Wizarding Immortal Chapter 387: Lyon

"It’s fogging outside."

In the morning, standing on the balcony of my home, watching the mist rising in the distance, Adil said to himself.

Beside him, Coral and others are standing beside him, looking at the gradually rising scenery in the distance.

In the distance, a ray of white mist is rising, and the whole city is enveloped little by little, making it impossible to see any scenery at a glance.

And between this white mist, occasionally there is a ray of black gas, which is constantly condensed into the human form in the air, like a ghost that is unwilling to roar, strange.

"What should we do now? Do we stay here or try to go out?"

Keep watching quietly for a while, watching the mist grow thicker in the distance, and Kus couldn't help speaking.

"Wait first." The expression on Adil's face did not change, but just watched the fog rising outside quietly: "This fog will not last long, and will dissipate in up to three days."

"After three days, we decide whether to leave."

Listening to this, the people's original dignified complexion eased slightly, so nodded.

This misty vision has also been seen by Adil. The scene predicted by the Wheel of Fortune clearly shows that the mist will last for three days before it dissipates.

In fact, it is not just the city at the moment, but at this time in the whole world, but where there are a large number of human gatherings, there is a similar mist rising at this time, covering everything.

The final itinerary was confirmed, and with the presence of Adil, everyone stayed here with peace of mind.

On the same day, with the permission of Adil, Tilly and Corral walked out of the house together.

The mist that appears here is strange. Although the appearance looks very rich, as soon as a person walks in, the mist around a few meters will automatically spread out, seeming to make way for others.

Around the morning, as the morning sun began to rise, a little sound was also heard from all around, making the area more popular.

The sudden strong fog has caused a lot of trouble to the lives of urban residents, making the surroundings seem noisy for a while.

The gradually lively atmosphere dispelled the fear. By noon, Kus summoned the courage to say goodbye to Adil, and it seemed that he was going to return home first.

Boom! boom!

At noon, a slight knock on the door rang.

"Will Mr. Corral be there?" A calm voice came from the door, judging from the voice, it should not be old.

Listening to the voice, Coral and Tilly looked at each other, and finally chose to step forward.

He was holding a pistol in his hand, and he used his eyes to signal to Tilly beside him, as long as there was something wrong outside the door, he would respond immediately.

Going to the door gently, he took a deep breath and stared at the door, opening the door in an instant with maximum effort.

With a squeak, the old door was opened by Corral, and people outside the back door rushed in immediately.

"So fast!"

In a hurry, Coral’s eyes narrowed, and he could only flash the thought in his heart, and then felt a pain in his wrist. The pistol he was holding was instantly taken away by a tall figure.

"It’s not a good habit to point a gun at a guest."

Gently hand the seized pistol to a person behind him, holding Corral’s wrist, and a man smiled.

It was a young man with a handsome look, probably in his twenties, wearing a black uniform. He was smiling lightly at this time, and he looked very relaxed: "You are Police Corral ?"

He looked at Coral in front of him and asked with a chuckle.

"Who are you?"

Holding the wrist by the opponent, feeling the pain and powerlessness from the wrist joint, Coral's face was cold, and there was no tension after the weapon was captured.

"Am I?" The youth on the opposite side was stunned for a while, and seemed to be a little surprised by Coral's performance, and then laughed again: "My name is Lyon, strictly speaking, your boss."

"I can't remember that I have a boss like you." Coral looked at each other coldly, without giving him a good face.

"The past really did not." Lyon nodded seriously: "But from now on, you have."

"Let go of my father." Opposite, looking at the black pressure in front of him, and Lyon holding Coral's arm, Tilly said, her face looked calm, without seeing this scene under normal circumstances. Nervous and scared.

"What if I don't let it go?" Lyon was surprised when he looked at Tilly in front of him and felt the calm of the other party.

The other party, Tilly didn't speak, but just stepped back quietly and looked at Lyon with some strange eyes.

Looking at this weird look, Lyon is a little uncomfortable, but he hasn’t waited for something to do before a sudden pressure hits him.

It looks like a mountain is suddenly depressed, but in a moment, everything around has started to change, even the surrounding air seems to start to become heavy, every dust and every particle in it starts to become active And condensed, turned into a huge pressure, pressed against them in an instant.

It was like a mortal faced with a dragon, and it was like falling from a height of thousands of kilometers. An indescribable and indescribable terror pressure emerged from these people's hearts, so that all the fears in their hearts began to appear. Time can hardly control his body, he has to kneel directly.

Drip···

Sound of sweat dripping on the ground sounded.

In front of the gate, Lyon was sweating like a bath, and his cold sweat kept dripping, wetting all the clothes on his body.

Forcing to endure the strong fear of rising in his body, he barely raised his head and looked slowly in a certain direction.

As his eyes shifted, a pair of silver eyes slowly appeared in front of his eyes.

Boom!

At this moment, his whole head was shocked, and everything around him was quickly swallowed up by the darkness. There were only a pair of thrilling eyes in his sight, and that terrifying sight.

Until the next moment~IndoMTL.com~ he awakened violently, waking up from that instinctive deterrence, and saw the true face of those eyes.

It was a boy in school uniform, very thin, and his age was about ten years old. His entire face was clear, with no expression on his face. At this moment, his eyes were looking in this direction.

"This... is just a look, let me..."

Looking at the boy who appeared in the distance, Lyon’s face was bitter. At this moment, there was an unprecedented horror. At the same time, there was a strong vigilance: "If such a terrible awakener chooses a riot, I am afraid that the entire kingdom will suffer hugely. Loss..."

Touch···

It hasn't been long since a pain came from his chest, and he quickly stood up with a figure.

King Lyon knocked down on the ground with a punch. Corral snorted coldly, then stepped aside, picked up his pistol, and pointed his muzzle directly at Lyon.

"Speak, who are you?"