He calmly and gently drew a few runes in the air, and a dark red film suddenly lit up around him, while a wisp of icy blue air lingered around his body.
He lowered his head and glanced at the footprints. The unclear wet footprints were very indistinct on the blanket, extending through the hall and into the bathroom.
Angelet walked slowly and silently to the bathroom.
Bang!!
Push the bathroom door open.
In the white bathtub, a large vat of scarlet blood soaked a naked woman with pale skin.
The woman's eyes were wide open and she was lying on her back in the bathtub. Her skin had been soaked for who knows how long and there was no blood left. Her legs and head were on both sides of the bathtub, and her waist and chest were soaked in blood.
The entire white bathroom was filled with a strong smell of blood.
Angelet looked at the footprints on the ground extending all the way to the bathtub, and finally his eyes stopped on the woman in the blood.
"Who is this woman?" He didn't know this woman.
It's not Ophelia, and it's not Folia. She looks very young, and her features are very unfamiliar.
He walked over and reached out to pull the woman's head.
The woman's wide-open eyes met Angelet's eyes, as if she would not rest in peace.
Angelet frowned, put his hand on the woman's eyes, and stroked them. It had no effect, and the woman's eyes were still wide open.
"Pretend to be a ghost." Angelet frowned and stroked his hand vigorously again.
The woman's eyes finally closed.
Letting go of his hand, he stood up and carefully checked his surroundings. There was no other sign. After hesitating, he turned and walked towards the bathroom exit.
Suddenly, a creepy feeling came from behind. Angelet turned around sharply.
The woman behind him was standing right behind him, her eyes wide open, and her body was covered in blood-red blood flowing down.
Bang!!!
A ball of red flame exploded suddenly, and red and black magma suddenly splashed into the entire small space of the bathroom.
Angelet's right hand was like a claw, and he pinched the woman's head hard.
Wow!!
Just like squeezing a watermelon, the woman's whole body was instantly crushed and exploded by an invisible force, turning into countless pieces of flesh and blood that flew onto the surrounding walls.
"Humph!" Angele snorted coldly and glanced around with a cold gaze.
There was red blood everywhere on the walls and the bathtub. White brains and bone fragments were vaguely visible.
The black-red lava completely baked the entire bathroom into a steam room, and the scorching high temperature soon caused the splattered flesh and blood to emit traces of white steam.
The smell of roasted meat filled the air.
Angelet turned around and opened the bathroom door.
state!!
The wooden door seemed to be blocked by something. It was only opened a crack and could no longer be pushed open.
Bang bang!!
Angelet tried again, but there was still something blocking the door.
His expression changed a bit. Outside the bathroom door was a corridor with flat walls on both sides. There was nothing that could block the door.
He looked out along the crack in the door, and could vaguely see an inexplicable shadow outside the door, a bit like a human figure. He was standing quietly outside the bathroom door, facing the blocking door.
"Damn it!!" Angelet's scalp was numb.
He took a step back and kicked the wooden door shut.
boom!!
The white wooden door suddenly flew out and hit the sofa in the living room not far away. The corridor outside the door was empty. There was no sign of anyone at all.
There was a hint of ferocity in Angele's face. He knew that even beholders and other giants would occasionally encounter such weird things. This kind of elusive mystery and terror was like a frightening nightmare. It was nowhere to be found.
No, it could happen at any time.
Entering the corridor in front of the bathroom, Angelet looked around. The entire villa was silent, without any sound.
He glanced at the bathroom behind him, which was already a scorched black place. It was filled with thick smoke and was baked by lava and flames.
"Put it out!" He stretched out his hand and pointed at the flame.
call!
A gust of breeze blew by, and the high-temperature flames and lava in the bathroom quickly dimmed and extinguished. The thick smoke was blown out by the breeze from the broken window of the bathroom. It soon returned to its original state.
"I think I finally understand why Bones and the others like to travel to other worlds so much..." Angelet murmured in a low voice, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar villa around him, a trace of complexity and worry flashing in his eyes.
Suddenly, he vaguely noticed that there was a small mailbox placed under the displaced sofa that had been hit by the white door panel. The black mailbox was lying quietly on the carpet on the ground. The outer shell looked very new. It seemed that it had been there only a short time ago, and it was carefully placed there.
Avoided areas of decay.
Judging from its position, the mailbox should have been deliberately hidden under the sofa. It was obvious that Fulia and the two were also avoiding something.
Angelet cheered up, walked over quickly, stretched out his hand and grabbed it. The black mailbox immediately flew into his hand automatically.
Quickly open the mailbox, pour out the light yellow letter paper inside, and unfold it gently.
'Uncle Green, during the days when you were away, many strange things happened in the garden. Sister Ou Fei and I were very scared. It happened that my brother sent someone to bring a letter again. We really couldn't stay any longer, so we had to go with the person who delivered the letter.
Brother is there. Please don't worry, the people sent by brother are very strong. The signature is Fulia's name.
Angelet then slowly breathed a sigh of relief. After being together for so long, he already regarded Fulia as his sister and daughter. If something really happened...he really couldn't stay in this place.
.." After putting the letter away, Angele looked around again. He turned and went upstairs to quickly pack up some important experimental records, files and things, and then went to the backyard garden to take a look. The sunflower had been dug up by Folia.
. Then he walked directly through the corridor and strode out of the villa hall.
The sky outside was pale, and heavy snowflakes were falling slowly. There was already a thick layer of snow on the ground.
Angelet casually caught a snowflake that had passed through the protective film. There were no words on it. It was obviously not the previous action of the natural disaster lord.
With his feet crunching in the snow, Angele walked slowly towards the outside of the protective film, holding a large black suitcase in his hand.
I don’t know when the green vines outside the protective film have completely disappeared, leaving it completely a piece of bare snow and nothing else.
When Angelet walked out, there were no footprints at all on the snow outside the protective film. It seemed that he had seen it wrong before. But with his memory, vision and ability to resist hallucinations, it was impossible for him to see it wrong.
After walking a certain distance and about to enter the woods, Angele finally looked back at the villa. This lakeside house had been with him for many years in the nightmare world. It contained more than ten years of memories, but now he could only give up.
"What a pity..." He shook his head, thought no more, and continued walking deeper into the woods.
Following the previous direction to the beholder's lair, he slowly speeded up. The surrounding woods were still silent and quiet. Angelet casually arranged a black and translucent shadow energy shield around him, which was enough to avoid those attacks during the day.
Inexplicable monsters that suddenly jumped out and attacked living creatures.
Only black can stop the attacks of these monsters. This is the main reason why many creatures in the nightmare world like black cloaks.
Following the direction in his memory, Angele took out the map provided by the beholder from time to time and took a glance at it.
The patterns on the map will continue to change with time, and the new map will be corrected according to the beholder clan's adjustments at any time. Because the nightmare world will also change with time.
Time passed slowly, and Angele did not directly transform into elemental form and rush on his way. The prerequisite for elementalization is that he must be extremely familiar with the environment, otherwise it will be impossible to use it.
Before using it, you need to imagine an accurate image of the destination in your mind, so that it can appear accurately, otherwise it will fail and cause errors.
After about five or six hours of driving, the sky gradually became dark.
Angelet stopped and found an open space, picked up some dry firewood and started a fire. Then he placed warning triggered energy sentries around the area. They were white metal beetle-shaped things, only the size of a palm.
It can form a thin layer of defense film and can be extremely sensitive to alert the decorator of external situations.
The most convenient thing is that this kind of beetle can be arranged more and can penetrate into the underground soil, eliminating possible dangers underground.
After simply practicing meditation with his legs crossed for a whole night, Angelet could clearly feel the progress he had made at this moment.
After his soul qualifications were improved by the Book of Light, he could clearly feel a slight improvement in his mental power as he meditated. It was like pouring water into a bucket, and he could see a little improvement in the water level every time.
The efficiency is almost twice that of before!
If it took a year before to improve your mental power, now it only takes half a year to improve your mental power. Although it is still far from reaching the Wizard of Dawn, I have never heard of a wizard.
Those who can enter the Dawn Wizard within a hundred years have the hope of being promoted to the Dawn Wizard through independent practice at such a speed. No matter how good the qualifications of any wizard are, they need such a process of accumulation, or to be more detailed, it is accumulation and qualitative change.
process.
The mental power of a third-level wizard requires an effect similar to that of a cocoon transforming into a butterfly. It takes at least hundreds of years to undergo a qualitative change. It is actually an incubation period. If the outer membrane of the cocoon can be broken, it can qualitatively transform into a butterfly.
.If you can't break it, you can only die in the cocoon.
Fortunately, there seems to be no such restriction on Angelet's ancient bloodline route. His true body has reached almost level six. This level of strength is only judged by Angelet based on his own conjecture and the power recorded in books.
In fact, he has never seen levels of power above level 4, so he has no way of classifying them.
This time, although there would be great dangers in participating in the beholder's army, the dangers came with opportunities, and he could accurately locate his own strength, so Angelet decided to go.