Versatile Mage

On several occasions, Movan stood in front of the ancient sculpture, whose lifelike face and missionary posture made Movan feel like a living creature, like a guardian of a moonless night, vigilant and hostile to all alien creatures. When it stood high and stared at you, it did not open its mouth, but the cry of a solemn warning had entered its mind.

And now, this is what Movan hears, so clear in his mind, at the same time touching deep into his soul, his goose bumps couldn't help but sprang up, as if his soul was frightened by this cat screaming and scattered, drilling out of his pores!

Movan couldn't help but take a few steps back.

“meow!!!!! ”

Grandma's face was changing. As a woman, she had a silver beard, her chin was getting pointed and her ears were growing!

Is this the ancient sculpture that can guard the secret of Mingwu Ancient City?

But I am clearly not a rat bug, why I stand in front of Thundercat, but I am so small and humble, and I don't know when I have such a deep fear of cats, as if I was buried in bones, flowing in blood, since I was born I have such a natural enemy!

“Movan.” Apath's voice rang in his ear.

A cold message conveyed that when Movan woke up from that horrible feeling and concentrated again, Movan found Grandma standing there with no change and no mustache...

Hallucinations?

Or is it some kind of soul-shooting tool?

Movan glanced at Apath next to her, but Apath revealed a vigilant look, her eyebrows locked tight, her eyes sharp, and her body leaned forward slightly, a defensive and aggressive gesture when most snake demons were in danger.

“What's going on?” Movan asked.

“It's not a hallucination... I can't explain it to you clearly, I'll take care of this.” Apath's face is incredibly serious.

As Movan's overall strength improved, Apath's mending should have been very close to her height in Egypt at the time, which was a powerful Medusa queen who could fight the Nine Phantoms Queen, who could make her take such an attitude, indicating that all of that was definitely not the obstructionist method used by Grandma or something.

When Movan remembered that underground rat was scared like a cat, he shook his head again.

It seems that the sculptures of the ancient city of Mingwu do possess some kind of divine power and can cross racial boundaries. Even with the dragon horn helmet dragon guard, this layer of natural oppression cannot be broken!

The pupils of both of them changed, and the golden pink snake eyes of Apath showed aggressiveness, resembling the determination and ferocity of a venomous snake when it struck.

The big granny cat's vertical eye is also constantly generating deterrence, and sometimes the focus is on finding the broken, and sometimes the cunning circle.

Everyone in Xiayu felt unusually confused. Grandma and Apath stared at each other like this and stood still, but everyone felt the mental power confrontation.

There is no wind around, the beasts and mountain birds were most delightful at dusk, there is no sound at this moment, the silence of Feixia Hills unnamed.

Movan and Apath had a sense of heart, he felt a millisecond battle to kill, the simple description is that a cat encountered a snake, the cat moved quickly and flexibly, the snake attacked decisively harsh, calmly abnormal, and stifled each other without daring to relax a bit!!

“Pfft ~ ~ ~ ~ ~!!!! ”

Suddenly, Grandma vomited blood and the blood mist was huge, like spraying all the blood out of her body with one bite.

The others were horrified and rushed up to help Grandma.

Grandma's eyes began to fade and a little fear appeared in her eyes, with one hand holding a wooden cane and the other pointing to Apath.

Apache's golden pink pupil slowly recovered to the appearance of a human being with a smile on her face, naive bright and cold without any emotional temperatures.

“What's going on?” Movan asks Apath.

“Fortunately, you brought me with you, or you will face the siege of this group in the kind of natural enemy suppression of the Mouse Fear Cat. Restricted, restless mind, is the power of Thundercat, and the deterrent of Thundercat that scares the demons of the wetlands around the ancient city of Mingwu into the ancient city of Mingwu.” Apath explained to Morvan.

“I thought with dragon sensation and dragon deterrence, few people in the world would want to suppress me mentally.” Movan took a breath of relief.

Almost knocked over in the ditch, and Leica was so powerful.

“The world is so big, the dragon is not the oldest and most powerful, otherwise how can there be a dead animal grave behind the Valley of Millions?” Apath replied.

Dragons are old and powerful, but the true Medusa is not necessarily afraid of them.

Dragons are the highest in the race chain, and that's relative to the spirits.

Heaven and Earth Holy Spirit, Descendants of Demons, Ancient Ancient Ancestors, Millennial Demon Veins, Epic King... Which one would be worse than Western Real Dragon?

“And yes, they naturally have some skills at the bottom of the box, since the Hidden clans of the Earth's Holy Springs are collectively known as the two Hidden clans.” No wonder Movan thought about it.

“Be careful not to expose too many abilities, and don't forget that day on the edge of the cliff, Haidong Qingjin, which is probably the first ancient sculpture that these Xiayuans moved to the island, higher than Thundercat. If it's facing it, I'm afraid it's hard to help you.” Apath said to Movan very seriously.

“I pushed so hard to see Haidong Qingjin.” Movan said.

Haidong Qingjin.

Though not absolutely certain, that guy is basically the totem he's looking for on his trip.

If, as Apath said, Haidong Qingjin was the first ancient sculpture they removed from Xiayu, it led to disaster, and the Thundercat was suppressed by Apath, not far from the appearance of Haidong Qingjin.

It's just that Movan is still confused.

The other ancient sculptures are statues. Even if Leica wanted to fight, they were carried out in some sort of attachment to Grandma Big, and only Haidong Qingjin seemed to be “alive”.

Xiayu's hidden secrets seem to have to be ripped apart one by one with this big fist!

“Xiao Yanjie, no need to be merciful.” Movan raised his head and said to the glorious goddess of flames in the air.

“Do you really think that a man can overthrow our entire Xiayu, have a monarchy flame and the Holy Spirit can hegemony??” Behind Grandma, a man in a freckle coat came.

The freckle coat man was ruthless, he looked only thirty years old and angry, but a white hair drowned, obviously not as old as he looked.

“Grandpa!! ”

At one point, the men and women of Xiayu were excited to wake up as if they had seen their saviour and hero.