Chapter 344

"It's so hot -"

Is it hot now? No, it should be a little cold this season

But the skin and muscles all over seemed to disappear, as if they couldn't feel anything.

The forearm of the left hand was joined to the broken bone with a repair spell, but it was broken just now. The muscle repair spell scratched by the sharp broken bone can't recover.

However, there was no pain at all, and the whole person was numb.

"It's so hot -"

Obviously, I can't even feel the temperature, but I always feel that there is a tight and muggy feeling, which is oppressed from around, and the irritability is increasing

"The ham in the compressed can... Probably... This feeling?"

Maka staggered in the deserted lane, her eyes blurred, and Luna looked like they were carved in the same mold.

The light of some street lamps came from a distance, dragging the shadow behind him to the length of the old elder. The shadow kept twisting with his shaking steps, like a Venezuelan poison fire.

At this time, in his vision, the surrounding environment seemed to lose color and became like walking in an old faded Muggle photo.

The roadway became winding and uneven, sometimes rotating like sea waves, sometimes upside down like a roller coaster, so that he couldn't maintain a good sense of balance.

Of course, in fact, it is not completely colorless.

In the whole field of vision, all magical things are stained with a hazy beauty.

Yes, it's like a faint rainbow when you spray water mist with a watering can when the sun is bright. Clearly, I can't even distinguish the color, but I can feel the ambiguous profusion.

"Well... It's really hard to keep sober..."

Maka covered her mouth with one hand and supported the wall with the other. She staggered her feet forward step by step.

Although there is no sense of stepping on the ground at his feet, he is usually used to precise steps. At present, it is not completely impossible to move forward conditionally.

"Although the purpose of this potion is completely unknown, but..."

From time to time, he talked to himself in his heart, struggling to keep his mind running so as not to strike his head completely.

"... however, when I see Willie, I'd better praise her... After all, she's not good at magic medicine at all..."

"Ah - it's so hot!" Maka muttered vaguely.

Just then, a figure appeared at the entrance of the alley, which was outlined in black by the lights outside the alley.

"Hmm? Who's there?"

The shadow was talking, but the sound waves spread all the way, reflected back and forth on the wall of the roadway, and finally collected by the auricle into Maka's ear.

The tone of the voice changed, and the volume was amazing. It was as irritable as trying to punch a hole in his eardrum.

"Ah --"

Maka opened her mouth, but her vocal cords were shaking meaninglessly.

"Hum... Drunkard?" the figure at the entrance of the alley hummed coldly, "that's OK. It's right to add a shift tonight..."

"Soul out of body!"

Before the voice fell, a gray light appeared in Maka's sight and rushed towards him. Probably because of the illusion, the water gray magic, which should have been covered like a net, has also become distorted and overturned at the moment.

Although he couldn't hear what spell the other party was saying, he knew it was the soul snatching spell just by looking at the magic.

Maka's first reaction was to raise her right hand, but the wand in her hand had long been lost... Maybe on some road she had walked before?

In his twisted and deformed hand, there was no magic wand with the same distortion and deformation. At least this fact he responded in time in an instant.

At the moment when the gray light curtain was about to cover him, Maka drooped her eyelids and waved her half extended right hand.

For a moment, the tide like magic came out and completely dispersed the gray magic light curtain.

"The rough way of using magic... Waste, waste... Unexpectedly, I will have such a day..."

The irritability and complaint at the bottom of my heart swelled up at the same time, just like being expanded by a magnifying glass. Almost every corner of my heart was covered in the blink of an eye.

"The fire is blazing."

The study of poor details and countless times of practice enable him to cast magic without a staff like the older generation of African wizards, while maintaining a high degree of accuracy.

But even so, he needs to sing aloud to ensure completion.

The flame formed by lighting magic did not turn into a fire dragon as in class. But even if the shape is irregular, it is also a high-temperature fire sea enough to cover the line of sight.

"Ah... It's a waste of magic again... That's why I don't like casting without a staff..."

The cost of maintaining accuracy is to consume more magic to depict and maintain those incomplete regular runes.

The figure at the entrance of the alley was burned and scared away. From beginning to end, Maka didn't even see his appearance. It was always a distorted black outline, that's all.

But then again, even if the man stood in front of him and showed it to him, he would only see a messy magic brilliance.

It's the same whether you look or not.

Maka had no time to think about these things at all. He was still trying his best to keep his mind running, and always paid attention to the countless beating magic spots in his vision.

"Ah... It's so hot! Huh? What's that...?"

Suddenly, as if he had noticed something, he quickened his soft and disordered pace, walked forward askew, and walked towards the target in his sight.

It was an indescribable mess of colors, interwoven with light bands, forming a colorful human shape.

"HMM... people? Humanoid magical creatures? Or..." Maka stumbled forward and kept walking, and her heart was still nagging, "it looks beautiful... What is it? Is it really human?"

However, no matter how fast and how wobbly he walked, the figure did not change at all. Still so far away, still in the same position in the field of vision, but the color gradually changed into light gold.

"Looks... A bit like... Luna?" Maka suddenly stopped, tilted her head and narrowed her eyes, "Oh... That should be the so-called 'Goddess' in the patient's mouth?"

He thought so, then shook his head and looked away.

"So, 'Goddess' or something... Is only part of the illusion... Right?"

When he stopped paying attention to the specious "goddess", the pale gold disappeared in a moment.

Maka continued to move forward, continue to search, continue to mutter... The surrounding dreamlike scenery was regressing, fast and slow, and even the exact passage of time could not be estimated.

Out of the alley, through the path, through the road, and then on.

After that, most pedestrians don't want to cause trouble, which is also a matter of course. The black market is the black market. There are all kinds of people, but most of them are wise people who know how to keep a low profile.

After struggling for a long time, there were fewer and fewer pedestrians around. Later, Maka stepped into a deserted roadway again.

This kind of similar place is very common in the black market with all kinds of houses. It is the product of intensive construction with an inch of land and an inch of gold.

"Ah - how hot!"

Maka felt as if she could only talk about this sentence, and she didn't mind turning over and over

No, it's really annoying! However, no matter how annoying you are, you have to keep talking. If you don't say anything and don't want anything, I'm afraid that the effect of magic medicine will "take away" your self-consciousness in the next moment.

"Ah! Is it... That?"

At this step, a very eye-catching light spot lit up in the distance, like a star before dawn, and looked particularly eye-catching in the dark night sky.

Maka took a deep breath and quickened her pace again.

Come on, can you hurry up, can you hurry up? Staggered footsteps looked for a balance in the ocean of illusion, but it was too difficult. He fell after all.

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, I don't feel at all. Just get up and keep walking."

Closer, closer, that's it!

"Here comes another one, give it to him, give it to him..."

Marca was still wearing an old wizard's robe for camouflage, but the wide brimmed pointed hat had long been lost. But fortunately, the mask fixed with deformation has not failed, so it will not expose its identity at the beginning.

But to be honest, even if others can see who he is at a glance, he can't figure it out.

The bright source of magic was stuffed into the pocket of his robe by one person, while the other seemed to be going to break his mouth and pour it in.

Then... Maybe it will be given a "nothing to forget"?

It's prudent not to leave a trace - but this potion seems to weaken the effect of the amnesia spell, otherwise Mrs. Longman won't be impressed.

Maka brushed away the man who came to break his mouth and squinted around.

As Mrs. Longman said, this place is dark and humid... Well, it can only be said that it is probably, because the illusion is still there, and the world is still distorted.

"This guy, dare to push me..."

The man he brushed away was obviously angry, but as soon as he pulled out his wand, he was stopped by another man.

"Stop! As the master said, every drug user in the early stage is very important. Don't mess around!"

"Er... OK, OK! Forget it... I'd better pour it down to him soon..."

Before the words fell, he grabbed Maka's arm, and another man directly used a magic spell to try to imprison Maka.

But before they could react, they just felt that they tightened up first, and then fell hard on the ground.

"Vomit -"

It seemed that the shaking was too intense. In the whirling of the earth, Maka held her knee and retched.