Casting spells

"Look! What did I find? A mysterious life sent from the ring of time and space!" A male Darente shouted excitedly holding up the wet baby.

"Transported from the ring of time and space? How is it possible! Isn't the ring of time and space malfunctioning because of the energy storm? Normally, it is impossible for anything to be successfully transmitted during this period of time." Another female reached The Lent stared at the young baby and questioned.

But soon, she noticed the magical energy released from this little life.

clean!

purely!

No trace of pollution!

It is simply the precious wealth that all spellcasters dream of.

"We need to do a comprehensive study on him!" Another Darente stood up and proposed.

Excitement, excitement, and strong anticipation could be clearly seen in his eyes.

"Then what are you waiting for, let's start. First, we need to cut open the baby's skull and check his most important brain..."

Before the talking guy picked up the tool, an amazing shock wave emanated from the baby's body.

Immediately afterwards, the magical energy in the entire room seemed to be stimulated to some extent, and began to resonate crazily. The huge noise could be heard clearly even hundreds of meters away.

As we all know, resonance is an extremely terrible phenomenon, and it can even be described as a disaster.

As a result, there was no accident. The heads of every Darente present suddenly exploded under this resonance. Only one lucky person standing at the door escaped...

Chapter 280 Observation and Surveillance

Dominated by death and fear, the only survivor quickly fled the scene, leaving only the baby babbling alone.

After a while, Brolin finally appeared, picked up the baby carefully, turned around and jumped out from the window on the second floor.

"So that's it... This is me. No, it should be me in the past. I come from the ring of space, and I was sent to this planet by some kind of force."

Staring at the phantom that stopped in front of her eyes, **'s eyes shone with joy, and she couldn't help but try to touch the self that didn't exist at all.

About a minute or two later, when the magic stored in the scroll was exhausted and everything returned to its original state, a mirror made of unknown metal suddenly appeared a very blurry shadow.

Immediately following the shadow, he asked in a rather familiar voice: "How, have you seen the pure and powerful power you possessed at the beginning of your birth? Now, tell me, who are you? What are you from? place?"

"It's you? You've been watching me?" ** subconsciously frowned.

He realized that the person talking to him through the mirror was not someone else, but the mysterious guy who controlled the bionic alchemy puppet last time, and he was also the only survivor in the illusion.

"Surveillance? No, no, no, not surveillance, but observation. In you, I feel a great potential far beyond everything. Maybe one day, you and your race will appear, and maybe we will What has been done to this planet." The Darente's tone revealed a strong sense of crisis.

Of course, he has good reason to think so.

After all, the Darente, who originated on the planet Mocha, have come step by step in this way, using the pain, despair, blood and death of thousands of races to create today's glory.

As the so-called judge others by oneself, if a higher civilization and species suddenly come, according to their rationality and logic, they will definitely do the same thing as themselves.

"So in your eyes, I'm a spy sent here by the entire race?" **Suddenly there was an urge to laugh.

He really couldn't think of what kind of race would send a newborn baby without any self-awareness to a completely strange world.

But the Darente obviously didn't think so, but nodded seriously: "That's right! To some extent, babies are indeed the most suitable vanguards for invading a world. Because they look so fragile Harmless, just like the bionic alchemy puppets we sent to this world at the beginning, they can perfectly integrate into unfamiliar environments and even win trust. Most importantly, I see in you the indifference, the ruthlessness, and the soul that comes from your soul. Deep cruelty."

"Oh? Just because I killed those looters?" ** asked with a sneer.

"Of course not! From the perspective of civilization, pests like looters, which have no output and rely entirely on killing, destruction, and destruction to survive, deserve their crimes no matter how much they die. Your true ruthlessness is reflected in your treatment of your companions. Treat the tribe that raised you for 12 years. Remember that girl who sneaked away? After you got the clue you desperately wanted, you gave up searching for her without hesitation. Because your blood is cold, there is no A little bit of temperature, that chill from the depths of my soul, I can feel it deeply from such a distance.”

When he said these words, the Darente's tone was full of admiration, as if this cruelty was a supreme virtue, a more advanced evolutionary direction.

You must know that "absolute self" has always been a concept similar to thought and philosophy advocated and pursued by Darente people.

In their concept, only by getting rid of all distracting thoughts and concerns, and fully devoting oneself to the ocean of magic and knowledge, can one truly comprehend the true meaning of power and reach a certain pure and supreme state.

And the indifference shown by **, as well as the merciless abandonment of the worthless past, just perfectly blended with this state, as if the tribal elders' tireless teaching for the past ten years had all been done in vain.

The values, ideals, family affection, friendship, gratitude, etc. they want to instill in boys can ultimately have any effect.

After only being exposed to the outside world for just two months, the body has become completely different from before.

If he returns to the tribal camp now, those who used to know him will definitely tremble with fear.

"What exactly are you trying to express?"

**Obviously began to get a little tired of this way of talking, with an impatient expression on his face.

Because he hated the look in the other person's eyes, and even more hated the fanatical and sick tone, as if he was a freak.

"Ah! You're angry! Don't be angry, I have no ill intentions towards you. On the contrary, I think you should find your own future. Now that you know your origin, can you tell me what you plan to do next? "The Darent held his huge head with great interest.

"Do you have any good suggestions?" ** squinted her eyes and tentatively asked.

"I do have a suggestion! Do you know? Since I lost contact with my home planet, all my people and I have been hiding in a place called the refuge. If you don't mind, how about we play a game? I will talk about the refuge The location information is scattered and hidden in every corner of this world. Every time you successfully crack one, you can get a coordinate point. After you get all the coordinate points, the door of the refuge will open to you. Of course, for To spice things up, I'll also place some obstacles and magical lore along the way."

"Sanctuary? Sounds like a secluded secret hideout."

"Hehe, believe me, if there is no Darente to provide accurate coordinates, outsiders will not be able to find where the refuge is even if they hollow out the planet. How, do you want to accept my proposal?"

"Why not? I love games! I love getting something out of them as well."

"Smart choice! Now, I will give you the first clue, which is hidden in the core area of ​​this magic fortress. What you have to do is to destroy the two steel golems guarding it, and then crack the A magic lock set by myself. Please remember, you only have one chance to crack the magic lock. Once you fail, the important information stored inside will be instantly swallowed by flames."

"Sounds like fun! I'm already a little bit eager to try it."

"So... the game begins?"

"Games start!"

The first thousand 280 chapters six treasure house

In the deepest part of the refuge, a female Darente was standing in an inconspicuous corner, watching the fanatical and obsessive figure at the end of the passage from a distance.

After several minutes, she lowered her voice and asked the same kind next to her: "How long has Wells been like this?"

"It's been more than a month. I think his mental state is extremely unstable. Since he found the trace of the boy, he has been hiding in it without eating or drinking, and he is completely dependent on absorbing energy to maintain his own survival. If this continues, his organs will It will start to fail, and at the same time, the soul will twist and grow under the nourishment of energy. I believe you should understand what it means if a Durent spellcaster enters this state." Another woman with a terrible scar on her neck replied in a low voice.

From her eyes full of anxiety, worry, and vigilance, it is not difficult to judge that the man named Wells has obviously posed a threat to this refuge to some extent.

"Damn! Has it reached this level? I knew it was a mistake to bring him into the shelter. This guy is too obsessed with that boy of unknown origin!" The woman who spoke before couldn't help cursing in a low voice.

You must know that the soul of the Darente who has been deeply transformed many times is different from most ordinary magical creatures, and has a very special and rare attribute, that is, energy absorption.

Especially when the body is weakened to a certain extent, the soul will desperately absorb the surrounding energy in order to survive, so as to ensure that after the death of the body, it can continue to exist in another form.