The Wizard World: 530 History 1

530 History 1

But whether Wei Wei is really innocent or not, Angele, as her son, doesn't want to go any further.

Body appears in the flames at the entrance below the stone pillar. Angele trimmed his robes and walked down the spiral stone ladder.

Below is a stone ladder that leads to the basement of the stone pillars. Turin and Brigitte quickly descended from the second floor and followed behind Angele.

"How is it?"

"The man is a son of His Royal Highness Dragon. His limbs have been cut off, his eyes, tongue and ears have been completely abolished. Now it is only the surviving vitality of a wizard who still maintains his life." Turin simply answered , "What are you going to do?"

Angleton paused, and was a little bit surprised at what he heard.

"Your Royal Highness really deserves me. Since he gives me such a big face." He didn't finish, and went straight to the end of the stone ladder. Standing in front of an open alder door.

The basement inside the door is a bit dark, with torches burning on the black stone wall, emitting bright yellow light.

In the basement, a glass jar, the size of which is surrounded by one person, is cylindrical. Inside it was a human stick creature with its limbs cut off. Only his head emerged from the water, breathing hard and hard.

In addition, in the innermost corner of the basement, there are several young white armored women who look extremely weak.

Angel pulled the neckline, strode in, and stood in front of the glass jar to look at the creatures inside.

The person inside has no hair, eyebrows, or any other hair. The whole person is like two large and one small meats connected together, and the skin is gray. In the face of Angle's approach, the flesh did not respond, still breathing with his own mouth.

"He is the main culprit, using false image information to deceive Wei Fei, which Elder Weiwei trusts." Turin explained behind him.

Angel's reddish eyes stared at Vefi in the jar. It was a long time before he spoke softly.

"Since His Royal Highness has punished me, to this extent, this person is probably going crazy." He shook his head and turned to the corner.

"These are the accomplices of Wei Fei." Turin quickly introduced. "His Royal Highness will be sent here for your disposal."

Angel didn't speak, and a few dark red hairs flew behind him, piercing the foreheads and brows of these people with precision. Only one person was left alone.

These people froze, their eyes widened, and their eyes became dull.

A group of light blue spirits are pulled out by the hair, and the silk is absorbed a few times like a drink through a straw.

After solving these people, Anglieu glanced at the stick in the glass jar. "Last one, eat the contents of the jar."

He looked at the white skirt girl who had left alone.

This girl seems a little frightened, or has some mental problems. She stared at Angler with her eyes wide open, and at the stick in the glass jar.

"Will you let me go?" she asked intermittently, her voice hoarse.

"If you don't have any left." Angle smiled cruelly. Reaching out to the stick, a green light slowly landed on the stick. "Go, no one can leave here until he is eaten by you."

The girl in the white skirt stared blankly at the stick in the glass jar. There was a moment of silence in the basement.

Turin and Brigitte also frowned, but this was Anglier's order, and they could not disobey.

The girl was stunned for a while, and finally got up slowly, and staggered towards the glass jar.

Angel smiled even harder. A finger was pointed at the girl, and a smoky smoke suddenly penetrated into the girls' ears. "I give you sharp teeth and sharp nails. Remember, don't waste it." He turned and strode out of the basement.

Turin and Brigitte also followed and turned to follow him. The last thing they heard was the crazy crunches and chewing sounds coming from the basement, just like the beast's urgency.

I didn't wait for the three to go far, and just stood at the exit of the stone pillar, a sudden muffled noise came from the basement. As if something had exploded.

"Bridget asks someone to clean up the basement and make sure there are no live mouths in it." Angeli stopped and said lightly, "Turin, next I'm going to leave the middle to avoid the chaos. What are your plans?"

Turin returned to God, and did not answer immediately, but waited until Brigitte left before slowly speaking.

"Now the situation, I am no longer a wanted man from the mainland, and I originally followed the adults to be able to live a peaceful life. Where the adults go, I will also go." He thought for a while and whispered.

"If I asked you to be with Vivi, would you?" Angelle asked suddenly.

The hesitation appeared on Turin's face: "Sorry, sir, you know what happened to me, I'm really sorry for joining Yuanneng's hand"

Angel nodded in understanding. He knew very well that Turin had a shadow on joining the wizarding organization because of the murder of the family teacher. This shadow will not be lifted for a while. Maybe now it seems that he has become a lot normal because of the battle with Bedoria, but in fact he still has crazy and negative emotions in his bones.

"You don't have to join Yuanneng's hands, you just need to stay with Weiwei to protect her."

"That's fine. But before leaving Central, I want to solve one thing alone, I wonder if you can allow it?" Turin continued.

"Within a month," Angle added, "need help despite coming back."

"Master Xie." Turin took a few steps back, turned around and walked out of the stone pillar gate, striding toward the grassland in the distance, and soon his shape gradually blurred and disappeared out of the grassland.

Angel tightened his black robe and walked out of the stone pillar.

There are few people outside, and there are few people in the forest. The harp sound can be heard in the stone forest. Low and tender, as if a woman's cry.

Brigitte brought a few maids out of a stone pillar on the left and came towards this side. Standing next to Angele, after the maid entered the stone pillar and went to the basement, Brigitte whispered.

"What are you going to do with me? Give me a credible one?" She stared at Angela with a gaze. "Now I can't go back to the Black Witch Tower, and the Alliance will not let go of this rare source of information for me. Apart from following you, I have only the way to live in seclusion."

"Would you like to live in seclusion?" Angle glanced at her with a smile. The sight of Yu Guang swept away not far, and a few white wizards came out of a stone pillar. Two of them were saying goodbye to each other. The two hugged and whispered something.

Looking at this familiar scene, I do n’t know why. Angel suddenly had a faint emotion. I do n’t know why. He wanted to take a long sigh. Even Brigitte ’s question at this time seemed to become a little bit Blurred.

He remembers when he first left his father, went to college, or left the West Coast to board a hot air balloon. There was a hint of loneliness in the chest.

Looking at Brigitte who was waiting for her reply. This white-clad woman has black hair with a shawl, a cold and pure face, fair and delicate skin, and a decisive and heroic look. If you do not speak, it is estimated that anyone will regard it as a rare beauty. This temperament contains a strong self-confidence. Anglia has only seen it from female knights who have long practiced swordsmanship.

While he was still visible only from Brigitte, the wizard.

The close-fitting white armor perfectly highlights Brigitte's uneven body, without any extraness.

"You can't tell, you have a good appearance." Angell said with a smile. "You should be glad that I am not an obsessed wizard, otherwise your end will be much worse than it is now."

"I think you are worse than that kind of wizard." Brigitte answered coldly. "Say, let me go! Staying by your side is a torment for me every day!"

"You disarm me and arm me, and I can let you go at any time." Angelle replied briefly.

"Do you think it's possible?" Brigitte's face showed a sarcastic look. "Conceptual arms are not something you can wear and you can put it on, and I can't take it off if you want to take it off. Even if you kill me, this set The armor will only disappear automatically, not remain. "

Angele stopped talking, just smiled.

The two wizards not far away, one of them flew up and flew directly to the distant steppe, and soon disappeared on the horizon.

"How long have you lived Brigitte?" he asked abruptly.

"Don't you know that asking the questioning lady's age is the biggest impolite behavior?"

"Oh, 131 years old, right, really young." Angele recoiled his spirits.

"You guys !!! Peeping at my memory again!" Brigitte's face turned red.

"So, let me see how long you can live? It's normal." Anglile's eyes glowed with blue light, scanning Brigitte from head to toe. "Your body is very energetic, with a specific life expectancy. If you calculate it normally, you can still live for about five hundred years. Well, what do you want to do? I still have something to do, and I have to leave alone for a while.

After talking to myself, Angele ignored the Brigitte who was flushed and was about to swell, and walked directly to the center of the stone forest.

"Asshole !!!" Brigitte yelled behind.

In the center of Stone Forest, one of the thickest cylindrical stone pillars is quietly inserted into the sky, which is half higher than other stone pillars, which is very eye-catching.

Angele scans Brigitte's life.

The fourth-level Dawn Wizard has a specific life span that varies from person to person. If it is well maintained, it can live for seven or eight hundred years, and for poor maintenance it can be at most four or five hundred years. The above-level wizard Angel is not clear, but

He is now at the eighth level, but his life is very clear.

Eight-level creatures can survive for about 100,000 years at the most. Some are more special. They can survive for 500,000 to 600,000 years. The longest even has the oldest existence that has survived for millions of years in the book of Omen.

The only way to improve life is to increase the level of the ontology. Although other methods are effective, they can be extended for decades at best. The quality of the soul cannot be improved, and no matter how the body is improved, it will decay.

Angel's biggest concern is that Wei Wei has lived for hundreds of years. How long will she live? (To be continued.