The clouds are steaming, the clouds are shining, and the air is flowing through the rainbow.
Fullington was flying in the sky for the first time, and the scenery below was magnificent, but he had no intention to watch it. Not only because of the vicious and ruthless man behind him with no purpose; more importantly, his whole body was trembling, and he couldn't bear such a low cold.
He didn't wear much clothes. He had a fireplace to keep him warm when he was at home, but he was taken away like that, and he was still flying at a high altitude without protection. He only felt that his blood was gradually freezing.
The cold is not the most terrifying, the thin air at high altitude, in high-speed flight, kept pouring into Fullington's nasal cavity.
Let his complexion gradually change from pale to cyanotic.
Just when Fullington had begun to have low temperature hallucinations, tremblingly wanted to take off his clothes, and thoroughly wandered in the "fake warmth", they finally reached their destination, Osore Mountain Waterfall.
Fullington was thrown into the snow, and while he was still in a trance, a gentle energy poured into his body.
With the intrusion of this energy, Fulington felt that all the discomfort in his body disappeared. Even the chaotic thinking has become much clearer.
Not only did I not feel cold, my body felt like it was in a warm summer.
Fullington looked at Xiuyisi in amazement. Only an extraordinary person can do such a method. Thinking his body had recovered, Fullington stood up from the thick snow.
However, in Angel's eyes, Fullington's appearance did not improve in the slightest, his skin was still pale and purple, with obvious frostbite, and as time went on, it became more and more serious; but his eyes were very bright, and it seemed that I didn't notice any abnormality in my body.
It seemed that the energy that Huiz had previously input into Fowlington's body was more like a paralyzing effect, rather than a real effect.
"Tell me, where did you bury the box?" Xiuyiz said coldly.
"When I came here, it hadn't started snowing yet, let me think about it." Fulinton looked around, and now the Osore Falls has stopped flowing, and there are only a few places that haven't frozen yet still gurgling water. Snow covered the mountains and fields, and the snow and dust blown by the mountains were flying. No matter near or far, it was a vast expanse, and it was difficult for ordinary people to distinguish the direction.
However, after all, Fullington is a sailor who lives on the sea, his sense of direction is very accurate by nature, and his grasp of spatial distance is also beyond ordinary people.
After he identified a landmark as a starting point, he quickly found his way.
"It should be buried there!" Fullington said, pointing to a highland in the distance.
Everyone looked and found that the highland was actually very far away from where they were located. Although it was still within the range of Osiris Falls, it was actually close to the edge. A little further past, it was Gru Town.
Fullington was picked up by Huis again, and in a flash, he reached the high ground.
The high ground is flat and empty, except for a single big tree standing there for a long time.
Looking back on this highland, the style of Gru Town can be seen at a glance.
"In his speech several times, that person has hinted that I should bury the consciousness near the town of Gru, but I don't know what is inside, and I am worried that it may be poisonous gas, so I dare not bury it. Gru Town, buried him here." Fullington said, then walked to the only big tree covered with snow: "The box is under this tree."
After Flinton finished speaking, he stepped aside.
Xiuyisi looked at the tree carefully. He actually felt that there was something under the tree, but it was just a very ordinary box. If there is energy escaping, it will be discovered by the alchemy puppet before, but this box obviously does not.
Xiuyisi stood there and did not move, only to see ripples in the air behind him, and a phantom of a huge magic hand appeared near the tree.
The magic hand penetrated directly into the ground, the ground flipped, and a suitcase was carried up.
As Huyce had sensed before, it was an ordinary suitcase, brown leather, painted with a cross pattern, copper lacquer-like clasps, and a black zipper.
It looks ordinary, but the only strange thing is that it is impossible to perceive what is inside the box.
White Bear whispered: "Be careful, fate gave me a hunch that the box is most likely Rolando's thing."
Involving Rolando, even if he is not here, there may be traps inside.
After a pause, the white bear said again: "What will be in the box?"
"There are so many things in the box of the superhuman. Even if it contains a world, it is possible." It was Huis who replied.
That being said, there is nothing wrong with that. If someone refines the witchcraft garden into a suitcase, it may indeed open into a world, but as far as they know, King Guman does not have a witchcraft garden, and even if there is, it is impossible to bury it here so carelessly.
But even if it's not the so-called "world" inside, but such a small space doesn't mean it's so small inside, maybe it contains something unknown and terrifying
Xiuyisi stretched out his hand more cautiously, ready to open the box to take a look.
Even if there is really big terror inside, there shouldn't be any problem with Lord Phantom Demon here.
However, just when Xiuyisi was about to open the zipper, Angel suddenly said, "Wait a minute!"
Huyston stopped, and he looked back at Angel suspiciously.
"Do you think that the thread under the button is a bit familiar?" Angel pointed to a place on the suitcase. There was a line under the button. This line looked like a stitching thread, which was closely related to the surrounding cross. The lines are completely blended together.
Neither Huyce nor White Bear could see that something was wrong, while Sanders was silent for a moment, and said in a hesitant voice, "Chengjiao?"
Angel nodded: "It's like a disguised horn."
Bearing angle is a kind of knowledge of magic pattern. Each magic pattern actually has its own meaning, or element, or concept, which is presented one by one according to the corresponding effect of the magic pattern. As for the supporting angle, most of the magic patterns will appear, because it means the largest edge drawn by a magic pattern.
It doesn't actually have any special meaning. If you really want to say it, it's probably somewhat similar to "limitation" or "framework".
That is to say, the magic pattern is generally limited to the range of the bearing angle.
But just speaking of restrictions, it seems a bit too strict. In fact, the expressive power of magic patterns is still very broad and free, so the concept of bearing angle is actually more of a medium to undertake other magic patterns.
"Chengjiao?" Xiuyis also knew what Chengjiao was, but the pattern made by this suture, no matter how he looked at it, didn't look like Chengjiao. It is a bit far-fetched to say that it is a disguised bearing angle.
However, Xiuyis was a layman after all, and Angel was an alchemist who was proficient in enchanting. Since he said that he was like Chengjiao, Xiuyis could not refute it.
If it is really a bearing angle, does it mean that there is a magic pattern on this box... or a magic energy array
Xiuyisi looked carefully, but there was no magic pattern on the suitcase that he was familiar with.
In the end, Huis could only leave it to Angel to judge.
The magic hand held the suitcase and presented it in front of Angel, allowing Angel to observe.
Looking at it up close, you can see the exterior of the suitcase. This is one piece, the leather is very flat, the cross plaid is printed and dyed with some kind of paint, the only bump is the stitch that emerges from the bottom of the button.
But this suture, if you look closely, is more like an ordinary suture stitched to a button.
After a long while, Angel's brows wrinkled, and he didn't find any magic lines, but the pattern sewn by the stitches did look like a horn...
"Could it be that you read it wrong?" Bai Xiong asked in a low voice, seeing that Angel never spoke, frowning tightly.
Angel pondered for a long time, but he still didn't feel the existence of the magic pattern. Could it really be as White Bear said, he was wrong? That stitch, just designed in that pattern
In Huisi's eyes at this time, he also began to doubt Angel.
He didn't doubt Angel's ability, he just thought that Angel might be too arrogant. He knew that this judgment might be wrong, and he couldn't bear to admit it.
"Actually, no magic pattern is a good result. Even if there is any magic pattern, it should be able to handle it, right?" White Bear whispered.
"I want to touch the suitcase directly." Angel suddenly said.
Because they were worried that there were traps in the suitcase, they didn't touch it before, they just held it with magical hands.
Now that Angel proposed to have zero-distance contact, in Huisi's view, he was actually unable to hold his face, and some began to play dumb. You can almost see it with the naked eye, and there are no bumps on the luggage, and it doesn't make any sense to touch it.
However, Angel's contribution to the discovery of the suitcase was undoubtedly the greatest, so when he made such a request, Xiuyisi couldn't stop him, but his expression darkened.
Angel looked back at Sanders. There was no distrust in Sanders' eyes, but he just asked calmly, "Do you really think it's a magic pattern?"
"I don't know, but you can't probe the inside of this box, which itself shows something. I have an idea that needs to be confirmed."
Sanders nodded: "Then do what you want."
Angel stretched out his hand and slowly touched the surface of the suitcase, a cold feeling penetrated into his body following his fingertips.
Angel touched the "Chengjiao" that he had been suspicious of before, and then pressed it gently, his fingers slowly sliding down the edge of the bearing. Close your eyes and quietly feel the touch on your fingertips.
Time passed by and the air was still.
There was impatience in Xiuyisi's eyes, but at this time, His Excellency Phantom Demon was on the side, and he couldn't say anything.
White Bear took out his cane and carried out the detection prophecy... However, fate seemed to abandon him again, and he received no news.
Just when Xiuyisi couldn't help but want to ask, Angel suddenly said: "My judgment is correct, it is indeed a magic pattern."
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