It’s hard to describe Aldo’s expression at that time, even though he seemed expressionless—Gal could feel the oppressive feeling of standing next to a volcano that was about to erupt, and he suddenly felt contradictory. The hunters of the temple shouldn't doubt this great ancestor like this, but... the dangerous aura that I let myself catch several times and disappeared in a flash is also real.
The temple a thousand years ago... Could it be an arena for power and profit
In addition, Karl, the two hundred and fifty man who always gave him the illusion of having a nephew, is it really good to get involved with him
Aldo went straight into Carlos' room—the quilt was already cold, and he didn't know how long he had walked, the bedside lamp was on, the clothes and sword were gone, but the shoes were still there.
Aldo stood by the bed and reached out to touch the bed where Carlos had been lying - even if there was an urgent matter, Carlos was unlikely to go out without putting on his shoes.
He tried to calm himself down, but it seemed that the degree of difficulty was too high.
As for how to get this person, Aldo actually made a plan the moment Carlos turned his back on him and left the temple, how to get close to him, how to be careful not to step on his bottom line, how to do it all the time. It's not too difficult to design a way that is entangled with him, and how to create the illusion that the two of them should be together—it's not too difficult, after all, they are from the same era.
If everyone thinks that the two of them are a couple, no matter how much Karl resists, as long as he lives in such an environment for a day, he will have to be subtly influenced.
However, the plan has just taken the first step. The disappearance of this person instantly shattered all of Aldo's calculations—yes, he discovered his fatal omission. What should we do if Carlos disappears? Like the time he left before, no one could find him for ten years, or like the time he disappeared on the battlefield, he disappeared... for a thousand years.
No one can bear the feeling of losing again after seeing the dawn, Aldo can feel his heart churning - then he will go crazy.
"The windows are tightly closed." Gal wiped the window, watching the thin layer of dust on his fingers interrupted Aldo's thoughts.
"Give me a glass of water." Aldo said suddenly.
After Gal handed over the water, he waited to see what the magic circle master wanted to do, only to find that Archbishop Al's hand was holding the water glass, but he didn't move for a long time, and his fingertips even trembled slightly.
"Your Mightiness?"
Aldo sighed softly, turned around and handed the water glass to Gal: "Take it, do you know how to return to the magic circle?"
Gal was stunned: "Sorry, I'm afraid I'm not very proficient in magic circle..."
The Gold Medal Hunter is all excellent in any subject, but unfortunately, no one dared to say the words "proficient in the magic circle" in front of Archbishop Aldo.
"Strictly speaking, it is not a magic circle, but a small combined spell." Aldo said, "Come on, do as I say, with the 'first defense rule spell' and 'illumination spell' ' and pour water on his bed."
Gal naturally knew this spell. The former is a defensive spell, which can resist low-level physical damage and dark erosion to a certain extent. It is very basic, but its effect is limited, so it is not often used when it is actually on a mission. Gadgets that only illuminate.
He never knew that these two mantras could also be combined, but Gal was an excellent hunter after all, so without Aldo's elaboration, he combined the two mantras very closely and read them out at the same time. Slowly poured the pure water in the cup down.
I saw that the water splashed on Carlos' bed was caught by something, and it hung like that at a distance of 20 centimeters above the bed. The water flow was guided by some unknown force, and it automatically drew a very small method. The array, under the effect of the lighting spell, shone dimly.
Although Gal didn't know such an ancient magic circle, he also expressed his guess after a little research: "Is this some kind of teleportation circle?"
"Yes." Aldo breathed a sigh of relief, "It's the teleportation array he drew himself."
Gal was taken aback: "How can you judge this?"
"Bright talent, the direction of his power using the magic circle is a bit different from others, this reentrant magic circle can only detect traces of his power in theory," Aldo bent down, he calmed down quickly, and his thinking and analysis abilities improved again It's everyone's turn, and with just one glance, he understood the function and trigger conditions of the magic circle.
The detection combination only aimed at Carlos alone... Gal was stunned: "This reentry circle is Your Excellency..."
"I invented it, and I didn't record it," Aldo admitted frankly, "During the days when he was looking for him—this is a 'protective' teleportation array, the trigger condition is when the other party's life is dying, no matter when and where, will teleport him to the other side... "
Gal frowned suddenly, then his face turned pale as if he remembered something.
The people Carlos knows are really limited, and among the limited people, the only one worthy of his uneasy protection is...
"It's my mother!"
Gall immediately took out his phone and tried to contact Mrs. Xiaoden, but he received a busy signal, and he called Louis again, but the signal was still busy.
"Where are they?" Aldo asked, "Okay, Mr. Xiaoden, the magic circle is still in operation, which means that the connection between the two parties is still there. At least your mother is still alive."
"Sirrut State." Gal said quickly, "This time Difu has never been seen before. We sent two gold medals and a dozen hunters, and Louis took them there for preliminary investigation. They lived in my parents' house. At home, I call for help immediately."
Aldo nodded: "I'm with you."
Gal glanced at him: "What do you need?"
Aldo ordered clearly and succinctly: "The shortest preparation time, the fastest way to pass, everyone take your weapons, and urgently deploy a healer to accompany you later."
Leo Aldo has been an archbishop for more than ten years. He has experienced the cruelest war and the most tragic post-war restoration period. He has never and cannot be as close to the people as Mr. Goode, because he is a high-ranking Totem, only distance, worship, and unconditional trust like a god can make the people under his protection survive those difficult days.
He has a lot of prestige in his bones, and he says what he says. Cooperating with Garr's powerful mobility, he flies straight to Srrut State with an unbelievably fast reaction speed.
Carlos has a special ability to sense time, which lets him know that he has been dealing with Difu in the dense fog all night, but the surroundings are still terribly dark, and there is no sign of dawn at all. Obviously, this is Caught in Difu's 'boundary'.
But Carlos knew in his heart that neither the drummer nor the Tibetan pearl clam could form his own "world", which is why they were only second-level difu. He was not sure if there was a third thing here.
The unknown Difu hidden in the thick fog became more and more confusing.
Ten hours of intense searching didn't make him too tired, but the lines on the magic circle on the back of his hand were getting darker and darker, which meant that the lives of the people on the other side were losing... This won't work.
Carlos stopped in his tracks, and lightly slashed the tip of his sword across the ground—try it, his fingers curled up in front of him—theoretically, this spell cannot be used in the world, and he didn't know that hunters thousands of years later Is it possible to understand this ancient signal of summoning companions
A cluster of sparks exploded at his fingertips, but disappeared in the blink of an eye—as expected, the entire space in the "Boundary" was corroded and distorted by dark forces, and normal signals could not be sent out.
Carlos hesitated for a moment, pulled out his epee, and drew a complete circle on the ground with himself as the center.
This is the beginning of a standard magic circle, called the "circle of magic circle". Generally, only beginners will draw the outer circle in such a regular way—it is used to prevent energy from leaking out, and people stand in it, " The magic circle" will sense the artist's energy type and make subtle adjustments.
The medium of the magic circle generally has three types: solid liquid and gas, among which liquid is the most common, and the solid magic circle is the most stable and basic, but obviously it is also the most time-consuming. The difficulty of the liquid magic circle depends on the strength of the liquid itself, and the Most of the gas circles already existed in the legends. Even Mr. Good, if he hadn't just witnessed Carlos and Aldo fighting in the temple, he would have never seen an example of using gas as a medium for a magic circle.
In fact, with Carlos' level, although he may not be as good as Aldo, who has been immersed in magic circles for half his life, he will definitely not be reduced to the level of drawing magic circles on solid media and needing circles of magic circles.
However, at this moment, it was extremely difficult for his sword tip to move on the ground. There seemed to be some kind of abnormal resistance on the soft ground. The veins on the back of Carlos' hand burst out in one stroke. Finally, the stroke did not break. His forehead But there are sweat marks on the top - if someone who happens to know a little bit about magic circles sees it, he will find that every stroke of his strokes is reversed.
Carlos took a breath, his originally pale lips showed a strange blush, showing a little sickness, but the magic circle he stepped on was extraordinary, it gave off a gloomy light in the dark forest, and it came from the ground. Pull out the same evil smell as the whole world.
With a "pop", a scarlet firework exploded straight above his head, but before Carlos could breathe a sigh of relief because of his success, the circle under his feet caught fire!
"Oh fuck!"
Carlos jumped out of it in a hurry, slapping his burning trouser legs frantically, his ankle was burnt with a ring of fire bubbles, and quickly became bloody and bloody—it's over, it's a bad start tonight, and the first color on his body was accidentally injured Own!
Sure enough, that person was right, "bright talent" is really disabled in another sense - for example, I can't play with this damn reverse magic circle for the rest of my life.
Difu, who had been waiting in the dark to sneak attack him, did not miss this golden opportunity. A gust of wind came from behind Carlos. Without even thinking about it, he carried the epee behind his back, and bumped into someone with a clang. Seeing something sharp, Carlos landed on one leg, but his waist suddenly bent back into an incredible arc.
Then they see each other clearly.
It was a thin and thin man, he had a pair of bloodshot eyes, inside were horrible pale pupils, his bones seemed to have been distorted, two pairs of upper limbs appeared on his body, curled up in his abdomen, and the other pair turned into a giant His claws, with steel-like nails, were a meter long, and the tips gleamed coldly.
He... or it, is neither a Tibetan pearl oyster nor a drummer, but a combined body!
"Oh, this is really new." Carlos was almost excited, and he murmured, "I've never heard that two difu that are diametrically opposed to each other can be combined into a whole. I think you have finally achieved it." Have you accomplished the feat of interracial mating, bastard?"
When dark green eyes met pale ones, Di Fu let out a sharp roar, and obvious saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth.
"I have seen evil eyes"... It has never seen anything more fascinating than the fragrance from those dark green eyes.
Difu landed on the ground not far away, and its three pairs of upper limbs were all trembling with excitement—appetite or sex/desire are the two basic driving forces of human beings, and they are also the instinct/ability of Difu's survival, even though they are extremely tall Even if Carlos' undisguised bright talent made him tremble, he couldn't resist his raging appetite.
Carlos sneered: "You know, the guy who usually drools at me without my permission, if it is not a beautiful lady, I will let it find its teeth all over the place, want to try it, buddy?"
Difu's two pairs of upper limbs curled up on his lower abdomen suddenly slammed on his abdomen, and the inaudible "drum sound" rushed towards Carlos with great lethality, knocking down the big tree behind him by the roots , and the stiff body of a hibernating pine tree fell out of it, its internal organs already shattered.
Carlos didn't know when the protective spell he set up was like a transparent protective shell, colliding with the "drumbeat" fiercely, and the ground was lifted up, revealing the corrupted plants and bare/bare stones below.
"Is this the only move you have?" Carlos slashed at Difu with a sword, and it dodged quickly, but it was still cut off with a "drumming" arm, black blood splashed out, and the terrifying roar was earth-shattering. , Carlos grinned, "Give my regards to your starving mother, what a pity she didn't teach you more, bastard!"
Difu quickly jumped up the treetops, roaring loudly.
Carlos cut off the big sloth with his epee without any awareness of environmental protection, and rushed towards it like a difu jumping up and down, and the relationship between hunter and prey was instantly reversed. But at this moment, rustling sounds sounded in the woods, and thin, stiff footsteps approached Rang from all directions, which made one's scalp tense.
A figure pounced on Carlos at a speed that was hard to catch with the naked eye, cut off his attack, screamed and stretched out its claws to grab his neck, Carlos kicked fiercely in an increasingly confused fog, With a sharp wind, he accurately kicked the "thing" in the waist, and with a muffled sound, the "thing" was kicked and flew out sideways. Two scarlet eyeballs rubbed Carlos' trousers and fell to the ground.
"Damn it!" Carlos limped—he accidentally used the injured leg, probably because the blood bubble burst, and he was numb from the pain.
He saw clearly that the person kicked out by him was the dead body of the hunter he had just discovered.
Carlos took half a step back, and all the black shadows around him were revealed in the thick fog—he was surrounded by corpses, and Difu let out a loud laugh in the depths of the fog.
What's this? Zombie makeover? "resident Evil"? Carlos caught a glimpse of the almost invisible thin thread attached to the body, and immediately thought of the noisy movie he watched with Mike regardless of the occasion.
What? Does Difu also draw inspiration from the second dimension? !
How shameless...
At this moment, a golden arrow seemed to shatter the night sky, and suddenly shot from behind Di Fu, like a stream of fire, whistling and flying towards Di Fu's back, Di Fu almost squatted down suddenly, The arrow grazed its body and fell to the ground, leaving a hideous bloodstain where the arrow tail swept, as if scalded by something.
Carlos' eyes lit up—it was the Fire Feather Arrow from the temple!