Angelet's pace quickened and he rushed forward, the only sound of his footsteps and breathing in the entire passage.
A bright yellow flame followed and floated to the left side of his head, illuminating the surrounding area several meters away.
"This ruins always feels a bit chaotic." Although Angele was running forward quickly, his mind was extremely clear.
He always felt that the passages in the ruins seemed to be able to change automatically. The map and route recorded by the chip actually made two errors during the chase. If witchcraft had not been used as a tracking method, he might have actually followed.
Leave the two people in front behind.
While running, he organized his thoughts.
"According to what Belen said, this seems to be the residence of some kind of double-headed sect. This sect seems to be named after the double-headed sect, which means that the guy who took Quezman away earlier is probably a member of the so-called double-headed sect.
.As for why Milissa and Ani became the main advocates of this mission and have been here many times. The specific reason is not very clear. It is estimated that there is a deep inside story."
After turning an intersection, Angelet suddenly stopped.
In the passage not far ahead, there was actually bright sunlight shining down from the top of the passage.
In the pitch-black passage, golden sunlight shines down from the top of the broken passage, forming a golden beam of light, which is very bright and conspicuous.
Angelet narrowed his eyes slightly, quickened his pace, and walked over.
Standing in the sun, looking out from the tattered top of the passage.
The previously gloomy sky had now dispersed, revealing a blue background. The warm sunshine shone on my body, making me feel warm all over.
Angele stretched out his hand to push aside the gravel in the gap at the top of the passage, and two green vines suddenly hung down to his side.
His eyes immediately fell to the intersection of vines and gaps.
The vines there seem to have some wear and tear, and the outer skin has been worn away, revealing the white plant fibers inside.
"They should have run out from here." Angelet immediately imagined in his mind the scene of the two-headed monster carrying Quezman on his back, grabbing the vines and using his strength to climb out of the passage.
He also grabbed the vine in his hand and pulled it hard. Then he stepped back and quickly retreated a distance.
Tsk tsk tsk!!
I don't know what it was. It suddenly shot down from the top of the gap and inserted a row on the floor of the passage. It seemed to be some kind of black wire mechanism.
Angelet's face showed a true expression.
On the ground, a string of more than ten black spikes were lined up in a row, piercing the stone slab. Judging from the style, they were exactly the same as the green spikes used by Quezman before.
"They are indeed a group." Angelet sneered. He raised his right hand, and a piece of metal filament immediately flew out, entangled the vine and pulled again.
After two beeps, there were no more traps or traps on top.
He then walked over, grabbed the vine and used strength to lift it up.
With a cry, his whole body jumped out of the gap.
Outside is a lush green forest.
Tall and thick tree trunks, curved tree roots protruding from the ground, and dense grass and shrubs.
There are clusters of green grass growing at the foot of big trees, and occasionally you can see a few small white and yellow flowers.
There is a distance of four or five meters between the big trees. This distance is all flat ground. Black soil is covered with white gravel. It is like a whole black cloth with white sesame seeds sprinkled on it.
The gap in the passage drilled by Angele was just under the arched roots of a big tree. The sun shone slantingly from above the roots of the tree, and some green vines grew around the roots. There was nothing in the woods.
Signs of bugs, animals, and plants besides plants.
The soil at the edge of the gap was a little damp. Angele bent down and dug out the arched tree roots, patting the soil with his hands.
Before he could look around at his surroundings, two clear figures suddenly appeared in his field of vision.
The two-headed monster and Quezman.
Quezman seemed to have woken up. He was chanting some mantra in a low voice, and the left side of his body had completely merged with the two-headed monster.
It was as if he was about to penetrate completely into the flesh and blood of the two-headed monster.
And the two-headed monster actually had no face or facial features on both heads, only a layer of flesh-colored smooth skin. He didn't struggle at all, he just stood there blankly, motionless, and allowed Kuezman to drill into his body.
It seemed that he heard the sound of Angele emerging from the passage. Quezman turned his head and looked over.
When he saw Angelet, there was a clear trace of fear on his face.
He decisively stopped chanting. In this case, if he wanted to continue to maintain the witchcraft, he obviously wanted to be backlashed by his mental power. It was better to end it on his own initiative. Although the effect was incomplete, it was better than being backlashed.
"Do you really want to kill them all?" Quezman asked in a low voice. His back merged with the two-headed man's chest, and the entire lower body of his body had disappeared, as if it had grown on the two-headed man's body. It was very strange.
A sneer appeared on Angelet's face.
"Don't run away?"
"The amplification power I have accumulated for so long has been completely consumed by you. There is no point in running anymore. I am not someone who can only run away." Quezman seemed to have some confidence. He was no longer as confrontational as before.
Angelet's fear. "If I hadn't allocated half of my strength to this island, do you think you would have defeated me so easily?"
"Oh? I want to see what your real strength is." Three silver diamond-shaped metals slowly appeared on the left side of Angelet's face.
Quezman snorted coldly. He dug his whole body into the two-headed man and actually completely merged into it.
On the two faces of the two-headed man, the face of Quezman slowly appeared.
This two-headed man was naked on the upper body and wore a blue cloth around his lower body, like a leather skirt. His muscles were bulging all over his body. He was two meters tall and looked extremely tall.
He pulled out the Scimitar of Evil Thoughts with a clang, and a trace of green aura lingered on the blade again.
"Go to hell!!" Quezman rushed towards Angele, the scimitar turned at high speed in his right hand, turning into a blurry shadow, and cut forward fiercely. "I want to see what you are still doing.
How much energy can the heart consume!!" He growled.
Angelet laughed ferociously, slipped his sleeves from his hands, and four hearts immediately fell into his hands. Four red haloes quickly lit up in his hands.
He raised his hand and pointed it forward,
Quezman's originally quite confident face suddenly changed, as if he had seen a ghost, and he quickly turned back.
"Oh my god! There are so many of them!! You lunatic!" He shouted and backed away in horror.
He never wanted to get close to this Grimm wizard again. This guy actually carried so many powerful explosives that could be consumed at once all over his body. He was simply a life-threatening terrorist!
With so many energy hearts in his body, isn't he afraid of suddenly losing control and exploding, so he needs to kill himself first?
boom!!!
Four red flames enveloped an area tens of meters in front of Angele in a fan shape.
For a moment, Quezman felt that all space in the sky and on the earth was surrounded by red flames, and he was completely trapped in a sea of fire.
Violent explosions came from all directions, squeezing his body hard, and the scorching heat vaporized the defensive skin of his body almost instantly.
"ah!!"
He opened his mouth and roared in pain, but no sound was heard. His eyes were quickly burnt black by the intense flames. His ears and nose were directly blown away, leaving only a bloody mess.
The flames that shot into the sky soon spread to all the surrounding trees.
The thick trees were directly broken by the impact of the explosion and fell down with a loud splash, sputtering large red sparks.
The air began to fill with choking white smoke.
The grass and shrubs on the ground quickly turned from green to burnt yellow, and finally curled into black coal. Waves of heat spread in all directions.
Angelet was also hit hard by the force of the impact. During the process of flying upside down, countless silver metal filaments flew out from his hands, and he kept grabbing on the tree trunks on both sides, and successively scratched seven or eight pairs of big trees as buffers. Only then did he slow down.
Fall down slowly.
"The superposition of four fire hearts with a temperature above 50 degrees...this power..." Angelet also did not expect such a violent explosion effect.
In front of where we were just now, within a range of more than thirty meters, everything turned into a sea of fire. The red flame energy was mixed with the ignited natural flames, and the red was mixed with bright yellow. Even the brightness of the sun was completely covered up.
Quezman's figure kept struggling in the flames, bumping around, but he was still surrounded by the flames. He could no longer see or hear, and the pain in his body made him continue to struggle.
Even if he was standing more than ten meters away from the flames, Angele could feel that the metal defense layer covering his skin was actually showing signs of melting. Waves of hot air kept coming from the front, and he couldn't help but feel again.
Step back a few meters.
"It's over." He breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Kuzman struggling in the flames. In a short period of time, one-third of his energy heart was used.
Recalling the time when we were dealing with the Hundred-Eyed Monster in the woods outside the academy. He only used one to solve the problem. Compared to now, Kuezman is more than twice as powerful as the original Hundred-Eyed Monster.
In the fire, Quezman's body gradually melted, and his whole body was on fire. His skin was completely burned to char, but he could still move like crazy.
boom!!!
Suddenly, Quezman's whole body exploded instantly.
A whirling scimitar shot out flames.
laugh!
The machete was inserted upside down into the trunk of a big tree not far from Angele. Half of the blade cut directly into the black trunk. White smoke was still coming out of the blade, and the contact part where the trunk was cut began to be cut by the blade.
The high temperature burns and makes a hissing sound.
Angelet stopped. He really didn't expect that under such a strong high temperature, Quezman's weapon could still remain intact without any damage.
He walked directly towards the big tree and stood beside the trunk.
The silver scimitar was still as clean as new, but the green smoke all over its body had completely disappeared. The wavy blade was curved, like a silver snake twisting its body.
The handle of the knife is a black metal cylinder with no guard and is directly connected to the blade. It has the style of a sacrificial dagger that Angelet has seen in the history of the earth.
He walked over and stretched out his hand to grasp the handle of the knife.
A large number of blue light spots suddenly appeared in the air. These firefly-like blue light spots quickly condensed on the scimitar, forming traces of transparent water that adhered to the blade.
hiss...
A burst of thick white water vapor suddenly dispersed.
After a while, the water vapor gradually decreased and the blue light spots slowly disappeared.
Angelet reached out and grasped the handle of the knife directly, and pulled it off the tree trunk with a scoff.
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