Genius knew that this barn actually had three underground floors!
At this time, we are here. Fortunately, the ground is covered with a thick layer of mud, otherwise, when we fall, we will lose half our lives!
Here is a stone hall, surrounded by large blocks of hard gray rocks, and in the middle is a flat ground larger than a pumpkin field. The flat ground is covered with a layer of bloody thorns.
"There's someone there!" Dallion exclaimed. He carefully placed me next to the rock, and he and Varimathras trotted over quickly.
There are indeed a few people beside the magic circle.
They floated helplessly above the magic circle, their clothes in rags and their flesh and blood dried.
I could clearly see the one facing me. Blood-red thorns protruded from the magic circle and wrapped around his waist. He raised his head, stared angrily, and opened his mouth wide, as if frozen in endless pain. middle.
"They...are dead?" I asked in horror.
"Holy Light! What's going on?!" Dallion said angrily.
"Oh, these... poor mortals are the fuel that activates the absorption circle." After looking at it for a while, Varimathras replied in a low voice, "His life, soul, flesh and blood, and magic power will be burned out."
"Oh my God...this man! Bless the Holy Light! He is still alive!" Unexpectedly, Dallion exclaimed.
"Get him out of the way! Don't let him continue to provide energy for the magic circle."
As a result, there was one more person with withered life beside me, while the other corpses were moved by Dallion to the shadows on the opposite side.
The ball of light in Varimathras' hand was still flashing. With the light, which was not bright, I found that this poor guy's face was covered with a thick, dark beard, and his age could not be seen at all.
His nails were gray, as pale as his lips. He closed his eyes tightly, and his eyes were extremely sunken, as if the eyeballs inside had dried up. It looked like he had really had a terrible time here.
His clothes were torn to pieces, and through the tattered rips, I could see his blackened chest rising and falling very slightly, as if a gust of wind could sweep his life away.
How miserable.
This is the only word that comes to my mind at this moment.
But then, I looked at my bandaged hands and moved slightly. The severe pain from there made me almost bite my lip!
I am worse off.
I saw Dallion rummaging through his bag and trying to feed him a bottle of Royal Blood Grass Juice, but he couldn't get a drop in, which made the upright patron of the Holy Light become extremely angry.
Without saying a word, he stood up and walked back, pulling up the bloody thorns by their roots, and trampling on them a few more times before he let out a bad breath.
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The ball of light rose into the air from Varimathras's hand, and the light swelled. At this moment, I finally saw the entire circle clearly.
This is a six-pointed star array, filled with curved and folded lines. Black energy is like a snake, flowing through the complex lines of the magic circle. Every time it hits a wall, it screams and turns into smoke and disperses.
"Is this the plague array?" Dallion asked after kneeling on one knee beside the array and looking at it for a while.
"Yes, the symbol in the middle is an ancient text that has disappeared, meaning 'rebirth'." Varimathras answered while slowly pacing around the six-pointed star.
"That's not rebirth at all. Those corpses have no consciousness, no feelings, and no emotions."
"But they are moving, alive, capable of catching and eating! I don't see any difference between them except that they are stupider."
"you……"
"Let's take a good look at this magic circle!" As he spoke, the demon had already walked to the opposite side of the magic circle. "The magic input node is there, there, and there, do you see it? If it is fully charged, the death energy will If you stand up straight from the magic circle, you are all finished. Fortunately, there is only a faint amount of magic energy left in them, and most of them have been absorbed by your...that red bottle..."
"Siphon bottle." Dallion reminded.
"Yes, it was sucked away by the siphon bottle. Wait, don't touch those nodes yet. Do you see the magic pattern?"
"…Which one?"
"The one on your hand...the one on your right! Yes, that's it! Don't touch it!"
"Uh..." Dallion retracted his charred hand, "What's wrong with it?"
"You can't see it's connected to an explosive circle?!" Varimathras frowned slightly, and suddenly, yellow-green evil fire merged into his eyes. On his fingertips, a beam of extremely bright light shone, and the light spot kept moving along with his fingers in the magic circle. "If you dare to erase that node first," he said, the light spot shone He lit up a cross in the magic circle, "I'm sure that the remaining energy will be injected into the explosive magic circle." Following his words, the beam of light slid along a curved line in the magic circle, " Did you see it? When the time comes, bang--, you will have to hold your stump and cry, so..."
"...So, we have to deal with the traps inside first."
"That's right, you know about the explosive array and how to destroy it, right?"
"Know a little bit."
"Ha," the demon glanced at the magic circle, then took a few steps back with his hands behind his back, extinguishing the magic fire surging in his eyes tiredly, "...I'm exhausted, kid, go ahead and do it, along the way. Looking at the magic pattern that explodes the magic circle, you should be able to find several places... It can be seen that this magic circle was hastily made and is not complicated."
