The stars guide the way, taking the weary into the distance. Accompanied by www.biquge.info the stars in the wilderness, the airship spewed thick black smoke all the way towards the abyss of the canyon.

Hubidon's bitter crying and howling as he parted with Anada, seemed to have exhausted all his life's strength. The young man's soul, trapped by the child's body, turned into exhaustion at this time, and the corners of his eyes were still moist, and he fell asleep again.

Angels leaned against the doorway with his hands folded around his chest, and there was a hint of sadness in his eyes as if they were blue waters. Touching the scene and feeling sad is probably his mind at this moment.

Suddenly there was the sound of clattering footsteps at the end of the hallway, and then stopped not far from Angels.

"When I get back, I'll hurry up my time to study the Magic Array Enchantment of the Prelude to Perdition. Anglel paused: "Basically, there are a few difficult points that have been solved, and there are not too many problems, and when you go back, you remember to tell Master Promi." ”

"I see. The visitor sighed: "However, listening to your tone, it makes people very jealous." The magic array is not as easy to remember as other magic patterns. You answered so easily...... Alas, this is talent, I can't envy it. ”

After a pause, the man reached out and put his hand on Angel's shoulder.

"Angels, I believe that with your talent, you will become the greatest alchemist. ”

Ingres has always remembered this moment, with a long corridor in the background, endless stars outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, and a pair of eyes full of hope and emotion.

"You too. Angel quietly looked at the eyes reflecting the starry sky, and after a long time, he smiled faintly and said, "David, I encourage you." ”

"Encouragement. ”

Maybe it's because the night is too sultry, or maybe it's the starry sky that makes people intoxicated. Two teenagers, one leaning against the doorrail and the other squatting in the corner, looked at the unchanged eternal sky outside the floor-to-ceiling window, and chatted about a topic that will be difficult to mention again in adulthood - dreams.

Angel said that dreams are far away, and David says that dreams are growing. However, distance and growth are just synonymous.

Like, Ingres is referring to the distance, far, far away, far beyond the imagination of a wizard, beyond time, beyond space, and even beyond dimension. Or perhaps, distance is just a concept in Ingres' mouth.

The two teenagers were telling the truth, but for various reasons, they each kept a point. This point is not selfishness, but vision, a vision for a better one.

Perhaps the description of the bright future is too appealing for either of them to notice, in a place separated by a wall. Whitton got up from the bed at some point and sat in the corner, his eyes shining with yearning for the wizard's strange world.

"Angel, that Whipbiton ......" David wanted to say some trash talk, but the atmosphere was just right at this time, and the words were swallowed by him again, "He is really noisy, when he got on the airship just now, if it wasn't for the little Nizi who has been persuading you, he might have dared to beat you." ”

"I think he might hate you. Is it really okay for you to take him to see Steward Goode?"

Angel: "Hate me? Why? Just because you didn't bring Anada with you?"

"That's why. You know, a child's love and hate are too easy to perish, and he thinks that if you don't take Anada, you just want to separate them, and you want to cut off Anada's wizarding path, so he will hate you very bluntly. David recalled the scene before boarding the boat, and couldn't help but sigh: "He doesn't think about it, why do you help them again and again?"

"You admit it, he's just a kid. Although he is old, his thinking is still very innocent. Ingres: "Children, if you don't understand the basic rules that make up this society, it's good to be tolerant." ”

"You think about it, if it were me, I would not have bothered to help him. ”

As the airship moved forward, the stars appeared and disappeared in the clouds.

The deep well of twilight –

There are three major wizarding families behind it, and according to the rotation system, this month's defense is completed by the Lion of the Shore.

The captain of the defense of the Shores Lions, Walmason, was promoted to official wizard three years ago, and is the sixth official wizard of the Shores Lions.

Because of the twilight auction, the flow of people in the wizard bazaar reached the peak of the year, and Walmasen sat in the guard tower for half a month, keeping his eyes on the magic reaction in the mirror image of the magic array.

Finally, the big auction is over. Nothing major has happened in the past few days, except for Twilight's two attacks on Sanders' disciples today, the magic reactions detected by the magic array are normal.

Walmason was aware of Twilight's move, but he didn't make any defensive moves. That stinky boy should be punished for daring to disrupt the order of the twilight beat, even if he is a disciple of Sanders.

And Walmason doesn't believe that Sanders will go to war with Twilight for his disciples. So, he is absolutely in favor of Twilight killing the kid.

Even Angell's location information is provided to Twilight by Walmason. As a shadow wizard, Walmasen is not only good at shadow magic, but he also transplanted the nose of the Abyss Demon Bat, which can combine shadow and pheromone capture to achieve full control of the twilight well. Therefore, Ingres's location, Walmasen doesn't even need to use the magic energy array, he can directly rely on pheromones to capture.

Two hours earlier, Walmasen had been unable to capture Ingres's pheromones in Daredevil, so he knew he had left.

In this regard, Walmasen does not care. A small apprentice, whether to kill or not is a matter of the palm of his hand.

At the end of the big auction, Walmasen also breathed a sigh of relief, and left the guard tower for the first time after half a month. As he left, he instructed his men to continue observing, and he returned to his laboratory to study his own spells.

Walmason's ambition is very big, and he wants to step into the path of true knowledge through his own creative magic. But it's not like any self-created spell that can step into the path of true knowledge, like Angel who modified the "Cleansing Technique" and turned it into a "Wind Tornado". This can barely be regarded as a self-created technique, but this technique is based on the theories and models of predecessors, and is modified, so the chance of wanting to enter the path of true knowledge is very small.

A truly self-created technique needs to have its own theoretical basis.

There are only a few wizards on the path of true knowledge, and there is a reason.

As soon as Walmasen returned to the lab and began to write his theory of shadow magic, the communicator began to rattle.

"Oh no! There's a huge amount of magic reaction, and it's at the Twilight Auction House!!"

Walmason's face changed, and he flew out of the laboratory violently, not even caring that the iron door was smashed by him.

Walmasen came to the Guard Tower, and when he saw the mirror monitoring of the magic energy array, his expression showed a look of extreme fear.

At the location of the twilight auction hall, there were circles of red and blackened energy reactions, and Womasen felt faint for a while, this was already a magical reaction that was up to the peak level of a second-level wizard!!

A second-level wizard came to the twilight well?

"Didn't Lord Phantom leave?" "Even if he hadn't left, he shouldn't have done it at the Twilight Auction?!

"Lord Sanders has already left directly after the auction is over, and the magic array has not detected the message of his return!" said his subordinate.

Womason flashed anxiety on his face: "No matter, leave two people here to guard, and the others will follow me to the auction house!"

Under the starry sky, streams of light flew towards the iron square tower full of metal ruins.

Today's moon wheel is surprisingly large, becoming a huge shiny backdrop, and Womasen even faintly feels like he is flying towards the moon when he flies towards the Tin Square Tower.

Tin square towers, sky stairs, remnant flags in the wind. The auction hall, which originally had a sense of metal ruins, was even more vast under the moonlight.

Before Walmasen could get closer, he sensed something unusual.

Obviously the energy response is frighteningly high, why is the auction room so quiet as if it is empty?

It's like there's a huge barrier that separates the auction hall from the outside world, where everything is normal, with lights, people, and sounds, while inside the barrier is pitch black, like a graveyard.

At this time, outside this layer of "invisible enchantment", more than a dozen lights and shadows had stopped.

Walmasen saw the owner of the Lion's house: Greylion "Greylion" Dewwire, one of the top leaders of the Twilight Auctions.

Walmasen flew to Dewya's side and whispered, "Master." ”

Dai Dvia had just received a message from Walmason, and he looked at the silent auction hall, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes: "What's going on?"

Walmasen was a little nervous: "Not long ago, I received a message from my subordinates that there was a high-energy response from the auction house. I went to take a look, and found that the energy intensity was approaching the limit of the magic energy array. ”

"Second-level wizard pinnacle?" Dewyer exclaimed.

"Yes, I asked. Walmasen lowered his head: "Recently, the second-level wizard who has come to our twilight deep well is only His Excellency the Phantom Demon. ”

Without hesitation, Dewvia said, "Impossible. I know Master Sanders, and he'll definitely let me know if he's going to do something to us at twilight. ”

Dadvia also came from the Savage Cave, and is also a wizard on the path of knowledge, and has always maintained a good relationship with Sanders.

"According to monitoring, Lord Phantom left the Twilight Well two days ago and has not returned. Walmasen quickly said, "But if it weren't for Lord Phantom, I wouldn't know who it was." ”

Dai Deweia's eyes narrowed slightly: "Just go in and take a look, the energy reaction at the peak of the second-level wizard is not necessarily done by the second-level wizard." ”

Dedvia broke out with all his might, and he could do it. Even alchemy items are possible, so if you want to know what's going on inside, you still have to see it with your own eyes.

Dewair took Walmasen with him, and then commanded the rest of the men to divide into three directions and enter together.

When Walmasen entered the range of the twilight auction house, what he thought was "silence" in the outside world was really just "thought". In reality, the twilight auction was not as quiet as he had imagined.

As soon as I entered the hall on the first floor, I heard a faint music.

This piece of music is not unpleasant.

But it is extremely grotesque, like a deliberately crazy adult fairy tale revue, with a fast rhythm, many trebles, and a long tail note.

This style of music may not be too incompatible if placed in the circus, but if it is placed in a tin square tower, it clearly feels weirdly out of tune.

"Who the hell is it?" Womasen was still asking himself, when a figure suddenly stood in front of Dewya.

"The head of the house is not good!