1152. Chapter 1152 The sandman who is difficult to deal with
However, I found that the ground beneath my feet looked like white walls.
The ground is white, the wall is white...
"Could it be..."
Chu Wenyu also observed this, and looked at each other with Rong Xiyue. An idea slowly formed in his mind, and it was obvious that Rong Xiyue and Chu Wenyu were not the only ones who had this idea.
"Could it be that this is a painting on the white wall, and it was reused by the Sandman and became a nightmare for us? When we came in before, the maid opened the door on the white wall. In fact, it was not a door, but
It’s the entrance to the painting, the entrance to the nightmare.”
Rong Mufeng said what Rong Xiyue had not said later.
After hearing this, everyone fell silent and took a breath of air. Even Rong Xiyue was speechless.
She was deceived by the maid!
Not only did the person in the Magic Academy sneak into the Dark Temple, but that person also lured them into the nightmare in the painting under the noses of so many people.
Even Rong Xiyue herself could no longer describe her feelings.
How negligent!
"Since it is the entrance to the painting, as long as you find the place where you enter the painting, you can get out." He quickly calmed down, tried to keep himself calm, and walked towards the way he came, on the white wall.
Explore a few times.
There are no gaps or traces of paint.
To say it is a painting, it is better to say that it is a colorless painting. The white wall is the painting. The initial paint is white, and from beginning to end, it is the only color.
White.
Rong Xiyue used Hongyan to gently push the white wall, but the white wall did not move at all. Chu Wenyu then used the Red Lotus Dragon-Slaying Knife to gently scratch the white wall, and even used a
Dots of red lotus fire are inside.
However, not only did the white wall not have any scratches, there were not even any traces of fire.
Such a situation has really never happened before.
The ghost was about to completely break through the green wall. The children who suppressed the fear in their hearts also widened their eyes and quickly covered their mouths with their hands, fearing that they would scream if they couldn't help it.
The smell of blood and darkness in the air is gradually increasing,
"Cough cough, cough cough~~"
“It feels so uncomfortable, cough, cough, cough~~”
These children have not undergone magic training. In other words, they do not have enough strength to resist the invading black energy, and those black energy are very likely to harm these people and turn them into poisons, or in other words,
Being directly killed by the invasion of black energy, not everyone can bear those dark auras.
Rong Xiyue is not a god. Under such circumstances, it is inevitable that she will be a little anxious and panicked.
Fortunately, I still have my father and Chu Wenyu by my side.
Here, a calm mind is more needed than high talents and magical abilities. Only by finding a breakthrough can one be able to use his talents and magical abilities with confidence and boldness.
The old man came out of the white wall in a daze. He appeared beside the wall out of thin air. At that time, almost everyone went to their respective rooms to participate in ceremonies, tests, and competitions. But where he was
, and it was really considered a remote corner, so no one noticed him at all.
Inside those white walls is a dream.
No matter what thing was secretly put on the old man's wrist before, as soon as he came out of the white wall, the thing disappeared instantly like a dream.
And when that thing disappeared, his whole body seemed to be evacuated by something, and his mind immediately regained consciousness. After regaining consciousness, he stayed in place for two seconds.
Then he turned his head and looked at the white wall behind him.
He kept reaching out to touch the white wall behind him, even clasping it with his nails, but he was horrified to find that it was just an ordinary white wall. He couldn't feel the inside, and no one would know what was inside.
Things that happened.
The scenes I just saw inside the white wall were quickly rotating in my mind, forming terrifying pictures that were played back quickly.
"There's something wrong with this thing, there's something wrong with it. Who is that maid? Who is she?!"
The old man tried to calm down. The new students there are all rich or noble. Even if they are not noble children, there are still those few extremely talented people. If they are trapped in this white wall magic, then
It is a great loss to the Magic Academy!
Even those families with noble children will never let go of the Magic Academy!
That’s twenty-eight freshmen!
"Dean! Dean!"
The old man twisted his funny short and fat body and looked around quickly, trying to leave quickly and find the dean.
"What’s wrong with you?"
In the panic, I didn't find the dean, but I saw the Holy Son of Light resting and drinking tea in a room.
With such a noble identity as the Holy Son of Light, he naturally does not need to undergo any kind of competition to verify his status in the Magic Academy like others. Even if status is not considered in the Magic Academy, subconsciously, this status will still make people feel disparity.
Differential treatment.
Yun Yu pursed his lips, wiped his mouth, his movements were graceful and beautiful, and his eyes were full of concern as he looked at the panicked old man.
"Lord Holy Son!"
When the old man saw Yun Yu, he seemed to have found his own savior. At this moment, he just hoped that Yun Yu could rush over and help save people.
The white wall is full of dark aura. The light magic of the Temple of Light is originally designed to restrain the aura of darkness. The light magic ability of the Holy Son of Light Yunyu is also very powerful. After all, only those with strong light magic ability can possess
Powerful light healing capabilities.
"Lord Holy Son, come quickly, come with me, if you are late, it will be too late!"
The old man was in a panic, and regardless of the red tape, he directly pulled up Yun Yu who was sitting there.
But the moment he touched it, the attendant beside Yun Yu immediately stepped forward and took his hand away.
"What's wrong? Since time is so urgent, then take me there quickly."
The old man was still thinking about how to start, but when he heard what Yun Yu said, he quickly nodded and led the way.
Yun Yu was weak and would cough a few times after walking a few steps. However, fortunately, the place was not far from where Yun Yu rested, and he would be there in a short while.
In these short few steps, the old man also used the most concise words to explain the ins and outs of the matter and what he had seen inside to the Holy Son of Light.
After finishing speaking, he looked at him cautiously,