The response Angel received was Fafner's cold glance.
At the same time, there was also a gust of insolent wind, which blew a faint pain in his cheeks.
Angel sighed secretly in his heart. He didn't say that he couldn't follow him. He even hoped that Fafnir could go with him. After all, Fafnir's fighting power was obvious. With Fafnir's strength shocking, usually Xiao Xiao would not dare to provoke him.
But Fafnir didn't seem to mean to go with him, just following him from a distance. Even if Angel was in danger, she just watched from a distance.
Angel did not understand what Fafner meant.
Want to see how ants survive in the abyss? Or, are you going to write a human observation diary
No matter how much you murmur in your heart, you can't get an answer. Angel could only shake his head, keep walking, just follow, anyway, she won't kill him now, right
When Angel flew towards the cross-layer door, Fafnir hesitated for a moment, but followed.
The reason why Fafnir followed Angel was just to know why Odecklas would entrust such a task to a human apprentice? Even gave him a flame mark.
Moreover, Fafner is also very clear that she wants to see Odecklas, and the other party will definitely not want to see her. But if Angel can complete Odecras's mission and gain his friendship, can Audeclas see her
Because of such an expectation, Fafner decided to follow Angel to take a look.
Besides, she has no other urgent business at the moment.
In the canyon where the clouds and mist gather, Angel stood in front of a gate about 20 meters high.
The dark door, which was hidden in the clouds and mist, came with a mysterious and magnificent momentum.
This is the second time he has come to this cross-layer gate. Looking at the carvings of various strange monsters on the facade, Angel still felt shocked. Especially when he glimpsed the glyph of the abyss dragon, Angel secretly looked back at Fafnir. Although the color was different, the appearance was very similar to Fafnir's real body.
Fafnir didn't feel anything at all. At most, she put her eyes on the single eye lingering in the black mist at the top of the gate.
Through these eyes, she seemed to be able to see a demon god, in the ancient time and space, raised a huge head and quietly looked at her.
"Another immortal guy." Fafner cursed in his heart.
Angel was about to cross this door, however, he found that he overestimated himself... He couldn't open the door.
There is a setting for the cross-level door. If you want to open the door, you must at least have the strength to enter the back of the door. And behind this door is the third floor of the abyss. Going to the third floor of the abyss with Angel's strength is basically courting death, and naturally the door cannot be opened.
After standing awkwardly in front of the closed door for a few minutes, Angel walked towards Fafnir sullenly.
Fafnir sneered. In fact, there is another way to the third floor of the abyss. There is no gate for strength testing. When she took Angel to Ice Valley, it was the way she took.
Unexpectedly, when Angel went to the third floor this time, he actually walked through this cross-floor door.
This is what he deserves.
"Respected Lord Fafnir, I wonder if I can do a small favor for the humble human being?" Angel sneered and walked to Fafnir's side.
Fafnir just looked at Angel steadily, with a strong sense of ridicule in his eyes.
Speechless for a while.
Just when Angel thought that Fafnir would not help, he could only divert to another way. Fafnir stepped forward suddenly, stretched out his hand in front of the door, and pushed it gently.
The locked door was pushed open in an instant.
"Human, put away your disgusting expression, I'm not doing you a favor, because I also want to go to the third floor." Fafnir turned around, looked at Angel with a thankful face, and snorted coldly.
Fafner's vicious tongue is not a matter of one or two days. Since meeting Fafner, her sense of superiority has never fallen to the cloud. So Angel didn't care about the disgust in her tone, she still scolded her, and I thanked me.
After thanking, Angel hurried past before the door was closed.
Behind the door is a vast snow field on the third floor of the abyss.
Angel still remembered the route Sinaifa took last time, flying in the direction of Nierting Winter Palace. Not surprisingly, Fafner also followed.
When he passed by Nierting Winter Palace, he did not enter it, but chose a direction and continued to fly forward.
He plans to go to the Silent Shore.
The task given to him by Audecras was to get the Fire Stone. And, he pointed out a way to go to the demon city Rasudran to find a half-blood demon.
Although at present, it seems that he only has such a path, it does not mean that he has to follow this path.
He plans to go to the resting place to find Balalaika.
He remembered that Balalaika was a trader, and maybe there was something for her there.
Fafnir, who was following behind Angel, was still thinking about which route Angel would choose to go to Castlevania, but as Angel progressed, her brows slowly wrinkled.
The chosen route made Fafnir also feel puzzled, and if he went further, it was the direction of the silent Dead Sea.
What did he do in the silent Dead Sea? Could it be that he was going to ask the Doom Rider to help his bird relieve the calamity
Fafnir was at a loss, until Angel stopped in front of a stone tablet, and her doubts were slowly solved.
There is an inscription on the stone tablet: Brigade of the Undead, Resting Place.
When Angel saw this stone tablet, he felt a little uneasy in his heart. Although he knew that Balalaika was a businessman, he also knew that Balalaika hated humans.
He didn't know if he could leave safely after entering the resting place.
Moreover, without the revival sand, he did not know whether Balalaika was willing to make a deal with him.
He can only try.
Angel took a deep breath, raised his foot and stepped over the stone tablet.
In an instant, day and night changed. The drowsy day outside, as if being blown away by the wind, turned into a dark and silent night.
Reuniting with the night again, the change in Angel's heart was completely opposite to the last time.
Sanders once said that the sea here is not the sea now; the night here is not the night now. They were all frozen in time, the last night before the fall of the gods.
Looking up at the sky, there are no stars and no clouds.
It is obviously just an ordinary night, but because it is the longest night in the old world, it has a heavy sense of history.
There was a sound of footsteps beside him, it was Fafnir.
"I didn't expect you to come looking for this profiteer." Fafner's cold snort sounded in Angel's ear: "I advise you to leave. What she wants is not something you can afford."
Angel: "I just want to try."
Now that he has entered the resting place, Angel naturally has no plans to retreat. Whether it works or not, he has to try it.
Angel walked to the cemetery not far away. The cemetery was still very quiet, with occasional phosphorous flames floating around.
Don't look at the empty space, but Angel knows that under this land, there are many bones of the undead brigade sleeping.
He walked very lightly, as if he wanted to use this method so as not to disturb the sleeping bones.
When he turned a quiet path, Angel saw the small bar that opened deep in the cemetery. Lonely lights, the occasional drapery that was lifted up by the wind, and the looming female catkins in the bar.
It was almost the same as the original scene, except this time, there were two more figures at the entrance of the bar.
When Angel approached, he realized that one of the two figures at the door was a tomb knight, and the other was a man with a bow tie and a close-fitting dress.
Saying "people" is just Angel's first impression. When he saw the ferocious double horns with spiral patterns on the man's forehead, he knew that he guessed wrong, he was not a human, but a half-blood demon.
However, it was hard for Angel to believe that he was dressed like a half-blood demon.
On the contrary, it is like the steward who manages an entire noble manor.
"Stian, the innkeeper doesn't want to see you, please go back." The grave knight's low humming voice came from his helmet.
The half-blood demon known as Stian first glanced at Angel with his eyes, and his gaze fixed on the flame mark on his earlobe and Angel's dark eyes for a moment, and then turned his head. Look to the grave knight.
He evoked an elegant smile: "Lord Knight, my surname is Stian Trofer, Stian is just the most irrelevant part of my surname, you can call me my full name, or just Trofer alone. So can Phil. Also, I just want to impress the charming Ms. Balalaika with my sincerity."
A sarcastic laughter came from the tomb knight's visor: "Stian is the surname your mother gave you, Trofer is the cheap name given to you by the Sheep Demon, and you actually disdain your mother's family name. Looking at it, it really is a disgusting bastard."
Stian did not change his expression due to the insults of the grave knight, and still maintained a delicate and elegant smile. The curvature of the corners of his lips, the frequency of blinking, and even the control of his facial muscles seemed to have been carefully calculated.
"Although I am indeed a mixed blood of Neias and demons, but I remember that the undead brigade is also composed of half-blood demons, right?" Stian said, you and I are actually the same, you call me a bastard, you Pretty much the same.
The grave knight sneered: "At least, I won't be a pawn of the devil."
After the grave knight finished speaking, he ignored Sian. This difficult guy was driven away again and again, and came in again and again, just to stay here and hope that Balalaika could see him.
Moreover, Stian wanted Balalaika to see him, not for his own sake, but for the goat devil who nicknamed him "Trofer".
Sheep Demon didn't dare to come by himself, so he asked Sian to come for him.
The Neia family, however, had an old relationship with Balalaika. Even though Balalaika was unwilling to make a deal with Stian, for the sake of the Neia family, he did not force him to be driven out.
The grave knight ignored Sian and let him stand gracefully in front of the bar as a doorman.
He turned his head and looked at Angel.
Although Angel deliberately modified the features of his eyes, the grave knight still recognized his face. If it was anyone else, he would probably have driven him out at this time, but Angel's words... need to be another matter.
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