When Frost was full of doubts, suddenly his ears moved and he looked up somewhere.
Angel was still shocked by Frost's strength, and when he heard the sound of "Huh" behind him, he looked back, but saw Frost's eyes fixed, as if he saw an unknown void.
When Angel was puzzled, a ray of light emerged out of nowhere, dangling leisurely, and suspended in front of Frost.
The moment this tiny light spot appeared, it began to expand and evolve, and finally turned into a raging flame.
Looking at the flame, Angel felt as if a red light flashed in front of him.
Angel rubbed his eyes and looked at it again, only to find that there was a dynamic image in this flame. And the red light he saw before came from the image.
The image in the flame is a human figure.
This figure stands in the dark void, unable to see his specific face, gender, and clothing, the only thing that stands out is a gorgeous blood-like red scarf.
The scarf radiated a bright red light, covering half of the figure's face.
The red scarf was drawn very long, and it was floating in the void, like a wandering scarlet viper.
Angel always felt that this scarf gave him a very strange feeling. Staring at this scarf, he seemed to be dragged into a mysterious vortex in a trance.
The surroundings were dark and silent.
The soul and consciousness slowly disappeared. When Angel felt that even his most basic perception might be about to dissipate, someone suddenly coughed in the darkness.
Angel suddenly opened his eyes and found that the blood in front of him was red and his body was tightly bound.
"Let go of him, he's just an ordinary wizard in the place I borrowed." Frost's elegant and unique tone sounded in Angel's ear.
"Ordinary wizard? In my opinion, it's not ordinary at all." It was a male voice, but the nasal cavity seemed to be covered by something, and the sound was a little gruff.
Having said that, the man who spoke still put Angel down.
As the weird friction on the skin disappeared, Angel fell to the ground. Only at this moment did Angel realize that a long red scarf was tightly binding him just now.
This long red scarf came out of the image in the flame. With the untying of Angel, the scarf slowly retracted into the image again.
When the red scarf completely disappeared from the world, the black figure in the image gave Angel a cold look.
Immediately afterwards, the flame image slowly dissipated, and finally turned into a spot of light, disappearing into the void.
Angel exhaled for a long time, he could still remember the feeling of being tightly bound by the scarf before, suffocation, powerlessness, soul and consciousness sinking... Including the touch of the scarf wrapped around the skin, everything was so real.
He had absolutely no idea what was going on.
He was still talking to Frost one second ago, but this happens the next second? Who is the figure in that flame? And what about that red scarf? Also, why do you suddenly attack yourself
Angel only felt that his mind was full of doubts.
When he was puzzled, Frost's voice came into his ears: "Sorry for hurting you. However, Zorn didn't mean to kill you, he just wanted to make sure that what he said to me would not be heard by others. ."
Frost said to himself: "Zorn is a member of the Lawful Guild just like me. After I escaped from the "Reincarnation Box of the Undead", I communicated the matter here to the Lawful Guild. There is support. Zorn was sent by the Lawful Guild. He contacted me just now to confirm this mission with me. "
After Frost finished speaking, he shrugged and said, "Zorn wants to keep these things a secret, because I told you about the box of reincarnation before, so I won't hide it from you."
After listening to Angel, he understood the inside story a little, but he was still a little curious. Hearing what Frost meant, Zon was not here, but why was that scarf able to travel through the boundless time and space and bind him
Facing Angel's curiosity, Frost said with a smile: "Zorn is also a mystery hunter. Although his experience is not as rich as mine, he has also dealt with out-of-control objects. That scarf was in that mission. , a trophy he got."
"So, that red scarf is also a mystery?" Angel hesitated.
Frost nodded: "Yes, but I won't tell you the specific information. After all, it is not a mysterious thing in an orderly state. The more you know, the better it is."
Angel nodded suddenly. It is not a state of order, but it can be manipulated. Like the dark movement, it is also a mysterious thing that is half out of control.
Although Angel was still curious about the red scarf, he also knew the story of curiosity killing the cat, not to mention that Frost had previously warned that once some mysterious things got out of control, sometimes every action and one word would cause the cat to die. Even if they are separated by countless space and time, they will be dragged into the rhythm of mysterious things.
For these mysterious things, if you don't have enough strength and profound knowledge, the less you know, the safer it is.
After Frost explained: "Zorn has arrived near the small world where the Reincarnation Box is located, and my short rest this time is about to end."
"Are you planning to break into the Reincarnation Box again?" Angel asked curiously.
Frost: "This can be confirmed after discussing it with Zorn."
As he spoke, Frost stood up from his seat, stretched out his hand to lightly emptiness, and a black vortex began to take shape: "It seems that the chat with you has not been finished before, so I can only wait for the next time."
Angel originally had a lot of things about mysterious things, and hoped that Frost could give an answer, but changes always came faster than planned.
Angel said goodbye solemnly. Although he was still wary of Frost, he had to say that Frost was very helpful to him in the past few days.
Frost smiled: "I hope you will cherish it rather than make me cherish it."
Angel looked at Frost suspiciously, not knowing what he meant.
Behind Frost is the gradually forming space vortex. He stood in front of the vortex and looked at Angel quietly.
Angel only felt that Frost's eyes paused on his left earlobe, then swept across his gloved right hand, and finally settled on Angel's right eye.
"You should have many adventures." Frost stared at Angel's right eye, "However, no matter how good luck is, and no matter how fate favors you, it can't last forever."
"Everyone who has stepped through the thorns and finally became a wizard, his life experience is enough to write a magnificent epic."
"So, what you have to remember is that you may be very special in your own world, but in this general plane, you are just one of the common people."
"In order for me to have the opportunity to get back the favor you promised in the future, you'd better survive. It's not easy to survive."
"So, cherish. I'll look forward to seeing you again next time."
After Frost finished speaking, the vortex behind him had become a passage to the unknown void.
Before turning around, Frost glanced at Angel one last time.
After spending the past few days together, he discovered that Angel was hiding a lot of secrets. Including the hidden right hand and right eye, the strange soul, the imprint of the flame that carries the fluctuation of the source... and so on, these secrets are very attractive.
Even Frost, who is very restrained in curiosity, sometimes can't help but explore.
However, whenever he planned to secretly explore Angel, there was a bad omen in his heart. Always feel that things will become troublesome, and even have unforeseen consequences.
Because of this omen, Frost did not explore Angel's secrets. However, his curiosity about Angel did not weaken. As he found more hidden traces on Angel, including today's drop... On the contrary, Frost became more optimistic about Angel.
The more secrets, the deeper the cards.
"Maybe, he can really step into the mysterious realm one day?"
With this thought in mind, Frost walked into the dark whirlpool.