"Yes, of course I'm talking about you." The male wizard glanced at the old lich and hummed, "If it wasn't you, who else could it be?"
The Lich Old Man suddenly lowered his eyebrows and murmured in a low voice: "This is a bit too much. Even that little devil Pandora has never called me that. That boy Richard also called me sir. Although I am old , but not crazy at all, what you said is completely...inaccurate."
"It's up to you, I don't care about this." The male wizard waved his hand and said impatiently, "I just ask you, where is this place? I..."
"You don't care? But I do." The old lich interrupted the male wizard, stepped closer, pondered for a moment, then raised his head and said, "I think you need me to apologize."
"Apologise?" The male wizard was stunned, "I, a wizard, am apologizing to you, an old lunatic?"
"I'm not crazy."
"You're crazy to ask me to apologize."
"You refuse?"
"What do you want to do?" The male wizard suddenly became alert. The next moment his eyes widened suddenly and he exclaimed, "What do you want to do!"
The male wizard saw that a large cloud of black energy suddenly burst out from the old man's body, condensed into a huge fist, and hit his head hard.
The male wizard was shocked and couldn't help shouting: "This is impossible!"
Yes, this is impossible, in his understanding, it is completely impossible.
How could an old guy without any energy in his body perform such a powerful attack
But all this really happened.
In fear, he quickly activated the magic power in his body, released his shield, and prepared to resist.
But the movement was a beat too slow, and before the shield could be propped up, the black energy's condensed fist hit him accurately on the head.
The male wizard felt that the whole world was spinning suddenly, his vision began to blur, his feet softened, and he fell to the ground with a "thud" and lost consciousness.
…
I do not know how long it has been.
In the darkness, light suddenly appeared like a lit candle, getting brighter and brighter, and then the male wizard woke up from his coma.
He looked slightly confused, feeling that he had had a very irrational dream while in coma. In that dream, a white-haired old man actually knocked him out with one move.
How can this be? This is not logical!
He remembered clearly that he was about to escape from the window and fainted after hitting a stick.
Therefore, what happened just now about the white-haired old man must be a dream.
Yes, it must be a dream.
The male wizard comforted himself as he stood up from the ground. During the process, I subconsciously touched my face and found that it was covered with hard blood scabs. In addition, for some reason, my neck hurt so much, it felt like it was shortened, and it was difficult to turn.
What exactly did he experience when he was in a coma
The male wizard was puzzled, walked towards the door, opened the door and walked outside.
Sigh... It seems like there is a familiar feeling... The male wizard couldn't help but think.
But soon, he turned his attention to the open space outside the door and found that the white-haired old man in his previous memory was not there.
"Huh, it's really a dream." The male wizard whispered with a determined look, "No matter what, I feel like it's not safe here, so I'd better leave here quickly."
"Well, leave quickly."
After saying that, the male wizard was about to leave, when a skeleton suddenly ran out from the corner and stopped in front of him.
The skeleton looks very weird. In addition to the two normal arms, there are six arm-like structures on its back. After stopping him, he didn't say anything, but pulled out two huge bones from nowhere and stuffed them into his hands.
After stuffing it, he patted his shoulder solemnly, as if entrusting him with some important life event, and then pointed in a direction in the distance.
"What's going on? Show him a way to escape?" The male wizard was full of doubts and wanted to ask, but he saw the strange skeleton running away like the wind. After thinking about it for a while, I still didn't understand. Finally, with the mentality of giving it a try, I stepped towards the direction pointed by the weird skeleton, ready to see what I had to say.
As a result, before he had taken two steps, he heard hurried footsteps chasing him from behind. Turning around suddenly, his eyes widened, and he saw a white-haired old man looking at him angrily. To be precise, he was looking at the two bones in his arms.
This white-haired old man looked familiar, as if he was the one I had seen in my dream before.
In that case, it wasn't a dream before? But…
The male wizard suddenly felt that his thinking was a little confused, and his expression was confused and confused.
The old lich ignored the male wizard's appearance, but frowned and approached, asking, "Where did you get the bones you are holding?"
"It's... a weird skeleton, given to me." The male wizard was completely confused about what was going on. Out of caution, he decided to answer the question politely.
"Is that so?" The old Lich nodded, showing a true expression, and said in a deep voice, "This is all from that guy named Anan. He stole it from me. Now give it back to me."
After speaking, the old man Lich stretched out his hand.
The male wizard felt his stomach twitching, and he handed over the bones involuntarily with both hands.
"Very good." The old lich took the bone, smiled, and turned to leave.
Watching the old man Lich go away, the male wizard frowned and felt that his thinking was even more confusing: Why did the skeleton before and the mysterious white-haired old man now value these two bones so much? By the way, is this still the world he lived in before
After thinking for a long time, he was still unsure, so he stepped forward helplessly, ready to continue moving forward and exploring.
Then, he saw a strange skeleton appearing out of nowhere and blocking his way.
"What are you doing? Are you giving me bones again? I don't want them anymore." The male wizard couldn't help but exhale and waved his hands to express his rejection.
But the weird skeleton didn't give him the bones again. Instead, he pointed to his arms and legs, and then looked at him again.
The male wizard blinked and realized something, and asked for confirmation: "Do you want to take back the two bones you gave me just now?"
The male wizard spread his hands: "That's really the case. I'm sorry. I gave the bones to an old man with white hair. You can go find him... ugh..."
Before he finished speaking, the male wizard's eyes widened because he saw the fire burning in the eyes of the strange skeleton, and suddenly changed.
The ghost fire was originally blue, but it turned golden in an instant. I don't know if it was an illusion. The male wizard felt that he could read a vague and angry meaning from it, as if the skeleton was saying to him: I trust you so much. The stolen bones were given to you, a stranger, for safekeeping, and you returned them easily? You... you waste!
The male wizard was a little nervous. He couldn't explain why. He was quite afraid of the skeleton who was obviously very weak. He opened his mouth and tried to explain: "Well... don't be angry. You heard me. In fact, I don't know what's going on at all. I …”
But the weird skeleton didn't listen to the explanation.