With a thunderclap, thousands of tons of water fell, and the reservoir opened its gates.
Raindrops pattered on the windows, and the courtyard was completely white.
The turf was turned to pieces, and the only sound in the world seemed to be the patter of rain.
In the dim room, Ye You tapped his fingers in the void,
Qingkong: If an irresistible abnormality occurs later, help me buy a second. I will start the dimensional transfer and teleport back to Neet Ji.
Dimensional transfer requires one second to read. The advantage is that it can be teleported to a designated location.
Random transfer does not require reading. The disadvantage is that you don’t know where it is transferred.
Patchouli nodded slightly.
Although they didn't think that Matou Zouken plus a caster could cause much harm to them.
But be careful and you still have to prepare for the necessary fallback.
The deepest room in the mansion was completely in darkness. Only in the flash of lightning could one see the half-open stone door reflected in white.
Both Ye You and Patchouli have the ability to obtain vision without relying on visible light.
But Miss Witch still lit up the purple ball like a lantern in the palm of her hand, and the quiet light illuminated the dim room.
"Let's go."
Ye You saw Patchouli's lips parting in greeting, but couldn't hear it.
This is of course, after all, separated by a vacuum barrier, sound cannot be transmitted without the medium element.
Ye You started instant audio communication with Patchouli in the chat room.
Aozora: Use this. The vacuum barrier blocked out the smell, but I couldn't hear the sound either.
Patchouli: Yeah.
Patchouli pursed her lips and wanted to say that your enchantment technique is really rough. I'll teach you next time.
But I felt that it was a bit inappropriate to say this now, so I walked slowly towards the stone door.
The stone door was directly connected to the stairs going down. The darkness, which was so dense that it was substantial, was dispelled by the ball of light in Patchouli's hand. Ye You followed her and walked down.
Patchouli: This should be the core area of the Matou family's magic workshop. You can still feel the remnants of the formation... No, it's still running weakly.
Patchouli carefully felt the magic fluctuations in the air, her purple eyes not missing any corner.
The stairs are narrow and go down the wall.
The further you go down, the smoother the uneven walls that were originally cut from stones become, like pebbles, with a smooth texture that has been rubbed repeatedly.
At the same time, the air becomes thicker and thicker as you go below. At the bottom, you can almost see a miasma-like purple-black gas.
Patchouli: There is indeed a spell in operation, but it lacks "will" and only operates according to the originally set logic and "inertia".
Ye You: Really... abandoned the magic workshop here.
There is only this explanation.
Patchouli: It doesn’t seem like giving up...
Patchouli walked forward, and there was light at the end. It was a pale green like a will-o'-the-wisp, reflecting another half-open stone door.
The sticky feeling that overflowed from the cracks in the stone door became stronger. Even if the air was cut off, Ye You could feel the disgusting rot.
Patchouli: In this workshop, all the formations are completely intact, but they lack the injection of magic power and are now in a state of silence.
Patchouli: If we really abandon this place, the workshop where the magician’s life-long efforts have been concentrated, we will also take away as many props as possible. What cannot be moved will be destroyed. It's impossible to leave it here intact.
Arriving in front of the stone door illuminated by pale green, Patchouli heard something.
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock...
Like the sound of dripping water.
But it is not as crisp as falling water, giving people a very muddy feeling.
Apart from this regular sound,
Patchouli stood in front of the thick stone door that was ajar, and there was another very uncomfortable squirming sound coming from inside.
Like dense, slimy mollusks squeezing against each other, it's so disgusting that it sends chills down your spine.
Patchouli: What is going on? Maybe the answer lies inside.
Patchouli and Ye You looked at each other and slowly opened the stone door.
Thick, sticky sounds came intensively.
The first thing that catches the eye is the corner of the wall, the protruding stone trough, where you can see a pile of beetle-like creatures, all of them with their thin legs pointed upward, looking stiff, obviously dead.
Move your eyes down,
The structure inside is like a huge water tank, but it is different from the water tank. It is filled with densely packed black insects, like fish that have been pinched to the ground, twisting and dying in it.
Thousands of bugs squirmed at the same time, layer upon layer.
Just looking at it will make you feel sick and dizzy.
Most of the bugs in the tank are dead, which is where the rotten smell comes from, and the rest are all half-dead.
"What's happening here?"
Patchouli frowned and said.
Even a hundred-year-old magician would not be comfortable with such a scene.
It was also the first time that Ye You saw such an obvious expression of disgust on her face.
Aozora: Even if the magic studio is moved, Matou Zouken cannot give up his insects. The only explanation is,
Patchouli: What if he was killed before he could react
Patchouli received it.
Aozora: This is the only thing I can think of.
Ye You walked inside, walked along the wall, and stopped in front of a pillar. The pillar was hollow. A square hole like a window was cut out in the wall next to it. Bugs were also sealed inside, and they were all dead. Already, piles of rot.
Patchouli: What is this? The bottom shape is like a cylinder... and the front end is like an egg. It looks weird and disgusting.
Patchouli followed,
Aozora: Um, do you really want to know
Patchouli:...
Miss Witch was silent for a moment,
Patchouli: Tell me.
Aozora: This is ***. A monster that likes human blood, rice juice, and bone marrow. Once the body is crawled by the body, if it is a man, his spine will be broken, his brain will be sucked out, and he will become a cripple.
Aozora: If it’s a woman, the bugs will invade the nerves and extend their tentacles to every part of the body, causing the pleasure center of not the body but the spirit to rise and collapse to satisfy their hunger, pushing the rationality to the end and burning out the brain. The nerves come to give you bliss, and at the same time they invade the body and eat up the placenta.
Patchouli's face was expressionless.
Patchouli: It’s really something very unpleasant.
Ye You turned his head to the other side, which was in the huge water tank.
Aozora: And those in the grooves are all marking insects. As the name suggests, after being implanted in the body and cultivated, it will become nerves similar to magic circuits, which will combine with the original nerves and spread throughout the body, artificially changing magic markings.
Aozora: The method is indeed disgusting. But abandoning human nature and simply looking at the pros and cons of magic, it can be said that it surpasses most magicians in the world.
At this moment, a sigh came from deeper in the basement.
Let Ye You and Pat Qiuli look over at the same time.
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