Chapter 593

About two hours later, helolin in the water curtain suddenly moved her ears and said to the crowd, "I have received the news that Professor Anglo is coming."

The arrival of Anglo meant that the strings could be plucked. From the results obtained after plucking the string, we can also infer what to do next.

Soon, footsteps came from outside the magic house.

With a "click", the door railing was pushed open. The two men came in one after another. At the front was a middle-aged man with short gray hair. His hair was carefully combed, his face was clean and serious, and he was wearing a pair of Phnom Penh glasses. His clothes are as rigorous and regular as others. It is worth mentioning that he held a small board with a stack of parchment on it, just like a teaching plan.

The person who walked behind was a wizard apprentice in a black cloak. He was a little bent. People glanced at him and ignored him.

"Professor Anglo, I wonder if the information searched now can support the final plucking?" Douglas stepped forward.

Anglo, the grey haired man with glasses, first bowed to Sanders sitting on the side, and then said to Douglas, "Mr. Huiyao, there is still too little information at present. It's a little unlikely to fully stir the strings of the world."

"What does Professor Anglo mean?"

Anglo put down his board and opened several parchments full of formulas: "the result of speculation may deviate from the truth, but I have tried my best and can't analyze anything else. Unless..."

"Unless what?" Douglas cheated.

"Unless someone can come out of the outer city, even the devil pet, I can get more data before I can carry out the next stage of analysis." Anglo road.

"If someone could come out, they would have come out long ago. Why wait until now. Moreover, as long as they come out, we don't know what's going on inside. Why do we need to predict?" A sneer came from outside the door.

Then an old man in a dark robe with wrinkled skin and white beard came in.

"Lord quette." The others saluted, and angel stood up.

Only sanders and Douglas were motionless. Sanders' strength is the highest in the presence. In the wizard world where strength is the highest, power is generation.

Douglas did not move because, like quette, he belonged to the three pillars of sleepless city. The strength also reaches level II wizards, and there is no need to be polite.

"Quette, do you have any ideas?" Douglas looked at quette.

"No." Quette shook his head, but his eyes moved to Sanders intentionally or unintentionally.

He has been to the nightmare world, so he can feel the smell of the nightmare world in the dark field. He guessed that there might be a nightmare channel, but he was not sure, because according to past experience, the nightmare channel could not last so long.

If you know the nightmare world best, it must be Sanders. Not to mention his nightmare magic, Sanders could not get rid of the nightmare world just because of the smell of the nightmare world from time to time. So the only thing he can be sure of now is that Sanders must know something inside.

Unfortunately, he tried many times and asked privately. Sanders just didn't want to say.

He himself did not want to make his guess public because of some selfishness. Therefore, facing Douglas's inquiry, he can only act as if he didn't hear it.

Douglas did not expect queter to have any ideas. His current expectation is Anglo: "Professor Anglo, how far can we infer now?"

Anglo quickly flipped through the parchment on the board, and various data formulas reflected on his glasses. Finally, he said, "I can pluck the string once to calculate a general direction without a specified standard."

Douglas pondered for a moment: "then... Can you predict the situation in the outer city, whether to go in a good direction or a bad direction in the future?"

Anglo thought for a moment and said, "this is a judgment in the general direction, but the standards of good and bad are different for everyone. If judged by the string of the world, it may be based on the quality of the world process. What is good for us is not necessarily good for the world. Therefore, it is best to add a premise."

"Is it feasible to take the overall interests of the sleepless city as the premise?"

"In other words, what you want to know is whether the dark domain is good or bad for the overall interests of the sleepless city?" Anglo thought for a moment and nodded, "yes."

After speaking, the angles directly displayed the unique skill of the prophecy system in front of the people: "plucking string method".

The wooden board in his hand turned into countless virtual shadows in a gorgeous magic. The parchment with formula and algorithm recorded on it slowly turned into dust and integrated into the virtual shadow.

In the arrangement of virtual shadows, everyone feels a strange and huge breath, as if all things in the world are included in the breath.

At this time, an arc of light appeared out of thin air and flashed through the fingers of Anglo.

Anglo's fingers kept curling up, some light arcs were cut off by him, others were let go by him and allowed to pass in the unknown space.

Every time an arc of light was intercepted, a little sweat seeped from Anglo's smooth forehead. After a while, he was sweating, and a layer of white fog was steaming out of his glasses.

When all the light and shadow disappeared, nearly a hundred light arcs remained between the fingers of Anglo.

I saw him spit out a deep turbid air and look at Douglas with tired eyes: "the plucking is done. I'm going to start calculating. Give me some time."

Anglo took out a piece of parchment again and put it on the board. Take out the feather pen, Zhan blood ink, write all kinds of unknown formulas, and integrate the light arc around your fingers into the paper and pen.

This process lasted a long time.

Angel watched with interest at first, wondering what Anglo could write, but soon felt his eyes blurred and a little sleepy.

As soon as Sanders turned around, he saw Angel nodding sleepily and couldn't help looking at the Anglo board.

Sanders shook his head funny and said to angel through the spiritual tie: "don't look at it. You can't see anything. If you force yourself to remember, it will hurt your mental power."

As soon as Sanders said this, angel naturally narrowed his eyes: "teacher, that was plucking the string just now?"

Sanders nodded: "yes, prophecy is the three main divisions of wizards at present, namely, the long river of destiny, the wheel of time and the string of the world. Plucking the string is to stir the string of the world for your own use."

"In addition to these three divisions, there are also some small factions, such as the 'astrological coordinate axis',' the bell of inquiry ',' the silent God '... If you are interested in the prophecy, you can go to see the" doctrine of the Crown Star "spread in the glorious world, which is revised every 50 years."

Angel always thought that prophecy was either astrology or divination. Unexpectedly, there are many divisions and factions of prophecy.

Sure enough, the deeper you know about the wizard world, the more knowledge you know, the poorer you feel.

The reason why truth, like a God's card, is mentioned by wizards again and again is not that truth can bring powerful power, but that the pursuit of truth must recognize its own smallness. Only when you know how small and poor you are will you fear everything in the world.

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Anglo is still calculating. All the Wizards in the magic house are whispering. Some are talking about the black areas of the outer city, while others are talking about irrelevant gossip.

Angel leaned against the window and looked at the outer city in the distance with Toby. Angel prayed that nausica would not be inside, while Toby was worried about greya's safety.

When they were worried, footsteps suddenly came behind them.

Angel looked back and saw a man bent and covered in a black cloak coming.

Angel remembered him as a wizard apprentice who came in with Anglo. However, as soon as he entered the house, he consciously drifted away from the sight of all wizards and silently became a transparent man.

But why is he suddenly looking for it now?

Angel looked at him. Did he also intend to learn from the wizards to communicate with him?

Just as angel was imagining, an old voice suddenly came out of the black cloak: "angel, long time no see..."

Angel raised his head and looked at each other suspiciously.

Listen to his tone, he not only knows his name, but also knows himself? But when Angel thought about it carefully, he couldn't think of anyone similar to his voice in his memory.

Facing angel's suspicious color, the other party smiled bitterly and gently pulled down his cloak.

Looking at the old and thin old man in front of him, angel was stunned.

The face under the cloak is indeed a familiar face, but it is somewhat different.

Age spots covered his cheeks and his face was haggard to an unimaginable extent. Cheekbones are towering, and even through that thin layer of skin, you can vaguely see the white bones below.

Just two years ago, when angel first met him, although he was very old, he looked very hale and hearty.

In just two years, the other party was still a level 3 wizard apprentice. Why did it become so?

Angel hesitated and whispered, "Lord Moro?"

The man in front of us is Moro. At the beginning, angel was able to enter the wizard world precisely because he met Moro.

He also comes from the old land, and his family is the Munn family, the backbone of the Canary empire. The PAT family, where angel is located, is not only very different, but also one at the border and the other at Wangdu, with no intersection.

But because of the tea "morning dew after rain", Moro was led to pat manor.

With the help of Moro, angel decided to embark on the road of wizard. At the same time, the healing ice coffin skin roll on mentor Jon was also obtained from the hand of Moro.

It can be said that without the introduction of the original Moro, angel could hardly enter the wizard world in his life. In his heart, he is grateful to the Moro.

However, he did not expect that he would meet the Moroccan people here under such circumstances. 8)

(Panax notoginseng Chinese ET)