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Chapter 220 Infiltration

The scene in front of me was different from what Curt expected. This rocky colossus was not a monster composed of encrypted earth and rocks.

Now... Curt and Liqi are in the corner of this huge stone statue. If human figures are used as metaphor, it is probably the part on the side of the slant. If you don't climb this rock statue, you may not have found that there is a passage for people to move forward on it, like a corridor above the sky.

Perhaps the initial part was absorbed, most of them still retained the complete structure of the underground facilities of the Wikinas Monastery. Through the aerial corridor below, you can vaguely see some stone pillars carved with religious themes remaining below, and they cannot be displayed in the temple again, just like the corpses of giant beasts lying on the bottom of hell. At this moment, they can only exist as the flesh and blood of this earth and stone monster.

"This is really...incredible." Looking at the stairs circling up in front of him, Curt's mouth curled up a strange curve slightly. "These stairs did not seem to be left by the magicians inadvertently. Could it be that they need to move in this rock golem?"

As for Curt and the others, he was still very grateful to the magicians who controlled the rock golem for leaving this convenient passage. But no matter how you look at it, leaving too many passages on this stone statue really makes people feel that there is no room for hiding on the narrow road.

When they finally climbed the legs of the colossus by climbing tools, they suddenly found that the front was no longer a limb made of rough soil and rocks, but was replaced by heavy stone bricks that constitute the interior structure of the monastery. It was not just a simple replacement of materials. Within the visible range, the structure extending to the road ahead had turned into a building. Several steps led to different directions.

"It may be that it is to allow the magicians responsible for controlling different areas to quickly move to various places and leave the connection pipes." As he said this, Liqi asked to use magic to build a small human form, "After all, it is a colossus like a mountain. Even François cannot control it alone."

Her slender fingers flew up and down, and in the blink of an eye, the small magic image turned into the current state of the rock golem, and different places were marked with different colors.

"For example, the foot we just blasted was subject to the most basic action spell. And to prevent it from being concentrated by the enemy's firepower, they also set up a magic cube on it to defend against energy impact." She stroked her other hand over the projected foot, and a little light suddenly appeared there.

The larger the creature, the more energy it needs. Obviously, if the True Vision Eye wants to drive away the giant's action, then they must provide energy for every corner of its body. If they rely solely on the magic network, they cannot make it full of power.

The more precise the things are, the more likely they are to fail. Although complex spells have been carefully studied by the magician, if there is direct or indirect influence of external forces, they may not be able to achieve the expected effect. At this time, temporary adjustments and maintenance are inevitable.

In other words... these paths crisscrossing in the body of the stone statue are the connection channels everywhere in the body of the golem. When there is a problem, the spell of the True Vision Eye must go to every place to check through these ladders and eliminate the unstable elements that affect its operation.

It was better to follow the steps leading to the upper level and see where it would eventually lead to appear more rational. Even in a subtle doubt, Curt still made a judgment quickly. After all, the place they were going to eventually was the top of the stone statue with unnatural magic.

"But, I always feel something is wrong."

Walking behind Curt, Liqi suddenly muttered.

"What's wrong?"

"Spirit attacks seem too evacuated compared to the magical components stored inside the stone statue. And before, only saw the attacks launched by the spells in individual units." She pondered for a moment, then said slowly, "With this order of magnitude, their actions are too inefficient."

As she said, the attack method chosen by the True Vision Eye makes people feel a little weird and even makes people feel that they have an unusual persistence. Since they have mastered the magic power that can control the level of the rock colossus, then why not do it? Why should we stick to this strange spell?

If she handed the magic furnace, which was the attack power of the stone statue, she would probably be thinking about building a cannon that can transform magic into pure power and directly fired it out. Although it was just a guess, Curt still believed that this extremely concentrated magic was enough to easily erase the city of Katris from the map instead of letting the mountain move slowly on the hills.

It is impossible to understand that this may have some symbolic significance for them.

Curt gave up thinking about the Eye of True View and focused his spirit on observing the situation in front of the road. But it turned out that he was indeed a little too careful. He did not see a guard along the way... He must have thought that no one would reach the aerial corridor that was tens of meters perpendicular to the ground.

"Is it really unexpectedly neglected to prevent it, or is it because the repair damage is too busy, so there is no free staff to guard the road that must be passed?"

Peeking at the corner of the stairs ahead, Curt said with a snicker.

They had arrived at the end of this staircase, and in front was a staircase connected to other passages. A thick blue-gray door blocked the end of the road. The sun representing Vikinas on the door was as bright as the past, but its owner had changed his identity.

It is estimated that this should be the deepest part of this air corridor. Although there is no one to see so far, there are only four fully armed magicians standing here. In the extremely wide part, the men holding weapons stood nervously in front of the gate.

At this moment, Liqi's face suddenly changed, and a cloud of cloud was added to her pale face. She gritted her teeth unhappily, and at the same time covered the left ear with one hand. Not only him, but Curt also felt a strange sound scale echoing in her ears.

Discord sound.

This word can only be used to describe several inconsistent tones mixed together and merge into an extremely harsh interval, with a little nervous atmosphere brewing in these syllables.

Even if a person who has not received music education, as long as he is familiar with music and listens to the melody, he should be able to write a music score with a certain degree of precision. A simple sound is enough to judge the connection between sounds, and then he can compare it to judge the high and lows.

In other words, anyone has a sense of the process of connection. It is also possible to say that it is the ability to understand the "flow" between sounds. As long as you grasp the initial syllable, you can have the ability to judge whether the treble or the bass should be connected in the subsequent direction.

Some notes are pleasant to play at the same time, while others are not. This phenomenon does not depend on people's concepts, but on whether the vibrations per second of different notes are coordinated when they are put together. Obviously, the sounds echoing here are beyond this perception. They are not "unheard", but they are extremely harsh.

It makes people feel uncomfortable, and even makes people wonder whether they are "sounds". Even if Liqi wants to plug her ears, the incongruous sounds will continue to pour in from the gap between her palms and ears. Not only is the ears uncomfortable, but the magic in her body seems to be boiling for it.

Everything in the world contains magic. The ability of the magician to control the operation of magic can also be said to be a precise ability to preserve and utilise "information". They need the correct intelligence discovery ability that is not affected by the surrounding environment, and they must weave spells based on these intelligences.

If it is just a basic intelligence collection ability, then most magicians already have it. But if they want to go further, they need more than these. A magician must master sufficient knowledge, and a few of them will even unconsciously classify and save the information around them. Just what they hear in their ears and see in front of them, they can naturally break down these phenomena into information state understanding.

Regardless of all, the voice is also a member of these "information" of storm, human language, whispers of plants and trees... Many information contains magic. To understand the information contained in all things in the world and explore the "reason" that connects them, this can be said to be the occupational disease of the magician.

But this is also the qualification necessary to become an excellent magician to convert the information between all things in the world into knowledge you understand, connect them with magic, and demonstrate your personal will in the colors that these information already possess.

Sadly, such professional habits have become a drag at this time. Those discordant sounds seem to be things that should not exist in this world, which is difficult to accept. The overflowing sense of incongruity seriously interferes with the power built by the magicians with "reason".

However, it was not only Curt and Liqi who were affected by this sense of incongruity. The magician standing in front of the door was the first victim. They looked at each other nervously, shaking their heads constantly as if they were about to wave away the roar in their heads. The weird dissonance had already troubled them before the two arrived.

There is no need for Curt to jump out and use violent means to subdue them. They are unable to resist by being interfered with by dissonance. The spells' steps are already empty, and it seems that as long as they wait a little longer, they will fall to the ground because of the interference they created.

It's like testing endurance, and seeing which side will collapse first because of this disturbing syllable, there is no doubt that those guards have no chance of winning. (To be continued...)

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