The Wizard World

hiss...

A circle of transparent ripples slowly reappeared on the bed.

As the ripples spread, a figure sitting cross-legged slowly emerged from the bed.

Angelet slowly opened his eyes and shook his drowsy head.

In the bedroom in front of him, there was a faint red mist floating in the air.

The surroundings were quiet, and the sound of rumbling flames and magma was no longer heard from the corridor outside.

Angelet frowned and rolled over from the bed.

hiss....

He slowly pulled out the scimitar of evil thoughts, and traces of green gas slowly pierced into his wrist.

"Every time I enter the world of nightmares, I feel a slight sense of tension..." Angelet narrowed his eyes. This kind of stimulation made Desi feel dangerous and trembling in his bones, which made him look forward to it.

Whenever this happens, he will always experience his own existence in an extremely real way.

It was quiet in the bedroom, only traces of red mist drifting slowly.

Angelet walked gently to the exit, reached out and grabbed the ring of the lid.

A cold and hard touch immediately came from the copper pull ring.

Snapped!

After a soft sound, the black cover was slowly pulled up. Expose the red channel below.

Angelet squatted by the lid, did not go out immediately, but waited for a while.

There has never been any movement outside, just a piece of silence.

He patted his waist lightly, and in the middle of his forehead, a black scorpion figure suddenly appeared. Then he took out the Thorn Light magic weapon he had prepared from his sleeve and held it in his left hand.

After doing this. He just jumped lightly.

Snapped!

Stand firmly in the corridor.

He quickly glanced left and right, but there was no movement on either side, only a hazy red mist slowly lingering in the air.

Angelet took a deep breath, but there was not even the slightest smell of sulfur in the air.

clang!

Suddenly, the sound of a metal hammer came out.

"It's the bell..." Angelet was startled, and a more obvious silvery white color appeared faintly on the surface of his body.

clang!

It was another bell, mixed with a faint echo.

"The sound is very close." Angelet walked slowly in the direction of the bell.

It was originally in the direction of the corridor leaving the accommodation area. At this time, it turned into an area shrouded in red mist.

Angelet didn't dare to go fast, he walked forward cautiously. Turn a corner. Go into another hallway.

Suddenly, he saw the source of the bell.

On the left side of the corridor, there is a huge mahogany clock embedded in the wall. It is as tall as a person. The dark red wooden surface and the white clock dial form a sharp color difference.

In the cavity of the wood below the clock.

The black ram hit a red metal piece one after another, making rhythmic bells.

Angelet stopped in front of the clock, and reached out to touch the surface of the clock, which was very smooth.

He frowned.

Continuing to walk along the corridor, he faintly felt that the mysterious coordinates left in his mind faintly sent out a message pointing the direction.

Continue to walk forward a few corridors, the bell is still ringing from behind, very rhythmic.

clang! clang! clang! clang!

Suddenly, the sound of the bell became extremely rapid.

Dang bang bang bang! ! clang! clang! Clank! ! Clang, clang!

It was as if someone was impatiently banging hard. There was a violent hasty knocking sound. It seemed that someone was venting their anxiety and anger. He grabbed the bell and slammed it hard on the metal piece.

Angelet held the scimitar in his backhand, turned around and ran back quickly.

Clap clap! !

The sound of footsteps echoed continuously in the corridor. The bells also became more and more hurried and random. It seemed that the person pulling the bell was getting more and more impatient.

Angelet arched his body, holding the machete of evil thoughts behind his back, his eyes faintly glowing with blue light.

The corner of the hallway ahead was getting closer and closer. The footsteps are getting quieter. Getting lighter and lighter.

laugh!

He turned sharply and rushed to the corridor in front of the dormitory area just now. Slowly poked his head out and looked in.

At this moment, the sound of the wall clock striking suddenly stopped.

The corridor was quiet, empty, and there was no trace of a clock on the wall.

Angelet watched carefully from left to right. Where the clock used to hang. Just a bare wall.

hiss...crack...

Suddenly, a burst of sound like a radio came from around.

"This is Gehrman. Gehrman's phantom sound agent will become a record of Gehrman's life. Father said, I will become a legend, and I think so..."

Angelet's complexion changed slightly, and he immediately stepped back and quickly left the corridor.

In the air, a little boy's voice came clearly from that corridor.

"Gehrman likes chestnuts, likes to drink Benli water, and likes to lay on his mother's stomach in the morning... His voice reveals a trace of innocence and liveliness.

Angelet's face became more and more ugly, and he ran quickly in the corridor. The voice kept drilling into his mind, like a drill, making his ears tingle.

"Ah oh.... I accidentally killed my father, he bled a lot, will he die? It's okay, I can change his body, so I don't have to worry about my father dying."

"Why are they all afraid of me? I'm so cute. I'm so annoying! You annoying adults!"

The little boy's voice finally became weaker and weaker, and finally gradually blurred until he couldn't hear it.

Only then did Angelet stop slowly. At this moment, his face was covered with cold sweat.

The corridor in front is dark, nothing can be seen, and the darkness behind is also invisible.

Angelet didn't know how long he had been running, the little boy's voice gave him a headache, and he couldn't concentrate his thoughts. And the wizard's inability to gather his spirit means that he has no power to resist. That's why he left so quickly.

"Chip, call up my mobile route."

'In the process of recalling the data image....alarm....alert...unexpected deviation of the moving route...'

In Angelet's left eye. A clear map slowly emerged, under the light blue line graphics, it was written: 'Map of the original ruins'

And another red line map slowly appeared in his right eye, it was a completely unfamiliar map.

When the ruins came out of the dormitory area, one route he ran and walked was clearly visible, and the others were all foggy, obviously there was no exploration record.

And his forward running route is a straight line. It has been extended for a long distance.

Compare with the original map. There is no such a corridor passage above.

Angelet faintly suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and watched back and forth vigilantly to prevent any accidents.

He tightened the machete in his hand. He moved forward slowly.

Soon, an oil painting appeared on the right wall. Light gold border, colorful picture. It looks very exquisite.

Angelet stopped slowly and glanced at the oil painting.

The picture above is an empty city. In the middle of the city, there are two small human figures, their bodies randomly outlined with black lines. The head is also just a simple circle.

On the exquisite oil painting, it looks very uncoordinated, like a child randomly scribbling a few strokes in a good work.

Suddenly, the two figures moved in front of Angelet's eyes.

In the city on the two-dimensional oil painting, two small human figures are running forward hand in hand. active.

"La la la... my people, where far away are you going, come back... come back... come back to me..."

A gentle female singing voice suddenly came from all directions around Angelet. Like whispering, like singing.

Angelet looked left and right, and the corridor was empty. All that could be seen was darkness.

He had a faint feeling of creepiness.

Holding the scimitar, he continued to move forward and left quickly. The woman's singing gradually became smaller and disappeared.

At the front end of the corridor, a light red copper door appeared soon. The door was half open, revealing the bright white light inside.

Quietly walked to the crack of the door. He looked down.

On the left side of the room, two white cats are squatting together and playing chess. Their right hands are all human arms, thick and powerful, with light yellow skin, exactly the same as the hands of adult men.

Every time they take a chess piece, they use this thick human hand.

The two white cats were engrossed in playing chess, and did not notice any other movement outside.

Angelet restrained his breath, walked into the room slowly, and walked quietly from the other side of the room.

He didn't intend to disturb the two white cats. When I entered the nightmare world in my lakeside villa, I faced that kind of danger, let alone the ruins below the crater, which itself is an ancient ruin. The nightmare world here will definitely not be comparable to the lakeside field back then.

Even if Angelet has advanced to a stronger level now, he doesn't want to rashly try the strength of these strange creatures in the nightmare world. The old tortoise almost got him petrified last time.

The two white cats simply didn't notice Angelet at all. They were engrossed in playing chess, ignoring any movement from the outside world.

Safely crossing the room, Angelet walked to the corridor with the open door opposite the room.

The corridor in front is the magic experiment area of ​​the ruins. In the gray darkness, the red mist is looming, making it look a little hazy.

Angelet looked to the left. In a room with an open door, a wall covered with black and green vines was clearly visible. In the middle of the wall, a woman's face slowly protruded.

That's the sculptural sign of this wall. He has often come here to practice spells recently, and he is very familiar with it.

Angelet squinted his eyes, and faintly noticed that there was something wrong with the sculptured woman's face.

Suddenly, on that face, black eyes suddenly turned around and glanced at him.

Angelet suddenly felt a chill rising from the soles of his feet.

"Welcome, guest from another world." The woman's face actually opened her mouth to speak, using a very standard ancient Byron language. Her voice is hoarse and magnetic.

"Come in, don't be afraid, I mean no harm."

Angelet licked his chapped lips, opened the door, and walked in with a machete. (to be continued)rq