When Frost was full of doubts, suddenly, his ears moved and he raised his head to look somewhere.
Angel was still shocked at Frost's strength. When he heard a "huh" sound coming from behind him, he looked back and saw Frost's eyes fixed, as if he was seeing an unknown void.
When Angel was confused, a ray of light came out of nowhere and floated in front of Frost.
This tiny point of light began to expand and evolve the moment it appeared, and finally turned into a blazing flame.
Angel looked at the flame and felt as if a red light flashed in front of his eyes.
Angel rubbed his eyes and looked over again, only to realize that a dynamic image appeared in the flame. The red light he saw before came from the image.
The image in the flames is a human figure.
This figure stands in the dark void, and his specific face, gender, and clothing cannot be clearly seen. The only thing that stands out is a bright red scarf that looks like blood.
This scarf emits bright red light, covering half of the figure's face.
The red scarf was stretched very long, floating in the void, like a wandering scarlet poisonous snake.
Angel always felt that this scarf gave him a very strange feeling. Staring at this scarf, he seemed to be dragged into a mysterious whirlpool.
There was darkness and silence all around.
The soul and consciousness slowly disappeared. Just when Angel felt that even his most basic perceptions were about to disappear, someone suddenly coughed in the darkness.
Angel opened his eyes suddenly and found that his eyes were blood red and his body was tightly bound.
"Let go of him, he is just an ordinary wizard in the place where I live." Frost's elegant and unique tone sounded in Angel's ears.
"Ordinary wizard? In my opinion, it is not ordinary at all." The voice was a male voice, but the nasal cavity seemed to be covered by something, and the sound it made was a bit loud.
Even so, the man who spoke still put Angel down.
As the strange feeling of friction on his skin disappeared, Angel fell to the ground. Only then did Angel realize that what had just tied him tightly was a long red scarf.
This long red scarf came out of the image in the flames. As Angel was untied, the scarf slowly retracted into the image again.
When the red scarf completely disappeared from the world, the black figure in the image gave Angel a cold look.
Immediately afterwards, the flame image slowly dissipated, and finally turned into a point of light, blending into the void and disappearing.
Angel took a long breath. He could still remember the feeling of being tightly bound by the scarf before. He was suffocated, powerless, and his soul and consciousness were sinking... Including the touch of the scarf when it was wrapped around his skin, everything was so real.
He had no idea what was going on.
One second he was still talking to Frost, and the next second this situation occurred? Who was the figure in the flames? And what happened to that red scarf? Also, why did he suddenly attack himself?
attack?
Angel only felt that his mind was full of questions.
When he was confused, Frost's voice came into his ears: "I'm sorry for causing trouble to you. However, Zorn didn't want to kill you, he just wanted to ensure that what he said to me was not heard by others.
."
Frost said to himself: "Zorn, like me, is a member of the Lawful Guild. After I escaped from the "Box of Reincarnation of the Undead," I informed the Lawful Guild of what happened here.
There is support. Zorn is the person sent by the Lawful Guild. He contacted me just now to confirm this mission with me."
After Frost finished speaking, he shrugged and said: "These are the things that Zorn wants to keep secret, because I told you about the Box of Reincarnation before, so I won't hide it from you."
After listening to Angel, he understood a little bit about the inside story, but he was still a little curious. According to Frost, Zorn was not here, but why could that scarf travel through endless time and space and bind him?
Facing Angel's curiosity, Frost said with a smile: "Zorn is also a mysterious hunter. Although his experience is not as rich as mine, he has also solved out-of-control objects. That scarf was in that mission.
, a trophy he obtained.”
"So, that red scarf is also a mysterious thing?" Angel hesitated.
Frost nodded: "Yes, but I won't tell you the specific information. After all, it is not a mysterious thing with order. The more you know, it is not necessarily a good thing."
Angel nodded suddenly. It was not in a state of order, but it could be controlled. Like the Dark Movement, it was also a semi-out of control mysterious thing.
Although Angel was still very curious about the red scarf, he also knew the story of curiosity killing the cat, not to mention that Frost had warned before that once certain mysterious things get out of control, sometimes every action or word can destroy them.
Even if they are separated by countless space and time, they will be dragged into the rhythm of mysterious things.
For these mysterious things, if you don't have enough strength and profound knowledge, the less you know, the safer you are.
After Frost finished explaining: "Zorn has arrived near the small world where the Box of Reincarnation is located, and my short rest is coming to an end."
"Are you planning to break into the Box of Reincarnation again?" Angel asked curiously.
Frost: "We can only confirm this after discussing it with Zorn."
As he spoke, Frost stood up from his seat, stretched out his hand and touched the void lightly, and a black vortex began to gradually take shape: "It seems that the unfinished chat with you before can only wait for the next time."
Angel originally had many things about mysterious things, hoping that Frost could give an answer, but things always changed faster than planned.
Angel said goodbye solemnly. Although he was still wary of Frost, he had to say that Frost had been of great help to him during the past few days.
Frost smiled: "Rather than letting me cherish it, I hope you can cherish it."
Angel looked at Frost suspiciously, not knowing what he meant.
Behind Frost was the space vortex that was gradually taking shape. He stood in front of the vortex and looked at Angel quietly.
Angel felt Frost's gaze paused on the lobe of his left ear, then swept over his gloved right hand, and finally settled on Angel's right eye.
"You should have many adventures." Frost stared at Angel's right eye, "However, no matter how good your luck is, no matter how favored you are by fate, it cannot last forever."
"Every person who has stepped through thorns and finally became a wizard has a life experience that is enough to write a magnificent epic."
"So, what you have to remember is that you may be special in your own world, but in this pan-plane, you are just one of the many living beings."
"In order for me to have a chance to get back the favor you promised in the future, you'd better survive. And it's not easy to survive."
"So, take it seriously. I will look forward to seeing you again next time."
After Frost finished speaking, the vortex behind him had become a passage leading to an unknown void.
Frost took one last look at Angel before turning around.
After getting along with each other for a few days, he discovered that there were many secrets hidden in Angel. Including the hidden right hand and right eye, the strange soul, the flame mark containing the original fluctuations... and so on. These secrets are very attractive.
people.
Even Frost, who was very restrained in his curiosity, sometimes couldn't help but explore.
However, every time he planned to explore the secrets of Angel, he had a bad omen in his heart. He always felt that things would become troublesome or even have unpredictable consequences.
Because of this omen, Frost did not explore Angel's secrets. However, his curiosity about Angel did not weaken. As he discovered more secret traces on Angel, including today's drop.
...This actually made Frost more optimistic about Angel.
The more secrets there are, the deeper the cards are.
"Perhaps he can really step into the mysterious realm one day?"
With this thought in mind, Frost walked into the dark vortex.