After Modu captured Xiao Zhimiao, he lay down next to the throne on the stairs, glanced at her and closed his eyes.
Xiao Zhimiao looked at him, as if he was about to rest and sleep. One end of the chain connected to the hook was pressed by him under the dragon's claw. She put her hand on the hook and wanted to pull it out from her shoulder. She moved it slightly and it became clear. Feeling the hooks catching flesh and bone.
This hook is not an ordinary hook shape. After penetrating the body, the head and tail ends of the hook will bend inward at the same time, forming a reverse buckle shape, penetrating her collarbone and shoulder blades and then buckling and locking.
Thinking of how Li Yin helped her remove the hook just now, he had to cut open the skin and flesh to make room for it to be taken out. The bones and flesh and blood part hooked by this hook, if you want to take it out by force, let alone hook large pieces of flesh and blood, this hook It was sharp enough to cut off her bones again and again.
Seeing that Modu was lying there without moving, she simply sat on the ground, writing and drawing on the ground with her fingers, studying new curse seals.
She had to get a recovery seal first, otherwise her body functions would be greatly reduced once she was injured.
In fact, it doesn't cost much magic power to restore a curse seal, which is about the same as an ordinary defensive magic circle. The amount of magic power represents the speed of recovery.
It's just that her magic power and the recovery seal are somewhat conflicting.
Witches have recovery skills. Although they are not as good as some auxiliary professions such as priests, there is no problem in recovering injuries normally.
It's just that the witch profession in the Land of Gods now uses holy magic. Even if there is crimson magic similar to hers, it is the magic "borrowed" from her by her remaining belief in gods in the past, or like the Thorns Guild. , what she gained from faith is not something she possesses in her own right.
She was born a hybrid of a god and a succubus, with holy magic and dark magic mixed together. It was much more difficult to create recovery skills on her own than other skills.
The recovery skills on her skill panel require a lot of mana to work on her.
Therefore, in the dungeon, even without transforming into a night witch, she can already use crimson magic to create curse seals. She copies Xu Zhilan's skills, or relies on him to help her recover.
If she hadn't transformed into an evil god, the magic power of restoring the seal would be consumed too quickly, and it would be really uneconomical.
Now she still maintains the body of an evil god, but her skills and magic power still need to be unlocked layer by layer, and they still cannot withstand the consumption.
There was silence all around, and in the wide and tall hall, Long's even breathing sounded very clear.
Xiao Zhimiao sat cross-legged on the ground, with crimson magic lingering on her fingertips. She quickly drew a curse seal pattern, and then it quickly dissipated. After drawing dozens of curse seal patterns, she gave up.
None of the curse seals are usable.
She grabbed her messy hair with some irritation, and was about to lie down and take a rest when the chains that trapped her moved.
She looked up and saw that Modu had opened his eyes, his yellow vertical pupils staring straight at her.
He stood up, walked down the stairs, and walked towards her step by step.
Xiao Zhimiao sat there and stared at his movements, holding a hand behind his back to condense the curse seal.
Modu stopped in front of her and looked at her condescendingly.
Xiao Zhimiao also looked up at him, and the two looked at each other for a while. Modu suddenly approached her, and his somewhat twisted dragon face almost touched the tip of her nose, and his hot breath sprayed on her face. .
Xiao Zhimiao leaned back and distanced himself slightly.
She wasn't too afraid of him. She was always more patient with inhuman creatures and not as wary of humans.
It's just that the smell on him is too pungent, not like a bad smell, but it's also very unpleasant.
From such a close distance, she could see the dark green liquid flowing out of his dragon scales.
The flavor should come from the liquid.
There were scars from the fight on his body, and the dark green liquid flowing out of the wounds should be his blood.
But why did blood overflow from the gaps in his dragon scales? There seemed to be no wounds in those places.
Modu stared at her face for a while, then moved his eyes to her shoulders.
Xiao Zhimiao
Watching his movements, I tentatively spoke to him, "Look, you've captured me. Why don't you find another way to imprison me? This thing is causing me some pain. Please help me take it out."
Modu exhaled a breath from his nose, as if responding to her. Xiao Zhimiao was waiting for him to make a move. When he saw him shaking his head, he flicked his tail twice, and shook the various treasures piled up on both sides. everywhere, then he lay down and continued to sleep.
He also pulled the chain under his body, as if he was afraid that she would run away.
Xiao Zhimiao twitched the corner of his mouth slightly. Sure enough, Long Du was a virtuous person. After getting the treasure he wanted, he would feel satisfied for a period of time, and he would do nothing but sleep with the treasure.
But she can even tame Adisan, but she can't handle this little dragon?
Xiao Zhimiao focused his attention on the treasures piled on both sides. Among the various dazzling gems and jewelry, there were some inconspicuous items mixed in. These items should be magic props or something.
Li Yin said that Modu likes to collect valuable items, and these items must be quite special.
She originally wanted to get rid of the hook on her body first and then study the treasures piled here. But now that the hook cannot be removed, she will take a look at what good treasures this Modu has collected.
She glanced around and saw that many treasures were swept to the ground by Modu's tail. There was a silver cup at her feet, flashing with tiny bits of silver light in the dim light.
She picked up the silver cup and could feel the flow of magic on it.
In the game, no matter how ordinary an item looks, as long as it has a magical aura on it, it must be a magic prop.
However, the average player is not very sensitive to magic aura and it is difficult to distinguish it.
She placed the silver cup in front of her and looked at it for a while, then a trace of crimson magic energy condensed from her fingertips and poured into the silver cup.
As soon as her magic power was injected, red liquid gurgled out of the silver cup. The liquid stopped after it approached the mouth of the cup.
She leaned over to the silver cup and smelled it, and a strong smell of red wine reached her nose.
She stared at the glass of wine for a while, then put it to her lips and took a sip.
It tastes like red wine, with a hint of sweetness.
She frowned, wiped her lower lip with the back of her hand, wiped away the remaining sweetness on her lips, and poured out the red wine in the silver cup.
After pouring it out, she injected a little more magic power into it.
What came out this time was not red wine, but a liquid like water.
She smelled it, and it was still wine, but this time there was no sweetness. She drank less, had no research on wine, and didn't think it tasted good.
She continued to pour out the wine in the silver cup, and before injecting the magic power, she said to the silver cup: "Can you give me a glass of water?"
She is very thirsty now and just wants to drink some water.
Liquid continued to come out of the silver cup. This time, the liquid was blue. When she smelled it, it was wine again. Her nose was keen to smell a hint of sweetness mixed in it.
After trying several times, she was sure that only wine would come out of this silver cup. She didn't want to waste her magic power on this wine cup anymore. After drinking a glass of wine without sweetness, she threw the silver cup aside. .
The silver cup dropped to the ground and made a crisp sound, which was especially clear in the wide hall.
She heard a heavy snort and turned to look at Modu. He was looking at her with his eyes open.
Seeing him lying there without moving, she continued to turn her gaze to the pile of treasures next to her.
The dragon is extremely possessive of treasures, and since he has captured her, he will not let her die easily.
This dragon seems to have a good temper. She just took a look at his treasure and didn't steal it, so she shouldn't be angry.
After Modu opened his eyes and glanced at her, he closed his eyes and continued to sleep, not caring that she had touched his treasure.
Seeing that he didn't care, Xiao Zhimiao began to move wildly with his hands, rummaging through a pile of treasures.
This dragon has collected quite a lot of treasures, and many of the props are very interesting. Xiao Zhimiao even forgot that there was a sharp hook hanging on his body and played with Modu's props there.
She picked up a
She turned around a crystal ball and thought to herself that there were so many magic props here. I wonder if there are any props with storage functions. If so, she can take them all away when she leaves.
Just now she was thinking about not stealing props, but now she saw so many good things, she was very excited.
There was no way, she couldn't use the panel system. It was too difficult to get a prop in the abyss. There were so many ready-made props here. If you don't take it, you wouldn't get it.
As soon as she had this thought in her mind, Modu opened his eyes, his yellow vertical pupils staring at her with a cold light.
Xiao Zhimiao was keenly aware of Modu's gaze and turned to look at him.
This time he looked at her differently, as if he wanted to eat her.
His tail swung up, with a somewhat irritable air.
Seeing his change of mood, Xiao Zhimiao thought, could it be that he knew that he wanted to take his treasure and he noticed it?
Because of Adisang, she knows the dragon very well. The dragon can easily see through people's hearts and smell the smell of desire.
Xiao Zhimiao held the crystal ball in her hand and walked slowly to him, not restraining her desire for his treasures.
She even opened her mouth to stimulate him, "You like collecting treasures, don't you? I do too. I'm very interested in things like you, even more than these things."
Modu stood up, pushed her down to the ground, pressed her down with his claws, and bared his fangs at her.
Xiao Zhimiao looked into his eyes and said, "I also have a dragon, but he is much bigger and prettier than you, but you still have merit. I don't mind your ugliness."
These words seemed to poke a sore spot in Modu's body. The force he held on Xiao Zhimiao's claw gradually increased, and Xiao Zhimiao heard the sound of the bones in his body being crushed. She put her hand on his cheek, and the crimson curse mark flashed in her palm. The transparent crystal ball that rolled aside burst out with a burst of red light, forming a magic circle under Modu, and the crimson magic power formed. The ropes bound Modu in the magic circle.
