Super Dimensional Wizard

Chapter 1302 Luggage

Cloud steamed Xia Wei, the gas through Changhong.

For the first time, Flinton flew in the sky, and the scenery below was magnificent, but he did not have a little to watch. Not only because of the murderous monks behind the unknown, but more importantly, his whole body is squatting, and he can't bear such a low cold.

He didn't have a lot of clothes, and there was a fireplace at home to get warm, but he was taken away and flew at an unprotected altitude. He only felt that his blood was gradually freezing.

The cold is not the most horrible, the thin air at high altitude, in the high-speed flight, constantly pouring into the nose of Flinton.

Let his face change from pale, gradually to purple.

Just as Flinton had begun to produce low-temperature illusions, twitching and wanting to take off their clothes and thoroughly smashing in the "fake warmth", they finally arrived at the destination - the Mt.

Flinton was thrown into the snow, and when he was still awkward, a gentle energy was poured into the body.

With the intrusion of this energy, Flinton felt that all the discomfort of the body disappeared. Even the chaotic thinking has become much clearer.

Not only does it feel cold, but the body is like a warm summer.

Flinton looked at Suis in amazement, and this way, only the extraordinary can do it. I thought that my body had recovered, and Flinton stood up from the thick snow.

However, in the eyes of Anger, Flinton's appearance did not improve slightly, the skin was still pale and purple, obvious frostbite, and more and more serious as time went by; but his eyes were very bright, it seems to be the slightest Did not notice the abnormality of the body.

It seems that the energy that Iris had entered into Flinton before was more like paralysis than it really worked.

"Let's say, where did you bury the box?" Xiu Yisi said coldly.

"When I first came, I didn't start snowing, let me think about it." Flinton looked around and now the Tsengshan Waterfall has been cut off, and only a few places that have not frozen are still flowing. The snow covered the mountains, and the snow and dust blown by the mountains were flying, and it was difficult to distinguish the direction from the near side or the far field.

However, after all, Flinton is a sailor who seeks to live on the sea. The sense of direction is inherently accurate, and the grasp of the spatial distance is beyond ordinary people.

When he determined a landmark as a starting point, he quickly found the direction.

"It should be buried there!" Flinton pointed to a highland in the distance, said.

Everyone looked and found that the highland was actually far from their location. Although it was still in the scope of the Tsengshan Waterfall, it was already close to the edge. In the past, it was the town of Gru.

Flinton was once again picked up by Isis, and in a flash, he reached the heights.

The highlands are very flat, empty, and there is only one lonely tree that stands for a long time.

Looking back at this highland, the style of Gru Town is unobstructed.

"The man has hinted in the words several times that I was buried near the town of Gru, but I don't know what it is, worrying about whether it will be poisonous, so I dare not bury it. In the town of Gru, he was buried here.” Flinton said, and then went to the only tree covered by snow: “The box is under the tree.”

After Flinton finished speaking, he stood aside.

Xiu Yisi looked at the tree carefully. He actually felt something under the tree, but it was just a very ordinary box. If there is energy dissipation, it will be discovered by the alchemy before, but this box is obviously not.

Xiu Yisi stood in the same place without action, only to see a burst of air in the air behind him, a huge magic hand, a shadow, appeared in the vicinity of the tree.

The magic hand directly plunged into the ground, and a lot of earth flipped, and a suitcase was picked up.

As previously thought by Reuss, this is an ordinary suitcase, brown leather with a cross check, a copper-like stud, and a black zipper.

It looks ordinary, but the only strange thing is that I can't feel anything inside the box.

The white bear whispered: "Be careful, fate gives me a hunch, and the box is very likely to be Roland."

Involved in Roland, even if he is not here, there may be traps inside.

After a pause, the white bear said again: "What will be inside the box?"

"In the box of the extraordinary, there are more things that can be loaded. Even if you have a world, it is possible." The caller is Reus.

To say so, there is nothing wrong with it. If someone refines the witchcraft garden into a suitcase, it may indeed open up to be a world. As far as they know, King Guman has no witchcraft garden. Even if there is, it is impossible to bury it so rashly.

But even if it is not a so-called "world", such a small space does not mean that it is so small, maybe there is something unknown and horrible?

Reuss reached out more carefully and prepared to open the box.

Even if there is really a big horror inside, there is no problem with the Lord of the Magic.

However, just as Reuss was ready to open the zipper, Angel said suddenly: "Wait a minute!"

Iston lived, and he looked back at Angel with doubt.

"Do you think that the line below the button is a bit familiar?" Angel pointed to a place on the suitcase, and there was a line under the button. The line looked like a stitch, and the surrounding cross The lines are completely integrated.

Both Shuis and the white bear did not see anything wrong. Sanders was silent for a moment, with some hesitant voice: "The horn?"

Anger nodded: "It's like a disguised gusset."

The gusset is a kind of knowledge of magical lines. Each magical pattern has its own meaning, or elements, or concepts, which are presented one by one according to the effect of the magical pattern. The gusset, the vast majority of the magic lines will appear, because it means the largest edge of a magic line drawing.

It doesn't really have any special meaning. If you really want to say it, it might be similar to "restrictions" or "framework."

In other words, the magic pattern is generally limited to the range of the bearing angle.

But the restriction alone seems to be too harsh. In fact, the expressive power of the magic pattern is still very broad and free, so the concept of the gusset is actually a medium that accepts other magic lines.

"Is the apex?" Xiu Yisi also knows what the gusset is, but how the texture of the suture is made, how he looks, is not like a gusset. It is said that it is a disguised apex, and it is somewhat far-fetched.

However, Xiu Yisi is a layman to the devil, and Anger is an alchemist who is proficient in enchantment. Since he is like a actor, Xiu Yisi is not likely to refute.

If it is really a gusset, does it mean that there is a magic pattern on this box... or, magic energy array?

Xiu Yisi looked at it carefully, but there was no magic pattern on the suitcase.

In the end, Xiu Yisi can only be handed over to Angel to judge.

The hand of the magic hand holds the suitcase and presents it in front of Anger, letting Angel go to observe.

Watching at close range, the look of the suitcase is unobstructed. This is one-piece, the leather is very flat, and the cross plaid is printed with a certain paint. The only bump is the stitch that appears from under the button.

But this stitching, carefully observed, is more like a normal stitch that sews the button.

After a long while, Angel's brow wrinkled, and he did not find any magic lines, but the pattern stitched out by the stitches was indeed like a horn...

"Is it wrong?" The white bear saw that Angel had never spoken, his brows were close, and he whispered.

After Ang's thought for a long time, I still didn't feel the existence of the magic pattern. Is it really like the white bear said that he is wrong? That stitch is just designed as that pattern?

In the eyes of Xiu Yisi at this time, he began to doubt Anger.

He did not doubt Angel's ability, but his heart thought privately. Angel may be too arrogant, knowing that this judgment may have been delayed, and some can't pull his face to admit it.

"In fact, no magic pattern is a very good result. Even if there is any magic pattern, should it be able to cope with it?" The white bear whispered.

"I want to touch the suitcase directly," Angel said suddenly.

Because they were worried about the traps in the suitcase, they didn't touch them before, just squatting with the magic hand.

Now, Angel has proposed to have zero-distance contact. In the eyes of Xiu Yisi, in fact, it is impossible to pull down the face, and some begin to play tricks. The naked eye can be seen almost, and there are no bumps on the suitcase, and the touch does not make any sense.

But the discovery of the luggage, Angel's credit is undoubtedly the biggest, so he made this request, Xiu Yisi can not stop, but his face has sunk.

Anger looked back at Sanders, and Sanders had no distrust in his eyes, just calmly asked: "Do you really think it is a magic pattern?"

"I don't know, but you can't detect the inside of this box. It also explains what the problem is. I have an idea and need to confirm it."

Sanders nodded: "Then you will do what you want."

Anger reached out and slowly touched the surface of the suitcase, feeling cold and slamming into the body with his fingertips.

Anger touched the "bearing angle" he had been suspecting before, then gently pressed, and the finger slowly descended along the gusset. Close your eyes and feel the touch on your fingertips.

The time passed a little and the air was quiet.

Xiu Yisi’s eyes were impatient, but at this time the Lord of the Magic was on the side, and he could not say anything.

The white bear took out his cane and carried out a detection prophecy... However, fate seemed to have abandoned him again, and he did not get any news.

Just when Xiu Yisi couldn't help but ask for an inquiry, Angel said suddenly: "My judgment is correct, it is indeed a magic pattern."

(End of this chapter)