The white-winged man in the sky also began to slowly fade and disappear at this time, and it was a magic phantom used by all wizards.

Anglie chased after Vapery, and the ground in front of him reappeared the ruins of gray city buildings, crawling with a large number of mutant humanoids.

No matter what shape these figures are, there are places on their bodies that are as sharp and sharp as the blades of a sword. And there seems to be a very sharp supervisor temperament when walking. Apparently a monster created by Vaperi at random.

Flying over the ruins of the city, Angliel looked around, flicked his fingers, and flew out a puff of black smoke in front of him to form a mirror curtain, on which a clear picture slowly emerged.

Vapery was laughing maniacally and floating above a city, surrounded by countless silver sword marks like a green tornado. Huge sword marks rained down in all directions, forming an indiscriminate and furious attack.

Every sword mark that fell, it exploded in the city, forming a small black mushroom cloud. The crowd in the city, whether ordinary people or wizards, all fled in all directions in a frenzy, and no one dared to resist, apparently having completely crushed any confidence.

"Vapery, I'm going to leave here now, and I'll tell you in advance, the power of nightmares has undergone some unknown change in the fairy world, be careful yourself. Angre said softly.

"Change, hehe, let it be, so that the world will become more interesting?" Vapery hovered in the air, his figure floating up and down. "If you're not as fast as me, the people in this city are going to die again, but unfortunately you won't be able to absorb any souls. ”

"It doesn't matter. "Angliel doesn't care, for him now, absorbing soul and negative emotional energy is just an extremely slow increase in strength. And a small amount is not useful, only a large scale can make a difference.

This time I came to the fairy world, mainly to see the current situation of the Black Witch Tower, and now it is just time to completely liquidate the entanglement with the Black Witch Tower. His purpose was almost accomplished.

It's just that he is indeed a little unhappy with Vapery's arrogant attitude.

"But there shouldn't be much danger of change here, so have fun with yourself. I still have something to do, so I'll go back first. He didn't say anything about the weird figure he had seen earlier.

"Whatever you want. Vapery snapped and disappeared into the shadows.

A smile tugged at the corner of Angliel's mouth, and he suddenly froze slightly, turning his head to look to the right. A close woman's face appeared to his right. Leaning next to his shoulder.

Between the woman's face and his, there was only one finger as close.

"Huh?" Angliel's mind moved, and a dark red halo exploded around his body. The power of the manic nightmare dissipated in an instant. Expels all energy from the air.

His figure instantly withdrew a few meters, and then he looked carefully at the woman who suddenly appeared.

Dressed in a white dress, his face was pale, his eyes were pitch black without any whites, his black hair was like a waterfall, and he was looking at Anglie calmly.

"It's getting denser," Angliel frowned, reaching out and turning into a giant black pincer. Cut at the woman's neck.

Click!

The woman was unharmed, still standing in place, whether it was a dark red halo or a giant pincer attack, it had no effect on her, as if it was just an image floating in the air.

"Neither physical nor energy attacks respond?" Anglie stared at the woman with a solemn gaze. "It seems to be different from the nightmare world, at least in the past, this phenomenon can be expelled and eliminated with energy attacks. ”

Laugh at!

The woman shattered abruptly. Like soap bubbles, it turned into countless white dots and disappeared into the air.

A blue light flashed in Angli's eyes, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly turned his head down to a dense forest below, which was located on the right side of the ruins of the city, and it was actually endless, just at the junction of the plains and the mountains.

Anglie leaned down and flew into the woods. It landed firmly on the ground with a snap.

The surrounding woods were silent, no bugs, no birds, as if there was only a dead silence except for the plants. There was a white mist between the two-meter-thick trees.

"Those finer white particles obviously fell here," Angliel slowly walked through the trees with a frown, his eyes flashing a faint blue light continuously.

hiss

Suddenly, he turned sharply and looked at a large tree beside him.

On the surface of the tree, a portrait of a woman was actually painted, quietly watching him. This woman was actually the woman in the white dress in the air just now.

The portrait of the woman is lifelike, as if she were really a living person.

Her body is not enough to be fully drawn on a large tree, but only half of it is shown on it. It's just that in terms of color, it's not inferior to the photos of the earth. It is as if the trunk of the tree is a mirror, clearly reflecting the woman's figure.

The most strange thing is that after looking at Anglie for a while, the woman actually slowly moved her body and walked towards the depths of the woods. The figure disappeared from the surface of the tree trunk, and then appeared on the surface of another large tree. The two trees are close together, and the gap in the middle seems to block part of the woman's body, forming a strange image of the body spanning the two trees.

Angliel watched quietly as the woman slowly walked into the depths of the forest, feeling that these trees seemed to be cracks, and the gaps in the middle were like big stones, and he was seeing the woman walking on the back of the stones through the cracks.

The flat portrait of the woman walked slowly, and only the trunk of the large tree could clearly show her figure, and when she walked to the large area between the trees, Anglie could not sense anything, as if she had disappeared out of thin air.

It's just that after he calculates the woman's speed time, the woman will also appear on time on the surface of the trunk of the next big tree.

Like a flowing oil painting, the portrait of the woman constantly shuttles through the unknown space, and only the surface of the tree trunk can emerge.

'The scanning phenomenon is invalid, the scanning phenomenon is invalid,' the chip in the ear kept repeating the invalid prompt sound.

Anglie followed the portrait of the woman into the depths of the dense woods. Soon, the portrait of the woman disappeared completely. In front of him was a small dilapidated wooden building.

The small gray-and-white two-storey building is in tatters, and the windows and doors are dangerously half-crooked to one side, and they may fall and fall crookedly at any time. A gust of wind blew, and Xiaolou suddenly made a strange creaking sound.

As soon as he approached the small building, Angliel felt something faintly strange.

He stopped outside the black fence outside the small building and stood in front of the iron gate at the entrance.

Squeak

With a piercing sound, the iron door actually opened automatically in Angliel's sight, as if an invisible hand was opening the iron door to welcome his arrival.

"What is the purpose of you leading me here?" said Anglie slowly, then repeated in Chaos and Medea.

No sound came, no one answered.

Anglie stood motionless outside the iron gates.

"I once read a very special account of the world in an ancient golden book. The world is full of all sorts of weirdness and mystery. It is a powerful world far away from us. It is connected to the world of chaos and many other powerful worlds all year round. It is said that every once in a while, the strange outbreak of the nightmare world is the reason why that world is projected. Of course, this is only one of the explanations. I don't believe it much. He said to himself with a calm face.

Still no one answered. There was silence in the small gray building, and even the wind gradually disappeared.

"It is said that the power of nightmares is one of the best ways to project that world. A smile suddenly appeared on Angele's face. "And the best way to break and leave is "

He slowly closed his eyes.

Open it again.

The small building in front of me is gone, and so are the irons. Even the surrounding woods are gone.

Anglie was standing in front of a delicate image of ruined oil.

The painting depicts a two-storey white wooden house surrounded by dark green woods, a corner of which slowly emerges from the forest. The iron door outside the small building was ajar, and Anglie could still hear the creaking of metal.

At the window on the second floor of the small building, a woman in a white dress can be vaguely seen quietly staring at Angele in front of the oil painting. Her eyes were pure pitch black, without the slightest white.

Anglie looked around. The mural appears to have been preserved in a church-like building in the ruins of the city, with a large number of red candles lying around it, and the melted wax oil re-condensed into a pool on the ground, like scarlet blood.

"If I had just walked in like this, I would have been trapped in the painting forever and never be able to get out again, right?" Angliel looked at the painting in front of him, his eyes fixed on the woman behind the window. "Maybe that's how you became part of the painting?" he muttered in a low voice.

He opened his mouth and puffed out a puff of black smoke, which turned into black ropes and tied directly to the oil painting Zhou's body. Anglie was going to take it back and study it carefully.

The mural is attached to a stone block more than three meters in diameter, and the black smoke surrounds the oil painting for several weeks.

"Get up!" Angliel raised his hand.

The stone didn't move.

"Is the energy ineffective?"

His face sank, and with a wave of his hand, he threw out a few dark red flames, turned into several lion-headed people, and surrounded them to hug the mural stones.

'Whew'

Several lion-headed people roared and exerted their strength, but they still couldn't lift the mural stone, which was only three meters in diameter.

Angre groaned.

Syllable!!

He snapped his fingers.

The mutant humanoids cowering in the distance around them suddenly stiffened, did not dare to move at all, and all bowed down in awe.

"Guys, come here and get me this painting back. Angre reached out and pointed to the three mutants on his left.

The three of them all had the shape of a red giant sword on their right arms, and they carried a spiny dragon on their backs, each two meters high, with knotted muscles on their bodies, and there was even a woman among them.

Pointed out by Angli, the three of them hurriedly walked over and knelt on the ground. (To be continued.) )