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Chapter 316: Track down.
The battle is over... the result is naturally no different from what punk expected. Mumbe-Windbeak, the guy who made the Flying Trade Association scorched, is after all a fifteenth-level magical creature. In terms of level, it is one lower than punk. Level, two levels lower than Bin Rachel, and the wind and thunder eagle is still in a hysterical state. He rashly rushed up and singled out punk and Bin Rachel, two first-class powerhouses. When the war just started, he was blown up by a trap. If Mumbe-Windbeak could win in this situation, it would be unreasonable.
Punk was flying in mid-air, manipulating the alchemy planer to slice open the spine of the corpse of Mombei-Windbeak little by little, and then twisted the large mass with the lightning elements, and all the nerves that were tougher than steel wire were pulled out. Put into the storage ring, the nerve filaments of these wind thunder eagles are excellent energy transmission materials, and punk will not be wasted in vain.
In fact, as a master-level magical creature, the soul of Mumbe-Windbeak is the most valuable asset, but even if punk lacks a redemption point, he will not risk capturing the soul of a master-level creature to his level. , The fragile soul can destroy it with a fireball after losing the protection of the body, but those magical equipment and spell scrolls can be activated directly with the soul, not to mention that a lot of rotten self-destruction Soul means too.
Therefore, no one can be sure whether the opponent with only one soul that is struggling to move bullets is really waiting to die or is secretly brewing some means to prepare to come up with the first stunner to touch the corpse "violently". In this case, even if punk knows that the soul of a master creature is invaluable, he can only destroy this "time bomb" with the fastest speed without hesitation!
However, the price of punk's caution is also very obvious. His investigation of the corpse of Mumbe-Windbeak came to a halt for a while...
Until Bin Rachel walked to the head of Mumbe-Fengbeak a little lonely, Punk was still frowning and looking at the brain tissue of Fengleiying whose skull was broken.
"Hey, I knew this guy more than a thousand years ago, and now he has ended up like this, things are impermanent, things are impermanent"............
Bin Rachel closed the other intact eye of Mumbe-Windbeak with the hands of the mage, and then sighed with emotion.
"Don't tell me that you are that kind of hypocritical mage. If you have time to lament those useless, it is better to think about the reason why this guy is crazy."
Punk didn't even look at Bin Rachel, he just carefully held a piece of Mumbe-Windbeak's fairly intact brain tissue in his hand, and then tried to perceive the remaining elements in it.
Since there is no way to track down information by extracting the soul memory, punk can now only use this stupid method to detect the magic traces on Mombey-Windbeak.
Ben Rachel looked at punk helplessly. He found that his partner was really a guy with no emotions at all. In essence, he was different from someone with a knife-mouthed tofu-hearted person, hypocritical? Bin Rachel did not know whether his "false mercy" after his victory was considered hypocritical, but after punk ridicule, he did not cherish the memory of the half-baked Mumbe-Windbeak. Speaking of which, as a mage, Bin La Knot is also very curious why a good wind thunder eagle can go crazy.
"How is it, do you see anything"?
Because he didn’t understand alchemy, Bin Rachel really just watched when punk picked up pieces of blue brain tissue and chanted mantras in a low voice. But it seemed that he felt embarrassed when he was just doing it, Bin Rachel. He also opened his mouth and asked.
"Discovered?... There is a little discovery. The spell impact and elemental riots of the battle have erased a lot of traces, and this guy, as a master-level magic creature, can't easily use prophetic spells to trace information even if he dies, but …………"!
Punk carefully perceives the residual energy in this piece of brain tissue. With the perceptual ability that is not inferior to that of the magician who specializes in predicting spells, he can vaguely perceive a little energy fluctuation in the torrent of elements.
"There is a little magic remnant, which does not belong to you and me, and it does not belong to the wind thunder eagle-Mengbei-Windbeak is definitely not the caster, this magic energy remnant is foreign, the realm... I am afraid that it has reached the master level." !
Punk dropped a large piece of blue brain tissue in his hand and stood up, his brows frowned slightly.
Now it seems that although there are a little clues, there are still too few. The damage to the brain of Mombey-Windbeak is all-round. All the brain tissues of this guy have lost the energy connection, and a large amount of punk magic is even more ruthless. I washed my broken brain again, and I was lucky to have a trace of the spell left.
But even if there is only a little clue, punk is very strange. In any case, it is definitely not a trivial matter that foreign magical energy stays in the body, especially this energy has no beneficial effect on perception, according to punk’s speculation. , Mombei-Windbeak's madness is probably related to this magical energy.
"Can't find more clues, let's go to its lair."
Punk muttered to himself helplessly while stuffing the last bit of nerve fiber into his storage ring, and then said to Bin Rachel casually.
Seeing that punk swallowed even the last valuable thing, the corner of the stunned bin Rachel’s eyes twitched a little, but think about it...when punk set up the trap, he seemed to be overwhelming with a group of beautiful girls. Most of the investigations have to count on punk's alchemy spells, plus Mumbe-Windbeak can be regarded as his old friend............
In the end, the fat old man didn't feel embarrassed to say anything that "you have a part in seeing you".
Bin Rachel, who stood awkwardly next to him for a long time, could only say:
"Well, what you said makes sense, I know where this guy's "Wind Thunder Fort" is, let's go quickly!"
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Although Fengleibao seems to be a fortress from the name, it is actually just a nest of wind and thunder eagles. It is built on a very conspicuous peak of the Howth Mountains. There will always be gusts and anger in gloomy weather. Ray hovered over this lair.
Speaking of it, the reason why the Fengbei tribe of Mengbei-Fengbeak took the name "Fengleibao" is still a joke of Bin Rachel, but it should have been only Mengbei-Fengbei who felt that this strange rock was uneven. The mountain is a beautiful fortress, anyway, punk does not think that this nest group and the traditional castle can have a relationship.
"Mombei-Fengbeak is a good taste in food, but the architectural aesthetics are really bad. He always likes to make his nest like a stone forest. It would be ugly to erect so many rotten pillars. How ugly".
Along the way, Bin Rachel was not entangled in the death of Mombei-Fengbeak, and he started to point to various things around him again.
End of this Chapter
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