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Chapter 165 Magic Energy Well

In terms of magic, Cecil can't get involved at all, not to mention control and understanding, he can't even see it, and he can't feel it. The only thing he can do is to help appease the nervous Green Bank elves.

After finally calming everyone down, Cecil returned to the room and found that Langdon was sitting on the bed and taking deep breaths, like a drowning person desperately trying to reach for a trace of air. Just looking at him felt a sense of suffocation. .It was the same on the way here, everyone was restless, some bumped their heads against the wall, some squatted in a corner and huddled together, some screamed and wrapped themselves in messy things.

This is not an exception, everyone is like this, Cecil has observed all the way and found that he is the only one who is the calmest.

Cecil walked over to hold Langdon's hand, but unexpectedly waved his hand as soon as the skin touched Langdon, and he fell back as if hit by a bullet, sitting on his buttocks on the ground.

The sound seemed to have awakened Langdon. He froze for a moment, thinking to come over reflexively, sat up but stopped, and said, "Don't touch me."

"It's okay, it's okay, I haven't been told to run for my life alone." Cecil smiled wryly. At this time, the right hand that he stretched out just now began to hurt. Tilting, he involuntarily cursed, "Damn!"

This is a fracture. I didn't feel the pain at the time, but now it hurts a lot.He looked at his fingers trying to reset the bone, but it was his own hand, and when he touched it, he screamed and didn't dare to move.At this time, Langdon suddenly reached out his hand. His first reaction was to run, but Langdon moved faster, but this time, Langdon held his hand gently and carefully, the spell sounded, and after a click, he The hand returned to its original shape.

This is the real strength of Langdon's body, Cecil sighed inwardly.

Sitting on the bed, Langdon took deep breaths, looked around restlessly from time to time, and only calmed down a little when he saw Cecil.

"What will happen if the magic power continues to skyrocket?" Cecil asked.

"Go mad." Langdon's answer was simple. "The mage will turn into an inflated balloon, either going mad or blowing up."

"Didn't it mean that everyone can mobilize and absorb limited mana?" Cecil asked.

"That's in an environment with insufficient mana!" Langdon's voice was a little impatient, and he slowed down his voice after closing his eyes for a while, "If a mage has been soaked in an environment where mana is too abundant, everything in his body will Everywhere is passively absorbing mana, but if it cannot be used, the spirit will gradually be affected. Generally, this is not a big problem. There are not many places in the world with enough mana, and mana will dissipate quickly in the air. It’s impossible to get it without special capture. If it’s not enough, the mage can run away and leave the area with sufficient mana.”

Cecil immediately said: "Let's go now!"

"I can't go." Langdon's body trembled slightly, he raised his face and took a few quick breaths, "The farther you go to the entrance of Maibei Valley, the more mana energy will be abundant, and it will increase very fast. The whole Maibei Valley is a pit, except for the entrance. There are no other entrances and exits with the hanging basket behind." His voice paused, with a hint of doubt, "The main reason is...the rise is too fast, unnatural."

It took less than 10 minutes from Cecil being woken up to returning after appeasing the Green Bank elves. If he left immediately when he found out, he might not have even reached the entrance by now.

"Has this happened before?" Cecil had to bite the bullet and ask, Langdon looked as if he was going to explode at any moment, however, he was much better than the others outside, at least he could still be with him. There are questions and answers.

"Occasionally, it will appear near the magic well. Many mages regard it as a blessing and will come to enjoy it." Langdon quickly replied, "But this kind of situation is really rare."

Cecil stood up and looked out the window, the view was as usual in his eyes, except for the crowd who seemed to be drunk and crazy, the noise was coming from everywhere, and his stomach twitched.

If this is a conspiracy, then why?

The door was knocked open, Brian's face was flushed, and he growled as if suppressing something: "I can't leave!"

Langdon's forehead was covered with sweat, and his breathing became very unstable: "The place with the most magic energy is the entrance."

"Have you ever used a spell?" Brian asked.

"I dare not use it at this time." Langdon said, "I have some permanent magic on me, and will always consume some magic energy for me."

Brian nodded: "Yes, don't panic at this time, don't use magic."

Cecil, who has a little understanding of magic, understands that when the mana energy is poured into the body, one must not use the magic in a hurry just to pour out the mana. Being able to hold back the explosion alive, and, for mages, encountering something after using up their spell slots is a dead end. A mage who cannot cast magic is not as good as a salted fish.

"I'll go see the Green Bank elves." Although not as suspicious as the Green Bank elves, Cecil also felt that it was a coincidence that the magic power got out of control, and he would inevitably think of Saint Panier and the others, "Can you do it? "

"Okay." Langdon nodded, "Be careful."

The corridor was full of noisy silence. These words sounded a bit contradictory, but the distant noise and the silent corridor existed at the same time. Cecil went to the room of the Green Bank Elf and knocked on the door. It was terribly bad, as if lack of oxygen, the lips turned light purple, and the blood vessels swelled and protruded under the skin, which looked extremely scary.

"you……"

Before Cecil could finish his question, the elf who opened the door suddenly bent down and vomited a large pool of blood, then grabbed his hair and began to mutter something to the wall. With a gust of breeze, the wooden wall suddenly began to sprout long branches, like Really tree-like.He glanced inside, and there was green everywhere, vines, branches, and leaves filled the entire room, which was weird and permeating.

The uneasiness in Cecil's heart reached the extreme, he ran back to the room, and saw Langdon's calm and rational face only slightly improved.

"Still enhancing?" Cecil asked.

Langdon nodded: "Is anyone coming?"

Cecil shook his head: "What are the San Paniers planning to do?"

"Have you ever thought that maybe this wave of mana is not in the preparations of the San Paniers?" Langdon said suddenly, "It's not a good time for them either."

Cecil lived in a three-story wooden and stone house. He moved to the window and looked at the deserted street. From time to time, a figure ran past howling. It was a person driven crazy by magic power.During the three days of the Magic Expo, there were many outsiders wandering in groups on the street every night. This was one of the benefits that the Magic Expo brought to the locals. However, St. Panier was a slave other than a slave owner. Need to do this kind of business at night, the slave has no willingness to do it. After all, it is not his to make money. Cecil asked the outsiders who participated in the magic fair, and it was generally reported that the night of St. Panier was the most deserted.

Cecil said: "There are very few people who don't know magic at all, right?"

Langdon raised his head and gasped for breath, and still squeezed out an ugly smile when facing Cecil: "So far, I have seen only two people who are completely incapable of magic, one is you, and the other is the child in the regiment's attendants. "

That child didn't come, and here and now, only Cecil was completely unaffected by the magic energy.

"Where's the magic well?" Cecil asked.

Langdon and Brian looked over at the same time and did not speak for a long time.

The magic well, as the name suggests, is a well full of magic energy. It stands to reason that this kind of thing should be formed naturally, such as a floor drain or something, but anyone who has seen the magic well can understand that this place is definitely man-made. built.

With a diameter of 130 meters, it is a perfect circle with no bottom to the bottom. Below it is a black mist, which cannot be penetrated by any magic means. In other words, any magic that enters it will be broken down into the most primitive magic energy. It's like pouring water into the sea without causing any waves.There are two staircases built along the straight line and opposite the axis, spiraling downwards, whether it leads to the bottom or what is below, no one knows. Of course, St. Panier sent slaves down, but the problem is that no one came back...

The magic energy wells are located in San Panier and San Benze. It is said that there is a third well in the wild, but it is only "alleged", and no one has seen it with their own eyes or has a clear record.

Who repaired such a big thing?for what?How did you fix it?

These questions remain unanswered, neither in the mages nor in the historical records of any civilization.

Cecil stood by the well, looking down into the darkness below.

The huge mana well is located not far from the entrance of Maibeigu. There is only a narrow road, there are no houses or people around it, and many trees are planted. It seems that St. Panier deliberately isolated this area.On the way he came across a lot of people behaving strangely, both foreigners and locals, and some people in the uniforms of St. Panilot's slave catchers.

The slave-catching police are set up by St. Panier to catch slaves. It is not a good thing for outsiders to be targeted by these people. When dealing with people on the Internet, he didn't even dare to look away.

Today, these powerful slave-catching policemen are all stumbling around, some are rolling on the ground, some have their faces turned purple, scratching their throats constantly, and some are crazily hitting their chests with stones, even reaching into the wounds and scratching left and right. , as if to pull out something.

To Cecil, this night was like any other, walking the streets, breathing in the crisp, fresh air, with Langdon at his side.

Langdon put on a full set of new steel armor, made of acid-resistant steel and Damascus steel. The heavy armor specially made before leaving was specially brought in for emergencies, but at this time it came in handy.Langdon wore the armor, which was extremely heavy for ordinary people, with ease. The new steel armor had seams, and although it couldn't completely block magic, Langdon immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

The higher the aptitude, the stronger the mage's resistance to the magic wave. Simply put, Langdon is a big bag that can hold more, and the little mages will explode if they can't hold much.

Brian was determined to come, even without the new steel armor. He stubbornly followed to the fifth place of the magic well, and when he reached the 600-meter mark, he couldn't stand it anymore. He kept retching and coughing, his eyes turned red, and his nose was bleeding. Finally stopped.

When the two stood on the edge of the mana well, Langdon's expression was quite calm, and Cecil didn't feel it at all. He brought an oil lamp and a pine oil torch, and tried to throw a torch down, and the bright color fell into the black After the mist, there was no response, not even a sound.

"I'll go down." Cecil said, "Don't go down."

"no……"

Before Langdon could finish his sentence, Cecil snapped up and said, "Even if you go, if something happens, don't you still need me to save you?"

Cecil said this a bit emphatically, for fear that Langdon would insist on going. Unexpectedly, Langdon took off his armor after being silent for a while. As soon as his skin came into contact with the air, red rashes appeared, and his lips turned red. He was black and purple, his breathing was extremely short, and then he lay forward, blue hair grew on his skin, his limbs were elongated, and soon, a big cat appeared in front of Cecil.

The phenomenon of drunkenness was greatly reduced in the cat form. Langdon pounced forward with his front paws, pouted his buttocks and stretched, and calmly lowered his head to look at his loved one.

Cecil stared blankly for a while with his mouth open, then went to brush the hair on Langdon's chest and looked at the skin. After confirming that everything was normal, he sighed: "We didn't go down the well..."

"If something happens to you, I'll go mad without magic power." Langdon's deep voice sounded above his head, "You can't leave me behind."

In the end, the two of them went down the well together.

The inside of the mana well is made of stones, each of which is as tall as two Cecils, and the neat and smooth surface seems to have been polished to look like marble.The staircase is also very wide and huge, and it is made of metal. After years of wind and rain, many places are rusted.

Langdon walked in front, and once the stairs became unbearable, he could climb back with agility. He tried to scratch the side of the well, and his sharp claws could penetrate the cracks in the stones. Cecil couldn't do it, so he asked Cecil was tied to him with a rope, just in case.

The torches didn't illuminate much space, and the empty, huge space echoed with Cecil's crisp footsteps, and Langdon didn't make any sound when he walked. Even in this tense moment, his gait was still very leisurely.

Cecil stepped on the steps like a child. As the two went deeper, the darkness surrounded them like a substance. He looked up at the sky, and the huge wellhead was gradually shrinking, although he knew it was a normal visual change But still frightening.

"Don't you think..." Cecil's extremely soft voice caused an echo, "This is a bit like Cloud City?"

After the landing of Yuncheng, the remaining things are not very high-tech. It seems that this is the setting. The solar road is currently the most technologically advanced in the world. Every building there is extremely tall, and no human can get a fountain. edge of the table.

Just like it is now.

Langdon's body is very suitable for stepping on the stairs, with a little leeway but not too much. Everything here seems to be tailor-made for him.

The endless underground steps are not a pleasant thing, especially in such an environment, Cecil wanted to say something to ease the atmosphere, but he was afraid that the loud voice would cause problems.

"Can you sing?" Langdon asked suddenly.

"Me? Uh, it's okay." Cecil's social skills are full, the kind of familiarity of ordinary people, "Do you want to hear it?"

"Well, let's sing." Langdon said, "Sing your songs."

Cecil, who was usually a Maiba, suddenly choked at this moment, his mind went blank, and there was no word on his tongue, and he didn't know how to start.

"...a big river with wide waves, and the wind blows rice and flowers on both banks." Cecil didn't know why he sang this song, but it just popped up inexplicably, and the brisk melody flowed in his throat, "This is the hero's homeland , is the place where I grew up, and there is youthful power everywhere in this ancient land..."

Under the bright sunshine, the golden rice fields are covered with waves, and the river is rushing towards the sea. Farmers working on both sides of the river occasionally straighten their waists to look at this beautiful mountain and river, with tiredness and hope in their smiles.

"Is your world better than Moon City?" There was a smile in Langdon's voice.

"Well, the hardware conditions are really good, but..." Cecil thought of the days he lived on the earth, those unexamined lives, and he said he was happy with the situation, but only he knew in his heart that he was lost, "How should I say, people and People are different, and me and I are different."

Langdon asked again, "If you had a choice, would you like to stay here or go back?"

This question made Cecil embarrassed, and he asked after a while: "Is there no third option?"

"Not everything goes your way," Langdon smiled.

Cecil took a breath, only feeling that the air was terribly cold: "If I really have to choose, I hope I can take you to my world."

"I don't want to go." Langdon said quickly, "I have already been to a strange world, and this world doesn't welcome me. I don't want to go to another world that doesn't welcome me."

"No, no, my world will definitely welcome you very much, you will become a big star..." Cecil stopped talking, and Langdon's ears fell down and turned into airplane ears, which was a sign of vigilance and displeasure , the tail was also swinging from side to side from time to time behind him, he hesitated for a while, half helpless and half apologetic, "I...I love you."

Langdon's ears pricked up, but he didn't press the question any further. Cecil's avoidance of the important ones had already explained everything.

The two of them walked in such a dull manner for an unknown amount of time, how many times they circled the wall, the more they went down the stairs, the more complete they were preserved, and some instructional words appeared on the wall of the well.

"There should be something in this well." Langdon looked away from an arrowhead on the wall. "It's in the middle."

Cecil agreed with the guess: "Magic device?"

"It should be," Langdon said, "However, these walls are too smooth. If there is really a huge thing in the center of the well, there should be something like a fixed card slot on the wall, but the walls are smooth all the way we walked. "

"I think this well should have been abandoned before it was functional." Cecil said, "Or the technology is different from our imagination, and there is no need for things like a slot."

Langdon was silent for a few seconds, and said, "Who abandoned it? Who built it?"

This answer came after more than an hour of walking, and they reached the bottom of the well.

Cecil raised his head. With his eyesight, he couldn't see the mouth of the well clearly. It was more likely because it was night, and there was no light outside, let alone any sound.One of the torches was extinguished halfway. Fortunately, he was well prepared and brought as many as ten, which Langdon carried on his back.

"How are you feeling?" Cecil asked.

"It's okay." Langdon said calmly, "Actually, I feel that the lower part is better than the upper part. There is less mana, almost none." As he spoke, his body changed, and a naked man appeared after a while.

Despite seeing it so many times, Cecil couldn't help admiring the body, the fit, balanced, beautiful male body that he'd held, fused, kissed, and could do when Langdon was all over him. Soft and resilient, at this moment, this body does not have any rashes and abnormalities, azoles are—

"Where are your clothes?" Cecil asked awkwardly and wretchedly, his eyes couldn't leave his chest and buttocks at all.

"It was all transformed by magic before, so it's not suitable to use magic here." Langdon said frankly, and even winked at Cecil, "Anyway, everyone here has seen it, so it doesn't matter."

Cecil couldn't help laughing, then quickly lowered his head.

The bottom of the magic energy well is a large empty plane with nothing in it. There is a small door in the middle of the stairs on both sides, with three large characters written on it: control room.

Maibei Valley is a valley, that is to say, this thing is not in the mountain but underground. At this time, Cecil was sure that the group of San Paniers hadn't figured out what they were living on.

Langdon put his hand on the door, and after a few undetectable slight fluctuations, several interlaced 3D spheres appeared in the air, entangled with each other and running. Outside was a large square box emitting a shining blue light.

"Digal script." Cecil said.

After a slight click, the door opened.

Cecil and Langdon had already experienced the same thing once, it was an empty city, floating alone in the air for more than 8000 years, and that incident did not end well.

The door retracted into the wall, revealing a passageway that only accommodated one person. Langdon walked forward without hesitation. He had just taken a step when he heard a voice that was both familiar and unfamiliar: "Transformation Well No. [-], Superintelligence Six I am here to serve you, dear citizen of Dijal, welcome back."

Langdon suddenly turned his head and said, "What if I tell you not to go back to your hometown?"

Cecil opened his mouth and hesitated: "I...don't know."

"Is there anything you miss about your hometown?" Langdon continued to ask.

"...That's right, it feels like I've done half of the work, and it's not so good if I don't finish it." Cecil thought for a few seconds and said.

"Then if you go back and let you finish your work, will you come back?" Langdon continued to ask, holding the door open.

"Yes." This time, Cecil said almost without hesitation, "I will definitely come back!"

Langdon smiled, turned around and said, "Six, close the door after I go in."

"Follow your orders."

Cecil pounced on it, and Six closed the door faster, and he only pounced on one side of cold metal.

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There are still seven hours to go to work again, the social animal is suffering, I hope everyone can be financially free as soon as possible~