Igna did not stop, and then recited the next spell: "dancingignisvectes!" (Dancing the flames!)

The red flames winded up on her fingertips like a snake, rising into a python, and rushed forward with her gesture. Wherever they passed, the trees curled up and melted, like butter cut by a hot knife.

A spell ended. The land before them was pitch black and clean, winding all the way to the depths of the dense forest.

Igna was very satisfied and walked up first: "Come on, Statu is waiting for us."

There was a lot of noise just now, and she did it on purpose. So when Statu saw it, she would definitely come to find them.

Immediately, she thought that as long as they meet, they would immediately sweep across this low-level area, really start taking risks, and head towards their goals.

The hopeful mage even became particularly light in his footsteps, and even without using floating techniques, he felt like he was floating.

"Wait..." Doug shouted behind her, "Let me go ahead, if there is any danger..."

Before he finished speaking, Igna felt her feet empty, and she suddenly fell down. As soon as she screamed, her ankles tightened again, and was entangled by something cold and soft. Before she could react, she heard a few "Shu Liu" and "Shu Liu" sounds. Something came from all over the air, soft and slippery, and together with the thing on her feet, wrapped around her thighs, waist, chest, arms, and finally tied a knot behind her back.

However, before she could figure out what was going on, she felt a dizzy turn: she was hung upside down and swayed in the air, like a string of sausages waiting to be smoked and dried.

"Doug!"

She struggled to shout, but saw that her companion was hanging up like her, and even her mouth was blocked, looking extremely miserable.

"Well—————”

From afar, a snail sounded, as if a deep sigh.
Chapter completed!