Chapter 223 Echoes of Fury
Five Minutes Later
Ji Xiaodao left the bed expressionlessly, waved his hand gently, and two thin black lines suddenly stretched in the shadows Tightly, close the door of the main house securely.
"Although I don't know whether his words are true or false..."
The dark elf girl looked back at those black eyes as calm as the abyss, and said coldly: "But I really I am very curious about what kind of expressions those young masters and ladies who are not secretive about worldly affairs will show when they see the true face of 'Your Excellency Sin Lord'."
"It was expected that Cedric came to express his goodwill on behalf of the surname Digory." Mo ignored the dark elf girl's teasing and just said lightly: "The main sources of information about Farah's fall are Garros and Galahad. As well as the two war groups under their command, I, the little sinner, am not qualified to let the No. 3 figure in the intelligence department come to visit me. He is just here as a formality."
Ji Xiaodao leaned on the table gracefully. Next to him, he wiped the thin sword on his waist that was more decorative than practical: "William was originally ready to let this matter settle. If you hadn't been paralyzed in a wheelchair some time ago to stop it, Faraosis The treason has long been known to everyone..."
"All I need is the fall of Farah itself." Although the face under the mask was still a little pale, it was no longer sick. He stood up. He walked slowly to the closed door and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Now that the goal has been achieved, the rest is irrelevant. As long as the person is dead, there is no difference between treason and unsolved cases."
Ji Xiaodao chuckled: "You seem to talk more today than before, is it because you are afraid that I will hold a grudge?"
"I just don't want you to use these stupid words frequently in the future. Questions bother me." Mo looked back at her coldly, with no expression on his face: "Especially these questions that you are well aware of."
The dark elf girl shrugged, her slender white index finger gently brushed the sword blade, and she smiled: "I heard that men like to show their superiority by answering stupid questions that are irrelevant."
"There should be no other arrangements for today." Mo Que had lost interest in continuing to chat with her, and just asked lightly: "Is the magic circle that Garros set up before stable?"
Ji Xiaodao put away his rapier and nodded: "It has been stable this morning and can be activated at any time. However, the situation is still relatively sensitive now. Do you really want to go and confirm it in person?"
< br>"Let's go."
Mo just answered with two words in an understatement, then opened the door and left the main room.
[Together with Garros and Galahad, I asked William to postpone Farah's sentence. Is there another reason other than to eliminate suspicion... Because there has not yet been a conviction, the court mages will not be involved there for the time being... Hmm, scary guy. 】
Ji Xiaodao curled her lips, and then silently followed the other person out of the room, heading towards the big room that always made her feel uncomfortable.
......
Ten minutes later
Tron, seventh floor of Osiris Mage Tower, teleportation room
This is the residence of the late protector of the country, Pharaoses. It is also one of the largest and most complex mage towers in the entire southwest continent. The teleportation room alone is hundreds of square meters, and is dotted with star-like arcane towers. Sparks of art, overflowing The mysterious circuit filled with magic power shines brightly on the floor made of magic stone. Three extremely rare pieces of illusory amber are hovering endlessly, and several space magic inscriptions solidified inside are stable day and night. of the surrounding environment.
Even though Ji Xiao Island has been there twice, he can’t help but be shocked by this exquisite space. Although it is not a fairyland like poetry and painting, this place is in the eyes of most people. The magic temple is often more amazing.
Because this is not a natural gift, but the crystallization of wisdom and knowledge.
Especially for players with completely different styles of painting from this world, the impact will only be greater.
But unfortunately, Ji Xiaodao, who has been carefully observing the ink, found that the former did not make any waves. Whether it was his expression, emotion or eyes, they were exactly the same as his usual Gujing Wubo appearance. .
"You wouldn't be an antisocial monk who joined a terrorist organization in reality, right?" the girl couldn't help but complain.
As a result, Mo ignored her at all and just looked around casually.
[It’s so boring...]
Ji Xiaodao, a girl who is always secretly ridiculed by others as the 'Queen of Low Pressure and Three Nothings', couldn't help but think so, and snorted softly. Stop talking.
After a moment, Mo nodded, then looked back at Ji Xiaodao, whose expression became increasingly cold: "That thing should be on the third floor, right?"
"Yeah."
"Take me there..."
"It's not a small rack, and there aren't many twists and turns, so someone needs to lead the way."
Ji Xiaodao glared at Mo coldly, and then took a familiar step: "Follow me, although this place is really not that complicated, but if you accidentally touch something, it will be. You will also suffer, right? Garros has suffered a lot in the past two days..."
Mo did not respond, but quietly followed the girl and left the teleportation room.
...
Fifteen minutes later
Osiris Mage Tower, three-story savings room
This is an area that is more than ten times larger than the teleportation room. In the place where Farah usually stores things, countless things that people cannot name are displayed on the rows of semi-circular wooden shelves around it. It can be said that it is almost endless. From here, you can see Farah's miraculous skills. With his skills in space magic, he has almost moved the space for an epic storage equipment directly into reality, and can also ensure its stability and safety. This is an unimaginable project in the eyes of knowledgeable people.
But that was not what Mo was paying attention to. He just walked straight to a metal doll in the center of the ring-shaped storage room and looked at it carefully...
[Assistant Puppet]
Manufacturer: Luther King
Category: Special
Quality: Only Excellent
HP: 30000/30000
Magic reserve: 5950/6000
Enchanting: Intermediate fire resistance, intermediate lightning resistance, high-level physical damage reduction
Core: Level 20 Arcane Demon
Activation restrictions: Any profession level 35, 900 magic value
Usage: After activating the arcane magic spirit, the assistant puppet will obey the activator's orders.
Traits: Magic power drive, low-level immunity, strong defense
Skills: low-level position construction, mid-level inscription engraving, mid-level magic circle drawing, mid-level mold creation
[Remarks: This It's for an assistant Assistant-type assistant puppet that serves as an assistant, recommended retail price is 30,000 gold coins]
"Garros thought this puppet was made by Farah." Ji Xiaodao also walked up to the assistant puppet and smiled in a low voice. :"I I can see the item description, but I can't explain things like the player's perspective to him."
Mo stretched out his right hand and pressed it on the head of the assistant puppet in front of him, and shook his head slightly: "Luther King is a person. An underestimated person, maybe he didn't realize it until he died. If the two had the same strength, Garros wouldn't even be able to last ten minutes in front of him. Of course, for Garros, this premise is inherently unfair... …”
Ji Xiaodao's cold expression became a little confused. She felt that Garros was much better than Luther from any angle, so it was difficult to understand what Mo said. However, the girl did not ask any more questions. It was not that she could not lose face, it was just that She knew very well that even if she asked the other party, he would not answer.
A few seconds later, two rays of purple light lit up in the empty eye sockets of the assistant puppet, and the demon spirit inside was activated.
[He indeed has a profession that exceeds level 35... Really, is this still a human being...] Ji Xiaodao watched indifferently as the other party activated the thing in front of him in an understatement, and found that his heart actually Extraordinarily calm.
And Mo just lightly ordered the activated puppet: "Stand up."
The latter stood up obediently, bowed respectfully, and then...
A black flame suddenly ignited inside the puppet's skull, and Ji Xiaodao only heard a harsh 'crackling' sound in his head. There was an explosion in the ears, and then I saw the puppet falling heavily to the ground, twitching for a while and then becoming motionless.
"What are you..."
The dark elf girl was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Mo with a somewhat blank expression: "Was it preparing to rebel just now?"
< br>"No, I just checked whether the puppet is intact." The latter shook his head, grabbed the assistant puppet's neck with one hand and lifted it up, and then took out a black crystal bottle from the bag: "Of course. I really don’t think that the arcane magic spirit that is only level 20 can play any role.”
Ji Xiaodao blinked in confusion, then looked at the small bottle in the other person's hand that he had a vague impression of, and was stunned for a moment: "What are you going to do..."
Buzz! ! ! !
The crazy storm suddenly blew up, and Ji Xiaodao was lifted up high before she could even see what was happening. At the same time, a thin black crystal appeared behind her, unloading Most of the impact was lost, and the girl's already immobile body slowly fell to the ground.
She wanted to raise her head to see what was going on, but she couldn't control her body at all. If it weren't for the crystal curtain behind her supporting her, Ji Xiaodao might have been hit by the one after another at this moment. The impact shattered the wall.
A thunderous roar exploded not far away...
"How dare you! How dare you! You! How! How dare!!!"
A violent dizziness hit, and Ji Xiaodao actually lost nearly 30% of his life under this roar. value, and the black crystal behind her turned into a spherical barrier in the next moment, swallowing her up.
In the center of the storm filled with rage and murderous intent, the slender black figure was leaning comfortably behind a statue of a god, with the slightly raised corners of his mouth filled with unspeakable madness and malice: " Why don’t I dare?”
Under the protection of [Fallen Angel Statue], his health value decreases at a rate of less than 1% per second.
“It doesn’t hurt or itch...”
Mo gently supported his mask, then stretched out his hand to hold it in mid-air: "But it seems that this thing can't fit you, so that's fine, otherwise I will be very disappointed."
"I Curse you! Curse you to be burned by the endless fire of karma! Curse you to be abandoned by everything in this world! Curse your sinful soul to live forever..."
Boom! !
A dark red crack more than ten meters long suddenly appeared in the center of the storage room, cutting off the restless storm, strangling the vicious curse, and tearing apart the material that had been solidified countless times. Space ended this not-so-long conversation.
“Not even one-tenth…”
Mo lowered his head and glanced at the remains of the puppet, which had been broken into dozens of pieces. He reached out and put the constantly shaking little black bottle back into his bag, and lightly stamped his feet: "It's still far from enough."
[The Fallen Angel Statue] disappeared silently, and the quietly rising dark flames swallowed up the metal fragments scattered around.
"And you are just stating the facts, it is not a curse at all..."
...
Five minutes later
Ji Xiaodao, who was sealed in darkness, regained her senses. She stood up unsteadily, looked at the man in front of her with a complex expression, and asked in a low voice: "Did you fail?"
"Obviously." Mo gently snapped his fingers, clearing the black area behind the girl. The crystals dispersed invisibly, and he said casually: "Let Garros collect alchemy, engineering or magic puppets through various channels. The higher the level, the better. At the same time, try to recruit some talents in related fields, only based on ability, regardless of origin."
Ji Xiaodao sighed Qi: "I will tell him."
"Very good." Mo adjusted his collar, then looked around: "In addition, let him pack up and take away everything here in batches. Put it in the basement of the Duke's Palace for now, and then add some of his own collection. "Don't make it too obvious."
"Are you sure those court mages in the future won't be suspicious?" Ji Xiaodao frowned and shook his head: "I don't think they can't tell that there is a great magician. What a huge gap there is between the collections of the two sages.”
Mo smiled silently, then turned and walked towards the entrance: "It doesn't matter, the royal family obviously wants to delay Farah's matter for a while longer. It doesn't matter if he is really convicted one day and his house is confiscated by those palace mages. Because by then we should no longer have to worry about this kind of thing."
[We...are...]
Ji Xiaodao smiled bitterly and shrugged. , struggling to move his stiff body to follow the other party, and whispered: "I understand...and, thank you just now."
"No need, I only saved you temporarily because of your value. It’s just more important than your life.”
“Although it’s a bit inappropriate, your line is really too villainous and a little bit silly...”
Ji Xiaodao rolled his eyes, but Mo Tan ignored her complaints at all.
"And..."
The girl stopped talking but hesitated.
"Huh?" The black eyes under the mask were full of indifference and impatience.
"Aren't we going back from the seventh floor? Why are you going to the magic center?" The dark elf girl asked in confusion: "Is there anything worth paying attention to there?"
Mo was silent for a moment, then gently held up his mask...
"It's nothing, just go back like this."
"Okay, but it should be okay even if I go over there to take a look. ..."
"No, let's go."
"Okay, as you wish."
Chapter 220: The End
(End of this chapter)