HP Approaches the Magical World

Is there any need to say such nonsense?

Jon slandered in his heart. Isn't it clear enough that they were being targeted at this moment? Need a special reminder?

But this is probably some kind of weird sense of ritual. Anyway, after the man in the lead finished saying this, he drew his dagger.

—if that thing was his weapon.

It shouldn't look like anything ordinary.

I heard before that wizards in Egypt don't like to use magic wands. They have learned the ability to cast spells without wands since they were young, and they have learned the use of many other weapons. Now it seems that it should be true.

And then, in the picture, these people drew out their weapons one after another, and looked towards a corner.

"What are they looking at?"

Jon hissed lightly and asked suspiciously.

"Isn't there nothing in that place?"

From their third perspective, the direction of those people's guards is nothing, but from the subjective perspective of the parties, it probably doesn't look like this.

"It's the thing that plays the pipa, the phantom it created, and it's probably not a phantom, it should be something like a projection, but you broadcast it with water vapor, and there is no way to fully restore the light and shadow effect there... The place is too far away, If I can intervene in the past, it should be able to restore more clarity."

"That's also... It's not necessary, we just need to look at a general situation, there is no need to personally get involved, it's fine now."

Overlapping Jon's voice was another clear female voice in the picture.

"Never mind what it is," the female voice said, "We'll know if we go and have a look. It's not like we haven't seen this kind of ghost thing in the past. After so many years of travelling, what kind of ghostly place has my old lady never been to? Playing tricks here can't scare my old lady."

Even though he said that, the man didn't take any action.

Behind her, an indifferent middle-aged man squeezed the spear in his hand and walked forward.

What the girl said was indeed true. They have traveled all over the world for so many years, and they have seen almost everything. No matter how weird it is, even real ghosts, as long as the source is destroyed, there will be no danger.

It's a pity, is this really the case?

The middle-aged man who walked forward held a faint light in his hand, and walked to the place in front of them with a long gun in his other hand, and stretched out the tip of the gun.

Then made a provocative action.

"This action is probably like picking a curtain," Luo Hua explained that he is good at this kind of long weapon, so he knows how to explore the way: "This person or the group of them should see a door or a Anything else is at least covered by a curtain, so he made this action to lift the curtain to see who is behind it,

But I don't think this is a very good decision, because it's a bit reckless. There are many ways to see who is behind. It is indeed not a wise choice to risk your own life. "

What he said was correct, because right in the picture, the flame in the small oil lamp in the man's hand suddenly went out.

The flames were extinguished extremely quickly, without a sound.

The tide of darkness gathered from all directions. In the picture made by Jon, it was just pitch black, and one or two faint screams could be heard vaguely, but the sound was far different from the sound just now. Under Shatley's strengthened voice, if it wasn't for Seshatley's enhancement, they probably wouldn't have heard the scream at all.

They picked the wrong place.

"This temple and the small alleys around it should be the bodies of the monsters living here. When they entered this area, they had already entered the hunting range of the monsters.

So no matter how hard they struggle, it is futile, it is a pity for the little equipment on them. "

Seshali has no interest in checking the scene on the screen anymore, because the screen is very clear, there is no room for turning around, the woman who spoke has disappeared, and the man who was leading before was also silent in the darkness, completely gone.

When the darkness in the picture dissipated and the light from the temple entrance illuminated this small area again, there was no one left.

There are two lonely maple leaves scattered in front of the courtyard gate, as if a shy woman just folded the maple leaves here and left, and accidentally dropped two of them.

Among the lanterns, the candlelight is light.

The pipa sounded again.

It's just that this time no one was attracted by the sound of the pipa, as if the long sky had just begun, the sound of the pipa scattered far away, but this time.

No one heard.

...

Luo Hua and the three of them had fallen asleep on the sofa.

After a long period of psychological struggle and Seshali's mental intrusion, this is the first time the three of them have fallen asleep.

A good night's sleep can help them restore their mental strength, so Jon didn't bother them.

Seshali had already closed her eyes, and began to practice magic power and restore the consumed soul power. She didn't know what he had found.

And Jon himself was fiddling with the picture in front of him and the crystal water polo. He still didn't give up on this. Anyway, there was nothing else to do in the long night, and he didn't want to sleep, so he might as well take a look.

Listening more and seeing more will help him increase his understanding of various strange phenomena in this world.

After all, he is not Seshali, so he doesn't have enough knowledge about this place.

It was also because of this that he was able to see the people who stepped here again after a long wait.

But this time it seems to be different.

In the dark.

Someone is stepping on the light.

The girl walking on this piece of land was carrying a machete on her body alone.

The scimitar reflected light like a moon.

In such a thick horror and darkness, the girl ignored the malice surging around, and didn't care about those loose and strange voices.

It's as if you didn't hear it at all.

She walked slowly and heavily to the gate of the temple, gently holding the handle of the scimitar, and bowed in salute.

On the hilt of her scimitar, strange inscriptions are clearly visible.

And Jon has seen that symbol before they came in. The symbol imprinted on a certain huge pyramid in a certain tourist brochure they saw before they came in is the symbol in front of him now.

Not bad at all.