"Last time, I sensed a fleeting breath of source fire here. I don't know if it was an illusion. Master Grewu, let's go in and take a look?"
Grave hesitated for a moment, then nodded. It didn't feel anything here before, but now that it has returned to the hunting hall, it has an inexplicable feeling... Grave felt that his flames seemed to have become stronger than before.
It started to move, as if it was vaguely expecting something.
With this strange feeling, Grave and Tandine walked into the hunting hall.
Across the cold black-and-white checkered floor, the candlelight was dim and dim. Grewu even felt that there was a chilly draft, blowing the flames on it like an afterglow that seemed to be extinguished.
Tan Ding frowned. The atmosphere of the hunting hall was too empty and cold, not like an environment that would breed source fire.
It was Tandin himself who suggested coming here, but at this moment, he couldn't help but ask himself: Is there really a source of fire here?
On the contrary, Grewu, who categorically said at first that there was no aura of origin fire here, turned his round eyes into an inverted triangle shape due to his frown, and muttered repeatedly: "It's very weird here."
It had a dark hunch that there might be the source of fire that Olussia was looking for.
But as a descendant of the Fire Emblem Clan, Grewu couldn't feel the breath of the Source Fire at all, as if his inner premonition was just a joke.
"Is anyone here?" Tan Ding's voice reached the empty hall, but no one responded except his own echo.
"Go to the inner court and have a look." Grewu listened carefully and faintly heard whispers coming from the direction of the inner court.
The further inside he went, the buzzing sound became more obvious, as if there were countless people talking in his ears, like crazy shouts, like desperate whispers, and like vicious curses.
Grewu trembled all over, and suddenly he didn't dare to move forward.
"Master, what's wrong?" Tandin looked over and saw that it was Grewu who suggested moving forward. Why did he stop now?
"Didn't you hear it?" Greve was like a sieve, shaking uncontrollably. The shaken flames fell to the ground, making a hissing sound. The white smoke flashed and was completely annihilated: "Those voices, you
Can’t you hear it?”
"What's the sound?" Tan Ding said with a somewhat solemn expression: "Master, I didn't hear any sound. If you feel something strange, why don't we exit first?"
Grave shook his head, but did not say a word and continued to walk forward tremblingly, but his steps were much smaller.
If Angel were here, he would probably sigh: I didn't expect this naughty kid to have a fearful side.
Tan Ding saw that his young master had no intention of retreating, so he hesitated for a moment and then followed.
Along the way, Greve was troubled by those miserable, desperate or crazy whispers. Before every step it took, it felt that there might be a terrifying nightmare appearing in front of it with a ferocious smile. However, it was not until they came to the inner court.
When the exhibition hall was opened, it was still calm.
Standing at the entrance of the exhibition hall, Tan Ding asked: "Master Grewu, are you okay?"
Grave stared at the dark door of the exhibition hall, and he could sense that the whispers lingering in his ears were coming from inside.
"Let's go in." Grewu ignored the worry in Butler Tanding's eyes and walked into the exhibition hall.
The prey specimens in the exhibition hall naturally cannot scare the young fire demon.
While Butler Tanting was looking around the exhibition hall to see if there was anything fishy, Grave walked alone in front of a painting with his tail on the ground. Grave tried his best to push his body up until it was in contact with the burning flames in the painting.
Eye level.
Grave looked at the flame, and somehow felt strangely familiar.
After Tandin made sure that there was no danger in the exhibition hall, he came to Grave's side. When he stood next to Grave, he suddenly found that Grave's eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and he was staring at him without blinking.
Paintings on the wall.
Tandin didn't see anything special about this painting.
It observed carefully that this painting was a very ordinary painting, except for the flames in the dark background, which were very realistic.
"Master, there is a door next to it, should we go and have a look?"
Greve did not answer Tandin, but pointed to the flames in the painting: "The whispers are coming from the flames..."
With a sad emotion, it's like the flame is burying some special thoughts.
Tandin stared at the flames, but still did not hear any sound or anything strange. He hesitated for a moment, stretched out his dark hand with the light of embers, and touched the flames in the painting.
hiss
White smoke arose, and Tan Ding suddenly retracted his fingers.
As a fire demon, Tandin actually felt a burning sensation when his fingers touched the screen?! A fire demon was burned by fire. If you tell any demon about this, he will probably be laughed at.
But that’s exactly what happened.
When Tan Ding was confused, Grave suddenly shouted: "The picture has changed!"
Tan Ding raised his head and saw that the flames in the darkness across the center of the picture suddenly began to increase. In a short period of time, the flames in the center completely covered the darkness. Originally, the darkness in the picture accounted for more than 80%. Now,
The flames actually showed signs of fighting in different divisions.
"Why is there suddenly so much fire in the painting?"
While Tanding was still confused, Grewu suddenly said in an excited tone: "I feel the breath of the original fire in this painting!"
Greve's words also shocked Tan Ding. Is the source of fire they have been looking for in the painting?
When Tan Ding was still wondering what the painting was about, the picture changed again. In the center of the painting, where the flames burned the most, a ripple suddenly appeared.
As the ripples appeared, the flames on Grave's body seemed to sense some frequency, and images entered Grave's mind one after another.
These images are all flames, or in other words, they are all flames under the night in the picture. But they are not just flames, there are different objects burning in the flames. There are aborigines who have just given birth to their children and are still lying on the bed panting, and some
There are half-blood demons whose lower limbs are dog legs, there are Kumo beasts domesticated by the indigenous people, there are tree demons from the abyss, there are monsters that follow the fire...
These lives were burned by flames, and they made miserable screams and sad melodies.
Grave suddenly understood that the whispers he had been hearing before might be the last lingering sounds of these burned-to-death creatures.
At this moment, when Grave looked at the painting on the wall, he no longer simply thought it was just darkness and flames.
There is more information hidden in this picture, but it was all buried in the night and burned by the flames.
The ripples are still expanding on the painting, just like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples in circles. When the ripples completely spread to the entire painting, a tall figure suddenly emerges from the flames in the center of the painting slowly.
emerged.
When he saw the figure, Tandin immediately pulled Grave behind him and looked at the other side with a wary expression.
The half-blood demon leisurely walked out of the painting.
The hair is like scorching fire, and the lines on its face are ferocious and twisted, but its expression is cold and calm.
Although he is only a half-blood demon, Tandin feels inexplicably afraid. He is a pure-blood demon, but he is actually afraid of a half-blood hybrid?! This is simply unbelievable to him.
While Tandin was on alert, the half-blood demon opposite seemed to finally set his sights on them.
"I thought it was him coming." The half-blood demon lowered his eyebrows and murmured in a voice that was almost gibbering: "It turned out to be two pawns."
Tandin: "Listen, you knew we were coming? Who are you?"
When Tandin asked, the young fire demon Grewu suddenly came out from the other side. It stared at the half-blood demon on the opposite side carefully with its big eyes open. After a while, it said: "The breath of the source fire is on it."
, but...it seems that he has not fully awakened yet."
Greve's words stunned Tan Ding. The Origin Fire was actually born in a half-blood demon. This situation has never happened before in history.
"How is it possible?" Tandin murmured, "Why does the Origin Fire appear on the body of a half-blood demon?"
On the other side, the young fire demon was not entangled between half-blood and pure-blood. Instead, thinking that he could complete the task early, he started talking to the half-blood demon who came out of the painting, "My name is Grewu.
On behalf of Lord Aulusia, I came to find the source of the fire."
The half-blood demon looked down at the fireball in the air and said coldly: "I am the owner of this place, Ye."
…
When the young fire demon met Ye, Angel was immersed in his thinking space and building a model of the door.
Finally, Angel breathed a sigh of relief when the new line was successfully installed on the model.
At the same time, the wind chimes in the yard suddenly rang.
Angel stretched, looked at Toby's condition in the bracelet, and used his mental power to sense the soft insect's nest, confirming that the dream weaver ants and the soft insect still maintained an even balance.
Then he walked down from the attic.
As soon as I got downstairs, I saw Canaan in the yard, covering a lot of monster corpses with water film.
Seeing Angel going downstairs, Canaan turned around and said in a doubtful tone: "Shopkeeper, I bought the remains of these monsters according to your instructions, but...is this of any use? There is no smell.
tasty."
Angel said with a smile: "It's of no use to you, but it's of great use to me."
Before, Angel was still thinking about earning more demon gold coins and purchasing a batch of materials unique to the abyss while he stayed here for a few days.
He asked Canaan if it bought pipes made of special materials. Canaan's answer was no, so Angel was counting on the nightclub owner to buy it for him.
However, what he didn't expect was that when he was receiving a new batch of guests in the morning, a blood-eyed naga from the deep vortex of the dark ocean did not pay the bill with demon gold coins, but took out a sea monster's
Corpses pay off debts.
At that time, Canaan still had a look of disgust on his face, saying that he couldn't sell this thing.
But after Angel saw it, he nodded and agreed to the transaction without hesitation.
Because Angel discovered that this half-empty corpse of a sea monster was actually a wizard-level monster!
Although the most useful materials were taken away by the Blood-Eyed Naga, the remaining bones, blood, skin, etc. were all left in it.
These are nothing to the thick-skinned devil, and they cannot be sold at a high price.