530 History 1

However, whether Weiwei is really innocent or not, as a son, Angli doesn't want to delve into it.

The figure appears in flames at the entrance below the stone pillar. Angel straightened his robe and walked slowly down the spiral stone staircase.

Below was a stone staircase that led to the basement of the stone pillars, and Turin and Brigitte quickly descended from the second floor and followed Angele.

"How's it going?"

"That man is a son of His Highness the Demon Dragon, all his limbs have been cut off, his eyes, tongue and ears have been completely destroyed, and now he is only alive with the remnants of his former life force as a wizard. Turin replied simply, "What are you going to do with it?"

Angelie paused, slightly stunned at what he had heard.

"His Royal Highness the Demon Dragon really looks up to me, since he has given me such a big face." He didn't finish speaking, and walked directly to the end of the stone staircase. Standing in front of an open black wooden door.

The basement inside the door was somewhat dark, with torches burning on the black stone walls, emitting a bright yellow light.

In the basement is a cylindrical glass jar the size of a human hug. Inside was a human stick creature with limbs severed off. Only his head was exposed to the water, and he was breathing hard and breathing.

In addition, in the innermost corner of the basement, there were several young white-armored women, who looked extremely weak and weak.

Angliel tugged at his collar and strode inside, standing in front of the glass jar to take in the creatures inside.

The person inside has no hair, eyebrows, or any other hair, and the whole person is like a large and a small mass of flesh connected together, and the skin is grayish-white. Facing the approach of Anglie, the mass of meat did not react, and still breathed heavily on its own.

"He is the main culprit, using false video information to deceive Wei Fei, who is trusted by Elder Wei Wei. Turin explained behind him.

Angliel's reddish eyes stared silently at the vefe in the jar. It was a long time before he spoke softly.

"Now that His Royal Highness the Demon Dragon has already punished me, to this extent, this person is probably going crazy. He shook his head and turned to the corner.

"These are Vefe's accomplices. Turin hastened to introduce. "Your Highness will also send it over for you to dispose of. ”

Angre didn't speak, and several strands of dark red hair flew out of his back with a snort, piercing the foreheads and eyebrows of these people with precision. Only one person was left alone.

The group froze, their eyes widened, and their gaze became glazed.

A group of pale blue spirits were pulled out of the hair, and they were absorbed like straws and drinks in a few strokes.

After casually disposing of these people, Angliel glanced at the human stick in the glass jar. "The last one, eat the contents of the jar. ”

He looked at the girl in the white dress who had been left alone.

The girl seemed to be a little scared silly, or something was wrong with her mind. She stared wide-eyed at Angele, then at the human stick in the glass jar.

"Will you let me go?" she asked, her voice hoarse.

"If you don't have anything left." Angela smiled cruelly. Stretching out his hand at the stick, a green light slowly landed on the stick. "Go, no one will be able to leave here until he is eaten by you. ”

The girl in the white dress stared blankly at the human stick in the glass jar. There was silence in the basement.

Turin and Brigitte also frowned faintly, but this was Anglie's order, and they could not disobey it.

The girl froze for a moment, then slowly straightened up and staggered towards the glass jar.

The smile on Angle's face grew even deeper. Reaching out to the girl, a black smoke suddenly burrowed into the girl's ears. "I give you sharp teeth and sharp nails. Remember, don't waste it. He turned and strode out of the basement.

Turin and Brigitte turned to follow him, and the last thing they heard was the frantic gnawing and chewing sounds coming from the basement, as rapid as beasts.

Before the three of them could walk far, they had just stood at the exit of the stone pillar when a muffled sound suddenly came from the basement. It was as if something had exploded.

"Brigitte had her go and clean up the basement to make sure there were no live openings in it. Angre stopped and said lightly, "Turin, I'm going to leave the middle next and avoid the chaotic area, what are your plans?"

Turin came back to his senses and did not answer immediately, but waited until Brigitte had left before speaking slowly.

"Now in the situation, I am no longer the most wanted criminal on the mainland, and I originally followed the adults in order to be able to live a peaceful life. Where adults go, I will go too. He thought for a moment and replied in a low voice.

"Would you like to let you stay with Vivi?" asked Anglie suddenly.

A look of hesitation appeared on Turin's face: "I'm sorry my lord, you know what happened to me before, and I'm really sorry for joining the hand of Yuan Neng"

Anglie nodded understandingly, he knew very well that Turin had a shadow on joining the wizarding organization because of the accidental killing of his family and division in the past, and this shadow could not be lifted in a while. Maybe now it seems that he is much more normal because of the big battle with Bedolia, but in fact, he still has crazy and negative emotions in his bones.

"You don't have to join the Hand of Yuan Neng, you just need to stay by Vivi's side to protect her. ”

"That's fine. But before I leave the Central, my lord, I want to settle one thing alone, I wonder if you will allow it?" Turin continued.

"Within a month. Angliel added, "Need help despite the message back." ”

"Master Xie. Turin took a few steps back, turned and walked out of the stone pillar gate, and strode towards the far end of the grassland, and soon his figure gradually blurred and disappeared into thin air.

Angel tightened his black robe and stepped out of the stone pillar.

It was deserted outside, and there were hardly a few figures in sight, and the sound of the harp could still be faintly heard in the stone forest. Low and tactful, as if it were a woman's cry.

Brigitte walked out of a stone pillar on the left with a few maids and walked towards it. Standing beside Angele, Brigitte whispered only after the maid entered the stone pillar and headed into the basement.

"What are you going to do with me? "Now that I can't go back to the Dark Witch Tower, the Alliance won't let me go as a rare source of information. Except to follow you, I have only one way to go, seclusion. ”

"You're going to go into seclusion?" Angliel looked at her with a smirk. The afterglow of his gaze inadvertently swept not far away, and several white-robed wizards walked out of a stone pillar, two of them were saying goodbye to each other, the two hugged each other, and whispered something.

Looking at this familiar scene, I don't know why, Anglie suddenly had a faint emotion, I don't know why, he wanted to sigh very much, and even Brigitte's question at this time seemed to become a little blurred.

He remembered when he first left his father to go to the academy or to board a hot air balloon on the West Coast. There was a faint loneliness in his chest.

looked at Brigitte who was waiting for her to reply. This white-armored woman has black hair in a shawl, her face is cold and pure, her skin is fair and delicate, and her face and demeanor are still mixed with a hint of decisiveness and heroism. If you don't speak, it is estimated that anyone will regard it as a rare beauty, and this temperament contains a strong self-confidence, which Anglie has only seen from those female knights who have been practicing swordsmanship.

And the wizard he only saw it from Brigitte.

The close-fitting white armor perfectly highlights Brigitte's bumpy figure without the slightest superfluity.

"I can't see it, you have a good appearance and temperament. Angliel smiled and said, "You should be glad I'm not a wizard addicted to **, otherwise your fate will be much worse than it is now." ”

"I think you're worse than that kind of wizard. Brigitte replied coldly. "Tell me, when will you let me go! Staying by your side is a torment for me every day!"

"You take off your conceptual arms and give it to me, and I can let you go at any time. Anglie replied simply.

"Do you think it's possible?" Brigitte sneered, "conceptual armament isn't something you can put on if you want to, and it's not something you can take off if you want to. Even if you kill me, this armor will only disappear automatically, and nothing will remain. ”

Angre stopped talking, just smiled.

One of the two wizards not far away flew up and flew directly into the distant grassland, quickly disappearing into the horizon.

"Brigitte, how long have you lived?" he asked suddenly, abruptly.

"Don't you know that asking about the age of a lady is the greatest impoliteness?"

"Oh, 131 years old, that's really young." Anglie took care of himself and regained his mental power.

"You guy!!Voyeur into my memories again!!" Brigitte's face flushed.

"So, let me see how long you can live? Angele's eyes glowed with a blue light, scanning Brigitte from head to toe. "Your body is very energetic, and your specific lifespan, under normal calculation, can live for about 500 years. Okay, you can do whatever you want, I still have something to do, and I have to leave alone for a while. ”

After saying it to himself, Angel ignored Brigitte, who was already flushed and about to go crazy, and walked directly towards the center of the stone forest.

"Bastard!!" Brigitte yelled from behind.

In the center of the stone forest, one of the thickest cylindrical stone pillars quietly reaches into the sky, half higher than the other stone pillars, which is very eye-catching.

Angelel scans Brigitte's lifespan once.

Fourth-level dawn wizards, the specific lifespan varies from person to person, with good maintenance and poor maintenance lasting at most four or five hundred years. The wizard of the above rank, Angle, is not clear, but

Himself, who is now at the eighth level, has a very clear lifespan.

Eighth-level creatures can survive for about 100,000 years at the most, and the slightly more special ones can survive for five or six hundred thousand years, and the longest even has the oldest existence that survives millions of years in the Eye Demon Classics.

The only way to increase lifespan is to increase the level of ontology. Other methods are effective, but at most a few decades are good. The soul qualification cannot be improved, and no matter how much the body is improved, it will decay.

Angle's biggest concern is that Vivi has lived for hundreds of years, how long does she have to live?

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