The beautiful mage was kidnapped by the contracted beast again

As the speed of the car slowly decreased, the black horse stopped in a smooth manner, with almost no discomfort caused by the speed change.

"We're here, get off." Xing Yue's old voice came from outside the curtain.

Then the carriage shook slightly, as if the old man jumped down first.

Yao Xi stood up and was about to catch up when she suddenly remembered something and turned back: "Xiao Jing, did you use a lot of magic power before? Will it affect the test?"

"I still have a few bottles of potions here that can replenish magic power. They can't increase the upper limit of magic power, but can only replenish the magic power that is lost. Even if you drink them before the test, it won't be considered cheating. If you want, I can find them for you."

Miaomiao shook her head and thanked her for her kindness: "Thank you, Yaoxi, but I have almost recovered."

During his rest just now, he used the magic power stored in the white fragments to restore his strength, and now he is completely fine.

Seeing his firm attitude, Yao Xi stopped talking. After all, how could a person who could easily take out the Blue Sky Grass be simple?

She said "That's good" and got out of the car quickly.

After she left, there were only two people left in the carriage. Miaomiao looked back at Chi, who was also looking at him.

Without saying much, and without needing to say much, the tall boy stepped forward and took Miaomiao's hand.

"Let's go." he whispered.

No matter where Miaomiao goes, he will always be with her.

It wasn't raining today, but the sunlight outside was blinding. As soon as she got out of the car, she squinted slightly.

Although the body was unable to adapt immediately, the magic veins in the body seemed to sense the active magical elements around it, and suddenly took the initiative to speed up the speed of plundering external magic.

As the magic power poured in, he suddenly let out a soft "Huh" as if he had discovered something unusual. He looked up at Xing Yue and said, "Grandpa, why are the magic elements here so evenly distributed?"

Normally, the distribution of magic elements in a place is different. Just like the water element is particularly abundant by the river, and the wind element is everywhere in the canyon. Different geographical environment characteristics create uneven distribution of magic elements.

But standing at the entrance of the Magicians' Association, Miaomiao felt that the magic elements of each department seemed to be an evenly divided cake, with no difference in quantity or quality.

"It's the effect of the alchemy formation, to ensure absolute fairness for those who come here to take the test." Xing Yue explained.

He led the three children straight towards the building's single entrance. The closer they got, the more astounding the building became. Despite being located in the capital of a kingdom, it had arrogantly constructed itself into the form of a magnificent palace, seemingly oblivious to the power of the royal authority surrounding it.

In fact, it does have this confidence - the stability of the king's position depends on the number and strength of the magicians and magic warriors he controls, but the latter can replace a new king at any time.

The Magicians Association and the Magic Warriors Association, both associations have a transcendent status on the continent, and no country would intentionally offend them.

Miaomiao looked up and saw that the gate of the Magicians Association was a perfectly curved arch. The stone was a very beautiful translucent white, inlaid with countless magic crystal dusts that had been finely ground into powder, giving the translucent white surface a layer of colorful and brilliant glow.

Apart from being exceptionally ornate and obviously costly, it looks like any other palace gate.

Just as he was thinking this, he saw a flash of light in front of him, and a huge silver-white magic circle suddenly appeared on the gate.

"This is an alchemical array set up by the association. It can identify whether the person entering has magic power. Only those who are identified as having magic power can successfully open the door and enter. Otherwise, even if the door is open, they will be like hitting a wall of air and be blocked outside by this array." Xing Yue said.

After a pause, he added, "In addition to ordinary people, some magicians who have been expelled from the Magicians' Association will also be denied entry. These people are usually very dangerous. If you encounter them one day, do not approach them casually."

The old man's eyes fell on Miaomiao, and he was obviously very clear who between him and Chi was the troublemaker who would come up to him out of curiosity.

Miaomiao felt a little embarrassed by his suggestive look. She quickly ran behind Chi and hid herself, revealing only half of her face. She said angrily, "I know!"

Xing Yue smiled silently, said nothing more, and pushed the door open and walked in first.

A silver-white magic circle flashed suddenly, and a layer of strange, transparent water waves covered the old man's body. As the water waves wrapped around his body from top to bottom like armor, he stepped into the gate without any hindrance.

This scene was too magical. Miaomiao exclaimed in amazement and couldn't wait to pull Chi to follow.

After entering the gate, the world before their eyes suddenly changed. Magical elements, several times thicker than those outside, hit them head-on, and everyone's breathing became smoother.

This Magicians' Guild seemed to have a particular fondness for crystal-themed decorations. Dazzling crystal ceiling lights, large and small, illuminated the building's interior with a splendid splendor. In the very center of the spacious central hall, where the light was brightest, stood a jade statue approximately five meters tall, instantly drawing the attention of everyone who entered.

He was a man wearing a long robe and a half-mask, his true face unclear. One could only tell from his distinct jawline and tightly pursed lips that he must be quite handsome. His long hair cascaded down into his hood and robe, obscuring the sides of his face and neck.

He was half-sideways, holding a blank book in his hands, but his eyes were not on the book, but on the open space in front, as if he was looking at someone.

The moment he saw the statue, even Xing Yue's eyes rarely lost their coldness. He walked forward with the three juniors and bowed to the statue in a proper manner.

Miaomiao had never seen her grandfather so serious with others before. Thinking of the statue's prominent position in the Magicians' Association, she couldn't help but wonder, "Grandpa, could this be..."

Xing Yue nodded, confirming his guess. He looked up at the statue with immense reverence and said in a deep voice, "This is the statue of the incarnation of the God of Law."

"Rumor has it that the god of magic, who controls all magical elements in the world, briefly descended into the human world in human form to avert a devastating catastrophe. To commemorate him, the people of the time preserved his image in books, carvings, paintings, and other media, and it has finally been passed down through the ages."

He said very seriously, "Miaomiao, as a magician, you don't have to believe anything the older people say to you, except this God of Magic. You must do everything you can to believe in Him, because all the magic elements we can obtain right now come from His gift."

Miaomiao answered "OK" obediently, her eyes lingering on the statue. So this was the God of Law.

His previous impression of the God of Magic was the opening blessing of a magic spell, which was said to increase the success rate of casting spells, but he did not know much about the God himself.

Judging from the statue in front of him, His Excellency the God of Law seemed to be a quiet and gentle person. At least when Miaomiao stood in front of his statue, she did not feel any sense of oppression from the god's superiority.

"This statue is actually not complete." Just as he was observing it carefully, suddenly, an old voice sounded beside him.

Miaomiao's thoughts were interrupted and she was startled. She turned around and saw an old man in a red robe walking towards her slowly with a hunched back.

Even at such a close distance, Miaomiao still couldn't detect any aura from him. There was no magical fluctuation from the old man, but his temperament was obviously not that of an ordinary person.

He slowly walked to the front of the statue, stood beside several people with his hands behind his back, slowly raised his head, and stared at the blurry face of the statue with his old eyes without blinking.

There were many things in that look, confusing and heavy, making Miaomiao unable to see clearly. She only felt that he seemed to love the statue very much, but also hated it very much at the same time.

"This is just a fragment," the strange old man said slowly. "In the records that have been passed down, there should have been a twisted ball of flame beside the God of Magic, and there should also be a flame mark on his forehead. However, those who said that the God of Magic is universal and does not favor one magical element in particular, so they abruptly erased the flame from the records."

"It's incomplete, it's blasphemous, how dare they do this?"

Miaomiao could hear strong anger in the old man's tone, as if it was directed at the "those people" he was talking about.

Without thinking too deeply about the old man's words, Miaomiao cautiously took a step aside, subconsciously feeling that the old man was very dangerous.

However, the next second, the old man disappeared from his sight.

Miaomiao was stunned when she suddenly felt a huge pulling force on her arm.

Before he even had time to think about what was happening, his vision suddenly changed and he was dragged right in front of the statue, so close that he could touch the god's hanging robe with a stretch of his hand.

Miaomiao: "..."

Miaomiao: “???”

He was both horrified and shocked. He knew at once that the other party's class was much higher than his, but what did he want to do by bringing him here?

"Child, look into His eyes and tell me what you feel."

A hoarse voice sounded in his ears, and the old man still did not let go of his arm, holding him tightly as if he was afraid that he would run away.

"I..." Miaomiao wanted to struggle, but her gaze seemed to be forcibly controlled by some force and moved involuntarily towards the statue.

The moment his eyes met the lowered gaze in the mask, his body shook violently, and his eyes suddenly lost their luster like gems covered with dust.

"Miao Miao!" Chi's face turned cold. Just as he was about to step forward, he was held down heavily by Xing Yue and could not move a single step.

He suddenly turned around and looked at the old man with angry eyes, not understanding what he meant.

But Xing Yue said, "It doesn't matter. He's not hurting Miaomiao."

Chi frowned, not understanding what he meant. Yao Xi beside him added at the right moment, "Don't worry, this is a procedure that all magicians go through when they first come to the association. It's to test how close we are to the God of Magic. It's not dangerous and will be over soon."

As she spoke, she recalled her first experience and nodded confidently, "At the time, I simply felt a warm current enveloping my entire body. It was as if I were back in my mother's arms just after birth. It was incredibly comfortable, and after it was over, it felt like a dream. Later, when I was practicing, I found that absorbing magic power became particularly easy. They all said it was a blessing from the Lord of Magic."

It was after this experience that Yao Xi no longer doubted the existence of the God of Magic.

This god is by no means just a legend. Even now, he still observes the creatures on land with his unchanging gaze.

After hearing their words, Chi finally slowly suppressed his hostility. He stood back in his original position with his fists clenched, but still remained somewhat vigilant, his eyes fixed on Miaomiao and the strange red-robed old man in front of him.

The child seemed to have lost consciousness, standing there with dull eyes.

Even though Chi used the mental link to call him in his heart, he did not get any response.

Chi's face was gloomy, but he didn't give up and kept shouting. He felt an inexplicable panic in his heart, as if he would lose Miaomiao if he didn't do something.

Miaomiao didn't know what was going on. He just looked at the statue, and suddenly his whole body felt lighter and he appeared in an endless sea of ​​clouds.

The scenery here is extremely beautiful. The soft sunset glow is like a light and thin veil, covering the blue sky layer by layer. Underfoot are endless snow-white clouds, which suddenly move away with the occasional long wind.

But this place was also extremely strange. Looking around, there was nothing else to be seen in this sea of ​​clouds except him. Even the statue was nowhere to be seen.

Miaomiao perked up her mind and wondered, could this be the illusion test that Yaoxi mentioned?

In the extreme silence, he suddenly heard a strange sound.

At first it was extremely faint, as if it was just an illusion caused by him staying in a quiet environment for too long, but gradually, the sound became louder and louder, and finally turned into a surging sea wave coming from all directions.

Countless recitation-like whispers, with countless timbres and emotions, came from men and women, young and old, voices of despair, joy, anger, pleading, sorrow, worry... voice after voice, endless, densely enveloping him from head to toe.

Miaomiao couldn't help but cover his ears in pain, but there was no way. The sounds were as loud as exploding thunder, completely destroying his brain and reason.

It’s so uncomfortable and painful.

He didn't want to stay here any longer.

In complete chaos, he could only follow his instincts, running towards the boundless sea of ​​clouds, trying to find a boundary. However, there was no boundary. He ran for a long time, but it seemed as if he had not left at all.

Just when he was about to collapse, the jade-white statue of the god finally appeared again.

He still looked mysterious and quiet as he held the book, but this time Miaomiao saw that the god's neck, arms, and back were clearly covered with heavy chains!

As he watched, the chain slowly tightened, squeezing the statue's skin. With a crackling sound, the enormous force caused hideous cracks to appear on the jade, from which billowing black smoke billowed endlessly.

Black smoke billowed, swirling around the statue of the deity, like a poisonous snake, or a curse materialized, enveloping the statue like a dark cloud. The statue's expression remained calm, yet Miaomiao seemed to feel the intense pain.

He is being nibbled away. Continuously nibbled away. Like food on a table, being cut up at will.

As the statue gradually broke and disintegrated, the overflowing black smoke seemed to slowly change its target and began to flow towards Miaomiao's feet.

Without any hesitation, Miaomiao immediately ran in the farther direction, but the gentle flowing clouds under his feet instantly turned into a muddy swamp, holding him tightly and making him unable to move an even a step.

The moment he was caught up and entangled by the black smoke, Miaomiao opened his eyes wide in panic, a biting chill spread throughout his body, and his brain went blank. At that moment, he almost felt like he had turned into that statue!

Suddenly, he heard a call from his heart.

Different from all the painful prayers.

Different from all the chains that tried to capture him.

It was as if a bright, warm flame had ignited in the endless darkness, and that familiar voice called out his name: "Miaomiao!"

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As if finding an anchor, the sea of ​​clouds in front of him suddenly shattered, the blank world of pain suddenly shrank into a line, and endless darkness poured in.

He opened his eyes suddenly, his heart pounding.

He is, he is Miaomiao.

Grandpa’s Miaomiao, red Miaomiao.

He is not that statue.