Chapter 132

There was a moment of silence in the hall.

Claire wind's song doesn't seem to be a talkative character. After she said that, she didn't make a sound. The Druid stood quietly, regardless of what she said.

"Claire, you've never told me that before." Nostradamus frowned. "Are you serious? Is there chaos here? "

"Yes."

Female Druid blinked her light gray eyes, her expression was very calm: "everywhere."

"But I didn't feel it."

The white haired mage couldn't help looking around the whole Lord's mansion. Of course, he didn't see anything. However, out of his trust in his companions, he didn't refute his friend's words. Instead, he whispered to himself, "I have studied the power of chaos for 26 years, The disgusting smell can be easily found even ten kilometers away... "

The old mage even used his energy vision this time, but later, he was still puzzled and said: "no, there is no trace at all... So it is, This is the residence of the new generation of chaotic watchers of Radcliffe family. How can there be the power of chaos? "

Claire didn't answer, just stood there and shook his head.

But Joshua was thoughtful.

The power of chaos?

After thinking for a while, the soldier raised his head. He said to Claire very seriously, "this respected great Druid, can you take me to see the place where you think there is chaos?"

"Just point out the position roughly." Added Joshua immediately.

"My duty."

She nodded slightly, and then Claire walked straight up. Her step was light. Her dark green robe and long green hair fluttered with her step, while the soldiers and the old mage followed her.

Stepping on the black pine floor, the three left the reception hall and went to other areas of biefu. The Druids also began to point out the places where the chaotic forces remained.

"Corridor."

The genie's slender fingers pointed to the small pine potted plants in the corridor.

"Reception room."

A wool cushion seat.

"Study."

This time, I drew a circle with my fingertips, which seems to mean all.

"Kitchen."

It's all the same.

"There's a big ball out there, too."

When she said that, Claire seemed to find something. She bent her eyebrows and looked up to a corner on the second floor. She was puzzled and said, "wait..."

While Joshua looked out of the window, and what Druid said before was the direction of the stable. Although the soldiers did not find any trace of chaos, through this point, He also identified some things.

"These are the places that fireflies used to go or take care of. Recently, the stables are in frequent condition... This elf is not talking nonsense."

But the old mage didn't know, so he stroked his white beard and asked, "Claire, how do you realize the difference here?"

He didn't see anything. Naturally, he was a little confused. As a mage of extreme intention level, although Nostradamus didn't use magic to assist himself, he couldn't be aware of anything with so many years of experience and high perception.

Like a white haired mage, this young looking fairy beauty sighed. Then she put her right hand out of her robe and gathered an emerald green halo in her palm.

"Balance is order, imbalance is chaos."

Druid said softly, this is the first time she said so much: "just like civilization and nature are the same order, destruction and erosion are only one of the forms of chaos, but not all of it."

At the end of the speech, the aura of green gradually expanded, and then came into contact with Joshua and the old mage. This fresh force poured into their bodies, and naturally they would not refuse.

Under the influence of the green natural force, he and Nostradamus felt that the visual angle before them changed, and everything turned into different fuzzy colors and fog. These colors and fog were flowing slowly, forming a huge cycle of harmony with the surrounding. But in this cycle, there was a gray fog, which stagnated in the original place, The movement is also different, different from everything around, it seems a little out of place.If it wasn't for Claire's help, the old mage and the soldiers couldn't find it, and they just ignored it before.

"Fighting spirit... No, more basic, it's the power of steel, the breath of steel of origin!"

As a soldier, Joshua immediately realized the essence behind the fog, but he frowned: "but this is not the same as the force of steel in all things."

In the creation myth of ancient times, the initial fire burned out chaos and forged the steel of origin. All things were born from the steel and the world was formed from it. The power of fire and steel constituted the whole multiverse and was one of the cornerstones of the world. Soldiers and other soldiers used the power of steel hidden in the body to strengthen the body, and combined with will and faith to turn into fighting spirit.

As a soldier, it is really difficult for Joshua to find this force of steel which is not the same. However, if he finds it, he can quickly distinguish the differences between them. This force is too dead, as if there is no life, and it does not move.

"Cycle is balance, balance is order."

Claire softly explained to the soldier and the old mage, "the power of steel is not abnormal, but does not enter the cycle of the world. Instead, it just accumulates in the original place... It has been infected by chaos."

After careful observation, Nostradamus nodded his head and said, "it's true. It's a little different... Sure enough, there is expertise in art. This kind of abnormality can only be detected by druids who focus on order balance like you."

But what is the reason for this anomaly? The old mage could not help but turn his head and look at Joshua, who was standing on one side and seemed to be thinking about something.

"Two."

A moment later, Joshua seemed to have made a decision. He said to the two people in front of him in a deep voice: "although I don't know why there is such an abnormality in my residence, I have more important things to help at this time, and I want to have an inseparable relationship with this abnormality."

Then the soldier turned and signaled that he would lead them to the second floor: "I want you to have a look."

Claire and Nostradamus naturally won't refuse. They follow the soldiers to the second floor, where they come to a bedroom on the second floor.

"Here..."

Staring at the simple decorated door, the Elf Druid's face was dignified. She turned her head and looked at Joshua. There was a trace of doubt in her light gray eyes: "what's in this?"

There was no reply. The soldier just opened the door in silence.

In the simple room, there is only one desk, one chair, two cabinets and one bed.

And that bed.

A girl with silver hair sleeps here for a long time.

It's been a long time since the competition between Joshua and Brandon. Ying has been sleeping ever since.

The heat brought by the high-speed operation of the core in her body has stopped, but there is still no sign of awakening. Joshua doesn't know the operation mode of Shenji. Although there is a lot of common sense about Shenji in the contract, it doesn't mean that he can know everything. At least the soldiers can't do anything about it now.

If it wasn't for the steady flow of energy in the body of the girl with silver hair and no bad signs, Joshua would have contacted all the people who could be contacted to see what was going on.

These two are just in time.

Joshua turned to look at Nostradamus and Claire, who were frowning at the fireflies.

A great mage, a golden high-level Balance druid, and two high-level casters are sure to solve this problem