Chapter 458 457. Detention Measures
This mountain road went very smoothly, and Lan En and the others' efforts in the previous week were very effective.
There are no blood-sucking creatures hiding in the dark, nor are there any flesh-and-blood remains scattered in a pool on the white snow.
Led by Ged, they arrived at the detention facility designed by Anahad.
This is a valley, with three mountain tops blocking a small depression in the middle of the mountain foot.
"Wow."
When the full picture of this small depression appeared in the eyes of the three people on the hillside, Lan En licked his thin lips, touched his forehead and sighed.
"Okay."
"No matter what it is inside, it's definitely not easy to get rid of."
This depression in the mountains has obvious traces of man-made things.
Circles of roads go down deep like a whirlpool, and are only wide enough for one person to pass. The ground is paved with simple wooden sticks to prevent slipping.
The midday sun shines down from the sky, and there are occasionally a few wooden pillars on the narrow road, with the tattered cloth on them fluttering in the wind.
With enough light, the place does not feel gloomy, but there is a sense of decadence and death.
As soon as they stepped onto the spiral downward road from the hillside, Lan En and Gede began to make a "squeaking" sound from their necks.
The two roaring bear head necklaces began to shake regularly.
Chaos magic is abundant here.
In terms of quantity, it is even comparable to the winter solstice in other places.
The wind traveled back and forth between the mountain nests, blowing the tattered rags.
Lan En looked around at this deathly silent terrain. Under the confused gazes of Gerd and Regis, he changed his position four or five times in succession.
The distance between each station is tens of meters.
On his retina, a waterfall-like data flow was refreshing.
“According to the changes in the severity of the badge’s vibration, after accurate calculations, the chaotic magic flow diagram of the current environment is as follows.”
Mentos quantified the severity of the badge’s vibration and used it as a basis Based on this, combined with Lan En's spatial position, a formula and graph were derived.
Finally presented to the subject.
What appeared on Lan En's retina was a figure similar to the boardwalk under his feet, like a spiraling downward funnel.
"Anahad has attracted the power of the three surrounding mountains here. He is using the power of the surrounding mountains to suppress something."
Lan returned to Regis and Gede, carrying With his brows, he made a circle that gradually narrowed downwards with his fingers and said to them.
“His knowledge of magic is so high!”
Regis’s voice was as soft and slow as ever: “I once heard of someone who uses chaos magic to link a certain mountain range in the world. It is possible to mobilize the power of the mountain, but Anahad is not a demon hunter? Does he really have this ability? "
" The first batch of witchers." Gede interrupted.
"That group of people received a thorough education from Arzu and Malaspina! Two great mages who have left their names in history! Those two old bastards didn't know what they would create at the beginning. I guess it's for them. All he has learned is the knowledge of warlocks.”
“It’s not surprising that Anahad has such a level. In terms of theory, he is probably more advanced than most magicians. The ancestor’s knowledge from hundreds of years ago?”
As a highly discriminated demon hunter, Gede certainly had complaints about the founder of this human mutation technology, and he finally stabbed the current one. Warlocks.
Lan En and Regis looked at each other, both of them had unpleasant expressions.
Because the person who allows Anahad to put up such a fight must be a ruthless character no matter how you think about it.
Now, it is basically certain that at the bottom of this spiral road, there should be a high-level vampire.
The three people continued to walk down, and the closer they were to the core below, the more violently the two demon hunters' badges shook. Lane passed an uprooted wooden pile on the road.
He found that there were some decayed biological tissues buried in the roots of the wooden pile.
It looks a bit like the salivary glands of a gliding lizard.
It seems that Anahad guided the flow of power from the surrounding mountains through ritual and alchemy.
The sophistication of this technique is not at all like the style of the Xiong School.
It can only be said that the initial batch of demon hunters were taught by the two archmages to become all-rounders.
All the way down, the three people reached the lowest end of the spiral road.
There is a mine dug there. It is not deep and you can see the bottom from outside the cave.
There is an iron cage with an all-steel structure inside the mine.
A humanoid creature is being locked in a cage.
When the three people came to the bottom, the things in the cage began to stare at them.
His eyes shone slightly like a demon hunter in the darkness of the mine.
The three people looked at each other, but no one made a sound.
Lan En, Gede and Regis were shocked by what they saw, while the one in the cage was because he couldn't make a sound.
That was a strong man, with neat hair, handsome eyebrows, and a strong body.
But he lost his entire lower jaw, and the bloody gap reached to his chest!
It was like someone pulled his chin, and then directly tore off a large piece of bone and flesh including the chin!
And his right shoulder and right hand also completely disappeared.
The bloody wound was exposed to the air without any cover-up. Even from the position of the disappeared right shoulder, one can still see the ups and downs and expansion of the lungs in the chest.
Any normal person with either of these two wounds should die within five minutes.
But the man in the cage, not only was he not dead, his wounds looked very fresh, a kind of growing freshness.
Lan En's eyes narrowed slightly.
No, that's not the feeling. His wounds are literally growing back! Although the process is very slow, as slow as drops of water passing through a stone.
"Anahad mobilized the power of three mountains just to suppress his regeneration?"
Gede said in a voice that was almost a sigh.
"This place must be hundreds of years old! How many hundreds of years has he survived with this injury?"
At the same time, Lan En suddenly raised his head, standing in the lowlands. The low end looks upward.
Some black spots gradually appeared on the snow on the slopes of the three nearby mountains.
Those black spots were moving very fast, with snowflakes splashing under their feet and sliding down toward this depression.
They will occasionally let out a low growl or two of resistance, but they will eventually move forward here.
"Bat-winged Brain Demon, Bat-winged Demon, Blood Demon."
Lan En's left hand rested on the scabbard at his waist and he glanced at the man in the cage.
“You really called these things here.”
The man in the cage looked at the three people outside the cave entrance, his eyes calm and unwavering.
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(End of this chapter)