Chapter 458

"... Bang... Bang... Bang..."

Maka walks with a group of elves in the area intertwined by countless vines, paying attention to the surrounding situation all the time. Most of the vines with spikes were ready to move, but they had to avoid it under the threat of the fire in front of Maka.

While constantly moving towards the target in the induction, Maka vaguely heard a light and inaudible sound. It was as if a heart was beating, beating like a regular drum.

After listening for several times, Maka found that the heartbeat did not seem to be a real sound. He couldn't find the source of the sound, as if it came from all the vines around him and from his own mind.

After walking for a short time, Maka's steps were suddenly a meal, but then they accelerated again for a few minutes. Just now, he felt that the flow speed of magic in the air suddenly decreased, and he saw that it would tend to stop.

There is only one reason for this - the body of that thing no longer continues to absorb the magic free in the air.

Maka immediately hurried a few steps. When she found a hole in the middle of the vine in front, he knew he had arrived.

In the center of this area full of vines, there is a hemispherical space.

This place is not big, which is about ten steps in diameter. It seems that there is a large transparent bowl buckled here. Those vines don't continue to spread in.

In the middle of this small open space, a flower bud half a person high broke through the earth and took root there quietly.

In this green bud, Maka can clearly feel the abundant magic contained in it. The heartbeat he had "heard" before seemed unusually clear here.

Marca is sure that he has never heard of this plant. Whether in modern magic books or in some relevant ancient documents, there is no record at all.

Of course, there are some similar ones. For example, there seems to be a magical plant called "flower of the world" in ancient times, which usually uses the pumping of vines and the shooting of spikes to eliminate enemies. But the reason why it is called "the flower of the world" is that its volume is incredible, which is obviously beyond the reach of this small bud in front of us.

"So small?" Marca frowned slightly.

In his mind, the continuous heartbeat continues. After listening for a long time, people will feel a little irritable. Maka put aside the slight boredom and stared at the bud carefully.

"Destroy it, it should be ok..."

As he spoke, old Lacker wanted to release the magic, but was stopped by Marca.

"Wait first." Marca stretched out her arm to block old lac's body, but her eyes looked at the bud for a moment, "there's something... Do you hear?"

"... what?"

Old Lacker listened for a moment, but found nothing.

When Maka saw that he didn't seem to hear it, she looked at the other elves again. It seemed that only she could hear it. Yes, he heard a very weak voice just when old lac raised his hand to destroy the bud.

The sound was very vague, and it was even more faint when it was mixed with the non-stop heartbeat.

But Maka believed that she had heard right.

When he thought a little, he let go of the application of brain closure, and then the voice became much clearer. Although there are still some interruptions, at least the obstacles that hinder the transmission of that idea have been temporarily eliminated.

"... no... don't hurt me... I didn't... please..."

A childish voice sounded as if it were ringing in his ear, clear and pleasant.

Marca was sure that she had never heard that language, let alone understood it. That language is very different from any he knows. Some syllables are not even human.

But somehow, he just understood the general meaning.

When the voice sounded from his mind, a faint appeal was also conveyed to Maka's consciousness at the same time.

There is no doubt that this is a higher spiritual magic than God taking.

Taking God and reading can only read the appearance of thought and memory. If the object read by a wizard is a foreigner who doesn't know the language, the wizard will fall into a dilemma of not understanding the other person's language while reviewing the other person's memory.

The master of the voice heard by Maka can not only achieve the effect of reverse application of mind taking, but also reach the level of idea while conveying will.

Marca vaguely remembers that it was newt scarmand's rare talent to communicate with magical creatures that barely reached this level.

To tell the truth, he was very curious about this kind of magic, because it was undoubtedly very practical.

"Can you hear me?"

Marca thought about this sentence repeatedly in her mind, but the other party didn't respond. If the other party doesn't want to pay attention, he probably can't hear his voice.

At this time, the bud suddenly swelled. After the heartbeat suddenly "bangbangbangbangbangbanged" accelerated the frequency, the green skin of the bud turned out silently.

Layer after layer, the calyx soon became a base holding the flowers, in which the slightly curled pink petals stretched one after another, as if to open at this moment without any hesitation.

Old lac and other elves became nervous at once, but under Maka's stop, they finally reluctantly held back and didn't do it.

When the last layer of petals opened lightly and rolled aside, Maka's expression became a little strange.

"... what is it?"

Lucky... No, maybe it should be unfortunate.

Because the first thing Maka saw was a smooth back - on the pink back like a newborn, four thin translucent wings with some moisture were slowly relaxing with contact with the air.

Immediately following, the owner of the back gently stood up in the blooming flowers, wrapped in a pink skirt very similar to the surrounding petals.

No matter whether the size fits or not, it looks like a mountain Fairy - yes, it's the kind of magical animal that Maka has collected many wings to make immortal hidden medicine.

But as far as Maka knows, fairy is a kind of egg laying magical creature. If you have to compare, they are actually closer to insects in the Muggle world than to a plant.

This "extra large" fairy bred from the bud is obviously unheard of.

"Fei Rui!" old Lacker stepped back in surprise, and then quickly crawled on the ground, "Fei Rui! Dancing Fei Rui! Friend of xianzulal!"

Reminded by old lac, the other elves crawled down together and didn't even dare to lift their heads.

However, Maka just glanced at them and continued to look at the enlarged version of the strange fairy.

From this point of view, it is indeed very similar to the statue in the shrine. He heard the story told by old lark at that time, but no matter what he thinks now, it will not be the ancestors of the fairies.

He has never found anything unexplainable since he came into contact with magic and became a wizard. Magic has the principle of magic, and magical creatures also have their own way of reproduction. Everything is following a certain rule and order.

To say that this "big Fairy" has a blood relationship with those "little fairies" he has come into contact with, he doesn't believe it.

"Human beings, thank you for stopping them and protecting me..."

See that voice again sounded in his own brain, slender and tender, as pure as a human little girl. But the wisdom contained in it is completely different from that just conceived.

"Nothing..." Marca looked at her and said, "can you understand what I'm talking about?"

"Human beings, your words seem unable to convey and I know... But I can feel that you have no malice."

"Well... Oh."

Maka can be regarded as experiencing the feelings of those elves when they faced him for the first time. After all, she can understand each other's meaning, but the other party obviously can't understand her own language.

But the other party did not allow him to come up with a way to solve this rather embarrassing thing.

"Human beings, from the ancestral blood, tell me that I'm afraid I'm the last flower in the world." the charming voice lingered in Maka's head, making him itch. "Although I can't understand your words, please try to tell me whether the sin of jealousy has fallen into silence again?"

"Sin?"

Maka was stunned when she heard the speech. He didn't know whether the "sin" conveyed to him by the other party was the kind of sin he understood. But he had heard this concept repeatedly several times, which made him a little sensitive.

The enlarged fairy couldn't understand Maka's words, but she seemed to feel Maka's doubts. It was just that this matter might be so important to her that she flew out of the flower heart.

The white fiber foot stepped on the ground and was stained with some dust, but she didn't care. When she stood in front of Maka, Maka found that although the humanoid creature like the big fairy was slim and symmetrical, her height was about half of her own.

Not to mention, Marca looked at her and pondered what she had just said. But with a gentle wave of her arm, one of the surrounding walls formed by vines suddenly stretched out and drew a pattern on the ground in front of her.

Soon, Maka's attention was attracted by the mark outlined on the ground. As the pattern gradually completed, a touch of surprise appeared on his face.

He not only knew what this pattern represented, but also brought him a lot of trouble!