Mechanical Summoning of the Wizarding World

Chapter 69

The gray mist can't be seen at a glance, like a barrier separating the world, clearly distinguishing Death Canyon from the outside world.

The surrounding area was empty, and there was not a single person to be seen, only a gorgeous carriage galloped briskly, making the sound of "clap-clack" horseshoes.

"Shut up!"

The carriage stopped slowly, and the young man leisurely opened the curtain, stretched his waist, with a faint smile on his face, looked up at the sky comfortably, and then jumped out of the carriage.

The moon-white magic robe undulates slightly with the wind, giving people a feeling of floating away.

"Being far away from the hustle and bustle of the world seems to be a good feeling, Patrick, don't you feel that the air here is a bit fresher?"

This young man is naturally Ye Feng. He quietly left the imperial capital and traveled all the way. It has been half a month.

"There is an unknown toxic gas in the air, and long-term ingestion is harmful to the human body." The simple pouring of a basin of cold water immediately destroyed Ye Feng's good mood.

"Patrick, can't you be a little romantic?!" Rubbing his temples, Ye Feng said helplessly.

"My program does not need to have emotional factors such as romance." Patrick replied simply, as if it should be taken for granted.

Shrugging his shoulders, Ye Feng raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "Let's go, Patrick, let's go see this Death Canyon, what's the difference!"

"There is danger ahead, it is not recommended to enter."

"...Patrick, if there is no danger here, why should I come all the way from the imperial capital?" Shrugging helplessly, Ye Feng asked back.

Stepping into the Death Canyon, into the area covered by gray mist, Ye Feng clearly felt an invisible sense of oppression in an instant, and his whole spirit was stagnant, as if his thinking had slowed down.

"The air contains some kind of unidentified hallucinogenic gas, and long-term inhalation may lead to mental disorder, falling into a state of madness without reason," Patrick quickly gave the correct answer directly.

"...Okay, Patrick, I understand this, do you have a solution?" Ye Feng asked softly.

"Lack of effective protective measures, it is recommended to leave immediately."

"..." Hitting his head with some headaches, Ye Feng immediately ignored Patrick and quietly felt the change in his mental power. After a long time, he said softly, "Sure enough, it is full of the breath of death... It seems , In the days to come, we must live under this fog for a while."

Gently released the mental power, and probing forward along the fog, Ye Feng suddenly discovered that in this gray fog, the exploration of spiritual power was greatly hindered, and with his current mental strength, he could only It can only reach a distance of less than ten meters!

In other words, here, the effect of mental power is no different from that of the naked eye.

For a magician, this is undoubtedly very bad news. You must know that the close combat ability of a magician is not strong. Judgment, perceive danger in advance, and make preparations.

The effect of losing mental power is almost equivalent to blinding the magician's eyes.

Withdrawing his mental power, Ye Feng's face suddenly showed a trace of disdain, "What the hell, it's okay for this Bird Misty to bully others, but it's a bit close to trying to embarrass me!"

While speaking, the mental power was released slightly, and Ye Feng summoned seven or eight electronic flies in one breath, and flew out in all directions. After a while, through the perception of mental power, the surrounding environment within tens of meters clearly appeared in Ye Feng's eyes. in the mind.

"what!"

Through the electronic fly, Ye Feng suddenly found that on the ground about 20 meters to the southeast of him, there was a gray snake about three inches long and the thickness of chopsticks crawling, gently swallowing and spitting letters, slowly walking towards his direction.

Under the shroud of mist, this little gray snake undoubtedly has the best camouflage. If it weren't for the electronic flies, it would be impossible for him to discover its existence.

In an instant, Ye Feng's vest broke out in a burst of cold sweat!
Although he is now an intermediate magician, in fact, there is no difference between defending himself and a magic apprentice. If he is bitten by this gray snake...

This is just stepping into the Death Canyon!
"Patrick, on the ground in the southeast direction." With careful attention, Ye Feng soon saw the little gray snake slowly entering his sight!
"Whoosh!"

Almost at the same time as Ye Feng's words fell, Patrick's body suddenly shot out like an arrow, and his right hand turned into a cold blade, slashing towards the little gray snake.

However, at this moment, the little gray snake also moved at the same time, its body swayed slightly, and it bit Patrick's arm like lightning.

There was no intention of dodging at all. Patrick cut down the little gray snake with a straight knife, instantly cutting the little gray snake into two sections. However, even so, the little gray snake still bit Patrick fiercely, even though his body had been chopped off. Break, still not letting go!
For a moment, Ye Feng felt a chill in his heart.

It was too fast, the movement at that moment was even faster than Patrick's. If Patrick didn't care about being bitten at all, he might not be able to kill the little gray snake so easily.

With a slight shake of the arm, the bitten part immediately turned into liquid, shaking off the little gray snake that was still biting fiercely, Patrick's hand also returned to normal, and then he said to Ye Feng without emotion.

"The teeth contain highly poisonous, with a paralyzing effect, which can make people lose limb stiffness within three seconds, and die within one minute! The danger is high!"

"..." Even though he was mentally prepared for the danger of the little gray snake, Ye Feng couldn't help but gasped when he heard Patrick's words, and his vest felt a chill.

Is this Death Canyon?Even if it was only a few minutes after stepping in, he had already clearly smelled the strong breath of death!
If there were no electronic flies, no Patrick... perhaps it would not be the little gray snake lying on the ground and dying, but himself?

In an instant, that kind of relaxed and comfortable mind was completely thrown away by Ye Feng, and his spirit suddenly became tense to the extreme!
From that moment on, Ye Feng clearly felt that he was no longer in a safe area, but a death canyon where he could kill every step of the way and could die at any time...

However, inexplicably, a faint sense of excitement suddenly flashed in Ye Feng's heart. It was a feeling of genuine desire to fight...

At this moment, Ye Feng clearly felt that he was no longer that ordinary college student, nor that weak magic apprentice, but a magician who was really eager to fight
(End of this chapter)