Magic Eye Warlock

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After a while, Allen's eyes refocused, and he firmly said: "Master Mage, I don't want to give up. Stay here, and it will be like a walking corpse in the end. It's better to be alive than to die."

"I am a little envious of Jace now, at least he has no memory and the thinking ability that humans should have."

"No matter what difficulties and pains await me next, I will face them. I still have parents and girlfriends in the main world, and I will not give up on myself."

Hearing this, Yan Chong nodded: "Okay, then follow me, and I will take you out for a while. However, if you are discovered, as experimental materials or humane destruction, I can't save you."

Later, Yan Chong watched the Calamity Flower and the memory fragments of Jess and Allen in turn.

Calamity Flower was originally a gardener, or planter, working in the garden of the City Lord’s Mansion.

Planters are not combat professionals, but they belong to a profession with a complete heritage-elementary, intermediate, advanced, and master. They have made a lot of contributions to the greening of the empire.

Many nobles will also raise several intermediate or above planters to design and manage the gardens of the mansion.

He was the same as Allen said. One day, he suddenly felt dizzy, then lost consciousness and fainted.

It's just that, in the memory, when dizzy, there seems to be a mysterious and inexplicable voice whispering in the ear, making people want to go crazy.

At the same time, the experience loses strength, and gradually even the perception fades, so it doesn't seem to make any crazy moves. At best, it is trembling all the time, like epilepsy.

The language used in this voice makes people unable to describe or even dare not mention it at all, so Alan has not mentioned it before.

Even Yan Chong, who was like watching a movie, was slightly uncomfortable.

The memory fragments of Jace and Allen are also similar, and they are not different from what Allen said, only two perspectives.

At the end of Jace's memory fragment, he was thinking of calling for help to Allen, but his body was no longer under control, and then his consciousness disappeared under the inexplicable voice, and it was dark.

Suddenly, Yan Chong thought of his "curse" state, and he was not surprised. Is this curse and the people who turned into monsters the same quality?

Wouldn't it be that you have to become some kind of monster?

However, obviously he hadn't been corroded by this black element, Yan Chong glanced at the black element that moved outside the body protector, and it did not penetrate into his body.

The consumption of Qi is less than one-third, and it should be able to wave in this plane for a while.

"By the way, just now Elisa and the others moved to this house while fighting. The masters in the city lord's mansion were obviously a little scared. Is there anything very important in it?"

Yan Chong calmed down his nervous heart slightly, and prepared to explore this house.

He and Allen had just come down directly from the sky, so they landed directly on the balcony on the third floor of the top floor, and then entered the house.

Looking around, this is probably a bedroom, with warmer colors, pale yellow wall coverings, and a large picture of a dancing girl.

Five or six dancing girls swayed, wearing a translucent veil, looking extremely confused.

He curled his lips, but he didn't expect that the city lord was okay with his mouth, and Yan Chong spit out slightly. But he didn't take a closer look, for fear that he would encounter a strange oil painting in the underground secret room at that time.

On the opposite side of the painting is a large one. There is a huge bathtub next to the balcony, which is comparable to a small swimming pool, except that it is empty and there is no water.

On the other side is a desk with some books on it.

Yan Chong motioned to Alan next to him to wait for a while and walked over.

A stack of Lieyang newspapers was piled up in the upper right corner of the desk, and the top one was dated a week ago.

In the center of the desk are some government decree documents, and on the left are some miscellaneous books, such as biographies of historical figures, novels, poems, and prose.

"There is no record, and there is no handling document for the missing person." Yan Chong rummaged through the drawer, looking through the books and documents inside.

With his current level of mental power, he quickly scanned these books like a scanner, and as long as he encountered a keyword vocabulary, he would definitely notice it.

But there is nothing useful.

"It's a good habit to write notes, but this city lord doesn't seem to have it." Yan Chong also thought, if you can find a note like Richard's room, you can get a lot of key information.

"Maybe, it's hidden." Without giving up, Yan Chong continued to look for it.

However, the time that he can stay in this plane is limited, so Yan Chong moves very fast and can't cover everything. He can only search roughly, and out of the room, search the entire house.

When passing by a room, Yan Chong only glanced at the door, and did not dare to go in.

Because this looks like a conference room, with a huge oval table in the middle, a dozen seats on the side, and pictures on the surrounding walls.

"The **** portrait makes me bitten by a snake for a while, and I have been afraid of the string for ten years." Yan Chong was a little tangled, he always felt that the important clue was in this room.

As he stood at the door hesitantly, this intuition seemed to grow stronger.

In the end, he walked in. Allen followed and also entered the room.

Forbearing not to look at the portrait on the wall, Yan Chong began to search for the items in the house.

There was nothing on the conference table.

The top of the seat is also very clean.

The blanket on the floor, when I stepped on it, was nothing unusual.

It seems that the clue points to the portrait on the wall.

"Look, see, just take a look." A thought suddenly appeared in Yan Chong's mind.

"It doesn't matter, there is already a curse on it anyway, you won't die if you look at it more."

"Hurry up, if you miss this opportunity, you will regret it."

"What are you still hesitating about, you coward!"

"hurry up!"

"Who? Get out of here!" Yan Chong hugged his head in both hands~www.wuxiaspot.com~, his eyes flushed, and his face was sullenly roared.

He turned his head suddenly and saw Alan's innocent Erha face.

"Fa, Master Master, has something happened?" Allen said cautiously.

"Nothing." Yan Chong took a deep breath, trembling slightly, and quickly walked out of the room.

This room is really weird, I don't know why, and my thinking seems to be affected.

There is a mysterious force interfering with him, wanting him to look at the portrait on the wall.

However, he managed to stay awake and broke free from this mysterious and strange power.

When Allen came out, he shut the door heavily.

However, when he subconsciously checked his belonging panel, he was shocked to find that the duration of the curse in the status bar had become 48 hours!