The effect of incense was unexpectedly good. Curt felt like every muscle in his body had frozen, and he could not move a little finger, and even breathing became extremely difficult.

Everything was shrouded in darkness, dark and cold, as if it had fallen into the deepest abyss. Then what appeared was a swaying scene, and some ambiguous scene appeared before him. This was an illusion, perhaps also a dream, a nightmare buried by him in the depths of his memory.

The scene that happened many years ago has not been forgotten even though it has passed for several years. Everything seems so real. The white moon rising upwards, the indifferent frozen forest, the earth covered with blue crystals, and the flesh and blood fragments spread all over the ground, shattered so much that the prototype cannot be seen.

The warriors in various armors were torn mercilessly, and the broken flesh and blood flew everywhere, dyeing the crystal-covered ground with dazzling bright red. Armor, weapons, shield metal and wood products were violently broken and became wrecked with their owners.

There is no doubt that there was a tragic war here, but how many people fell here? Dozens, hundreds, or thousands? Curt doesn't remember how many people sacrificed their lives in this battle, but only remember the earth dyed red by corpses that night.

"No sense, really, it doesn't make any sense."

Lent in the center of the sea of ​​dead bones, a pitch-black giant beast spoke helpless words in human language; "Soundless flow, ww⌒, I have no malice, but I can only teach you what fear is. This is not what I want to see, or maybe it is not what you want to see."

The black giant beast slowly squirmed, and the body covered with metallic scales was as terrifying as the big snake in ancient legends. Several wings extending from their torso were all broken. They were distributed asymmetrically on the snake and were dispersed in awkwardly.

"Goodbye. Sons of Man." The snake flapped its ragged wings and supported its unscathed body to fly into the air. "Being afraid of the darkness of the past and pursuing the light ahead may be not only you, but also the only way for other species to grow."

The dark snake never appeared in any record again, but neither the survivor nor those who investigated the tragedy afterwards could forget its existence. This was the result of a head-on collision with the "natural disaster designation". The deaths of thousands of people were only exchanged for meaningless results.

He was seriously injured. The snake still remembers the appearance of it. Maybe it has no hostility. However, it only exists there, which will bring endless bloody storms to the surroundings.

After all, humans can only be humans. When facing opponents that are as powerful as "natural disasters", they can only experience their own powerlessness and fragility countless times. Those who can survive are often not the most powerful individuals, but those who adapt to the environment and are good at avoiding danger.

The vision slowly turns dark

Bang!

Suddenly, a dull pain came from the forehead, as if someone had a heavy blunt weapon to beat Curt's head. The dream subsided in an instant, and the illusion of being disturbed by the pain disappeared from the front of his eyes in the blink of an eye, and the remaining darkness gradually dispelled from the front of his eyes by flashing fire.

"Good morning, have you had a good dream?"

In the haze, Li Qi was greeted with his hissing snicker: "Even if you want to use the trick, you don't need to follow their pace. Although this can indeed make them careless, that amount of calming the spirit herb can not only have the effect of "relieving the spirit and helping sleep". I'm afraid it can make most creatures sleepless. But this means nothing to you and me. Right?"

Liqi had previously warned Curt that the herb was as effective as a poison, but he still chose this plan. Now it sounds like it is more ridiculous than blame. Liqi's tone contains more jokes, and even a little smile. It seems that Curt chose this adventure plan that made her very satisfied. Or the Eye of True Vision brought them to a very critical place.

If there is only a line between recklessness and courage, then this girl definitely belongs to the former. In the past, she used to act very cautiously. But recently she has become more and more adventurous. Perhaps this is because of the change in physical condition, her pain gradually begins to become numb.

"It's probably the worst dream in a few years. If I could, I really didn't want to see that snake." Curt sat up with a wry smile. The decay smell in the air made his nose wrinkle, "And I didn't expect them to transport us to such a place."

A cold and hard feeling came from the ends of the limbs, and as Curt's actions made a series of crisp resonance sounds. They were several shackles made of refined steel, locking Curt's limbs on one end and connecting with the iron plate on the wall on the other end.

Of course, this is the most primitive method to prevent prisoners from escaping, and to use various materials to bind their bodies. This may be considered a kind of preferential treatment. After all, if the prisoners are more cruel, they may use more cruel means to limit their ability to move.

Looking left and right, the two of them were locked in a small compartment made of heavy stone bricks, and the only thing that provided lighting here was the dim wall lights on the aisle. This place looked like a dungeon in the standard sense, with cold iron lattices ruthlessly distinguishing the inside and outside of the compartment.

The dirty environment is accompanied by a foul odor, as if a lot of excrement and the smell of rotten things is mixed together. This bad environment in the dungeon only needs to smell it from the nose. You can also vaguely smell the fishy smell of iron and blood. The smell they mixed can only make people feel disgusting.

Not only Cott, Liqi was also locked in the corner of the cage with several metal shackles, but she leaned lazily on a pile of hay and supported her cheeks with her hands. Looking at her leisurely and contented appearance, she didn't look like a prisoner with freedom and restriction at all.

Unlike the somewhat black steel shackles on Curt's body, the silver metal chain connected to Liqi's body is filled with a faint blue luster. It is a torture tool called "Lead Shackle". Alloys made of materials mainly made of lead are often used as tools to bind the spell.

It is said that since the age of mythology, lead has been widely used in various places, and their ability to block magic power has made the spells pay great attention to it. They can not only hinder the extension of natural magic power, but also affect the magic power in nearby organisms.

After a long period of research, the spells in charge of the research discovered many ways to use it. Perhaps the most important invention is to mix them with other materials in a certain proportion and create such shackles that can hinder the weaving of spells.

Since the emergence of such shackles, there are very few magicians who can break free from it. The magic power in their bodies is forcibly isolated from the outside world, making it difficult to interfere with external phenomena. To be fair, using this kind of thing to lock a "theoretical apprentice" is really useless.

"Don't look at me like this, I'm honest and didn't resist."

Liqi shrugged indifferently, and fiddled with the shackles bound on her wrists indifferently: "It didn't take long for you to faint, and that guy asked me to go to the second floor and said you were going to me to tell me the truth. Do you know how boring it is to keep pretending to be a weak little girl?"

What Liqi complained about was not that she was locked by the enemy with "lead shackles". Such treatment was a rare experience for a magician. She just didn't like that she always had to pretend to be harmless in humans and animals, especially those magicians who were hostile.

"I don't know where this place is. After all, those guys didn't give me a chance to record the road." She showed a crooked smile on her face, then grabbed the chain and pulled it hard, "And they actually thought that such shoddy things could lock me?"

Clang!

With a crisp breaking sound, the chains connected to the wall were pulled down by her. These chains can indeed hinder the magic of the caster from the outside world, but their quality does not seem to be enough to support Li Qi to pull hard at any cost after using magic to strengthen her body.

This dungeon is definitely not just this compartment. Just through the flashing firelight, you can see rows of metal railings extending to the distance. From time to time, you can hear subtle breathing and low wails from the distance, perhaps the sounds from other victims.

The chains connected to the wall were pulled down one by one by Liqi, which also made the sound of metal breaking echo in the hollow underground. The continuous metal sound spread to the distance, and at the same time attracted a series of rapid footsteps. It seemed that the guard of the dungeon was attracted by her.

Curt remembers a philosopher on the old continent once said: For speculators, fifty percent profit is enough to drive them to take risks; if they have double the profit, they can trample all laws; and if they have more than twice the profit, they are not even afraid of death.

He used to think that this was an empty word. After all, no matter how much you gain, it would be meaningless if you don't have the opportunity to use them. But now, looking at the magician and the man lurking around him, he felt that this sentence was somewhat reasonable for gamblers who thought they had mastered the way to win.

"Isn't this just right?"

Curt suddenly sneered in a low voice, and then gently pulled the chain attached to the wall: "Although they don't know where this place is, since they have sent us to such a place, if we don't make a big fuss, how can we be worthy of the host's kind invitation?"

Several people's footsteps were still approaching, and Curt also reached out to the chain that bound him.

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Chapter completed!