042 The voice of the roar from the bottom of my heart
Witchcraft is so terrifying that there is still time to stand still with such an awesome ability?
Lin An was stunned.
However, witchcraft is awesome, but the state of the witch Chen Shuyun makes him feel very strange and weird.
This man......
As if out of mind?
According to Chen Shuyun's words, she rushed out of the yoga studio to find her sister, and then knew that there was a man in the room, so she hurriedly wrapped herself in a big shirt and jacket, which was obviously a kind of shyness of a little girl.
But as she began to perform witchcraft, the hand was lowered again, as if she was no longer shy.
No!
It's not a matter of not being shy, the surging violence, pain, and struggle in her eyes are so paradoxical.
Her current state seems to be the same as her dark golden idol?
Lin An's vision is fixed on the entire floor, and he can clearly observe every detail and keenly perceive every detail change.
The wizard's ability to cast spells is through this dark golden idol?
Then, while casting the spell, the body switched to the dark golden idol control?
Lin An looked at Chen Shuyun suspiciously, walked forward in a daze, stumbled on himself, stood firm against the wall and continued to walk inside, and kept muttering about his sister.
She seemed to be observing her room, first opening the door to the toilet and kitchen at the entrance, and then walking to the large open room inside to look left and right.
This kind of behavior is different from the dark golden idol.
It's more like a 'human' act.
There was a clear view of the room, and she obviously couldn't see any sister.
There was no one on the balcony, no one under the table, and then she looked at the wardrobe on the wall next to the bed.
She nervously opened the closet and looked at it, hesitated for a moment, and reached into the gap between her clothes.
"Sister?"
"Sister?"
She muttered, standing a little sluggishly in place, finally looking at the bed.
Then, he bent down and looked at the bottom of the bed, feeling that it was dark and couldn't see clearly, so he knelt on the ground and buried his upper body under the bed.
This is a common stretching movement in yoga, and she is skilled enough to easily get into it with extreme flexibility.
Lin An's wandering eyes in the room quickly noticed something unusual, as Chen Shuyun's yoga pants stretched out a full elastic amplitude, the bleeding wound on her foot was stretched open, and the blood flowed more and more.
On that wound, in the vision of the spiritual hallucination, there was a faint trace of black mist.
It's similar to the texture of the black mist floating behind the witch hunter and the flames.
This is clearly the damage caused by the Witch Hunter Knight.
Lin An couldn't help but think back to the heavily armored witch hunters in that red light world, Chen Shuyun encountered these people, and he only suffered such a small injury and retreated?
More powerful than her sister?
"Sister?" Chen Shuyun's sleepwalking-like murmur echoed under the bed, pouting and groping under the dark bed.
Lin An was a little embarrassed and wanted to retract his vision, but unfortunately he couldn't.
So he had to turn his attention to the dark golden idol.
Hey?
Lin An looked at the red rope on the dark golden god statue with some confusion, this red rope gave him an extremely familiar feeling!
If the spiritual temperament revealed by the dark golden idol is 'violent, crazy, twisted, depressed, and struggling', then the spiritual temperament of this red rope is 'restlessness wrapped in coldness'.
This is......
Chen Xin's spirituality?
Can it be thought that Chen Shuyun's spell-casting ability was suppressed by Chen Xinfan's powerful witchcraft?
As for why it was suppressed, looking at the dark golden statue full of violence and predator aura, and referring to that repressive and struggling aura, Lin An vaguely had an answer.
The red ropes twisted and tugged at themselves as if they were alive, making the dark golden idol wail in more pain.
Countless dark golden blood flowed, long since the ground where it knelt into a pool of blood.
Chen Shuyun, who finally crawled out from under the bed, began to walk around the room in a daze, as if sleepwalking.
It seems that although she has been replaced with a dark golden idol, what maintains the logic of her behavior is her original desire and obsession?
Lin An could see that this kind of time-standing spell had hurt Chen Shuyun a lot, and her face became more and more pale.
What exactly is a wizard?
What about the wizard's spellcasting?
Lin An looked at this weird Chen Shuyun and vaguely had a very bad premonition.
The witch is extremely demonic, and the last time Chen Shuyun was in a low mood and told him and Zhou Xiaoxiao about the wizard, many conjectures were confirmed.
He stared at Chen Shuyun with burning eyes, observing every detail in all directions, carefully figuring out every information about a creature like a wizard.
Because......
He's also a wizard.
Even if he doesn't want to be a wizard, he's still a wizard!
"Wow~"
The sound of the curtains pulling is so abrupt and harsh in the room where time stands still, and the pouring rain outside the window seems to be the sound of two worlds, and the listener is uncomfortable.
"Sister......
Chen Shuyun stared blankly at the portrait in the curtain, although it was a black cat, which had nothing to do with her sister, and her sister didn't like to raise cats.
My sister's pet is a large toad.
It's just that, I don't know why, she actually feels that this black cat is her sister.
She stretched out her trembling hand and touched it gently, and finally determined, yes, this is my sister!
Can......
"Sister, what's wrong with you?"
Lin An's guess was right!
He found that when he reached the goal, desire, and obsession of 'finding his sister', Chen Shuyun got out of that sleepwalking state and returned to the normal state of a 'person'.
At the same time, the dark golden idol seemed to have lost some kind of support, and its raised right hand was pulled back by the red rope and restrained behind it again.
The corona disappeared, Lin An was finally able to move, he could clearly see that the clock on the wall skipped for a few minutes in an instant, and the mouse in the stairwell outside the house squeaked miserably, hit his head on the ground, and fell down the middle of the stairs.
The eyes of the sky quickly retracted, and Lin An regained his normal vision again.
"Lin An?"
Chen Shuyun looked a little stunned.
Lin An just pursed his lips and looked at her, his judgment just now was wrong, Chen Shuyun didn't seem to have returned to normal, her eyes were still full of violence, madness, pain, and struggle.
And as Chen Shuyun's eyes converged, a huge white python hallucination appeared in the room, and the huge vertical pupils stared at him coldly, full of desire to hunt.
"That's the black cat I drew, not your sister."
Lin An forced himself to compose, he was good at doing this kind of thing, even if the witch in front of him gave him a beast that broke into his home.
"......"
Chen Shuyun looked at him blankly, and then looked back at the portrait of the black cat on the curtain.
There was a voice in her heart screaming frantically, telling her, no, this man lied......
- "No, this person lies, then this is my sister!" That's my sister! You are the most powerful wizard, you have cultivated to the point of being a powerful wizard who is about to return to your ancestors, even if you have suppressed most of your abilities by your sister, is it possible that your vision has also been suppressed? ”
It was the hissing of that white python.
This python was so big that its body was lying on the floor of the entire room, and Lin An could easily touch its warm scales and hear the python's roar at Chen Shuyun.
It was the first time he heard the picture of the communication of people with spirituality and spiritual subjects.
- "He's lying, this man must have used some means!" "The python roared and roared, full of rage.
- "You care so much about your sister, you have to save her!" ”
- "You only have one sister!" ”
- "Your parents are dead, and you only have this sister!" ”
As its roar became more and more frenzied, Chen Shuyun's breathing began to become rapid, she kept gasping, her chest rose and fell rapidly, and the violence in her eyes seemed to turn into flames little by little.
"Sister......
Chen Shuyun muttered.
“!!!”
Lin An stared at all this and swallowed his saliva.
Mom~, what kind of operation is this? Can you shut up about that snake? Yes?
Chen Shuyun actually felt the breath of the black cat portrait, thinking that he had found Chen Xin's fan.
As for why Chen Xinmi's disappearance during this time, Lin An couldn't help but think of the battle between Chen Xinmi and Professor Cao, Chen Xinmi's abdomen was blasted open by Professor Cao's pistol. (Chapter 09)
But now Chen Xin's fans seem to be better, and he is watching himself in the office building opposite his office with Lao Liu.
Lin An's brain thought quickly, thinking about how to reveal the information without causing some unnecessary trouble in the future.
- "By the way, he must be a sealer!" Yes, it makes sense to think like that! ”
The white python roared.
- "He lied to you, and in vain you have been struggling to help him awaken whether it will hurt him, hahahaha, this person lied to you!" ”
Walt?
The white snake's roar was so loud that it instantly interrupted Lin An's train of thought, and he stared at this thing with wide eyes.
What?
What's that?
Me, Seasealer? And what is a sealer?
Suddenly, Chen Shuyun's gaze became sharp, and together with the white snake beside her, he stared at Lin An vigilantly and angrily.
"You're not a wizard apprentice! I was blinded! ”
A pair of pale hands tore through the space, revealing a world of dark golden mist, and the dark golden idol kneeling on the ground raised its right hand again in a wail.
At the same time, Chen Shuyun also raised his right hand.
The two hands shook violently.
Suddenly, countless dark golden mist converged and turned into a strangely shaped broadsword.
The broadsword seemed to be a skeleton with a hunched back, legs reduced to hilts, no hands, only a pair of winged skeletons with fine, regular cutouts. The wing bones are reduced to blades that extend backwards from the vertebrae.
In the real world, Chen Shuyun didn't have anything in his hands, as if it was just a wooden spell casting gesture.
Only the emerald green jade bracelet on her wrist began to glow faintly, making people feel that she was entering a state of spellcasting.
"Get my sister out of the picture!"
"I know!" Chen Shuyun pursed his lips and looked at Lin An vigilantly, "There is a school of wizards called 'Sealer', I heard that there are people in foreign countries who seal people in glass bottles and throw them into the sea, and I have also heard of people who seal people in the body of cows to obtain strong muscle power as guards. ”
Wizards are not a simple group, everyone has gained wisdom from the ancient inheritance of skills, and gradually moved out of their own schools, each with its own direction of witchcraft development.
But after all, everyone is a modern person, and they accept the influence of modern society, and there are many wizards whose methods are too evil and cruel for many people to accept.
So there is a not-so-clear distinction between white wizards and black wizards.
It is often difficult for people to immediately distinguish whether the other party is a dark wizard or not, but if they have mastered the 'sealing technique', they can probably be directly assigned to the category of dark wizards.
Under the oppression of the witch hunters, the wizards both longed for the dark wizards, who wielded more powerful and evil witchcraft, to fight against the witch hunters, and hated these dark wizards who wielded evil powers.
But in any case, the Dark Wizards are a group of White Wizards, and they are no less vigilant than the Witch Hunters.
"Let my sister out!"
The dark golden idol's right hand flipped over, and the long knife in his hand was raised high, as if it would be slashed down at any moment.