I Was Once a Legend

Dong Zheng and Wang Ailun have quietly touched the second floor of the castle.

There are not many people in the whole castle. Dong Zheng wanted to go to the kitchen to see Dong Linhai's situation. But from the storage room to the kitchen, he had to go through the whole hall. It was easy to disturb the maid who was dozing, and there was a handy lizard carrying the bucket. Go in, the risk factor is too high.

After weighing, he went straight to the second floor with little hesitation, and went to find the Huayi Dezi flute player.

The castle is too big and it is particularly easy to get lost, but fortunately it seems to be the exclusive territory of the flute player, and there are no servants.

Behind the third door in the hallway on the right is the bathroom. When the two passed by, they heard the sound of water inside. The flute player who had just returned from outside was bathing.

According to the setting that almost all literary and artistic works where the magician will bring his magical instruments with him at any time, the flute player will certainly not let the flute leave him easily.

As a script for novices, the difficulty of the box is astonishingly low. Under normal circumstances, how can a weak magician with a high mana and a weak body not be able to lay down heavy formation and prohibition in his old nest, and can be killed by Dong Linhai. After the handyman and the chef, the rest of the people who wake up one after another begin to design to escape from the dungeon. Dong Zheng and Wang Ailun turn around blindly on the second floor, want to steal something?

If the flute player thinks, with his ability, the blink of an eye can make these people die.

The two listened outside for a while, breathlessly, and decided to take advantage of this excellent opportunity to rush to search the bedroom of the piper.

They searched the entire second floor. All the doors were pushed and tried. Most of them couldn't open, and finally found the master bedroom at the far left of the corridor.

"Oh my god, will the host live so remotely? Is it neuropathy?" Wang Ailun pushed the door carefully and vomited.

Although it only took two hours to meet Wang Ailun, but there was a friendship between birth and death, Dong Zheng also relaxed a little in front of him: "If the flute player will definitely return to you: this is my home, I live where I want to live ."

The bedroom is a person's most intimate space, and the decoration in it can infer the character of the owner to a certain extent.The bedroom has a large space. At the center is a typical medieval bed. Layers of drapes are tied to the bed posts, and silk embroidered quilts are spread out.On the bedside table were silver candlesticks and drinking glasses, and the wall directly above had windows open.

On the wall on the right hand side is a large closet. Besides, all the remaining area of ​​this bedroom is occupied by various books.These books are piled up on the floor and in the corners, so that the two people who enter the bedroom have no place to stay for a while.

"I'm going to be too scary, so many books." Wang Ailun took a handy one with "Alchemy Advanced III" written on the cover, content... well, he couldn't understand it.

He opened another book, "Mystery of Brain Lobe and Alchemy-The Origin of Black Magic".

...What is this and what.

"The castle is so big, he should have a special study room. These books may be the only ones he wants to read before going to bed." Dong Zheng crossed several stacks of books and reached the bedside, with a sheepskin under the cup on the bedside table Paper, the pattern on it is very familiar with-

It is the formation on the sheepskin roll in the cellar.

It's just that this is an unfinished formation. Compared with the sheepskin roll, there are several most complicated places that are vacant.

Dong Zheng felt that the information on the sheepskin roll might be used when he was in the cellar. He remembered the pattern with his heart, and he still remembers it now.

There is a feather pen next to it, which is convenient to complete at any time, but Dong Zheng did not immediately write, but asked in his heart: [Do you know what the effect of this formation is?

The note on the sheepskin roll is in Latin, and he really can't understand it. If the formation completion has any negative effects, it will be bad.

Can't act rashly.

The juvenile in the prisoner’s space was silent for a moment: [This formation can borrow power from the time master, and if he wishes, you can temporarily gain the ability to manipulate time, temporarily in the palm of your hand.

Dong Zheng didn't expect Cui Zuojing to really answer. After all, this was just a low-level box. Cui Zuojing couldn't even know how to form a small formation.

But he really knew.

In this case, Dong Zheng is also welcome, and asked: [What if he does not want to?

[The person who activates the formation will be repulsed. The stronger the formation is, the more severe the repulsion will be.] Cui Zuojing said: [but now you can use it casually, the time master of the pure white realm is still trapped in chaos, now no matter who borrows power from him, he can only agree.

such.Dong Zheng remembered what Cui Zuojing said in his heart. He dipped the ink with a quill pen, and completed the array stroke by stroke in accordance with the pattern in his memory.

In the eerie environment of the cellar, complex patterns can be remembered for a short period of time, which shows that Dong Zheng’s memory is good, but also reflects some other things.

Cui Zuojing, who had been passively bound to him by blood contract, was more satisfied.

This is the first time this talent has formally entered the box and has such a performance, much better than he had originally.

Of course, there may be issues with age and real-world experience, but it is undeniable that Dong Zheng is definitely a good seed.

Wang Ailun came to see, because it was impossible to change, Dong Zheng had to think about it every time he made a stroke. It was indeed this way that it would be painted. It took nearly five minutes, and the last line of the formation finally connected everything.

A faint yellow light emerged from the pattern and slowly rose. After a few seconds of stagnation in the air, it flew to the palm of Dong Zheng, leaving the outline of the formation on it.

At the moment when the formation was attached to his palm, Dong Zheng knew how to use it correctly.

[Cronos fingerprint]

Function: It can suspend all the time (including but not limited to objects and spirits) except the user for ten seconds. It can only be used once and cannot be taken out of the box.

How to use: Mind urge.

Note: Who stole a fingerprint that Kronos inadvertently left behind?

Time is one of the five basic elements of pure white land.

The power of time firmly sealed in the sea of ​​consciousness was taken away. Although it was only tiny compared to the earth and gravel, as the nominal master of this power, Cui Zuojing still felt clearly.

The teenager sat on the edge of the bed, raised his hand to caress the wrist of his right hand, and three seals vaguely appeared.

At the last moment of the pilgrimage, the five members of their team were selected by the five elements of time, space, body, dream, and chaos, and gained the ability to control them.

But the queen set a curse, so that instead of using it freely, they became prisoners of these elements under the seal.

It was this curse that left Cui Zuojing, the "time prisoner", forever frozen at the age of sixteen-the moment he left the pure white world and returned to the real world."Body Prisoner" Victor was trapped in the cat's body forever.

In the past eight years, no trace has been left on Cui Zuojing. He watched his sister who was five years younger than him grow a little bigger than him. His parents' hair became gray gradually, and the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes deepened. Only him, still Sixteen years old.

Because of this, the family had to move every two years to a place where no one knew them, and Cui Zuojing also changed from "brother" to "brother" and was introduced to new neighbors.

Finally, Cui Zuojing no longer wanted his family to run around and hide because of himself. With Victor's aging, he returned to this nightmare, only to get rid of the fate that should not be experienced by them, and end everything.

And...Look at the situation of old friends Fu Zhe, Luo Zhen, and Chi Li Naina who are still stuck here.

He found the fragment of the soul that Fu Zhe lost. The situation is not good. If he read correctly, this fragment is Fu Zhe's "goodwill".

Cui Zuojing couldn't imagine what a Fu Zhe would have lost his conscience, morality and goodwill.

After obtaining the formation rune, the two searched the next bedroom, and found nothing more valuable than a bunch of content-hunting books.

There is a translation of Latin, Hebrew and English in the book on the ground. According to the script, if the participant wants to know the Latin content on the sheepskin roll, he should find the book and translate it a little before the flute player returns. The text above.

This must require the visitor to find the sheepskin roll in the cellar and write down the content above. It is a very test of memory and is the easiest way to steal the flute.Regardless of the negative effects, it is not impossible to directly and rashly complete the array, but the consequences of that will all depend on luck.

If this formation is not obtained, participants can also use other methods-such as amulets and flute players who can ensure that they are not controlled by the magic flute.

But Cui Zuojing helped to hang up, and everything was exempt.

It is estimated that the flute player will come back soon after washing. Dong Zheng and Alan hurriedly left the bedroom, preparing to find a suitable time to urge the formation and steal the flute by the time of suspension.They waited for a while at the corner of the promenade on the second floor. They really saw the bathed flute player coming out of the bathroom and walking slowly to the bedroom.

The flute player has taken off the outermost colored robe and has a hat, so he can see his face more clearly.

This is a handsome young man with a very restrained appearance, but a slightly ordinary face, but because of the two tears and moles, he has a little bit of strangeness, which can be remembered at once.In his waist, there is a flute that must be used to cast spells.

Before entering this box, Dong Zheng skimmed the "Survival Manual of Pure White Realm" sent by the guide clown, which said that people who died in the pure white realm will not disappear immediately, but have the opportunity to become prisoners and manage Or the npc, if it dies again, it will become a monster in the box.

Just like Henry.

If the monster dies, it is really dead.

Therefore, whether it is a clown, Cui Zuojing or the devil flute player in front of him, he should be one of the pilgrims during his lifetime.

The only difference may be the ability to retain memories of a lifetime, only prisoners.Those who become managers or npc after death will forget everything they used to be.

At this time, Dong Zheng did not know that Cui Zuojing was an alien among all prisoners.

The two hiding in the corner were discussing how to steal the flute, but they heard the noise in the hall downstairs. It seemed that for a moment, the brittle sound of short soldiers, the muffled sound of stabs of blood and the screams of one after another, one after another, Suddenly boiled the quiet castle.

"Shut up its spears and swords!"

"Chop its tail!"

"There are others coming again-Gan! Why are they all lizards! Where is this!"

what happened?!

Glancing at Alan with a full face of "WTF", Dong Zheng frowned and quietly poked his head from behind the railing.

The author has something to say: Note: 1. Cronus: the second-generation king of ancient Greek mythology, one of the twelve Titan gods, in charge of time.