The diamond-shaped crystals were put away, but Sanders had no intention of letting him out.

Ingres simply took advantage of this free time and decided to try to see if the mysterious aura he felt in the little speck could be integrated into the illusion.

Thinking of this, Ingres immediately sat down and began to recall the feeling of being in the mysterious power.

The endless cycle, the unknown changes that don't know the way forward, and the rules that are obviously in conflict but harmonious and abnormal...... A little bit of Ingres' reminiscence, and peeling back the cocoon, lingering that image in his heart.

It felt almost there, and he slowly opened his eyes.

The thinking space was dark, and the pure magic power squeezed out of the demon source quickly combined into a trick model with the help of the Vientiane Axis.

This is the most basic illusion.

With the magic between his fingers, Angel had a gut feeling that this illusion would be successful. When he was in the soul state, he simulated countless times - a fantasy with a mysterious feeling, and he would definitely appear in the next second.

At this exciting moment, Ingres's eyes are getting brighter and brighter, and he sees that the illusion is about to take shape, and the mysterious meaning has already taken shape.

But at this moment, a familiar spiritual power enveloped Angel.

Before Ingres could react, the mysterious illusion was born and died in an instant, and then, Ingres only felt a trance in front of him, and the next second he was taken out of the gravity garden by Sanders.

Before Ingres could feel regret, he felt a psychic tie connected to him, and then Sanders' familiar voice came: "Remember, don't leak anything that happens in the city that never sleeps." ”

Angel answered secretly, and then observed the situation around him.

This is no longer on the edge of the dark domain, but in a domed hall, the hall is like an inner room square, estimated to be a hundred meters in diameter, overhead is a colorful light source, and the drawing of fresh ** patterns.

Wizards dressed in various robes gathered in the square in twos and threes, and from time to time there was a rustling murmur in their ears.

The place he was in was in the middle of the hall, surrounded by mostly formal wizards.

While Angel was still observing the situation, Sanders had already taken a step towards the place where the crowd had gathered not far away. Ingres noticed that Wizard Pine, Quint, and Douglas, who had been on a tight streak before, were there.

Grea, Nausicaa and the others rested on the other side, leaning against a circular stone pillar.

The crowd on Sanders' side was obviously the top of the major wizarding organizations, and Angel naturally didn't dare to step forward, but walked to Grea's position.

Along the way, Ingres could feel someone's gaze on him as if unintentionally, but when he looked closely, he found no trace.

"Your name is Ingres, right, can you talk?" a cold voice came into Ingres's ears.

The sound source is right in front of you.

Angel looked up and saw a middle-aged man dressed neatly and rigorously, standing in front of him.

Ingres knew this man, and his meticulously combed hairstyle, clean and serious face, as well as his pair of gold-rimmed glasses with a sense of coldness, and the wooden board of the lesson plan with a stack of parchment in his hand, all indicated his identity as Professor Anglo, the prophetic wizard of the White Coral Floating Island, the 'plucker' of the strings.

Faced with the consultation of an official wizard, Ingres naturally did not dare to be dismissive, and immediately respectfully expressed his respect.

Anglo was not a man of pleasantries, and he got straight to the point, asking about what was happening in the Dark Realm.

Ingres' answer is ignorant of anything, and if he really can't answer, he responds with silence.

"You made the energy storm, right? Why don't you let the energy storm continue, maybe the dark domain will disappear right now?"

Ingres was about to express his silence when suddenly Sanders' voice came from the other end of the telepathy: "The prophetic wizard deduces the answer, not your current answer. You try to put all the blame on me and get away from Anglo as soon as possible. ”

After receiving Sanders's signal, Ingres considered his words and said to Anglo: "Professor, this is the teacher's decision, and I don't know why. ”

Anglo did not accept Ingres's answer, nor did he doubt it. Just staring at Ingres with his eyes tight, from some small movements when he answered questions, the angle of his eyebrows and eyes, and even the heart rate and sweating rate, the pheromones emanating from his body, I deduced something deeper.

Anglo: "Then why did you leave the Dark Realm alone, the one you saw by Lexa?"

Ingres pondered for a moment, and was just about to speak, when Anglo added, "So, you stumbled upon the passage to leave, right?"

Ingres was stunned for a few seconds, and before he could come back to his senses, Anglo smiled slightly: "Thank you for your response, although I still have a lot of questions, but that's all for today." Otherwise, the eye knife of the Phantom Demon can really kill. ”

With that, Anglo turned around and prepared to leave. Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he paused, turned to Angel and said, "Your personality is really as Moro said, very different from His Excellency the Phantom Demon. Anglo pushed his glasses: "Perhaps, the academic life is more suitable for you." ”

Anglo straightened up and gradually walked into the distance.

Angell paused for a moment before continuing towards Grea. After a conversation with Anglo, Ingres felt that he was completely passive, perhaps because of the difference in his innate position of strength, or for some other reason, Ingres was still stunned when he finished talking to him.

Obviously he remembered that he didn't say anything useful, but the Anglo response, as if he had received a lot of news?

Puzzled, Angel walked over to Grea's side.

Greea greeted him, looked puzzled, and asked why.

Ingres gave a general picture of the previous conversation with the Anglos.

Grea said indifferently: "So it's just for this?, that old Anglo pedant, you don't care about him, he likes to pretend to be omniscient and omnipotent, but in fact, he doesn't really have that ability." ”

"When you meet him in the future, don't be silent when he asks something. Instead, he can see some real information from your body's reactions. ”

At this time, Spellway also interjected: "Actually, the way to deal with the Anglo is very simple, you just make it up." The pedant, as Grea said, is best at capturing information, then summarizing it, and finally speculating...... In short, it's a bunch of what you don't have. So, you just fool him and let him make up a story in his head. ”

Gleia laughed on the side: "Spievy is right, during the Demon Blood Battle, he used this trick to fool many prophetic wizards in the Radiant Realm, you can learn it appropriately." ”

Ingres nodded, smiling the matter.

Angels: "By the way, what happened just now, why is there a sudden truce?"

Grea shrugged, "They're scared." Your mentor didn't say the specifics, but I guess Pyne must have agreed to a series of conditions secretly, otherwise how could his face be so ugly. ”

Angel looked back and saw that the group of wizards centered on Sanders in the distance was talking about something. Pyne and Quite's faces were, as Grea said, a little unsightly.

The mediation between wizards cannot escape the conflict of interests. Wizards are very desperate and do not reach a desperate situation, as long as they can solve it with benefits, they will go on the road of negotiation.

Time passed little by little, and Angel was still chatting with everyone at first, but then there was no topic, and he slowly immersed himself in his own thoughts.

In order not to forget the sense of mystery in the little speck's body, most of Angel's mind revolves around it.

I don't know how long later, Sanders's voice came from the other side of the psychic tie: "Gone." ”

Ingres opened his eyes and found Sanders standing in front of him, talking to Grea and the others: "Grea, you take them back to the savage cave first, and Spavi will hand it over to Flora." As he spoke, Sanders popped out a gold coin and gave it to Grea: "This is the pass to Phantom Island, and Goode will arrange your accommodation." ”

"What about you?" asked Grea with a frown.

"There is something about Angel and I will not go back for the time being, but it should not be delayed for long. With that, Sanders led Angel out of the hall.

Toby had been perched on Grea's shoulder, and when he saw Angel leave, he immediately flapped his wings.

Grea took out a disposable space pouch and handed it to Toby: "This is a magic flower, you follow Angel, he needs your protection even more." ”

Toby flapped his wings, said goodbye to Grea, and flew to Angel's side.

Angel casually touched Toby's head, but in his heart he asked Sanders what they were going to do now, if it had something to do with the Dark Domain?

"You don't have to worry about the affairs of Sleepless City, whoever asks you will push the matter on me. Sanderston paused: "We're going to the dungeon now, they've locked up all the apprentices who were parasitic, and we'll get out of here after they've taken the parasites out." ”

The dungeon of Sleepless City is very similar to the underground trading market, but now the dungeon has become a place for ghosts to cry and howl, and before you get closer, you can hear strange singing coming from inside.

Several gates to enter the dungeon were all blocked, leaving only a patio to enter, and once the parasite was caught, it was cast from the patio.

And the vicinity of this patio seems to have become the most heavily defended place in the Fufeng District, and almost all of the guards are wizards.

Through the barriers, Sanders and Angels arrived at the patio.

"Sanders, did you see my apprentice in Sleepless City?" At this moment, Wallace, dressed in pure white, came out of nowhere.

Sanders glanced at Angel: "You go down first." ”

The wizards stationed around them all raised their eyebrows, their eyes a little shocked, they didn't expect Sanders to be so relieved to let Ingres enter the dungeon alone. There are thousands of parasitic apprentices in there!

For the parasited, Angel was not afraid, nodded to Sanders, and jumped directly into the patio.

As he entered the patio, Ingres faintly heard Sanders' answer to Wallace: "No. ”