Versatile Mage: Are you going to let me play in the National Championship?

Chapter 92 The most genius Hundu Mage

Song Yaoguang's reaction made Du Qing and Han Sheng frown, and they both looked over at the same time.

Soon, he saw the bloody half of the head. Such a bloody scene made Han Sheng expressionless, but he was shocked and an ominous feeling suddenly surged into his heart.

"How can it be"

"It shouldn't be."

"It shouldn't be."

Song Yaoguang leaned against the wall blankly, his eyes dull and without any light, and he repeated what he had just said over and over again.

No matter how Du Qing and Han Sheng called him, Song Yaoguang turned a blind eye. Even though he had experienced so much, the despair he felt before was not even half as good as now.

"Oh, let him take a break first."

Han Sheng patted Du Qing's shoulder and said helplessly.

Du Qing on the side was about to go up and say a few words, but when he heard this, he stopped and glanced at Song Yaoguang's position.

Seeing the thoughtful man in front of them become so rude in an instant, Han Sheng and Du Qing were confused. Could it be that this half-headed man was an important friend of his?

Seeing this, Han Sheng and Du Qing did not choose to disturb, but waited quietly. After all, as high-level mages, they have been in the Hunter League all year round, so how could they not understand this feeling? ?

Team up and go out to hunt monsters.

Accept the reward.

Even urban monster hunting.

Along the way, the two lost countless teammates and cried countless times. It's not that they were ruthless about this kind of thing, but they were just a little numb.

About a few hours later, Song Yaoguang gradually recovered from his gaffe. Looking at the half of his head in front of him, he slowly stood up without speaking, wrapped it in cloth, and then gently put it into the space ring.

"Two friends. Sorry, I'm a little rude."

Song Yaoguang turned to look at the two of them, his voice was also unusually low.

Han Sheng rolled his eyes, took a step forward, patted Song Yaoguang's shoulder, and said comfortingly: "Humans, there are joys and sorrows, please forgive me, Brother Song."

Hear this.

Song Yaoguang smiled bitterly, nodded, and suppressed the grief in his heart.

Song Yaoguang was indeed to blame for the current incident. He thought that all problems were under his control, but this miscalculation made him fully realize the cost of failure.

The grief caused by this failure will definitely accompany Song Yaoguang throughout his life in the future.

Seeing his response, Han Sheng sighed: "That's it, let's find a way to get out of here first."

As he said that, Han Sheng glanced at the position of the head just now, obviously not wanting to follow in the same footsteps. He did not ask too much about the information about the half of the head. After all, leaving was the key, and some of these were not important.

"Ah."

Song Yaoguang nodded.

They really don't have much time now. Take Tang An, who just died. Although it brought pain to Song Yaoguang, it also brought some information to Song Yaoguang.

That was the time when the bodies here became homogeneous, which seemed to be very different from what Song Yaoguang had guessed.

You know, Song Yaoguang himself came out of the ancient capital and went to this mausoleum in less than three days. How could this happen?

"Brother Song, did you discover something else?"

When Han Sheng saw that he was silent, he couldn't help but ask after all. In his opinion, the person in front of him seemed to know the order very well. It was estimated that they could only rely on this person to go out.

As he said that, Han Sheng looked forward and backward, and found that there were even many human bones and human remains on the ground.

Some of the white bones on it are half-sectioned, some whole, some one by one, and there is even a withered heart! Obviously, these are the consequences of the intruder. Such a bloody scene made Du Qing on the side feel sick to his stomach.

This feeling of waiting for death is really uncomfortable.

“The time for homogenization here may be shortened.”

Having said this, Song Yaoguang sighed helplessly, his eyes full of despair.

"What!?"

"what?"

Hearing this, both of them were dumbfounded. What do you mean it will be shortened?

Seven days is already very uncomfortable, okay?

Seeing the surprised expressions on the two people's faces, Song Yaoguang explained helplessly: "The chaos here is far beyond my imagination. Even the time here has become distorted. Maybe we stayed here for one day and it will have passed by outside." It’s been two days.”

Song Yaoguang took a deep breath and slowly sat down on the ground.

"You mean, our life time may be shortened by half?"

Han Sheng said in surprise.

"Yes."

Song Yaoguang didn't mince words and said it bluntly.

Upon hearing this, Han Sheng froze and collapsed directly on the stone wall behind.

It is estimated that no one can understand the despair in Han Sheng's heart at this moment. Song Yaoguang's words are like a critical illness notice, which is scary and relieved at the same time.

"Is there really no other way? Can the space scroll escape from this place?"

Du Qing on the side obviously didn't want to give up so easily.

He stared at Song Yaoguang, as if waiting for an answer even though he already had an answer in his heart.

"No, this kind of law of order has existed for thousands of years. Even if a forbidden spell-level chaos mage comes, it will not help."

Song Yaoguang said, his tone filled with awe and resentment towards this genius Chaos Mage.

As soon as these words came out, Du Qing was in despair, and then the three of them leaned against the wall as if waiting for the arrival of death.

"Haha, I didn't expect that we would die so cowardly."

Suddenly, Han Sheng, who had been silent for a long time, laughed and seemed to be relieved.

"Oh, yes, I didn't expect that there would be such a talented Chaos Mage in this world, and he would also leave such a wonderful order. In a place like this, no matter how hard the defense is, how powerful the demon is, None can withstand the death it brings.”

Song Yaoguang said to himself.

And what he said just now is not an exaggeration by Song Yaoguang. After all, no matter how powerful a demon is, it is difficult to resist the relationship between cause and effect, and the power of sequence is exactly a terrible magic that can change the order of cause and effect.

No one in the world can understand this kind of magic, not even the invincible Mo Fan.

Maybe only the kind of emperor who can break the law can get out of here?

Is this what the ancient array mage accomplished thousands of years ago?

It is indeed shocking enough.

But suddenly, Song Yaoguang seemed to think of something in his mind.

Space scroll?

space scroll

space scroll

Song Yaoguang kept thinking in his mind that this space scroll could indeed be teleported, but it seemed impossible to use it here.

As he spoke, Song Yaoguang raised his head slightly, stood up, and looked at Han Sheng and Du Qing, as if he had something to say.

(End of this chapter)