The Wizard World: 162 Hide 1
"No !!!"
Aisha screamed suddenly.
The arrow was pinned to her forehead, hissing sounded instantly, the screams quickly decreased, became smaller, and finally disappeared. Her entire body gradually began to melt. Like candles, her skin and facial features quickly turned into drops of black and white wax oil.
The wax oil dripping on the grass quickly burst into corrosion. The original green grass and brown-yellow dead leaves were corroded by the wax oil into a black piece of black smoke, acrid acid. The stench and odor of the corpse were pervasive and extremely strong.
A short time later, Aisha's entire body completely melted into a pool of turbid mucus, then quickly evaporated into green smoke and disappeared in place. Only one black robe was left.
Angele put down his long bow and covered his mouth with one hand. His features were oozing blood, especially his eyes, and the pale blue pupils were covered with bloodshot eyes, just like those with red eye disease.
His ears, mouth, and nostrils are faintly bloodshot.
Striding over, Angele grabbed the black robe on the ground and shook it gently. A small black leather bag suddenly fell out, and a small black book the size of a palm.
Angel didn't look at the harvest, picked it up, turned around, and quickly left in the east.
The black robe behind remained quietly on the ground, gradually getting farther and farther, until it was completely covered by the dense trees, and could no longer be seen.
Angele covered her mouth tightly, and the **** and sweet smell kept rushing to her throat. He didn't dare to stop for a moment, and hurried toward the front. He could faintly feel the danger of getting closer behind him, and it seemed that the danger could quickly weaken as he moved forward.
"Red eyebrows and red beard, I remember you ..." There was a sigh of sigh in Angle's eyes, and it was the first time he had been so miserable. He didn't know which red beard was at what level, but the moment he saw that person, he felt that the other party was definitely no less than the presence of Teacher Liliana.
Along the forest, go forward.
The surrounding white mist has gradually begun to spread. The noon sun penetrates the thin mist, forming a bright golden beam in the forest.
Angele hurried while using a chip to detect his injuries.
He was hit by black gas in the back. The strong corrosiveness directly corrodes most of the skin and muscles on the back. This is still the premise of a metal layer to protect the skin. If you replace it with another wizard without a metal layer, it is estimated that it will melt into a pool of black water in an instant.
And these corrosions also carry a large amount of toxins. The toxins invaded the blood circulation system of Angele on a large scale, causing inexplicable skin bleeding in the body.
His physical strength is agile and diminished sharply, almost only half of what he used to be. Fortunately, there is a lot of metal in his body. There is also the highly resistant metal of the giant warrior that was fused in the past, and there is not much black gas contamination, and the injury has not worsened. And it is estimated that his own constitution is good enough. Wizards have inherent resistance.
After running tens of kilometers along the east, Angele slowly slowed down when he realized that the danger was gradually disappearing.
The surrounding terrain is gradually changing. The tall and straight trees gradually turned into low green bark trees, and traces such as footprints were also faintly visible on the ground.
Angele resisted the injury and moved forward at full speed, hurried for a long time.
Finally, near the evening, he walked out of the forest and came to a muddy forest carriageway.
Along the way, according to the chip database, he randomly picked some slightly useful herbs. Under the simple treatment directly, I put it in my mouth, but it barely played a role in stabilizing the injury to prevent infection.
At the side of the lane, Anglie wiped off the blood on his face, and after a while, he encountered several carts carrying goods along the lane.
Take out a few silver coins. Angele successfully caught a bullock cart and lay directly on the messy fur pulled behind the bullock cart.
The ox cart begins to slowly move along the lane in a strange direction.
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In the distant forest, on a gray-white stone tower.
An old man with red eyebrows and beard stood glumly on the top of the stone tower, looking far into the distance.
"Teacher. But you major in the Department of Prophecy, can't you find the black robe on that boat?" asked a frowning woman behind the old man.
"He's out of my range." The old man held his back. No expression on his face. "If I had more important things to solve ..." He turned to look at the woman in the black robe in the room behind him.
"Anyika, has anyone else got any news?"
The woman nodded: "Adult Pofina has just come to the information, and there has been some movement over the mining area. Several other adults think that they are likely to want to reduce our share."
The old man nodded, his face even more gloomy. "Dion's old guy hasn't returned yet?"
"Yes, it is said that it was dragged by a relic on the west side and could not come out temporarily. I heard that there is a conflict between the remnant of the magic weapon and the sea clan on the west side. I am afraid that it is ... . "The woman replied, although not finished, the meaning was already obvious. "There is also a blood vessel synthesis experiment in the laboratory. If you don't come back in time, I'm afraid that you will break through the hidden shield. If you are known by other people, you will be in trouble. Fortunately, you will come back in time."
"It seems that the mining area needs to leave immediately." The old man sighed. "Carrielo and Aisha don't care about him for the time being. They are weak, and they die when they die. Thor's light and the mining area The matter here is more important. The kid is already contaminated with the seeds of mine anyway. Later I will free up my hand to solve it. Now you will notify others and issue a warrant. "
"Yes, Master." The woman nodded. "So, I'll leave first?"
"Go."
The woman in black robe turned and left the room, and gently closed the door.
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Angel gradually woke up from meditation in the sound of the hoofed hooves.
Open your eyes, it's already night. The dark woods slowly moved on both sides.
"Clover, are you there?" he asked aloud forward.
"Coming soon, Lord, the town of the old Lord Ernst is ahead." The driver was a middle-aged man in a gray cloth and a straw hat.
Angele turned his head and looked forward.
In the distance is a large area of pale yellow light, a low-rise gray-black stone wall that divides the woods and town into two sides. There were torches in the stone wall, and from time to time, you could hear the slight burning sound of torches. The entrance was in the only lane, under the fire of several guards' doors, chatting in pairs.
Angele frowned slightly, raised his hand gently, a large piece of black metal separated from his hand, and then wrapped his skin again.
Under the cover of the night, his complexion quickly became a little darker, like the sun. At the same time, he pulled the long hair on his shoulder with his right hand, brushed it a few times, and cut off all the long brown hair, which became standard short ears. The face also faintly changed into another look with the covering of metal, an ordinary young man with dark skin and honesty.
"Now when I'm weak, it's better to be low-key." He already had a plan in his heart, so he was lying on the pile of ox carts.
Several ox carts are approaching the entrance gate of the town.
"Stop, what's the pull?" A moustache and a thin guard came over and asked loudly.
Muff Clover stepped off the cow's back, and a flattering smile piled on his face.
"Sir, this is the animal skin that was only acquired from the west. Look ... it is exactly what Lord Lord needs most now."
The guard seems to be accustomed to it. He nodded and walked over to check the cargo, just hitting Angle on the ox cart.
Angel jumped out of the truck, his body was no longer a little bit embarrassed, and a thin layer of silver metal covered his leather armor, covering all the damage. His eyes looked at the guard with a hint of pride unique to the nobleman.
But without waiting for him to speak, the guard smiled very skillfully.
"Is this adult coming to study, too? Master Makolov, we all understand their rules. Which adult are you going to? Or I can be your guide, I know everything here. . "
Angel's face remained calm. He nodded arbitrarily, reached for a gold coin from his waist bag, and bounced it over.
"I'm having some trouble in the woods, and departed from the original route, you tell me where is this? I want to determine if this is the place where I study."
The guard catches the gold coin, and it is a joy. Although the gold coin here is much smaller, it is also an extra income.
"This is the town of Ernst, surrounded by the reclusive place of Lord Makorov, and a little further away, Lord Jerafo, Lord Pila. For all nobles, all three adults are tested. You Follow me. "
The skinny guard took Angele to the bottom of the stone wall, pointing to a yellow paper notice on the wall.
"Look at it, there are three adult admission criteria."
The rest of the guards watched the two come over, and there was a hint of envy in their eyes. After slightly saluting at Angele, they did not come forward to answer the call. It seemed that there was some potential agreement. A thin guard comes first, and others can't grab it.
Angele didn't pay much attention to the look of several guards either, and his eyes fell on the notice on the wall.
"Hmm ..." He gave a sudden sigh.
The notice is clearly written in Angmar.
‘Jerafo — one stone per year, age: under 20 years old. noble. ’
‘Makolov — one stone per year, age: under 20 years old. noble. Recruit miscellaneous apprentices. ’
‘Pila — a magic stone every year, age: under 20 years old, noble ’
At the same time, in front of each name, a different gray line symbol is drawn.
In front of Jera Buddha is a pattern of flowering plants. In front of Makolov, there was a burning flame pattern. In front of Pyla was a rock.
Angel recognized the meaning of these figures.
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