The two latecomers hummed and got up from the ground.
Compared with Alice, they seldom experienced such a degree of space teleportation, so apart from being dizzy, even the inside of their bodies were also turbulent, and they seemed to be spitting out quickly. However, their high physical fitness far surpassed that of others also endowed them with strong adaptability, and they recovered after being sluggish for a while.
It can be seen that before the teleportation, they were in the middle of a fierce battle, and both of them were covered with scars. At the beginning of the teleportation, they even held the weapons in their hands and scanned around vigilantly, looking on high alert.
But when they saw Alice in miserable shape, they looked at each other with incredible expressions in their eyes. When they met outside and entered the magic swamp together, they had a "little" contest to decide the leader of the temporary team.
Although the strong man with the giant sword and the man with the snake head had every kind of confidence in themselves, they were all defeated miserably by Alice's elusive space capture. It is no exaggeration to say that this Alice definitely has the strength to kill them instantly.
But what they didn't expect was that the temporary team was only slightly separated in the magic swamp, and Alice would suffer such a serious injury. In comparison, the flesh wounds on both of their bodies were nothing.
"Alice, who is it that you are facing? Could it be a quasi-witch?" The man with the giant sword asked coldly. The snake-headed man next to him also showed concern, silently waiting for Alice's answer.
"Carrie, before you care about me, you should care about yourself first!" Alice didn't even bother to answer the question of the giant sword man, and instead continued to focus on treating her injuries.
Having suffered such serious injuries before, Alice didn't have the slightest fear, but she always had lingering fears about the weird green light that Wizard Anderson threw on her. It's just that no matter how much she examines herself, she can't perceive the existence of abnormalities in her body, so she can only treat other injuries first.
With the pouring of various medicines in large and small bottles, the body that was on the verge of collapse before finally stabilized the injury. Until this time, Alice began to apply a foul-smelling purple-black ointment to the wound.
Strange to say, these appearances are inconspicuous, and even somewhat like the sludge pulled out of the gutter, the effect is really outstanding. No matter how exaggerated the wound is, as long as it is covered with ointment for a while, it will reveal delicate and fair skin after wiping it off.
After dealing with the large and small wounds on the body surface, Alice finally began to try to restore her right eye.
It is of course an irreparable life-long regret for such injuries as body organ defects to be placed on mortals. But for wizard apprentices who have already dabbled in the occult and extraordinary power, it is no longer incurable.
Alice gently squeezed out a strange, snake-like object from the black clay pot, carefully held its tail and put it into her empty eye socket. This foreign body is a living thing, only the size of a finger. The tiny tail was pinched by Alice and couldn't break free. The front end of the finger-sized fleshy ball on the head split a petal-shaped mouthpart, which was full of ferocious tiny sharp teeth. It was twisting its body and making a shrill neigh. .
"Snake Primrose!"
The strong man with the giant sword obviously knew this kind of thing, and couldn't help sighing slightly.
"What is this?" The snake-headed man had obviously never seen this thing before.
"A top-quality healing medicine that can replace a missing vital organ in the body. Despite its ugly appearance, it is a specially cultivated alienated plant. The basic price is 70 magic crystals." Giant Sword Strongman He explained it simply, with an envious expression all over his face.
"70 magic crystals?" The snake-headed man was startled when he heard the words, and immediately understood the value of the item.
The wizarding world they are in has all kinds of large wizarding organizations and institutions, too many. Each organization and association will implement a knowledge point or exchange point system within its own jurisdiction, and they are incompatible with each other. So in order to solve some equal transactions across organizations and systems, special items such as magic spar appeared.
This is an endless plane world of high magic, and the entire plane space is filled with ubiquitous magical energy. These magic energies are usually evenly distributed, but at certain times or in special environments, they will also be particularly dense in certain places.
Therefore, in some special environments, the concentrated magical energy will infect some minerals into a special spar. This kind of spar is also a special item that can quickly replenish elemental depletion for wizards, so it is unanimously loved and recognized by spellcasters from all planes.
Therefore, the magic spar has become an important strategic resource for the wizarding world's foreign conquests, and it has become the basic currency of the wizarding world's value system.
The snake-headed man couldn't help swallowing.
For example, if he undertook such a trial task in the Black Hand Association to which he belonged, what he could get after returning successfully was only 15 knowledge points and 30 magic crystals. 70 magic crystals are enough for him to complete 2 dangerous missions, 7 difficult missions or 35 normal missions.
So watching Alice use up the snake primrose worth 70 magic crystals without changing his face, the muscles on his face couldn't help but start to twitch.
The snake primrose looks vicious and strange on the outside, but in fact it is still just a special alienated plant. Alice held the tail and put it into the empty eye socket, and immediately twisted her body and entrenched there. The body that was still sticky and slippery before could not stop cracking, and filaments that looked like miniature snakes were drilled out. Countless filaments twisted and entangled with each other, and soon outlined the appearance of a human eyeball.
However, at the moment when the snake primrose's virtualized eyeballs were about to take shape, a strange green glow suddenly flickered inside. The next moment, the snake primrose, which was dividing and proliferating in an orderly manner, suddenly lost control.
Countless filament-like tentacles protruded from Alice's eye sockets, and they continued to grow stronger. Soon, several of the tentacles swelled to the extent that they were thicker than Alice's arms, and they continued to extend outward.
After such a long period of treatment just now, in fact, most of the injuries on Alice's body have been recovered. Her utterly deceptive lolita look is back.
But at this moment, such a petite and cute little loli actually protruded such a huge and terrifying "live octopus" from its eye sockets, anyone who saw it would feel a chill hit his heart.
It is Alice's own flesh and blood that drives the chaotic growth of the snake primrose.
Under the influence of the mysterious curse, Alice's body that had just recovered to its original shape began to wither quickly, and the flesh and blood on her body was instantly swallowed by nearly half of the soaring snake primrose.
Without hesitation, Alice pulled out the snake primrose entrenched in the socket of her right eye with all her strength. Holding the octopus-like monster writhing crazily aloft, and not caring about filling the big hole that kept spraying blood columns, Alice raised her voice to the sky with a low and hoarse roar.
"I curse you... you bloody bastards... I want you to die..."
What happened to Alice also frightened the two male wizard apprentices. Although they didn't know what this little loli experienced in the magic swamp, they could feel the deep resentment and malice in Alice's roar.
Judging from this method, it must be the Master Wizard himself.
That wizard Anderson who lived in the magic swamp didn't even have the face of Wizard Deborah behind Alice, so how could he let himself go. I was sent out by that Anderson wizard just now! The ghost knows if he has done anything to himself!
While they were in doubt, a soul-stirring beautiful moan sounded in the ears of the two of them. Immediately, two illusory and psychedelic spirit bodies drilled out of the soil under their feet, transformed into two strange beauties that fully conformed to their aesthetic views, and tightly fit on their bodies.
It would be fine if it was just two phantom ghosts, but as the two charming witches clung to them, their mental power began to flow out slowly and uncontrollably.
"Sucking beiqing banshee!"
The snake-headed man was the first to recognize the true face of this possessed spirit, and his shouted voice was full of unconcealable panic.
The terrifying spiritual body that sucks Miqing banshee sucks the spiritual power that they have really meditated on! Now they are still full of energy, able to withstand the sucking of this terrible banshee. But once the mental power is exhausted, what is absorbed at that time will be replaced by their vitality.
The snake-headed man was the first to become violent.
As he kept roaring and roaring, his thin body began to stretch and elongate, and the dark green scales covered his skin even more. In the blink of an eye, he turned into a ten-meter-long, violent snake as thick as a water tank.
It's a pity, no matter how he transforms, that weird miqing banshee is tightly wrapped around "it" body, constantly sucking its spiritual power.
Roaring, dashing, swinging, rolling... It tried all kinds of difficult movements one by one, and its huge body turned the small hillside upside down. It even turned the snake's head around and sprayed out venom balls towards its body, but it still couldn't do anything to the banshee who was like a tarsus maggot.
Witchcraft can't help the opponent, and physical attacks can't help the opponent. The banshee is like a phantom that doesn't exist at all, and everything is just her own illusion. But his spiritual power is actually passing away bit by bit. Moreover, as the giant snake became violent and restless, the loss of mental power tended to double.
The man with the giant sword did not recklessly try to expel the banshee. His high physical fitness ensured that his basic magic resistance was much higher than that of the man with the snake head. Therefore, while reducing unnecessary actions, the flow of mental power also slowed down. trend.
Facing the curse method of an official wizard, apprentice wizards like them alone cannot get rid of it. He didn't dare to stay too long, and ran towards the distance with great strides.
Only by rushing back to their own organization one day earlier would it be possible to ask their mentor to help them, otherwise they would only end up being sucked to death.
After the snake-headed man tried in vain, he had no choice but to withdraw from the snake-like form and regained his human form. Only then did the loss of mental power that had been increasing at a frantic rate slow down again. He cursed angrily in a low voice, took out a magic crystal from his bosom and while absorbing it, imitated the giant sword brawny and ran to the distance with only the strength of his body.
He also discovered that as long as he doesn't use witchcraft power, the speed at which the banshee absorbs spiritual power will slow down, so that with the supplement of magic crystals, he can persist for a longer time.
After the two male apprentices fled, Alice had just crushed the deformed monster in her hand with the power of space, when a faint stabbing pain came from her eye sockets, and a new tentacle protruded out again.
At that moment just now, Alice might just be resentful and angry, but at this moment, a trace of indescribable fear really appeared in the bottom of her heart.
With a bang from the pupil, Alice disappeared in place, and her figure appeared in the distant sky within sight in an instant. As soon as the emerging figure solidified, it disappeared in the next second...
Her time is running out.
If you let this terrible curse hang on you all the time, no matter how much flesh and blood you have, it won't be enough for them to devour. Only by rushing back to the mentor one day earlier will this terrible pain end.
Therefore, even if she completely overdraws and exhausts her mental power, Alice must try her best to get back to Fanny's cabin where she is as soon as possible.
Soon, the hillside adjacent to one of the entrances to the Enchanted Swamp was quiet again.