The Wizard World: 148 Oblivion 1
Recently, he has felt something wrong.
Angele lowered his head and raised the back of his hand. The diamond-shaped silver metal above was slightly shimmering.
The size seems to be smaller than it was at the beginning.
"The Necromancy is not my specialty ... It looks like my body has developed direct vision for things like grievances." Angele frowned and retracted the back of his right hand. Sleeve.
The clouds in the sky are getting denser.
click!
A lightning flashed across, and the bright electric light illuminated the entire forest and driveway.
Angel asked the hunter for details again, and he was ready to find a place to shelter from the rain. The hunter proposed to go to that sentry tower, and Angelo nodded in agreement, took the carriage and found a tree Place the horses on a tree trunk in a shady place.
After taking off the valuables from the carriage and carrying them with you. Angle simply set the alarm energy breath, and walked with the hunter towards the abandoned wooden sentry tower.
"I made a fire in it, and it was quite warm to close the door." The hunter walked in front of the road and said back.
Blue lightning flashes from time to time. The two walk in the woods, and everything around them is illuminated from time to time.
"But your carriage remains there, is it okay?" the hunter asked again.
"It's okay, even if someone steals it, I can find it back." Angell smiled at him.
The hunter gave him a strange look and stopped talking to remind him.
The two walk in the woods. The lawn and blankets under their feet are almost thick, and they step on softly.
Soon, they walked to the wooden sentry tower. The tower is located on a slope. The two stood at the gate of the sentry tower and looked back, feeling much higher than the original place.
The wooden doors of the tower are heavy and present a grayish white color of 60xs. It seems that it has been soaked by rain for too long, and there are still some fine dry cracks on the surface.
The hunter pulled open the wooden door, "I only found this place today. It's a pretty good place."
After the wooden door was slowly moved away, Angele looked down. An empty room, nothing, a little dark, only a spiral staircase winding up in the corner.
It seems to have been cleaned, but there is no spider web or anything.
There is a bonfire in the middle of the ground. It has been extinguished. There is no open flame, but it is still smoking blue. Slightly embarrassing.
Slight warmth remained in the tower.
Angel comes in. They noticed a slight error. The goose bumps on his body rose slightly.
He scanned the whole space again. There are no suspicious signs.
The hunter went to the fireside, fiddled with it, and let out a cry. The fire pile re-burned instantly, and the bright yellow fire light suddenly illuminated the whole tower.
"Sir, please sit down." The hunter spread a gray cloth attentively by the fire.
Angle was in the middle of a fire. Suddenly I felt the goosebumps slowly dissipating.
He nodded and walked over to sit on the fireside.
The hunter sat down by the fire.
Angele watched him skillfully prepare to put up a metal shelf, and then took out the pieces of meat from his side pocket to prepare for grilling. Could not help asking.
"Well, were you alone in this tower before?"
The hunter nodded: "Yeah, I just made a fire, and then went out to cut the tree, and you came. The tower was cold and cold."
Angele frowned and stopped talking.
It's already pouring heavy rain outside the tower at this time.
You can hardly see everything outside, except the white rain curtain. There was a rush of noise. Occasionally hit the wooden door of the sentry tower, making a crackling noise. The fierce wind leaked through the gaps around the sentry tower, making a ghostly whine.
But the rain came fast, and it went fast.
But within half an hour, it quickly became clear. The originally gloomy sky quickly became bright, and the heavy rain stopped.
Angel rose from the side of the fire. The hunter over here just cooked two pieces of venison. The shiny venison is roasted to a scorched yellow color, giving off a strong flavour.
"Aren't you going to eat more?" He stood up and asked in doubt.
"No." Angle reached out and fumbled a few silver coins. "These are for you, advise you not to stay here for long, this place is not safe." He turned around. Crossed the threshold and patted the firewood on his body. To the carriage in the woods in the distance.
In the tower behind, the hunter stood distantly in the distance, and hadn't figured out what it meant.
After half a ring, the hunter muttered.
"What a weird ..." He threw the two silver coins to his hands, and his face turned immediately. "But it's generous."
Sitting on the side of the fire, the hunter picked up the kebabs grilled on the flames and began to carefully sprinkle the ingredients on top.
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Angel drove in a carriage, followed the lane of 60xs, and continued to drive forward.
The gray lane between the green forests in front of it seems as if there is no end. It has not changed much.
"Zero, check my current status." Anglige gave instructions to the chip while driving.
"Subject detection starts ... The results are as follows.
Angrelio: Strength 3.5. Dex 5.2. Constitution 4.5. Spirit 21.3. Mana 20.7. (Mana is determined by the spirit simultaneously). The genetic limit has been reached. Status: Healthy. "
Angele frowned. From being promoted to a wizard, he has been meditating daily without stopping, and his mental strength has only increased by 0.1. Moreover, the mana and mental power are not equal, which shows that part of his mental power is not concise.
But this is also normal. At the beginning, the mental strength was greatly improved because of the second transition of graphite medicine. This kind of mental power that is purely promoted by medicaments would have great sequelae. Perhaps it is difficult to make inroads now because of the problem of excessive mental power.
"From the next stage, the mental power is liquefied. According to my current progress, the time required is at least several decades. Maybe if this impurity of mental power is not purified, there may be no progress in the future. This is the level of my life. "Angele knew very well how he was now.
"After the mother's incident is over, you must find a way to purify and condense your mental strength." In Anglia's mind, the information about mental strength was quickly extracted from memory.
Along the driveway. Angele soon went deeper and deeper into the jungle. The surrounding trees grew taller and deeper, and after turning around a few times, weeds on the driveway became more and more.
For two consecutive days, the carriage went forward non-stop.
Finally, at the afternoon of the third day, Angele rushed to a crossroads.
It's dark, and the cold wind keeps driving the surrounding trees to make a rushing leaf collision.
A brown-gray cross sign stands in the center of the intersection. It was a little crooked, and the black writing on it was wet with rain. Seems a bit vague.
Angele jumped off the carriage. Go to the sign, fiddle with the next sign, and mark the left sign: Forest of Shadows. The direction he came from was the target: the sentry tower in the forest. The remaining two directions are the names of the two towns. They are all missing some handwriting.
Angel looked in the direction of the Shadow Forest. The lane was quiet and deep, and the dense shade of trees completely covered the entire sky. Like a cave formed by a tree, it was dark and dreary. On the pavement inside, some fine white light was faintly sprinkled, forming white straight beams of light falling down.
Angele turned back to the carriage.
"Drive!"
He struck a whistle in the air with his whip, and the three yellow horses suddenly moved forward slowly. With the adjustment of the reins, they slowly advanced to the left branch road.
But it's strange. Before the three horses entered the tunnel-like lane, they suddenly stopped and turned around, blowing their noses anxiously, just not going in.
Angele pumped a few whip in succession and nothing worked. He frowned at the deep lane and turned into the compartment.
After a while. He quickly got out again and jumped out of the carriage.
When he came out, he already had a huge silver metal bow on his back, and a full metal arrow. A tight-fitting dark red hunting suit, a silver-white breastplate was worn on the upper body chest. Plus long brown hair draped over the shoulders. Looks a bit wild and powerful jungle ranger taste.
His face was wiped with both hands, and Angele carried a pack of black bag to eat and drink in preparation. Turning back, a green breath was attached to the carriage before striding into the lane of Shadow Forest.
As soon as I walked in, I felt a warm air rushing forward, and my nose was full of faint grass and flowers.
Not far ahead, a little gray rabbit emerged from the grass, erected her ears, and stared at Angle squintingly.
Leather boots click on the wet branches of the ground and click.
Gray Rabbit was startled suddenly, his body flew, and he went straight back into the grass and disappeared.
Angel glanced around from side to side, walking forward non-stop. He is fast, and every time he steps down, he can leave deep footprints.
The sky is gray, until the sky is almost completely dark, the gray sky slowly spreads the clouds, exposing a touch of golden red. Not too warm sunlight tints the sky and forest to a warm hue.
Just like the golden wheat field at harvest, everything becomes extra soft.
Angele walked a distance and took out the small piece of wood from his waist pouch.
After taking a few turns, he soon came to a large grass field.
On the emerald green grass, a huge tree with a diameter of more than ten meters is standing quietly in the middle. The shade of the tree shades the sky, and the golden red rays of the setting sun project from the gap, giving a very warm feeling.
Angele took the wood piece, took a few steps, walked in front of the giant tree, and stopped near the root of a large, bare tree.
The black trunk of the giant tree suddenly began to tremble slowly.
In a buzz, two dark red slits slowly opened on the trunk. A huge human face slowly appeared on the black bark.
On both sides of the giant tree, a large number of branches are entangled, forming two huge arms.
"Are you a tree sprite? I came over with Omega's token. I want to ask you a few questions." Angele looked at the giant tree in front of him with interest, and gently touched the piece of wood on his hand. Throw forward.
The wood piece tumbled in midair, and it was entangled by several branches, and brought to the eyes of the giant tree.
"It is indeed my token to Omega Jada. You can ask whatever you want." The tree spirit's voice was very old, just like those white-haired old men.
"Where are the tree demon clans who used to live in the Andean Alliance?" Angele first asked about his mother.
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