Chapter 62: Revisiting the Old Place

The attribute panel was emptied, and Angela's physique was also lowered by a level, and it took so long to slowly raise it, but it was still not as good as before.

However, Angela believes that her future achievements will be higher, and this path will be more secure.

Angela's only concern now is that she can't find out where exactly the stats panel is hidden, even though it appears on the retina every time she calls.

With a wave of his hand, a dark green wooden stick flew out of the split tree and fell into Angela's hands.

It's not so much a stick as a staff.

Although it is generally straight, it naturally bends in some individual places, and generally resembles the roots of a tree.

The head of the staff has a long undulating and twisted palm, swollen in a circle, darker in color, and looks stronger, faintly shining with metallic sheen.

The entire wand was seven feet long, a lot taller than Angela.

Karl pointed to his magic wand, his eyes bursting out, "What's going on?" ”

The tree was so close to him that something suddenly appeared in it that made him feel very twisted.

Angela rolled her eyes: "Why do you think this tree is growing so fast." ”

She watered her magic every day for the magic wand that grew out of the tree.

This particular method of making magic wands is what Angela learned about from books.

Infused with mana, like an arm wave, Angela nodded in satisfaction.

Little by little, she planned to selectively engrave her own mana pool on it, and when the time came, the magic would be a little more powerful.

The town is still the same town, and the residents of the town have re-embarked on the street because they are used to the presence of werewolves, and the enchanting proprietress has become a proprietress with charm.

She had forgotten that Angela and Avril Lavril had been two somewhat unique passers-by, and as a tavern hostess, she had seen too many unique passers-by.

But what is the same is that she still has a smile on her face and greets Angela warmly.

Roland was eating fragrant roast lamb with his mouth full of oil, he had never eaten anything so delicious, so he looked very embarrassed.

Carl also ate very heroically, gave up the knife and fork, directly tore off a piece with his hand and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing it heavily, but it was not like Lola, who had been choked three times in just two minutes.

Angela looked elegant, but she was extremely fast, and she saw a piece of silver flashing, and the lamb on the plate had been neatly sliced and then forked into her mouth.

The three of them got breakfast in five minutes, went back to the room to rest, and in the afternoon, the three of them set off.

At this time, it was summer, and the temperature was extremely high, if you didn't consider the danger of the night in the wild, even if there was a constant temperature magic array, day and night was still the best choice.

It just so happens that both Angela and Carl are extremely powerful existences, and they are not afraid of the vast majority of beasts and monsters.

A few days later, a heavy rain hampered their journey.

By mistake, they break into a deserted town.

Looking at the heavy rain outside the house, Angela suddenly said, "Carl, don't you think this scene is so familiar?" ”

Karl nodded: "Very familiar indeed. ”

Not only is this scene familiar, but even this town is very familiar.

Angela turned her head and asked Roland, "How far is it from Waterbay City?" ”

Roland was stunned for a moment, and then quickly replied: "Not far." ”

"It seems that yes, when Avril and I got here, we were surrounded by a bunch of manic people."

Karl then nodded: "It should be here." ”

The rainy days in the summer were a good time to rest, and the three of them had a good night's sleep.

When the full moon rose into the sky, Angela opened her eyes violently and rolled over.

With a move of the hand, the wand is in hand.

The blue magic turned into silk threads, twisted and condensed into runes one by one, connected to each other, forming six sigils that turned into six-pointed stars.

Runes of various colors condensed around the six-pointed star, and there was also a circle of runes on the periphery, surrounding the entire six-pointed star, forming a circular magic array condensed at the end of the staff.

Angela's hand slammed down, and the magic wand hit the ground with a "thump".

The magic array shattered, forming a shockwave that rushed outward.

Carl and Roland were awakened at the same time, with different reactions.

Karl grabbed his axe and rushed to the back of the door, and Roland shrank into the corner, clutching the repeater.

Three white lights flashed outside the house, and looking at its outline, it should be a werewolf.

Angela closed her eyes, and although her voice was low, it clearly came into the ears of the two people: "Three werewolves, one is ten yards outside the front door and window, one is on the roof, and one is behind the house." ”

The hut they were in was a two-story building, and Angela and the three of them were resting on the lower floor.

In other words, the one on the roof is left alone for the time being.

The werewolf was startled by the white light on his body, and immediately roared angrily and attacked.

The first to strike was the werewolf outside the front door, who smashed the plank-reinforced window with a single flutter.

He burst in in a cloud of sawdust, but was greeted by a rod.

A staff hit his forehead, and the magic array that emitted blue light sank into his forehead.

The werewolf's eyes swirled, and he was dizzy and pushed out of the window by his magic wand.

With a bang, the planks behind it broke, and the werewolves rushed in.

Roland was visibly taken aback, closed his lips tightly, and crawled into another room.

Karl, who had been prepared, made a charge, knocked the werewolf back a step, and then chopped down with an axe.

The werewolf grabbed the edge of the big hole he had knocked out of the wall with both hands, and with the strength of his arms, the whole werewolf quickly retreated.

A burst of blood bloomed, and the werewolf didn't quite dodge the fatal blow, his ribs in his chest broke, and a huge wound nearly split him in half.

There was a clattering overhead, tiled wooden cabinets and dishes collided and shattered, and a werewolf pounced down the stairs with dust.

It penetrated Angela and hit the window edge.

The thick-skinned werewolf shook his head and looked back, Angela's voice distorting before dissipating.

The tip of the wand whizzed from the side, striking him right in the head.

A ball of fire exploded, and the hair instantly curled and turned black, and the smell of burning rushed to the nostrils.

The werewolf was knocked dazed, black smoke rising above its head, and it howled and continued to pounce on Angela.

Angela took a step back, revealing the magic array under her feet, which was more complicated than the simple magic array in front of her.

When the werewolf stepped on it, a transparent ripple rose.

There was a bang, and the sad face was pressed against it, as if it were attached to a round piece of glass.

Its claws slashed hard, making a piercing whistling sound.

The invisible wall of qi blocked him and imprisoned him in this square inch.

The werewolf outside the window got up and re-entered, intending to attack Carl with his back to him.

Carl turned around at Angela's reminder and smashed an axe into it.

Now this werewolf is a little embarrassed, it is a step away from the window, the wall on the right, and the imprisoned werewolf on the left.

Faced with Carl's axe, he dodged to the left front, only to crash into a small white ball head-on.

With a crackle, the man's hair was charred and stood on end, and he fell to the ground with convulsions.

A stream of blood shot up into the ceiling, and Carl slashed off his head with an axe.