The qualitative change of the ancestor's bloodline allowed him to reach level five as a wizard, allowing him to touch the edge of Xifan. (Baishuzhai.) It was a wonderful and weird experience, as if he had just eaten a lot of food.
After eating very hot food and suddenly taking a sip of ice water, my whole feeling went numb.
After leaving the room, Angele carefully picked up the sleeping Friela and placed her on her own bed. Then he returned to his bedroom and took down a large black book from the bookshelf.
He gently opened the first page of the book. On the white paper, a neat line of Medea's black characters suddenly appeared in front of Angelet's eyes.
'To all who love me and to whom I love...'
Angelet gently touched this line of text.
He stretched out his right index finger and began to gently draw a circle in the blank space below the text.
There is no ink, just the index finger slowly scratches across the white paper, and a black and red track emerges.
A black and red circle the size of an egg was quickly completed, and Angelet began to delicately carve black and red graphic lines in the circle.
As the lines become more and more complex, the entire circle gradually emerges into a black and red scorpion graphic symbol.
Hiss...the fingertips finally stopped at the edge of the circle, coinciding with the edge.
Angelet raised his finger, and the moment his fingertips left the paper, the circular symbol suddenly lit up for a burst of red light, and then quickly dimmed.
After thinking for a while, Angelet raised his finger and added a small sentence under the symbol.
‘The circle of ties’
Opening the pages of the book, there were all blank pages.
Angelet slowly placed his finger on the lower right corner of the page and tapped it lightly.
There was a slow hissing sound, and lines of black writing suddenly appeared on the page, as if being typed by a typewriter.
Time passed slowly, and after a while, the book pages automatically recorded dozens of pages.
"This will serve as my personal witchcraft notebook. Maybe the wizards after me can find the path they pursue from here." Angelet closed the book and inserted it back into the bookshelf.
When I put the book back, a burst of red light suddenly appeared on the surface, and it gradually turned gray and petrified, turning into a whole stone book that could not be opened.
This book is a collection of his own witchcraft knowledge, experiences, and observations. The symbol left on the cover is his own mark of the evil god, which can be summoned by other wizards from this world as sacrifices.
His projection. Or after making a sacrifice, you can also open the book and check the knowledge inside.
This book will be used as a heritage item. It will be given to the children of the West Coast family and mother Weiwei, and it may be passed down from generation to generation.
Judging from his current knowledge and research records, he can count the number of wizards in the entire central region who can surpass him in one slap. This is definitely the pinnacle of wizard handwriting.
Angelet had a feeling that when he broke through the Xifan level, it might be the time when he left this world completely, and some things in the future might only be solved by coming back through projection.
"Killing a legendary knight commander is a test for the church to see if the ancestor of light really has power. If not, I will go directly to the church to find out its details."
The real purpose of his staying here is to accompany Weiwei and investigate the church. Now he has left Weiwei. Once the church investigates clearly, Angelet has no intention of staying here anymore. He will just wait for everything to settle down.
Friela.....
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Finally, the knights of the church, led by the female knight, returned to the church with Lei Xu's body.
A few months later....
Hylia and others stayed with Angele and had more than ten blood drawn alive. They lost a lot of weight before they paid off their debts and were able to escape.
Unexpectedly, Friela also planned to leave with Hylia and others, wanting to go out and see the outside world.
"Have you really decided?" Angelet stood in front of the tomb and looked at Friela who was standing next to Cynthia.
Under the setting sun, the little guy was dressed like a tomboy. He was carrying two silver cross swords on his back, one was the saw sword that Angelet sold to her, and his fair face was full of perseverance.
"I have made an appointment with Sister Cynthia!"
"Sister, you're so big!" Cynthia punched Friela hard on the head. "Damn little Doudin! Don't even think about yelling again, I will ask Hylia not to teach you swordsmanship!'
Frila's little face suddenly turned down. "Don't...brother! You are my dear brother! Don't cut off people's escape at every turn!"
"Where did you learn this nonsense!" Hylia silently carried the sword on one side. Next to her stood a tall woman dressed in black and masked, who was his sister.
Angelet stood quietly in front of the wooden door of the tomb, smiling and watching everyone laughing and scolding.
"Little Rilla, it's a good thing to go out and explore. Maybe the glorious deeds of the legendary knight Furira will be spread in the history of the continent. Now that you have decided. Before I leave, I will give you one last thing."
He made a fist with his right hand and spread it flat in front of him.
In the palm of the hand lies a gemstone ring with a light golden halo. The style is exactly the same as the church ring. The golden gemstone the size of a dragon's eye is polished into a smooth oval and set on a white gold ring, which looks simple and gorgeous.
"Wow, so beautiful!" Friela quickly snatched the ring from Angele's hand and played with it in the palm of her hand, "Green, it's rare for you to be generous. I'll accept it reluctantly."
"If you encounter difficulties, just call my name from the bottom of your heart." Angelet pointed at the ring with a smile, "This is your sustenance, please carry it with you."
"Have you read too many Grimm novels? It's time to go. It's getting late, and we have to go to the next town to find food and accommodation." Wan Ci urged, "I'm so hungry..."
"Are you hungry again? Didn't you just eat half a bucket of rice?" Cynthia rolled her eyes.
"Let's go, Green." Hylia waved her hand and turned around, "Thank you for your treatment this time."
The others followed him and walked down the mountain, along the stream.
Angele smiled and nodded, then glanced at Friela who was still stunned. "Why are you still stunned? Follow me quickly."
"When I become famous, I will come back to take you and take care of you! Wait for me!"
Frila said nothing and followed her. After running far away, she suddenly looked back at Angele in front of the tomb. Looking at the man who was still standing in front of the tomb and smiling, she felt an inexplicable feeling in her heart.
.It feels the same as when I left the small town where I grew up.
"Little Rilla! Hurry up!" Cynthia's neutral voice came from the front.
"Okay. Here we come!" Friela hurriedly ran into the dense forest, and only the sound of voices could be heard in the distance.
"What are you worried about? Just come back to visit Green in a few years. It's not like he will never come back."
"Yes. Haha..."
"giggle."
"You're the one giggling!"
Angelet stood in front of the tomb, watching the group of people disappear completely into the depths of the woods, and stood silently at the wooden door for a long time.
He suddenly sighed softly, turned around and walked into the tomb. After a while, he opened the door again and walked out. The black light in the space mirror around his waist was slowly dimming.
Looking back at the open wooden door of the tomb, he raised his hand gently. A ball of dark red flame flew silently into the tomb and landed on the light yellow ground.
The flames burned fiercely, and everything, whether stone, wood or other metals, was quickly ignited.
The entire tomb was instantly engulfed in a sea of fire, and red light shone on Angelet's face and body.
Click!
A piece of wood suddenly exploded, bursting into a ball of red fire.
Angelet gently closed the wooden door and adjusted his robe.
"It's time to leave..." He turned around and walked towards the woods at the foot of the mountain. From the other direction, his figure gradually disappeared into the woods and disappeared.
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One month later...
One of the main cities of the church - the city of Mass,
Light yellow shops are lined up in rows on both sides of the white street. The bronze plaques of the shops extend out, each with different graphics and text engraved on them.
The streets are bustling with people. Several strong men are working together to push a brown trolley, which is filled with square white stone bricks. A white-faced woman wearing a black robe and a hood is sitting on the street corner using a glass ball as a
The crystal ball was used for divination. A group of elegantly dressed aristocratic ladies were passing by this block while laughing and holding white roses.
Customers and pedestrians in different clothes were constantly coming in and out of the store, and the faint sounds of bargaining between the waiters and customers could be heard.
The pale golden sunlight in the early morning shines evenly on the ground. It passes diagonally through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows of a beverage shop and falls on the small white round table beside the window.
Two cups of light blue steaming drinks were placed on the table, slowly emitting a faint aroma of cream.
There were two people sitting at the table, a waist-length red man with brown leather armor and leather trousers, and a two-handed sword hanging on his waist. He was slender. He looked to be in his twenties, and he had a small black beard on his chin.
The other person is a woman, wearing a white close-fitting leather armor that outlines a beautiful figure. Her black shawl is casually scattered on her shoulders. She is the favorite style of noble ladies. She has fair skin and cold and delicate facial features, and is only about twenty years old.
But the woman's expression was indeed extremely cold.
"After so many years, when I see you again, I still can't help but feel the urge to beat you up."
"As for that?" Angelet smiled, picked up the drink and took a sip. "I didn't expect you to come so far away to open a drink shop. The city of Mass is far away from the original town, even if I can't walk.
There are several months away, and we are already at the border of the kingdom. It seems that you have a lot of resentment towards me..."
"Back then, I was thrown around by you as a defensive magic weapon. If there was danger, I would go for it. If there was good news, you would go for it. This kind of life is still fresh in my memory..." Brigitte recalled it now, and there was still a trace of it on her face.
haze.
"What a wonderful past..." Angelet sighed.
Click!
The glass slowly cracked in Brigitte's hand.
She took a few deep breaths and slowly suppressed the anger in her heart. "Tell me, what do you want to see me for this time?"
"Help me give this to my mother Weiwei, and my family descendants on the west coast." Angelet took off the black baggage on his back, put it on the table and pushed it over.
"Sure enough, it's not a simple errand." Brigitte had a headache, "The west coast... Do you dare to go further?"
"You are the person I trust most!" Angelet patted Brigitte on the shoulder solemnly, "Only you can do this. Originally, I was planning to find Turin, but it's a pity that he couldn't come with me."