Super Dimensional Wizard

The clouds are steaming and the clouds are rising, and the energy is flowing through the rainbow.

It was the first time for Fullington to fly in the sky. The beautiful scenery below was magnificent and moving, but he had no intention of watching it. Not only because of the vicious and ruthless person behind him who had no idea of ​​his purpose; more importantly, his whole body was trembling and he really couldn't bear the cold.

He didn't wear much clothes, and there was a fireplace to keep him warm at home, but he was taken away like this and still flying at high altitude without protection. He only felt that his blood seemed to be gradually freezing.

The cold was not the scariest thing. The thin air at high altitude kept pouring into Fullington's nasal cavity during high-speed flight.

His complexion gradually changed from pale to cyanotic.

Just when Fullington began to have hallucinations of hypothermia, and tremblingly wanted to take off his clothes, completely wandering in the "fake warmth", they finally arrived at their destination, Mount Osore Falls.

Fullington was thrown into the snow. While he was still in a daze, a gentle energy poured into his body.

With the intrusion of this energy, Fullington felt that all the discomfort in his body disappeared. Even the chaotic thinking has become much clearer.

Not only did I not feel cold, my body felt like it was a warm summer day.

Fullington looked at Xiu Yis in surprise. Such a method could only be accomplished by an extraordinary person. Thinking that his body had recovered, Fullington stood up from the thick snow.

However, in Angel's eyes, Fullington's appearance had not improved at all. His skin was still pale and purple, with obvious frostbite, and it became more and more serious as time went by. However, his eyes were very bright, and it seemed that there was no slight improvement in his appearance. I didn't notice anything strange about my body.

It seemed that the energy that Huys had previously input into Fullington's body was more like a paralyzing effect rather than actually having an effect.

"Tell me, where did you bury the box?" Hughes said coldly.

"When I first came here, it hadn't started snowing yet. Let me think about it." Fullington looked around. Now the Ossan Falls has stopped flowing, and only a few unfrozen places are still gurgling with water. The mountains and fields are covered with white snow, and the snow and dust blown by the mountains are flying. Whether it is near or far away, it is a vast expanse, making it difficult for ordinary people to distinguish the direction.

However, Fullington is a sailor who lives on the sea after all. His sense of direction is naturally accurate, and his grasp of spatial distance is beyond ordinary people.

Once he identified a landmark as a starting point, he quickly found his direction.

"It should be buried there!" Fullington pointed to a high ground in the distance and said.

Everyone looked around and found that the highland was actually far away from where they were. Although it was still within the scope of Mount Osore Falls, it was actually close to the edge. A little further past, it was Gru Town.

Fullington was picked up by Huys again, and in a blink of an eye, he reached the high ground.

The high ground was flat and empty, with only a single big tree standing for a long time.

Looking back from this highland, you can have a clear view of the town of Gru.

"The man's words several times hinted at burying me near the town of Gru. However, I didn't know what was inside. I was worried that it might be poisonous gas, so I didn't dare to bury it. Gru Town, buried him here." Fullington said, and then walked to the only big tree covered with snow: "The box is under this tree."

After Fullington finished speaking, he stood aside.

Huys looked at the tree carefully. He actually felt that there was something under the tree, but it was just a very ordinary box. If there was energy escaping, it would have been discovered by the alchemy puppet before, but this box obviously didn't.

Xiu Yis stood there without making any move, only to see ripples appear in the air behind him, and the shadow of a huge magic hand appeared near the tree.

The magic hand penetrated directly into the ground, the ground rumbled, and a suitcase was lifted up.

Just as Huys had sensed before, this was an ordinary leather suitcase, brown leather, painted with a cross pattern, copper-like buckles, and a black zipper.

It looks ordinary, but the only strange thing is that it is impossible to sense what is inside the box.

White Bear whispered: "Be careful, fate has given me a premonition that the box is most likely to belong to Rolando."

Rolando is involved, even if he is not here, there might be a trap inside.

After a pause, Bai Xiong asked again: "What will be inside the box?"

"There are a lot of things that can be stored in a transcendent's box. Even if it contains a whole world, it is possible." It was Huys who replied.

That is actually not wrong. If someone refines the witchcraft garden into a suitcase, it is indeed possible to open up a world. However, as far as they know, King Guman does not have a witchcraft garden. Even if he did, it would not be buried here so hastily.

But even if it is not the so-called "world" inside, such a small space does not mean that it is also so small inside. Maybe it contains some unknown and terrifying things?

Xiuis reached out his hand more cautiously, preparing to open the box and take a look.

Even if there is really a big terror inside, there should be no problem if Sir Huan Mo is here.

However, just when Hughes was about to unzip the zipper, Angel suddenly said: "Wait a minute!"

Xiuis paused and looked back at Angel in confusion.

"Do you feel that the thread under the button is a bit familiar?" Angel pointed to a place on the suitcase. There is a line under the button. This line looks like a suture, and the surrounding cross grid The patterns are completely integrated.

Neither Xiuis nor Bai Xiong noticed anything was wrong, but Sanders was silent for a moment and said in a hesitant voice: "Cheng Jiao?"

Angel nodded: "It's very much like a disguised form of Cheng Jiao."

Chengjiao is a kind of knowledge of magic pattern. Each magic pattern actually has its own meaning, either an element or a concept, which is presented one by one according to the effect corresponding to the magic pattern. As for Chengjiao, most magic patterns will appear, because it means the maximum edge of a magic pattern.

It actually has no special meaning. If we really want to say it, it is probably somewhat similar to "restriction" or "framework".

In other words, magic patterns are generally limited to the angle range.

But speaking of restrictions alone, it seems a bit too strict. In fact, the expressive power of magic patterns is still very broad and free, so the concept of Cheng Jiao is actually more of a medium that takes over other magic patterns.

"Cheng Jiao?" Xiu Yis also knew what Cheng Jiao was, but no matter how he looked at the lines created by the sutures, they didn't look like Cheng Jiao. It is a bit far-fetched to say that it is Cheng Jiao in disguise.

However, Huice was a layman on magic patterns after all, while Angel was an alchemist who was proficient in enchantment. Since he said he was like Cheng Jiao, it was impossible for Huys to refute.

If it is really Cheng Jiao, does that mean there are magic patterns on this box...or a magic energy array?

Xiuis looked carefully, but there was no familiar magic pattern on the suitcase.

In the end, Huys could only leave it to Angel to judge.

The magic hand held the suitcase and presented it in front of Angel, letting Angel observe it.

Looking closely, you can see the appearance of the suitcase. It is formed in one piece, the leather is very smooth, and the cross-check pattern is printed and dyed with some kind of paint. The only unevenness is the seam that appears from under the buckle.

But if you look closely, this suture looks more like an ordinary suture used to sew buttons on.

After a while, Angel frowned. He didn't find any magic patterns, but the pattern sewn by the stitches did look like Cheng Jiao...

"Is it possible that you saw it wrong?" Bai Xiong frowned and asked in a low voice when he saw that Angel remained silent.

Angel thought for a long time, but still didn't feel the existence of the magic pattern. Could it be that he was wrong as Bai Xiong said? That stitching, just designed in that pattern?

At this time, Xiu Yis also began to doubt Angel in his eyes.

It wasn't that he doubted Angel's ability, but he secretly thought that Angel might be too naive. Knowing that his judgment might be wrong this time, he felt embarrassed to admit it.

"Actually, it's a good result if there are no magic patterns. Find Shuyuan www.zhaａoshuyuan.com. Even if there are any magic patterns, you should be able to deal with it, right?" Bai Xiong whispered.

"I want to touch the suitcase directly." Angel suddenly said.

Because they were worried that there was a trap in the suitcase, they didn't touch it before and just carried it with their magic hands.

Now that Angel proposed to have close contact, in Huice's view, he just couldn't bear to lose face and started to act clumsily. You can almost see it with the naked eye, and there are no uneven marks on the suitcase, and it makes no sense to touch it.

But Angel's contribution to the discovery of the suitcase was undoubtedly the greatest, so when he made such a request, Huice could not stop him, but his face darkened a little.

Angel looked back at Sanders. There was no distrust in Sanders's eyes. He just asked calmly: "Do you really think it's a magic pattern?"

"I don't know, but you can't explore the inside of this box, which itself shows something. I have an idea and need to confirm it."

Sanders nodded: "Then you do what you want."

Angel stretched out his hand and slowly touched the surface of the suitcase. A cold feeling penetrated his body along his fingertips.

Angel touched the "Chengjiao" that he had always suspected before, then pressed it gently and slowly slid his fingers down along the Chengjiao. Close your eyes and quietly feel the touch on your fingertips.

Time passed little by little, and the air was still.

There was impatience in Xiu Yis's eyes, but at this moment, the Phantom Lord was by his side, so he couldn't say anything.

White Bear took out his cane and made predictions... However, fate seemed to have abandoned him again, and he received no news.

Just when Xiuis couldn't help but want to ask, Angel suddenly said: "My judgment is correct, it is indeed a magic pattern."

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