Reborn as a Mad Dog from a Noble Family

Is this a real scenario?

Magma was flowing slowly on the dark rocks, bright and dazzling, burning the air in the entire space and emitting a pungent smell.

They seemed to appear out of thin air, lurking in the deep pit and keeping a subtle distance from the platform.

"How could this be?"

“Can we keep going?”

Everyone stopped in their tracks and looked at what was happening in front of them in shock.

There is only one exception.

Arthurs' eyes widened and he quickly reached out to Moshe, "Wait!"

That's lava! Even your bones will melt if you fall into it!

He really wanted to shout like that, but there was simply no time.

He could only watch as Moshe took a big step forward and then plunged into the boiling magma pool without hesitation.

Find a way!

Get moving!

Om-!

My brain suddenly went blank, and a strong buzzing sound echoed.

When Arthurs reacted, a golden rope flew out from his palm and was tied tightly around Moshe's waist.

"What are you doing all of a sudden?" Feeling a sharp pain deep in his eyeballs, Arthurs narrowed his eyes, held the rope and shouted, "You scared me to death!"

The boiling lava that crashed into the rocks and splashed up was only half a meter away from his toes, which was really terrifying to watch.

He was in no hurry to come up, but reached out to feel for something.

Arthurs breath got stuck in his throat and his lungs felt like they were going to explode.

So angry!

He is always like this! He rushes to the front alone without considering other people's feelings!

I really want to hang him up and spank his butt hard with a belt!

Others wanted to help and moved to the edge of the platform despite the heat.

"Hiss!" However, their palms retracted the moment they touched the golden rope, leaving bloody scars.

Arthurs shook his head, his vision barely becoming clearer, "Sorry, I can do it myself."

"Please stretch out your hands. I will heal you." Magical power surged around Adair's body, gently wrapping them.

Although they did not speak the same language, the Chinese soldiers understood what the two meant through their expressions and actions.

With a little effort, Arthurs carried Moshe into the air with the golden rope and landed on the platform.

Come on, let me hear your explanation.

His eyes said so.

"I was wrong in this matter." Mo Xie admitted his mistake decisively and his attitude was very sincere.

Arthurs retracted the golden rope and nodded expressionlessly.

He now looks exactly like his father, Artborough McIntosh.

"But if I explain to you first and then take action, it will be too late." As he said that, Mo Xie slowly spread out his palms, and the exquisite bead carrying the dark spot floated in the air, emitting a strange light.

Just after marveling at the wonder of healing magic, Chinese Soldier B was immediately attracted by it, "What is this?"

"Fragments of the trap." Mo Xie injected magic power into the exquisite bead, and an invisible black dot immediately exploded, gradually emitting purple smoke that drifted to all parts of the magma.

"This piece of magma is actually an illusion trap." As the words fell, a sharp arrow shot out from the smoke, accompanied by a sharp wind sound, split into seven, and attacked their heads directly.

Before everyone swung their weapons, the witch power vines had already consciously blocked the unexpected attack.

"We need to dispel the illusion as quickly as possible, otherwise the power of the trap will increase over time."

Mo Xie's good partner Shi Buyan is best at using psychic powers to destroy the enemy's psychological defenses.

The moment the gate opened, they fell into a realistic illusion, which was the power of Shi Buyan.

"How exactly do we do that?" Finder asked.

Moshe explained: "There are seven trap fragments hidden in the remaining seven groups of purple mist. Each person takes one fragment and then jumps into the magma to eliminate the illusion."

The hallucination is so realistic that it makes the pain clear to the eye.

Just approaching the edge of the platform you can feel the scorching heat, so what about entering the magma?

The skin and tissues will be instantly burned by the high temperature, melted, stuck together, and merged into the magma.

Toxic gases are inhaled into the lungs, the source of breathing is burned, and the person suffocates to death during the violent struggle.

How many people can overcome the fear of death?

The first thing Moshe thought of was the eleven-year-old child in the team, "Don't be afraid, Arthurs, I will protect you."

He should trust Arthurs.

Along the way, he witnessed Arthur's growth and knew his bravery and strength.

But he still couldn't imagine how Arthurs would face the instant death.

Can this child endure the pain of having his body torn into pieces and his bones melted?

"I'm not afraid." Arthurs' body had almost recovered, and he looked at Moshe firmly, "What you said was just an illusion."

"The person who created this illusion is amazing." Chinese Soldier C stood up and stretched his shoulders, unable to help but exclaim, "If he is not an enemy, I really want to ask him some questions."

"Isn't it just a matter of death?" Chinese Soldier B showed no fear at all, pointing the tip of his sword directly at a cloud of purple mist, "The soldiers of our ancient Chinese nation are least afraid of death!"

Yes, this is exactly the Chinese I am familiar with. Mo Xie chuckled and said, "The road has been built, everyone can move, pay attention to avoid the attack of the trap."

It turned out that the giant vine tree had already taken root where the magma gathered at the bottom of the pit, and its branches crisscrossed to build a stable platform.

At this time, the trap was upgraded and it actually spewed out highly acidic liquid, corroding the magic vines.

Then, a huge poisonous snake head emerged from the purple mist, opened its bloody mouth, sprayed venom indiscriminately, and pounced towards everyone fiercely.

The unspoken bad taste is still the same as always... Mo Xie couldn't help laughing.

But there's nothing to worry about.

His teammates are also excellent.

When this thought came to mind, Arthurs waved his arms above the boiling magma and gave him an excited smile, "Moshe! I got it!"

"Hey! It's really not easy!"

"I have never been burned by fire in my life, but now I am jumping into the lava to take a bath. This is so exciting!"

The Chinese soldiers looked down at the magma, without any fear on their faces, but instead were eager to try.

"Mo Xie... Sir, we are ready."

Perhaps seeing that Artbolg had a different attitude towards him, Clito hesitated for a moment, then added the honorific.

"Then let's go."

Move towards death, eliminate illusions, and usher in a new life.

Mo Xie held the Linglong Pearl in his hand again and walked to the magic vine and stood still.

He still held Arthurs, just as he had done to him several times.

The moment the magic power was taken back, there was no resistance, no screams, and no tense atmosphere.

They fell from mid-air, passed through layers of hot air, and finally merged into the bright and vivid magma.