svetikya Chapter 187 The Nest, the Crevice
Chapter 187 The Nest, the Crevice
Chapter 187 The Nest, the Crevice
"Hasn't the truth of the news already been proven by the truth itself?" Luo Ang calmly reached out and took the rubbing of the incomplete spell model and the mental barrier generator.
The use of the mental barrier generator requires mental energy to adjust it to match its frequency, and also requires extracting metal elements from the wizard's body to serve as a framework.
During this process, the wizard's own strength will also be affected to some extent.
Of course, Luo Ang wouldn't do such a thing with someone he didn't know was friend or foe.
He carefully put away the mental barrier generator and then unfolded the parchment scroll.
The complete, incomplete structure of the spell appeared before Loon's eyes.
It's like an old tree that's been struck by lightning, crooked and broken in many ways.
It is like the ruins of a palace that has been sealed for many years.
At first glance, the sense of incompleteness is palpable, and one wants to complete it, but doesn't know where to begin.
However, for Loon, this incomplete structure was just what he needed.
First, I mentally constructed the incomplete structure shown in the parchment scroll.
Then, this incomplete architecture is disassembled.
One node after another was disassembled, twisted, rotated, and compared one by one with the fragmented structures that Luo Ang had salvaged from his own bloodline.
However, building a model in one's mind is ultimately less efficient than drawing on paper, so Loon quickly abandoned his current attempt and turned his attention back to the two wizards.
At this moment, the fear and anxiety in the hearts of these two wizards were palpable, and Loon could feel it clearly.
"Wizard Grell, have you decided how to transfer that new mine slave to me?" Loon asked, drawing Wizard Grell's attention to him.
Originally, Wizard Greer was pondering the impact of the death of a Silver-Grey School wizard on the current situation, how to deal with his mine slaves—and whether he still had a chance to become a registered wizard.
If not, then Earl Brad has no value to me—so, if Earl Brad has no value, do I still need to protect him? Do I still need to clash with this strange and mysterious wizard in front of me because of him?
It seems unnecessary.
However, as Loon's voice rang out, the wizard Grell's attention returned to what was in front of him, and all the chaotic thoughts in his mind vanished in an instant.
The death of a Silver Grey School wizard in the Kingdom of the Shield is certainly a problem.
But that's just the trouble that follows—compared to that, the strange and young wizard who brought this news is the real problem that needs to be solved right now.
"How you give it to me is not up to me, but up to you." With a shocked gesture, Wizard Grell unfastened his hood, revealing his aged face. He glanced at Wizard Fallon beside him and nodded slightly, implying to Wizard Fallon that their previous agreement still remained in effect: to join forces to capture this unfamiliar young wizard before them!
He desperately wanted to know the details of the death of the Silver Grey School wizard—but it was clear that knowing these details would come at a considerable cost.
But he was unwilling to pay those prices again, and besides, the strange and mysterious wizard in front of him might not be willing to use those details to make a deal.
Therefore, we can only use force.
"Interesting. What do you mean by 'not about you, but about me'?" Luo Ang raised an eyebrow, revealing a curious expression.
"Miners were also wizards."
"The newly captured mine slaves are unruly and have not yet been tamed. Taking them away or getting them to condense magic stone fragments is a rather difficult task."
"If I bring him directly to you, both the process of me bringing him out and the process of you taking him away will be somewhat troublesome."
"To avoid these troubles, I hope you can go to the place where I imprisoned him and take him away—that way, even if there are subsequent troubles, they will only be your troubles, not mine," Wizard Grell said frankly, seemingly not very good at communicating with others.
"However, it is ultimately a rather dangerous thing for a wizard to go to another wizard's place. I am also worried that you will overthink it and that you will do something reckless."
"I think we should just go directly to the place where you, Wizard Grell, imprisoned the miners."
The wizard Fallon also unfastened his hood.
"Is it right beneath this crevice?" Luo Ang looked curiously at the dark crevice in front of him—it looked as if someone had used a huge weapon to pierce the earth.
This is the lair of the wizard Grell.
The three of them, each with their own ulterior motives and mutual affection, easily lured Loon to Grell's lair, intending to use it to capture Loon and interrogate him there.
The crevice was pitch black, with wisps of mist swirling within, obscuring one's vision.
Looking at this environment, Luo Ang felt inexplicably at ease.
Speaking of which, this was the first time he had seen the lairs of the wizards from the central kingdoms since he set foot on the continent. It must be said that if the other wizards also hid their lairs in places shrouded in mist to conceal their location, it would be great news for Loon.
"This is it." Wizard Grell nodded. "We wandering wizards are not protected by any school of thought. We live in hiding and have no territory to protect us like any other school of thought does."
"The only places we can settle down are these naturally dangerous places," said Wizard Grell, leading the way down into the crevice before calling to Loon.
"Young friend, follow me, and don't go astray ahead."
Loen then stepped into the mist.
It was warm in the mist, with geothermal heat from the magma spreading through it.
Beneath the mist lies a peculiar geomagnetic field, similar to a wizard's spiritual energy field, but even more wondrous. Its frequency constantly changes due to variations in the earth's crust and the flow of magma, severely restricting a wizard's spiritual energy and making it difficult to expand freely as it does in the outside world.
Clearly, this is a naturally formed dangerous area.
Ordinary people cannot come here, and if a regular wizard is not familiar with the situation inside the mist, the strength he can exert will be greatly affected.
Judging from the words of the wizard Grell, the wandering wizards of the central kingdoms seem to choose places to settle down in terrains that interfere with their mental power and are dangerous and complex.
The three of them wandered through the mist, twisting and turning—during which time, Luo Ang also secretly released his concealment from the mist.
The spell was cast and withdrawn at will, and neither of the two wizards noticed its movement.
After releasing the hiding mist, Loon clearly realized that the underground fog could also be considered a "cloud" and could be affected by his spell.
As a result, Luo Ang felt increasingly at ease.
After walking for a while longer, when the two temporary spells in Loon's meditation space dissipated, the wizard Grell's voice finally rang out.
"arrive.
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