Or is this the consequence of being too high-profile and arrogant?

Angel left the edge of the crystal ball and bounced directly on the surface of his robe. A triangular rune array at the hem of the robe slowly lit up red. The whole robe suddenly took on a new look, clean and tidy.

Today, he used the predatory memory ability from the Scorpion Bloodline, but it still gave Anglie a far less convenient feeling than when he was in the Nightmare World.

In the nightmare world, for a normal person with a mature mind, he can quickly read his memory without sequelae. And in the wizarding world, just a little vampire with a low IQ actually spends a lot of energy.

It is clear that this is the result of world repression. Even if he continuously improved the level of his true body, Anglie could only barely use a little side ability in the main world.

Just like the one-eyed bloodline, it can only improve his physical fitness at a certain level, but it is far from reaching the level of the true body of the nightmare world. The same goes for the Scorpion Bloodline, which can only use a small portion of the weakened ability.

Anglie sat cross-legged on the bed, and on the red bedside table, a white envelope slowly emerged out of thin air. Like a replay of the process of burning off the stationery by fire, the envelope is restored from the air to the way it was before it was burned.

The reddish edge of Mars was soon fully restored.

Angre glanced at the white letter and reached out to take a picture. The letter fell to him instantly.

"A new way of delivering information?" he asked, looking over the envelope, looking at the material.

It looked like a blank piece of paper, but the surface was faintly wet, and on the front of the letter was a line of neat dark gold handwriting: To Grimm Vivifenir.

hiss

Tear off the envelope. A pale yellow piece of parchment paper was shaken out from it and slowly unfolded.

On it is densely written by Vivi, all asking about his current situation, and the other is to mention that Eugene doesn't have to worry anymore, let Anglie have a good rest, don't be afraid. And, because this time it happened. In another year or so, she will be able to come back early. So let Anglie be prepared for her examination. If you haven't reached the third level for so long, there will be a punishment at that time.

The content of the letter is numerous. In many places, the meaning is repeated. There was also a hint of nagging and concern in Weiwei's tone.

At the end, the letter also writes about this new type of letter delivery technology. It was invented by a wizard named Locke last year, and this technology has only recently spread, and this letter was also passed on to Anglie after the Warden got this technology and re-modified it into his own style of letter.

After a cursory glance at the contents of the letter, Angel carefully put away the letter and placed it in the drawer of the red bedside table.

"I'll be back in a year, so it's time to go there and see it. ”

He sat on the bed. After thinking for a while, he waved his hand, and red and black runes suddenly appeared on the wall of the room next to him.

Dozens of runes were bright and dark, releasing an invisible force field, directly enveloping and protecting the entire bedroom room.

Anglie looked at the bedroom wall as a layer of flowing red light. Only then did he nod with satisfaction, relaxed his whole body, and slowly lay down on the bed.

On the soft bed is a thin silk quilt of dark red, soft pillows, silky and soft sheets and quilts like cotton,

Anglie lay on his back on the bed. The whole person was surrounded by softness and warmth, as if lying in cotton, and the red protective film that could be seen in the corner of his eye gave him a strong sense of security.

"It's been a long time since I've been so relaxed" Unconsciously, he slowly relaxed and slowly fell asleep

"Ahem!!"

A violent cough in his throat woke Anglie from his comfortable slumber.

He braced himself up, covered his mouth and coughed loudly.

"It's supposed to be morning, and every morning the disease strikes on time. Anglie thought as he glanced at the protective film in the room.

"It's really a serious lack of security, being in the midst of a heavily protected volcanic ruins, and sleeping in your room has to set up a protective sensor layer," he smiled wryly, rolled over and got out of bed, put on black leather boots, and buckled and zipped the boots.

Walked to the wardrobe on one side, opened the door, and picked out a white silk cloak and a wide belt with white silver rimmed inside.

After changing his clothes, Angli stretched out his hand and pressed it to his chest, and the whole person suddenly melted into a red light and disappeared into the room in an instant.

Nightmare World Lakeside Villa Study.

A red light slowly emerged in the center of the study, quickly condensing into a complete human form.

Anglie was dressed in a white robe, with a neckline raised high, almost covering most of his face.

Looking around the room, the entire study room is actually divided into two strange areas.

On one side of the window, it looked like a room hundreds of years later, old, decaying, covered with gray-yellow dust, and all the furniture and bookshelves were extremely dilapidated, as if no one had wiped them down for hundreds of years.

On the other hand, it is so clean that it is as if someone is cleaning it every day. The furniture and bookshelves are as clean as new.

"What is this?" Angliel frowned, looking at the strangeness of the room, vaguely recalling the first time he first came into contact with the nightmare world.

He took a step forward, standing on the edge of the dividing line between old and new in the room, and reached out into the old, decaying area opposite.

The fair-skinned and delicate right hand did not change in the slightest.

Angliel was puzzled, suddenly remembered something, and picked up a mahogany high-backed chair from the other side and placed it directly in the old area.

hiss

In a slight sound, the original brand new and intact high-backed chair quickly aged, the red luster quickly dimmed, and the slightest crack appeared on the surface.

In less than a few seconds, the entire chair went from brand new to worn.

"Is it really the Rotten Zone?" Angliel's brow furrowed even deeper.

From the relevant information obtained from the Eye Demon, he had long known that there were many mysteries in the Nightmare World that even the powerful could not decipher. One of them is the Decay Zone.

Many times, in some parts of the Nightmare World, there will be a situation where the material time in some areas will be accelerated, but the soul time will not change.

In other words, the aging of a person's body accelerates, and the soul is still the soul of a young person. This is not uncommon, but no one has been able to crack the prevention.

And the only solution to this situation is to leave.

"It's no wonder that the giants of the Nightmare World want to constantly invade other worlds, and maybe they will eventually return due to the suppression of the world's power, but during this time, they don't have to experience all kinds of hemp and mysterious and strange phenomena in the Nightmare World. ”

As far as he knew, the spread of this rotten area was just a kind of weirdness. In addition, there are many times when the world is superimposed and projected, resulting in inexplicable situations.

It's like one thing mentioned in the Ulan Sacrifice text.

The most recent inheritor was sleeping and resting in a cave, and the cave had built up many defenses, and it was absolutely impossible for a creature not to alarm the inheritor to enter. But after a few days of sleep, he woke up and just opened his eyes, and found a little girl in red standing next to him, staring at him quietly, I don't know how long she had been watching on the side.

The inheritor knew that the other party was not a spirit, and the creatures who practiced the Ulan ritual were never afraid of spirits. However, this kind of situation still occurs in an environment that they think is absolutely safe, which makes the inheritor feel extremely insecure.

Angler reckons other giants are likely to have had similar experiences of insecurity. That's why they are crazy about the power of their true bodies.

Only when they are strong enough to a certain level, even in their sleep, the enemy will not be able to inflict great damage on themselves, or even be helpless at all.

This is the real guarantee that you can guarantee your absolute safety at all times.

"The Eye Demons are probably seriously insecure, which is why they are so keen to invade other worlds, intending to avoid the nightmarish environment of the Nightmare World, even if only for a short time. ”

Angre retracted his chair and placed it gently on the floor.

With a bang, the chair fell apart and fell into a pile of broken wood pieces scattered on the ground.

Shaking his head slightly, Angel turned around and opened the door to the study, the villa was empty, and there was no sound.

"Fliya?" he shouted in a deep voice.

The villa was quiet, a little dead silent.

Anglie slowly descended the stairs to the first floor. The sound of thumping footsteps was unusually harsh in the empty villa.

Descending to the first floor, Anglie immediately saw the rune array console in the middle of the hall, the console was completely decayed, and the black stone on one side had a crack in it, and the color was dull.

Angele's face changed, and he looked out, and the protective film on the outside was so thin that he was almost invisible.

At the edge of the protective film, on the miserable white snow, there are dense rows of footprints clearly visible. It was as if there were many people standing outside the protective film, waiting for this last layer of defense to disappear.

"Humph!" Angliel snorted, reaching out to the console and pointing. A cloud of red flames flew from his fingertips, enveloping the console completely.

Airplanes!!

The protective film around the villa suddenly became clear again, and it was unusually bright.

Red flames enveloped the console and burned, as if it were powering the console.

This is one of the many small tricks that Anglie has mastered over the years, using the magic stone in his waist bag to melt into pure energy, which can support the damaged rune array to continue to operate normally for a short time.

However, the price is that the rune array will collapse directly after three days.

However, the console has cracked, which means that it is not repairable, and Anglie can only be supported in this way for a while.

"Flia!O-Phile!!" he shouted in a low voice, his voice turning into a circle of solid transparent water that quickly spread throughout the villa.

An echo came, but still no one responded.

Angle's face became more and more ugly. His eyes scanned the hall on the first floor, and finally landed on the floor of the main entrance. There was a clear line of wet footprints that stretched in. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )

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