Sigourney and Ash, who were missed by Meng, were in a better situation than Meng.
The two of them also stepped into the illusion circle and inhaled the mind-confusing potion that permeated the gray woods.
In the early stages, they were not deeply affected.
After being affected, Meng was anxious about Rachel's collection and became impatient, while Sigourney was distracted by the delicious smell of the boy on her back. She really wanted to take a bite.
However, because he was not deeply affected, he has not yet put his impulse into practice.
As for Ash, he half straightened up and stared intently at the small bag tied behind Sigourney's head, feeling itchy and wanting to poke it.
The strange potion seemed to magnify their most pressing thoughts, making them dazed and more easily bewildered by illusions, leading them to take the wrong steps, stray into the depths of the forest, and fall into a deadly trap.
Meng has been dealing with ruins for many years and always carries alchemical tools with various functions. Therefore, he was stimulated by the necklace he was wearing and woke up.
As a master alchemist, Sigourney naturally carries similar props.
But before the prop took effect, he woke up on his own -
The neat and elegant little bag was treated as a toy by the little devil behind her and was messed up into a mess.
Feeling his long hair being tossed into a mess, the vampire, whose resistance was much higher than that of humans and who had not yet been fully attacked, suddenly became so angry that he woke up, and then stood still vigilantly, while actively activating several alchemical props in his hand.
Physical defense, spell defense, mental resistance.
Several layers of light enveloped him and Ash, clearing their minds.
Only then did Sigourney see that if he took another step forward, he would step on a blade of grass that was imbued with a curse.
Ash also woke up. He stared at the silver hair wrapped around his fingers, then looked at Sigourney's hairstyle that could be used to make a bird's nest: "..." Who am I? Where am I? What have I done?
He quickly retracted his fingers, retracted them halfway, and then stretched them out again in a panic, trying to restore the small bag to its original shape. But after a long time of busy work, he finally gave up the trouble with a guilty conscience when Sigourney remained silent for a long time, and bravely faced his mistakes: "I, I didn't mean it, Sigourney."
I know you didn't do it on purpose. If you did, I would have caught you and given you a beating.
Sigourney had messy hair and was in a state of turmoil, but she couldn't blame Ash, so she could only vent her anger on the illusion circle.
"Sigourney." Ash whispered after making a mistake, "Uncle Meng is gone."
Sigourney frowned, then relaxed slightly: "Don't worry about him."
He cleared the obstacles on the snow again and walked forward, trying to find the node of the magic circle and get out of this illusion. Otherwise, once the alchemical props were exhausted, they would be trapped here sooner or later.
It was unknown what kind of potion Rachel had used, but it was extremely potent. If he had been slower to wake up and been more deeply affected by the scent of the potion in the forest, he might have been bewitched and sucked Ash dry without realizing it.
The preventive potion that Meng had just given them turned out to be completely ineffective.
Ash sighed behind him, "I should have known not to drink Uncle Meng's potion."
Sigourney didn't show any emotion, but she snorted in her heart. That's right! It's a waste of money to drink it!
He didn't put Ash down because he wasn't sure what would happen to him and was afraid that Ash would be left alone if he left him - although he had a vague feeling that Ash, who was blessed by the stars, would reach the destination earlier than them and more smoothly even if he was left alone, so Behemoth didn't need to worry.
After walking forward for a while, Sigourney went back along the same path. Not long after she went back, she found that the path she had cleared earlier was completely blocked by thorny grass.
"Didn't they say it couldn't grow that fast?" Ash wondered.
Sigourney was not surprised: "It's obvious that they are not newly grown." He came to a conclusion in his mind, "The land here is moving." But they just couldn't feel it.
Without them noticing, the surrounding environment was changing silently.
If the inscription of the magic circle is attached to the ground or some giant trees, then the key nodes of the magic circle will also constantly change their positions to avoid being easily found.
Sigourney laughed softly. This arrangement was done very carefully and cautiously. Unfortunately...
"Ash, point me in a direction." He had figured out the details of the illusion array, and his tone was unhurried and very calm.
Ash, who was gradually becoming familiar with his job of giving directions, pointed in a direction based on his feeling.
"Hold on tight." Sigourney murmured softly, narrowing his eyes. The next second, he bent slightly, exerted force on his feet, and rushed towards the direction Ash pointed like an arrow with unstoppable momentum.
Wherever it passed, everything was destroyed and crushed in an instant, completely annihilated, leaving no trace.
It is hard to imagine that such terrifying explosive power and destructive power come from such a tall and thin body.
Almost in the blink of an eye, without giving the land time to change again, a straight, hollow passage stood out abruptly in the dense forest.
With a "click".
Sigourney stood still and broke the huge tree in front of him with one hand. A brilliant inscription glowed from inside the broken tree, but was extinguished by him with one hand.
"Found one. The node is in the trunk after all." He raised his eyebrows in satisfaction, "Ash, next one."
Ash hadn't recovered from the extreme speed yet, and when he heard his words, he subconsciously raised his hand and pointed in another direction.
He raised his hand, and the whole person flew out with Sigourney. He immediately retracted his hand and grabbed Sigourney tightly, and exclaimed in surprise at the explosion sound of the air being torn apart by the speed. What a terrifying speed and power.
Being able to destroy all obstacles along the way silently and domineeringly at an extreme speed must be Sigourney's innate skill as a vampire, right?
"withered".
——Sigourney's unique vampire talent can make everything visible and invisible that her hands touch disappear without a trace, including magic.
As a vampire, Quentin is much inferior to Sigourney.
Ash pointed out the direction for Sigourney again and again, but his thoughts drifted to other places at a lightning speed.
He suddenly remembered that when Sigourney rescued him, Ivan and Yelena from Quentin on the tundra, Quentin had asked Sigourney, "Who is your father?"
The power of a vampire comes from the father who first embraced him. The more powerful the father is, the more powerful the power inherited by his offspring will be.
But what Sigourney said at the time was—
"I have no father."
In the past, Ash thought that Sigourney said this because she hated the vampire who transformed him. But now, perhaps because they were about to reach Rachel's wizard tower, or perhaps because he clearly realized that Sigourney might have been Rachel's experimental material, he suddenly had another guess...
Could it be that what Sigourney said was just what she meant on the surface?
He really has no father.
No vampire had ever granted him the Embrace.
He was born from an evil experiment by a human wizard.
That's why he possesses a strength that even shocked the high-level vampire Quentin, and made Quentin unable to guess who his father is - after all, there is probably not a single father in the entire Iluf who can allow his offspring to have such abilities.
Ash was horrified at his own guess.
Can the transformation of a vampire be manipulated artificially?
The object of transformation is still the moonlight elf who has the worst compatibility with vampires?
If this experiment really existed, how many lives are buried behind it?
If this experiment really existed, then how did Sigourney struggle so unfortunately and fortunately to survive?
He bit his lower lip and quietly hugged Sigourney tightly.
He just hoped that all this was just his fantasy.
However, the gift of perception that had helped him so much in the past now reminded him, in a rare and disturbing way, that he was getting closer to the truth.
“Scared?” Sigourney finally stopped, stood on the snow, held a crystal tree trunk with one hand, tilted her head and sneered, “Are you so timid?”
He felt the tenseness and stiffness of Ash's body, but he didn't expect that Ash was so perceptive and had already vaguely touched the edge of the truth.
"You flew too fast." Ash muttered softly, stuffing his messy thoughts into the deepest part of his mind. No matter whether it was true or false, he didn't want to mention that past in front of Sigourney again.
"Has the magic circle been broken?" he asked again.
"Can you count to one, two, three?" Sigourney drawled lazily.
When he does something, even if he agrees to it reluctantly, when he really starts to do it, he will still be extremely focused and serious, without any distractions. When the work is finished, he will relax a little, which can be observed from the comfortable tone when he speaks. Ash has seen Sigourney helping Lord Nance with documents several times, and he knows very well what Sigourney's similar little habits mean.
Being able to speak in this tone naturally means that the illusion array is no longer a problem.
Ash counted in cooperation: "One, two, three--"
Sigourney expertly broke the tree in her hand—which was the last node of the magic circle—and extinguished the light of the inscription with a slap.
At the same time, Ash heard a crisp "crack" in the air, like the sound of glass breaking.
If the forest before seemed to be covered with a layer of gauze, making it difficult to see and hear clearly, then now, this layer of gauze has been torn off.
Almost immediately, waves of shrill wails came from all directions.
It sounded like someone was suffering from painful torture. Just by listening to the sound, one could seem to feel the other person's despair and wishing he could die immediately.
Ash's eyes widened, the sound was nearby.
In addition to them, there were others who broke into this illusion formation.
But these people were not as lucky as them. They were deceived by the magic circle and fell into the cursed trap.
"There is no Meng's voice." He said after careful identification.
"He is very good at escaping from various types of magic circles." Signe pondered, "These people may be the people of the Pale Throne who entered the forest a few days ago as mentioned by Meng's hunter friend... and the materials."
"How could that be?" Ash was puzzled. Didn't these people have a trading relationship with Rachel? Wasn't there a way for them to pass through the forest?
Sigourney was silent for a while, and said quietly: "Because he is dead." He finally realized this.
How could that madman not design a change in the crystal forest and his wizard tower after his death?
He knew that after his death, someone would come to the forest to take over his inheritance sooner or later, so he made follow-up arrangements in advance for the assumption of "if I die".
I'm afraid that outside Duogu Village in Broken River Plain, the moment Rachel's breath stopped, the wizard tower in the center of the distant Crystal Forest sensed it and quickly switched its state with the forest according to the pre-arrangement.
No longer maintains the "master away state", but switches to the "master dead state".
The environment layout changed, and the wizard of the Pale Hand entered the forest based on past experience, so he naturally took the wrong path and ended up in a dead end.
Even if they had the token, it would only be valid while Rachel was alive.
Even if they signed a contract, it would only be binding during Rachel's lifetime.
Rachel was dead, but he still wanted to drag all those who coveted his property into hell to be buried with him.
The screams continued to come, weak, hoarse and rough. It was unknown how much torture he had endured.
I couldn't die even though I wanted to, the torture continued.
They didn't have Ash's gift of perception, nor did they have Sigourney's absolute power to look down on everyone, so they could only fall miserably into Rachel's carefully designed trap and become captured victims.
We were not even close to the wizard tower. If the forest periphery was a simple warm-up, then the illusion array was just a small appetizer served by that madman.
On the way to the wizard tower, there will be snacks, desserts, hot soups, main courses... a series of feasts waiting for them, right?
Tsk, a madman who can't rest in peace even after death.
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