Magus Tech Chapter 1074: Memories of the Northern Wilderness


When Li Cha entered, he saw rows of manufactured spell puppets standing in a corner of the nearly 100-square-meter room, like robots, extremely neat. In another corner, there is a large pile of bones.

In the third corner, there is an easy chair that the Lich old man used as a bed. In the last corner is a pile of sundries with various uses.

This functional division is very clear... Li Cha raised his eyebrows, and was about to talk to the old man Lich, but when he turned around, he saw that the old man Lich didn't follow him. Instead, after he entered, he quickly closed the door, tossed the latch and iron lock, and sealed the door tightly inside the door, as if he didn't think about him leaving later.

This... Li Cha opened his mouth and said helplessly to the Lich old man: "Mr. Fu, don't be so careful? You are so prepared, can he succeed?"

"Crack!"

The old man Lich locked the last iron lock, and tugged hard at the few iron chains tied to the door. Not at ease, he waved his hands and released a few more warning spells.

Looking at the twilight of the warning spell covering the entire door, I looked back and said with a sigh: "Hey, boy, let me tell you, don't believe it, the recent things are really evil. Before I Even though the door was tightly closed, and no one had ever left, but the magic puppets made in my room lost one for no reason—from sixty-two to sixty-one.

I doubt very much, it was the skeleton Anan who did it, although I don't know how he did it, but we must use all our strength to prevent this from happening again, otherwise one day, sooner or later, all the magic puppets I made will be destroyed was stolen. "

Close the door tightly, no one left, yet still be stolen... Li Cha was a little suspicious, looked at the Lich old man and asked half-jokingly: "Mr. Fu, are you sure, didn't you accidentally make a wrong count? "

"Do you think I can't count?" The old Lich pulled his face down, and said unhappily, "I can't even count numbers that are less than one hundred, can I make a mistake? Hmph, boy, you are too young Did you see me?"

"Okay...my question, I apologize."

"Hmph, it's almost the same. Tell me, kid, what are you looking for me this time? Don't say it, you're going out again." The old Lich said, "Although I said it before, when you go out, You must notify me. But my original intention is to let you not go out often, so as to avoid accidents here and get me implicated, instead of just asking you to say hello to me. "

"Uh, this..."

"Damn." The Lich old man looked at Li Cha's appearance, and his face changed, "Hey, boy, you really don't want to go out again, do you?"

"Indeed."

"I..."

"But Mr. Fu, don't worry too much, I will bring a piece of Garden of Eden with me this time." Richard explained.

"Take a piece of the Garden of Eden?" The Lich old man was slightly taken aback, his expression eased, and he thought for a while, "So, this time I left with you? Where are you going? Is it back to Jialan City? Or the small town of Shambhala?"

"No, it's going to a more distant place."

"Where the **** is it?"

"Beihuang."

"Beihuang?" Hearing this, the old Lich was taken aback for a moment, and then showed a somewhat complicated expression.

Li Cha thought that the Lich old man would be a little resistant and didn't want to "move". Seeing that the other person's expression was a bit inconsistent, he blinked and asked, "Why, Mr. Fu, do you have some memories of Beihuang? "

"Memories?" The old Lich shook his head lightly, narrowing his eyes and said, "It's not really a memory, it's just some vague impressions I recalled recently. I don't know if it's an illusion, I think I might have I stayed in Beihuang for a relatively long period of time and had a more exciting life experience. Perhaps, there are relatively important secrets of my life there, which can fill the blanks in my brain."

"So, Mr. Fu, do you want to go there to find traces of yourself and try to restore all your memories during your lifetime?"

"This...forget it." The old Lich shook his head, and said in a non-enthusiastic way, "I don't know how long it has been since the time I lived in, and even the historical records don't exist anymore. , can there be any trace left behind? But..."

The old Lich paused, and said, "However, I vaguely remember that in my time in the Northern Wilderness, there were many tragic battles, and a large number of bones were buried underground in many areas. There are many high-level demons If there is a chance to excavate the bones of transformed creatures and powerful wizards as raw materials to make spell puppets, the effect will be very good."

"So, do you have any opinion on going to the Northern Wilderness?"

"What can I say?"

"That's good." Li Cha nodded, "After a while, I will let you know when I really get there."

"OK."

"Then...why would I bother you to open the door and let me out?" Finally, Li Cha stood in front of the door, looked at the old Lich and said.

The old Lich opened his mouth and said, "Okay."

He walked to the door with his mouth pursed, and skillfully tossed about again.

"Crack, crack, crack!"

"Flip clack clack clack!"

With a "squeak", the door finally opened after dozens of seconds, and Li Cha walked out.

The old Lich only said goodbye, then closed the door with a "bang", and then sealed the door again with a "crash".

After completely returning to its original appearance, the Lich old man breathed a sigh of relief, and then leaned his back against the door and said slowly: "Northern wilderness? Northern wilderness?"

After saying it twice, the expression on the old Lich's face changed twice.

To be honest, he felt that something important must have happened in the land of the Northern Wilderness during his lifetime, but he couldn't remember what it was.

"Damn it, you stupid head."

The old Lich hammered his head angrily, and finally shook his head ~IndoMTL.com~ gave up, no longer forced to recall, walked to the magic puppets lined up in the room with his mouth pursed, stretched out his hand and started points.

For him, the Northern Wilderness and the memories of his life are a bit far away. It is worthwhile to cooperate with Pandora to try to create a replica of the ancient "Futu".

And to make this matter a success, it is necessary to ensure that the magic puppet can no longer be lost.

"One, two, three..."

The Lich old man spoke seriously, counting continuously, and at the end of the count, his expression became more exciting.

"Fifty-seven, fifty-eight, fifty-nine. Huh? Fifty-nine? Isn't it sixty-two? It's weird enough to lose one before and become sixty-one. Why are there so few in a blink of an eye now? Got two?"

"Could it be that I really can't count? Or maybe I'm too old and accidentally counted wrong? Well, count it again to make sure." The old Lich took a deep breath, and the second time stand up.

"One, two, three...fifty-six, fifty-seven, fifty-eight...fifty-eight! Another...one less?!" The old Lich felt his tongue was a little knotted.

Even though he possesses great extraordinary power, he has never been afraid of angels in the scene of the Shambhala uranium mine, but now he can't help shrinking his neck a little, feeling a cold air rising from the soles of his feet along his spine.

There really are ghosts, right?

No, absolutely not... The Old Lich's voice was a little trembling, and he forcibly stabilized, counting for the third time.

"One, two, three...fifty-five, fifty-six, fifty-seven...five...fifty-seven?! Ah! Fifty-seven!"

"Crack!"

With a sound, the Lich old man slapped his hands on his head, and then grabbed the sparse gray hair like withered grass on his head, his face collapsed and his eyes were terrified.

Hell!

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