Douglas looked at Anglo, who had been silent.
"Professor Anglo, didn't you say earlier that as long as someone can come out, you can infer more things? Now, the disciple of Lord Illusionary Demon has met your conditions."
Anglo didn't reply, but Heloline, the 'moray girl' beside him, said with a sneer, "Who believes one side's words? Lexa said that Angel had come out, so bring him here. Don't bring him here, Professor How can we get more data?"
Lexxa narrowed her eyes and looked at Heloline with a sinister look.
Douglas ignored Heloline and continued to look at Anglo.
Anglo waved to Heloline: "Angol did come out, I just saw it with the eyes of a wizard."
Rexxar's eyes flashed, "So you put the sorcerer's eye secretly hidden in the dragon's blood branch? I heard that you strongly advocated for everyone to leave at the beginning. Interested in the realm of darkness?"
"What do you want to say is the mysterious thing? I am not interested in the mysterious thing you say, but I am interested in some image behind the dark realm that can interfere with the strings of the world..." Anglo rolled his glasses, A reflection flashed across the lens.
After Anglo responded to Lexa briefly, he turned to Douglas and said, "Actually, when I saw Angel, there was already a pluck."
"However, the result of plucking the strings is still the same sentence." Anglo showed the wooden board in his hand. On the parchment on the top of the wooden board, there was still a text written in blood:
—'It will be reduced to a source of darkness, and a dangerous lair. '
Douglas glanced at Pine and said, "Anglo didn't lie. Judging from the quality of the blood, it did appear recently."
After Anglo showed this sentence, he then said: "However, although the words have not changed, the feeling that this sentence gives me has changed a little."
"I can't say what the specific changes are. Maybe there are some changes in Sleepless City. The only one who can give us the answer is probably Your Excellency Illusory Demon...or his disciple Angel."
Pine stepped forward: "Since Angel can come and go freely, can we also..."
Anglo shook his head: "Instead of asking me this question, it is better to ask Lord Mirage. According to some indications, Lord Mirage should come out soon. Speaking of which, I would also like to know what the secret behind this is."
For a while, everyone was silent. Looking at the dark realm, he sighed deeply.
…
While the wizards on the outside waited for them to come out in doubt, so did the people inside.
Angel flew into the air, looking at the city that was gradually losing its vitality, and his heart was also full of doubts.
The Queen is on tour, what is she asking for? What is the significance of this place, called an outpost by Yorkshire, to the Queen of Nightmare Realm? Also, what is the future of this city that has fallen into loneliness
These are unsolved mysteries for Angel. Although he knew that he couldn't get any answers now, he felt like there was an itching spoon in his heart, which made him more curious about the truth the more he wanted to pretend he didn't care.
He even had the urge to run to the central area to fool Frog.
In the end, he restrained himself. Yorkshire had already shown doubts about him. Although Sanders used his words to resist at that time, the contact was too frequent, and it was inevitable that he would still reveal his faults. After all, although he bears the name of "Sharapova", he has no real "Sharapova". What's more, he also took advantage of Sharapova's name.
Angel restrained his thoughts, but the speculation about the nightmare world was still far away. Every time he cleared the fog, he found that there was a bigger mystery waiting for him. One after another, it seemed like it would never end.
This kind of feeling made him very uncomfortable. He is now a chess piece, and he is still a chess piece that cannot see the situation clearly.
There are only two ways to escape the fate of a chess piece. First, never go to Nightmare Realm for a lifetime. This is obviously impossible. Most of his current strength is due to the nightmare world. Even if he can really do this, Sanders will not let him shrink in the turtle shell forever.
The second way is to improve your own strength. When it is elevated to a place that even the chess master cannot control, it is natural to escape from fate.
He has actually embarked on this road now, but he is still a long way from escaping his fate.
Angel looked at the swirling vortex in the sky, his emotions floated in his eyes, and finally turned into a long sigh.
"Angel-"
There was a shout from the ground, Angel lowered his head, and saw Shan smiled at him, and then waved abruptly.
Angel rubbed his temples. The reason why he ran into the sky was because he didn't want to hear gossip between girls. Although Nausicaa is not a gossip person, but she is inconvenient to move now, and she has to comfort Shan without a trace, so she is also eager to "chat" with Shan. Angel stayed among them, and it felt like there were hundreds of ducks quacking in his ears.
After landing, Angel yawned and pretended to be tired: "What's wrong?"
Shan jumped up happily.
Angel actually wants to complain. After Ganke is gone, Shan seems to be unable to walk, either jumping or jumping. Although you look like a child, your real age is already dozens of years old!
"It's nothing, I just want to find you to come down and chat because of your deep face in the sky." Shan wanted to jump up to hold Angel's arm, but Angel was one step faster than her, and he slipped out of shape. flew into the air.
"Let's chat, I'm a little sleepy. I haven't rested for several days. I'm going to find a place to rest." Angel said, and was about to turn around and leave.
"Ah-"
At this moment, a shrill scream cut through the sky.
Angel was stunned immediately, looking at the place where the sound was coming from, not far from them - the chapel? !
Nausicaa also limped over, still breathing smoke, but her expression was suspicious: "No, I went into the chapel before and didn't see anyone?"
"It sounds like it came from the top floor of the chapel. Have you been to the top floor?" Angel looked at the minaret of the chapel. He couldn't see it clearly in the dark, but he could vaguely see the statue of the Goddess of Prayer and the mottled colored window grilles.
"I walked around the prayer hall without going upstairs. This pipe was found in the confessional," Nausicaa said.
"Why don't we go in and have a look, it's fine now anyway." Shan showed curiosity.
Angel glanced at Nausicaa, who nodded slightly to him, and then made a small circle to his ear.
Obviously, Nausicaa couldn't bear the pain of chatting with San.
Angel smiled in a low voice: "Okay, go up and have a look."
This is a chapel built for mortals, and every weekend believers come to pray for their families.
The first thing they saw when they walked into the chapel was the statue of the goddess of prayer in the center of the hall. This is a fictitious god. Seeing that the following teachings preach the truth, goodness and beauty, it is estimated that it is some means by which the City of Sleepless controls mortals. Although Angel is somewhat noncommittal about such a religion, compared to the madmen who believe in the abyss demon god, this fictional god is better, at least it won't cause trouble to others.
The huge chapel was empty, except for the echo of their footsteps.
After a while, they came to the third-floor corridor.
The third floor is the top floor, with only the bishop's own office and a slightly larger "listening room". The so-called listening room is actually a place where the bishop declares that he can listen to the will of the goddess of prayer.
The door of the listening room is tightly closed, and the door of brown and mahogany is engraved with various auspicious patterns, or wings, or holy light, or mountain springs representing life.
"There seems to be movement inside." Shan said.
Angel hesitated for a moment, with a strange look on his face: "Indeed, there is movement inside... If there is no accident, it should be the nest of parasites."
As Angel's voice fell, both Shan and Nausicaa heard a familiar sound coming from the door.
Insect chirping.
Angel and Shan didn't react to these insects, but Nausicaa's face turned pale instantly. She was not parasitized by parasites from beginning to end, but she was hanging on top of the parasite's nest all the time, so she knew He knew how terrifying those parasites were.
"Don't worry." Angel whispered to Nausicaa.
Nausicaa smiled, and a puff of smoke came out of her mouth: "I've actually fallen to the point of being comforted by you."
Angel raised his eyebrows, why did he sound a little wrong? What a look of being underestimated.
Nausicaa put away her pipe, as if she had made up her mind, and pushed open the door directly.
As soon as the door opens.
They saw a huge nest by accident, but their attention was not on the nest, but above the nest.
Although they didn't say it directly before, they all guessed in their hearts that since there is a nest here, there may be people who have been taken captive. Moreover, maybe the screaming scream was from the captive man.
Therefore, after entering the door, their eyes were unified over the nest.
If they guessed, a tattered, blood-stained man was hanging in the air. The golden thread passed through his body and fell into the vast void.
Whether they met the green-haired woman, Gan Ke, or Nausicaa before, the colorful dragonflies had been dormant in their nests. But this man was different. His body was covered with colorful dragonflies. As long as he moved, the colorful dragonflies began to peck and bite him.
You know, this is the colorful dragonfly of hundreds of apprentice peaks. This man actually endured for so long, and he was still bound by the golden thread.
"This kind of treatment..." Angel secretly said in his heart: "At least it's an official wizard."
Just when they were surprised, the man in midair suddenly opened his eyes and looked at them:
"who are you?"