"Hello, Margaret, I'm here to see Lord Rowling and come to see you."
After opening the door, looking into the darkness, with only the faint candlelight shining, as if a gust of wind could completely plunge the place into darkness, Alama said with a smile.
Through those eyes that saw the night as well as the day, Alama saw that in the pitch-black quiet room, the walls were covered with huge squirming demon eyes. Their roots were intertwined with each other, forming a dark red patch of fresh blood.
The net is like the bloody lair where Aglan houses the angels.
In the darkness, as the magic eye blinks, the light spots flashing against the firelight make the quiet room even more charming. Besides Alama, there is another person who can appreciate this beautiful scene, and that is.
Margaret in the Quiet Room.
Ordinary darkness cannot block the sight of a powerful magician like him, but the power of the Shadow Lady's domain is another matter.
While greeting Margaret, Alama did not forget to shake her flowing blond hair, releasing her unique charm.
"You are a celebrity now. During this period, I have heard many people mention you. Even the Lord of Vita City has asked me many times about your preferences." In the darkness, Margaret's plain voice came.
sound.
"It's just that the necromancers now understand how powerful I am. If you follow me to the underground world, you will understand how far my name has spread."
Alama said without humility. As he spoke, he walked into the quiet room where Margaret was.
As Alama walked in, several demonic eyes immediately surrounded him, and even several demonic eyes appeared in the void in the room.
"Hey, how are you doing lately? I brought you a gift."
Alama gently stroked one of the magic eyes, gently ran his fingers across the elastic eyeball, and greeted with a smile. Looking at the magic eye in the quiet room, he showed a smile from the bottom of his heart.
Seeing the nearby magic eyes swaying their bodies, Alama seemed to be completely attracted by the words, Alama showed a confident smile: "Let me find where it is? Is it this one?"
He took out a bag of spring water.
"Oh, it's not this. This is the spring water of Huantong Spring. You can't drink it at all, but it can be used to cleanse the body."
Following Alama's words, a few of the demon eyes showed regretful looks, some of them showed shy looks, and the rest showed resentful looks, as if they were dissatisfied with his behavior.
"Then...is this it?"
Alama's gaze swept across the nearby magic eye, and he spoke in a longer tone. What finally appeared in his hand was a huge, bloody, shriveled eyeball.
Sensing the eyeball that Alama took out, Margaret's expression changed. All the nearby magic eyes also cheered and cheered at this moment. Although they could not speak, they could use their bodies to form waves of continuous
The undulating waves of the magic eye come to express the joy in Alama's heart.
"This is it! You are about to have a new companion. This is the eyeball of the One-Eyed King. I spent a lot of effort to make the Blood Angel understand what I meant, and then I brought it back!" p>
Following Alama's words, the originally huge, dry eyeball seemed to begin to inflate from within at this moment, and in the blink of an eye it became twice as big as his head.
"Welcome your new member."
After completing all this, Alama released the hand that had been holding the huge eyeball. Under the gaze of many magic eyes, the huge eyeball in Alama's hand seemed to wake up, slightly moving the pupil in it, and finally looked towards
Margaret's figure in the darkness immediately disappeared into the void.
After doing all this, Alama also received unanimous support from the magic eyes. They surrounded Alama in the middle and kept jumping towards the body of the magician.
"Okay, little guys, I'm really flattered by your enthusiasm." The hearty laughter came from Alama's mouth again. He hugged the nearby magic eye, and finally fell into one that was bigger than others.
Among the giant magic eyes.
"Alama, where did you get that one-eyed king's eyeball?"
Margaret's inquiry came from behind, and Alama replied nonchalantly: "Of course they were collected by those angels. What's wrong? Don't you like it?"
"Of course I like it. It's just... none of the ritual materials required by Lord Rowling mentioned the need for Cyclops eyes."
"What does it matter? As long as you and your little cutie like it, are you worried that those Cyclops will come for revenge?" Alama shrugged and said.
"I admit that you have a talent that I can't match when it comes to creating the Demonic Eye. I remember that in order to create the Demonic Eye of the Void, I did not hesitate to plunge myself into darkness. Only then did I make a breakthrough, but you were able to create it while talking and laughing.
Come out. But if you do this today, it will affect Lord Rowling's plan..." Margaret seemed to have thought of something and let out a sigh.
"I promise you, this will not affect the plan. I have collected all the materials Lord Rowling needs for her. Will this still affect it?" Alama asked while stroking the magic eye beside her. "Alama, you have to know that the most powerful moment for a heterogeneous creature is when no other creature has ever seen it, and all its abilities are unknown. Although you have completed Lord Rowling's mission, you have also let your
Angels, exposed to the eyes of other creatures, can they win so easily next time?" Margaret's face was full of worry
Alama came to the blind old woman with a smile, and gently held her hand with wrinkled skin: "I know you care about me, and I have felt your thoughts. What I want is to create the most perfect
Creatures, and that is also the deepest wish of all magicians. If my angels are so easily targeted by the enemy, it only means that they are not perfect at all. Rather, I hope that someone will come.
Do that, because then I can make them closer to perfection."
Margaret seemed to be moved by Alama's words. She wanted to hold the sorcerer's hand, but in the end she let out a deep sigh: "Actually, a powerful sorcerer like you, no matter who you are.
No matter which lord you pledge your allegiance to, you will receive generous benefits, and you can choose the women in the territory. Why would you choose me? Look at my skin, it is even dryer than tree bark. I am no longer young.
, not even eyes..."
Alama felt the hesitation in Margaret's heart, but he just smiled and said: "Because only a magician can understand another magician. Do you want a perfect body? I can give it to you.
The most beautiful face and the most perfect body are a very simple thing. But love is not simple."