The black fire in the distance spreads over the cracked earth, and the weak force field is eroding every vitality in the flesh. The plump skin gradually withered and withered, and the eyes were blurred. The only thing I saw was a huge black shadow, roaring frantically.
The purple fire full of strange power shook out from the shadow.
One of the flames fell in front of him. In an instant, a burning sensation spreads all over the body
Angel suddenly opened his eyes.
The moment he opened his eyelids, he saw a fat, fat face with a surprised and flustered expression on his face.
Before Angel began to explore the meaning of his expression, he felt a scorching heat all over his body. He turned over suddenly, rolled off the metal operating table, and knocked over a dry experimental tool to the ground.
Only then did Angel realize that he was lying on an operating table before. There is a scorching flame burning below, but at this time the flame is quietly fading away, and the source of the fading flame is Blufin's finger.
Angel stood up and looked at Brufin with alert eyes.
He was lying on the operating table, there were flames under the operating table, and the various experimental tools he knocked over all indicated something.
Brufen's eyes kept wandering, humming a little song, as if it had nothing to do with him. However, his eyes did not dare to meet Angel's eyes.
"What are you going to do?" Angel looked at Bruffin coldly.
Only then did Bruffin look directly at Angel, and shrug a little embarrassingly: "I didn't do anything."
"Then why am I here, eh? Operating table?"
"I'm just watching you fall asleep, so I can help you find a place where you can stretch your feet. Isn't the operating table more spacious?" Blufin coughed twice and said dryly.
Angel's gaze turned to the flames under the operating table. At this time, the flames had been extinguished by Blufin, but the heat still remained.
Brufen didn't wait for Angel to ask, and continued: "It's a little cold on the operating table, I'll help you warm it up a bit and sleep more comfortably."
"You think I'll believe it?"
"If you don't believe it, see for yourself. You are wearing good clothes, but I didn't do anything." Blufin continued to quibble, and his expression looked righteous.
What he said was indeed the truth. When he was about to do something, Angel suddenly woke up.
The clothes on Angel's body were indeed not damaged, and he felt it himself, and there was no strange feeling on his body. Bruffin may be telling the truth. Of course, it does not rule out that something has been done, and he did not find it.
In any case, Bruffin's previous actions were definitely not good-natured.
Angel didn't speak, his mind was spinning quickly, thinking about what happened before.
He still remembered that Bruffin brought him back to continue showing off his alchemical works. Angel also touted it at the right time, so that Bluffn missed a lot of dry goods while being proud.
Why did he fall asleep
Angel remembered that when Blufin finished his introduction, he once again stood at the door of the mysterious cubicle.
Before going to the Frost Moon Bar, Angel found that there seemed to be a huge figure in the cubicle, and something like an octopus tentacle dancing.
That gigantic level is several times larger than the giant-eyed evil god Nayaft outside.
Angel thought that Bruffin was going to open the door to introduce the creatures in the cubicle, but Bruffin didn't, just simply said: "There is an experimental sample I am working on. No introduction."
It doesn't matter to Angel. His curiosity was not that heavy.
But just as Bruffin took Angel away, there was a change in the door.
Bruffin called out "Oops", and the next second, a strange melody came out from the door. Before Angel could react, he felt his eyelids begin to droop.
I just remember that before falling asleep, the last thought in my mind was "this is like a flute", and then I fell into a black and sweet dream.
The next thing was a strange dream, in which he was burned by fire, and he was also woken up.
Seeing Angel's eyes becoming clear from a trance, Bruffin immediately said, "I didn't do anything anyway, it's all just a misunderstanding, and I don't wake up much earlier than you."
Operating tables, flames, experimental tools... If it was a misunderstanding, Angel would not believe it at all.
But what can he do? Bruffin is also an official wizard. As an apprentice, he is naturally shorter than others.
"Lord Blufin, since I'm fine, I'll leave first." He originally wanted to ask why he fell asleep before, but instead of investigating the reason, he now wants to stay away from Blufin's laboratory.
Blufin hesitated for a moment: "Didn't you say before that you want to have an alchemy exchange?"
"Next time."
Blufin sighed in his heart, he was wronged, he really didn't start doing anything, and as a result, he didn't get the benefits, and even the original communication seemed to be wasted.
"Then..." Buffing paused, wondering if there was any other way to keep it.
But at this moment, a huge "humming" sound, as if traveling through time and space, reached their ears in an instant.
"Oops!" Blufin's brows suddenly wrinkled high, his expression darkened, and he turned around and ran to the mysterious cubicle before.
At the same time, a strange rhythm appeared again in the mysterious cubicle. Immediately afterwards, a mysterious flute sound came from the compartment.
This time, Angel didn't dare to listen, but turned around and ran towards the door.
He is still in Brufin's alchemy workshop, which means that he is completely within Brufin's domain. For his own safety, he had to escape first.
Fortunately, Bruffin did not close the door of the alchemy workshop, and Bruffin did not have time to control Angel's movements on the other side, and Angel ran out of the door smoothly.
As soon as he went out, Angel felt a familiar dizziness.
The previous flute sound still affected him, Angel bit the tip of his tongue, and the severe pain slightly dispelled the desire to sleep.
Angel continued to run outside the laboratory.
Halfway through the run, the previous huge "hum" sound resounded through the sky again. In the alchemy workshop just now, I didn't feel anything, but now that I came out, I found that the sound was deafening.
However, what surprised Angel was that as the sound poured into his ears, the dizziness in his mind was significantly reduced.
Next, after Angel left the laboratory, he ran out along the road.
Along the way, Angel kept hearing the loud "humming" noise, and he slowly recognized that the sound seemed to be a bell.
Moreover, there is a sense of grandeur and holiness in this bell. It seems to represent the will of heaven and earth, dispelling all negative evils.
The bell rang a total of thirteen times, and at the fifth sound, Angel no longer felt dizzy.
When the bell stopped, Angel had already appeared on the mountainside platform of the iceberg.
He originally planned to fly directly to the top of the iceberg, but when he stood on the mountainside platform and looked out, he found that the Wings of Frost did not continue to fly, but hovered over an island.
That's right, it's an island.
Today, they are not on land at all, but in a land surrounded by oceans on all sides.
The noon sun shone down, and the water ripples reflected the sparkling waves. The familiar salty sea breeze came from the pavement.
Angel: "Here is..."
"This is the Baikal Sea." A low female voice came from behind.
Angel looked back, but saw Madeleine appear behind him at some point.
"Lord Madeleine, why are you here?" Angel asked suspiciously.
Madeleine didn't answer Angel's question, but instead asked: "I sensed that you ran out of the iceberg before, and you ran in a hurry. What, what happened?"
A cold light flashed in Madeleine's eyes. Now that she has promised His Excellency Ryan, she must protect Angel as much as possible, and naturally she will pay more attention to Angel's bet.
Angel briefly explained what happened in the alchemy workshop before.
After Madeleine listened to it, she checked Angel a little: "Brufin should not lie to you, there is no trace of external force on your body. However, according to your description, Bruffin may indeed have the intention to do something to you. "
Madeleine sneered: "Sure enough, those who study biological alchemy are lunatics."
Angel always felt that Madeleine didn't seem to be scolding Bruffin, but that she was scolding another person.
"Anyway, it's better for you to have less contact with Bruffin," Madeleine said.
After going through the previous events, Angel will naturally not run to death again. Maybe Bruffin didn't move his plan at first, but sometimes, in a single thought, thoughts arise and die, especially for all wizards who only look at personal interests, the thoughts turn so fast that no one can tell.
The first second may be staggered, and the next second may change their faces.
Even Madeleine.
The relationship between Angel and Madeleine is actually extremely meager. Perhaps, when the benefits far exceeded her expectations, she might sell Angel with her backhand.
Thinking of this, Angel silently restrained the slightly publicized thoughts after consciously becoming famous.
At this time, silhouettes swept across the sky, and all the wizards above the iceberg left Wings of Frost.
Madeleine explained: "This is the boundary island of the Baikal Sea. It won't be long before we cross the boundary, but we don't need to stay here anymore. Let's go down too."
After all, Madeleine flew out first.
Angel also followed, and finally landed on the beach of Boundary Island.
As soon as he fell, Angel felt a pair of eyes, and looked at him from the beginning to the end, not letting go of every inch. However, this feeling of being watched didn't last long, and soon, the other party's eyes moved away.
Angel looked around suspiciously, trying to find out who was looking at him.
Madeleine said at this time: "Don't look for it, it is the scrutiny eye of extremist sects.