Ten strong men stood in the six star corners of the magic array, and one hundred prisoners and ten skeleton soldiers gathered in the center of the magic array.

Most of the prisoners were extremely vicious, and their legs trembled when they saw the skeleton soldiers, and they were separated from each other for fear that the skeleton soldiers would suddenly bite them.

Eve stayed in the middle of the formation, and Igo stayed outside the formation, and the two met their eyes as they chanted the magic spell of plane shuttle.

The old and complicated incantation was like some kind of sacrificial song, and the two sang it together, sometimes solemn, sometimes soothing.

The six-pointed star magic array slowly brightened with the spell, starting from six points, shining brightly along the main line, and twelve lines converged to the central position.

The inscriptions around the hexagon, which was filled with energy, swelled brightly, and the hexagonal spun up in unison, turning faster and faster, and finally generating a brilliant pillar of light.

Lu Ming had been staring at the magic array, and when the pillar of light appeared, the hundred prisoners and ten skeleton soldiers in the array disappeared at the same time, and there were no life fluctuations.

The powerhouses of the star horn continued to exert force, the pillar of light continued to brighten, and just when everyone was about to lose their strength to support it, a crack was torn open in the sky.

Everyone was overjoyed and intensified, and the crack gradually stabilized, turning into a portal about three meters high and two meters wide.

Lu Ming immediately summoned a low-level demonic beast flame rat and threw it towards the portal, but the outcome was unexpected, the flame rat hit the portal and was immediately bounced back.

Magic fails.

The crowd ran out of power, and the portal turned into a crack again until it was gone.

The surroundings were calm, but Lu Ming's heart was not calm. The apocalyptic crisis is just around the corner, and when he returns to the Star-Moon Forest, he clearly perceives that the spatial rift is spreading to the land, and many sea tribes have migrated to the coast to live.

Plane shuttle magic is the only way Lu Ming can think of at the moment, if he can't even do it, Lu Ming doesn't know what to do.

Eve dragged her chin in contemplation, not wanting to see Lu Ming lost, the meaning of the existence of the six of them was to solve problems for their masters.

The same goes for Meg and Julie, thinking about what the problem is.

Necromancer Marbury was the lowest-ranking person in the field, he was a prince four hundred years ago, and he had read some literature on teleportation magic, and he had some thoughts about it, but he didn't dare to speak rashly.

Eve noticed the change in his expression and asked, "What do you want to say?"

Marbury no longer hesitated and spoke his mind.

"I don't think magic has failed, it's missing the most crucial step – positioning. The door has been opened, but it has not been determined where it will be, and is therefore a dead door, unless someone can locate the location behind it. ”

Eve and the others moved their gaze to Lu Ming, they knew that Lu Ming was from another world, and there was no doubt that only Lu Ming could locate the plane shuttle magic.

Now that everyone's strength is exhausted, even if Lu Ming has the heart to try, it is not feasible, so he can only wait for everyone to recover their strength.

Julie and her two clansmen were left in the royal capital as VIPs, and the two were powerful and had a very high status in the family, second only to the old patriarch, and Betty could ask them anything.

Julie, the witch of the sheep, has always been only responsible for giving birth, not raising her, and her offspring have developed into a top family, which actually has little to do with her, and completely depends on their own efforts. Only when there is a crisis in the family, Julie will come to the rescue.

Seeing the plump and fair-skinned lady in front of him, Lu Ming can always hook the fire in his heart, she is even more enchanting and moving than Daphne, if she hadn't made an appointment today, she would have been close to Julie.

It takes about seven days for a saint-level powerhouse to fully recover his strength, and if he uses the assistance of the magic core, the time can be shortened to three days.

Within three days, Lu Ming can give himself a vacation to relax his nervousness a little.

Marbury's words rekindled Lu Ming's hope, and it was also in line with Gaia's prophecy that the rescue method was inseparable from himself.

There was a small city on the western border of the Posse Empire called Pula.

A petite figure crept against the shadow of the wall, until it reached a dead end.

"Master?"

The little girl tried to shout, it was Celia who was out on errands.

A man suddenly emerged from around the corner, covered in a black robe, and when he saw Selia, he took off his hat and revealed a grim face.

This person is Selia's master, the Heartless Sword Saint Nejal, the guardian of the Frost and Snow Clan, who saved Selia from the catastrophe back then.

"Why is there no magic heart in you?" said Nejar with a frown.

Selia felt a slight chill when she heard this, she was no longer a young and ignorant little girl, she had learned a lot from Daphne over the years.

Instead of being happy that he had survived, Nejar was concerned about the magical heart that existed in his body.

"Someone has placed a ban on me, and ordinary people can't detect the breath of the magical heart. ”

Nejjar asked, "Who is it?"

"My master. ”

The person who placed the ban was Eve, and Eve was Lu Ming's servant, so there is nothing wrong with the statement here.

Unexpectedly, Nejjar was furious.

"Master, you have become someone else's slave! Have you forgotten the hatred in your heart? Have you forgotten the sinister nature of outsiders?"

In the face of Nejjar's questioning, Selia was unmoved, shook his head and said: "The master is different, he is the kindest person in the world. ”

Nejjar's eyes narrowed as he stared at Selia, who had a magical heart and a perception that was different from ordinary people, and sensed that Nejjar had already moved to kill at this time.

Although Selia had prepared before he came, he still felt distressed, it was Nejjar who saved him, fled all the way, raised himself, and carelessly allowed himself to be captured by the slave group.

I didn't expect him to kill himself, and he was so decisive that he didn't hesitate.

Nejjar laughed.

"I didn't say that your master was a bad person, I just told you that you should not forget the hatred in your heart, and I am looking for you while investigating the participants of the massacre back then, and the enemies are all on this list. ”

Nejjar pulled out a blank piece of paper with people's names written on them from his space equipment.

"As long as you abandon your master and return to me, we will avenge together, avenge your parents, and avenge all your people. ”

Selia looked at Nejjar calmly.

"What if I don't agree?"

Nejjar's eyes snapped open, and Selia was all too familiar with it, and his illusion was taught by Nejjar.

Seeing that Selia was motionless and her expression was dull, Nejar sneered.

"Fool! I want to be someone else's slave, and your master is only me! You can only listen to my orders! I originally wanted to get a complete magic heart, but now I can only train you into a tool, and the power is half small, what a pity. ”

Nejjar drew his sword and aimed it at Selia's heart, suddenly feeling a slight chill in the back of his neck, and the strong threat of death made him break out in a cold sweat in an instant.

The Celestia in front of her disappeared like a bubble, and the real Celestia appeared behind Nejjar, holding Nejar's neck with the thin sword that Lu Ming had given her.

"Illusion rebound?how could you do this magic?!"