Mage Joan

Medea quietly tells the story of the gray bird, and the tone of sympathy is revealed in her tone.

After hearing her story, Joan felt strange.

"Medea, since the Grey Bird is a very important experimental body for the mind-slayers, why did she let her leave Odes and live a free life here?"

"That was because the original owner of the Grey Bird and his clan, a heart-fighting demon lord living in Odes, was involved in the war between Odes and the "Eye Devil's Nest City" many years ago and was killed by a demon eye. The Master's Hand."

"After the Lord of Heart Demon dies, the slaves under his command, including the stone blind barbarians, automatically rid themselves of the spiritual restraints imposed on them by the Lord's life and fled."

"The Grey Bird's family is one of the refugees who escaped from the heart-wrenching city of Odes. I was sheltered and have since settled in the silent palace."

"It is said that the flayers have not forgotten these fleeing slaves. They have been searching for their whereabouts for many years. The gray bird and her clan do not want to endure the vicious torment of the flayer, so they have not dared to stay away from the abyss and mud in these years. , For fear of being arrested back to Odes."

"These things are not clear in a sentence or two. It's not good to speak in front of the gray bird. When we have time, let's talk in private."

Joan nodded, pointed to the big flytrap that had been seriously injured by a gray bird kick, and asked Medea: "What are you going to do with this guy? If it's too troublesome, I will throw it back into the swamp. "

Medea grinned and asked in amazement: "Isn't this big flytrap a gift you gave me?"

Joan was stunned and suddenly realized that he should be a guest when he went to the guest house. He should have brought a gift to the owner, and he had never thought of this before, which was too rude.

Medea finally grinned out loud when he saw his embarrassed face.

"Just kidding, don't take it seriously!"

"I've seen it for a long time, you are a little nerd who doesn't understand the human world, let's not talk about that vain set, as for this big flytrap, plant it here, just I need to collect big catches The honey juice of Musca is used to make a kind of wine."

"What wine?" Joan asked, unable to restrain himself.

"It is a recipe I learned from an ancient book called "Blood Honey Wine." It is said that this recipe originated in the ancient times when the Giants and the Asa Gods fought for hegemony."

Medea put away her smile and looked very solemn.

"There are many ingredients for blood honey wine, and the honey juice of the giant flytrap is the easiest to obtain. Most of the ingredients are not only rare, but even extinct. They have to leave the world of Vales and go to the outer layer. Plane search..."

"What's the use of blood honey wine with such hard-to-find ingredients?" Qiao An asked in surprise. "If it's just a good wine, no matter how good it is, it won't be worth so much."

"I don't know how the blood honey wine tastes. However, it is said that those who drink this magical medicinal wine for the first time will have three spiritual attributes forever!"

Medea said with a frown.

Joan couldn't help moving.

Medicines or drinks that can permanently enhance their properties are all invaluable treasures. For example, the "smart spring water" that he drank deep in the roots of the mythical old tree "Old White" improved the five-point intelligence attribute.

If "Blood Honey Wine" is really like what Medea said, it can simultaneously increase the three spiritual attributes of intelligence, perception, and charm. Even if each attribute is only a little, it is also a quasi-legendary magic potion.

"Joan, the recipe for blood honey wine, if you are interested, I can make a copy for you." Medea said.

Joan looked at her in surprise and couldn't believe the generosity of the snake-haired sorceress.

Medea saw his thoughts and shrugged with a bitter smile.

"You will know when you see the recipe. If you rely on my own strength, you will not be able to gather half of the materials in your life. If you are willing to help, there may be so... tenths in our lifetime. One's hope, succeeded in gathering all the materials and brewing honey."

"It's really frustrating to hear you say this!"

"Ha! I'm sorry, it's all blaming me for being too honest."

At this time, the gray bird came over, uprooting the giant flytrap, carrying it on his shoulder, and walking straight forward, as Medea instructed.

Medea waved his hand and allowed the group of stone-blind barbarian guards to continue patrolling, leading Joan and Ruby to follow the Grey Bird.

The four of them walked not far away in the wetland, and a ridged island appeared in front of them. Rocky hills stood on the island. Both the naturally formed caves and the artificially excavated traces could be seen. ".

There are some large mushrooms and light-repellent plants growing around the island. The well-kept underground garden reminds Joan Lian of the "garden town" of the blood tundra. Although the two places are separated by hundreds of miles, they have a similar peaceful atmosphere.

The gray bird placed the big flytrap in the wetland near the island, and there were no fewer than ten big flytraps planted nearby, which were also transplanted from other places, specifically for Medea to collect honey juice.

Although the Dionaea muscipula has a low intellectual property of almost zero, it has a keen survival instinct. It seems to have sensed its own situation, gave up the idea of ​​escape and obediently took root in this new home.

Joan followed Medea to the island and saw many stone statues with different postures outside the cave door.

Out of curiosity, Joan slowed down to observe the stone statues, first surprised by the exquisite carvings and vivid details. Suddenly, I realized that these stone statues were not real sculptures, but that Medea created "art works" using "petrochemical gaze" with living flesh and blood as the material.

All the sculptures show a frightened look, which shows in what kind of situation they turned into stone statues.

The total number of stone statues displayed outside the gate of the Silent Temple is not less than fifty, including seven dwarves, nine underground dwarfs, and the rest are all half-human and half-snake monsters, the latter of which particularly caused Joan's curiosity.

Judging from the shape of the sculpture, this half-human and half-snake creature can be divided into two categories.

One of the bodies and limbs resembles a human, except that a fine scale is attached to the surface of the skin, but a flat spoon-shaped head is on the neck, like a cobra head with an enlarged size. Some statues with open mouths can vaguely see the fangs in the corner of the mouth and the forked snake letter.

There is also a kind of stone statue, which not only has a skull like a snake, but also transforms into a round and slender snake body below the waist. Only the middle trunk and arms maintain the humanoid form.

Obviously, the second kind of stone statue has more snakelike characteristics than the first kind of stone statue.

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