The Wizard World: 481 Test 2

As soon as he condensed, Angele felt blurred.

"Are you okay? The interference confrontation here is very strong, and it will also have a great impact on the projection, maybe you should adapt." A man's voice faintly came from Angele.

Angele shook his head, raised his head, everything seemed to have a ghost.

A middle-aged man standing in front of him, in a gray robe, with a yellow complexion, is watching himself with concern. The man's head was directly divided into the left and right, blurred.

It sounds like it's coming from far away.

"It's nothing, it's okay to adapt a little, it's just unstable body structure." Angle whispered.

The two men in front of them nodded their heads: "So ... first ... go ... something ... I."

The sound was intermittent.

"Okay, go." Angle reluctantly guessed what it meant. "Damn interference! Next time I will never project into this environment again. Hmm ..." He shook his head hard, but his eyes were still blurry.

The responding man in front of him bowed his head and turned away from the grove.

After more than half an hour of adaptation, Anglican re-stabilized the body structure under the interference with the help of the chip. It is just that the weak strength itself has become the mental strength of only the third class apprentice.

Walking forward along the grove, it is a large and spacious river, and the river flows to the right slowly. There is a small island in the middle of the river, covered with dense vermilion buildings.

These buildings are all domes. There are also vertical stripes, like umbrellas, which are weird. Some windows are already lit with yellow lights.

Most of the buildings are red and light yellow, and gray mixed with a deep style. From time to time in the aisles between the buildings, you can see the chased children.

Some old wizards in shabby white robes are gathering together, sitting opposite the river and playing chess.

Angel walked to the bank of the river, glanced left and right, and on the right was a wooded bank. On the left is an upward gray-white staircase, turning diagonally to the left.

Striding towards the stone steps. As the angle of the walking position changed, the scene behind the river gradually moved out.

On the bank across the river, the most striking thing is a huge tent-like building.

The dome, mixed with red and yellowish and gray. There is a circular fan-like skylight on the surface of the dome. Like an inexplicable religious symbol, the hollow pattern in the window looks mysterious and ancient, like a spider web.

A dark red pointed arch-shaped gate is connected below the skylight, with yellow stone torches standing on both sides of the gate. Seems quiet and solemn.

"That's the High House of Anfalia. His Highness the Witch King and the wizarding wizards from all over there used to meet there." The previous man turned off the stone steps and explained to Angle.

"Come with me, sir. At your request. Yours, Alice who is in charge of you, is in the meeting."

"Isn't the commander-in-chief here? It should have been our base secretly here? The main city of the King of Shadows." Frown by type.

"But after all, this is still the Supreme Council, and it has not reached the necessary stage. We will not publicly announce that it belongs to us, and now the Lord of Shadows is replaced by Lord Alice."

The two communicated with each other.

Angel nodded and glanced at the huge, variegated building in the shape of a hemisphere.

"It is said that each of the three kings has its own house, and the meeting place is held in rotation. I don't know when I will see the other two houses."

"Soon." The man smiled. Stop talking, turn around and lead the way up.

Angel smiled, and followed.

Can't even apply for a meeting? This is really different from previous treatment.

Now that Angli's purple-eye ring can contact Turin and Laila, as well as some low-ranking people, other high-levels can no longer be contacted. Including the **** Bedoria, presumably more of them are new power figures. Perhaps there is a decline in the authority of the intelligence center.

Turin is as usual or respectful to him, and Laila still has the same attitude as before. I don't know what the two are thinking.

Following the man, he walked up to a riverside street. The street was deserted, and a team of dark red armored guards patrolled it. The neat steps rang. Going away.

"Please go this way." The man plunged directly into an alley between the houses, and soon stopped in front of a small side door.

"Go in alone and I'll wait for you outside." The man still looked respectful, but Angele saw a hint of tension and fear in his eyes.

Nod. He no longer spoke, reaching for the wooden door in front of him. The dark red wooden door crunched open slowly.

The door is a small dark room, a candlestick is lit on a table in the corner, and the dim yellow candlelight shakes slightly as the door opens.

"I'm purple-eyed, I'm sorry to disturb you, Master Alice." Angele said in a low voice.

The room was silent and no one answered.

Angele frowned, repeating the words.

Jomo waited for a few minutes, and Angle repeated again.

"I'm purple-eyed, sorry ....."

"Are you from the Tari River? Do you like my little bear?" A young girl's voice rang from the other corner of the room, interrupting her voice.

Angle noticed that there was a small round table in another dark corner of the room. At the table stood a small puppet man. And he hadn't seen it before, apparently what force field caused his attention to drop.

The puppet, in a white princess dress, was tinkering with something on the table with both hands.

Strangely, the puppet doesn't have a head, and it's only as tall as Angele's waist.

Angel glanced carefully at the little round table.

This headless puppet is dissecting his head with both hands.

Proficiently cut the skin. When the skull was removed, the structure inside was exactly the same as a real person, with blood and white brain flowers. Blood dripped down the floor along the tabletop, exuding a strong fishy smell.

The head of the beautiful and delicate puppet on the table, under the puppet's hands, is being gently pulled away from Bai Huahua's head.

"Bear?" Angle whispered, "Do you mean Budi?"

The puppet stopped and raised his head with both hands, so that the head without the cranium faced Angele. Her head is beautiful. Just like ordinary human little girls.

Blonde shawl, white skin, clear blue eyes, blinking from time to time. If the cranium is not lifted, it may be a perfect doll picture.

"It looks like you've seen it. So what happened to you? As you can see, I'm busy right now. If there is any request, I just need someone to help me out." >

"I just want to ask personally about my organization's hands, what do adults want to do?" Angle whispered.

"Treat?" Alice, the puppet, held her head in one hand, and put her hand in her head to start stirring. "Let me think ..."

The brain was shattered and made a thick, squealing sound.

"Well ... now you don't have to worry about this. The organization promised and signed the agreement. It will not be violated." Alice thought for a while, and there seemed to be nothing to say, "Okay, your request I realized it, now it's your turn to do me a favor. "

Angel narrowed his eyes and was about to speak.

"Bill." Alice suddenly called.

Suddenly, Angle only felt a pain in his head, and his eyes suddenly slumped, then straight down, and soon he completely lost consciousness.

"Oh. I thought there was a brain in the projection ...... really disappointed ..." Between the consciousness remaining, Alice's voice came slowly.

Opening his eyes again, Angele took a deep breath, glanced at the purple eye ring on his left hand, and there was a hint of complexity in his eyes.

From Alice's attitude, his status and importance are far less than before. Although he also thought of this possibility in advance, he did not expect to come so fast.

Now, the attitude of the Black Witch Tower was ambiguous last time, and its elite forces were maintained by the agreement with the Black Witch Tower.

"Last look at the situation. If it's not good, you can only use the last method ...... the core is about to condense and complete." Angele slowly stood up and stroked the ring. surface.

"Now organize the resources on your body first. Maybe it will be time to use them soon." Angele stood in the stone room, closed his eyes, and slowly sink into his consciousness.

Extremely great mental strength has already exceeded hundreds of thousands in total under the test of the chip. It's just that all these mental powers are obtained by absorbing negative emotions, not by Anglo's step-by-step practice. The real core is the three cores he is paying attention to now. This is why even if he gets the core now, he will only be weaker than the eyes and bones.

Three spiritual powers that are the result of three spiritual powers are recorded with three different talented witchcrafts. This is the true core spiritual power of Angle.

The three dark red cores are slowly turning among the numerous negative emotional and spiritual powers. This is also the key to the power of the world to suppress so many of Angele.

If he absorbs all his spiritual power, then the power of the world will not suppress his too much power. At least it is not a third-level wizard level, and it is replaced by eye devil and so on. At least it is at the level of five or six.

But if he really absorbs all these mental powers, the power of the world may not let him enter the world so easily.

The three psychic crystals are diamond-shaped and come together to emit a faint red light. In the red light, a small, white-winged white lion was suspended, curled up to sleep. A small golden red phoenix slowly flies around the lion, spinning continuously like a satellite.

"Next, how do I apply the negative emotions absorbed to my gifted witchcraft ... or directly condense new crystals." Angle's closed eyes slowly lightened blue Color fluorescence.

"Establish the Dawn Wizard Crystallization."

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