Chapter 1538

Under the effect of the fire escape, the surrounding environment has changed greatly, the temperature around is no longer hot, but a bit more cool.

"Rod, how did we get back?" Noticing the changes in the environment, enota asked with some doubts.

The sky is shrouded in black clouds, and the sound of sea waves in the distance shows enota that this is the island of water element plane, not the previous fire element plane, which also makes her very confused.

"You have also heard what the tomb keeper said. There is nothing we want in the plane of fire element." Rod sighed and said, "there is no Phoenix there. It's just a waste of time for us to keep looking. We'd better hurry back and find a way to send the necromancer to search in the future."

"What about your mission?" Later, Rowling asked with concern.

"It doesn't matter, these Phoenix's blood will be enough to complete the task."

Said, rod from the space ring, took out a group of Phoenix blood wrapped by water drops, so the red blood was wrapped in the center of the water drops, the high temperature of which had already made the water drops boiling.

The blood belonging to the Phoenix has various magical effects. I think the blood of the Phoenix is enough to meet the requirements of Fromm.

Seeing rod's reply, Rowling seemed to want to say something. Before she made a sound, she was interrupted by enota in the rear.

"But I haven't had enough! Back on the island, it's time to start studying the magic ceremony again... "Enota lowered his head and said unhappily.

Rod looked at her helplessly, then at Rowling. Rowling looked back with a smile, as if supporting all her decisions.

"I'm going to Diya's soon. Calculate the time, there should be almost ready, come with me Rod offered an invitation.

When he said this, enota nodded with delight: "OK, when shall we start?"

"It's going to be a while... I need to do some preparation." With that, rod looked into the distance.

One side, listen to rod say so, coupled with the existence of consanguinity perception, Rowling seems to understand something, she looked at rod with some worry.

"I'll see how Ann is. See you later." With that, enota will first cast space magic to leave.

"Rowling, give me the one in the prophecy card with the hero degar on it." After he and Rowling were alone, rod thought about it and said.

Rowling takes out the prophecy card and lowers her head in silence.

The gold and red cards flutter at her fingertips, but stop when she cuts one of them. Rowling hands the card to rod.

This card is exactly what rod wants. On the front of the card, degar, bathed in the rain of blood and wearing a big cloak, is holding a dark charred human body, with a painful roar on his head and monsters at his feet.

Not long ago, in the prophet's divination, rod drew this card. At that time, rod was still wondering how he drew this card. Now, he undoubtedly understood something.

Combined with all the known information, including rumors from the Lich of dia and the prophet, rod realized that the hero who killed the Phoenix was probably degar on this card.

Vampires have a strong ability to regenerate, not to mention the lack of eyes, even if they lose their hands and feet, as long as they have enough blood, they can return to the original state.

However, in rod's memory, degar, whom he once saw at the top of the evocation tower, does not have the power of legend. Although degar's eyes are also scarlet, they can no longer transform other creatures into vampires at a glance.

Degar's body, perhaps once bloomed bright heroic will, but after countless years, this will has been silent, belongs to his heroic expertise no longer exists, which also gives rod the opportunity to take advantage of.

All heroes who have spent a long time will face such a situation. This also makes rod feel sad. Although he doesn't know what happened to degar, he will feel sorry for the silence of the hero.

Compared with dying with a bright will, the hero's loss of will is perhaps the most painful.

"What are you thinking, brother?"

Just as rod was looking at the card in his hand, Rowling noticed his abnormality, came to him and asked.

"Nothing..." he shook his head, and rod handed the prophecy card back to Rowling.

Seeing rod's feeling, but unwilling to say more, Rowling took him by the hand and said:

"Do you know? I can replace the original face of the prophecy card with someone or something that I think is appropriate. That is to say, if my brother agrees, I can also draw you into the card. "

"Forget it." Rod's mouth twitched, waved and said, "I'm not interested in that."

Hearing what rod said, Rowling's mouth suddenly swelled. She glared at rod and said with some dissatisfaction: "why does my brother agree to her request so quickly? Every time it's my turn, my brother always doesn't care..."

Aware of Rowling's dissatisfaction, and her reference to enota, rod coughed and said, "did I do that?"

Seeing Rowling still staring at himself, rod had to explain, "have you forgotten? When your soul was taken away by those angels, I tried my best to save you... "

Listen to rod say so, Rowling will head slightly side, the eyes of the remaining light, but has been on rod: "of course, I remember... Brother in some big things, always care about me, but it is in such small things, make me very dissatisfied!"

"Well, if you ask..." rod patted her on the shoulder helplessly. "This set of prophecy cards is made by the prophet. Which one of them do you want to replace? Or are you going to add some new prophecy cards? "

"Forget it." With that, Rowling glanced at rod, then took out a Book of his own and began to read it.

Rod looked at Rowling strangely, not understanding her meaning. Obviously, she proposed to add herself to the card. Why did she let it go when she agreed?

Shaking his head and not thinking about these things, rod said, "I went to Marguerite. I have a special task that needs her to complete."

Listen to rod say so, Rowling hold the hand of classics, this moment also can't help but force up. She blinked, but didn't look at rod's position.

It was not until Rhode's figure dissipated in the fire that Rowling put down her classics and looked at the direction of Rhode's departure with deep worry in her eyes.