He was about to reach out and pat Lingsifeng's shoulder when suddenly something flew over their heads from a high place, making a sound like a goose inhaling laughing gas. The thing disappeared into the desert behind them, followed by a sound that could make the dentures tremble, plus a green flash and a 'bang'.
I'll wake him up, "Konina said," go and bring the flying carpet over
She crawled into the stone circle and gently grabbed the wizard's arm. Konina's way of awakening sleepwalking patients is extremely scientific. We were fortunate enough to witness a textbook style demonstration, but unfortunately, Ling Sifeng dropped the stone in her hand on her own instep.
He opened his eyes.
Where am I? "He asked.
On the beach. You've been... uh... dreaming
Lingsi Feng blinked towards the mist, the sky, the circle of stones, Konina, and the circle of stones one by one, and finally his gaze returned to the sky.
What happened? "He asked.
Magic fireworks, probably
Oh. So it's already started
He staggered and stumbled out of the stone circle, heading towards the dying bonfire. Konina noticed his unsteady gait and felt that he might not have fully woken up. He took a few steps and seemed to remember something.
He lowered his head to look at his feet and said, "Ah
Just as he was approaching the bonfire, the shock wave of a previous spell finally spread to them. The target of the spell was originally Al Kahari, twenty miles away, so when it came to them, the wave front had already spread very strongly and had almost no effect on the nature of things. It rushed over the sand dunes with a faint sucking sound, and in a moment, the bonfire flashed red and green. One of Negil's sandals turned into a restless badger, and a pigeon flew out of Shari's headscarf.
Then it passed by and burned all the way towards the sea.
What is this? "Nagil kicked the badger and the little one was sniffing his feet.
Uh? "Ling Si Feng said.
This one
Oh, this, "Lingsifeng said," is just the aftermath of a spell. Al Kahari's tower is probably hit
It must be very powerful, it can actually affect us
Very likely
Hey, that used to be my palace, "Korisso said listlessly." I mean, I know it's a big industry, but it's also my everything
Sorry
There are still people in the city
They probably have nothing to do, "Ling Sifeng said.
That's great
No matter what they are now
What
Konina grabbed his arm. Don't shout at him, "she said," he's not even himself now
Ah, "said Korisso gloomily," this is actually progress
I don't think it's fair to speak like this, "Nagil protested." I mean, he brought me out of the snake pit, and he knows a lot more about -
That's right, wizards always get you into trouble that only they can get you into, and then help you solve it. That's something they're particularly good at, "said Corrizo." And they expect you to be grateful
Oh, I think
Someone should have said this a long time ago, "Korisso waved his hands angrily. Another spell flew through the chaotic sky, temporarily illuminating his figure.
Look! "He said sternly," Oh, his intentions are very good. Their intentions are all very good. They probably think that the disc-shaped world should be ruled by themselves, so everything will be much better. Believe me, those who are determined to do something good for the world are the most terrifying. Wizards! After all, what use can they come in? What I mean is, have any wizards done something worth mentioning? Can you say even one
I think that's a bit too cruel, "Konina said. However, there was a hint of fluctuation in her voice, implying that she was actually willing to be persuaded on this issue.
Hmph, they make me sick, "murmured Korisso. He felt his drinks all awake, which was not pleasing to him.
I think we should try to sleep for a while so that everyone will feel better, "Nagil used diplomatic skills." Things always seem much better under the sunshine. Almost always, at least
And I don't feel the smell in my mouth either, "muttered Corisso in a low voice, clearly determined to hold onto the last bit of anger and not let go.
Konina turned back towards the bonfire. She realized that something was missing from the scene before her - some ethereal shapes were missing.
He's gone
In fact, Lingsi Feng has drifted half a mile away on the dark sea surface. He squatted on the flying carpet, like an angry Buddha, with a pot of angry, ashamed and manic Congee in his mind, and a little righteous indignation as a side dish.
He doesn't expect to get a lot, never. He became a wizard and never switched careers, even though he knew nothing about it. He has always tried his best, but now the whole world is working together to deal with him. Okay, he must show them. As for who "they" are and what he wants them to see, these are just details.
He reached out to touch his hat, hoping to find a little comfort; At the same time, the hat lost its last few metal pieces under the influence of the airflow.
Luggage also has its own troubles.
Near the bottom of Al Kahari's tower, a large area was mercilessly bombarded by magic. Now it has drifted across the horizon of reality, and time, space, and matter have lost their independent identities, wearing each other's clothing. That scene is simply indescribable.
If I had to describe it, it would roughly look like this:
It's like the sound of a piano thrown into a well a few seconds later. It tastes yellow and feels like feather patterns. It smells like a total lunar eclipse. Of course, that's really strange near the bottom of the tower.
Anything without protection cannot survive here, just like snow cannot fall during a supernova explosion. Fortunately, the suitcase knew nothing about it, and it passed through this big vortex all the way, pure magic condensing on its lid and hinges. Its mood was terrible, but speaking of which, its usual mood was not much different. Just now, its anger turned into a spectacular colorful halo surrounding it, making it look like an angry amphibian that had just climbed ashore from the burning swamp.
The tower is hot and stuffy, with no floor visible everywhere, only a series of passages along the wall. The passage was filled with wizards, and in the center, there was a crackling eighth colored beam of light. The wizards were injecting their power into the beam. At its bottom stood Abim, the eighth colored gemstone on its hat shimmering with an incredibly dazzling light, as if they were a portal to some universe, and on the other end of the passage was the interior of a star.
Vizier stretched out his hands, opened his ten fingers, closed his eyes tightly, and pursed his mouth into a thin line due to concentration. He is balancing the forces of all parties involved. The energy that wizards can control is usually limited by their own physical conditions, but Abim learns quickly.
You must turn yourself into the partition of an hourglass, a balanced support point, and a rope to tie sausages.
As long as you do it right, you will become a force, it will become a part of you, and you will be able to——
Did we mention that his feet were several inches away from the ground? Well, his feet are several inches away from the ground.
Abim is accumulating energy for a spell that will fly into the air and transform into a thousand screaming demons to attack Anko's tower. However, at this moment, he heard someone loudly knocking at the door.
In such situations, traditionally there is a saying that must be said, whether the door being knocked on is a curtain on a tent, a piece of animal skin on a felt, a sturdy three inch oak nail, or a piece of cardboard with peach blossom wood inlay, accompanied by a small lamp made of unsightly glass shards and a doorbell that can play twenty popular tunes (twenty tunes that music fans would not want to listen to even if they were deaf for five years).
So, after the knocking on the door, a wizard turned around to face another wizard and asked obediently, "Who else will come at this late hour
The wooden door was pounded again for a while.
There can't be anyone alive outside, "said another wizard. When he spoke, he stood a bit nervous because once you ruled out the possibility of a living person, you could only suspect that it might be a dead person.
The force of smashing the door this time made the hinges creak.
Which of us better go out and take a look, "said the first wizard.
Well done
Ah. Oh. Okay
He walked slowly down the short arched passage.
Then I'll go down and see who the person is, "he said.
That's great
The wizard hesitated and walked towards the door, and we could see that his appearance was very strange. In the high power field inside the tower, ordinary robes were not enough to provide sufficient protection, so he wore a thick long coat on top of brocade and velvet, filled with sliced flowers and trees, and embroidered with industrial mass-produced talismans on the surface. He fixed a smoke colored glass mask on his pointed hat, and his iron handguard was frighteningly large, suggesting that this person was likely the goalkeeper in supersonic cricket matches. He clumsily fiddled with the pins, while the massive project in the main hall continued, creating flashes and pulsations that could trigger photochemical reactions, casting glaring shadows around him.
He pulled down the hood and opened the door by a crack.
We don't need anything - "He should have thought carefully before speaking, because this half sentence was his epitaph.
After a while, his companion noticed that the person had not returned, so they strolled down the passage to find him. The door was wide open, and outside the tower was a magical hell roaring towards the protective net woven with spells. In fact, the door was not fully opened, and he pulled it to see why, only to let out a faint whimper.
Ending one's life with such a syllable is indeed a bit regrettable.
Lingsi Feng floated high above the sea, feeling a bit foolish.
Everyone will encounter this kind of thing sooner or later.
For example, in a tavern, someone bumped into your elbow and you quickly turned around to curse at them. However, you gradually realized that the person you were looking at was actually their belt buckle, and that person probably didn't pass through their belly at all, but directly cut it out with a few cuts.
Or if a car chases after you, you rush out and wave your fists at the driver, only to find that he keeps stretching out more like those terrifying folding magic tricks. So you finally understand that he must have been sitting in the back seat just now.
Or perhaps you are leading your rebellious accomplices towards the captain's cabin, pounding the door hard while he pulls out his brain bag and holds a curved knife in each hand. You said to him, 'Let's take over this ship, you bastard. The guys are all on the same side as me!' He replied, 'What buddy?' And suddenly you felt a huge void behind you, so you said, 'Uh...'
In other words, if you have ever let anger throw you far away onto the beach of revenge, you must be quite familiar with this scorching ominous feeling, which means feeling left behind - let's borrow poetic language from daily life - deep cesspools.
Ling Sifeng still feels angry, embarrassed, and so on, but these emotions have slightly weakened, allowing his usual personality to partially regain its head. It found itself flying high on the shimmering waves with a blue and gold wool blanket, so its mood was not very happy.
He is heading towards Anko Mobock. He began to recall the reason behind it.