The Wizard World: 591 Halfway 2

He didn't dare to get too close to the two bones, walked away and walked to the wooden door, holding the nest of crickets in one hand and holding the brass doorknob in one hand.

Hesitated.

"If compared with the previous room, the danger in the room here should be lower than the level of bones and corpses. But ..."

Cuck!

Suddenly, the doorknob turned away instantly. It wasn't that Angele turned at all, but someone inside seemed to twist the doorknob sharply.

A strong suction pulled Angele in.

Identical red carpets, the walls and ceilings are hanged with countless oil paintings. The oil painting is a picture of different regions.

Dark green mountains, transparent rivers, dark yellow deserts, dark nights .....

What's most conspicuous is that on the old high-back chair in the middle of the room, there is an old woman whose body is rotten and dark.

She is sitting on a chair, wearing a pure white dress, wearing a white wildflower straw hat on her head, and covering her face with her head down. A pair of small blue and white flowers lay horizontally on both knees, and they looked very fresh, as if they had just been picked.

Angele stared at the rotten corpse of the old woman with vigilance and walked slowly into the room.

"It's been a long time since no one came here ..." The old woman's body suddenly raised her head slowly, exposing the black rotten face. Her eyes were gone, just two black holes, and her left skin was gone, exposing the black muscle fibers underneath.

Looking at Angele's tense attitude, she pulled the skin slightly and made a smile-like expression. "Welcome, guests from afar."

"Welcome?" Angle glanced around the room calmly, and he heard it was a strange weird syllable. "I finally encountered a communicable existence. I should have been happy, why? Instead, I am completely unhappy? Madam, I feel a strong threat from you.

"Your induction is right. After about five hundred heartbeats, I will lose all my senses and kill you." The old woman answered with a smile, "but now I am awake. You can still communicate with me normally for a while. "

"Can I ask a few questions?"

"Of course you can."

Angele groaned. "Where is the Bone Tunnel, exactly? How can I get out of here and into the lost world, or the higher world?" He didn't ask the other party's identity and other meaningless questions, but picked out the key points.

"Tons of bones? Is this what you call this place? It's true." The old woman paused and seemed to be remembering something. "This place has always been called the intestine of the world and belongs to the maze of time and space. That is, Countless roots of the world. And this intestine of the world happens to be an abandoned time and space maze of the higher world. "

She turned to look at the oil paintings around her.

"Have you seen these paintings? These paintings are actually windows to other worlds. If you can understand the intestines of the world and go out. Then you can enter and exit those worlds freely."

"So how can I go out?" Angelle asked in a deep voice.

"Going out? You can never go out .... Of course, it's okay to enter these worlds. Only you can't go out here and enter the chaotic world." The old woman laughed softly, her voice was like a silver bell, crisp Euphemistically. "Don't you find that the further you go, the more you will encounter stronger beings and bones?"

"What do you mean?" Angle suddenly felt like he was catching some key.

"The maze of time and space ..... I ca n’t understand here, you can only walk in the long river of retrospective time, and never get back. Who knows that this is a tunnel that never gets to the end ..." Old The woman's eyes returned to Angele's face, "Did you know? You are now in an unknown time and space 26 million years ago. This is your limit, go further. The ancient powerful beings will grow More and more, more and more strong. Until everything returns to the original state at one point, everything will be integrated into the beginning of the world and turned into a chaos. "

嘭 ... 嘭 .... 嘭! !!

Sudden footsteps came from outside the door.

A huge invisible force came in from the door.

Angele was affected by this force all over his body and began to tremble slowly. That is the natural suppression of pure ancestor blood!

"This is ... this breath is ..." He suddenly remembered the giant skeleton, and the dying one had to write on the ground a powerful man who would never retreat.

The breath of the two is almost exactly the same, but the intensity is too different too much.

"Just want to conquer an arrogant here. Haven't you seen his bones the other day?" The old woman suddenly smiled strangely, "Young man ... you have been completely lost ... ... "

Angele can feel his heartbeat increasing. He was not confused by the words of the other person, but just lightly pressed the platinum ring on his left middle finger.

"It seems that I really overestimated myself ...... you said after 500 heartbeats ..."

The voice didn't fall, and the old woman on the seat suddenly trembled. The white flowers on the knees quickly became shorter. Zoomed out, but in a few blinks, it turned into a few brown-yellow seeds, then became smaller and smaller, and eventually disappeared completely.

Under the old woman's seat, slowly began to spread a white ring. The ring slowly advances in all directions, and the red carpet on the ground disappears completely after a certain distance. On the gray ground, patches of blue-white flowers slowly grew.

In an instant, half of the room becomes a sea of ​​flowers.

Angle now realized that five hundred heartbeats had arrived. He looked at the white ring solemnly, a red light popped out of his fingers, and shot into the ring.

The red light immediately annihilated in the air.

His complexion changed, and he held up the nest in his hand and threw it forward.

The nest ball floated in mid-air and began to spin frantically. Numerous flying insects spewed out of the hole, like a mass of black mist, constantly rushing to the old woman in the middle of the ring. Completely unaffected by white rings.

Each of the black flying insects lit up red compound eyes and rushed towards the middle seat.

In an instant, countless red lines lit up in the room, all concentrated towards the old woman in the center.

Om!

All the red lines stagnate in mid-air for a moment, and then a rupture breaks down, disappearing into the flowers and disappearing completely.

Angele snarled, and his body quickly expanded. A large amount of black mist poured out from the features, flooding himself, and the black mist dissipated, exposing a black-red hard carapace.

He is completely transformed into a second true body. A black-red weird scorpion, with a bloated and huge body, with more than ten legs in the lower body like a cricket.

But the size is not so huge, just over two meters tall.

The moment he transformed successfully, The Nest of Suddenly shocked, and quickly released a huge amount of red insect mist, covering the old woman towards the center.

Roar! !!

Angel leans out his right claw, and the eighth level power bursts out of his body. Wrapping around the claws, turned into countless black mist and rolled towards the old woman.

Screams and wailings permeated the black mist, and white faces were looming.

Boom! !!

The scorpion clamp pinches the person on the seat severely, and then instantly bursts like a phantom.

"Oh!"

Angel snorted, and the entire right arm was completely vanished from the elbow.

The white ring on the ground also slowly slowed down.

"Damn! It ’s just that I can't resist the aura that naturally radiates !!! It's not a level at all! Leave! Leave here right away!" The door handle twisted hard.

Slap!

The doorknob was actually screwed down by him directly, and the door of the room remained motionless.

Angel glanced at the center of the room. The old woman was shaking more and more violently, and her entire body began to burst with black bubbles. Then it kept exploding and growing up again.

The white halo is getting closer.

The violent black smoke of the eighth level is completely unable to resist its spread. The hawk's nest in the air slowly began to emit white smoke, apparently on the verge of damage.

His ...

Angel's foot has touched the white ring, and it instantly disappears into a void, and the black blood spouting from the wound is continuously consumed by the invisible void.

Try to keep your body close to the wall, Angliel felt his heart beating fiercely, as if to jump out of his chest.

The danger at his fingertips has made him sober-headed.

His mental energy is concentrated on the ring of Fennell between his fingers.

A small purple-black diamond crystal floats above the ring, just a ghost. And at the same time. A layer of diamond-shaped crystal protective film also slowly appeared around Angele's body.

Angele was relieved. "This ring can resist ten full-strength attacks at the eighth level, absolutely not ..."

The thoughts just flashed, the purple-black diamond-shaped mask has touched the white ring on the ground.

A burst of sizzling sounds began to come out at the communication between the two. The white ring stopped spreading and was blocked in place.

On the Angel's Ring of Finnier, the illusion of amethyst crystals fades at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.

"It is indeed the existence of the ancestor level ..." Angele was full of aches and pains in his acupuncture, and his features continued to pour out a lot of black smoke, which poured into the ring of his hand. Oddly, a smile appeared on his face instead.

Last look at the old woman in the center of the room, he turned sharply and ran.

The backhand threw out the ring of Finnier, and Angle jumped lightly and rushed to an oil painting on the wall.

Boom! !! !!

The ring and the cricket's nest exploded, and numerous black flames burst into the room with screams.

At the moment when Angle plunged into the oil painting, he looked back, and the old woman on the seat was slowly standing up. The entire head flew out abruptly, the old man pulled out of the neck, and rushed over like a snake.

Instantly, countless black flames and black smoke caught up from behind, completely drowning everything.

Angel heard a crisp clicking sound behind him, as if the glass shattered. Then there was a pain all over the body, as if the whole body of the skin was brushed down by layers of steel and flesh.

It's darkening suddenly, and I can't see anything. Vaguely, he heard a harsh scream coming from behind him. Screaming is like a bison.

The back of him seemed to be hit hard by the train, and his entire back was numb and unconscious.

Angele strengthened his spirit, barely melted his body into a cross sword, exhausted his last energy, and then knew nothing.