"The influence of my bloodline actually made me half the same kind as the Giant Eagle Banshee." Angelet waved one hand, and the metal mirror immediately reintegrated into his hand.
He turned his face and looked over his shoulder, but there was nothing there. The giant eagle banshee didn't seem to have come out of the nightmare world.
He could only vaguely feel a ray of his own spirit, which seemed to be connected to a very distant place, where the Giant Eagle Banshee was. They could only feel each other's presence, but they could not communicate with each other at all.
"Can anything be brought out of the nightmare world? In other words, should I go in by myself or mentally." Angelet touched his chin and sat down again.
"Number Zero, call up the previous recording process, I want to check it carefully."
'Records being sorted...starting to call out...'
Angelet's eyes immediately began to recall the scenes just now.
His mental power is always observing the changes in his own energy and physical condition. At the same time, he also retrieves the monitoring data of the body from the chip.
After more than ten minutes, the blue halo in his eyes suddenly dissipated.
"Sure enough, I didn't enter there myself, but a ray of spirit was brought into that world." He understood somewhat. "No wonder the mark can derive a complete Socra Giant Eagle Banshee out of thin air. That's basically it."
Only that world can be realized, and the banshee derived from just the little bit of blood imprinted on my hand is not complete at all, it is just an illusion pet."
The ancient Socra giant eagle banshees, including the ancient harpies, are not intelligent creatures. They only know simple means of communication. Their lives are more like primitive tribes, and they are also chaotic creatures. Intelligence
It is estimated that they are only at the level of a child of one or two years old. Although they are powerful, they cannot control their own bodies. Therefore, the more powerful Socra giant eagle banshees were surrounded and completely killed by ancient wizards. Because of their power
It is too powerful, but it is not controlled. It has seriously affected the foundation of wizards - the world of ordinary creatures.
Angelet thought for a while.
"So, I have to verify whether that world is a nightmare world. If it is, then you have to be extra careful. As one of the countless worlds that ancient wizards came into contact with, the nightmare world is not the strongest, but it is definitely
It is the one with the most exposure. There will be no shortage of dangers, and there will naturally be many opportunities. And..."
Angelet narrowed his eyes slightly, "Although there are certain specialties and the special ability of the Socra Giant Eagle Banshee, you can enter the ancient world just by relying on ancient blood. No wonder so many wizards are studying ancient species and seeking ancient
Bloodline. It seems that there may have been such precedents before, or records of ancient wizards. From this point of view, my method of extracting bloodline cannot be leaked."
He quickly began to consider all possible signs of leakage. A layer of silver metal on his left hand slowly covered the hallucination mark on his palm, completely covering it up.
"Next, I have to carefully study the impact of the mark on me."
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Three days in a row.
Angelet stayed in the small villa by the lake. He never went out once, and he didn't even have time to digest the knowledge of fire enchantment from the giants he just got. He just kept testing his abilities in all aspects in the room.
The hallucination damage caused by the key is of no use to him anymore. The black airflow in the first stage turns into a shadow beast and launches an attack. It is completely immune to him. It seems to be the special physical influence brought by the Socra Giant Eagle Banshee. The shadow beasts
After being eaten by the mark on Angelet's hand for more than ten times in a row, when he appeared again, he no longer attacked Angelet and ignored him when he entered and exited the black space. He seemed to be a little afraid.
According to Angelet’s research over a period of time.
There are thousands of these shadow beasts, each one has no body and can only exist in the shadows. Their attacks can pass through any physical defense, directly forming illusions and stabbing creatures. They are in the transition between virtual and real. Only energy attacks can
Give damage. After each shadow beast dies, it can be resurrected three hours later, endlessly. They seem to be imprisoned in a dark space by a black key.
Angelet had a vague feeling that these shadow beasts seemed to have some relationship with the wizards of the Axis of Time. When these shadow beasts unite and attack one after another, even the strongest wizard defense will be beaten to death by them. Of course, this is just
Regarding their resurrection characteristics, no wizard would be foolish enough to stay within their attack range.
Moreover, the shadow beast's attack can only occur when the key sounds. The activation conditions are somewhat special, as they have an unusual interest in flesh and blood.
If Angele hadn't had the fusion of banshee blood and hallucination marks, it would have been impossible for Angele to pass through this black space.
In the second stage, there seemed to be an interval between entering the nightmare world. Angele tried several times, but could not go in again. He could feel that the giant eagle banshee in the hallucination mark was dormant, saving up for the next time.
The power he entered. This kind of dormancy is extremely slow, and I don’t know how long it will take.
After some attempts, Angelet could only give up.
It happened to be the afternoon and evening of the third day. The Jones family from Lispel came.
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"Are you the Grimm wizard?" Standing at the door was a middle-aged wizard wearing a white robe and with a silver owl tattooed on his right chest. His tone of voice was very respectful.
Angelet nodded: "Did Lord Lispel send you here?"
The wizard nodded: "Yes, my name is Rossis. I am a direct descendant of Mr. Pell. I have been with Mr. Pell for more than twenty years."
"Then please come in." Angelet gave up his seat and walked to the sofa in the living room on the first floor to sit down. "Please sit down. I just came here not long ago. I haven't had time to accept apprentices or anything like that, and nothing else has been arranged.
, a little rude."
"You're welcome."
Rossis walked into the hall, but did not sit down. He just stood in front of the table next to the sofa and gave a slight salute to Angelet.
"Wizard Green, Mr. Pell asked me to bring the resources I traded with you this time. Please accept them."
Angelet nodded. "Speaking of which, I haven't checked Master Pell's secret mark for a long time. I have been busy with other things these days." He smiled apologetically.
Stretch out your right hand. There is a faint icy blue luster on the nail cap of the index finger. Wisps of blue smoke slowly float out from the nail cap, as if it was lit by something, and blue smoke is emitting.
A few seconds later.
The icy blue halo on the nail plate gradually converges, forming a side pattern of a flying bird. The pattern is entirely composed of blue lines. There is a faint trace of blue water flowing inside the lines.
Angelet stretched out his other hand and gently pressed it on the pattern.
A tingling sensation like an electric current was immediately transmitted from the hand to the brain and turned into a specific female voice.
"Green, the Heart of the Giant Tree you want is in this resource transportation, and there are also some other things. As compensation for saving my life this time, I hope you can accept it." Lispel's voice
Looking a little tired, "Also, Rossis is a confidant I have cultivated for many years. There is no need to hide our affairs from him. He will be the main contact between us in the future. The last thing, the earth rhinoceros I need in five years
The preparation of blood depends entirely on you. Whatever resources you need, as long as they are not too rare, I can get them for you. Is that okay?"
Angelet released a trace of mental power and quickly built a small, complex model in the air. After the model was completed, he concentrated on the mark.
"No problem. In addition, if you can find all the mental strengthening prescriptions about potions, can you try to send them to me as a favor that I owe you. You should know something about my potions." He opened and closed his lips,
But no sound came out.
All the sound waves were absorbed by the secret mark and transmitted to the other end very far away.
The secret seal is like a message phone. Both parties in the communication usually leave messages and pass them on. When others open the seal, they can hear the message. Within a certain range and distance, it is a very convenient means of communication.
After delivering the message, Angelet dispersed the mental model, and the blue light on his fingernails gradually dissipated and returned to its original state.
"Now that you have received the message, please accept the things." Rossis on the side said quickly.
"No problem." Angelet nodded and stood up.
Rossis clapped his hands lightly.
A group of short men wearing black clothes walked into the hall one after another carrying white boxes.
While making hey, hey, hey, they placed the white boxes they were carrying on the floor of the hall in an orderly manner.
These short guys all have messy short hair, big noses, dark skin, and muscles all over their bodies. They look like miniature versions of bodybuilding coaches.
Moreover, they all have more or less black beards on their chins, wear clean black clothes, and walk with a nail-by-step pace, very steady.
All, nearly twenty boxes were carried into the hall and stacked together.
A short man with the longest beard reaching down to his belly walked up to Rossis and Angele, bent down and performed a standard courtesy.
"My lords, everything has been moved in. Do you have any other instructions?" His voice was low and hoarse.
"It's nothing, Tabu, take your people to rest first." Rossis said with a smile.
"Then let's go out first. Please call me if you need me later." The short man named Tabu nodded and said.
Angelet looked at these short people. They were only half as tall as him, but they all looked like little meatballs with strong and powerful bodies, which fully demonstrated what concentration is.
"Are they dwarves or dwarfs?" he asked after watching a group of short people go out.
"They are dwarves. They are forest dwarves. They are born with a certain resistance to spell energy, so they can live normally in Nora." Rossis explained, "Most of these forest dwarves are peace-loving people. They have been for more than thirty years.
In the past, a large number of people poured into Nora, leaving their farmland and botanical gardens behind, and all went out to work. The prices of goods in Nora were very high, and the remuneration was also very high. So dwarves like them all worked here to make money, and then they could be considered rich when they went back.
, to be able to live a good life without worrying about food and clothing.”
Angelet was a little speechless: "Are there any other races like this?"
"There are also some, including the dwarves and the ghost pigeons, who are responsible for Nora's public letters and information transmission. In addition, there are some old tree spirits in the territory over the Snake Bird Cliff. They are born with the ability to purify the surrounding air.
The ability of energy pollution, the older the dryad is, the better the air environment within a certain range around it will be. The dryad clan has also set up a purification area to charge for residence rights. The wizard of Snake Bird Cliff is responsible for handling it." Rosis.
He smiled and said, "These days, no matter what race you are, you have to worry about resources."
Angelet nodded to express his understanding.
"These three races have formed the most large-scale organizations. In addition, occasionally new races will enter Nola. The number is not large, but there are many types. I can't finish it in a short while. If you have time, you can go
Go check out the non-human race area, it’s the red area on the map." Rossis added.
"Okay. As expected of Nora, it does feel very novel." Angelet smiled.
"Oh, by the way, if you want to go to the inhumane area, I suggest you hire some centaur guards. These guys are very honest and cheap. The most rare thing is that the last time I went, I dropped a piece of Ice Tongue Scale.
The centaur they were riding on was on their backs. It took them more than ten years to earn the money. These honest guys actually found me again with the things and returned them to me without moving their scales at all. It’s really cute.”
Rossis couldn't help but smile as he recalled it. "If they took it away by themselves, I guess they wouldn't be able to find it. Ice Tongue scales are a notoriously invisible material, and even the smell is hard to detect.
, it’s hard to notice unless you pinch it with your hands.”
"It's true. The quality of honesty is welcomed by people everywhere." Angelet agreed.
"Okay, Sir, please take a look at the things first." Rossis spread his hand and gestured to the box on the side.
Each of these boxes is more than one meter wide and is unusually stable when placed on the ground. The edges on both sides of the white boxes are covered with silver tin sheets and nailed into two fixing straps.
Angelet took the key handed over by Rossis and squatted down in front of a box. The key was gently inserted into the keyhole and there was a click. The lid of the box was opened.
Inside were pieces of brown wood, all in a mess, large and small. Some were as big as a man's head, while others were as small as a fist. Some parts of these pieces of wood were faintly stained with red blood.
As soon as he opened the lid of the box, Angele smelled a strong fragrance like toilet water, and it seemed to have a faint smell of blood.
He reached out and picked up a piece of wood, turning it over and checking it over. A little blue light flashed in his eyes from time to time.
"How many boxes of the Heart of the Giant Tree are there in these boxes?" Angelet stood up and asked.
"There are eighteen boxes in total, and the remaining five boxes are of other things." Rossis replied.
"That's no problem." Angelet nodded, "Thank you for sending it here this time. Rosis."
"It is my honor to serve Mr. Pell and you." Rossis bowed and said with a smile, "Then I will leave first?"
"OK."
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