The night was dark, and Allegri scanned the surroundings alertly. No matter whether the enemy will attack again, it is not advisable to stay here for a long time. Thinking of this, he lifted up the big man Logan, who was half kneeling on the ground, and moved deeper into the ruins. After walking zigzag for hundreds of steps, Logan finally woke up and took stock of his surroundings. He whispered, "Turn left ahead." Allegri glanced at him in surprise and nodded in agreement. Yes, after walking a few steps, I found a narrow alley, only a few meters wide, and I would have overlooked it if I wasn't paying attention. Following Logan's guidance, they walked around for three or four minutes before reaching a secret dead end. "Move that pile of rubble." The big man said again, letting go of Allegri's arm and trying to stand still. Allegri did as he was told, and buried under the rubble was a heavy old wooden board. He tested it, used both hands to lift it open, revealing a deep hole. After Logan and the big dog climbed in hand and foot, Allegri covered the wooden board again, then filled the gap with soil, and softly cast a "magic trap". Noticing his caution, Logan showed approval in his eyes. This was one of the secret bases of the Iron Fist Gang, but it was rarely used. Logan gritted his teeth and pushed on to get here. He was already exhausted and sat down on the chair. He couldn't even light the candle on the wooden stand next to him. At this moment, Allegri finally breathed a sigh of relief. He cast a "Lighting Technique" casually, and a pale white light group lit up, illuminating the empty basement. On the shelf next to it, there were some bottles and cans. , as well as spare clothes, and of course more weapons wrapped in oil paper. "Brother Logan, are you okay?" Allegri stepped forward. asked with concern. The big man's body was covered in blood and flesh, and he looked extremely bad. "Don't worry, you won't die," Logan said with a strained smile, "Brother, there are medicines and spirits on the shelf over there. You can help me get them." Allegri nodded and put away the medicines and spirits. On the side, help him tear open his tattered shirt first. There was a ferocious penetrating wound on the chest, and the flesh and blood were rolled up. The back was like iron claws raking over it, and no intact skin could be found. In addition, his shoulder and arm were also cut open by a sharp blade, and his left hand was broken due to the self-destruction of the "Earth Fist". ¡Ústyle_txt; Allegri took a breath of cold air, still able to maintain a clear mind in this situation. Very humanly possible. "Help me." Logan took the bottle, took a few swigs, poured the remaining liquor on his body to clean the wound, and motioned to Allegri to help him apply medicine. "Wait a moment." Allegri tore open a piece of clothing, wiped away the blood, and sang in a low voice. The light green magic light lit up. After becoming a magician again through the magic network, he could finally cast magic other than fire. For example, this "Touch of Life" is a second-level spell of the natural system. The speed of blood flow gradually slows down. Allegri took advantage of the opportunity to apply the medicine on the wound, and then used the torn strip of cloth as a bandage to bandage the wound on the big man's chest. "It's much better now." Logan breathed a long sigh of relief, straightened his back, and let him deal with the injury on his back. It wasn't until ten minutes later that Allegri cast five or six more "Touches of Life". It was finally done, and at this time, almost the entire upper body of Logan was wrapped in cloth. "Brother, thank you very much." The big man moved his still intact right hand and said thank you for the first time. He promised nothing in return. Because He speaks with actions rather than words. "It's just preliminary treatment. You are not out of danger yet. It is best to find a professional doctor or natural mage for treatment as soon as possible." The worry on Allegri's face has not faded. He only helped Logan bandage the trauma, and only the second ring The "touch of life" cannot heal the injuries of internal organs. "Umhuh?" Logan nodded indifferently, his eyes drifting to the big dog squatting next to him. Seeing that his expression was a little strange, Allegri also looked over. Simba was looking at him with an innocent face, and there was a stretch of gray light under his paws. Is it the weapon that the man abandoned just now? He quickly remembered, no wonder the big dog didn't make a sound along the way, it turned out to be that he took it back as a trophy. "You, you" Allegri flicked its head, not knowing whether to praise or criticize. Such a weird weapon is definitely a high-level enchanted instrument. Maybe it contains the spiritual imprint of the original owner. Wouldn't this be inviting a wolf into the house? "But it's too late to throw it away now. If the enemy had the intention, he would have already followed the trail, and if he hadn't yet, he wouldn't mind taking it as his own. Thinking of this, Allegri glanced at the "magic trap" that showed no reaction, then leaned over to pick up the gray light, turning it over and over carefully.??. "That is the 'Hanging Light', a famous enchanted weapon," Logan explained from the side. "It is said that the warrior holding it can switch the magic attributes at will. Based on my personal experience just now, this statement is true. "Switching magic attributes?" Allegri couldn't help but wonder, and then he asked tentatively, "Could it be that the main magic circle engraved on it is the 'Elemental Song' of the nine-ring arcane system?" That's right." Logan nodded, feeling quite surprised. It seems that this brother really has extraordinary attainments in magic. "Then the value of this sword is immeasurable." After hearing this, Allegri couldn't help but his eyes lit up. "The man just now only has five or six rings at most, and he can't analyze the song of elements of nine rings at all." ', it cannot be bound to the soul of this sword, so the spiritual imprint on it should not be difficult to remove" As he spoke, he tested it and soon found the spiritual imprint left by Gilvoir. "But isn't 'Soul Deprivation' an eighth-ring spell?" Logan looked at him in surprise. "No, there is no need for 'soul deprivation', because he has no soul binding at all" Allegri explained again, but soon, his expression became weird. He was countless in the sea of ??souls. In the spell model, he didn't find a very commonly used mid-level spell, "Induction Clearance". "Am I thinking wrong? In the magic system of Serland Island, 'induction clearing' is not the third ring, but the fourth ring?" Allegri frowned slightly, but within the scope of the fourth ring spell, there is still no The existence of this spell model. I saw him thinking deeply. Logan did not interrupt, but leaned back against the wall and closed his eyes to take a nap. "It should be that the magic network automatically filtered this spell, making it impossible for ordinary mages to call it. After all, there are magic door locks and enchanted equipment everywhere on Seran Island, which can easily be used by people with evil intentions." A few minutes later, Allegri With the answer, "It won't even be mentioned in the book. Only I from the mainland still retain this knowledge." Now that the reason has been found, it is not complicated to implement it. Construct a spell model in the sea of ??souls, This is because he has developed extremely familiar and fluent skills. But even so, it would take him longer. It takes more magic power to cast the mid-level spell "Induction Clearance" to wipe away the spiritual imprint in the gray light. "Successful." Allegri breathed a sigh of relief, and thrust his mental tentacles into the gray light, carving his own mark. At the moment of completion, the magic power surges suddenly, passing the message left by the caster to the new user. "The ninth-level extraordinary enchanted weapon, 'Suspended Light'. The base of arcane magic, the song of the elements. It is the sword, gun, sword and halberd, it is the wind, thunder, water and fire. Under the suspended light, the world really exists. - Jeans? Allegri." Allegri held the gray light, and under his control, the luster dissipated. It transformed into the slender stabbing sword he had just seen. As his mind changed, the stabbing sword shrank and turned into an ordinary black iron dagger. The light of the flame emerged and turned into the frosty white of ice in an instant. "Sure enough, it is an extraordinary weapon. The free switching between form and attributes alone is enough to play an unexpected role." Logan said next to him. After the strong will relaxed, the impact of the injury gradually appeared, and his The brows were full of exhaustion. "Yes." Allegri agreed casually, feeling that something was wrong. After a moment, he reacted, walked next to Logan, and also cast a "Sensor Clear" on him. Amidst the fluctuations of magic power, a group of light gray mist curled away, and Logan finally realized. No wonder no matter how hard the brothers in the gang tried to evade in the past few days, they could not escape the other party's pursuit. Dock area, Copper Compass Tavern. A group of squirming shadows appeared in the backyard hut. The one-eyed old man stood with his hands behind his back. When Gilvoir's figure was revealed, he walked aside and lit the dim oil lamp. "Is there any medicine for injuries?" Gilvaux's voice was weak. He felt that he had at least two or three broken ribs, and he might even have punctured his alveoli. Throwing a vial to him casually, Zenis asked puzzledly, "With your strength, it's more than enough to capture Logan alive. It won't be so embarrassing, right?" "Magic pet," Gilvor said bitterly, "Didn't you say that there are no magicians among the gangs in the dock area?" "A four-ring mage is enough to find a decent job in Baicheng District. A gangster?" Zenis snorted, "Besides, you shouldn't come to my place, just go back and report it to the adults." "No, I have to get 'Xuan Guang' back.?. "Gilva said through gritted teeth. "Did you lose the 'Hanging Light'? Zenis looked at him in disbelief, "What's going on?" Could it be that Logan is hiding his strength? " "I said, a mage attacked me sneakily," Gilvoir stressed. "I will be recovering from my injuries at your place for the past few days. You can help me collect information about Logan or strange magicians. " "My lord is still waiting for your return. "Zenis reminded. "I know, I'll go right away. "Gilva took out a square mirror from his arms and staggered towards the inner room. It was just dawn, and before Beverly got up, she heard a faint knock on the door. She put on her coat nervously, She took a few glances through the crack in the door and found out it was Allegri. Her heart returned to her stomach and she quickly opened the door. "Mr. Egg, what's wrong with you?" "At this time, Lanaya, who heard the noise, also yawned and walked out of the room. Seeing Allegri's disgraced face, she couldn't help but curiously asked. "It's okay. Allegri waved his hand. The other exit of the basement was a hidden dog hole. Simba was like a fish in water, but he had to use both hands and feet. "Wash up quickly." "Beverly went to get him a basin of water, and brought a dry towel over. After washing her hands and face, and patting the dirt off her body, Allegri thought for a while, pointed at the big dog and said, " I have something to do these days, please help me take care of it. " "No problemBamo, follow me. "Lanaya simply agreed. Taking care of the teacher's former magic pet was something she was very familiar with and happy to do. The big dog waggled its tail and followed the girl away. Beverly was left holding the wooden basin, some Looking at him worriedly, "You won't get into any trouble, will you? " "Do not worry. "Allegri rolled up his sleeves, and it seemed that he could vaguely see a flash of gray light. After leaving the place where Sister Beverly lived, he continued to walk to the west of the shanty town. In several deserted corners , Allegri followed Logan's instructions and left a few lines of inconspicuous codes to inform the members of the Iron Fist Gang not to act rashly. Although in a short period of time, the opponent should focus on recuperating and is unlikely to take action again. By the time this was done, the sun had risen. Taking a quick look, Allegri suddenly remembered that the blacksmith shop that Zenis had brought him to was diagonally across the street. He thought for a moment and walked over calmly. , as if his purpose was to get the knife. The old blacksmith Uter was lying at the counter at the door, with an old pipe in his mouth. Recognizing him as a student of Zenis, the old man snorted. He asked casually, ¡°You¡¯re here so early? " "Yes, I'll get the knife. Allegri replied politely. Although he had just seized the "Hanging Light", he could only use it secretly. On the surface, he had to rely on this steel knife to support the scene. "Take it away, your teacher has already paid for the knife." ," Uter pointed back and added, "If you don't like this scabbard, you can get another one yourself. " "That's good. "Allegri walked to the shelf. The scabbard was made of ordinary cowhide without any decoration. It looked ordinary. He held the handle of the knife and slowly pulled out the blade. A chill hit his face. The blade was more than three feet long. The arc is very shallow, and due to repeated forging, there are wave-like lines on the blade surface. ¡°Brother Logan was right, his skills are really good. Allegri thought to himself. After thanking Uter again, he left the blacksmith shop with a knife and walked into the rising sunshine. ¡(To be continued.) ¡Mobile users please visit http:/ /m.piaotia.net