Chapter 395 Quicksand and Entrustment

Facts have proved that Nicolae Flamel's strength is definitely not what it used to be.

Walking in the corridor built by Nicolae Flamel through magic, Fan Lin felt like he was in a quiet and stable harbor.

The golden corridor seemed to be endless, with black sandstorms outside and peace and tranquility inside.

Nicolae Flamel's magic completely blocked the black sandstorms, and the turbulent flow of magic occasionally hit the barrier of the corridor, bursting out a burst of magic sparks, like tearing and attacking.

But the gaps in the barrier will soon be filled by Nicolae Flamel's golden magic.

"I should have known it was like this." Nicolae Flamel said, the golden corridor seemed to have come to an end, Nicolae Flamel stopped on a piece of sand, and Fan Lin noticed that the land under his feet was not mixed with unknown black particles like the sandstorm outside.

On the contrary, the sand under Fan Lin's feet seemed very soft, just like water waves, and there was a possibility of flow at any time.

"What did you know long ago, Mr. Nicolas Flamel?" Fanlin asked. He wanted to take two steps forward, but as soon as he raised his foot, Nicolas Flamel pulled him back.

"I think you should learn to distinguish between roads and traps." Nicolas Flamel said, "We have reached our destination."

"Reached our destination?" Fanlin wondered.

"Yes, it's right below." Nicolas Flamel said, pointing to the sand in front of him.

"How do we get down?" Fanlin asked, "Blast it?"

"Be swallowed, Mr. Vanlin El." Nicolas Flamel said, "This is a quicksand. The means I left here before can't break through the blockade of this layer of quicksand, which means that we will be swept down by this sand."

"Be swept down by the sand." Fanlin's eyes widened. This is not something that can be done casually.

"When necessary, Mr. Vanlin El..." Nicolas Flamel moved lightly, and the pure magic stone fell into Fanlin's hand.

"You should know how to use it, right?" Nicolas Flamel asked, "But that method may be a little painful."

"You mean, you can't help me on this journey, right?" Fan Lin asked bitterly.

"It seems so, but a pure magic stone provides you with help, I think it's not that difficult."

"Mr. Nicolas Flamel..."

"I'll wait for you down there." Nicolas Flamel said, he pointed at the magic stone, and then he stepped into the quicksand.

Nicolas Flamel's body seemed to melt, and Fan Lin didn't see the vortex of quicksand at all.

But this doesn't mean that he can do this.

Is this a test? Using quicksand to test? Thank you, it's all a life-threatening job.

But Fan Lin seemed to have no choice but to move forward. Although he believed that he could hold on for a long time in the black sandstorm, it didn't mean that he could survive in the black sandstorm, and with Nicolas Flamel's departure, the originally golden corridor was constantly shrinking.

Fan Lin noticed that the magic power that originally belonged to Nicolas Flamel had begun to dissipate behind him.

This was not an interesting thing. Being hit by the magic turbulence was not an easy thing.

Fan Lin smiled bitterly. He had to leave here as soon as possible, otherwise in the black sandstorm, if he was blown into the sky, it meant that he would not be able to find this place.

Fan Lin gritted his teeth and held the magic stone in his palm. A thick layer of ice shell quickly spread around him.

Under the urging of magic, Fan Lin's body moved along with the ice shell.

The corner emitting cold air seemed to have entered the lake. The iconic thing of the yellow sand world finally showed its power in front of Fan Lin.

The originally calm sand began to rotate continuously. With the sinking of ice crystals, the originally soft yellow sand seemed to have turned into solid crystals one after another, and it kept flowing with the sinking. Fan Lin felt that the ice shell constructed by magic began to rub constantly, just like entering a meat grinder.

This is much more powerful than ordinary quicksand. Every contact takes away a trace of Fanlin's magic power, one, two, three... Every time he descends a little bit, Fanlin's magic power will quickly lose a large part.

Fanlin had to quickly replenish his magic power. This was the most magic-saving defense method after his calculations, but this consumption of magic power still made him feel very bad.

Fanlin's body continued to fall, and more and more pressure began to be exerted on Fanlin's body, like a heavy hammer hitting Fanlin's body. The outermost layer of ice crystals seemed to have broken.

"Icebound!"

As the spell was chanted, a colder breath covered the periphery of Fanlin. In fact, Fanlin's breath seemed incompatible with the yellow sand world.

Originally, Fanlin didn't want to use the magic stone so early, but the huge consumption of magic power was really too much for him to bear, and he had to make his decision as soon as possible.

Fan Lin clenched his right hand, and the sharp magic stone pierced Fan Lin's palm. The blood immediately soaked the entire magic stone, and then the extremely low temperature quickly froze Fan Lin's blood, and Fan Lin's right hand showed a dark red scene.

"Let's start!"

Fan Lin gritted his teeth secretly. This kind of thing of extracting magic power directly from the magic stone is really crazy after all, at least Fan Lin thinks so.

Even if the magic stone has been further purified by Nicoléme, the wizard who wants to directly apply the magic power in it will undoubtedly have to undergo some transformation. However, Fan Lin does not have so much time to complete such transformation now. Already submerged in quicksand.

Suddenly, the light of the magic stone burst out through the ice, and violent magic power poured into Fan Lin's body in an instant.

Fan Lin had to use his own magic power to set up a gap in his right hand to slow down the impact of the magic stone's magic power on his body.

However, the magic power of the Magic Stone was too huge. No matter how Fan Lin diverted it, the manic magic power still caused huge pain to his body in the first place.

This feeling was very bad. Fan Lin felt that his body was about to expand and explode. He had to find an outlet for magic power to reduce the impact of external magic power on his body.

And the current quicksand seems to be a good outlet.

Fan Lin's left hand rested on the ice. As the magic power of the Magic Stone continued to erupt, the ice formed by Fan Lin began to spread outwards, as if to squeeze out the quicksand.

Fan Lin slammed upward, and a force of magic force pushed Fan Lin's body down quickly.

Originally, Fan Lin did not want to take such a rough approach, but the magic power of the magic stone was too huge, so Fan Lin had to choose a faster way to expel the magic power from his body.

Fortunately, Fan Lin's body had been transformed by Idun and strengthened by the Heaven's Lock. Otherwise, even if Fan Lin's body could withstand such manic magic, it would still leave some hidden injuries.

However, Dumbledore and Nicolas Flamel seemed to have taken this factor into consideration, so Nicolas Flamel left the Sorcerer's Stone and allowed Fan Lin to use it.

Even so, some small scars were noticed in Fan Lin's body, as well as the palm of his hand that had just exploded with magic power. The scar on the palm of Fan Lin's right hand doubled in size.

However, the effect was quite obvious. Fan Lin felt that he had hit a solid barrier. This seemed to be the method left by Nicoléme.

A burst of golden light quickly enveloped Fan Lin, and the originally solid barrier seemed to disappear. Under the warm wrap, Fan Lin felt that he was breathing fresh air again.

"The noise you made is really quite big." Nicoléme's old voice came to Fan Lin's ears.

"The magic power of the magic stone is too great." Fan Lin said, he shook his palm, and the dark red ice wrapped the magic stone and fell to the ground, making a crisp collision sound, like an impact on the ground. Average on metal.

Fan Lin looked intently, and a golden color shone in his eyes. Falling down from above, the entire space here was made of gold. Only then did Fan Lin understand why Nicoléme must emphasize wealth and wealth with him. The powerful relationship between great wills.

Wherever the eyes are directed, the whole world has no other color. There is no dividing line in the golden world. If Fan Lin could not really step on the ground, otherwise Fan Lin would not be able to tell where is up and down.

"Mr. Nicoléme..." Fan Lin said, he had to lament the alchemist's luxury.

"This is caused by some accidents," Nicoléme said. "This was originally a laboratory I built, but once again during the experiment related to the magic stone, the magic power erupted by the magic stone was not well controlled. Control, and then it looked like this, but it looked pretty good.”

"It's very good." Fan Lin said. It was just the product of an accident, and the wealth he accumulated far exceeded the wealth accumulated by the so-called pure-blood nobles for several generations.

"Just boring decorations," Nicoléme said, walking forward.

"Wealth can be regarded as the most useless thing for human beings. This is the conclusion I came to when thinking about my own alchemy path a hundred years ago. But it seems that this does not apply, does it? ." said Nicoléme.

Fan Lin's heart couldn't help but beat. Such a huge wealth could save a lot of time. Fan Lin knew that he was very rich, but his pitiful accumulation was far less than what he had here.

"It's spectacular and shocking." Fan Lin sighed. Even though he warned himself many times, Fan Lin's breathing could not help but become a little cramped, and his eyes unconsciously drifted twice.

"Look where you are." Nicoléme said, pointing to the dome above, where the originally smooth barrier became a bulge. No surprise, this was caused by Fanlin's previous impact.

"Sorry." Fan Lin said.

"I'm not asking you to apologize!" Nicoléme said, he stretched out his hand to summon the Philosopher's Stone, "I believe that you have also experienced the power of the Philosopher's Stone, but I still want to ask you to stay calm at all times. "

Nicoléme seemed to be very melancholy, which was also the case when he first obtained the Philosopher's Stone. He was obsessed with the magic of the Philosopher's Stone and its power.

"The Philosopher's Stone is not everything, it is just a means. You have to remember that the power of the Philosopher's Stone is only the power of the Philosopher's Stone after all. The most fundamental point of a wizard is always his own magic power. Everything must rely on himself. I I don’t want you to become dependent on the magic stone.”

"I will remember."

"Can I trust you?" Nicoléme said, staring at Fan Lin with a scrutinizing eye.

"In fact, Dumbledore had written to me before. After you completed your alchemy, he felt that you should be the person I was looking for."

"Who are you looking for?"

"Yes, the person I am looking for." Nicoléme said, "This idea came into my mind when I discovered that my path was completely wrong."

Nicoléme melted the ice on the magic stone. At the same time, a golden magic power was penetrated into Fanlin's body by Nicoléme.

Fan Lin could feel that his body was recovering quickly, and Nicoléme seemed to have injected some potions that had been prepared in advance.

"At first, Albus came to me to find some solutions because of your physical problems. At the same time, he also vaguely mentioned the problem about the successor I was looking for." Nicoléme said, "At the beginning, , I am still very doubtful. I have been looking for four hundred years and have met countless wizards with great talents in alchemy, but they have not been my choice due to various reasons. "

"You are not the best." Nicoléme said, "In terms of alchemy, even if you have completed human body alchemy, there are people who have done it earlier than you, but you have become my only choice."

"Am I the only choice?" Fan Lin asked, "Could it be that you..."

"I have tried to cultivate, but I have to admit that talent is also a great limitation." Nicoléme said, "You were my second choice in the past hundred years, and now you have become the only one."

"The one before that was...Voldemort?" Fan Lin said, there are only so many excellent wizards, and everyone has to admit that Tom is excellent.

"Ah, yes!" Nicoléme said, "I don't have much time. Now I don't have the ability to restore the Philosopher's Stone."

"Why me?" Fan Lin asked.

"It's probably a kind of fate." Nicoléme said, "I missed countless candidates, and I also abandoned many, and now you are the only one left. I have to say, you are still very satisfying to me. Yes, it’s not just about talent.” (To be continued)