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Chapter 681 678. Jumping Grasshopper

Snapped.

The boots fell heavily, and the splashing mud and water soaked the trouser legs.

Three figures were moving forward non-stop among the swaying branches, as if there was some terrible monster chasing them from behind, and they were determined to escape from this place even if it meant burning their lives.

A stagger.

The brown-skinned boy finally couldn't hold on any longer. His numb legs began to move out of control, and then his whole body flew out like an arrow, and his head pierced heavily into the wet mud.

Seeing this, the helmeted woman also stopped easily, and Ma En, who was floating in the air, instantly slowed down and changed direction to come in front of the boy.

The boy struggled to prop up his upper body and raised his dirty face to look at them.

He gasped and said:

"Can we take a break? We've been running for so long, we should have left them behind."

Ma En glanced at the girl in the helmet. The boy was right. After running for so long, they had indeed gotten rid of the tree spirits who were trying to chase them.

Although there were indeed a few that wanted to hunt them, they had already been stopped by Ma En's telekinesis...

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Although there were indeed a few that wanted to hunt them, they were crushed by Maan's warlock magic long ago.

The purpose of their running so far was certainly not to escape the hunt. If the situation went well, the ogre expert Dill might have calmed the situation, so they shouldn't run too far.

Otherwise, how can they find the main force?

Unless, Marne never thought of finding the main force.

He stretched out his hand to the boy:
"Are you serious when you say you don't want any reward?"

The boy blinked when he heard this, and then he realized that something seemed wrong.

How did they get so far away?

Looking at Ma En and the helmeted girl who were staring down at him, their images gradually began to become cruel and evil in the eyes of the young man, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared on his calm face.

"Brother, big brothers." The boy's teeth were chattering, "I really don't want anything."

Seeing him so frightened, Ma En was a little puzzled, but he immediately comforted him:

"Don't be nervous. We just want to find the target before others and get more rewards. That's why we want to ask you if you have any way to find her."

Hearing this, the scene in front of the boy's eyes began to gradually return to reality. The cruelty and bloodthirstiness just now were just fantasies that he created in fear. Ma En's expression was still so gentle.

"Oh, sorry." The boy grabbed Ma En's hand and said, "I was a little scared by those tree spirits. I'm sorry. If you want to find the target, I should be able to help."

The boy dusted himself off and reached into the cloth belt around his waist to search.

He took out a wooden doll covered with colorful lines, held it in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully for more than ten seconds. His originally innocent eyes suddenly became as sharp as a dagger.

After just a few glances, he made up his mind, bit his finger, smeared the doll with the blood from his fingertips, then raised his head and used his rabbit-like smart eyes to observe the surrounding scene.

"Well, over here..." He raised his legs and started walking. Ma En asked curiously:
"Is this some kind of magic?"

The young man suddenly seemed to have changed into a different person, and said with extremely cold eyes:
"The magicians' tricks are not something that sorcerers and mortals can understand."

Ma En and the helmeted woman were surprised by his sudden arrogance, but seeing how focused he was on the search, they did not comment on it.

After walking for several hours, the boy suddenly squatted down, and his eyes looking at the ground began to emit a faint light blue light, and some dark liquid substance began to sway in his eye sockets.

"She's hiding." The boy analyzed attentively, "There's some kind of curtain blocking her, but almost all curtain tricks have some common basic principles, and most of them can be cracked using the theory of real displacement."

Speaking words that no one could understand, he stretched out his fingers and began to draw in the air. All kinds of complicated numbers and symbols began to form formulas in the air, but he frowned after writing a few formulas, then stretched out his hand to erase most of the formulas and started writing again.

He wrote like this for three or four minutes before his frown finally relaxed:
"If we rule out the real displacement crack, then there are not many types of curtains left. Then the seven-term balance theory should be enough to crack it. Very good..."

"What kind of magic are you using?" The helmeted woman asked in confusion, "I've never seen magic like yours before."

"Didn't I tell you?" The boy turned his head impatiently and looked at them, "Don't bother me..."

But as he saw the appearance of Maen and the helmeted woman clearly, the boy's voice gradually became smaller and smaller, as if he had just remembered his situation at this moment, and his mind was completely trapped in the world of magic.

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The boy who reacted smiled awkwardly:
"Well, the magic I used is not common magic. It is a way to crack the curtain based on the environment around us and the basic principles of magic. The common methods of cracking the curtain are too troublesome. They often waste a lot of unnecessary magic power, and I don't have much magic power."

When he said this, an expression of both shyness and pride appeared on his face.

"So I can't use those magics. I can only rely on my understanding of magic and mathematical principles to come up with some structures that save more magic power to specifically crack the opponent's hidden spells."

Ma En exclaimed in surprise:

“That’s pretty impressive.”

The boy touched his head embarrassedly:
"It's okay, it's okay. Actually, I don't think it's difficult. It's just that there are too many idiots in this world. At least the mages I've seen are all mediocre people without talent. If you can't even do this, it's better not to embark on the path of a mage. It's better to think of a way to switch to a warlock..."

At this point, he suddenly reacted and shut his mouth again, his face reddened to his ears again, and he looked at Ma En in embarrassment and quickly explained:
"I don't mean to say that warlocks are bad, but a mage's achievements are almost all determined by talent. For example, I have just been exposed to magic for a few days and I can see how far I will go, while most mages can only live in a muddle..."

As if he felt that there was something wrong with saying this, the boy's voice became smaller and smaller again.

Ma En waved his hand casually, revealing genuine curiosity:

"I don't understand or care about this. Just tell me what you think. But from what you said, you seem to be a very talented wizard. Why did you accept this kind of mission?"

"Uh..." The boy blinked when he heard this. He did not answer immediately, but fell silent because he could not think of any reason why he was here.

He should be sleeping in his room now.

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"Ah!" Hearing this, the young man blinked and answered naturally, "Because I think this kind of thing can help me train my magical abilities."

Ma En nodded thoughtfully:

"By the way, I haven't asked you your name yet?"

The young man answered cheerfully:
"Yes, my name is Yan. You can also call me Xiaoyan."