Chapter 818: totem

"Mage Merlin, it's cleaned up, what else do we need to do next?" Several pioneering mages quickly retreated.
"Thank you... Now let's go and rest."
"Ok."
After they left, Lynch never looked away from the totem in front of him. After the pioneering mages had cleaned up the vines above, the totem was now completely and clearly exposed in front of Lynch.
Although this totem hasn’t reacted to anything until now, the symbols above give Lynch a strange feeling. When Lynch’s attention falls on these symbols, he feels like his consciousness He poured into the symbol completely, and then gradually he couldn't see anything around him. He couldn't get out of it in the ocean of symbols.
At this moment, he is like floating in the ocean of symbols, unable to control the floating of consciousness, and then sinking deeper and deeper in the symbols.
"Malfa Merlin, what's the matter with you?" Palin's voice came from Lynch's ear not knowing how long it had been.
This voice seemed to contain some magic power, and it directly brought Lynch back from consciousness. Lynch took a sigh of relief, and then gradually regained clarity. He looked at Palin beside him, but saw Pei. Lin's weird expression, including Sophis standing behind him and the pioneering wizards, also reacted exactly like Palin.
"What happened to me just now?" Seeing their reaction, Lynch knew that something must have happened to him just now.
"It's okay, just staring at the totem, and then standing here for about three hours..." Palin vomited.
Three hours passed.
Since Lynch’s identity as the second person in charge is very sensitive, everyone thought he had discovered something, so they didn’t dare to come over easily and could only stand behind and wait. However, as time went by, Lynch never stopped There is no sign of speaking.
This is not good enough, everyone can't always wait inexplicably, right?
So Palin stepped forward to take a picture of Lynch.
As a result, when Lynch woke up, the first sentence was to ask him what happened just now, shit, this is a bit nonsense!
"I watched it for three hours?" Lynch couldn't help showing an unbelievable expression when he heard this. He had just been immersed in the symbol and didn't know the passage of time outside, but from his point of view, it was just a blink of an eye. Time, however, the real situation now is that he has been immersed for three hours.
How could such a long time pass?
This thing is too outrageous...
Lynch showed an extremely surprised look.
Palin saw what Lynch looked like, thinking something had happened, and asked nervously, "Is there a problem with this totem?"
"Well, there is a problem." But fortunately, what kind of storms did Lynch have not seen? After taking a deep breath, he returned to normal, and then his eyes fell on the totem in front of him again. This time he didn’t look at it for too long. While shifting his eyes, Lynch said:
We may stay here for a while, you Let everyone martial law all around to prevent people from Ould College from appearing."
"Okay." Palin also glanced at the totem curiously, and then went to convey Lynch's order.
Now the battle for the Silver Plane is becoming more and more fierce. Whether it is the Royal Academy of Magic or the Ould Academy, the mages of the two powers are hovering around the Silver Plane day and night, so the probability of encounters between the two sides is extremely high. A little carelessness will lead to fierce conflicts due to encounters.
In this case, it is extremely dangerous to stay in one place for too long.
But Lynch couldn't do anything about it now. After all, this totem was too big, not only was the previous sixth-level archmage unable to take it away, even if he mobilized all the mages currently present, he might not be able to take the totem away.
Moreover, totems generally contain mysterious and unpredictable power, and Lynch does not dare to lift this totem easily. If something goes wrong at that time, it is not something he can control as a sixth-level master. Now, he is more or less responsible for the pioneering mage present.
There are now more and more pioneering wizards that have fallen on the Silver Plane. In terms of the total number, they were originally stretched. With the Royal Academy of Magic temporarily unable to provide support, each of the remaining pioneering wizards appeared It is precious, no one can withstand greater toss, even if a mage dies, it will be a huge trauma to the Royal Academy of Magic.
After the surrounding pioneering mages were under martial law, Lynch continued to concentrate on analyzing the totem in front of him. Not only him, but the disciples of Doria Sorcerer also came to observe with Lynch.
"Hey, it's not quite right..." After three minutes in this state, a disciple of Doria Sorcerer suddenly stood up and shouted in disbelief.
"What's the matter?" Lynch looked at the disciple dissatisfied, everyone was intently checking the situation of the totem in front of him. At this moment, you stood up and shouted, didn't you divert everyone's attention? At this time, this is not something worthy of praise.
"Assistant Mafa Merlin, the blood flowing through me is too fast." The disciple said nervously.
"Blood?" Lynch looked up and down suspiciously, and finally his eyes fell on the disciple's arm.
During this period of time, you don’t know how many battles you have experienced, so these disciples were more or less injured. For example, the disciple in front of him had a big blood mark on his arm torn by the wind blade, so A thick bandage was wrapped around his arm.
It's just that at this moment, it can be clearly seen on the bandage that wisps of blood are seeping through the bandage.
In a short period of time, the originally white bandage had completely turned red, and a faint smell of blood permeated.
Drops of blood fell on the ground.
Looking at his arm, Lynch also quickly noticed something was wrong. It stands to reason that even if the wound is open, the blood that oozes should be only a small part, far from what it is now, dripping directly Come, if the picture of the wound opening is like this, who can eat it?
Looking at this picture, everyone knows that there must be a problem.
And the blood that fell down seemed to be attracted by some kind of force, wriggling towards the front, looking from a distance, like an earthworm hiding in the mud.