The Wizard World: 458 steal 1 –459 steal 2

Eyes and Giant Turtle float into the sky at the same time after a conversation.

The clouds were rolled away by a severe hurricane, exposing a large blood-red sky. Five behemoths rushed into the sky, slowly shrinking into small dots, looming.

Angel looked up at the little dots, looking dull.

"It seems to be a tacit understanding to avoid affecting the innocent, and their eyes have changed the battlefield. But I don't know which direction the bone demon is now." He looked at the entire silver city, the city was a mess, the battle roar was screaming and mixed Together, the air was filled with intense blood.

Except for the eye demon, the position of the bone demon is no longer seen.

Angle stands on a verdant green lawn, with a quiet wood behind him, in stark contrast to the horrible scene of horror in the distance.

He thought about it, took out a turquoise small human skull from the waist pouch, and lightly pressed on the skull's eye socket.

"Phoenix? Is it okay? Or did you agree to help me?" Bone Demon's voice came from the skull.

"It's just a small thing. I want to ask the Eye Seal how much strength it has recovered?" Angliel asked lowly.

"Evil?" Bone Devil groaned. "That guy's body is very different from me and Vaperry. They have the bloodline of a troll troll. You saw her second true body. Do n’t worry, Eye Demon is actually different from us. She has now recovered to a state of real body once at any time, so her current growth should be a second real body. "

"Second true body?" Angle suddenly relieved. "That's the case, I thought she was so good at once"

"How is it possible!" Bone Devil laughed. "Even if she is stronger than us, it won't be so strong! By the way, I'm here in Crystal City now. Would you like to come here? There are a lot of good things here, "I will divide you half when you come over." The voice did not fall, and there was a buzzing sound in the skull.

"Come out of the bones and see old friends coming and not greet you?" A sharp man's voice came from the skull.

"Upalu! Just rush here to die? Your last serious injury was not good, and you must die now when you come over!"

Bone Devil sneered.

"Well, some fool came to intercept me for love and justice, and I went out to solve him. By the way, be careful of yourself, I also saw the movement over your side, and there may be old guys coming around Kill you. "As soon as the bone demon's voice was finished, the skull shattered into pieces, which quickly turned into green sand leaking from the gap between Anglie's fingers.

Angel's face grew ugly. Looking up at the sky, the eye demon and the four old turtles had completely disappeared, apparently a white and black ripples that accidentally burst into the red sky. Like fireworks, it is gorgeous.

The star giant aura under his feet still looks like more than a minute.

"It can't be delayed anymore, you have to move quickly." He glanced around his eyes from side to side, and quickly fell into the woods.

Bushing, the grass is constantly being separated at your feet. Angele took out the black mirror as he ran, and without looking, he reached for the mirror.

Put your fingers into the black mirror without any hindrance, as if stirring in a water tank.

In the sound of the crackling water, Angele has one more thing on his hand, a piece of black with silver dots to get ore.

With a pinch, the ore snapped open, revealing a white delicate pearl inside.

The beads exude a soft white light, and the surface is full of dense and dense patterns, as if climbing on many pearl-colored vines and spider webs.

"I don't know what it is." Angele frowned, his eyes flashed blue.

‘Edible items contain powerful life energy. ’The chip quickly concluded.

Angele didn't even look at it, but plugged it in directly.

The pearl mouth suddenly turns into a thick, sweet liquid that slowly slips into your throat. Then there was no change.

Angele continued to fumble through the mirror, and took out a black helmet, not metal, it seemed to be wooden.

Followed by a silver sword, a hollow breastplate, a small bottle of black seeds, and a pale blue football-size gem.

After finishing scraping everything in the mirror, Angele hung the mirror directly around his waist, stopped suddenly, and looked pale. The body instantly turned into a ball of fire and disappeared in place.

"Well?" A soft whisper came from deep in the woods. In the roar, two green-haired old men with large beards and hairs came out of the forest, their eyes constantly glanced at where Angele disappeared.

"Is it some kind of teleportation technique?" the old man on the left wondered. Nose sniffed, "the smell of sulfur in the air."

"There is no time to delay, just a fish that missed the net, Silver City is even more urgent. Go!" the old man on the right said in a deep voice.

The two continued to rush towards the original direction. Their feet were not moving. The surface of their bodies shone with a faint green light, extending numerous green energy tentacles. On the trunk, the ground kept climbing, making them look like big octopuses. Similarly, crawling forward quickly under the tentacles.

After a while, the two old men disappeared completely in the middle of the forest.

A full ten minutes later, the position where Angele disappeared suddenly lit a fire, and the flame condensed into a complete human shape. Wearing a white robe and red hair around the waist, it was Angele who had just left.

He regained his sight from the direction in which the two elders left, and continued to walk in the previous direction.

"I'm still too weak compared to the eyes and bones, and I'm going to follow the schedule and try to leave the place where the war is fierce." He sighed slightly. Speed ​​up and walk in another strange direction.

In the middle of the lush dark green forest, among the numerous huge towering woods, a giant white jade-like human statue stands quietly.

The statue is a young woman with red luo on her upper body, holding a long bow in her hand, and making a walking gesture. The lower body is just wrapped in a white silk skirt, and its good looks and long silky hair make it full of charm and beauty.

The statue has a long bow in one hand and a flat hand in one hand. A small city with clear water flowing in my palm.

In a temple-like white building in the middle of the city, several men and women with red upper luo looming through it.

In a cluster of huge grasses not far from the huge statue, Angele slowly separated the grass more than two meters high and looked through the gap to the statue.

"It is a magnificent miracle." He sighed and looked at a statue at least ten thousand meters high. It was more than ten kilometers away, but the statue was as clear as standing in front of him.

The giant trees surrounding the statue are also several kilometers long. The bushes in the forest are also several meters high, and some tall bushes are even hundreds of meters.

Angele came along all the way, and the woods and plants around him grew bigger and bigger, it felt like entering the kingdom of giants.

He once thought that he had shrunk, but now it doesn't look like he has shrunk, but all the plants have grown.

Looking at the city building in the hands of the statue, Angele recalled it slightly. "The Temple of the Hunting Goddess should be here. It is said that although there is no strong force here, there is a universal library. It is just right to go in and find the materials you need."

In the sound of rushing water, he noticed that the city on the statue did not have any up and down tool ladders, neither the people on it nor the people on it came down.

According to the information obtained by Angele from the eyes and bones, the Hunting Temple is basically free of oil and water, and there are only some general-purpose common sense books used for middle and lower education. So it is not the focus area where they came.

But it's Angele's best goal.

Looking around from side to side, Angele took a turquoise potion from the waist pouch, gently pulled the plug and drunk.

hiss

In a sound of water vapor evaporating, his body slowly disappeared in place, completely invisible.

He stretched out his right hand and looked at it. There was only one piece of transparency. Angele himself could not see his palm.

When he moved his body freely, he accelerated his speed, leapt a little, and flew towards the temple in the distance.

Along the way, the surroundings are extremely peaceful and peaceful. Some white rabbits and fawns are jumping around in the grass without any tension of war.

Angle tried to avoid touching too many grasses, and the whole man floated towards the city in the palm of the statue.

As we get closer, weird sights appear around Angle.

Several white fish, one person tall, float slowly on the grass, as if the air is in their water. There are also some shell-shaped fishes that open their shells from time to time and breathe the current of water, swimming in the air. One party is laid back and natural.

As you get closer to the statue, more and more fish and shells surround it.

Angle can only avoid these flying fish carefully.

After more than half an hour, he slowly approached the temple in his palm.

The white jade temple is very deserted, and only occasionally we can see a few men and women in white clothes walking silently. In the middle of a large white building, a square temple is clearly visible.

A group of white-clothed sacrifices is bleeding carefully while holding a flying fish, while weird syllables sing in their mouths. Seems to be sacrificing.

Angel flew silently past the white-clad men, who were only very weak first-level wizards and could not find his trace at all.

The guards of the temple are also extremely empty, except for a few people who have sacrificed, almost no other figures can be seen.

Angel flew in from the left side of the sacrificial hall, drilled into a small door, and began to investigate one by one to find something useful to himself.

After a while, he turned into a white jade corridor. At the end of the corridor was a black door. At the door, an old white cat with two heads was lying on his back and waking soundly.

Angel floated gently over the white-eyed cat, put his hand against the black door, and the door opened a slit slowly and silently.

Dent into it gently, watching the black door silently, Angele began to look carefully at the room in front of her

The dense rows of white wooden bookshelves are all white books with white light. A book is really like a big dictionary.

"It should be a place like a library, and finally found it." Angele flickered and drifted slowly. Start browsing by the leftmost row of bookshelves.

Psalm of God, Moon of Yomo, The Complete Works of Ansaron, Principles of World Formation ...

Most of these bookshelves are about God's praise and poetry, and only a small number are theoretical books.

After an array of scans, more than thirty books selected from Angele were recorded on the chip.

I also had a systematic understanding of the entire Linghu world.

These theoretical books also complement Angle's understanding of his own level of strength.

In this spirit lake world, the description of the strong at the level of light sacrifices is very similar to the dawn wizard in the wizarding world.

The light sacrifice status here is high and belongs to the highest level in a country. There are also various lower and middle classes such as the star sacrifice, the moon sacrifice and so on. The light sacrifice is the highest level that mortals can reach here.

Angel carefully compares them one by one, and feels that most of the environment of this Linghu world is equivalent to the west coast where he originally stayed.

Except for several Dawn Wizards who have recluse, the rest of the strength level is completely similar to the West Coast.

"In this way, it is convenient to compare the strength of the eyes and other people." Angele flipped through a history book in his hand.

On the sacrifice of light, there is a local deity. The four old turtles are called sea gods, and they are one of the patron saints of this land. There are also forest and hunting goddesses, gods of the sky.

There are three gods, and their temples can be seen everywhere in the world of Linghu.

The **** of the sky here has the power of prophecy. Strength is not good. The other two gods are typical war gods. The goddess of hunting is called Upalu, and the **** of sea is called Ibrus. It happened to be the same name that Angelle heard.

In the rumbling sound of flipping pages, Angele suddenly looked calm and stopped.

Large torso on the page where the war picture is drawn. On the edge of the screen are densely recorded information.

'Poseidon calendar. In the year, the temple shuffled in time and space, and the nightmare demons came in while the high priest desperately died at the cost of life and soul. It summoned a strong alien from the time and space. Yardo. He claims to be the patron of the Mother of the Earth, and is known as the Great Crimson Wizard. From a distant wizarding world. ,

‘Poseidon calendar sword, the crimson wizard and goddess teamed up to defeat the sword, the demon Wapelli, exiled it back to the nightmare world. The great crimson wizard retreated into a crack in time and space and was seriously injured. The deity of the other world claimed to be an eighth-level sorcerer, and fell in love with the goddess in battle, leaving his son-in-law, named Saint Charlotte, this is the origin of the sacred family. ,

"The ancestor of the origin of the holy family is actually an eighth-level wizard." Angele quickly turned over the following pages, except for one page, there is no other record about this dark-red wizard.

The Holy Family has also broken the bloodline in several subsequent world wars. Drowned in the dust of history.

From the information in the book, Angliel feels that judging from the oracle means in the classics, the strength of the sea **** and the hunting goddess should belong to the level of eight wizards.

After all, they used the sacrifices to summon powerful wizards from the wizarding world to come out, and together with the eighth-level wizards, they repelled the monster army of the nightmare world.

Twenty thousand years ago, such a war record had a total of four Ming characters.

Every time the Spirit Lake World summons the rest of the world's powers to fight against the Nightmare World.

The Battle of the Light is the great wizard who was summoned by accident.

"In this way, the crimson wizard is likely to be a strong person from the underground world. When he comes to this world, he will surely suffer from power suppression. Together with the local hunting goddess, he can expel the nightmare giant , Probably divided, the level will be clearer. "

Angel's eyes flickered with blue light, and quickly sorted out the characteristics of force levels from a large amount of newly acquired historical data and formed a system.

"The second real body of the Eye Demon Bone Demon should reach the level of the eighth level of the wizard. There are two gods in this world: the **** of the sea and the **** of hunting."

"And if the real demon of the eye demon really is always in the state of the real devil, then the level of the real demon should be improved according to the changes in the record of Wulan's ritual. Level or level 6. Other sealers should be similar. "

Angele quickly sorted out known information.

"In this way, my true body is indeed similar to that of the Eye Demon. The current level 6 strength is obviously normal. However, the fourth level of the Dawn Wizard is a qualitative change, and then the true body takes the blood path. It ’s also a qualitative change across the sixth level with a Ulan ritual, but all paths are clear. But this time there is no clue how to cross the sixth level qualitative change ... ”

In addition, Angele felt faintly that as his strength became stronger, he became more and more integrated into the nightmare world.

The ontology is actually suppressed in the wizarding world of the main world, which is obviously a very bad phenomenon ...

"The fourth-level Dawn Wizard is a qualitatively powerful soul, but what about the Sixth-level Wizard? Even the Eighth-level Wizard! I don't have any clue about this path ..." Angrily's eyes became firmer and firmer. "Compared with the inheritance of Ulan sacrifices in the nightmare world, integrity has been an evolutionary path that can be almost infinitely evolved. There is also a huge potential to borrow."

Angele became more and more firm in his heart, "Even if he was rejected by the wizarding world as a nightmare creature, then, as long as he can reach a higher peak, these are second." He vaguely decided that he might use the nightmare world in the future. As their own home.

Compared with the thorny and thorny road of the wizard, the direction is not visible. The path of ancient wizards, at least, can see the direction and target.

Gently close the book, and Angele carefully recovers all traces.

Getting these materials will be of great help to him.

Now he has a deep understanding of the power levels above level 4, level 5, level 6, and level 8.

Fourth-level wizards are a standard for being agile, and the path of bloodline is to gather the true body as a standard.

After that, now the shaman's road Angli does not know. However, the direction of the bloodline road is different from the fifth and sixth levels. The two levels seem to be two layers, which is actually a process that condenses the natural magic pattern.

As mentioned in Wulan's sacrifice, condensing blood, after level four, you must let yourself have deep natural magic or demon lines. This kind of monster pattern can only appear if the blood veins are extremely purified and the concentration reaches a very high level.

Now that Angell has a clear understanding of the judgment.

Five and six are all for condensing the magic lines of the genetic level. Combining the phenomenon of the weird skeleton soldier at the beginning, he felt that only by reaching the level where the cell walls are all natural moire, can it be truly entered into the sixth level.

This level, as explained in the Ulan sacrifice, is called true immortality.

Even if the entire body is cut into countless pieces of meat, as long as the cell wall's matrix is ​​immortal, it can be reborn infinitely. For the powerful at this level, only a thorough annihilation and soul attack will be effective.

As for the seventh level, the soul and the body are merged into one, and the soul is beginning to have immortality. Truly a horrible existence with a life span of tens of thousands of years. Even if the body is completely destroyed, a little bit of residue is left in the soul, and it can be quickly resurrected. And the body is extremely powerful.

The eighth level, combined with the description of Ulan sacrifice and historical materials of war, should be the second true body cohesion, the rune in the soul and body, completely embedded into the power of the world. But the eighth level exists, almost reaching the peak of life.

The natural magic pattern rune produced by it must be unique. At this point, any Rune Owner like him will have incredible effects.

After reaching the eighth level, such a strong man can use the rune with its special characteristics to perform ritual calls.

For example, if an ordinary person reaches the eighth level step by step, the magic pattern rune that appears behind him is a pattern that has never been before. This pattern has no effect before.

But when he is promoted to the eighth level, this pattern of runes will change from a decoration that has no meaning to a core of runes with summoning and other abilities.

Every place where this rune is portrayed, as long as it is not isolated by a special force, the eighth strong can directly sense it. This is the power given! This pattern will change from ordinary to ordinary fingerprint-like existence.

Such as the eye demon, the bone demon, and the eye of destruction.

The blue light slowly dimmed in his eyes, and the shock on Angele's face slowly recovered. "No wonder the eighth-level sorcerer can fight with oracles. This ability is no different from oracles ..."

Especially the last one of the chip summary, which gives ordinary patterns special power as a symbol of their own identity.

It is similar to the demon **** in the mythology on the earth. Different deities have their own symbols and characteristics.

"This is no longer conforming to the rules of the rule, but to embed itself into the entire world as a new rule! So, the appearance of every eighth-level wizard or deity is not a replacement for the previous place of existence, it must be Will cause world turmoil and even extinction. "

This is like a block house. If a brick is squeezed into some key locations, the whole house is likely to collapse.

"In this way, any ancient eighth-level wizard will face extreme repression by the power of the world." Taking a deep breath, Angele understood why the eye-bone monsters carried so many legions instead of choosing More convenient to sneak in quietly.

It's not that they don't want it, but that the whole world is suppressing them, no matter how hidden, it is impossible to remain undiscovered. Just aggressively attack.

"But why can there be so many disruptive rules in the nightmare world?" Angle faintly felt that he seemed to touch the deep secrets of the nightmare world.

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