The Wizard World: 540 leave 1
The white winged man in the sky also gradually faded away at this time, it is a shadow of witchcraft used by wizards.
Angele flew towards Vapéri, and some white city building ruins appeared on the ground in front, with a large number of mutant human figures crawling inside. .
No matter what shape these human figures have, their bodies are as sharp as sword blades. And it seems that there is a very sharp temperament in the walking room. Apparently a monster created by Vapéri.
Flying over the city ruins, Angele looked around and flicked his fingers. A black smoke flew out in front of him to form a mirror screen, and a clear picture slowly appeared on it.
Vapelli is laughing and floating above a city, laughing wildly, surrounded by countless silver sword marks like green tornadoes. A huge amount of sword marks flew in all directions, forming an indiscriminate violent attack.
Each sword mark fell and exploded in the city, forming a small cloud of black mushrooms. All the people in the city, whether ordinary people or wizards, were fleeing frantically. No one dared to resist, apparently they had been completely defeated by any confidence.
"Vapelli, I'm going to leave here now and tell you in advance that Nightmare Power has undergone some unknown change in the goblin world. Be careful yourself," Angle whispered.
"Change? Hey ... whatever it is ... willn't this world become more interesting?" Vappelli hovered high above the air, his figure floated up and down. "Without my speed, people in this city are going to die again." Unfortunately, you can't absorb any soul. "
"It doesn't matter." Angele didn't care. For him now, absorbing the soul and negative emotional energy is only a very slow increase in strength. And a small amount is not very useful, only large-scale can make a difference.
This time I came into the fairy world, mainly just to see the current situation of the Black Witch Tower. Now it just happened to completely settle the dispute with the Black Witch Tower, and his purpose was almost achieved.
It's just in the arrogant attitude of Vaperry, he is indeed a bit upset.
"But the changes here shouldn't be too dangerous. You have a good time. I still have something to do, go back first." He didn't tell the image of the weird man he saw earlier.
"Whatever you want." Vapelli snapped into the shadows.
Angel drew a smile from the corner of his mouth, and he suddenly stagnated slightly, turning his head to look at the right-hand mouth of a woman's face close to him, right next to his shoulder.
There is only one finger between the woman's face and his face.
"Huh?" Angle thought, and the whole body burst into a circle of dark red halo. The power of the manic nightmare dissipates instantly to expel all energy from the air.
Withdrawing from his body for a few meters, he looked at the woman who appeared suddenly.
A white dress with a pale complexion, eyes painted black without any white eyes, black hair like a waterfall, looking at Angele calmly.
"This phenomenon became more and more dense. Angele frowned, stretched out his hands and turned it into a black giant forceps and cut it to the woman's neck.
Click!
The woman is intact and still standing in place, whether it is the dark red halo or the giant clamp attack, it has no effect on her, as if it is just an image floating in the air.
"Neither the physical attack nor the energy attack can react?" Angle stared at the woman with a gaze. "It seems to be different from the nightmare world ... at least it could be expelled and destroyed with energy attacks before."
Oh!
The woman suddenly shattered like soap bubbles into countless white spots and faded into the air.
Angel's eyes flashed blue, his eyes froze slightly, and he suddenly turned his head downwards to a dense wood, located on the right side of the ruins of the city.
Angele leaned down and flew into this wood. It slammed on the ground.
There is no sound in the surrounding woods, no bugs, no birds, as if there is only a dead silence except the plants. White mist was permeating between the two-meter-thick trees.
"Those whiter particles that have become thinner are clearly here." Angele's brow wrinkled slowly and walked slowly in the woods, his eyes continuously flashing a light blue light.
His ...
Suddenly he turned around suddenly and looked at a large tree beside him.
On the surface of the big tree, a portrait of a woman is actually drawn, watching him quietly. This woman is actually the woman in the white dress just now.
The portraits of women are lifelike, as if they are really living.
Her body is not enough to draw completely on a large tree, but only half of it is shown on it. It's just that the color is not inferior to the photos of the earth. As if the trunk is a mirror, it clearly reflects the figure of a woman.
The most weird thing is, after watching Angelle for a while, the woman slowly moved her body and walked deep into the woods. The figure suddenly disappeared on the surface of the trunk, but then appeared on the surface of another large tree. The two trees were close together, and the gap in the middle seemed to block part of the woman's body, forming a weird image of the body crossing the two trees.
Angel watched the woman slowly and quietly toward the depths of the forest, feeling that these big trees seemed to be cracks, and the gap in the middle seemed to be a large stone, and he was seeing the back of the stone walking through the crack. Woman.
A flat portrait of a woman is walking slowly. Only the trunk of a large tree can clearly show her shape. When she walks to an area with a large gap in the woods, Angele cannot sense anything, as if out of thin air Disappeared in general.
Only after he calculated the speed of the woman, the woman will appear on the trunk of the next tree on time.
Like a flowing oil painting, women's portraits constantly travel through unknown spaces, only the surface of the trunk can emerge ...
‘The scan phenomenon is invalid, the scan phenomenon is invalid, and the chip at the ear repeatedly repeats the invalid tone.
Angele followed the portrait of the woman and walked into the deep woods. Soon, the woman's portrait disappeared completely. Appearing before him was a dilapidated wooden building.
The off-white double-storey small building is torn and crooked, and the windows and doors are half crooked to one side, which may fall and fall at any time. A gust of wind passed, Xiao Lou suddenly made a creaking noise.
As soon as approaching this small building, Angele felt a little faint.
Stopped outside the black fence outside the small building, standing in front of the entrance iron gate.
creak "
In a harsh sound, the iron gate opened automatically in Angele's sight, as if an invisible hand was opening the iron gate, welcoming him.
"What's the purpose of you leading me here?" Angle slowly spoke, then spoke again in Chaos and Medina.
No voice came and no one answered.
Angele stood motionless outside the iron gate.
"I once saw a very special world record in an ancient gold book. That world is full of all kinds of weirdness and mystery. It is a powerful world far away from us. It and chaos The world and many other powerful worlds converge all year round. It is said that the weird outbreak of the nightmare world every so often is the reason why that world is projected. Of course, this is just one of the explanations. I do n’t believe it. Gu Zi said.
No one answered yet. The gray building was silent, and even the wind gradually disappeared.
"It is said that the power of nightmare is one of the best ways for the world to project." Angri's face suddenly burst into a smile. "And the best way to break and leave is"
He closed his eyes slowly.
Open again.
The small building in front of me disappears, and the irons disappear. Even the surrounding woods disappeared.
Angele is standing in front of a delicate oil painting of ruins.
A double-storey white wooden cabin on the oil painting is surrounded by dark green woods, and a corner is slowly exposed in the forest. The iron door outside the small building was half-open, and Anglican could still hear the sound of creaking metal friction.
At the second-floor window of the small building, a woman in a white skirt can be seen gazing quietly at Anglie in front of the oil painting. Her eyes were purely black, without the slightest whiteness.
Angel looked around. This mural seems to be a church-like building preserved in the ruins of the city, and a large number of red candles are placed around it. The melted wax oil re-condenses on the ground into a pool of scarlet blood. .
"If I walked in like this just now, maybe I would never be trapped in the oil painting again, would I?" Angell looked at the oil painting in front of her, staring at the woman behind the window. "Maybe you also became part of the oil painting like this?" He murmured.
Opening a mouth and emitting a black smoke, turned into a black rope, tied directly to the painting week. Angell intended to take this thing back to study it carefully.
The mural is attached to a stone of more than three meters in diameter, and the smoky surrounding oil painting is bundled for weeks.
"Get up!" Angele raised his hand.
The stones are still motionless.
"Is energy ineffective?"
He sank, waved a few dark red flames and turned into a few lionheads, and went around to hold the mural stones together.
‘Roar,
Several lionheads roared with strength, but still couldn't lift a mural stone with a diameter of only three meters.
Angele groaned.
Slap! !!
He snapped his fingers suddenly.
The distant human form trembling and shrinking in the distance suddenly froze, and did not dare to move, all of them fell down in awe.
"Some of you, come here and get me this painting intact." Angele stretched his fingers to the left of the three mutants.
The right arms of these three men are all in the shape of red giant swords, carrying a spine-like spine on their backs, each of them is up to two meters in height, with muscle knots on their bodies, and even a woman.
Indicated by Angele, the three hurriedly came over and fell to their knees.