Fortunately, the whimper of the magic circle did not bring a fatal plague, otherwise, we would not be standing next to the barn now.
It was noon, and behind the falling snowflakes, the sky was extremely bright.
"Roar--" But the jackals were jumping up and down restlessly in the shed, roaring, making the snow on the tree stumps tremble.
Varimathras looked around, then walked towards the tree stump still stained with blood. He kept digging in the snow, and then finally dug out a gray-black stone from the mud. The stone is engraved with silver magic patterns, which flicker in the sunlight.
"That should be the barrier rune stone." Darien, who was supporting me, whispered in my ear.
"What does he want to do?! Destroy the barrier?!"
As if he heard what I said, Varimathras turned back and sneered at me, "Little mouse! Do you think I'm as stupid as you?!"
Before I could retort, he had already turned around and scratched the rune stone with his finger. Suddenly, a light purple light shield lit up. It was like an inverted semicircle, completely covering the barn. Go in.
The mutation attracted the attention of the werewolves, and their howls suddenly became louder.
After taking a few steps back, the demon raised his right hand and closed his palm on the light shield. "Ah, Lord of Death, please lend me my time-piercing eyes..." He could only hear the indistinct muttering in his mouth. He stared, and soon, energy light like black water splashed out from his eyes. A trace of pure black light flew out from his palm and embedded in the light mask. It kept moving in the light like a black snake. It wandered over the hood and finally cut into the snow from the north, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.
After doing that, he took a deep breath and his face became sluggish.
"Have you found the reason for the abnormal movement of the magic circle?" Dallion asked.
"The magic circle has been absorbing a lot of energy from that direction," the demon said, pointing to the north. In his pupils, the black clouds that had not yet dissipated were swirling. "If we continue like this, there is no need to wait until dark. , you can go see your 'Supreme Holy Light'!"
Those words made Darian frown. The next second, he took my arm and walked over there.
I really hate the injury on my leg. It seems to be splitting with every step I take, which makes me subconsciously grab his shoulder. That action made Dallion realize something and slow down his pace.
Varimathras was one step faster than us. He paused, looked around cautiously, and then walked into the light barrier. He used his hands and feet to kick away the snow on the ground. Soon, a deep hole appeared in front of him, as if it had been dug out by the claws of a wild beast.
I took a look and saw dark water gurgling inside. From time to time, black mist floats out from inside, cold, and it is soul energy!
Near here, the only place I can think of that stores a lot of soul energy is the cave that Fathion took us to see.
I did notice that there was an inconspicuous crack in the cave. Could it be that the crack led here? !
Impossible. If the magic circle had been supplied by the soul energy there, it would have been functioning long ago.
Oh my God, has something dug through the Demon-Breaking Fine Gold? !
The next second, the devil's curse explained my doubts, "Oh, these stupid wolves!" He turned to us and shouted, "Think of a solution!"
We all knelt down next to the cave. After carefully feeling it, I realized that the gurgling soul energy was so huge, like the roaring endless sea in the distance.
Woo--
At this moment, the heart-shaking sound of the magic circle sounded again.
The ground began to tremble, as if something was about to burst out of the ground.
The sight made us freeze and look at each other in panic.
Fortunately, this time, the gray plague still failed to cover the sky.
"There's no way you can stop it?!" After a moment of dead silence, I looked up and shouted at Varimathras.
"Maybe if I were my true form."
"What should we do?! If this continues...will we have time to take those people away?!"
"I'll block Mal'Ganis' life. Even if you start to flee now, you will never escape!"
"What should we do?! Dallion?!" I couldn't help but look at the boy beside me.
He frowned and thought for a moment, "I don't know if this is useful." As he said that, he took out a bright crystal bottle from his luggage, "We call it the Siphon Bottle."
I reached out and took it. There was nothing special about this bottle. Compared to other potion bottles, it might just be a little more gorgeous because the bottle was covered with silver patterns.
"Did you carve some kind of magic pattern on it?" Varimathras glanced at it and asked.
"That's right," Dallion replied, "Actually, it's like a magic pattern backpack, which is a subspace. Because after this magic pattern is opened, it will continue to absorb the surrounding energy... But …”
"but?"
"But we can't control the amount of it inhaled, so it is likely to turn into a big bomb and blow up all our bones."
