Although Fafnir didn't say it clearly, Angel understood that the disgusting smell she was talking about should refer to the demons who were watching in the dark.
"I can bear it, it took almost three hours before I came to the door." Angel narrowed his eyes slightly, but made no move.
There were sounds from downstairs, and it was obvious that the guests had already entered, but Angel was still deep in thought.
It wasn't until the crisp sound of the wind chimes came from the yard to the attic that Angel walked downstairs leisurely.
As soon as he appeared, he immediately felt a few eyes full of strong purpose sweeping over him. When he walked outside the courtyard to talk to Canaan about the accounting issues, Angel's peripheral vision also glanced in the direction where he had cast his gaze before.
.
In fact, his knowledge of demons was not comprehensive, and many of the demons' appearances were very weird. He couldn't recognize the specific demons inside for a while, but judging from their aura, none of them were lower than the mid-level demons.
However, it is not completely unfamiliar, and there are exceptions.
There is a demon here. When Angel saw it for the first time, a name immediately came to his mind.
It was a thin, white-skinned demon. It was petite among all the demons. It had no wings, and its tail was a very popular pig tail. For such a weak-looking demon, no demon around it dared to approach it. It was alone.
He was squatting under the shade of a mother tree in the yard, looking quite comfortable.
"Mogheim." Angel slowly spit out a name in his heart.
This name is a name that is terrifying enough to be spoken in the Frost Moon Alliance...or rather, in the entire wizarding world.
The reason why it is so famous is that Mogheim once fought a long-lasting and shocking battle with Mengqi, the recognized strongest wizard in the Southern Region.
In that battle, Monkey won and Mogheim escaped.
Being able to fight Monkey for several days and still escape even if he was defeated in the end shows how powerful Mogheim is.
The reason why Angel recognized it at first sight was because Mogheim's appearance had long been published in Frost Moon's magazine, and when Mogheim escaped, he also paid the price with his left eye.
This does not mean that Mogheim lost his left eye. If it simply lost its left eye, Mogheim had ten thousand ways to recover it. Its left eye is missing because its left eye was completely sealed by Monkey.
Angel could clearly see that the position of Mogheim's left eye under the tree happened to be in the center of a six-pointed star pattern, and there were tadpole-like patterns moving on the six-pointed star. This was a typical sealing technique.
"Shopkeeper, shopkeeper?" Canaan called several times before Angel woke up from his meditation.
"What's wrong?"
Canaan took out a bag and shook it: "The money has been collected, and all the bills are paid with devil's gold coins."
Angel nodded suddenly: "I understand, then get ready to start the experience journey."
Angel took a deep breath, forced his thoughts to shift, with a calm expression on his face, and said to everyone: "The experience journey is about to begin. Please relax your guard and don't resist...Finally, I hope you will cherish it."
This opportunity, this journey is only once, and will never be repeated.”
When the rhythm of the ocean covered the demons, some entered the illusion directly, while others entered after checking for safety, such as those demons that Fafnir said were "full of disgusting smells".
Angel noticed that Mogheim did not resist when the rhythm of the ocean covered itself, and directly entered the rhythm. However, its sealed left eye was still open.
Still moving.
It even glanced at Angel with its left eye.
It's like, its left eye and itself have been separated into two consciousnesses.
Angel turned around and did not look at Mogheim again, but walked to Fafnir. As soon as he entered Fafnir, he felt a breeze blowing away all the filth on his body.
The eyes watching him from a distance or secretly also disappeared at this moment.
"You seem to be very interested in that pig demon." Fafnir opened his eyes and looked in the direction of Mogheim, and happened to meet its moving left eye. However, it was different from the previous meeting with Angel.
It was different when they looked at each other. When Mogheim's left eye met Fafnir's, he was frightened. He turned around and lowered his eyelids, pretending to be fine.
Is it really the Pig Demon?
What type of demon is Mogheim? Human wizards have always speculated, but there is no conclusion. The widely circulated answer is: pig demon. But there are obvious differences between Mogheim and other pig demons.
For example, his skin color is white, he has no horns, and his body is very slender.
Unexpectedly, I got confirmation from Fafnir that Mogheim was really a pig demon.
"Mogheim, it is very famous among humans." Angler paused: "Its left eye is a trace left by humans."
"Oh, really?" Fafnir was also a little surprised. She didn't pay attention to the pig demon before and just regarded it as an ordinary guest. Unexpectedly, what Angel cared about most was not the people who were spying on him secretly, but this one.
An inconspicuous pig demon.
Fafnir looked at Mogheim carefully. Suddenly, a hint of interest appeared on her lips: "It's indeed interesting."
Angel also turned around and found that Mogheim's left eye had opened again, staring closely at Canaan.
Not knowing what happened, Canaan showed a dumbfounded expression, then shook his head at Mogheim's left eye and walked aside.
This batch of experience tours ended quickly without any unusual phenomena.
But Angel noticed that the expressions of those demons showed strange expressions, as if they had thought of something, and each of them left the shop.
"I thought there was going to be another fight." Angel muttered, so many demons just left quietly?
Fafnir snorted coldly, his expression extremely arrogant, as if to say: With me here, who dares to take action?!
After all the guests left, Angel called Canaan in and asked what happened between it and Mogheim.
"That guest." Canaan suddenly laughed: "It's quite interesting. The pupil of its left eye can change like ink. The pupil it used to constantly change the handwriting just now was still devil's language."
"What does it transform into?" Angel asked.
"I didn't look carefully, it seemed like I was digging something out..."
Fafnir's voice intervened at this moment: "The line of devil's words is: Gouge out your eyes."
Canaan also suddenly realized at this time: "Yes, it seems that it asked me to help it take out its left eye. It obviously looks like it has entered the journey of experience. I don't know why, but the left eye can still express its meaning. It's quite good.
interesting."
Gouging out its eyes? Angel was a little confused. It seemed that its left eye had really given birth to consciousness alone?
…
At the same time, outside the Huiguang Mountains, a mighty black shadow flew in the sky.
It was like an overwhelming black cloud, making the Huiguang Mountains look bleak.
If you look carefully, you will find that the black shadow is not a cloud at all, but a huge ice floe surrounded by gray mist. This floating ice is a platform with nearly a hundred figures standing on it.
Among them, the figure standing at the front is wearing a pure white frost robe. There are crescent moon marks on the front and back of the large robe. His face is covered by a silver mask, which is the same as the one he wears.
The Frost Moon Silver Crown is one piece, complex and gorgeous.
He is Meng Qi, the leader of the Frost Moon Alliance, and a man who stands at the top of the wizarding world in the Southern Territory.
Snaifa was standing next to Meng Qi at this time. The curse on her had been lifted by Mon Qi in the past two days. The contradictory energy in her body made her look like an unattainable iceberg and like a blazing sun.
A flame below.
Snaifa watched the Huiguang Mountains in the distance getting closer and closer, the undulating lines going deep into the dark sky, and behind the endless mountains was their destination.
"Your Excellency Mengqi, what is the current situation in Rasudran?" Snaffa asked.
Meng Qi was silent for a moment. Through the silver mask, his eyes seemed to see the boundless distance.
After a while, Meng Qi said: "The target hasn't come yet."
Sinaifa did the math and found that the target had not yet been reached, so there should be enough time.
"However, what is a bit strange is that although the target has not been reached yet, the atmosphere in Rasudran has begun to be a little weird." Monqi said doubtfully. The information he received told him that the situation in Rasudran was different from before.
Monkey's words attracted the attention of nearby wizards. Everyone, including Samantha, Kanter and Sanders, looked at Monkey.
"The eyes I stayed in Rasudran are currently in the central vortex." Meng Qi carefully analyzed the information: "Energy is impetuous, the abyss is awakening... and a mysterious shop located deep in the rumor."
The information that Meng Qi got was actually fragments. After analyzing it himself, he was still confused.
I can probably understand my impetuous energy.
Many wizards may not know about Abyss Awakening, but Monchi has been walking in the inner layer for many years, and he also concealed his identity and entered Castlevania, so he is no stranger to Abyss Awakening.
Meng Qi simply told the wizards about the awakening of the abyss.
"In other words, once the abyss awakens, the road to lordship will be smooth? Isn't this equivalent to our legendary level!" A wizard exclaimed.
"That's not the case. The Abyss Awakening gives the devil the ability to break through boundaries. It just means that it has the potential to become a lord. It's not certain what the future will be like," Meng Qi said.
"That is to say, it is similar to the mark of the time thief? And it is not as strong as the mark of the time thief." The mark of the time thief means that you have the potential to set foot on the truth. The so-called truth is a concept, or it is
The ideals pursued by wizards are in the depths of eternity, in the unfallen clouds.
The potential of truth is obviously much more powerful than the potential of a small lord. The mark of the time thief is obviously much more powerful.
When it came to the time thief's mark, a wizard suddenly said: "I remember that both Mr. Huan Mo and Mr. Monkey were marked by the time thief?"
Everyone's eyes were immediately fixed on Sanders and Monkey.
However, Sanders was expressionless and unmoved. But Monkey, who was standing on the other side, had a deep frown on his brow hidden behind his mask.