Serious People, Who is Learning Magic at Marvel?

In fact, it may be more than just flying.

The transformation of the wind is carried out step by step, and the Master has never done such a transformation that takes so long and is so subtle before. It seemed quite interesting to him.

Feng knew this, but she didn't know how it would affect her. The wolf may just feel that he is eating better and has a bigger appetite.

Looking at the wind lying on the ground eating the pot of dragon heart, He Shenyan smiled lightly. He's starting to understand some of the mentality of Old One and Sishorn, and sometimes, you have to have some fun with yourself.

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The desert will devour you.

Yes, the desert will devour you.

The people of Shurima know this phrase, but few have actually seen the scene.

Hornby was one of them, and he was one of the few people who faced the scene and came back alive to tell what happened to him. He lost his right leg, which in Shurima was basically a death sentence. But Hornby's eloquence is good, he simply wandered around the taverns and became a bard.

His afterlife experiences and local Shurima lore were popular in the tavern, which made life less difficult for Hornby. At least he has something to earn and he can support his family - isn't it satisfying to have only one family?

Today, too, he tells stories in the tavern.

"That creature had a purple shell, and its six hideous compound eyes stared at me in the dark, and I could see the malice in the beast's eyes. I had no choice but to run away..."

In the tavern, Hornby sat on the high platform and told this story, and the people in the audience were drinking and listening intently.

A man shouted, "Hey! Bard, how big is that thing?"

"It's big, about the size of a calf. And they're a lot, and they fly. They ripped my legs out of the dark. The sand is on top, and I never thought their claws would be so sharp."

Another said: "God, that's horrible. I hope you're just telling stories."

Hornby replied, "Sir, as long as you don't come near that area, I'm sure this will only be a story for you."

"Say it again, bard, repeat where that place is!"

"Farajsai.

Remember, sir. Never go near that place, especially at night. ' said Hornby solemnly.

He didn't know if these drunken men would take him seriously after hearing his horrible stories, but he didn't want to see anyone being eaten by those things again.

The mage sat in the smelly tavern with the wind at his feet. In fact, the investigation of local customs can be regarded as one of his research directions. These similar but different places between the worlds are very interesting. This bard is a pleasant surprise, he has the breath of those things.

The mage thought that he would be corrupted like all the mortals who had touched the things of the other world, so he had their breath on him. Unexpectedly, this man's unexpected good luck, he is not only sane, but can also rely on his past misfortune to eat.

Although he may not want to make a living this way at all.

But this is still a problem worth noting. In his vision, there is an erratic purple light on the bard, flying up and down around his body. This is obviously a hunting mark, and the mage is a little puzzled.

Generally speaking, the things in the other world will not let any objects that can be eaten - unless you are so big that they can't even eat them all at once, they will drag you into the other side of the starry sky and slowly divide the food. .

But what is this mortal capable of? Can the Void let him go temporarily, just to make the next mark? He Shenyan suddenly realized that his perception of the void might be wrong. The things in the other world and the void may be similar, but they are definitely not the same thing. The void...may already possess intelligence, rather than a purely irrational creature like the otherworldly thing.

His expression turned serious, and if his guesses were true, the void had to be wiped out.

Glancing at the bard one last time, the mage stretched out his hand to remove the wisp of breath from him, like flicking the dust away with a wave of his hand. In the next instant, he had come to Farajsay, the place the bard had spoken of.

He lowered his head and said to Feng, "You have to go back first, Feng."

The latter responded with a suspicious cry, and He Shenyan said patiently: "No, what I'm going to do next is very dangerous. Although I can save you even if you are corrupted, but... ..Let's go back."

Feng did not insist any longer, and she let the mage send her back to the mage tower in Ionia. Vigilance and prudence are practicing there.

The night sky in Shurima is very beautiful, unlike Ionia. There is no shelter from plants and buildings, and the stars seem to be right in front of you. There was no other obstacle between him and the starry sky, the mage slowly floated up, his black robe began to agitate, and a crimson light ignited in his eyes again.

The bard was right, there was indeed something terrifying hidden beneath the desert.

He reached out to the sky.

The stars slowly spread out under his will, and then came together again, and the forbidden spells from the ancient scrolls reappeared today.

"The stars have returned—"

The simple and eloquent language came out of his mouth, and Pang Ran starlight fell from the sky and shone on the mage. Out of nowhere in the night sky of Shurima appeared a huge, bright star, radiating a bright blue light, making the night look like day.

The blue light replaced the crimson magic in his eyes, and the mage lowered his head, looked at the desert surface that had begun to restless, and waved his hand.

Starlight.

The sheer destruction melted the sand on the desert surface, and the storm began to gather and dissipate in the next instant. In front of such a mighty force, no creature can survive, except He Shenyan. The surface of the Farajsai Desert has completely disappeared, leaving only a huge circular crater at least a few hundred meters deep. It also burned with blue flames.

A made-up creature slowly rose from the pit, and it was nothing but description, because any mortal would lose his sanity at the first sight of that thing. Its shell exuded a gleaming purple light, stood up with two limbs, and let out a hoarse and unpleasant roar towards He Shenyan in the sky.

The mage's heart sank, not because of this monster. The spell he just used was absolutely destructive for ordinary otherworldly things. But for the void, they have already begun to adapt.

Yes, he read it right. The violet light on the chitin shell of the creature as huge as a tall building had begun to turn into blue light, and it not only survived the blow, but even adapted directly in such a short period of time.