Chapter 41 Mysterious Patterns
The dark space was silent and silent, the entire cellar was completely reduced to ruins, and the huge stone pillars were cut into two sections and fell apart.
"Ahem"
After a long time, the silent space was broken by a burst of coughing.
"Crash"
Mo Bei pushed away the stone pressing under him, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and he was in a mess.
At this time, his body was also severely damaged by the storm, his scars were exposed, and blood gradually spread.
"Fortunately, I'm still alive."
Mo Bei coughed violently, his limbs trembled, his red eyes looked at the ruins, and his body was dragged away in a mess.
"It's really unlucky. As soon as we come to this world, we keep fighting, becoming more and more terrifying."
Mo Bei complained, undoubtedly this battle left a big shadow on him.
"I almost forgot about the serious business."
Mo Bei glanced at the corner of his mouth, looked around, then held the stone wall around him and walked step by step along the depths of the cellar.
The space was still so cold and so wet. He kept coughing, bleeding from the corners of his mouth, and walked forward in a sluggish manner.
The place not far ahead was filled with coldness and splashes of water. At the end of the cellar, the cliffs were surrounded by moist and moist, with green moss growing.
But on a wall, a huge black painted iron chain passed through the pipa bone of an old man with white hair and beard, straight through the old man's spine and hung on the cliff.
As you can see, the blood on the black lacquer iron chain was stained with red color, and the blood was naturally flowing out from the blood hole between the pipa bones behind it.
At this moment, Mo Bei's eyes trembled slightly, and he looked at the old man's painful expression. This moment was so sad.
Obviously, the old man was tortured by Ronan. The iron chain as thick as a bare little arm cut through his flesh and extended out of his spine. How many people could bear the pain?
"Principal"
Mo Bei's eyes became wet in an instant, and a touch of sadness bloomed in his heart. It was really too cruel.
"Principal, it's me, Mo Bei."
Mo Bei's bright voice bloomed in the old man's ears. The old man raised his head slightly, his turbid eyes were extremely turbid.
"Crazy"
Mo Bei jumped, grabbed the iron chain placed on a corner of the wall, and slowly relaxed. The old man bared his teeth and obviously made him feel even more painful, but the old man didn't say a word and endured it.
"Crash"
The iron chain finally loosened. Mo Bei slowly landed on the ground with the old man in his arms, then leaned over and leaned against the stone wall and sat up gently. The iron chain behind his back was rumbling.
"I never thought that you would be the one who came to save me, nor did I expect that Ronan would treat me like this." The old principal sighed.
In the past, Mo Bei was disturbed by his magical physique, and his realm was always on the verge of collapse. He often troubled the old man to shock the magic apprentices in the academy. How could he think that one day he would save him from the sea of suffering when he was in danger?
At this time, the space seemed to be solidified, and Mo Bei listened quietly to him.
"Forget it, Ronan just wants to find out the secret of the taboo magic passed down from me. What's ridiculous is that I have never found the taboo magic passed down from my clan in my whole life. How ridiculous it is."
Tears were flowing in the old man's eyes. Perhaps it was a past that the old man was reluctant to mention.
"My clan has already declined. There are no taboo magic left? Ronan is really too confused."
The old principal sighed that he was too weak and kept talking in a daze at this moment.
"I am a sinner of the Austin family. I will never be able to restore the family's former glory in my entire life. Now I am in my twilight years and have achieved nothing. Even the magic academy founded by my ancestors has become so decadent that it has become a laughing stock of the world." The old principal's eyes gradually moistened.
Mo Bei quietly listened to the old principal's complaints, coughed from time to time, looked at the old man's pitiful appearance, and slowly bent down his body.
He stretched out his hand and repaired the old man's dirty hair. His hands trembled occasionally, and he walked around the old man's neck. Suddenly, something strange happened.
"Che"
When Mo Bei's arm slid down the old man's right shoulder, suddenly, the old man's arm was stabbed on the Austin family badge on the old man's neck.
Mo Bei felt a little pain, and he pushed open his sleeve slightly, and a blood spot as big as a needle tip appeared on his arm.
Mo Bei ignored it and continued to tidy up the old man's messy silver hair. His eyes slowly looked at the huge iron chain behind his back, and he became thoughtful.
"Shit"
At this moment, the blood spots of needle-sized eyes isolated under the clothes slowly flashed with strange light. Then the light flashed by, and a very small mysterious pattern suddenly appeared on Mo Bei's arm.
The mysterious lines are extremely dark and seem to be burned on Mo Bei's cortex, like a tattoo, but the texture is so rough and stiff.
"Huh"
Mo Bei was circulating his magic power, and the magic wand in his hand appeared under the iron chain on the old man's back and began to calcinate.
The black flame was too terrifying. Mo Bei used the black flame all over his body to condense it to the extreme. It was only as big as a Martian, but its power was several times more powerful.
"Shit"
The black flame flashed by, Mo Bei controlled the magic wand and made a mark with the iron chain. After several minutes of hard work.
"Crazy"
The iron chain was finally cut off by the black flames, and Mo Bei's forehead was sweating profusely, and even the last magic power was lost.
"Suosuo"
Later, with the recognition of the old principal, Mo Bei pulled the iron chain out of the old principal's back, and a violent pain spread throughout the old man's body.
The old man gradually became confused, and perhaps the pain made him faint temporarily.
“It’s really troublesome”
Mo Bei muttered, carrying the old principal on his back and gradually walked out of the depths of the cellar.
"Cough cough" He coughed from time to time, with blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, looking tragic.
“Huhuhu”
But strangely, when Mo Bei walked to the place where he fought with Ronan, there was a sudden terror and shady feeling on his arms.
The coldness was so cold that it was like a piece of thousands of years of ice in the bone marrow that was close to Mo Bei's warm cortex. At this moment, he started to tremble with the cold, and his right arm was trembling in disobedience. He endured the feeling of discomfort.
At this time, the runes on the cortex of the arm suddenly flashed from the size of a needle tip, turning into the size of a fingernail, and the pattern became darker and deeper.
"It's not that I'm suffering from the cold!"
Mo Bei whispered secretly, now that his body is seriously damaged, and it is possible to suffer from wind and cold for so long after staying in such a humid and cold cellar.
Mo Bei returned to his senses and just wanted to hurry up here. He moved his body and walked through the cellar to the collapsed hall.
During the battle with Ronan, the palace collapsed a lot again, and the original journey became even more blocked.
It took a lot of time before Mo Bei walked out of the palace, then walked into the dark-painted cave entrance, and spent a lot of time in the secret door of the library.
"How did Ronan get out?"
Mo Bei pondered for a moment, but searched for the switch of the secret door next to him.
"Crack"
Sure enough, there were hidden switches of the secret doors hidden on the cave, and the magic circles quickly recovered, deep and so thick.
More than a dozen star tracks were flashing with strange luster, and Mo Bei was looking forward to it for a moment.
"Boom"
The secret door shook and extended from the east and west direction. Mo Bei walked into the library with the old man on his back.
(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!