With a finger raised, Metz made a ban on sound.

Robben felt that Messe's eyes were amazingly bright.

"Sha, look at what the old man has delivered!?"

Robben was at a loss. Mess had already stood up, picked up the letter, and ran towards Sasha happily, "A guy is coming to the door to deliver money!"

Mess danced and said something to Sasha who was a little confused and absent-minded Su.

In the water cup on the table, there was a calm area, as if "nothing had ever been born."

Robben, a little dazed.

"Robben! What are you doing!?"

In the early morning, the slightly warm sunlight shone on the deck, and Robben was sitting in the front of the airship deck, among the scattered tables and chairs.

When I saw Robben lying on the table early in the morning, I wrote and painted on a piece of parchment paper, and sometimes I even had to turn the parchment paper around. Mays, who had always been up early, sat opposite Robben curiously.

After the conversation two days ago, Metz was completely unremarkable, and Robben even felt that he had heard it wrong.

Mess was wearing a wide nightgown, covered with a coat, and had no shoes on his feet. Now he was squatting on a wide chair like a curious monkey, looking at the parchment in Robben's hand in confusion.

Amid the subtle snoring, Robben saw Maomao being held in Metz's arms, and now he was sleeping soundly. Robben saw a thin wisp of saliva that was about to stick to Metz's sleeve."

Maomao finally woke up in the past few days. The dragon's soul stones seemed to have been eaten by Maomao. These days, Maomao often mingled with Sasha and Su in the spacious kitchen of the airship. In fact, Maomao stayed there for more than half a day.

Surprisingly, Maomao likes Mess very much. This fantasy dragon that is not close to is usually cute, but never lets strangers approach it. Until now, Su, who has been with Sasha for a long time, can only feed Maomao food. Maomao never let Su hug her.

After Mace appeared, she immediately broke up with Sasha. Yesterday, when Robben was asleep, she seemed to vaguely hear two people arguing about who should sleep with Maomao! Obviously, Mace won in the end.

"It's very cold in the morning. Do you usually don't wear shoes?" Robben looked at Mess several times, and finally his eyes fell on her feet. Mess was trying his best to shrink his feet.

"The damn shoes made my feet hurt a lot a few days ago, so I just don't want to wear shoes these days!" Mes rubbed his feet slightly and smiled happily.

"It will catch a cold! I remember you have those soft shoes with shrugged hair in your bedroom." That was when Robben entered Mays' bedroom before the last time he was in danger.

Mess smiled with his lips pursed and did not answer.

"What are you doing, haven't told me yet!" Metz stretched his head to the parchment on the table and expressed his doubts.

"This" should be a magic circle!" Robben replied vaguely;

"Magic Formation? Should?" Mess was even more confused. Robben was still holding a pen in his hand. This was obviously being modified just now.

"Isn't this what you painted? Why or should it be?"

"Yeah!" Robben put the pen between his thumb and index finger and gently slammed it, as if thinking about how to answer.

"If I say, I'm an artifact, do you believe it?"

"believe!"

"believe?"

"Um!"

"Uh, okay! This magic circle is made for airships!" Robben picked up the pen and knocked on the parchment on the table.

"I looked at the flying power array on the airship and felt that some places could be improved, so I tried it?"

This time it was Mess' turn to be a little surprised because Robben was still serious.

"You said, modify the magic circle on the airship?" Mess couldn't help but grab the parchment on the table, and saw that the ghostly talismans on it seemed to be in a mess.

"I think, at least it can double the airship's degree?"

Robben said something even more surprised Mess!

“Double!?”

"Um!"

"The route on the snow-capped mountains is dangerous after all. I think the increase in degree can reduce some risks. After that, I think we can also provide an emergency measure for the airship so that not everyone will be as lucky as I did last time!"

Robben remembered the time he jumped off the airship, and now he realized how lucky he was. If Green Spirit had a wrong idea at that time, he sucked his soul and brought his body back, he would probably have entered Maomao's stomach.

"You agreed!" Mess put down the parchment paper in his hand and gently placed it on the tabletop.

"That's right, I just hope that the war will not really come!"

For a moment, both of them were a little silent;

Conscience…

"Robbon, I remember that magic is a thousand-year-old money, taught to humans by gods. There are many types and quantities of magic. No one has ever learned all magic, even less than 10%. Although every mage on the continent is different, it is precisely for this reason, but you!"

Robben smiled slightly, Mace seemed to be speechless and stopped, something was shaking in his eyes.

I have to say that Mess feels very sensitive, just this one." Xiaomao strikes the formation. Mess seems to have seen this clue.                                             �

"I modified this magic circle, right? I modified the rules that the gods had set a thousand years ago, right?"

Robben began to feel a little solemn when he saw Messe's face.

"This is also the main reason why I came back to find you. You didn't seem to disappoint me, but now I have other things to do, so I can finish your work first, and then we will talk about these things in detail. I haven't talked about them in detail to Sasha and the others."

Robben said as he started drawing on the magic circle again, "By the way, my saliva flowed onto your clothes!"

Mess lowered his head and saw Maomao biting the corner of his clothes. Maybe he dreamed of something. Dragon's teeth were so sharp. Mess felt sorry for looking at his favorite pajamas that had been bitten out of several gaps!

"Can it really double the degree!" Mes quickly pulled the corner of his clothes out of Maomao's mouth. He rushed over the round Maomao's body, and let the little guy lie down directly. In this way, he finally had no saliva dripping.

"Well, I think it should be more than that. We'll know after breakfast in a while!"

Robben outlined a few more strokes on the parchment paper, looked around and nodded slightly, and felt that it was almost done.

A flash of light appeared in Robben's hand, and a thick black cover book appeared in Robben's hand. He placed the book flat on the table without opening the pages. Robben carefully looked at the pattern on the parchment paper again.

Mess stared blankly at Robben, looking at the parchment paper slowly, and then closed his eyes and pondered. He pressed his hands on the black book, and his fingers flicked from time to time with his eyebrows.

"Well! It's almost done, it should be like that!" Finally, Robben stared at the parchment on the table and said something stupid.

Messy didn't say anything and sat quietly opposite Robben. She naturally didn't know what Robben wanted to do, and there was no clue from the parchment paper like a ghost-like talisman.

Slowly, Metz showed a surprised expression?

Robben's hand pressed on the black book was gradually shining. To be precise, countless lights were gathering from the air into Robben's hand.

The sun had just risen, and the light that was sprinkled on the deck seemed to be forcibly sucked away by Robben's hands. In the strong light, Metz felt a little dark around him.

"Close your eyes, you are not used to it!" The light turned full, and Robben's figure had been swallowed up by this strong light. Robben's gentle voice came from the light ball.

Metz still closed his eyes, Maomao still slept soundly.

The light quickly dissipated. Mess secretly opened one of his eyes and saw Rimoto flipping through the pages of the black book.

"Robben! What are you doing!?"

"That's just a figure of the magic array. I was sealing this magic array just now!" Robben then looked at the book in his hand.

"Seal" seal magic!" Mess looked at Robben's casual look and was really surprised. If sealing magic, it would take a certain condition for the mage to not be disturbed by others, but "just sit here, there is someone opposite, Robben was talking to him just now!

"Yeah! Not bad, it seems that this method works!" Robben turned the book to the last page and smiled with satisfaction.

Mess was stunned, "Robben, can you show me that book?"

Robben immediately handed the book to Metz.

Turning on the first page, I touched the paper, and it turned out that the magic scroll was in the magic scroll. The pages of the book were a black magic array. The appearance could only be described as ghost drawing talismans. Mess glanced at the table, exactly the same as the pattern on the parchment paper.

Turning on the second page, the same magic circle, the third page "A whole book, hundreds of pages, is full of this magic circle.

Mess looked up in horror. In the cool air in the morning, Mess broke out in cold sweat. Robben had just modified several places in front of his own, and in this black book, all the patterns were exactly the same as those on parchment.

In other words, Robben instantly completed hundreds of such magic array seals, how could this be possible!

This is also the new idea that Robben just came up with. Since he could release the magic circle in the book without opening the pages, he should be able to seal magic. After Robben thought about it, he directly experimented and it was really successful.

"Mess?" Robben shook his hand in front of Mess' eyes. Mess seemed a little lost. His eyes looked at him with no focal length.

"Uh! It's okay!" Mess suddenly came to his senses, immediately closed the book in his hand and prepared to return it to Robben?

"The Law of Confinement of Souls"

On the cover of the book, large black relief words flashed into Mays' eyes in the sun.

Undead magic!

Metz almost couldn't hold the book in his hand.

"Mess, are you uncomfortable? Your face is so ugly, are you cold?" Robben saw Mess' pale face, took off his coat and put it on Mess.

Books such as Robben used to collect magic are taken casually in the ring. Regardless of what you wrote on the cover, Robben would throw away the contents and leave only a thick bookcase.

Although it is just a cover of the book, which is completely a magic scroll, how is the cover of the undead magic book in Robben's hands?

Mess suddenly had a strange thought in his heart. The person in front of him who had been waiting for death with him under countless chaotic iron chains had already been far away from him.

"Robben! He asked you to have dinner, but he couldn't find you in the bedroom! It turned out that it was this, and he was with this vixen!"

Sasha was still holding a spoon in her hand. At this time, she was pointing at Mess aggressively. Su was still following Sasha, her eyes were looking at Robben and Mess with some fun.

Mess is still squatting on the chair with his knees in his arms, wearing a nightgown, barefoot, and wearing Robben's coat.
Chapter completed!