Madison did not express how surprised the sudden appearance of the person in the portrait.

In fact, when she was holding her wand and preparing to blow up the place, in addition to really planning to blow up the place, she also planned to try whether anyone in the portrait survived.

Obviously, there are survivors in the portrait.

The portraits can be connected to each other, and this relationship is somewhat similar to the windows in a room where the person in the portrait is in this room.

And when he lay down by one of the windows and looked out, it was equivalent to coming to this portrait.

At this time, he was not unable to see other windows. As long as he took a step back, he could still see the other windows.

But the things in front of the window are not so clear.

If you can see something shaking outside the window, and if you want to see it more clearly, you need to actually come to the window.

That is in another portrait.

In other words, when Madison and the others entered, even those portraits hid far away, they could vaguely see new guests coming outside the window.

But it may not be necessary whether these portraits are willing to appear next.

"You threaten me?"

In the end, the remaining portrait owner showed up, but unfortunately the first sentence he said when he met was a straightforward threat.

Perhaps this meeting was not as everyone imagined, and the survivor was as happy as he saw the survivor cried with his head in his arms.

Facing the threat of the old man in the portrait, Madison still spoke in a faint tone and responded in an unpleasant tone, as if she was not threatened, but an equally plain question asking for advice.

But if someone who is familiar with Yi Xiao and knows Madison here, he will find that the two have amazing similarities in terms of tone and the ups and downs of the paragraphs.

At that time, Yi Xiao was also chanting such plain words, and then he started killing him in the next moment, almost killing Junlin's werewolf.

Experience is always one of the noblest wealth of mankind.

This sentence also applies to portraits.

The old wizard obviously noticed the fatal murderous intent hidden in Madison's faint words. As a portrait, he could not be the opponent of a group of wizards, so he quickly explained decisively.

"No...is not a threat."

"I mean, once death comes, it's not just for you, but for me."

"The existence that ruined everything here... has not left yet."

“It’s still here!” …

"What?!"

Imokin and Joanna were surprised at the same time. The group of witches behind them were rare to be smart once, and they almost instantly understood the meaning of the old wizard's words.

They screamed in shock at the same time, containing disbelief and a hint of fear.

"Shh, shh." The old wizard in the portrait felt like a big duck was blown up in front of him, and then eight hundred little ducks suddenly burst out. He was so scared that he kept gesturing the sound of banning, "Small sound, light sound, don't be heard by it."

The effect of this sentence is undoubtedly the best. Almost at the same time, the witches stopped and forbidden.

Then the next moment, Madison, Imokin and others frowned at the same time.

In fact, before entering this unknown building complex of Magic France, they considered this question: why the American Magic France was abandoned because of too long, because of war, or because of something else.

And if it is really a monster that causes all this, then there will be two possibilities: it has left or is still wandering here.

Everything is unknown, and before entering, they can only regard it as a big gamble.

Now it seems that the goddess of luck is not standing on their side.

"what to do?"

Madison, Joanna, Imokin and others looked at each other and saw the same meaning in each other's eyes.

The worst happened.

They have to make a decision as soon as possible.

Should I give up exploring here and exit immediately, or...

"I don't recommend you leave now." As if I saw what Imokin and others were thinking, the old wizard in the portrait said first.

"That thing is lurking here. If you walk back, you may have bumped into it before you get out of here, and no one is its opponent."

"You are no exception."

The old wizard could see the depth of the wizards in front of him at a glance. Except for Joanna and Madison, most of them were just the level of ordinary wizards, not as elite as elite, and not as high as Aurors. Many of them didn't even reach the ordinary level.

With these people, you can't even resist that thing, and you may not even be able to escape.

But facing the old man's statement, Imokin spread his hands.

"We've just arrived," she said, "and didn't even go out with the first magic that trapped us."

Imojin, who has been through the business battlefield, would not be scared by an old man in the portrait with a casual word. She immediately seized the loophole in the other party's words and found the most critical thing.

They had just entered the Magic France shortly after they had not moved much distance, and were trapped by magic and began to circulate continuously.

It is still time to look back now, and if you continue to go deeper... you may really not be able to turn back.

"Oh... kid, I think I understand what you mean." After all, the old wizard in the portrait is old and even if he becomes a portrait, his thinking activity becomes very low. After being stunned, he quickly understood the hidden meaning of Imojin.

"But unfortunately," he continued, "there is no magic to trap you."

"This cannot..."

"The Congress was destroyed, everything inside was ruined, and a lot of magic was in chaos." The old wizard said slowly in a low tone, "For example, this road..."

"Its original magic was used to stretch the space, making the side hall larger and able to accommodate more people, but now it is integrated with the magic outside the third review hall next to it."

"What the review hall needs is confidentiality, and its magic makes the outside world unable to see the real route of the review hall."

"So when all the magic in the building is in chaos..."

"We actually followed the extended side hall and went all the way inside, but the existence of confidential magic always made the surroundings look the same route, making us mistakenly think that we were wandering around." Madison took over the topic.

"Yes." The old wizard nodded, agreeing with her summary, "You are actually very deep. This is not a trap to trap the enemy at all."

The witches looked at each other.

The magic of the confidential route is not difficult to understand, it is like a large virtual set that uses a disguised sight to hide the real content.

Then guide the people in the set to move forward or turn according to the path shown by the set.

However, the set formed by magic is more realistic than the virtual set of technology. It not only deceives the vision, but also creates the feeling, temperature and smell of the real thing.

In other words, they are actually moving forward all the time, but because of the existence of this magic, they cannot see other things around them. They are always continuous and narrow corridors, like an infinite cycle of mazes.

In fact, because of the existence of this magic, even if there are other forks and exits around, they cannot see them, and can only follow the guidance of the magic.

But no one knows whether it is really moving forward, and I am afraid that even the magic itself does not know.

Because it is no longer the correct route that was originally arranged. As I saw it, Congress has been abandoned for many years, and many magics have become chaotic.

Confidential magic was not originally here, so there was no correct route setting. I am afraid that magic is just an instinctive connection of one entrance and one exit after another. Even if it is a dead end, it is entirely possible.

Shaking his head, the old wizard on the portrait whispered, "It's just an unfortunate coincidence."

Madison frowned slightly, and Imokin and others beside him frowned. They did not expect this situation. They did think it was a trap or some protection spell. Madison even suspected that these portraits were deliberately avoiding them and watching them step by step into the trap.

But unexpectedly, the Demon France would be abandoned so completely, and all this was a not very wonderful coincidence.

But... this is indeed a bad news for them.

Madison thought of the previous scream.

Since they entered the corridor, they did not deliberately keep quiet. Most of them were too depressing the atmosphere and were instinctively unwilling to speak.

But the previous scream was definitely loud enough.

If it is really as the old wizard said, that thing is still here and the sound can alarm it, then it may have been alarmed at this time.

It is definitely not a wise choice to turn around and walk back without knowing how many distances you have gone deep.

So……

“Where is the right way?”

Madison raised his wand again and asked calmly.

"Let's go relax." The old wizard in the portrait stroked his beard again and said helplessly, "Are you afraid of a portrait?"

But even if he said that, Madison did not really relax.

Don't believe the advice given by things in the magic world that you can't see where its brain is. In fact, this is not only common to portraits, but also to wizards.

Although Madison is sometimes stupid, as the Supreme Witch who leads the entire witch assembly, if someone really treats her as a fool, that person is probably the biggest fool.

"Okay, okay."

Seeing that Madison had no intention of relaxing, the old wizard moved his beard helplessly, "I am Filiat III, keep up with my portrait, and I will guide you the right path."

As Madison speculated, the portraits in Congress were the same as those in Hogwarts, and were connected to each other.

Filiat III soon entered another blank portrait, and then waved to Madison and others in the portrait. Madison clearly saw that the inscription written under the blank portrait was not Filiat's name, but Desipuru or something. The portrait was a bit broken and the inscription was blurred and could not be seen clearly.

But anyway, it's not the words "Filiat III".
To be continued...