Chronicles of Ryan the Wizard

"Ryan, Mr. Ryan?" Just as Ryan was thinking about what happened to his two different encounters, the voice of the dark elf maid heard in his ear, and then Ryan threw all the thoughts in his mind behind him. He looked at the maid who was watching him with concern, and then moved his gaze to the ground under his feet.

The hundred-meter-long purgatory viper was raising its head and looking up at him. The whole purgatory viper's body hovered together, covering almost all its weaknesses under the most threatening snake head, the bright red snake core. He kept puffing, obviously it didn't seem to give up eating, it just couldn't fly to the high altitude position where Ryan was.

"Mr. Lane, are you okay?" Seeing that Lane had responded to her voice, the maid who had survived said in a questioning tone: "That purgatory viper, we can collect its body as a sacrifice I believe Goddess Rose will be very satisfied."

"Sacrifice?" Ryan repeated this word in his mouth after hearing the words. In his mind he remembered the last words of the spider goddess Rose, no matter what the moody god wanted to chase himself across the plane, But since she failed to make a single shot and said "even", it seems that the messy things before should not care about it. Goddess Rose likes tricks and lies, but she will not use herself. His reputation deceives a mortal, so the sacrificial celebration that is still in preparation is no longer needed.

"No, I think I don't need these sacrifices anymore." Ryan shook his head and said something strange to the maid. Then Ryan added: "However, the corpses of these monsters can continue to be collected. Because I suddenly wanted to set up a palace in my territory to place them, so that my people can see these powerful monsters even if they stay home."

Ryan’s idea did not arise suddenly. He had been thinking about how to stimulate his fellow human beings so that they would not be affected by inertia. If there is such a place where other powerful creatures can be displayed, maybe it will Inspire the aggressiveness and sense of crisis of his compatriots. Even if there is no effect, Ryan will not waste any time. He only needs to get some of the most powerful monster corpses. Other types can be released as mercenary missions for others. Run errands for yourself.

After saying these words, Ryan chanted a magic spell, and then a powerful spell was released by him. In order to avoid accidents, Ryan converted almost all of his mana into pseudo-divine power, so now this "no return to heaven" Under the influence of the pseudo-divine power, the power of the spell becomes extremely terrifying. The purgatory viper occupies the ground only feels a sense of imminent disaster on itself, and the bright red snake core it spit out has no time to gather back, the whole body His soul was directly erased.

The entire body of the purgatory viper who had lost its soul suddenly became stiff, and then there was no strength to continue to support the purgatory viper, which was entwined with its body for more than 100 meters, began to fall to the side, and the huge snake head hit the ground heavily and stirred. After removing a large amount of dust, the dust drifted towards the sky, actually covering most of its body.After the dust settled, Ryan took the maid and landed on the ground, packed the corpse of the purgatory viper over a hundred meters in a storage pocket, and then took the maid toward the place where Mother Hurrest was. Flew back in the direction of

Ryan chose to fly back deliberately because teleportation magic is much faster, and it is difficult to communicate with fellow travelers through continuous space. Under the influence of Goddess Rose, he encountered two different situations at the same time. As the dark elf maid who was with him in this area naturally became another witness, and Ryan hoped to get more content from her mouth.

"How did you feel after you were captured by that mysterious shadow? What is that group of shadows, can you recognize it?" Ryan’s first question is naturally impossible to directly ask her such as "Goddess Rose is coming to attack Do you know about me?" Wait, so put the origin of the mysterious shadow first. If there is no goddess Rose crosswise, the mysterious shadow is what Ryan is most concerned about.

The dark elf maid fell into the memory. She slowly said: "I can't move under its control, but we have had physical contact with each other. I think it is not a real misty image, but a real one. A creature, and it is very likely a humanoid creature. It’s just that I can’t feel the breath of life from it at all, and I don’t know why."

"It can lurk around us without being noticed by Hurrest and I. It must have very powerful concealment methods. It is not surprising that you can't feel it." Ryan said casually and quietly jumped the topic to himself. During the time period that I cared most about: "When that group of dark shadows discarded you, how did you feel unusual? You told me the situation carefully. This may be very important."

The maid didn’t know that Ryan was actually concerned about Goddess Rose. She recalled carefully and then said: “No, my body is bound as always, and the whole body cannot move without speaking, and there is no resistance at all in consciousness. Psychologically, it seemed that I was willing to be caught by it. As for when I was falling in the air, I was a little scared. Fortunately, Mr. Lane, you came to save me in time, otherwise I won’t be thrown to death and I will become the purgatory viper. Food for snakes."

Ryan was a little strange after hearing these words, and he asked a few more sideways, and finally determined that in the time when Goddess Rose appeared, only Ryan himself had the memory of this aspect, and that name was in the darkness in his arms. The fairy maid had no experience in this aspect at all. She only remembered the process that happened when the goddess Rose did not appear later. This gave Ryan a very strange feeling, that imaginary assumption emerged from his heart again. .

However, Ryan firmly does not believe that the appearance of Goddess Rose is just a fiction. The power with the godhead is not what Ryan can imagine now. If that memory has not really happened, even if Ryan’s thoughts have problems, it will be at best. The pseudo-divine power of Mistress Restor or Black thatch overwhelms her in terms of quantity and manipulation skills, it is absolutely impossible for Ryan to have incomparable thoughts in his heart. There is only a godhead, and only a high-level godhead possessed by a main god. Will cause this shocking effect.

"It seems that this should be some kind of time magic, or the power of the goddess Rose directly changed the laws of space. Well, this is a very wonderful idea. If I can put my body in the best time Save the clips, and wait until you need them to go back to that time period. Hey, when others thought that my mana was exhausted, I went back for a time and quickly recovered all my strength, even if it only lasted for a very short time, it was enough. Has it changed the whole battle?" Ryan thought in his heart: "It's just that this method may be unusually difficult to implement, but compared to the benefits it brings to me, even if I pay a higher price to study it and create it It's worth it too!"

Seeing that Ryan stopped asking questions, the maid naturally did not dare to say more. The two people kept this silence until they returned to the side of Matriarch Hurst and the others, because Ryan took the initiative to stand up and pursue the mysterious black group. Shadow, so Mother Hurst and others chose to stay on guard. No one knows whether that group of black shadows appeared to attract themselves into their traps or to distract the power of Mother Hurst and others. Each is broken, so staying in place and responding to changes is the best choice.

Seeing that Ryan came back safely with the kidnapped maid, the serious expressions of Mother Hurst and others immediately became more relaxed, but she still took strict strictures for her kidnapped maid. Check to prevent any accidents.And taking advantage of this opportunity, Ryan also recounted his encounter in this pursuit in detail, but did not mention a word about the appearance of Goddess Rose and the brief encounter between the two parties, and then he also asked Herri calmly. Mister Sister and others, after they left, what happened to them, they got a negative answer. Whether it was Mister Herist, the demigod king, or his wife Farasi, who had come to his mind, they all I didn’t notice the vast and powerful real divine power more than ten kilometers away, nor did I perceive the appearance of the godhead of a main god on this plane. This result made Ryan slightly disappointed, but the whole thing could only That's it.

The results of the examination came out quickly. The maid’s body was intact, and there were no traces of slaad parasitism in her body, but there was a spiritual imprint in the depths of the soul. The effect of the spell was almost gone, but Mother Hurst still followed this clue to find some clues.

"This kind of branding is actually a method used by the blood race to control the blood slaves. Through this method, they can make the blood slaves voluntarily dedicate their blood without resisting any request from the master. It's just that you are chasing very closely, that group. The shadow is to control my maid first, but there is no time to further engrave this spiritual imprint in the depths of her soul, so I only need to rest for a while and the imprint is automatically removed. In fact, it has almost no effect now. Now." Mother Hurrest spoke to her companions.

"What? You said this branding is a kind of charm magic. Is that mysterious group of black shadows actually blood?" Ryan was a little surprised after hearing the words of Mother Hurst: "But think about it, it is the same, that The strength of the guy is roughly at the pinnacle of the legend. My strength far exceeds it, but it still takes so much time to slowly shorten the distance between each other. Speaking of which, if you want to achieve such an effect, you really can only rely on the blood. Racial talent..."