The Wizard World

() "The ruins of Karon?" Angelet frowned. He has a bad feeling. "Is this kind of ruin very common? Listen to your tone."

Feizhou was overwhelmed by his blunt tone, and immediately pouted his mouth and stopped talking.

Ri Huan, who was driving, smiled slightly, and took over the conversation to explain.

"It's okay, the ruins of Karon are everywhere, and ruins like this are everywhere in Mingta Star. Brother, it's impossible for you not to know? Xiao Nian has been here before?"

Angelet rummaged through Song Xiaoyun's memory, and indeed found traces of him being here before.

"It's been a long time, and I didn't think about it for a while." Angelet smiled apologetically, carefully observing the ruins outside the window.

In the red ruins, large pieces of abandoned stone pillars and stones are scattered everywhere, a desolate and dilapidated area.

Angelet scanned the place carefully and from a distance, but still found nothing. As the vehicle gradually moved away, he looked back.

"Here... there used to be weird..." He vaguely felt a strange and cold peeping feeling coming from the ruins. "Could it be the guardian of this world?"

A faint vigilance rose in his heart. At this stage, he didn't want to be discovered by the guardian suddenly. Although he could still escape, the price would be too heavy for him to bear.

Feeling that his body was improving crazily every minute, and this improvement seemed to have no limit, Angelet vaguely felt that he might be able to use this momentum to break through the highest shackles this time.

This premonition and confidence did not come from others, but from the birthmark on his back, the birthmark injury left by that old guy on his soul.

Ever since the old monster gave him a hard blow, he felt as if everything was out of his control.

Thinking back now, that old monster was so terrifying, how could it be possible to leave him with the last leeway for survival. When he was severely injured, the little blood of the old guy seemed to be the help that helped him break away from the intestines of the world.

But now, this only injury to him has become a help for him to break through the shackles.

"This world...it might not be as simple as I imagined...that old guy probably wanted to force me into this place on purpose." Angelet closed his eyes again, his skin became whiter and whiter, It seems to be faintly fluorescent.

His somewhat weird face is not so ugly under this whiteness.

The two girls who were driving were sitting in the front row, and occasionally glanced at Angelet behind them with strange eyes.

From Linhai to Xuyang. Arriving at Yingshi Station in the early morning, the two girls went back to catch up on sleep, left Angelet at the station and left. Along the way, they had had enough of their indifferent attitude towards Angelet, and they couldn't stand even the gentle surroundings. After another night of driving, I had to go back to catch up on sleep.

Angelet walked around the station, asked someone for the address of the gymnasium for the exchange meeting, found a car, and went straight there.

He didn't delay along the way, and when he reached the limit that his body could bear, he immediately drew a ray of negative emotions to absorb.

The gymnasium is crowded with people, and the streets outside are crowded with all kinds of high-end and low-end vehicles. Some police guards in dark blue uniforms scattered around and patrolled.

Chaotic roars came from the sports tube from time to time.

Angelet got out of the taxi and walked along the sidewalk to the gymnasium.

He was also wearing white loose exercise clothes. A few police guards came over and asked about their identities, they paged inside and asked, and they let them go right away.

Angelet walked in along the door. Just in time, I saw a girl in red standing at the door, with short black hair, holding a white wooden stick in her hand, as tall as a person.

Seeing Angelet come in. She immediately turned serious. "Xiaoyun, why are you here? Didn't the master let you sit in the training hall? How can Xiao Nian do it alone?"

Angelet frowned, although he inherited Song Xiaoyun's memory. But ever since he passed the ruins and felt something was wrong, he faintly raised his vigilance. When he looked at his sister in name, he felt a little relieved. Part of the memory from Song Xiaoyun also made him not want his relatives in this world to be harmed.

"How's the situation at the Li family? What's the master's decision?" Angelet asked in a low voice.

Song Jue looked left and right. In the gymnasium of the conference hall behind him, everyone shouted from time to time. They all paid attention to the inside, and no one looked this way.

"Follow me." Song Jue pulled Angelet up and walked directly to the wall from the aisle on the right. In the dark venue, the surrounding area was covered by thick curtains, only the circular venue in the middle had bright light.

On the mahogany venue, two pole fighters, one tall and one short, were fighting each other. The sound of muscles and bones colliding could be clearly heard throughout the venue.

Angelet was led forward, looking at the two people fighting on the stage from time to time, his eyes were slightly absent-minded, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"The Ball of Four Seasons...every time I say this name silently, the birthmark on my back will hurt. In this world, the Ball of Four Seasons is just a kind of jewelry and crystal, a natural and beautiful decoration. But this has nothing to do with What's the difference between that old monster?" He now recalled the memory of the injury at the time, on the head and face of that old guy, there seemed to be a trace of pain and expectation hidden in the ferocity and tyranny that emerged.

"The ancestor is an existence that can support the world, how could it be possible to stay in such an unknown place as a guardian in the bowels of the time-space maze world?" Angelet couldn't figure it out.

The two quickly turned into a small box, in a red-style room, a middle-aged man and senior brother Li Xiulin were sitting on the sofa.

The middle-aged man leaned on the sofa silently, frowning, not knowing what he was thinking. Seeing Angelet coming in, he only frowned deeper, but didn't speak.

Li Xiulin smiled and stood up. "Xiaoyun, you are here, just in time. Hurry up and persuade the teacher to go back. What's the use of staying with me, I am not a big man like the president or king, and I need personal protection."

"Brother...Teacher." Angelet bowed his head calmly and greeted the two of them. "This time, I'm mainly worried about the elder brother. How is the situation now?"

He blushed a little when he said this. His main purpose was to find out the relationship between the Ball of Four Seasons and the blood on his back. As for the elder brother? Hundreds of years of memory are far from enough to reach this point compared to the memory of just ten or twenty years.

"Teacher is injured, you should go back to rest and recuperate. What's the use of staying here with me?" Li Xiulin said helplessly, "The family is looking for someone to pick me up now. Go to the City of Four Seasons, one of the private cities of the Li family. Take a plane I have been waiting on the roof for two days. There is no danger for me to go back this time. I have people sent by my brother and sister-in-law to protect me. A formation of soldiers is enough to protect my safety. But teacher..."

"Don't talk about these superfluous things, I definitely want to be with you!" The middle-aged man Song Jueying said firmly.

"Dad..." Song Jue looked at Angelet helplessly. "It's not ancient anymore!"

She also knew that Li Xiulin's journey back this time was almost a narrow escape, and the person who wanted to intercept him would definitely not be a process fighter, and a beam gun from a very long distance would be able to completely finish the matter. No matter how powerful the close combat is, it is useless at all.

Angelet stood where he was, feeling more and more that something was wrong. But it was not something he could find out the reason for this feeling of something wrong.

He could only stand there and listen quietly. Regarding Li Xiulin's matter, in the end, everyone decided to go together.

Song Jueying didn't leave, and neither did his daughter Song Jue. Angelet wanted to know more about the Four Seasons Ball, so he decided to stay with Li Xiulin.

When the few people finally came down, none of them wanted to leave.

The exchange meeting in the gymnasium has long since ended, and now some scattered Sanda fighting masters are facing each other.

After a group of people stayed here for a few days, when they were about to leave, Xiao Nian ran over alone and joined the team. No matter how persuading or beating, he never left. Live or die and never leave.

In the end, Li Xiulin was simply knocked out by Song Jueying, and everyone boarded the plane together. Go to City of Four Seasons.

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On the plane, Angelet's weird and cold feeling that something was wrong became more and more serious.

He was always vigilant, but he couldn't find the source at all.

Sitting in the cabin, he slowly withdrew from the cold feeling. Raise your head and look around.

Everyone else was dozing off, and at night, he was the only one waking up.

The white cabin was empty, and the attendants on duty also went to rest. Only the hum of an airplane could be heard faintly.

The fuselage shook from time to time, and Angelet stood up, slowly inhaling a trace of black air through his mouth and nose. The muscles all over his body seemed to swell a little more.

Angelet looked down through the plane window, and there was a dark alpine plain below, with wisps of white clouds blocking part of his vision.

He shook his head, glanced at Li Xiulin and the others who were soundly asleep, and quietly walked around their legs, towards the restroom at the tail of the aircraft.

Standing in front of the bathroom mirror, he washed his face, looked at the face in the mirror, and took a deep breath.

Snapped.

Suddenly there was a slight sound in the cabin.

"Um?"

Angelet turned his head.

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Boom!

The last elite soldier in white combat uniform fell to the ground with a plop, blood slowly poured out from his chest, and the ground of the white cabin was also slowly stained red.

The entire cabin was littered with dead bodies. Blood splattered everywhere.

Two figures in black tights held silver silent pistols, looked at each other, and walked slowly towards the door in the middle of the aircraft fuselage.

"It's still half an hour before the next wave of responders will come back and open the hatch." One said in a low voice.

"ten minutes."

Another person took out a small white oval instrument from his pocket and stuck it on the hatch.

"What are you doing?"

Suddenly, a calm male voice came from behind the two of them.

Angelet stood at the rear hatch, watching the two quietly, with water still dripping from his hair. Looking at the two, an inexplicable look suddenly flashed in his eyes. It was indifference, tinged with an eerie calm.