Reincarnation Band Magician

The lower body in boots and pantyhose struggled frantically.

The definition of a maze.

The three people behind looked on speechlessly.

When he encountered this for the first time, Mahat had just been fooled by the elves' "1%" theory. Seeing this scene, he stood aside silently.

I feel like I've been cheated.

Xiangzi didn't want to talk, so he stood aside and admired the decorative style from a thousand years ago.

The one in the south was severely damaged. It lasted a thousand years dry, ten thousand years wet, and only half a year when neither dry nor wet. Even with magic, it only maintained its general shape. Various monsters were causing damage, and a dark dragon even brazenly took up residence in it...

This place is very well preserved. The maze is a whole and every part is carefully carved. It not only has patterns from the Unified Empire period, but also patterns of the eastern desert tribes.

Unfortunately, with the passage of thousands of years and the impact of the demons, many small countries disappeared silently, and even their ruins were buried in the yellow sand. Only this maze still records some of the past events.

Miss Toyokawa suddenly felt very sorry.

If only she had a camera, she would want to record these quaint and unique cultures...so beautiful.

While enjoying the scenery here, Qing came forward with a lantern, hugged Fulilian and pushed her inside, forcing the treasure chest monster to vomit, and then vaporized it with a shot.

The sticky liquid on the elf disappeared, its hair became messy, and Qing didn't want to get close to it for the time being.

"Just keep going."

……

A thrilling and enjoyable adventure.

The wisdom of thousands of years ago should not be underestimated.

Mastering killing magic and many modern magical techniques that destroy the "balance", he often feels a little overwhelmed.

A layer of strange monster eggs spread across it, melting when exposed to body temperature. They were chased by swarms of insects like a sandstorm, and their magic-enhanced shells could smash through the crystals. Only Mahat could withstand them.

The undead, whose internal organs had been removed and who had been cursed, welcomed the visitors with open arms, flapping their ribs and dry flesh to "hug" them, which frightened Miss Xiangzi so much that she was about to cry, and Qingye, feeling numb in her heart, ran away with the lady in his hand.

The half-human, half-scorpion monster reminded Qing of the underworld guard called Papilsag in Babylonian mythology.

Possesses the ability to create a curse just by looking at each other - fortunately, the first one to be afflicted was Mahat, whose arms began to turn into yellow sand. He promptly transformed himself into gold to stop the curse from spreading, then activated his third-stage skill and nailed the opponent to death with a fork, and the curse disappeared.

By the way, the humanoid part of the monster was the upper body of a woman with brown skin that was quite exotic. Qing only saw her belly button, and then Xiangzi carried her like a princess with one hand and ran away, while covering his eyes with the other hand.

To be honest, it's a shame that he doesn't become a warrior with this physique.

They were running the entire time, and although they didn't know why, they simply felt very happy and had a sense of adventure.

Afterwards, they discovered that the maze was filled with gold, silver and treasures - in fact, they were all imitations of magic, and there were even crystal flowers made of crystal magic.

Special patterns are secretly engraved on each piece. When reaching the separate exit of each floor, magic is activated, and the fake treasures are like metal attracted by an electromagnet and absorbed by the door. The more treasures gathered in the same range, the stronger the "suction" will be.

In front of the escape door on the first floor, they saw a dried corpse carrying a bag of treasure.

That evil-minded builder, when he was alive, must have been grinning from ear to ear just imagining the scene where the adventurers worked so hard to get the treasures, only to find out later that they were all fakes.

No wonder he can hang out with the Crystal Thief.

But he didn't expect that he couldn't take it out at all.

These people's greed nailed themselves to the door, and no one has left for thousands of years.

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I don’t know how many floors there are, I ran through them one by one, pouring out sweat and magic.

The sword chopped the bandaged corpse into several pieces, the magic evaporated the mysterious monster from thousands of years ago, snatched away the gem guarded by the wolf-headed human statue, and withdrew the magic power to steal the golden magic book under the sphinx...

They had a lot of fun with the relics from thousands of years ago.

Finally, we reached the top of the tower.

There is a warning pattern outlined on the stone wall, which means that there is danger behind and if you don’t have confidence, turn back and get away from there.

No one cared.

Thousands of years ago, in an era when magic had no taboos, people dared to think anything and do anything. Imaginations ran wild, and many black box magic techniques were born.

Some people reached out to monsters that were completely different from the existing biological ecology.

With crazy knowledge and restrained rational operation, the magically transformed monster was born.

Some people do this now. If the instructor doesn't get so angry that he has a heart attack the night before the monster is brought back to the laboratory, he will break the madman's legs and hang him up.

Do you think the human condition is pretty good right now and you want to make things worse?

It seems that there were no such kind teachers before.

So, the trouble that the magician caused them thousands of years ago has arrived.

A female humanoid monster wearing a black and gold jackal mask stood up from the golden throne and cast her gaze towards the living people a thousand years later. After standing up, she picked up a heavy metal staff. In the dim room, it was impossible to see what was under the mask.

Let's refer to her as "her". The skirt seemed to be made of pure gold pieces, wrapped around her tall body. Her legs were wrapped in bandages, and the skin on her bare shoulders and arms was a light brown color like sand.

Behind the throne is the gate, and in front of the gate is a magic book floating.

Qing had noticed along the way that there were no traces of human beings in the middle of the pyramid-shaped ruins.

Those who accidentally entered here in the past were probably thieves, ordinary people and magicians with limited skills. The reason they were able to reach more than half of the locations was probably because they entered early and many mechanisms and designs did not have time to activate.

They were the first visitors.

But now is not the time to say hello, because Mahat's gloves are starting to turn into sand.

Damn, it’s one of those half-human, half-scorpion monsters. The ancient magicians really played it big.

The great demon made a "tsk" sound and solidified his arm again.

"It doesn't seem to be through eye contact this time."

"That's where the staff is pointing," Qing pointed out sharply.

For safety reasons, Mahat prepared to take action, "Turn it into gold."

"Wait," Qing raised the crystal sword, "I want to try."

"very dangerous."

"If it's not dangerous, there's no point in coming."

The Great Demon nodded and said, "I will raid the formation."

Xiangzi and Fulilian had already hidden behind the pillars when they met. Magicians must be alert and protect themselves at all times.

The eldest lady opened her umbrella and said, "Qing, are we going to start?"

"Be careful not to blow up the ruins, Xiang."

"I see!"

……

It was probably dusk.

The residents of the oasis were attracted by the movement here and looked at the pyramids covered by the golden sunset.

A simple, grand, and miraculous creation.

It began to tremble.

People were whispering in their local language and there was some restlessness.

Several strange adventurers who had lived here for more than half a year were probably inside. The friends who were roasting fire, dancing and eating mutton together were about to go closer but were stopped by the old man.

"Even if they are buried, they can still climb out. You can't."

Concise and concise.

There was a restless crowd surrounding them, some sat down and closed their eyes to pray, some knelt on sheepskin and wolfskin and muttered to themselves, and some walked around anxiously.

The afterglow of the setting sun gradually cooled down, and the huge golden building began to tremble violently, and countless tiny sounds began to sink.

"Hey!"

There were exclamations from the crowd.

Looking in the direction of the finger, three figures were standing on the top of the tower, with a half sunset behind them, and their presence was extremely strong.

The astonished people ignored the glare of the light, looked there and began to shout and cheer.

Actually there are four of them, but they are shorter and are blocked at the back.

Qing, slightly out of breath, leaned against the stone wall behind him, overlooking the sunset that cast golden red on the desert, and the people and camels in the distance.

I am somewhat curious about the scenery that the builders saw thousands of years ago, standing at a higher place.

Will there be an oasis nearby? Will there be other people standing here with me?

This is the feeling you get at the end of an adventure.

But we still have to return to reality.

The pyramid has sunk halfway, about fifty meters, which is the height of fifteen or sixteen floors.

Just standing there, it felt like waiting for the elevator. There were some people watching from a distance, and I didn't even know how to pose.

Qing glanced at Xiaoxiang. She had put on the mask at some point. She held an umbrella in one hand and supported her waist with the other. Her posture was very handsome. She probably spent 10 minutes thinking about it every day before going to bed, which enabled her to perform like this.

"I think we should jump."

This elevator will not stop and will continue to sink deep into the sea of ​​sand until the next 50 years.

Perhaps, as the times change, it will gradually extend to 60 years, 70 years, 100 years... until it never rises again.

When falling, the vibration impacts the surroundings. The mechanism starts to push the sand under the ruins, and a huge cavity appears. The surrounding sand begins to flow to fill it. At this time, those in the sand at the edge may be swept under.

There was nowhere to support herself in the sand, and if she was buried, Fulilian, who was afraid of that scene, was about to cry again.

"Someone's here."

Mahat shook his head, indicating that he could not fly.

"It's okay, how about something exciting?"

Qing had an idea and snapped his fingers. A slide began to appear in the air, extending from this height to the distance.

"This is definitely the tallest and longest slide here. Do you want to try it?"

As soon as Miss Xiangzi forced a smile, she was hugged by her friend and jumped onto the slide.

"Let's go first!"

"Ryo!"

The eldest lady hugged him tightly, her face pale as if she was flying for the first time.

Fulilian didn't care. She had experienced a lot of things, and it felt quite novel and interesting to climb up.

In the end, Mahat, who was very concerned about his image, was silent for a moment, but still chose to follow, but with a slightly cooler posture.

At this time, the clear cheers of "Woo!" from the front could no longer be heard clearly.

I didn't expect that he would have such a moment.

……

Finally, it makes an upward arc and flies a few meters into the sky, and then is caught by a slide. The cycle continues with cushioning and the aircraft lands smoothly.

The oasis residents who witnessed this joyous moment gathered around them, asking about their adventures, and finally couldn't refuse their kindness and wanted to go back with them to the party.

As for the crystal house nearby, let it be used by those in need, or it will be swallowed by the yellow sand.

Along the way, he talked about his adventures in the pyramid.

It tells the story of the undead and beetles, of the "cursed" treasures, of the crazy transformations of magicians thousands of years ago, of sinister humanoid monsters, and of the black and gold jackal masks that were taken as trophies.

"What does that guy look like?"

Suddenly someone asked this.

"I can only say that it is very powerful and has great strength."

Qing replied casually and continued to discuss intensity with the narrator.

Cards for both forms of the monster have already been made, and Qing is carefully considering whether to downgrade the Dark Dragon.