my age of magic

Chapter 208 8. The boy who was not born afraid of fire
She continued to tell me, "As long as you can do me a little favor, it's not too dangerous!"

I was very puzzled, it was Morayal who said she was a magician, but I never saw her use magic at all, even when she fell from the roof, I didn't see her cast spells to save herself.She said that she was a magician, could it be that she was a magician apprentice who had not reached the seventh level in the junior magic academy, and she hadn't learned magic skills yet?I explained it to myself in this way, but I didn't have the slightest doubt about what she said.

But I still couldn't resist the temptation.Especially me, who carries the memories of my previous life. I have been hacked several times by those tsundere girls, and I have been taken advantage of like a cash machine several times, and then I have to be instilled by those girls: This should be your honor. I didn't like you, you didn't even have a chance to spend money!Then straddled Buttercup Xiaosheng's arm and walked away.

But now there is a young girl with a pretty face and a first-class body who is willing to be my lover, even if she is just talking, but this kind of low profile is enough to make my blood boil. One word is enough.Seeing that I didn't mean to shirk, Morayal gave me a sweet smile, she was like a yellow wild rose, so delicate and charming.

I said in my heart: just this sweet encounter is enough, as for the future, I won't think so much.

Just as I was about to speak, I heard footsteps coming from the stairs in the cloister. The two of us held our breaths and hid in this storage room, keeping this ambiguous posture close together until the footsteps sounded. Little by little disappeared before I dared to take a big breath.

The old-fashioned clock pendulum in the castle is beating its own rhythm in "tick-tick-tick", the chandelier on the dome emits light yellow and dim light, and there is still half a glass of unfinished cider on the wooden square table downstairs, two dry slices Black Bread, I dragged Mora Yaer through the long corridor skillfully, and then asked her, "Where is he locked up?"

Morayal glanced at me furtively, then said hesitantly, "The dungeon! That's where I was brought out at night."

She was probably a little worried that I would abandon her after hearing the news, so she stared at me nervously.

The location of the rescue is similar to my guess. I have been to the dungeon of this old castle.At that time, the old castle, which had been abandoned for a long time, was already rotten, and the dilapidated wooden doors were already rotten. A slight kick would turn the entire seemingly intact door into a pile of rotten wood.Naturally, I took the opportunity to visit the entire castle.The most special place here is the dungeon.

The entire dungeon was built under the old castle, and the scale was extremely grand, and the rooms inside were also huge. At that time, I thought that the dungeon here might be prepared for the barbarians in the north.The furnishings in the old castle today have been cleaned up by those bandits, and a lot of furniture has been brought back from the outside, and of course there are a lot of wooden doors.The entire dungeon has also been cleaned up.

Our plan is very simple and straightforward, and Morayal is still a prisoner. I found a rope to tie her up, and the knot that untied the rope was held in her hand behind her back, but the rope will The graceful curves of her body were vividly displayed, and I hesitated whether to pull out a cloak from my pocket and put it on her.

And I changed into the clothes of a bandit. The bandit who was drinking in the corridor has been stripped into a pig by us and stuffed into the storage room. I don’t know if he can wake up, but just now I The mace that hit the back of his head was not light, so I became the bandit who escorted the beautiful prisoner, and I could enter the dungeon with Morayaer justifiably.

The process is very monotonous and extremely similar.Almost all the bandits guarding the cell door looked lewd when they saw Morayal. When they were taking advantage of Morayal, I stood behind them and used the sharp knife Stab them in the back of the heart and cover their mouths.I will drag those corpses out and hide them until they are completely dead. At this time, Morayal will clean up the blood stains on the scene a little bit.

In fact, there are not many guards in the dungeon, but when I got rid of the last bandit guard, I entered the dungeon and found why the guards here were so lax. The huge pattern, the whole pattern is actually laid out with hemp rope soaked in corpse kerosene, the space of the dungeon is filled with the pungent smell of corpse kerosene, this smell is so familiar to me.The hemp ropes arranged like a six-pointed star array were ignited at some point. At this time, the flames were burning vigorously, about as high as a person, forming several criss-crossing walls of fire in the dungeon.

I know that these firewalls cannot be extinguished without a day and a night.The slight smell of corpses let me know that these corpse kerosene were extracted from the swamp zombies in the death swamp of Pai Plateau, and then I saw the iron corpse kerosene placed at the entrance of the dungeon. The barrel, the familiar wrought iron craftsmanship and the shape of the iron barrel clearly told me that this is definitely the masterpiece of the mining farm owner Horsens, who did not expect that he really sold the corpse fire oil to the Green Empire.I don't know how Aziz's situation is now, so I sighed silently.

Through the firelight, one could vaguely see that an old magician was tied to the wooden frame at the end of the dungeon opposite the fire wall. His body was already stained with blood and there were some traces of whipping. He seemed to have suffered a lot. At this time, his head drooped, as if he had fallen asleep.His hands and feet were tied to a cross-shaped wooden frame. This is a very cruel punishment. After a long time, the joints of the tortured person's body will become dislocated due to their own gravity. The pain was unbearable, and I couldn't exert any strength in my whole body.

Morayal looked at the sea of ​​flames in front of him, showing despair on his face.It never occurred to her that Moras would be guarded by no guards, but a fire wall formed into a hexagram array. No matter which direction he passed through, he would need to cross the fire wall four times.There is no possibility of any tricks, and I looked up at the ceiling of the dungeon. Without any leverage point, there is no way for ordinary people to climb.The temperature in the entire dungeon was already very high. Ten meters away from the six-pointed star fire array, one could feel the warmth from the slate floor under one's feet.

At this time, she saw a bucket of clean water in the corner of the dungeon, and hurried over to bring it back.I was still staring at the oil barrel on the other side in a daze. I didn't expect that Morayaer didn't know the characteristics of corpse fire oil, so he directly poured a bucket of water on the fire wall. After the water, the flames rose up all of a sudden, and the clear water fell on the hemp rope and the ground soaked in corpse fire oil. The super high temperature quickly turned the water into steam. The bucket of clean water was like explosives, directly causing the flames in the fire wall to explode.

The splashed flames almost touched Moraya'er's body. Once the corpse fire oil stuck to the body, it would be difficult to extinguish unless the flesh was gouged out.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo old man to do this!" In the second half of his life, he had to try his best to save it, but when the bud of hope just emerged from the soil, the hexagram-shaped firewall matrix was like a hailstone, completely crushing the hopeful seedling that had just emerged.

I hurried over and dragged her back from the edge of the fire wall enduring waves of heat. At this time, her hair was slightly curled by the heat, and the old man on the wooden frame opposite the fire wall seemed to have heard the cry here. Slowly waking up from the coma, maybe he wasn't in a coma at all, it was just to save as much energy as possible.

"Ya'er, go as soon as you can, and go to the Benma Magic Academy in Sloit to find a magic teacher named Mo Xiang. I still have a little teacher-student friendship with him. Maybe he can save me out. Don't worry." Weeping here, Moras's daughter has learned how to be strong." The voice trembled a little due to the pain in his body, but it was still steady and powerful, and it seemed that although the old man suffered some hardships, he was still in good spirits.

Moraya'er was in tears at this time, but after hearing Moraes' words, she calmed down slowly.

And I stood aside, sighed and said to myself: Endurance is over, and it’s not that I haven’t been burned. Although the fire looks fierce, can it be more blazing than the fire poison that burns the fruit?Get that old man out!After all, this kind magician scholar was so kind to me.

In the past few years, I will still practice "anti-magic" when no one is around. At this time, my "anti-magic" has reached the intermediate level.Moreover, it will continue to consume all the magic power and enhance the proficiency of "heating".Today's "heating" has reached level 29 inconceivably, and I think it will reach level [-] in a short time. I am afraid that those magicians in history never thought that someone would practice "heating" magic to this level. degree.Those ordinary magicians will never have the opportunity to practice "heating" to such a high level. In fact, there are two reasons: first, the proficiency of heating can only breed when the mana is completely exhausted.Generally speaking, for a magician, every time the magic is exhausted, it will cause a certain amount of damage to its own magic pool, which is not worth the candle.The second point is that the mana pool of ordinary magicians has a lot of mana capacity, and it is difficult to quickly consume the mana in the body, and I am definitely a special case here.

Under Morayal's surprised eyes, I took off my clothes little by little. I don't want to wear those woolen and linen clothes through the fire wall. Those clothes will be ignited by the fire wall, and then burn on my skin. And burnt I have nothing to wear.

I pressed my hand on my forehead in pain, and with the other hand, I took out a frost magic scroll from the magic pocket on the ground. Of course, this is an ordinary frost scroll, which I secretly drew when I was in El City.Without Qige's special milky white ink, without the ice grass, making a frost scroll is as simple as drawing a stick figure, but the power of the scroll is too weak, expensive magic potion and magic parchment, let me I only made three scrolls, so I dare not try again.

I wanted to buy a few scrolls, but I didn't dare to take them out and sell them privately. I only used one when I was testing the power of the scrolls for the first time, and I kept the rest with the magic pocket until now.

I was naked, and under the surprised eyes of Morayal and Moras, I walked through the fire wall with a grin. Of course, this was not without cost. , especially when I was a child, I was repeatedly tortured by the fire poison of the burnt fruit for many years, and the fire resistance in my body soared to the extreme, but when I passed through the wall of fire formed by the corpse fire oil, I was still burned. He had to die, his body was covered with blisters, and the soles of his feet seemed to be roasted, exuding the aroma of barbecue.

But I walked across the wall of fire as if nothing had happened. I was holding the scroll of frost in one hand, and my body was already smelling burnt. Moras was surprised to see that I actually came over. became dumbfounded.

I tore off the dead skin on my body, and the powerful "self-healing" ability has grown a new layer of skin under my burnt skin. As the scorched dead skin faded, the pink and tender skin exposed.I walked up to Moras slowly, gave him a grin, and said, "Magician Moras, it's a pleasure to see you again!"

When Moras saw that I was safe and sound, he also exhaled, sighed and said: "What a reckless child, even if you endured great pain and came over, even if you are a new human with orc blood, you still can't save me of!"

I don't listen to his nagging. Taking advantage of this time, I have already untied the ropes on his feet, then moved a wooden stool, stood on it and weighed my feet just to untie the ropes on Moras' hands, He was saved from the cross, and he sat weakly on the stone slab, leaning against the cross and constantly rubbing his stiff muscles and dislocated joints.

"Even though you are not afraid of flames, if I pass through these walls of fire, I will only turn into coke. I dare not pass through the walls of fire like you! All my magic power is imprisoned by the magic circle of the sealing wood system in the castle, there is no way Use magic!" Moras said with certainty.

I threw the magic scroll in my hand to him, and said: "It just so happens that I still have a scroll, if you don't mind being frozen into a popsicle by me, then I can carry you out of these walls of fire, maybe you I'm going to get really sick because of it..."

A few minutes later, I walked through the hexagram fire wall with Moras, who was covered in frost, grinning...

Morayal, who was waiting on the opposite side, finally embraced tightly with Moras, who had accepted the dual world of ice and fire...

I stood aside in embarrassment, burned like a black monkey, quickly picked up the clothes on the ground, ignored the pain in my body, quickly put on the clothes, and began to imagine all kinds of ways to leave this castle in my mind Method.

(End of this chapter)