The blue creature?

After being stunned for a moment, the witches thought of what the old wizard was referring to, it could only be the crack that they passed by, the crack that was torn open and the crack in the underground, and the portal of the ghost that was fighting above the surface. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's really interesting that the monster has found the monster.

What a funny ghost!

When one monster touches another, there is certainly nothing good about it.

There are only two situations, either the two of them fight, or the two of them join forces, and the difference between the two results is still very large.

If it's the former, then I'm afraid there won't be any need for witches, but if it's the latter. I'm afraid there are no witches anymore.

Because a silence is enough trouble, not to mention that it may also carry the Black Lantern Ring of Death, if you add the monsters inside the portal, I'm afraid that few witches will get out alive today.

Of course, the portal is closed after all, and it may not be so simple for the contents inside to get out.

"Can you see better?" Imogen asked.

The old wizard in the portrait shook his head.

"There are no portraits in that vicinity, and the nearest one is in another promenade more than ten meters away. I can only observe them from a great distance. ”

"You should be content, if you are too close, I am afraid it is not as good as the current position."

The destructiveness of silence is well known.

It didn't have a qualitative shape at all, it was just a bomb, it was made of magic all over it, its size didn't mean anything to it, it could stretch itself out at any time, or shrink itself into a ball and destroy everything around it.

The portrait is hung too close, I'm afraid there will be a silent aoe, and then there will be no more.

Imogen casts an inquiring gaze on the others, Madison, Joanna. Including Delia.

In fact, after the Witch Sisterhood was formed, there weren't a few group activities at all, and they certainly didn't get together for a party or anything crazier from time to time.

Everyone has their own lives, and there is a big difference in their identities in the world of ordinary people, such as Imokin, who is a strong woman with a successful career, and Delia who is still a student.

Leaving aside for the time being, whether Imogen has so much time, their identities are destined to have no intersection in normal times.

Witch sororities only occasionally take a moment out for a brief magical exchange, usually after someone returns from another world.

Usually, there is very little contact, unless something big happens, for example. Now the turmoil in New York.

Therefore, they actually know very little about each other, especially in terms of magical strength, and it is difficult to see anything from the description of the language.

And once you put it into action, you can see the level of magic immediately.

For example, Delia, who usually has no sense of existence, has also become a major member of the Witch Sisterhood at this time, who makes her spells know the most, and can always use some valuable and small and flexible spells.

When asking for opinions, Imokin naturally brought her with him.

So when most people's eyes fell on Delia's body, Madison noticed her abnormality, and that was. Are you listening to something?

Delia's expression was very focused, leaning slightly sideways and tilting her head slightly, as if she was listening to something.

But Madison didn't hear anything, but in the wizarding world, many things can't be inferred by common sense, and Madison immediately wondered if Delia had heard something she shouldn't have heard.

Bewitch.

Yes, there's an evil god not far away, and it's hard not to think of it in Madison.

But how to correct it. She wasn't doing it.

So Madison set his sights on Joanna, and obviously, Joanna, who had such a keen combat instinct, naturally couldn't ignore the situation.

Joanna's brow had just furrowed, and Delia had come to her senses.

The little witch saw that everyone around her was looking at her, and immediately understood what was going on.

"I see it." Delia didn't go around in circles, and explained directly, "A woman. . . She said she wasn't far away, that the Magic Congress was holding her down, and that she wanted us to get her out. ”

"Impossible!"

Without waiting for others to ask, the old wizard in the portrait immediately retorted.

"I was involved in the building of the Magic Congress, there is nothing under the Congress at all, and we are not in the habit of sealing anything strange under such an important building."

"Of course. . . The Magic Congress is no longer where it used to be, if it moves. ”

"That's hard to say."

The old wizard said this, and the meaning was obviously clear, perhaps the Magic Congress might have pressed on something after entering that unknown space and coming out of it.

But I held down one. Woman?

Whether or not this was the case, the old wizard could be sure of one thing, and that thing was certainly not human.

But Madison noticed something else, "You mean... Did you see that? ”

"Yes."

Delia nodded, "I see it. In a space, it's like... Dreaming. ”

"What does she look like?" Joanna chimed in, "That woman. ”

Delia thought about it for a moment, and seemed to want to describe her in words as much as possible, to restore her, "She... She was very pretty, with snow-white skin, blue eyes, and blue smoky makeup around her eyes, which was very thick, and her lips were painted in a very bright red. ”

"She lay motionless on the bed, surrounded by a beautiful forest, like a dream, and her outfit was very interesting and cumbersome, and seemed to be woven entirely from the feathers of a peacock, and there was also a beautiful crown on her head, which, although it looked complicated, did not appear superfluous in her, and suited her well."

"It's a pretty girl."

It's hard for Delia to say so many adjectives in one breath.

But after a few people looked at each other, Imogen asked, "She... Lying in bed, motionless? ”

"Uh-huh."

Delia nodded again.

"Then how did you hear her?"

"I don't know." Delia shrugged, "I just can hear me anyway." ”

Madison and the others didn't dwell on the issue for long, and after listening to Delia's description, they fell into a brief contemplation, and after a moment, Imogen asked first.

"Hear this description. What do you guys come up with? ”

"Sleeping Beauty?"

A witch behind her interjected.

Everyone else nodded their heads, and everyone thought of the same, just an ordinary woman lying on the bed, but if there was anything that could be associated, it was obviously only Sleeping Beauty.

"But I remember. Snow White isn't dressed up so fancy, is she? Madison smacked his lips and gave his opinion.

"Sleeping Beauty isn't Snow White either." Joanna couldn't help but complain.

"Snow White did sleep to death after eating a poisoned apple, but not Sleeping Beauty, that's two stories alright, Sleeping Beauty was also a princess before going to bed. The story really doesn't say anything about her habit of dressing up. But judging by the interjections in the fairy tale books, most of her is also very simple and not so fancy. ”

"Fairy tale books?"

Madison sneered with both hands in his arms, "That's a princess, how can the princess's dress be more complicated, and the kingdoms in the story are even more backward than the Middle Ages, there are not so many bright cloths, and it is very possible to use feathers or something instead of weaving." ”

At first, Madison just habitually scolded Joanna, as if she didn't refute what she said.

But as he spoke, he found that it seemed to make sense, and he believed what he said.

At the same time, the other witches also talked about it, once it comes to the field of fashion, clothing and other activities, any woman will be full of energy.

Nothing could stop them, not even if they were a group of witches, even if there were two terrible monsters about to find them behind them.

So the topic happily shifted from how to escape from here to how the princess of the medieval kingdom should dress up in a fairy tale.

The old wizard had silently left the frame at some point, not wanting to deal with this group of women who had lost their minds.

In the end, it was Imogen who stopped them.

"Well, now is not the time to talk about that."

She said to Delia, "I'm sorry, we don't have time to rescue Sleeping Beauty right now, and she didn't have a good time. ”

Of course, this is not the only reason, but the time constraints are an important one.

In the wizarding world, no wizard with a brain would rashly touch anything or a spell that he didn't understand, let alone release something.

Anything that has anything to do with the seal. It didn't end well.

"If you can still run into her, maybe you can explain it to her and tell her to wait for us, and when we solve the mess of magic in the Silent Mansion, we will have time to rescue her." Madison gave Delia a malicious smile.

Not against Delia, it's against the so-called Sleeping Beauty.

Delia could only nod with a wry smile.

Joanna, who has been active in the front of the team, didn't say much at this time, not because she was guilty of leading her companions to a dead end, but because she seemed to vaguely feel it. It seems that I have heard of this dressed sleeping beauty somewhere, no, or rather, I have seen it.

But some can't remember.

With a wave of her hand, Joanna threw the question away.

"Let's turn around." She said, "Let's go back, preferably without alarming the monsters. Slipped away from them. ”

Joanna asked the old wizard again, and he brought good news, two monsters. To be precise, silently, he had come to the vicinity of the blue hose.

But the blue thing couldn't communicate at all, so it just circled around it, neither attacking nor talking.

Its attention was focused on the blue hose creatures, and if the witches were silently in this state when they passed, they had a good chance of sneaking away.

In fact, they have no other choice but to turn back.

No one has any objections, but all witches are ready to fight, because this time... There is a high probability that you will directly clash with the monster head-on.

。。。

The witches are walking back far as they have come, and they need to conserve their stamina and deal with situations that may happen suddenly.

But as she walked, Joanna suddenly turned her head and asked Madison, "What's your name?" ”

Madison was stunned for a moment, unable to figure out what Joanna meant, but still followed her usual attitude, and calmly prevaricated, "It seems that you don't pay much attention to Hollywood circles." ”

"I don't pay attention to your peers' self-introductions."

"I was listening carefully when I was introduced." Joanna was a little helpless, she apologized, "It's just... There are a few other reasons. ”

Since Joanna was reluctant to explain why, Madison didn't ask.

Her name was not a secret that could not be said, and she had even been introduced to others, and she didn't want to really argue with Joanna because of such a meaningless question, so she said coldly, "Emma, Emma Roberts." ”

Joanna nodded, not saying anything more.

Madison rolled his eyes, revealing a look that this guy was simply neurotic, but he secretly wondered in his heart, not knowing what she meant by suddenly asking such a question, right... What else could she see.

But then, Joanna dispelled her suspicions, as she turned her head again and asked Delia next to her.

"What about you... What is your name? ”

"Huh?"

Delia was visibly stunned, unlike Madison, who had just joined, Delia was a member of the Witch Sisterhood, Joanna's partner, and they had known each other for a long time, and even knew each other very well.

There shouldn't be a situation where you can't remember names.

Delia was very puzzled and strange, and Imogen and most of the people next to her also showed puzzled expressions, and Madison already smiled maliciously, "Your behavior is very strange, Joanna"

"Whether it's amnesia or Imperius Curse, maybe I can help you."

As she spoke, Madison was still waving her wand in front of Joanna.

Joanna could only continue to say helplessly, "No. I'm fine, I just thought of something. About the sleeping beauty just now. ”

None of the others really thought that Joanna had been under the Imperius curse, but they were very puzzled by her question, and hearing her say this, Delia could only reply very helplessly, "I'm Delia." ”

"Full name." Joanna said again.

"Delia." Delia sighed helplessly, "Delia. . . Caesar. ”

After being stunned for a moment, Joanna nodded.

"I see." She whispered.

"Okay girls."

At this time, Imogin, who was also walking in front, suddenly clapped his hands lightly, pulled their attention back, and then said, "Reacquaint yourself and recognize this place, next... We're afraid we're going to face a real battle. ”

Before they knew it, they were back near the rift where the portal was, and even faintly, they could see the black silence circling around the blue hose.

The good news is that, as the old wizard observed, the silent attention seemed to be all focused on the creatures inside the portal, not noticing the witches' arrival.

But the bad news is that the blue hose inside the portal is not as quiet as it was when they came, but has become manic. Countless times.