The Wizard World: 607 Advent 4

"It's no wonder that other people don't let this pass, it still has this secret, but if it's all this level, living a long time is a waste!" Angele finally looked at the wind and turned to walk to the west end.

"What do you want to do !!!?" Nishio moved his body in horror, but Angri slammed his ankle and screamed.

"Little guy, this is a lesson for you." Angele bent over and pinched the neck of West Tail, and flung back like a chick. Just threw it out of the boat and disappeared into the sea of ​​clouds in an instant.

Only faintly heard the scream of West End.

The empty ship flew forward under the package of red light, dragging a long red tail flame in the sea of ​​clouds, and soon disappeared into the sky.

In the huge wind behind, the off-white tornado still spins slowly and steadily like a huge funnel. A tens of meters of a man's face slowly emerged from the funnel surface, consisting of countless gray clouds.

The man quietly watched the empty ship disappear into the distant sky, leaving a faint red mark. Then he sighed softly and re-entered the eye of the wind.

"We can't afford this man, don't look for him anymore." A calm man's voice came from the eyes of the wind.

The two lieutenant commanders, who were caught up in the rapid flight behind, suddenly looked at each other and slowly stopped in the sea of ​​clouds with a group of storm elements. Looking at the direction in which the empty ship left, the two looked at each other, and both saw a shock from the other's eyes.

"Even the Lord Lord can't afford to mess it up," said the male leader Shibuya.

The others were silent, some storm elements clenched their fists tightly, and their nails almost pierced their palms. The atmosphere was dull and depressing.

"Close up!" The female commander raised her hand and flew towards the wind.

**************************** A few days later, a group of three-headed hawksbill was surrounded by a red halo and quickly became black. He fell from the sky. Like dumplings, hundreds of three-headed eagles died more than half of them instantly, and the rest turned terribly in fear.

On the blue empty ship, Angele took back the red light on his body, glanced at the three-headed eagle, and struck the hull under his feet. The empty ship immediately flew forward.

Another blue empty ship passed by quickly after another brown empty ship.

A large group of snake lizards flying around the brown empty ship was swept away by a large red light, and suddenly turned into a coke corpse and fell down.

The apprentices and knights who are still fighting **** the ship's deck haven't responded yet, and they saw that all the snake and lizard people were swept by the red light and burned automatically, turning into a black body.

An old woman at the bow of the boat, leaning over the staff above her head, bowed towards the flying blue empty ship.

Even with her blessing of witchcraft, she can only vaguely see that the figure who rescued them is a figure in a purple and black robe

Angele has been racing at full speed for more than ten days without stopping. The imprints on him made his strength soar.

The original level real body in the middle of the eighth level actually grew fiercely to the top of the eighth level under the nourishment of the mark. This increase in terror seems to have no limit. Faintly there is no end in sight.

The peak of the eighth level has reached the strongest level under the ancestors. Going forward, it is not that the improvement of strength can be advanced, but a qualitative change is needed. The ancestors are not a level that can be reached by strength alone. They represent the rootless source, the source of strength that never dries up.

In order to prevent the ever-expanding power of the huge real body from collapsing the body, Angle began to radiate his power naturally, let the power of the world help him suppress it, and reduce the degree of isolation of the body by a large amount. . In this way, a fragile balance is barely maintained.

In this way, although he may be able to exert his eighth level strength without using his body in the future, but in this way, Angliel always has a feeling that if the body is allowed to continue to grow stronger, I am afraid the final result will be himself Explosive. The true body of his own soul cannot withstand the steady flow of terror.

Therefore, every time he encounters any opportunity to vent his power, he should not miss it. On the way, he encounters any polluting creatures or objects intercepting empty ships. He is directly burned to death by the high-temperature area of ​​the Son of the Sun.

High fever area is one of his fastest ways to consume power. As long as the temperature is high enough and the range is large enough, the energy consumption rate will reach a very high level, which can be used to curb the increasingly fast growing body. The power of blood.

Finally, a few days later, the empty ship overlooked from a high altitude. The vast and endless gem sea in the west coast area was finally faintly visible. The azure sea of ​​gems was like a large piece of blue jade jewel, clear and crystal clear, in the hot sun Blue fluorescence is reflected down.

Angel's veiled face faintly nostalgic, stepped on the deck with one foot, the empty ship tilted down, adjusted the bow, and flew straight below.

"Finally back"

************************** Three large narwhal carcasses float on the surface of the pale blue waters of the Gem Sea, The red blood then spread over a large area of ​​the sea and looked abnormally bloody.

On one of the white whale's silver horns, a tall man with a translucent body is standing firmly.

His eyes are closed, and a grayish-white crowned disc hovering behind. The black shadow cast by the pointer above him is pointing strangely directly above.

Suddenly, the shadow of the crown pointer spins up quickly, hissing noise. After dozens of laps, the pointer's shadow suddenly stopped, pointing to the north-west position.

The man's eyes widened suddenly, the blue pupil narrowed slightly.

"The man who took my key has finally appeared"

Dozens of small faces slowly appeared on his face, including male and female, old and young.

"We also feel that the man who stole the key to the shadow"

"Kill him! Kill him !!!"

"Hungry"

"Recapture the keys and regain control of the hourglass of time!"

"Nora! Time will prove you wrong."

The faces roared loudly, each speaking their own words. Some are crazy, some are reprimand, some are angry, some are hatred.

The "Enough" man whispered, "Time has proven me right. Don't you feel that I am strong now? Such power has far exceeded our strongest period of the year. This is great, let us combine the time of one. "

The faces of the man's face slowly calmed down, the original normal face was restored, and disappeared.

"Time will prove that I am right and that I will always be right." He glanced somewhere in the sea of ​​his right hand, his toes lightly, his body snoring disappeared as if it had never appeared.

After more than half an hour.

To the right of the narwhal, two men suddenly emerge from the blue sea. They were all middle-aged people in black robes, with a frightened expression on their faces.

"Finally he left, but he didn't find us. Didn't this lunatic always move in the eastern seas?" Why would he suddenly come here? "One of them whispered.

"I do n’t know the axis of time. It was known as crazy blood. All the wizards who joined it were lunatics. Who can predict the whereabouts of a lunatic?" The other man spit out the sea water in his mouth, but the guy left the waves The direction seems to be land, isn't it going to land? "

"If you really go to land, it will be a big trouble. No one on the west coast can cure this monster."

The two looked at each other and both saw a hint of worry in the other's eyes.

************************* Over the blue sea above the jewel sea, a blue empty ship leans straight down, fiercely. Crashed into the deep sea.

Boom! !!

The hull of the 100-meter hull on the empty ship plunged into the sea, causing a wave of white waves to ripple, and the waves a few meters high spread out around. The water splashed and fell on the surrounding sea surface, like heavy rain, with a little water pattern.

The first half of the hull pierced into the sea, the second half of the hull rose up, and was sinking continuously. On the ship's deck, Angele was wearing a purple and black robe, covered with a purple veil and wearing a hood, showing only a pair of bright red eyes.

Slightly stepping on his foot, he jumped a few meters high, and his right hand quickly drew several symbols in the air.

"Ai Bingsi (floating)!" A witchcraft sentence was chanted in his mouth, and Angel's body floated naturally in the air.

Looking down at the sinking empty boat, Angele turned to look to the left, there is a golden beach with a dense black coconut grove.

Slightly leaning forward, Angele flew straight towards the beach. But for half a minute, it landed gently on the beach.

"Where is this? It seems that I am too fast, far beyond the normal route stops."

He stretched out his fingers to slowly draw a red semicircle in the air, which automatically flashed a sun and a moon. The graphic flickered, and then a translucent old man's face emerged.

"It's been a long time since I used the West Coast witchcraft, I really miss it." Angele looked at the face, and a smile drew from the corner of his mouth. Temporarily gather a spiritual surname, ask him for the information he needs, and then compile it into a language that he can understand.

"Which direction is the kingdom Ram answered?" he asked softly.

The old man hesitated. "Passing ships are all along there." His eyes looked at a coconut grove on the right side of Angele.

"I see."

Angele waved away the transparent face.

"Since the entrance is at the college answered by Ram, it is easy to find the kingdom of the college answered by Ram. It is just right to visit Lennon by the way. Timothy and that little family don't know that they have passed by now. How's it going. "

He shook his head slightly and laughed absurdly. "I am really getting old". On the tip of his toes, his whole body instantly turned into a flame, disappearing in the place, between the coconut groves hundreds of meters away. Another dark red flame was fleeting.

(To be continued)