Although there are clothes to cover it up, in her eyes, the so-called clothes are just an extension of the soul, and they can't hide the luster of the green lines at all.
She could clearly feel that the green pattern was slowly growing with the breath of the Nightmare Realm, and finally covered the back of the Nightmare Watcher.
As long as it is a life in the nightmare world, everyone knows that this pattern means being marked.
But the meaning of the pattern itself is not something that she can know at this level. She couldn't even see who the existence corresponding to this pattern was.
Perhaps, she is the most powerful in this witch town. But in the entire Nightmare Realm system, she is just the lowest creature in the Nightmare Realm, and that's all she can perceive.
She didn't even know that in the center of this green pattern, there was an essence of soul power that was circulating.
Moreover, this soul power does not belong to Angel himself, but flows out of a wound.
This strong soul power is integrated into Angel on one side; on the other side, it is connected to an unknown place.
It is like a bright space beacon, while giving Angel a benefit, it also exposes Angel's position to the eyes of some beings.
For example, at this moment.
In the central area of Nightmare Realm, in the boundless darkness and chaos. There is a shining spot, which is slowly taking shape.
It was an area that had been sleeping for a long time, but it was slowly awakened by the pulsating power of the soul.
The original black and white manor, at this moment, slowly began to appear in color.
In this strange manor drifting in chaos, a breath suddenly escaped from a small but delicate room. And, this breathing sound is gradually increasing.
The angle of view zoomed in, but the sound of breathing came from the bed.
To be precise, it was inside the azure blue ice coffin on the bed.
creak
The ice coffin was slowly pushed away, and with the strong aroma, a slender white hand stretched out from the ice coffin.
…
Angel used the vein of gravity, and rushed out of the strange wooden house like a gust of wind.
In the fog, Angel ran for a long time. If he simply counted his current speed and time, he would have run out for at least a few hundred miles.
However, when he stopped, the wooden house appeared in front of him again.
He still did not run out of the range of the wooden house.
But what puzzled him was that the terrifying old witch did not chase him out of the wooden house.
Why didn't you catch up
When Angel was wondering, he felt pain in his back again... He was fanned to the ground by the hurricane several times. After most of the night, the pain still did not ease.
Rubbing his stinging back, Angel looked at the quiet wooden house behind him, feeling apprehensive and confused about the road ahead.
Now, if he continues to run into the fog, can he really run out? He guessed it was impossible.
But if he doesn't run, to face the old witch, does he have a chance of winning? The answer is still no.
Under such circumstances, how could he leave
The only thing he can hope for now is that Sanders discovers the anomaly here and rushes over as soon as possible. And what he can do now is to stay away from the cabin as much as possible and wait for Sanders to arrive.
As for the fact that Sanders didn't find the anomaly here and the possibility of not being able to make it, Angel didn't think about it. If even this only expectation fails, then there is really no hope.
Angel walked into the fog again.
This time, he did not use the gravity vein, but walked slowly, hoping to prolong the time.
But not long after Angel walked into the fog, the fog in the entire witch town suddenly began to swirl a lot.
A trace of surprise flashed in Angel's eyes, and when he was wondering what was going on, an unpleasant hoarse voice suddenly came from behind: "I've been marked... so what, as long as I can leave first, no one can stop me... "
As this voice appeared, violent winds blew up!
Before Angel could react, the old witch with her back hunched suddenly appeared in front of Angel.
All the dense fog blew toward the witch's body in the gust of wind.
"You can't run."
The huge breath was dense around Angel, and finally contracted a little bit.
Under such power, Angel was completely unable to move, and fell with her voice, and was carried into the air by an invisible force, even if he kept trying to use the gravitational vein to break free, he could face this level The terror exists, and he has no choice at all.
He could only watch helplessly as he was slowly dragged in front of her.
The old witch gave a grim smile.
In Angel's terrifying color, she stretched out her hands like chicken feet, and her long, dark, curved nails touched the center of Angel's eyebrows.
In an instant, a huge amount of energy began to pour inward from the center of Angel's eyebrows.
It was a wizard-level soul, forcibly pressing itself into Angel's soul!
Angel only felt that the energy in his body was resisting this invasion, but the difference in energy levels made him unable to resist. He could only watch the energy with obvious consciousness invading his soul.
Just as Angel's consciousness was slowly sinking, a strange chuckle came from behind the old witch.
The witch stopped abruptly.
Turning his head in horror, he saw that a figure dressed in gorgeous clothes suddenly appeared behind it. The long golden hair fluttered violently in the gust of wind, and the hair covered most of its face, making it impossible to see its appearance, but only the pair of scary red pupils shone brightly.
"Mian Mian Mian... Your majesty!" When the old witch saw the person who came, she immediately put away her tattered cloak, like a deflated balloon, and flew to the lonely wooden house in the distance, piercing her head. Into the painting, disappears.
After the old witch fled, Angel fell from mid-air and was half-lying on the ground.
In Angel's soul, two energies are in conflict, and the energy belonging to the witch seems to be consciously destroying the core of his soul.
The energy level gap is an insurmountable obstacle. Even if there is only a trace of witch energy, it is like a stubborn chronic disease, which cannot be removed by Angel at all, and it is still infecting his soul.
Under such circumstances, Angel's consciousness slowly began to blur.
When he was about to fall into a coma, he smelled a familiar aroma... It seemed, it was the fragrance of the Law of Purification
In this aroma, the alien energy in the body began to slowly lose its activity, and with a sharp scream, that energy began to be slowly expelled from the body as if it had lost its consciousness.
This process was not long. When the alien energy was expelled, Angel breathed a sigh of relief.
But at the same time, he consumed a lot of soul power to expel the alien energy, and the strong sense of weakness made him fall into a coma again.
Just before Angel fell into a coma, he faintly felt a cold hand pulling him.
…
On the other side of witch town.
When the thick fog swirled and the wind began to rage, Sanders walked out of a small chapel with a look of surprise on his face.
The dense fog is gradually fading and shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye. This is the first time he has encountered such a situation after entering this Nightmare Realm for countless times.
Did something go wrong
The fading of the dense fog made Sanders' energy induction begin to strengthen. At this time, a huge breath suddenly came from afar.
Sanders raised his head sharply: "Hey, this is... the breath of a wizard?"
No, at least a wizard's breath on the road to true knowledge? !
Why, there are true wizards here
Accompanied by this powerful breath, there is also a weak law breath like a stream of interest... If it were someone else, it might not be recognized. But Sanders' witchcraft garden, the law is almost the same as the law that came, so he reacted almost instantly that this is the vein of gravity.
When he felt the vein of gravity, Sanders' face changed, and a thought rose in his heart: Something happened to Angel!
Without any hesitation, Sanders took a step towards the center of the energy vortex he sensed. Without the dense fog, the landscape of Witch Town gradually became clear. Under such circumstances, Sanders could clearly see many things that he could not see before.
For example, Sanders saw a cabin he had never seen before, but it was full of the atmosphere of a true wizard.
And the position of Angel that he sensed came from behind the cabin.
After discovering Angel's location, Sanders felt a bit of absurdity in his heart.
Obviously, he and Flora have cleaned this area almost, but why is there an unexpected wooden house? What's even more ridiculous is that Angel is actually near that wooden house
It seems that every time Angel enters the nightmare world, there will be an accident. The last time I went to Naruo City, I fell directly into the sewers, and met the terrifying Demon Food Flower and him in his youth; this time, Angel actually went to a wooden house they had never seen before, and there was still a Remains of the breath of a powerful True Wisdom sorcerer? !
Is this Angel's bad luck? Or is it the effect of the Nightmare Soul
Sanders doesn't know, he can only do his best to rush to the center of the energy vortex now, because he can clearly feel the strong malice in the wizard's breath, even more intense than the malice of some chaotic wizards and ravaging wizards .
I don't know what Angel got into.
But when Sanders rushed to the vicinity of the hut with all his strength, he saw a "tattered cloak" swirling and rushed into the hut.
The strong malice he felt came from the cloak.
The moment after the cloak entered the wooden house, all the malicious aura around him disappeared.
Sanders didn't take care of the cabin and the cloak, but quickly moved to the back of the cabin.
When Sanders rushed over, his pupils shrank slightly, what was that...