The corpse of the soft worm that I saw before is still in the nest.
This soft worm is not a deformed soft worm, it is white and plump and looks very fluffy. But when Angel squeezed it a little, he found that there was only one layer of skin left, and all the liquid inside was sucked away by the dream weavers.
Although it is dead, at least it can be roughly inferred from this soft worm that other eggs may be able to break out of their shells as long as they are nourished by more essence and blood.
When Angel took out the worm nest, he decided to record the changes of the soft worm eggs in Akso's blood.
He took out a small cup of Akso's blood essence, poured it into the eggs, and put the nest on the desk, ready to observe and record at any time.
However, in order to prevent the eggs from breaking out of their shells without his knowledge, Angel set up an illusion near the nest to make sure everything was safe.
Just after the Insect Nest was over, Angel suddenly raised his head and looked out the window.
It was pitch black outside the window, and only the shadows of the trees could be seen by the light of the oil lamps in the distance.
Angel walked to the window, opened the window, and the cool night wind immediately swept into the house. He frowned as the cold wind blew, and there wasn't anything he imagined outside.
He felt that there seemed to be sight prying outside the window before, which was a sudden spiritual sense, so he suddenly looked out the window.
Although he didn't see anything, Angel never felt that there was no purpose.
"With that person's ability, it's not difficult to spy on me without being discovered." Angel pondered in his heart that only one person in the entire Pat Manor has this ability.
He didn't know what Eureka was spying on him, but the feeling made him uncomfortable.
Even if he doesn't have anything invisible now, he doesn't want to be spied on.
Angel closed the window, shut Ye Feng out of the window, and sat back at the table. At the same time, a faint nightmare slowly rose from his body, and finally slowly covered the entire study...
Eureka was sitting on the balcony on the third floor of the stilted building at this time. Originally, some orchids were planted on the balcony, but at this time, Eureka replaced them with bright red roses.
She was originally looking at the night sky, but when Angel closed the window, she slowly closed her eyes.
"The perception is sharp, almost at the level of a half-step wizard." Eureka laughed suddenly, looking at the bright starry sky in the sky, and whispered: "Little Hongmao, a mortal who has only been out for three years, is now strong. Don't you think it's strange to be close to a half-step wizard, with a gravity vein, and with space props... Such a person?"
Eureka seemed to be talking to herself, but after a while, a huge rose suddenly bloomed slowly on the balcony... In the center of the rose bud, sat a red-haired doll. At this moment, the doll suddenly Open your eyes:
"Kill him, torture the soul. Or catch him, and ask with mysticism." A cold voice came out of the doll's mouth.
Eureka shook her head: "He is a disciple of the illusionist master, and, most importantly... He comes from a barbaric cave."
The red-haired doll fell silent, and after a while: "If you don't want to do it, wait for my body to come back and let me do it."
"He's your apprentice's younger brother, can you bear to feel so high?"
"If you want to gain a foothold in the wizarding world, you must learn to let go of emotional bonds." The red-haired doll pondered.
Eureka sighed: "Every wizard's path is different. Using his own path to define other people's path deprives him of his plasticity. And, don't forget, you also have a sister."
The red-haired doll fell silent and did not speak for a long time.
Eureka stretched her back and turned her eyes to Angel's castle again: "He is now surrounded by a strange illusion, and with my current spiritual cultivation level, I can't break through... Master of Illusionists. Disciple, the level of illusion is really good."
After Eureka finished speaking, she waved her hand, the rosebuds slowly closed, and the red-haired puppet closed her eyes.
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Angel was in the nightmare realm at this time, sitting in front of the luxurious round table, took out the holographic tablet, and carefully picked up the books he had recorded from the nightmare realm or the Sanders library.
He only had two years at most, and he had to find a way to keep Jon alive before his life was over.
This is a small half month.
If it wasn't for Leon's sudden visit, Angel might still be immersed in it.
"You see your face is pale, almost bloodless. It's not good to stay in the study all the time. I'll take you out hunting in a few days?" Gore is a stark contrast.
Half a month of sleeplessness made Angel feel a little tired, but in the face of Lyon's invitation, he still shook his head: "Time is running out, I need to clarify my thoughts."
Leon glanced at the scrap paper piled up on the table, and sighed softly: "Have you ever thought, if you can't find a way to save Jon?"
"In half a year, if I still have nothing. I will seek help from other wizards."
This is what Angel thought early on.
Anyway, Jon's existence has been exposed.
If he can't save him, his mentor might have a way. Even if he can't get in touch with the mentor, Greya can do it. No matter how bad it is... Master Midora is willing to ask.
What Angel wanted most in his heart was to research it himself, or to contact Sanders' mentor. Based on what he knew about his mentor, even for the sake of Nightmare Realm, Sanders should be on his side.
Others are just the remaining helpless options.
"Actually, there will always be a day when people die..." Leon wanted to persuade, but before he could say anything, Angel interrupted.
"I won't. If my brother also embarks on the path of pursuing the truth, you will not die." After Angel finished speaking, without waiting for Leon to respond, he directly changed the subject: "My brother came to find me, except for asking me to hunt. , there must be other things, right?"
Leon wanted to continue talking about Jon's topic, but in the end he followed Angel's wishes: "In the past two weeks, 33 refugees have been arrested in Gru Town, among them 15 with sneak criminal records. Man, I plan to execute the three most thorny people tomorrow according to the sentencing, and I will whip the others and send them back to the refugee camp... Tomorrow, I would like to invite you to go with me."
Angel shook his head and refused: "I won't go, but I want to know, how will you resettle the refugees after being beaten with a mallet?"
Lyon was silent for a long time: "Others are also innocent victims of the war. If they want to leave, I will give them a certain amount of dry food to allow them to leave. If they are willing to surrender, they can be granted the status of renters and allow them to build houses in Gru Town. Take root."
Angel did not comment on Lyon's statement, but continued to ask: "What is the response from Watford, and they insist on diverting refugees to Gru Town?"
Lyon nodded with a worried look on his face: "Yes, the news brought back by Jordan said that Watford is now overcrowded outside, and too many refugees are pouring in, there is no way but to divert."
Angel thought for a while: "There are more and more people in Nagelu Town. Can you handle these refugees?"
"The place in Gru Town is quite large, so the resettlement is no problem, but the problem of rations is very troublesome. Moreover, the more refugees there are, the more thorns there will be." Leon couldn't help shaking his head and sighing when he thought of this.
Angel: "The problem of rations, if you really can't help, you can go to the moon lily of the valley elf. As a flower demon, it is an instinctive talent to spawn ordinary plants. However, solving the problem of rations in this way is likely to breed human greed. "
Leon pondered, if the problem of food rations can really be solved, it would be a blessing. However, as Ingres said, man is a complex animal, which may degenerate from good to evil, from innocence to greed in a single thought.
Even if rations are given for free, there is a possibility of malicious greed in exchange.
"Then how do I choose?"
Angel shrugged and said with a smile: "Actually, you can choose to avoid the world. I can help you set up an illusion outside Gru Town. If mortals stop, there will be no worries."
"What about other than that?"
"Give them constraints." Angle paused, he knew that Leon understood what he meant, and he also knew what Leon wanted to say, so he added: "Don't be too kind, the war will end one day."
Seeing Leon still looking distressed, Angel sighed and put down the pen in his hand: "No matter what choice you make, I will support you."
Leon sighed, "Well, I'll think about it."
Leon left, but Angel remembered what Jon had said before: "A soldier with an iron camp and flowing water". Today's refugees are just that unintentional flow of water, Gru Town will always stay in place, and if the refugees are not restrained, they will eventually flow away. Too kind, but at the expense of himself.
On the other side, Leon came to Sheriff George's house after a moment of contemplation.
"I thought about it, it's a little inappropriate to give refugees the status of renters, it's better to change it to..."
"Slave?!" George suddenly exclaimed.
"It's not a complete slave status. As much as you get in Gru Town, you have to pay five times the reward. After the reward is over, you can re-apply for citizenship."
George hesitated for a moment: "Actually, I don't think they would be willing to stay even if they were given the status of renters."
"Why?"
"I got news this morning that General Munn was killed on the North Oil Coast."
The North Oil Coast, on the edge of the province of Jammeh. The reason why so many refugees choose to go to Jamei province is because the army of the Mengen family, the backbone of the empire, is based here. If even General Mengen has suffered a defeat, or even died here, then these refugees will naturally not. Willing to stay in Jammeh province.
George looked worried: "Actually, I was planning to report to the Viscount before, but I haven't seen the maid of Mana grow up today... Sir, should we tell the townspeople and choose to retreat?"
Leon shook his head: "No, follow my previous instructions and continue to do it."
"Then if the province of Jamme falls, our town of Gru..."
"Gru Town will be fine, I assure you." Leon said firmly.
George was stunned for a while, and suddenly remembered the moonlight rain made by Angel half a month ago, as well as the miraculous handwriting, and suddenly understood.