Wilde stood up with a swish, and looked solemnly at the shadow on the table that seemed to be activated for a moment.
Ordinary people don't notice this subtle change at all. When the water in the water cup is splashed on the shadow, the shadow seems to writhe for a moment, but it disappears quickly.
Even if they saw it, most people, even superhumans, would not understand why.
But Wilde is a dark wizard with extremely hard professional qualities, and he has a little understanding of the rare and unpopular knowledge of the film industry.
With his current strength, there are only a few extraordinary creatures that can appear under his nose without letting him discover their breath, except for the existence of gods.
And the shadow creature happens to be one of them.
"Someone used a shadow creature to poison this glass of water. Fortunately, Boss Lin came to visit today and used his own way to heal him, otherwise even I would have to be tricked."
"No no no, Boss Lin must have known it long ago, so he came to save me specifically, gave me the correct way to sacrifice by the way, and gave me a reminder..."
Wilde's gratitude to Lin Jie couldn't be more, considering that he had been rescued twice this time, the desire for repayment was even deeper in his heart.
But then he had another question: "But the shadow world and the real world are supposed to be different. How can shadow creatures be affected by the poison in this water?"
And at this moment just now, there was a bloody smell coming out of the shadow. This is simply impossible. Shadow creatures are made of shadows and have no flesh and blood. How can there be a bloody smell
This is not normal!
Wilde's eyes staring at the fragmented shadow became darker and darker, and he already had a guess in his heart: "This means that it was not someone who drove the shadow creature, but someone used the shadow creature to do synthesis experiments."
As a dark wizard who is quite accomplished in creation, Wilde knows how dangerous and rough this synthesis is. The synthesizer has not considered the rationality at all, and the synthesized products are estimated to be all consumables with a short service life.
"But it's not bad in terms of creativity, and it's used for assassination... If this kind of thing is produced in energy, the efficiency may be very high. In recent years, those cases of high-level extraordinary people who were assassinated for no reason but could not find any traces were caused by this kind of thing. Poison under the shadow compound, is this the true identity of the so-called 'Shadow Assassin'?"
Wilde's thoughtful expression looking at the broken glass made Lin Jie even more embarrassed.
Ahem... It's not his fault that such an accident happened!
Who would have thought that he just tossed a coin, and it just happened to hit the glass, and the glass was so weak that it would shatter directly after being knocked by a coin. Is the coin too hard or the glass too brittle? !
This is good, he just wanted to control his strength, and then he just threw a "bad luck" to persuade Pharaoh not to go. As a result, this kind of oolong situation happened. The "bad luck" was thrown out, but it hit the glass. The cup pops out, it must be impossible to count.
Moreover, he rarely went out to visit a guest's house, saying that he wanted to toss a coin for divination, but he smashed a glass as a result. This situation is too embarrassing!
What's more important is that Lao Wang's face is so ugly, he shouldn't have to pay him...
"Cough, cough... Old Wang, this is purely an accident, a coincidence, an accident. I didn't expect such a situation, and you didn't expect it, right? It seems that this coin is quite clever, I really feel very Unfortunately... Well, forget it, this time the result will be invalid, let's do it again."
Lin Jie walked over embarrassedly and picked up the coin that rolled to the side, patting the dust on the coin while trying to change the subject: "By the way, your old friend Joseph found the traces of your stay on Street 52 and was looking for it. You, are you still avoiding him?"
I believe he must be more interested in things about old friends... At least he will be more interested than a broken glass!
Wilde stretched out his hand, and a corner of the sacrificial knife slipped out of the sleeve of the black robe. The tip of the knife touched the water and shadow on the table, and the complex lines on the knife shone slightly red, absorbing the toxins remaining in the water.
For dark wizards, sacrificial knives are an indispensable and important spell-casting tool, whether it is sacrifice, attack, enchantment or other spells, they need to be used.
He used the sacrificial knife as a medium to analyze and store the toxins in the water, and quickly understood that this was the "sound of doom" known as the spellcaster's nightmare.
Casters often use ether to enhance their wisdom, and their brain activity and sensitivity are several times that of ordinary extraordinary people. If they get the sound of doomsday, they will almost certainly die, and they will die extremely painfully.
so vicious...
To be able to achieve this level, he must be a thorn in the other side's eyes, and he has been silent for so many years, the only possible fuse is to lead Harris, the White Wolf, and the Red Sect to annihilation.
It is not simple behind this matter, and there are people who are manipulating it.
It's a pity that the Shadow Assassin was used by Boss Lin to use the Destiny Coin to take a bath directly with the sound of doom. Now it is estimated that there is no sense of reason, otherwise, it can be tortured.
Wilde narrowed his eyes, and a cold light flashed in the dark green snake pupils.
When he heard Lin Jie's words, he grinned and smiled: "Joseph, it's really a long-lost name, I haven't avoided him, after all, I've known old friends for so many years, we have to meet, but now It's not time yet, when there is time, we have to calculate the accounts of the year..."
Sure enough, Pharaoh was still angry with Joseph.
Although I don't know why they had a conflict in the first place, it is estimated that the matter is quite serious, and he is still haunted by it.
But the point is... the topic has shifted!
Lin Jie secretly breathed a sigh of relief, walked back and sat down, looked left and right, found a rag placed under the coffee table, was careful not to touch the glass ballast, and wiped all the debris on the table into the trash: "It's been so many years, and some things should be put down. As a human being, happiness is the most important thing."
Wilde put away the sacrificial knife, nodded and said, "Understood, you are right, as long as he doesn't come to me, I won't take the initiative to find him, but if he does, I can't sit still."
Boss Lin really didn't want one less customer. After all, the one who summoned the Candela Heroic Spirit should be Joseph's magic sword.
But the source of the conflict is not on him. The Mystery Tower is probably aware of his traces. Maybe soon, he will be able to confront his old friend again.
Lin Jie also understands that the conflict between these two old friends can't be resolved with just a few words, but... It's good to change the topic.
He still had a question in his mind: "By the way, you were on 52nd Street..."
… what have you been doing for so long
Before Lin Jie's words came out, Wilde became excited: "I'll show you my results now, and I will never live up to your expectations!"
There was a horrific sound of licking and gnawing from the back of the wall, followed by a very terrifying low roar:
"Ow... woo!"