Hearing the familiar sound of the two-track sound, both Ingres and Shadow stopped. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

They happened to be in the middle of a wooded path, and the wind stopped and the leaves fell.

A black shadow flashed, and a little girl about twelve or thirteen years old suddenly appeared in the middle of the road, blocking the way of the two.

The little girl's dress is full of dark tones, a dark extravagance pursued by some noble lady with a special fetish. The black tutu skirt was embroidered with dark red patterns, the black half veil covered the delicate pale cheeks, and the long straight black hair obediently crossed the ears and fell on the chest.

This familiar dress made Ingres recognize the person almost immediately, it was the woman he had made a surprise appearance at the festival in West Pollock - Isabella, the 'Queen of Twilight'!

However, in West Pollock he saw a wisp of consciousness, and now he saw a living person!

"Lord Isabella!" Shadow began to tremble when he saw the comer, he had been saying that Isabella was super cautious, but his heart-to-heart conversation with Angels was overheard by Isabella!

While the shadow was still trembling, a huge bloody slap slapped him in the face.

The shadow was sent to the air by the slap, and finally fell heavily to the ground, smashing a small hole. Half of his face was almost completely red, and between the opening and closing of his mouth, his broken teeth flowed out with blood, and he looked miserable.

Isabella kept smirking, but her expression was sometimes crazy and sometimes elegant, if you ignore the "background sound effects", Isabella is like a well-behaved and rebellious little girl.

"For your mentor's sake, I'll take your life around. If you dare to talk nonsense behind my back again, it will kill you next time!" Isabella glared fiercely at the shadow.

"My lord, please forgive me for overstepping. Shadow clung to her bones, barely falling apart, and stood up, kneeling to Isabella.

Isabella snorted coldly and set her eyes on Angel.

Looking at Ingres's golden hair and eyes as deep as the blue sea, a wave of jealousy flashed in her eyes. Not only that, although Ingres's face has not yet grown, but with his current appearance, he can already be regarded as a noble son. It can be said that Angel is to the taste of the puppeteer from beginning to end.

Ingres's figure appears and disappears, because his "boundless silence" is broken, and his sense of existence is going from extremely negative to extremely positive.

"The little guy has a lot of stealth ability. Thanks to Diablo's psychic tie, I wouldn't have found you. I really let you escape, my heart is very uncomfortable. Accompanied by a double track, Isabella evoked a bloodthirsty smile.

Ingres stood stunned, his face grim. It can be said that it was the first time that he had felt the undisguised murderous aura and coercion of an official wizard in such a direct way.

The last time at the Twilight Auction, although Twilight wanted to kill him. However, with the presence of other buyers and many wizards watching, Twilight still refrains, and finally Angel almost flips the tables. But Isabella was different, she used coercion to intimidate him from the beginning, not that he stood still, but that he didn't even have a chance to move!

The furious and crazy killing intent made the image of him being killed keep appearing in Angel's mind.

After listening to Isabella's words, the shadow on the other side raised his head suddenly, Isabella didn't need to lie, that is to say, he was actually the real culprit who caused Ingres's exposure?

The Shadow had no intention of probing why Angel had such an ungodly stealth ability, and his heart was full of self-reproach. I didn't expect him to be well-intentioned, but he did something bad.

"How dare you stare at me. Isabella suddenly gave a light push, and a bloody palm lifted Angel up and lifted him into the air.

Isabella wasn't as sharp as revenge on the Shadows, she simply hung Ingres in the air, trying to slowly torture him and satisfy the twisted pleasure in her heart.

"The color of your eyes is really disgusting, but let me think about it, it should have a good effect if it is sewn on the Hundred-Eyed Demon, right?" The smirking laughter was accompanied by a crisp and immature sound, a strange co-op, and it brought more treacherous psychological pressure.

Angel was under Isabella's control, and he couldn't move at all. Even if he wanted to lift the table, he couldn't concentrate, his breathing was slowly decreasing, and he was already hallucinating and hearing due to lack of blood in front of him.

Seeing Ingres' face almost flushed to purple, an anxious look appeared on the Shadow's face.

Although they signed the Kulna Pact between them, this pact was only to not harm each other, and to be able to rescue and rescue within their own capabilities. The current situation is actually not within the scope of the contract, because Isabella, as a second-level wizard, is far stronger than the two of them, even if Angel dies here, the shadow will not be affected by the contract.

But Shadow was still very anxious in his heart, not because of the contract, but simply because of this time of getting along, his attitude towards Angel had changed a little. From the initial hostility, to the later coldness, and then to the warmth and harmony that he slowly understood himself.

It can be said that the reason why Shadow later showed his ruffian side in front of Ingres was because he took Ingres to heart as a friend who could communicate with him on an equal footing.

Ingres has a mild personality, which is different from the mainstream values of the wizarding world, and is a bit biased towards white wizards or moderate academics. Such people may have various disadvantages, but one thing is undeniable, this type of person is very suitable to be friends. For example, Gandalf, a famous potion master in the Southern Regions, "Holy Light Walker", is such a moderate academic, and despite his aura as a master of apothecary, he is also a person that almost all wizards are willing to associate with.

Since Shadow wanted to make Angel his friend, the anxiety in his heart was naturally sincere.

"Lord Isabella, please spare Angels. I promise to take Angel away and never appear in front of you again......" Before the shadow could finish speaking, Isabella slapped him several meters away. The Shadow spat out blood and continued to grin at the teeth that had been opened: "Angel is a brilliant alchemist, he can compensate you, and he once touched the mysterious realm......"

Isabella was stunned for a moment, her eyes catching a glimpse of Ingres, but she became sharp again.

A Level 2 apprentice has touched the occult realm?

Isabella didn't believe in the Shadow's nonsense at all, but she lowered Angel out of mid-air. She simply saw that Ingres was almost in a dying state, and she didn't want Ingres to die so early, it was too cheap for him.

When Angel landed, he gasped for air. The poor condition of his body allowed him to escape from Isabella's coercion.

He gritted his teeth, and before his brain could recover from the lack of oxygen, he suddenly opened up the realm of extreme luxury.

Second-level wizard apprentice, second-level wizard.

It sounds like it's just a suffix, but in fact, the strength is very different. Angel wasn't even an ant in front of Isabella, at best a mustard.

In such a situation, if he still has a way to live, it is probably only ...... That's the method!

After summoning the Nightmare Realm, Ingres did not hesitate to visualize the face of the "Queen", and almost instantly, an itch appeared in his shoulder blades.

Ingres was overjoyed, he didn't know what the consequences would be, but it had come to this, and he had no choice.

But Angel still ignores one point, will Isabella give him time?

Deliberately leaving you time to release a big move to turn the tables, that's a book fabrication. In reality, how can there be such a beautiful thing?

After Angel unfolded the Nightmare Realm, Isabella didn't bother to study what this illusion was, and directly slapped Angel away with strong force, and the Nightmare Realm instantly dissipated without a trace.

At the beginning of the twilight, the reason why Twilight couldn't take the Nightmare Realm was because the Nightmare Realm was connected to the Nightmare Realm at that time. Now Ingres's Nightmare Realm was cut off by Sanders from the extension of the Nightmare Realm and integrated into his body, so the pillar supporting the Nightmare Realm has become Angle.

Ingres has a problem, will the Nightmare Realm still exist?

The nightmare has dissipated, and it is even more impossible for Angel to lift the table.

......

The place where the conflict broke out was on the way out of Silent Hill.

Although it was late at night, there were still people walking at night who noticed the situation here. When they saw that one side was Isabella, all of them chose to take a detour, fearing that they would become the fish in the pond that would be affected.

Occasionally, a formal wizard has set his sights on this side. However, when they saw the situation clearly, they withdrew their gaze, the huge gap between the second-level wizard and the second-level apprentice, there was nothing worth seeing at all.

It can be said that the location of the center of the incident has almost become a forbidden place in a short period of time. The wizard didn't want to see it, and the apprentice didn't dare to look at it.

But there is another group of people, or a class of "non-people", who are very curious about such things.

For example, the two-faced stone Lingtalus, who has nothing to do every day.

"Isabella has also lived for a thousand years, how can her heart be smaller than a child of seven or eight years old?" "What do you know, that's good." ”

"Why is this good?" "How close is Castle Black to our Silent Hill, and how good is this to our Silent Hill!"

"What you say makes a lot of sense!" "Of course, what I said makes sense, which means that what you say also makes sense, haha!"

Talos was talking to himself, and commented on whether Isabella's movements and postures were graceful enough.

When they saw Angel unfold the Nightmare, which had only appeared for a few seconds, Talos had to shut up for himself.

It was a long time before Talos continued to chatter, but it was noticeably quieter. It can only be heard by itself.

"I don't have to run away, this breath is really the same as His Excellency the Phantom!" "In other words, the little friend who Diablo called Angel should be the descendant of the Phantom lineage?"

"As it should be. "That's so interesting, would your Excellency be angry if he knew about this?"

"No, Flora wasn't like that. "It's different, Flora is the one who caused the trouble, but Ingres is innocently implicated by Isabella. ”

"So you think Your Excellency Phantom will strike when he finds out?" "Probably not. Ahaha, I'm you, you're me. You don't think so, and of course I don't think so!"

After a pause, Talos continued.

"Do you want to inform Isabella, maybe she'll let Angel go for the sake of the illusion. "No, it's not fun. ”

"So what are we going to do now?" "You're stupid, of course you're selling news to wizarding magazines, and I've even prepared a title: "Shock! Why did the Phantom Legend kneel under the puffy skirt of a ten-year-old girl, it turns out that the truth is ......". ”

"That's a good topic! I seem to have seen a lot of money coming at me!" "At least 100 magic crystals, right?"