Chapter 2536

In the secret room of old Potter's tavern in huangnv town.

When Angel opened his eyes, the first person he saw was old Potter standing not far away.

"Why are you standing there?" Angel wondered.

"Is there anything else you haven't told me?" Asked old Potter respectfully.

"Is that what you want?" Angel rubbed his temples and said helplessly, "I said it was all right before. You can do it at will. As for any questions in your heart, go online and ask others."

Hearing what angel said, old Potter's face showed naked disappointment. Obviously, old Potter is still eager to get some inside information from angel.

"You go out first. I have something else to do." Angel waved old Potter away.

Old Potter could only nod, step by step and turn back to open the door and prepare to leave.

However, just as old Potter was about to close the door, angel suddenly stopped him: "by the way, I forgot to tell you one more thing."

Old Potter immediately raised his head and his eyes twinkled: "Sir, do you have something to tell me?"

Looking at the faint excitement of old Potter, angel couldn't help laughing and said, "do you really want to do something, or do you want to get some answers from me?"

"All, all..."

Angel: "then you will be disappointed. These things can only be talked about in the wilderness of dreams. I won't say it outside. If you meet me in the wilderness of dreams, I can talk to you, but in reality, there's no way."

Angel made a gesture, and the meaning of the gesture was also very simple and clear: all for caution.

Old Potter suddenly realized it and said solemnly, "I see!"

After the words, he also compared the same gesture.

Angell could not care what Potter understood. Anyway, old Potter really wanted to know what intelligence, or had to go to the wilderness of dreams. But in the wilderness of the old Potter, if he could meet him, he has the final say.

"What can I do for you, sir?" Without talking about the wilderness of dreams, old Potter's mood began to calm down gradually.

"In two days, there will be special personnel in the savage cave to deal with the affairs here. You can cooperate with them the day before. You don't have to care about the back, and you'd better not go to explore." Angel: "if you can, don't get close to the Princess Castle in the near future, or you can leave the princess town."

"The wind will rise and the country will be in chaos. If you stay here, even the extraordinary may be involved."

Old Potter: "but I have my own task."

Old porter didn't say what the task was, but Angel guessed that he either observed the chaos of the Guman kingdom or wrote down all kinds of changes of the Guman royal family and passed them to the savage caves. That is to say, old Potter is a spy who was placed here.

But what old Potter didn't know was that the things he explored were actually irrelevant. The real chaos, and the truth of the ancient man Kingdom, have long been known by the group standing at the top of the pyramid.

In fact, what old Potter did was superficial Kung Fu, in order to perfunctory the spies in the savage cave.

Now chaos will arise, and those apprentice level superficial Kung Fu can no longer be done. Old Potter doesn't need to stay here all the time. It's better to leave the kingdom of Guman.

"Your task will be cancelled sooner or later."

Seeing old Potter's doubts, angel continued: "if you don't believe it, when the investigators come in two days, you can ask them if your task still needs to continue?"

"The future is your own, so how to choose and make your own decisions."

Old Potter pondered for a moment before nodding: "I see. Thank you for reminding me."

Angel: "Oh, by the way, I'll leave at dawn. Huangnv town may turn upside down in the past two days. If you have a place to avoid, you'd better avoid it with Ms. Mello. If you don't have a place, you can stay in this secret room. Before I leave, I'll set up a dreamland here. As long as I'm not a real wizard or a wizard of magic department, I shouldn't notice anything unusual."

Old porter also heard a sense of awe from angel's words. It reminded him of what DOX had asked angel before.

What else did Angel actually do to the Princess Castle, as DOX said?

While old porter was thinking, angel looked over: "why, are you confused?"

Old Potter quickly lowered his head and said respectfully, "no doubt."

"Then go and do your job. Prepare for all kinds of situations. I don't want you to go wrong again, which will lead me to be called to the kingdom of ancient man to deal with these trivial things."

Old Potter nodded in a straight way and then walked out of the door.

After old Potter left, angel took out the carving pen, blood and ink, as well as various consumables, and prepared to arrange a magic power array in the secret room.

Angel told old porter that it was a fairyland, but if there were unpredictable results in huangnv Town, the separate fairyland would still not be safe. Therefore, the combination of fairyland and magic energy array is the optimal solution.

If old Potter chooses to stay here, this secret room can also ensure that he will not be found in a short time, giving him the opportunity to log in to the wilderness of dreams and ask for help.

If old Potter gives up the tavern and leaves here, the secret room can also be used as a secret stronghold of the savage cave here. After registering in the mission hall, this secret stronghold can also provide some protection for internal members in the ancient kingdom in the future.

When angel took out various consumables, he also called Mandela out.

However, Mandela did not speak for the first time, but sat quietly aside, not knowing what he was thinking.

Her dark and dark breath gradually floated, making her whole person seem to become a dark shadow.

Mandela's meditation slowly ended when Angel described the magic energy array almost. But Mandela still didn't speak, but looked at the carefully painted angel. His expression was quite complex, including disgust, disgust, entanglement and hesitation.

Mandela didn't speak, but angel suddenly turned to look at her: "I suddenly have an inspiration to borrow some of your energy."

Mandela was stunned: "my energy is still very complex, and there is still a smell of corruption in it."

Angel: "it doesn't hurt. You can filter it and use it again."

Without Mandela's consent, angel directly controlled the spiritual tentacle and dragged more than half of it from the dark atmosphere around Mandela.

The loss of the external dark breath makes Mandela's soul feel empty. If you want to recover, it is estimated that you will have to rest for a few more days. Even so, Mandela did not stop angel. If these dark smells were her, she would fight for nothing, but now she also yearns for power, but it is not the power that makes him crazy.

After borrowing Mandela's spiritual energy, angel picked up the carving pen, wrapped this energy and painted it evenly and gently on the ceiling.

With the completion of the depiction of this magic pattern, a strong gloomy smell filled the air around.

Mandela took a deep breath and felt a burst of joy in the soul: "this is the breath of raising the dead soul. Are you going to raise the dead soul here?"

Angel: you'll know later

Angel did some operations that Mandela couldn't understand. After a while, the gloomy atmosphere suddenly began to change subtly, with less taste of death and more feeling of purity and purification, making it more calm and peaceful. Although it can also nourish the dead soul, it is more widely used now. Even creatures can get peace here.

"What is this?"

"Dead silence magic pattern." Angel: "it's a kind of magic pattern that can nourish the dead soul. However, I changed it a little. With your energy, your energy attribute is very special. Although death is rolling, it has a taste of living to death."

"Sure enough, a little change, and then filter it, it becomes a new effect."

Mandela didn't understand angel's explanation at all. He just felt tall and fierce. Therefore, she was curious. After improvement, what effect did the magic pattern have?

"What effect? Can't you feel it?"

Angel gave Mandela a strange look, then took out a wilting apple from the bracelet—— The apple didn't know when it arrived in his bracelet. From the beak print on it, it should mean that Toby fell when he was eating in the bracelet.

Angel threw the apple at random and fell into a corner.

Then he pointed to the apple and said, "now you should feel it?"

Mandela felt for a moment, turned back and remained silent for a moment: "this is... Food preservation?"

Angel nodded: "how's it going, isn't it good?"

Without waiting for Mandela's reply, angel continued to depict other magic energy arrays. While depicting, he said proudly: "this is the inspiration I got from the metal dance magazine. There are many life alchemy tricks in this magazine, but they are very complicated. I changed a little and the effect is also very good."

Mander Haylar wants to make complaints about it. You take my energy to keep this food fresh?

But after thinking about it, she wants to eliminate the energy herself. Keep it fresh. But why do you want to depict the magic pattern of freshness here?

"It's not that you didn't kill the imperial daughter. In order to avoid the unrest in the imperial daughter Town, our people are injured here. I'm going to modify this secret room to make it a long-term residence with shelter, concealment and anti exploration."

"Since you want to live long, you must consider the quality of life." Angel smiled and said, "this sentence is also from the dance of metal."

Mandela: "... Where's this crooked magazine?"

"Crooked ways? I think it's very interesting."

Mandela breathed out a long breath: "but, like ordinary people, do you wizards have to eat every day?"

Angel gave a quick meal.

Hey?! It seems to be reasonable!

The first-class apprentice has a strong ability to carry hunger, and the second-class and third-class apprentices are stronger. As for the official wizard, as long as the energy continuously moistens the blood, there is no problem not eating all the time.

"Moreover, when tulas and I went to the rose water restaurant before, the chef asaz said that when ordinary apprentices go out to travel, they should first learn magic bread. As long as they learn this food trick, even the first-class apprentices will not starve."

Originally, angel felt that he was stabbed with an arrow. When Mandela mentioned magic bread, angel's heart was added with an arrow.

"So why do you do this useless work?"

In the face of Mandela's inquiry, the air suddenly became silent.

After a long silence, angel said slowly, "the magic energy array is a whole, which needs the cooperation of various magic patterns, and there are also coincidence and non coincidence between the magic patterns. The current magic patterns are very consistent with the whole magic energy array, so I depict this magic pattern for this."

"Really?" Mandela squinted suspiciously.

"Of course. Moreover, this magic pattern also has the effect of nourishing the soul. Why do you stare at the insignificant additional effect of preservation?"

Mandela: "..." didn't you mention it first?

Angel: "forget it, you don't understand the magic energy array. I don't blame you. You actually want to ask tulas's answer more than these unimportant things."

Anyone could see that angel was changing the subject and was quite blunt, but Mandela took the bait without hesitation.

All the mind, all the attention, all focused on angel.

Angel gave Mandela a little time to prepare before he thought about his words and said, "you are the one who has been with tulas the longest. You should know him well."

"I won't mention his reaction first. I'd like to know. Based on your understanding of him, how do you think he will react when you leave this time?"

Mandela was silent for a moment: "there should be no response."

Angel: that's right

Mandela did not have any joy in answering correctly, but his face collapsed in an instant.

Angel raised his eyebrow: "didn't you say it yourself? You guessed his reaction."

Mandela looked down and said, "I thought there would be an accident."

"If life is full of accidents, do you want to do serious things?" Angel: "besides, you don't think about how long you've been away? What response do you want him to give in less than half a day? Looking around anxiously, or crying with tears, where are you?"

"Substitute yourself. If you leave your relatives for a long time, how will you think he will react?"

"I have no relatives." There was a glimmer of darkness in Mandela's eyes.

"No, even if you don't, will it take you a long time to taste it yourself?"

Mandela was silent for a moment and felt that angel seemed to be right. She left for a long time to try out tulas's response to his departure. It was really difficult.

"Then I'm not online these days. Can I..."

"No." Angel refused without hesitation: "I'm very busy now. I not only have to help you deal with the follow-up of the Royal daughter castle, but also have a task to go to the Sandworm market. I don't have time to play these games with you. This time, I just need your help, so I made a deal with you. But there's no next time."

After a while, Mandela said, "well, I'll see it myself."

After that, Mandela seemed to be a little unwilling and continued to warm up: "then... Did tulas not mention me at all?"

Angel thought, "no, I told him you might not be online for a few days."

Mandela's eyes brightened: "how did he answer?"

Angel: "he said he knew. Then he said to me, if you want to go back to Chuxin City, I'll send him away."

Angel originally planned to polish turas's answer, but Mandela stabbed him two arrows before, angel didn't polish it, and directly told Mandela the original words.

Angel thought Mandela would be very sad to hear it, but unexpectedly, Mandela looked quite surprised.

When angel was wondering, he heard Mandela murmur: "as soon as I left, he went back to Chuxin city. Sure enough, as soon as I was away, he felt bored. Only when I was around him, he wouldn't feel lonely."

Angel listened to this more and more outrageous words, and his expression became extremely subtle.

He had thought Mandela would hurt her heart. Unexpectedly, she made up such a story.

Besides, it seems to make sense.

But the real situation, angel knows, tulas never thought of Mandela in his mind.

Do you want to tell her the truth?

Angel looked at Mandela, who fell into self thinking, with the corners of his mouth slightly cocked up and the whole person filled with a faint atmosphere of joy... After thinking, he decided not to break her dream.

Just the others. Mandela's situation is special.

For her, a little fantasy is better than despair.

Moreover, fantasy may not come true.