The dragons surrounded him, but he didn't have much magic left. The situation was very dangerous.
There were still 6 seconds left for Ghost Walk. The man in the crow mask slowly turned his head along with Hoffa's footsteps. His long beak pointed at the fine dust raised by Hoffa. The dragons' heads were also moving with him.
There were still 4 seconds left for Ghost Walk.
The man reached for his waist. At this moment, even though he was in the Shadow World, Hoffa felt a great sense of panic. He was almost suffocating.
There were still 2 seconds left for Ghost Walk. Hoffa closed his palm. He prepared to cast Crushing Grip. He didn't have a magic wand. This was the only spell he could use now.
But the man in the crow mask didn't make a move. He suddenly put down his hand that was holding the wand. He picked up Aglaia with one hand and whistled.
Shh!!
At the last second of Ghost Walk, the largest black dragon in the group roared and stomped on the ground with its hind legs. The other fire dragons followed behind it, flapping their wings and soaring into the sky.
For a moment, the ground was filled with sand and stones. Nothing could be seen clearly.
Ten seconds later, the smoke slowly dissipated. The man in the crow mask and the girl disappeared without a trace.
Hoffa straightened his back and ended Ghost Walk. The dragons flapped their wings and quickly disappeared into the sky.
He stood where he was, his heart turning cold.
Gone. They actually disappeared.
Did Mirage teleport away?
If Mirage teleported away, what should he do … If something happened to her, what should he do!?
For a moment, he couldn't breathe properly.
It wasn't until a small bag behind the granite attracted Hoffa's attention that he put away his anxiety.
He picked it up and saw that it was the bag that Aglaia brought from home. There was an arrow symbol drawn in blood on the bag.
↓
Seeing this symbol, Hoffa was stunned. This was a message left by Aglaia. Was it for him? Did she still trust him at this time?
↓
Below.
He lowered his head to take a look.
He immediately realized where the problem was because there were several large runes on the ground. They were scattered around, forming a circular radial pattern.
When the dragons were here, he didn't notice it. Now that the dragons were gone, the pattern was clearly visible.
He had seen this rune once when he was in the first grade. It was the rune for a teleportation array.
The teleportation formation … it seemed like it could still be used.
It turned out that the guy had brought Aglaia to another place through the teleportation array.
He crouched down and stroked the rough surface. How could he catch up? How should I use the teleportation circle? Should I shout the location of the target like the floo fans?
He tried to use his spiritual force to sense the ground, but just as Hoffa's spiritual force touched the ground, his entire body twisted and disappeared.
This kind of distortion was not like the Mirage Transfiguration when one was squeezed into a tube. It was more like one's entire body had suddenly turned into dust, and one's soul was suspended in the void, as if it had suddenly become weightless.
In less than a second, gravity suddenly appeared under the influence of that force. Hoffa once again condensed into a living person, standing on solid ground.
But this time, the surrounding scene and environment had completely changed.
.....
.....
"Hey, those who want to join the army, go this way, those who want to support, go that way!"
"Hey, have you finished distributing the flyers?"
"Aren't we distributing them now?"
"There's a newcomer coming! Hurry up! "
The hubbub of voices entered Hoffa's ears. He opened his eyes, and the light blue fire illuminated his cheeks. Specks of blue light danced in the air. He looked up. He was in a deep valley.
Above his head was a bottomless mountain wall. On the mountain wall, there were wooden bridges built one after another. The bridges were crisscrossing, and many strangely dressed wizards were walking on the wooden bridges.
Those wizards were all carrying bags of various sizes, and all kinds of boxes and goods were piled up around them. It was like an unusually busy dock.
As he was looking, the long-awaited System Notification sounded in his mind.
[Current Wizard Secret Realm — Haertzburg]
After completing 50% exploration of the secret realm, you will receive [One-third Spell Fragment].
[One-third Spell Fragment] (One-third Spell Fragment, contains special energy. After obtaining three pieces, you can upgrade one of your spell abilities. Current Spell Fragment: 2/3]
After completing 100% exploration of the secret realm, you will receive [Knowledge of the Great God].
[Knowledge of the Great God is mysterious. Before you obtain it, you have no idea of its possible power.]
Haertzburg. The teleportation circle just now had brought him to his destination.
For the first time, when he heard the System Notification about the Wizard Secret Realm, he did not feel too happy. He was wondering if the guy who took Aglaia away had also come here.
He grasped the light blue specks in the air, which were used for illumination, but he did not grasp them. They were just shadows.
He looked around, but he did not see the man wearing the crow mask. He opened his Will Field, but he did not sense Aglaia's magic waves.
While he was thinking anxiously, a hand slapped heavily on Hoffa's shoulder.
He turned his head and saw an unfamiliar man with greasy hair. He was slightly plump and wore wrinkled red clothes.
Seeing Hoffa turn his head, the plump man smiled, revealing a mouthful of smoky teeth.
He stuffed a flyer into Hoffa's hand and put his hand on his shoulder in a familiar manner.
"Brother, welcome to Haertzburg. Please take a look at this, this list. That's right, we are Gringotts' Advanced Financial Assistant. The most professional war insurance, the most valuable life investment. A broken arm will pay 1000 Garen, a broken leg will pay 2000 Garen, a paralyzed body will pay 5000 Garen. "
As he spoke, he skillfully flipped a page of Prophet's Daily and flipped to the economic section.
"Please take a look here, the entire country's insurance is increasing in price. Only our Gringotts' latest plan to give back to the society, the Just War Plan, only costs 10 Garen. Mister, 10 Garen, you won't lose out, you won't be cheated …"
Hoffa was still observing Aglaia's whereabouts when he was startled by this salesman who appeared out of nowhere. He pushed the salesman away and began to observe the crowd.
He didn't find the weirdly dressed crow masked man, but the salesman chased after him.
"Excuse me mister, are you joining the army or logistics? Not only do we have an insurance plan for joining the army, we also have a logistics plan. To be honest, there are already 60 plus people today … "
"Get lost!"
Hoffa pushed the salesman away impatiently and scanned the surroundings.
The salesman wasn't angry at all and chased after him. "Little brother, don't ignore me. If you really break your arm on the battlefield, it will be too late to buy it."
"You see, we have the latest plan for buying insurance and getting free potions. Buy insurance and get a free bottle of White Fresh … "
As he spoke, he took a bottle of potions from the table beside him and placed it in front of Hoffa.
"Look, Saint-Mango's latest White Fresh, it rejuvenates the skin. I've been promoting it here every day, I can't wait to break my arm to try it."
Hoffa who was looking for Aglaia had a thought and turned to the salesman. "What did you say? Buy insurance and get free potions? "
The salesman immediately showed a professional smile. "Mister, have you thought it through? Not only do we give you White Fresh, we also have magic recovery potions, hematopoietic bone regeneration potions … "
"Fine, fine, fine!"
Hoffa directly interrupted his endless speech and asked. "Where do you get your potions from?"
"Ah, they are all bought by Gringotts from various pharmacists. Little brother, hurry up, there won't be another shop like this!"
Gringotts …?
It's Gringotts buying Aglaia's potions.
Hoffa looked at the salesman and immediately asked. "Did you see a man wearing a crow mask?"
"Ah? What? "
The salesman paused for two seconds and pointed at Hoffa. "This is the largest sorcerer reserve army camp in the west. Didn't you come here to join the army?"
"Join my ass, can you look at my age?"
He carefully looked at Hoffa's face. His face was covered in dust, so he couldn't see clearly. When he saw clearly, he immediately showed an extremely impatient expression. "Qi, so it's just a little brat. Forget it."
He was about to leave.
Hoffa stepped forward and pulled him. "Wait a minute, you haven't told me if you saw a man wearing a crow mask."
"Crow mask? What are you talking about, who would wear that kind of thing. Do you think today is Halloween? "He continued to walk forward.
Hoffa didn't let him off and pulled him back. "Then have you seen a man with a little girl? That girl has silver hair, is taller than me, wearing a yellow shirt and blue pants."
"Are you looking for someone?"
"That's right."
The man disdainfully curled his lips. "That's not easy to find. There are five or six teleportation points here. Everyone's location is random. Who knows where the person you are looking for was teleported to."
"Five or six teleportation points?"
"Every day there are all kinds of goods sent here. There are also all kinds of goods being transported away. How can one teleportation point be enough? "
As he spoke, the salesman rolled his eyes, raised his hand and said, "How about it, there's a map behind the insurance policy. Do you want to buy insurance? The map comes with free insurance."
He pulled out an insurance policy and flipped it around in front of Hoffa's eyes. Hoffa reached out to take it, but the salesman stepped back.
"Ten Garons, are you interested …"
As soon as he finished speaking, the boy in front of him and the insurance policy in his hand disappeared.
The salesman stood there dumbfounded. After a while, he shouted, "You haven't paid yet …"
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.....
The moment he walked out of the shadows, Hoffa came to the suspension bridge of the Sorcerer's Arcane Realm. He held the map and quickly browsed the locations of the teleportation points while squeezing between the bustling Sorcerers.
This was a Sorcerer's Arcane Realm located at the mouth of an extinct volcano. There were reddish-brown volcanic rocks everywhere.
Compared to Hogsmeade, which had a long history and was bustling with commerce, this place was more like a large warehouse or a cargo port.
There weren't any shops or places for leisure. There were only piles of goods and materials that were quickly traded. Not only that, he also saw a large number of Gringotts fairies. They were walking up and down, shouting loudly to maintain order.
Other than the fairies, most of the people here were Sorcerers.
The group of Sorcerers on the suspension bridge were dressed differently, but they were generally tall. Perhaps it was because Hoffa's body hadn't fully grown yet, he had to walk around the waists of the Sorcerers passing by. From time to time, he had to raise his head to see if there was a guy wearing a crow mask.
But there wasn't.
Arriving at the location of the first teleportation point, there were hundreds of boxes of magic wands and magic elements stored in round glass bottles. These were all standard equipment used by Sorcerers.
Four to five fairies were chatting here.
"The demand has dropped recently. What's going on, isn't the war in Germany over?"
"God knows, could it be that the battlefield has shifted?"
"Maybe the focus of the conflict has shifted. I heard that Grindelwald has been missing for an entire year."
"Was he killed?"
"I don't think so, he probably went to do something else."
"Damn it, this guy, he doesn't even put his heart into the war …?"
.....
Hoffa didn't care about these fairies who were chatting. He looked around the Sorcerers at the teleportation point, but didn't find Aglaia.
Hence, he looked at the map again and ran towards another teleportation point.
After running to a height of about six floors, he arrived at the second teleportation point. This place was filled with empty and tattered chests. Like a waste collection station, a group of Sorcerers with broken limbs stood beside the chests with bitter faces. A few of them were complaining loudly.
"What's going on, why are there so few potions left?"
"Do you still want us to live? Where are the people from the logistics department?"
"Are Gringotts' words just bullshit?"
"Hey, you fairies, get down here and say something …."
A few Gringotts fairies wearing red robes stood at a high point, coldly looking at the protesting crowd below. Without a word.
.....
Hoffa looked at this group of protesting Sorcerers from head to toe, but still didn't find any traces of Aglaia.
He gritted his teeth, looked at the map again, and followed the shaky wooden suspension bridge, running all the way up ….
Gradually, Hoffa's position in the volcano's secret realm got higher and higher.
The blue light spots in the surroundings also gradually decreased, and the space gradually dimmed.
After climbing to a height of about a hundred meters, the panting Hoffa saw the last teleportation point.
Here, he saw a group of Sorcerers raising their magic wands, directing a few large metal chests to float over from afar.
Banging sounds came from the large metal chests, and the surrounding temperature was frighteningly high. It was as if those people weren't floating chests, but a large metal stove.
Hoffa wiped off the sweat on his forehead. Ignoring the high temperature, he went to the group of Sorcerers who were controlling the chests as usual. However, after looking around, he still couldn't find any traces of Aglaia. There was only violent elemental energy circulating in the air.
He regretted and held his forehead in disappointment. Looking at the map, he didn't want to give up yet.
He walked onto the narrow bridge, but just as he reached the middle of the bridge, an unfamiliar man walked towards him, attracting his attention. The man's appearance was very ordinary, his clothes were very ordinary, and his height was also very ordinary.
The only thing special about him was that he was carrying a white rabbit in his arms.
At first, Hoffa didn't put this scene in his heart. He just walked straight ahead, but the moment he passed by, Hoffa suddenly felt that something was wrong.
Because that white rabbit was looking at him, and its head moved along with his footsteps.
Wait ….
Why is the rabbit staring at me?
He turned his head. That's right, the rabbit was looking at him, its blue eyes didn't even blink.
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