After thinking about it for an unknown amount of time, Albert felt that his magic had recovered a lot, so he first used a lighting magic to light up the current place, so that he didn't have to touch the dark.

Albert's use of illumination was not as large as that of Yasinger, but it was also possible to see clearly within a radius of ten meters at the same time, and he had already figured out the underground palace, and the only way out was to break a hole from above and then break out against the falling quicksand.

Thinking of this, Albert is in trouble again, and he is now injured, even if he is in full state, it is very difficult to break through the fifty meters of yellow sand, let alone bring someone with him now.

Thinking about it, Albert couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

Water... Water...

At this time, from the mouth of Pandora Yasinger began to murmur out of the water.

Only then did Albert notice the state of Yasinger beside him, covered in blood, the original gorgeous clothes had been torn by the battle, and there were still three or four places on his body where he could see very serious wounds with the naked eye, and the bones were visible.

The corners of Pandora Yasinger's mouth have been cracked due to long-term dehydration, and it seems that even if the injuries on his body do not threaten his life, this lack of water can make him not live long.

"I owe you a lot!"

Albert muttered, and reluctantly left Pandora Yasinger to find a water source for him, but could there be water in this huge underground palace? Albert instantly thought of the underground prison, there was water there, but the water there had a turbid stench, and it was okay for people to drink it?

Even though he wasn't sure there was water, Albert chose to collect every corner of the palace in earnest, knowing that if he didn't find water, Pandora Yasinger would really die.

Time passed little by little, and Albert had not returned, but Yasinger had woken up unconsciously.

Even though Yasinger opened his eyes, every time he moved, he felt a sharp pain.

Rustling...

In the fog, Yasinger seemed to hear a noise around him, but he didn't have the strength to check the source of the sound.

Rustling...

The sound continued, although Yasinger's body could not move, but his consciousness had recovered, at this time he was already thinking about the source of this sound, when Albert left, the scope of the illumination had moved away with Albert, and it was pitch black in Yasinger at this time.

Yasinger touched the ground beneath him with his fingers, it was hard and like a large stone slab, which was a little different from the ground in the ruined side hall, because there had been a battle, so the ground was almost all sand, and it was impossible for such a flat position to exist.

Secondly, Yasinger can always feel a hot breath on his face, and there is an indescribable unpleasant smell in the heat, which is more like the taste of an animal's mouth if you feel it carefully.

Yasinger was thinking about where he was at this time, but soon there was another feeling in his body, a viscous liquid began to wrap around his body, sticky and a little cold, although it felt a little nauseous, but after the liquid stayed on Yasinger's body for a while, he felt much more comfortable, especially the injured part of his body.

The rustling continued, and Yasinger was enjoying it while still thinking about the source of the sound, and judging from these unknown actions, the other party seemed to have no ill will towards him, and the fact that he was able to heal himself showed this.

But there is another thing that Yasinger is more worried about than the injury he was treated, and that is about the side effects of the magic of the seventh stage, the chapter of disorder, the magic clock, which is not so much a side effect as an irregular manifestation of the magic enforced, which is also very related to the special magic of the magic of the magic clock.

'Phantom clock', can create an illusory time that flows to a different direction from real time, and blends with real time during the time when the created clock flows, and then interferes with or even bans real time, but although this magic has a powerful power, its counter-effect is also for the caster himself, because it is to manipulate time, so the caster will also be disturbed by this magic, and the nature of the interference is slightly different, like when dealing with the gray demon before,' The magic embodiment shown by the magic clock is to use the illusory time crossing in real time to cause the time chain to break and produce breakpoints, so the low-level demons like the gray devil can't prevent such a thing from happening, so they are torn apart by the breakpoints generated, and they are crushed into ashes by reality and illusion, so the interference that Pandora Yasinger, as a spellcaster, will be disturbed by messy time fluctuations, which will affect Pandora. Since the real time is cut off and added to the virtual time, Pandora Yasinger's life line will be marked with the mark of virtual time, so that the existing age can be changed according to the length of this virtual time breakpoint.

Yasinger is worried that if the time break point is too long, it will directly affect his life, because the virtual time point cannot be controlled, if the time generated at this virtual time point is advanced forward or backward by tens or hundreds of years, then Yasinger will get the same fate as the gray demon because his current body cannot withstand this great change.

Albert searched almost all the places he could go to in the underground palace, probably because Albert's luck was so good, that he finally found two large water tanks in an inconspicuous corner, and the water tank was very well sealed, so the water in it was still clear after such a long time.

Albert hurried back to Pandora Yasinger with a vessel for water, but when he returned, he was almost stunned by what he saw.

From Albert's point of view, aside from his position where he could see Yasinger's position, Yasinger's left and right were already surrounded by dense marching ants, and at this time, two or three marching ants were already close to Yasinger's body, looking as if they were eating him.

Bang!

Albert was so frightened that he dropped the water vessel on the ground, and the sound attracted the marching ants who surrounded Pandora Yasinger.

No!

Albert didn't want the giant ants to eat it, but now he had managed to attract the attention of the marching ants, and there was only a wall behind him, and there was no way to retreat.

However, what Albert didn't expect was that the marching ants only turned their gaze over for less than two seconds, and then turned their attention back to Yasinger.

Albert leaned against the wall and did not dare to move for half a minute, but as time passed, he seemed to notice that the marching ants did not seem to be eating Pandora Yassinger, but spitting something out of their mouths and attaching to Yassinger's body.

The scene was deadlocked, and Yasinger was still receiving treatment from the marching ants, replacing a new marching ant every three or two minutes to spit out the healing liquid, and it continued like this for nearly three hours, and Albert's legs were almost numb as he stood against the corner.

The healing fluid of the marching ants does not recover as quickly as the priest treats, as if a medicine for external injuries needs to be absorbed little by little, in order to make Pandora Yasinger recover, the marching ants have gathered in a queue and lined up to treat him, as for what purpose Yasinger does not know, Albert does not know.

Four hours later, what had worried Yasinger had happened, because there was a faint pain from all the bones in his body, which were unconsciously moving closer to a point, and they were stiff, regardless of the connection of the limbs.

Yazinger grinned, the pain far worse than any kind of injury, beads of sweat sliding down the sides of his cheeks, a sudden condition that the marching ants didn't know what to do.

Albert could see Yasinger clearly from a distance and in the dim light, but he also understood that the marching ants seemed to be saving Pandora Yasinger, and he didn't quite understand why this was happening.

After Pandora Yasinger had been writhing for a long time because of the severe pain, Albert had the courage to walk over to see, at this time, Pandora Yasinger's body was wrapped in a bright green light, and the original healing liquid of the marching ants was also partially repelled by this bright green light, which made the treatment effect suddenly drop a lot.

But the effect of the healing solution was gone, and the green light treated Pandora Yasinger's injuries from another angle, and the wound began to heal quickly and the strange gas floating from the wound could be clearly seen, not only that, but the scars left by the previous injuries actually began to slowly dissipate, and were replaced by new skin, which looked as tender and smooth as the skin of a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child.

Not only that, but one of them, who seemed to be their leader, actually ordered his subordinates to build a cave for Yasinger to get out of the underground palace, and shook his tentacles at Albert a few times.

Albert looked at the mutated Pandora Yasinger and the marching ants that signaled to him, and immediately understood that it was the marching ants who thought that Yasinger had reached the point where they could not be cured, so they opened a passage for them to return to the ground, and then let themselves leave with Pandora Yasinger.

Albert said thank you to the marching ants, and then hurriedly led Pandora Yasinger towards the cave they had opened, no one knew what happened to Pandora Yassinger, Albert didn't have time to think about these things, the most important thing right now was to keep his life...

(End of Volume 1)