, feeling that it was suddenly much cooler, calmed the emotional Zoya and Luna Akili, and then asked curiously, "How do you talk to the corpse?" (to be continued......