Faced with Ma Wen's question, the Swindler sighed.
"As expected, he still got it.
This seven-colored stone is definitely his. "
Ma Wen frowned. "What nonsense are you talking about? As long as you don't give the seven-colored stone to Di Gaogeng, his scheme won't succeed. "
The Swindler shook his head. "It's not that simple.
But I don't have time to explain it to you.
Let's make a deal. Tell me everything you know about my brother, and I'll give you the seven-colored stone. "
Medeline sneered. "Do you think you can escape from my sight?"
The Swindler looked at Medeline coldly. "Warlock? Before you become a Legend, this kind of big talk isn't convincing at all. "
"I'll leave if I want to. None of you can stop me."
Medeline was furious. She was about to attack, but Ma Wen stopped her.
"Actually, I'll tell you even if you don't give me the seven-colored stone."
Ma Wen said sincerely, "I just don't want you to be used by Di Gaogeng anymore."
The Swindler asked suspiciously, "Who are you? I know you have the same blood as me, but you don't seem like someone from the Prophet's bloodline. "
"I'm not a Prophet. I just happen to know a lot of things."
Ma Wen said quickly, "You and your brother lived west of the Ocean of Great Wealth when you were young. Am I right?"
A hint of shock flashed through the Swindler's eyes before he nodded.
Ma Wen continued, "Because of an accident, you were chased by those natives. In the process of escaping, you fell into a space-time rift. When you woke up, you found yourself in the Rotting Plateau. So, you think your brother fell into Di Gaogeng's hands with you, right? "
The Swindler sucked in a cold breath.
Because what Marvin had said and what she had experienced were exactly the same!
"Keep going!" She was getting excited.
"Actually, he didn't fall into the Rotting Plateau with you. He is still west of the Sea of Pompeii, and he is still alive. "
Ma Wen looked at her deeply. "If you want to find him, if you trust me, you should take the boat to that place now."
"Even though that place is called the [Dead Zone]. But you and I both know that there are still many descendants of ancient races living there, don't you? "
The Trickster let out a long sigh.
She hesitated for a while and finally threw the seven-colored stone to Ma Wen.
Ma Wen caught it firmly and heaved a sigh of relief.
"I believe you."
"Since we're both descendants of the Numan people, let me remind you that Di Gaogeng will definitely not let this go."
"You'd better find a place to hide, because your enemy might not come personally."
As soon as she finished speaking, she glanced once more at Ma Wen as if she wanted to deeply remember his face, and then she vanished into the depths of the cave.
A strange expression flashed past Madeline's eyes.
Although the Trickster was also a Grade Four Warlock, Madeline had never heard of the spells she used.
Just as she said, if she wanted to escape, Madeline and Ma Wen would not be able to stop her.
"Is this stone real or fake?"
Madeline looked at the seven-colored stone in Ma Wen's hand. "Her nickname is the Trickster. Don't be fooled by her."
"She won't lie to me," Ma Wen said confidently.
"Let's hurry and leave this place."
Before he finished speaking, a streak of white light sped over from the distance!
The other party's aura was quite terrifying. In that instant, Ma Wen and Madeline even felt like they were suffocating!
"Oh no!"
Ma Wen immediately recalled the Trickster's words: "Your enemy might not come personally."
Because the person in front of them was the Holy Spirit White Deer!
…
The White Deer was agile and as fast as lightning. In the blink of an eye, it appeared in front of Ma Wen.
The radiance on its body continuously scattered down, slowly turning into the appearance of a middle-aged man.
"Return my treasure to me." The Holy Spirit White Deer said with incomparable dignity.
Madeline took a deep breath, and a trace of fear flashed past her eyes. She was a half-succubus, while the other party was a legendary creature from the Celestial Realm. There was a natural hatred between the two.
If the Holy Spirit White Deer didn't like her, it might take action and kill her.
And right now, it did seem like its mood wasn't too good.
Ma Wen composed himself. He clenched the seven-colored stone in his hand and said in a low voice, "Lord Lorante, returning it to its rightful owner is not an issue for us."
"But I must clearly ask, what exactly happened?"
The Holy Spirit White Deer sneered. "What happened? Do you still need to ask me? "
"You barged into my cave uninvited and stole my treasure. If it weren't for the fact that you tried to protect my children, I would have taken those things back a long time ago!"
Its gaze suddenly fell on the tarp-covered spear on Ma Wen's back.
Ma Wen's expression didn't change. "I want to know what happened after I left."
Lorante impatiently said, "Give me the seven-colored stone, don't force me to do it."
"Don't think I don't know what you're planning. You're the same as those Evil Spirits, you're all vile people."
Ma Wen sternly said, "We're different from the Evil Spirits. At the very least, we don't want the Door of Calamity to appear in any corner of Fernand."
"That's why I want to know, what exactly happened after we left the cave!?"
The middle-aged man in the form of the Holy Spirit White Deer gritted its teeth.
In the next second, his eyes suddenly refracted a bright screen of light.
The image of the White Deer's cave flashed across the screen.
He had a panoramic view of everything that had happened before.
Ma Wen carefully watched.
After Di Gaogeng controlled the Swindler to steal the seven-colored stone, Ma Wen and Madeline quickly chased after him.
After that, the cave became quiet.
However, not long after, a crack appeared in front of the deer and the Holy Maidens!
Ma Wen's body trembled. "Plane coordinates?"
The White Deer's cave was originally an extremely well-hidden place. If the Swindler hadn't entered and left the plane coordinates, Di Gaogeng wouldn't have been able to find this place no matter how much effort he put in.
As expected, the crack became bigger and bigger. Finally, a rotting knight appeared from the crack.
He pounced on the pitiful white deer cubs.
His terrifying aura made everyone lose the ability to move, including the Holy Maiden Muse. Every living creature in the White Deer's cave was dragged into the crack.
...
"Oh my god …" Ma Wen bit his lip. "They've been dragged into the Rotten Plateau."
Wait!
A thought suddenly flashed in his mind. He looked at the Holy Spirit White Deer in surprise. "Di Gaogeng contacted you?"
Lorante nodded with a gloomy expression.
"So you have an agreement?" Ma Wen stared at him. "You hand him the seven-colored stone, and he'll let your children go?"
"That's about it. I have no other choice. "The Holy Spirit White Deer's face was filled with helplessness.
"I need this stone to save my children."
"No!" Ma Wen said resolutely. "You're crazy."
A murderous look flashed in Lorante's eyes. "If you try to stop me again, I won't be polite anymore!"
...
On the Supreme Throne in the Rotten Plateau.
Knight Leader Douglas slowly walked over from the distant sea.
"Sir, everything has been arranged."
"They've been arranged in the safest place. No one in the entire Multiverse knows about the secret prison you've built."
"No one will be able to find them, not even the Swindler."
This was Douglas's reply.
A satisfied smile appeared on Di Gaogeng's face.
"Very good. I only wanted to open the Gate of Disaster once. I didn't expect to gain something else."
"Lorante values his children so much. It seems like creatures from the Heavenly Realm will become vulgar after staying in the human world for too long."
"Don't worry. I'm still missing a mount."
"When he comes to the Rotten Plateau, I'll definitely treat him with great hospitality. Hahahaha …"
...
Deathly Still Hills, White Deer Cave.
The tense atmosphere gradually dissipated.
Obviously, Ma Wen's advice had worked. Lorante was not an idiot. He only agreed to the deal with Di Gaogeng out of helplessness.
In fact, even he knew that this trip to the Rotten Plateau would not bode well for him.
Di Gaogeng's abilities were rather powerful, and he was almost equivalent to a god with weak Divine Power. Moreover, the Rotten Plateau was his world. Over there, the abilities of others would be weakened, while he could unleash his abilities without limit.
Just as Ma Wen said, even if Lorante gave the seven-colored stone to Di Gaogeng, the latter would not let him and his children go.
This was because evil spirits were always greedy.
"There are still three days until the day of your deal with Di Gaogeng."
"These three days are enough for us to plan."
"Please believe in my plan. You're not fighting alone."
In the depths of the cave, Ma Wen said to Lorante with great sincerity.
Medeline had already returned to River Beach City. As a celestial creature, Lorante disliked succubi no matter how he looked at them.
As for Ma Wen, for some special reasons, he did not care much about the little bit of demon blood in him.
Lorante looked at the empty cave and sighed. "I don't have many friends, but I still have one or two."
"But I'm hesitant about whether it's good to drag them into this."
The Celestial Deer had its own pride. It rarely asked for help from its friends. Ma Wen noticed this.
"Our only goal now is to save your children and Miss Muse, isn't that right?"
He handed the seven-colored stone to Lockhart. "If you think it's better to compromise with Di Gaogeng, you can do so at any time."
Lorante weighed the seven-colored stone in his hand. After a moment of silence, he asked, "If we don't compromise, what should we do?"
A smile appeared on Ma Wen's face. "We fight back."
A smile appeared on Ma Wen's face. "We fight back."
"Don't you think that Di Gaogeng has been too active recently?"
"I have a lot of friends. They'd probably be happy to help me eliminate a few evil spirits."
Lorante nodded thoughtfully. A hint of determination flashed in his eyes.
"Alright, let's fight back!"
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