Before Angel went to open the light screen, he heard a rustling sound behind him. Looking back, I saw that Greya had created a dark fairytale-style throne of spades out of nowhere.
Greya leaned lazily on the throne, playing with a few spades playing cards in her hand. She seemed to be leisurely, but her attention was on the light screen.
"Is it necessary..." Angel looked at Greia, who had already started, and there were countless complaints in his heart.
"You don't understand." Greya covered her flaming red lips with playing cards, her eyes flashing with a dim light of unknown emotions.
"I don't understand, but don't you think this style of seating doesn't match my study?" Angel couldn't help reminding.
Greya turned her head and looked at it. Angel's study was a typical traditional aristocratic style. It was basically a dark ochre color, and occasionally a bright red mahogany color, which was rare. Indeed, her throne of spades does not match.
After thinking for a while, Greya looked at Angel: "Help me, my illusion can maintain itself well, if the background, it may be seen by Lydia."
"Why does it have to be like this?"
Greya didn't answer, she still used "you don't understand" to perfunctory Angel.
Angel looked at Greya's persistence, sighed deeply, raised his foot slightly, and stepped on the ground heavily. An energy ripple was instantly generated under his feet, spreading to the entire study like an air wave.
Greya only felt that the world around her became dim in a blink of an eye. She turned her head and found that the surrounding area had become a dark church covered with rose patterns. The throne of spades was right in front of the church. Behind it is a religious flower window with a black background.
It looks weird but solemn, which perfectly fits Greia's throne style.
"Thank you." Greya smiled at Angel, and then in the next second, she immediately put away her smile and put on an indifferent look.
It seems that Greya is ready to "fight" Lydia.
Angel turned on the light screen, and when the light screen flashed a figure, Greya raised her head slightly, with a subtle invincibility in her eyes.
"Huh? Isn't this Greya? You've changed back to your previous appearance? In fact, I think your appearance a while ago looked even better." An old male voice came from the light screen.
Not Lydia? Gloria lowered her head to take a closer look, only to find that Midora with orange-red withered hair appeared on the screen.
"Where are you, it looks like a church..." Midora's voice continued to come, Angel noticed that Greya's eyes could hardly hold back, he quickly stood in front of the light screen, Briefly explain why you want to set the scene.
Midora was stunned for a moment, and didn't seem to understand what Gloria was thinking. However, a gentle female voice came from Midora: "Greya did the right thing, just leave it alone."
Angel: "Mrs. Yelia is there?"
Midora stroked her beard and nodded: "She took Tuya to buy tickets for Charlie's magic show, and when she knew I was at the signal tower, she stopped by to find me."
As soon as Midora's voice fell, a fat-headed and fat-brained little boy rushed to the center of the light screen.
This little fat man with totem paint on his face is Tuya.
Tuya's short fat fingers pointed at the playing cards in Greya's hand, her eyes sparkling: "It's playing cards! I want playing cards too!"
As soon as Tuya finished speaking, Angel saw a pair of well-maintained hands stretched out from the side, grabbed Tuya's back collar, and lifted him out of the light screen. At the same time, Mrs. Yeliya's voice of teaching Tuya was vaguely heard.
"Don't pay attention to them and get back to business." Midora didn't look at Tuya on the side, but looked at Angel: "I contacted the Farwens family for you just now, they said to prepare, wait. I will directly connect to you through the signal tower here."
Angel nodded clearly. That is to say, the No. 1 signal tower of the Sky Machine City will serve as a medium to connect him with the Farwens family, which is a routine operation when both parties do not know how to communicate with each other's signal towers.
Angel: "What did they say to prepare?"
Midora shook her head: "Who knows, it's probably going to call Lydia."
When Midora was talking, a sound of "dong dong dong" came from the other side of the light screen, Midora looked down and said, "The Farwens family has contacted me, I will transfer now. to you?"
Angel nodded: "Okay."
As soon as the voice fell, the light screen made a "呲" sound, and the screen jumped.
A fiery red appeared in the center of the light screen. In this fiery red, there were vague petals. Angel was just about to take a closer look at the specific situation. Greia, who was behind her, suddenly tapped Angel's shoulder.
When he looked back, he saw Greya stretched out her index finger, pointing to the side.
The meaning is obvious, let him get out of the way.
Angel thought for a while. Anyway, regarding the transaction of the eyeless man Houston, Greia still needs to negotiate. It doesn't matter if he is here or not.
Thinking of this, Angel stepped aside and gave Greya his vision.
Angel stood on the side and could still see the scene on the light screen. He just felt that he had vaguely seen the petals, and it was true that when the fiery red light slowly dissipated, a red lotus garden under the fiery red glow appeared in front of Angel.
When Angel saw the contents of the screen clearly, he suddenly understood Greya's previous obsession.
Because, Lydia's side is more flamboyant than Gloria...
Lydia was wearing a fiery red dress, barefoot, leaning lazily in the red lotus garden. Her makeup was as thick as that of a ghost who had just sucked blood. With the scarlet blood glow and the countless blooming red lotuses in the garden, there was a strange beauty.
The petals kept fluttering in the wind, and Lydia was like a bewitching charm in the rain of flowers, her every move was gorgeous.
Angel: "..."
He had seen Lydia before, although it was indeed arrogant and vicious, but he had never seen such exaggeration
At this moment, Greya gave Angel a look: now you understand? It's not that I want to do this, but that I can't lose.
"Isn't this Greya? I remember that I contacted Angel, why..." Lydia's voice came from the light screen.
"I'm contacting you for what, I believe Ms. Lydia should understand. The eyeless man is about Greya, so I won't show up. Let Greya talk to you." Angel was by the side. whispered.
A trace of untraceable disappointment flashed in Lydia's eyes, but she quickly covered it up and focused on Greya: "Speaking of which, I heard a rumor about you."
"Oh?" Gloria was still playing with poker, and she casually glanced at her.
Lydia: "I heard that you used other images before. According to rumors, your body was lost?"
The meaning inside and outside the words is obviously to say that Gloria's current image is fake.
Greya smiled indifferently: "It doesn't matter if the body is lost or not. Even if I don't use that body, I can still go my way as a wizard, and it won't affect my creation."
"As for the image, which image makes me most comfortable, and which image I use naturally. Instead of deliberately creating an image."
Lydia narrowed her eyes: "Really?"
"of course."