According to the instructions of the old dragon turtle, Brian and Heliste arrived at the foot of the mountain to the west, which was the location of the magic chain.

This is an obsidian altar with a diameter of about five meters. A rusty chain extends from the center of the cracked altar and is finally covered with thick yellow sand.

Brian walked carefully to the weathered altar and inspected the six-ring interlaced runes engraved on it.

He thought for a moment, and waved his hand gently at the rusty chains.

A spell aura appeared, the chains became completely renewed, and you could clearly see the densely engraved magic runes on the connected iron rings.

This is an arcane rune, a constructed rune similar to a spell circuit. Its greatest use is to make magic items.

The arcanes of Naserier mastered this mysterious rune from the Naserier scroll to make and strengthen weapons and equipment.

The most important thing is that these arcane runes inherited from the color-resistant scroll are quite stable.

They can have special effects in many aspects, and many advanced runes can even easily make legendary equipment.

Arcane runes are like texts. When combined with ordinary runes, they often have unexpected effects.

It is like a Chinese dictionary, which can be transformed into poems and famous works that have been passed down through the ages in the hands of people with outstanding literary talent.

It is said that during the Arcane Empire, there were thousands of mysterious Arcane Runes. When every apprentice was teaching magic, he would often come into contact with these runes like learning languages ​​and understand their meanings and usages.

However, most arcane masters have devoted their lives to master one or two hundred due to their personal talent limitations.

Although Brian once learned and mastered more than a dozen arcane runes by chance, and also deduced some good uses through these only runes, it is obviously impossible for him to completely crack the ban on the chain.

"Are you having a problem?" Heliste gently lifted his skirt, walked to him, and asked with concern.

"That's right." Brian nodded slightly. After Heliste saw through his thoughts, he immediately recalled the sea mouth he had just praised in front of the old dragon turtle, and a hint of embarrassment appeared on his face unconsciously.

This is why he couldn't let go when he was with Herist.

In addition to the involuntary psychic aura that her legendary psychic warlock exudes, which gives him an inexplicable sense of oppression, what makes him most depressed is that her mind-reading ability is very powerful.

Often, when the two of them meet with one look, she can guess all her thoughts.

"Your expressions are all written on your face." Heliste seemed to see through his thoughts at this moment, and said in a gentle voice with a smile, "I don't need to spend any effort to speculate."

"Okay." Brian met her quiet eyes, shrugged helplessly, and walked down from the altar.

"Do you know why I can see through your thoughts so easily?" Herist flirted with the ends of his hair and asked in a relaxed tone.

"...The strength gap." Brian looked at her, thought carefully about the meaning of her question, and gave a relatively reasonable answer.

Herist stared at him in a daze, his eyes flashed with anticipation for a few times, and finally nodded gently, retracting the words he wanted to say.

"What are you going to do now?" She asked curiously again, and the breeze raised her flowing long hair, and a strand of it just happened to brush across Brian's face as she turned around gracefully.

"It can't be said that it's completely unresolved."

The touch of the long hair brushing the face made Brian think of the gentle touch. He quickly came to his senses and walked side by side with Herist and walked out of the valley. "In fact, there are still many ways to unlock the ban, but they all take a certain amount of time and cannot be completed as quickly as possible."

"Or... let's go back to Silver Moon City and find some helpers for you." Heliste noticed Brian's slightly frowning brow from the corner of his eyes, and hesitated for a moment, expressing his thoughts.

“There’s no need.”

Brian shook his head slightly, stretched his eyebrows, and said indifferently: "Even if you want to find a helper, I will find it. How can you take action? However, we can handle this kind of thing ourselves, and there is no need to owe others favors."

In fact, he could really find the helper, for example, he could go to Arab City to invite the duchess over.

But, as he said, there is no need for that, because he has other ways.

He first looked up at the sunny sky, then met Heliste's confused gaze, reached out to show her his ancient ring, and said with a smile:

"Have you forgotten this equipment? As long as it gets dark, I can arrange a cracking array on the altar, and then use the power of the stars to activate the starlight on the ring to disperse it, and the chain restrictions will naturally be solved."

The cracking array is equivalent to a legendary cracking technique released by a mage in the legendary field.

The only disadvantage of this method is that when laying out the magic array, it requires the consumption of materials and rare gems worth about 100,000 yuan.

Thinking of the wealth he had plundered in Bringden Stone City, Brian felt that he was not unable to squander.

"So that's it, I did forget it." Heliste nodded slightly, and a faint smile appeared involuntarily at the corner of his mouth.

"I have observed it a long time ago. There are many supernatural powers here." Brian stood on a sand dune and asked her for advice. "When it's still early, should I go with me to clean up these monsters, and we will come over again when it's dark."

A young superpowered shemale devouring mana has at least about 5,000 experience. Naturally, he would not miss the opportunity of Heliste following him and accumulate his experience value as much as possible.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! After all, if his Arcane Level is increased by another level, he will be able to start the Seventh Ring Spell.

However, when he finished saying this, he suddenly felt a little regretful.

Because he suddenly remembered that when he and Herist were looking for a ruin in the desert of the small world, he seemed to have said the same words.

At that time, she asked her to help her attract monsters, which caused a small misunderstanding, which led to the psychic warlock who obeyed him and often gave him a pretty face along the way.

Apparently, Herist also recalled those things.

She did not nod and agreed directly, but looked at him for a long time with an inexplicable gaze.

Until he felt uncomfortable trying to take back this sentence, he found that Herist slowly put on his hood to cover his beautiful face and nodded slightly at him.

Brian had an illusion that he seemed to see a flash of playfulness in her eyes.

Thinking back to what Herist used to be, he couldn't believe his eyes.

Then, he grabbed her hand that she had reached out to him, helped her walk down the rugged sand dunes, and walked towards the depths of the desert together.

Time just passed by the wailing of the supernatural powers.

When the last ray of dusk disappeared on the western horizon, Brian and Herist, both came to a relatively high dune.

They sit in a shelter hut surrounded by an opaque earth-yellow hemisphere force field.

Brian simply prepared some bread, cheese, fruits and some drinks, intending to replenish the energy he consumed, so he used the power of starlight to unlock the ban on the old dragon turtle.

"Brian, I find you seem to know a lot about the future."

Herist finished a piece of bread in small mouthfuls, took out a delicate wine bottle filled with golden liquid, and said to Brian, who was sitting beside him.

She leaned against a rock and had a book she carried with her on her knees.

"Although in our small world, you will make detailed and meticulous plans every time you do something." She closed the book and put it away, thought about it and added:

"But you never act as ease as you do when you give orders to underground dwarfs or look for golems in the world of Torrell."

After setting up a restriction against wind, sand and sound insulation, Brian sat next to her and leaned against the rock behind her, "You can think that I have temporarily mastered some ability to predict the future."

“This is unlikely.”

Heliste unscrewed the bottle plug, took a small sip of the golden wine, and shook his head slightly, "Even the gods, I can't guarantee that I can predict the accurate events in the future."

She thought for a moment, her beautiful eyes flashed slightly, and she said tentatively, "I suspect your ability is related to the power of the rules of some time."

"But..." After thinking about it carefully, she felt that her thoughts were too exaggerated and said in an uncertain tone:

"I heard from the mouth of the Silver Moon Dragon Queen that the law of time in the world of Torrell was firmly held in his own hands by some of the greatest beings. As powerful as the God of Time, he eventually became a mechanical realm of watches and watches with absolute order."

"If you can't figure it out, don't think about it." Brian didn't want to discuss too much on this issue, touching the deepest secret he had hidden, which made him subconsciously look up at the clear sky and sigh involuntarily.

"After all, the world is very big, just like the vast starry sky. It will not be overflowing with the existence of a star, nor will it be overshadowed by the absence of a star."

In fact, when Heliste asked this, even he began to doubt his identity.

Although he didn't seem to care at all on the surface, his suspicion of his identity was something he was hidden in his deepest part, and he was afraid and wanted to mention the least.

After all, his strength is obtained through the system. If the system disappears inexplicably one day, will the strength he has also...

He didn't dare to continue to imagine, so he could only face reality with the mentality of being at ease when he came.

Of course, you have to be more careful in your unknown journey.

You know, this feeling is hundreds and thousands of times stronger than when he was promoted to the arcane master, when the magic goddess raised his hand to abolish his own anthem.

Every time I think of this, a cold and trembling feeling would unconsciously rush up to his back.

This made him involuntarily recall a sentence: I once picked up a beam of light, which was warm, beautiful, hot and hot, I poured everything out, covered in bruises, just to hold the only light in the night. Later, it was dawn, and the beam of light was going to rush to its sun...

"You're right, Brian."

Heliste took a sip of wine, handed him the remaining half of the bottle, and said to him in a gentle tone, "After all, there was no flower, there was no flower at the beginning, and there was still a flower until the end."

Brian took the wine she handed over and looked at her silently.

"Actually, in my life, most of the time is silent and waiting." She stretched out her slender fingers, tweeted the ends of her hair that was hanging on her forehead, and sighed softly.

"Then what are you waiting for?" Brian asked with a smile when he saw a hint of sadness gradually appearing on her beautiful face.

Sniffing the mellow wine, he seemed to have guessed something, and then tried to take a sip.

Suddenly, the bottle of honey wine made of hundreds of kinds of nectar seemed to open the valve of his memory and pull him into the vortex of time. The scene in front of him quickly retreated, and the people and things around him gradually overlapped.

In a trance, he seemed to have returned to the brief moment of growing up in the elves' forest.

"I'm waiting for the departure." Herriste said softly, her slightly red cheeks looked more like she was using her slightly drunken alcohol to express her thoughts:

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "That feeling is like the gear of time slowly turning until a loud bang. I looked up and saw that among the few pieces of memory, ordinary encounters as usual, flashed with dazzling light, which made me deeply remembered."

Brian glanced at her helplessly.

He knew that her sentimentality had been dealt with again, or that she was drunk by the half-sized bottle of honey wine.

From this we can see how unbearable this psychic warlock is.
To be continued...