Once the covenant is really broken, it is estimated that it will really be pulled into the legendary chaos world, where there are almost countless powerful existences. Even Angliel didn't want to experience for himself what it was like to be abused when he met a guy who was stronger than himself.

And most crucially, the world of chaos is notoriously in and out.

After the colorful cortex contract slowly disappeared, Turin on one side asked in a low voice. "My lord, was that just now?"

"It's just a Chaos Covenant, I didn't expect this guy to sign such a high-level covenant with someone. Brigitte sighed from the side.

Angel retracted his black robe and looked at the huge stone wheel in the distance. "Let's go, I sense someone coming. ”

The three of them walked straight towards the stone wheel, and the icy cold wind on the plain whirred on them, occasionally scattering some fine snow particles.

Turin followed closely behind Angliel, walked for a moment, and then spoke in a low voice. "My lord, what else do you plan now?"

"Intended?" Angliel smiled. Strength, after he opened the world channel, he was already able to recover his true body. All that remains is to protect your family and friends through this war. That's what he meant in the first place.

"Tell me when I find my mother, I don't want to worry about the mess in the middle of the country anymore. Although I have a big role to play in it. After everything is over, maybe I'll live in peace," he replied in a low voice.

"Finish everything that should be settled?" Turin seemed to recall something, "if it is possible, when the war is over, I would like to settle something alone." Don't know if you can allow it"

"Absolutely. After all, neither you nor I have much ambition, and a wanton and free life is the goal we pursue. Angliel smiled.

"Then when did you release me?" asked Brigitte coldly on the side.

"I know how to implant my bloodline, but I can't do anything other than kill you to re-extract my bloodline. Angliel shrugged.

"You guy!!" Brigitte froze.

Without the hurried time before, now the three of them are slowly hurrying towards the stone wheel, not in a hurry. It wasn't until the sky was white that he finally arrived in front of the stone wheel.

The long hours of travel and adventure made Anglie faintly tired physically and mentally. What he wants to do most now is to find his mother, Vivi. Then stay away from the vortex of strife with the Hand of Yuan Energy. Live a calm life and relieve the stress during this time.

The diameter of the stone wheel is hundreds of meters, and the three of them stand below it, like three small ants on the side of a white plate, inconspicuous.

Large chunks of rock in the stone wheel swirled and swirled, constantly bringing gusts of wind to pass in front of the three of Angle.

Angele looked at Turin, who took a conscious step forward and reached out to press it against a large rock in front of him. The stone just turned in front of the three of them. It's the size of a millstone, and there's some green moss on it.

Laugh at!

Turin's hand sank into the stone. A circle of translucent ripples stirred up.

He retracted his hand, flicked his fingers, and a cloud of golden mist flew out of his fingertips, completely enveloping the three of them. "The stone wheel is not only an entrance and exit, but also a defensive barrier, if it weren't for this aura, the moment I touched the stone wheel just now, I would have been directly bounced back by the barrier power. ”

Anglie nodded: "In other words, this stone wheel is not an illusion. It's an entity?"

"Yes. ”

"It's funny. Anglie touched his chin, "Just walk in, huh?"

Turin nodded, took the lead in stepping forward, and the whole person sneered and sank into the stone wheel, as if the stone wheel in front of him was just an illusionary image.

Angliel followed suit.

There was a whirlwind in my head, as if the whole person was tumbling around and then returning to normal. It's dark. Then it lit up in an instant.

A vast expanse of cyan grassland appeared in front of Angle. The rays of the setting sun shone obliquely on the grass, and the green grass was painted with a golden-red halo.

The chaotic energy and space-time fluctuations in the air suddenly disappeared. A soft, warm breeze blew gently, faintly hinting at an unknown floral scent.

Looking behind him, the stone wheel was completely gone. Some are just green grasslands that still stretch as far as the eye can see.

Turning around, Angel lifted his left hand and gently brushed it on the fingernail cover of his index finger. A red light flashed on it, revealing a dark red scorpion pattern.

"Can you hear me?" he whispered, "I'm back, I'll come to you right away, don't worry." ”

There was no sound coming from the sigil, but the breath was very steady and steady.

Raise your index finger, and the red scorpion figure on the nail cover suddenly glows red.

With his other hand, Anglie slashed a g-like rune in the air. The red light of the scorpion graphic suddenly exploded, and a red metal chain flew out of the fingernail cover, and flew into the void in a slender and straight way, as if it was linked to some invisible place.

"The direction is over there, let's go. Anglie lowered his left hand and strode in the direction of the red chain.

The three of them seemed to walk slowly on the grassland facing the setting sun, but in fact, every few steps, their figures would blur and jump directly to a farther position.

From a distance, it may seem like a slow walk, but in fact it is extremely fast.

The grass on the ground gradually changed from tender green at the beginning to dark green. The grass grew taller and taller, completely reaching the instep, and from time to time rippled with the breeze.

After advancing for more than half an hour, some gray rabbits could be faintly seen jumping around on the grassland. In some places, charred black craters of flame remained, which appeared to be remnants of battle.

Directly on the grassland horizon in front of you, some white stone pillars gradually appeared.

These stone pillars are irregular cylindrical shapes, and there are some square round windows open everywhere, and figures can be seen flickering in the windows from time to time. It seems to be someone who lives inside the stone pillar.

Stone pillars enclose a sparse stone forest, and some simple brown earthen houses have been built on the outer edges. There are about a dozen or so houses, and a few earthen houses are open in front of the door.

Some of them wore gray robes, others in rudimentary leather armor. Looking towards Anglie from afar, he seemed to notice their arrival as well.

In one of the earthen houses, a young woman in white armor walked out, and strangely, her face had no eyes and eyebrows, only a nose and a mouth, and above the nose was a bare patch, similar to a forehead, and nothing.

The young woman walked briskly over to meet the three of them.

I haven't gotten to the front yet. She whispered. "Excuse me, are you Lord Angle?"

"Yes. Are you from His Highness the Demon Dragon?" Angliel looked the woman up and down.

It's even more penetrating up close. There are no eyes, no eyebrows, and only a fair forehead skin above the nose. The figure is good, bumpy and convex, especially the breasts, which are at least twice as large as the average woman, like hanging two big basketballs.

The armor on her body seemed to be a complete whole, without the slightest gap, like a white hard jumpsuit. I don't know how she got in. No shoulder pads, no elbow pads. Knee pads, just like a close-fitting tights.

"Are you an undergrounder?" Angre asked.

The white-armored woman bowed her head slightly, pressed her right hand on the left side of her face, and made a strange etiquette. "Your erudition is admirable. Wusha belonged to the Ninth Clan underground, and it didn't take long for him to adapt to the sun. ”

"It's also the first time I've seen a real underground person, and it's very special. To be able to stand out from the ground, the hardships you must have paid are definitely not imaginable for ordinary people. Anglie exclaimed.

Turin also nodded slowly: "There are a large number of underground people, but the general individuals are extremely weak, if you want to reach the third-level apprentice-level strength of this one." The slaves paid are dozens of times that of the surface people, and the time spent is also incalculable for the surface people. He seemed to be talking to himself, as if he was explaining to Brigitte on the side.

The white-armored woman's face faintly showed a trace of astonishment and resonance, and she calmed down and withdrew her etiquette. "Your Highness is already aware of your arrival and has ordered us to be here to greet you, and Lord Vivi is safe now, please rest assured. The culprit has already been punished once by His Highness, and now it is at your disposal. Please follow me. ”

"Lead the way. Angel nodded.

Only then did the woman in white armor turn around and walk towards a larger stone pillar in the middle of the white stone forest.

The stone forest is deserted, and the occasional harp music can be heard wafting from nowhere.

Anglie looked left and right around him, in front of an earthen house he passed on his right. A gray-robed woman was carrying a kettle and concentrating on watering the empty meadow. In the other earthen house, there was a faint sound of talking and wine glasses clashing.

Walking inside, the surrounding earthen houses gradually disappeared and were replaced by thick white stone pillars. Occasionally, a small low sobbing can be heard inside the pillar.

"This is a group of surface people who have just entered the secret realm of the garden, most of them are wizard apprentices and thieves, and you know, many of them have lost their loved ones to the war. The white-armored woman Wusha explained as she walked. "The sudden war, the massacre and looting of the Dark Witch Tower Legion, there are many, many situations like this throughout the central region. It is said that up to now, more than 20 main cities have been slaughtered, and most of the large and small wizard organizations in various places have joined the Black Witch Tower and resisted desperately, except for the part that defected to the alliance. ”

"I know a little bit about that. Turin chimed in, "In addition to the Alliance, there are two other organizations of scattered wizards who are resisting with all their might. They are the Haliman Tower and the Snow Peak Castle. They all rely on the very weird inheritance witch array to protect themselves. ”

"That's it, but if the alliance doesn't attract the main force of the Dark Witch Tower, these two organizations will only take a little time, and we will be wiped out. The white-armored woman stopped in front of the stone pillar, "Please come in, Lord Vivi is also taking care of her inside." ”

Angliel nodded, and strode into the stone pillar square gate more than ten meters wide in front of him.

Inside the door is a gray-white spiral stone staircase that winds upwards.

Going up the stone stairs, the three of them soon came to a gray room, the door was open, and there stood a white-clothed maid in the doorway, also without eyes and eyebrows, who sensed Anglie's arrival, and the maid quietly bent down and saluted.

"My lord, Elder Wei Wei is still asleep because she has absorbed some of the fragrance of the Dream Flower, and it is estimated that it will take two more days to wake up. In addition, the prisoners whom Your Highness has entrusted to you are already in the basement of this stone pillar, ready to be ordered by you. "A brief introduction to the maid.

"Got it. Angele glanced at Turin and Brigitte behind him, "Take them to the basement." ”

The two immediately understood what he meant, and followed the maid to turn around and walk towards the basement.

Walking into the room, Anglie's eyes suddenly fell on a large black bed by the window, and there were two white-clothed maids standing next to the bed.

"You all go out, bring the door, I'll be alone here. Anglie waved his hand.

"Yes. ”

The two maids bowed, walked out of the room quickly, and slowly closed the door.

Click

The door closed.

Angele walked to the side of the bed and looked at Weiwei who was lying calmly on her back, and the remaining tension in her eyes finally relaxed.

Vivi's long, dark blonde hair shone brightly on the black pillow. Her body almost sank into the soft silk bed, and the white skin of her bare neck contrasted sharply with the black silk quilt sheets, making her look more and more white and tender.

Angel gently reached out and pressed it on Vivi's forehead.

"Analyze the Dream Flower. ”

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