The giant insect man was so frightened that he retreated a few steps back one after another, shivering all over, and without saying much, he turned around and ran.

The huge body slammed into the big tree on the side of the road with a bang, but it didn't run far before it was caught up by a black smoke flying from behind.

Like a spark igniting gasoline, the giant worm's body burst into black flames, and its entire body was wrapped in black smoke. The hypertrophied body is like a leaky balloon, silently and quickly drying down. In just a few seconds, its entire body completely turned into a cloud of black smoke, flew back to Angel's hand, and disappeared into his skin.

Angree randomly ejected a few wisps of black smoke to get rid of the remaining white caterpillars, and then turned to look behind him.

Fura stared at him vigilantly, her muscles like strings that were tense to the extreme, ready to burst out with terrifying power at any moment.

"Who the hell are you!? why are you pretending to be my uncle?"

He actually took Anglie as some kind of monster disguise.

As Fra asked, Furya and the others did not hesitate to aim the tip of their weapons at Angle.

"I am your Uncle Green. Anglie sighed softly, "Don't you want to know why I've been the same for so many years, why I've been able to live here with you for so long?"

He looked at Frieh. "Little one, what about the sunflowers back then? Surely they haven't bloomed yet, right?"

Fulia hesitated, looked at her brother with some suspicion, and then moved her gaze back to Angele. She seemed to be a little unsettled.

Fura was silent for a moment.

"Can you show us the golden magic guide you used the most?"

Anglie smiled dumbly, and casually took out the thorn light ring that he had used back then from the space mirror on his waist, and his spiritual power was slightly stimulated.

Snort!!

Several streaks of pure golden light pierced the ground abruptly, leaving a few small scorched black holes, still emitting green smoke.

"It's uncle! only uncle can activate this magic guide completely!" Friya immediately confirmed Angle's identity, "and with the power you had just now, there is no need to coax us like this." ”

The suspicion in Fra's eyes slowly faded. "I'm sorry uncle. I've been too nervous lately," he smiled wryly, "and now that I think about it, maybe from my childhood." It's strange if you don't have such a strong force, but being able to stay safe and sound for such a long time is an abnormal thing for the average hunter."

Listen to what he says. The wary gaze of the others slowly subsided.

Angliel walked over and patted her on the shoulder, he understood that she was so frightened, it meant that he had been in such a similar situation. The two are almost the same height. Standing together, compared with Anger's youthful appearance and Fra's middle-aged appearance, there was a faint incongruity with such a reverse move.

"Alright, get out of here, see me again, you're at ease, right?" Angliel smiled.

"You're not with us?" said Frya, in Angle's voice. A little nervously looked at him.

"No, if you have the heart, you can come here and gather more when you have time, as long as someone comes in, I will know. Will also come back for a while. Angre replied with a smile.

Fura tried to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything. Raise your hand and gently paddle back. "Withdraw!"

"Instructor, I have something to say!" suddenly a beautiful female player stood up and said loudly.

"Go back!" Furya snorted, as if she knew what she was trying to say.

The female team members have short pale green hair, a bumpy figure, and are only in their teens, like a petite cheetah, with wild and unruly eyes. Hearing the captain's reprimand, she trembled and still stood still.

Fra was about to speak, but was stopped by Anglie waving his hand. "What do you want to say?" he looked at the girl with interest.

The green-haired girl bowed respectfully. "I know it's rude to suddenly get stuck in the middle of a conversation between you and your family, but I can't help but think of a couple of words. As a member of the human race, you have such great power, why wouldn't you want to go to the human gathering place and make a contribution to everyone?" her question sounded cautious, but in fact it was a faint question.

As an elder of the instructors and judges, you should join us and contribute to the survival of all mankind. The green-haired girl became more aggressive.

Anglie just smiled and shook his head. "I'm sorry, but I can't say yes to your request. ”

"Why !?" The girl's face froze, staring at Angele's face. "Do you know how much of a powerful being like you will make for the survival of humanity as a whole by joining us?"

"There's no reason for that. Angel still kept a faint smile. "It's just that I don't want to. There are some things that you won't understand. That's all I can say to you. With the exception of the two children, Fra and Furya, all the other humans died, and it didn't affect me in any way. There was a cold cruelty in the smile on his face.

"You!!" the green-haired girl took a step forward with round eyes, her chest rising and falling violently, and was immediately grabbed by a female companion behind her.

On the other hand, the Fra brothers and sisters on the other side were thoughtful, as if they remembered something.

"I see what you mean. Fura took a step back and bowed heavily. "Goodbye, Uncle Green. There was not the slightest hint of anger on his face, and he gently patted the green-haired girl on the shoulder. The girl reluctantly stood back in her original position, her chest still rising and falling, obviously angry.

Fulia walked over and gently kissed Angel on the left side of his cheek. "Goodbye uncle. ”

"Goodbye. Anglie gently pinched Frya's face as he had done when he was a child.

The two siblings had vaguely understood what he meant. He quickly retreated to the back of the villa with his group, and soon disappeared.

Anglie stood still, silent for a long time.

His answer just now only cut off the idea that the native humans here wanted to survive on him. In fact, if he intervenes in this low-level battle at his level, he may attract other hostile beings of the same high level.

After all, their actions in the wizarding world this time have completely turned their faces on behalf of the Southern Regions and the Scourge Lords. A battle at this level, with only a little aftermath, could cost all humanity a lot.

And if it weren't for the fact that he had greeted the sealer forces in the Southern Regions before, it is estimated that it would be unlikely that the Frya brothers and sisters would return to the villa safely this time. Humanity's survival in the Southern Regions will also be more difficult.

Dealing with those pursuers in the name of the territory just now is already the limit of what Anglie can do. The rest can't be discovered by the other party's Scourge Lord.

On the other hand, the humans of the Nightmare World themselves have little to do with him. It's not for the sake of the two siblings. He wouldn't help at all.

Sensing the fluctuation of the group's breath getting farther and farther away, Angel came back to his senses and looked at the white-walled villa beside him.

"I've pretty much understood the situation here, and I don't know if we'll be able to see each other again," Angliel muttered. From head to toe, the body slowly turned into a red flame streamer, and faded into the air.

The red light flashed in front of him, and it quickly became clear.

Angre shook his head. Looking at the quiet and clean living room around.

There was not the slightest movement on the first and second floors of the small building. The square golden red sunset sun cast outside the window fell on the floor, reflecting the real living room in a pale red.

The smell of toasted bread filled the air.

"Li Xinrui?" Angre called out softly. The sound is clearly transmitted and spreads.

No one answered.

Angliel frowned. He was standing in the middle of the living room, turning around and walking up the stairs on the second floor.

Wow

The footsteps rhythmically followed, and after turning the corner of the stairs, Anglie looked up just in time to see the white skirt showing a little bit at the corner of the second floor.

"Li Xinrui?" he asked again.

The white skirt stepped back silently, blocked by the wall and out of sight.

Anglie already had a bad guess in his heart. Take a few steps up to the second floor and turn left. Walk in the direction of the study.

The planks under his feet continued to sound with the sound of footsteps, and there was a slightly echoing popping sound.

The study door was half-open, and Anglie gently pushed it open and walked in.

Yes!!!!!

A piercing scream instantly sounded in his ears, which seemed to be a woman's scream, and it was like a wail of pain.

Even Angel was stabbed slightly.

The screaming stopped abruptly, and Angle's eyes swept around the study. It was empty, there was no one in it.

A set of black desks and chairs, two mahogany bookshelves, a tall candle holder, and on one side is the stone mural, which is tightly covered by a black scarf.

Angliel's face darkened. "The sound just now is not a hallucination, it should be a replay of the sound that remains here. Listening to the timbre of the voice, it is very similar to Li Xinrui who was summoned by himself.

An Gelie tried his bloodline illusion ability, but it didn't work for Li Xinrui. Obviously, it is unlikely that the woman was in trouble because of the hallucinatory attack.

Angel exited the study and inspected the other second-floor rooms. There was no sign of it. He hurried down to the first floor and checked the condition of all the rooms.

Everything else was fine with the room, only the storage room.

There was nothing to be seen outside the pantry, and as soon as Angel walked in, he smelled a thick foul odor.

In the small and dark storage room, the inside of the door was nailed with dense wooden boards, and there were blood-colored claw marks left on the wooden boards. There were also some dry dark red blood stains on the ground.

Angel closed his eyes, glowing red.

hiss

In the air inside the storage room, wisps of pale blue mist slowly emerged, and the painful and frightened woman's wail faintly came from the mist.

"It's Li Xinrui's voice, she's really dead," Angliel's face became heavy. "It seems that the mural is really not a psychic attack, or just a hallucinatory attack, but a real actual damage. ”

He checked the remnants of the soul, originally he was going to absorb and find Li Xinrui's soul, but he didn't expect to find only the remnants of the soul traces in the storage room.

Taking a closer look at the pale blue mist, Angelel made some new discoveries.

"It should be possible to use this trajectory to find some clues" Since he learned about the flaws of the sealer with the Eye Demon, he vaguely felt that he instinctively moved this mural back in the first place, probably because his own bloodline wanted to break away from the shackles of the nightmare world and explore in the direction of a higher level of evolution. Otherwise, he wouldn't have taken the initiative to bring such a troublesome thing back at all.

Following the traces of the blue mist, Angel left the pantry and soon came to the door of his bedroom, where the brass knob had been twisted and the white door was covered with blood-red handprints.

Anglie remained silent, examining his handprints, and then slowly moved with the remnants of the blue mist.

Finally stopped in front of a large vase placed in the corner of the living room.

The vase was planted with white and yellow flowers that were more than a person tall, and there were large green leaves like lotus leaves, which grew very densely.

Blue mist burrowed through the gaps in the foliage and into the back of the vase.

Angel gently brushed away the leaves and flowers, and the pupils of his eyes shrank suddenly.

On the white wall behind the vase, a vivid portrait of a girl stands in the middle of the wall, smiling at Angle.

The colorful portrait is none other than the vanished Li Xinrui.

She was wearing the same jeans and T-shirt as she was, and she was neatly dressed and clean.

"Awesome," Angel muttered in a low voice, reaching out and gently touching the portrait on the wall, and suddenly a flower appeared in front of him.

The portrait disappeared in an instant, leaving only a white wall. It was as if the portrait he had just seen was just an illusion.

"It's not an illusion," Anglie could affirm, "this method is no longer an energy attack in the ordinary sense, it should be a more peculiar higher phenomenon than my real body, if it can be studied thoroughly."

He vaguely felt the opportunity in the mural for his being.

The palm of his hand was pressed against the wall, and the cold touch couldn't suppress the heat in his heart at all. (To be continued.) )