The response Angel received was a cold glance from Fafnir.
At the same time, there was also a gust of wind, which made his cheeks hurt slightly.
Angel secretly sighed in his heart. It's not that he couldn't follow. He even hoped that Fafnir could go with him. After all, Fafnir's combat power was obvious. Fafnir's strength was shocking.
, generally Xiaoxiao would not dare to come up to provoke him.
But Fafnir seemed to have no intention of accompanying him, and just followed him from a distance. Even if Angel was in danger, she would just watch from a distance.
Angel was a little confused as to what Fafnir meant.
Do you want to see how ants survive in the abyss? Or do you want to write a human observation diary?
No matter how much he cursed in his heart, he couldn't get an answer. Angel could only shake his head and keep walking forward. Just follow him. She wouldn't kill him now anyway, right?
When Angel flew towards the cross-level door, Fafnir hesitated for a moment and then followed him.
The reason why Fafnir followed Angel was because he wanted to know why Alderkras would give such a task to a human apprentice? He even gave him the mark of fire.
Moreover, Fafnir also knew very well that if she wanted to see Alderkras, the other party would definitely not want to see her. But if Angel could complete Alderkras's mission and gain his friendship, would it be possible?
Aldercras meets her?
Because of such an expectation, Fafnir decided to follow Angel to have a look.
Besides, she has no other pressing matters at the moment.
In the canyon filled with clouds and fog, Angel stood in front of a gate about twenty meters high.
The dark gate, which appeared and disappeared in the clouds and mist, came towards you with a mysterious and majestic momentum.
This was the second time he came to this multi-level door. Looking at the carvings of various strange monsters on the door, Angel was still shocked. Especially when he caught a glimpse of the carvings of the abyssal dragon, Angel
He secretly looked back at Fafnir. Although the color was different, his appearance was very similar to Fafnir's real body.
Fafnir didn't feel anything at all. She could only focus on the single eye at the top of the door that was surrounded by black mist.
Through these eyes, she seemed to be able to see a demon god in ancient time and space, raising his huge head and looking at her quietly.
"Another old guy." Fafnir cursed in his heart.
Angel was ready to cross this door, but he found that he had overestimated himself... He could not push this door open.
There is a setting for the cross-layer door. If you want to push this door open, you must at least have the strength to enter behind the door. And behind this door is connected to the third floor of the abyss. Use Angel's strength to go to the third floor of the abyss.
, basically seeking death, naturally unable to open the door.
After standing awkwardly in front of the closed door for a few minutes, Angel walked towards Fafnir dejectedly.
Fafnir sneered. In fact, there is another way to the third level of the abyss. There is no gate for strength testing there. It was the same path she took when she took Angel to the Ice Valley.
But he didn't expect that when Angel went to the third floor this time, he would actually take this cross-floor door.
This is what he deserves.
"Dear Lord Fafnir, I wonder if you can do a small favor for humble humans?" Angel walked to Fafnir's side with a sneer.
Fafnir just looked at Angel intently, with a strong sense of ridicule in his eyes.
We were speechless for a moment.
Just when Angel thought that Fafnir would not help and that he could only change his route and take another route, Fafnir suddenly stepped forward, stretched out his hand in front of the door, and gave it a gentle push.
The locked door was pushed open in an instant.
"Human, put away your disgusted expression. I'm not doing you a favor, because I have to go to the third floor." Fafnir turned around, looked at Angel who was full of gratitude, and snorted coldly.
Fafnir's venomous tongue was no longer a thing of the past two days. Ever since she met Fafnir, her sense of superiority had never dropped to the sky. So Angel didn't care about the disgust in her tone and continued to scold her.
Hers, I thank mine.
After thanking him, Angel hurriedly ran over before the door was closed.
Behind the door is a vast snowfield on the third floor of the abyss.
Angel still remembered the route that Sneffa took last time, flying towards the direction of Nilting Winter Palace. Unexpectedly, Fafnir also followed.
When he passed by the Nielting Winter Palace, he did not enter it, but chose a direction and continued flying forward.
He plans to go to the Silent Coast.
The mission given to him by Alderkras was to obtain the Stone of Fire. He also pointed out a way for him to go to the Castlevania city of Rasudran to find a certain half-blood demon.
Although at present, it seems that he only has this path, it does not mean that he will follow this path.
He plans to go to the resting place to find Balalaika.
He remembered that Balalaika was a trader, maybe she could gain something there.
Fafnir, who was following Angel, was still thinking about which route Angel would choose to go to Castlevania at first, but as Angel progressed on his way, her brows slowly wrinkled.
Fafnir also felt confused about the route he chose. If he went further, he would be in the direction of the quiet Dead Sea.
Why did he go to the Dead Sea? Did he plan to ask the Doom Patrol to help his bird get rid of the disaster?
Fafnir was confused. It wasn't until Angel stopped in front of a stone tablet that her doubts were slowly solved.
There is an inscription on the stone tablet: Immortal Brigade, resting place.
When Angel saw this stone tablet, he felt a little uneasy. Although he knew that Balalaika was a businessman, he also knew that Balalaika hated human beings.
He didn't know if he could leave safely after entering his resting place.
Moreover, without the Resurrection Sand, he didn't know whether Balalaika was willing to make a deal with him.
He could only give it a try.
Angel took a deep breath and raised his feet to step over the stone monument.
In an instant, day and night changed. The gloomy day outside seemed to be blown away by the wind, turning into a dark and silent night.
Meeting the night again, the changes in Angel's heart were completely opposite to those last time.
Sanders once said that the sea here is not the sea now; the night here is not the night now. They are all frozen in time, frozen in the last night before the gods fell.
Look up at the sky, there are no stars or clouds.
It was obviously just an ordinary night, but because it was the longest night in the old world, it carried a sense of history.
There was a sound of footsteps beside him, it was Fafnir.
"I didn't expect you to come looking for this profiteer." Fafnir's cold snort sounded in Angel's ears: "I advise you to leave. What she wants is not something you can afford."
Angel: "I just want to try."
Now that he has entered the resting place, Angel naturally has no intention of retreating. Regardless of whether he succeeds or not, he is going to try.
Angel walked towards the cemetery not far away. The cemetery was still very quiet, with occasional phosphorus fire floating around.
Although it looked empty, Angel knew that there were many corpses of the undead brigade sleeping under this land.
He walked very lightly, as if he wanted to avoid disturbing the sleeping bones.
When he turned a quiet lane, Angel saw the small bar open deep in the cemetery. The lonely lights, the cloth occasionally fluttered by the wind, and the looming woman in the bar.
.
The scene was almost the same as before, except this time, there were two more figures at the door of the bar.
When Angel approached, he realized that one of the two figures at the door was a grave knight, and the other was a man wearing a bow tie and a tight-fitting dress.
The word "human" was just Angel's first impression. When he saw the spiral pattern of ferocious horns on this man's forehead, he knew that he had guessed wrong. He was not a human being, but a half-blood.
demon.
However, the way he was dressed made it difficult for Angel to believe that he was dressed like a half-blood demon.
On the contrary, he is like a butler who manages an entire noble estate.
"Stian, the shop owner doesn't want to see you, please come back." The grave knight's low buzzing voice came from his helmet.
The half-blood demon known as Stian first glanced at Angel with his eyes. His eyes were fixed on the flame mark on his earlobe and Angel's dark eyes for a moment, and then he turned his head.
Look towards the Grave Knight.
He raised an elegant smile: "Your Excellency Knight, my last name is Stian Trofer. Stian is just the most insignificant part of my last name. You can call me my full name, or just Trofer alone."
Fair can do it too. Besides, I just hope to impress the charming Ms. Balalaika with my sincerity."
A burst of mocking laughter came from the grave knight's visor: "Stian is the surname given to you by your mother, and Trofel is the nickname given to you by the Goat Demon. You actually disdain your mother's surname.
At first glance, he is indeed a disgusting bastard."
Stian's expression did not change due to the Tomb Knight's abuse, and he still maintained a delicate and elegant smile. The curvature of his lips, the frequency of his blinks, and even the control of his facial muscles seemed to have been carefully calculated.
.
"Although I am indeed a hybrid of Neia and demons, I remember that the Undead Brigade is also made up of half-blood demons, right?" What Stian meant was that you and I are actually the same. If you call me a bastard, you
Pretty much the same.
The grave knight sneered: "At least, I won't become a pawn of the devil."
After the Grave Knight finished speaking, he ignored Stian. This difficult guy was driven away again and again, and came in again and again, just to stay here and hope that Balalaika could see him.
Moreover, Stian wanted Balalaika to see him, but it was not for his own sake, but for the sake of the goat demon who nicknamed him "Trofel".
The Goatman didn't dare to come himself, so he asked Stian to come for him.
The Neia clan, however, had an old relationship with Balalaika. Even though Balalaika was unwilling to make a deal with Stian, for the sake of the Nea clan, she did not force him to be expelled.
The Grave Knight ignored Stian and let him stand elegantly in front of the bar as a doorman.
He turned his head and looked at Angel.
Although Angel deliberately modified the features of his eyes, the Grave Knight still recognized his face. If it had been anyone else, he would have probably driven him out by now, but Angel's words... need to be treated differently.