Dilno, among the Augustus family, it belongs to the study of the heads of Augustus's past dynasties.

Dalton sat behind the desk, his face pale, but his spirit was extremely calm and concise, and he was not dissatisfied with the previous setbacks.

He coughed softly, wiped the corners of his mouth casually, and threw the tissue wrapped in a trace of blood into the trash can under his feet.

The fair-looking right hand, which seemed a little abnormal, opened, and a dazzling magical light burst out between the bloodless five fingers.

Buzz!

As if he was stimulated by some kind of stimulation, a high but not at all sounded in the material world landed from the high dimension and fell into Dalton's spiritual sea.

A pocket magic array that was incredibly complicated was emerging from the surface of the drawer and floated in the air.

The lilac spell aura reflected on Dalton's face, making his face look even more weird and terrifying. It was like a twisted ghost, and naturally had a crazy aura.

However, such a scene disappeared without a trace after a moment of existence.

Dalton's face was still pale, with some abnormal sallowness, as if everything was just an illusion.

Wow!

Dalton's slender index finger stretched out, and a burning magic flame suddenly lit up from his fingertips.

He lowered his head and solidified his palms, but his eyes were not the brilliant magical aura, the surging magic flame, but his palm that had changed.

He was once a heroic soldier and a hard-blooded warrior. His palms were once distinctive, vigorous and powerful, and had a natural masculinity.

But now, his powerful right hand, who had once held a gun and held a sword, has become slender and white.

It was as if the owner of these hands was a pampered and slutty gentleman.

Dalton pursed his lips slightly and shook his palms.

The veins swelled up, and the strength remained the same. The familiar feeling made Dalton laugh silently.

Very satisfied, very satisfied.

This satisfaction also made Dalton ignore the strange colored veins on his palms, and some abnormal cracks under his seemingly fair skin.

He tapped his index finger lightly, burning the dazzling magic flames in contact with the magic array in the air.

Click!

As if the adaptive key was inserted, the switch finally turned on, the mysterious magic array in the air that rotated and did not turn off the lights suddenly changed.

Layers of layered mantra seals interlaced and cracked layer by layer under Dalton's index finger, turning into pure magic particles and dissipating in the air without any trace.

And in this process, the magic circle floating on the surface of the drawer became simpler.

The dense lines are slowly pulled away, and the complex overlapping patterns are driven away layer by layer. What remains is the purest and simplest hole.

The hole looks familiar, with a chaotic and chaotic color, as if it was exposed in front of people after being blocked by an urgent space, leading to another world.

However, Dalton did not rush to put his right hand into it.

He pointed his index finger at the center of his eyebrows, dragged a crystal-clear blood bead like ruby ​​from his forehead, and then placed it on the hole again.

Immediately afterwards, invisible cracks climbed along it, densely packed, evenly and neatly. It is not like natural molding, but rather designed.

The void of the chaotic and chaotic color suddenly shattered, dissipating without a trace like an illusion.

A potion bottle with layers of dense magic patterns on the surface was engraved with exquisite and gorgeous works of art emerged from the void and fell into Dalton's hands.

Bang!

The moment the potion bottle fell into Dalton's hand, his right palm suddenly closed, his five fingers exerted force, and his joints were clearly distinguished.

However, after this subconscious reaction, Dalton quickly adjusted, and his right hand, which seemed a bit ferocious because of the force, suddenly calmed down.

Even so, Dalton's emphasis on this potion bottle is not reduced.

He just put his right hand on the potion bottle, rubbed it gently, enjoying the tranquility and peace of mind.

However, it is understandable that anyone who sees Dalton's previous operations would not think that this bottle of potion is a simple product.

After all, being able to exist in this study room that Augustus belongs to the head of the family throughout the ages means extraordinary.

Besides, this potion is not simply placed in it as decoration, but is strictly protected.

Even after the initial magic circle protection, it still has a hidden disguise.

This kind of treatment and this level of importance really make people not despise it.

To be honest, if ordinary people crack the protection of the first magic circle and see the exposed space holes, they may subconsciously think that this is the final entrance to the treasure, and they will not think about whether there will be any other mysteries in it.

Of course, he might test whether this is a trap, but he rarely thinks that this thing is just a layer of cover.

After all, it takes strength and courage to overcome the hurried blockade of the Augustus family and penetrate the various traps of the Augustus family, and be surrounded by numerous sieges, in the midst of a time of scrambling to seize treasures from the tiger's mouth.

In such a situation, the thief who can enter here is naturally extraordinary, but he is also restricted by time.

It is already amazing that he can break the magic array in a short time. How can he have the heart to think more?

Even if there is, what can he do if he thinks of it?

In the absence of necessary preconditions, all he can do is to make a decisive decision and leave.

Besides, this is not a loss.

If the original magic array can be cracked, then there may not be many things left in the space hole, but they are definitely of high value.

After all, if the thief has already entered but cannot catch the other party, give the other party certain benefits to prevent the other party from destroying this principle because of no gain. There is certain correctness there.

Of course, when the Augustus family first designed this storage place, they probably didn't think so.

They may just want to sort the treasures according to their preciousness and hide the most precious things to the deepest.

There is no idea of ​​cutting flesh and feeding the eagle.

But this does not prevent the slightest sign from such a design that the potion is at least the first prize in the Augustus family.

Although I don't know exactly where this potion is compared with the treasures in the Augustus family secret library.

But things that can make Dalton value so much are absolutely not ordinary.

Dalton's right hand stroked the magical lines, with nostalgia and reminiscence in his eyes, but more, they were determined.

Suddenly, a spell-like light flashed by, and a very complicated and cumbersome curse seal emerged from the void and directly penetrated into this extremely exquisite potion bottle.

The golden luster lit up one after another on the concave and convex bottle body, gathering into a sacred luster at the mouth of the bottle, and then suddenly converged.

Bo!

It was like the sound of a cork pulling out of a wine bottle suddenly resounding, echoing in this quiet desk.

Dalton looked down and saw that a golden thread suddenly appeared at the mouth of the potion bottle that was originally integrated and as exquisite as an artwork.

Dalton's thumb was lightly pushed, and it took no time to remove the bottle's mouth plug.

Unfortunately, the potion in this potion bottle is not complete, it seems that only half of it is left, as if it has been used.

Swaying gently, the golden potion rippled with magnificent ripples, wishing to intoxicate people's minds.

On the surface of the magic potion, golden circles suddenly opened, and then hit the bottle, adding a beautiful view to the endless golden circles.

However, Dalton did not mean to be addicted to it.

The smell of the potion is pleasant, but it has a quiet and unrestrained irritability.

It's like mellow white wine. When I first taste it, I just feel the taste is mellow. The warmth is enough to make people squint your eyes. It's not until the end that I feel the heat that swept across my body.

But the potion exploded much more than drinking.

In Dalton's perception, under the golden potion, what was hidden was not the irritability like a strong wine, but the fiery and violent like lava.

The surging and powerful meaning is enough to make people "drunk" directly at the moment of drinking.

However, Dalton just shook the potion bottle and watched the golden ripples.

Then, his right hand suddenly raised his head and drank a whole tube of potion.

Rumble!

It was as if lava penetrated into the lungs, Dalton only felt a blazing fire falling from his throat, igniting his whole body in an instant.

The hot temperature, the extreme burning heat, was almost the same as magma.

Dalton's body began to heat up rapidly, as if his whole body was burning.

No, this is not an illusion.

Dalton's body was indeed burned by the extreme high temperature, and her skin became red, like a roasted prawn.

Not only that, Dalton's skin seemed to have dried up and lost its luster because it could not withstand such high temperatures, and could crack at any time.

Immediately afterwards, the still cold air in February was when Dalton's body contacted, and the remaining moisture in the air suddenly evaporated, making a sniffling sound.

The thick white mist suddenly rose around Dalton and spread out in all directions. In just a few moments, the entire study room was enveloped.

The white mist rolls, and the eyes are gone, as if it is like a fairyland.

However, Dalton, who has endured everything, may not necessarily have the intention to enjoy such a wonder.

But surprisingly, although Dalton did not have the heart to see the beautiful scenery, it was not because he fainted.
To be continued...