Angel walked along the fallen cloud leaf platform, until he came to the edge of the leaf.
Most people don't dare to come here. After all, the edges of the blades are very soft and will slip if you don't pay attention. You know, this place is several hundred meters above the ground, and there is no load below. If you accidentally fall from here, there is no certain means.
, it will definitely fall into pieces.
However, Angel didn't care at all whether the edge of the blade was dangerous, and stepped out directly.
The imaginary falling scene did not appear, and he stood steadily in mid-air.
Under his feet is a completely transparent bridge in the sky.
Angel didn't stop and walked quickly forward. In front of him was an endless sea of clouds and islands shining with stars in the distance.
There is the destination, Phantom Island.
After passing through the appropriately thick clouds and mist, the moist water vapor caused his frizzy red hair to droop down slightly, and his semi-long forehead hair obscured a lot of his sight. Angel took it up casually, not caring about the image, and covered his right eye.
His red hair was brushed to the back of her head.
When he was about to pluck his left forehead hair, his right eye saw a figure not far away.
On the Sky Bridge shrouded in clouds and mist, there is a tall and straight figure standing quietly at the end of the Sky Bridge. Behind him is the fantasy island floating in the sky.
Angel squinted his eyes and saw the identity of the figure clearly.
It was a young man wearing a white uniform with gold patterns. He looked very handsome, but his eyes and expression exuded an aura of coldness and alienation all the time.
He is clearly right in front of us, but there is a strange feeling, as if he is far away from the real world, but standing at the end of destiny, in an empty future.
He is Duodoro, a member of the Baiyuan tribe from Pocrates who has been sleeping for more than a thousand years.
Although Angel recognized Dudolo's identity, he did not say hello. Instead, he pretended not to recognize him, and without looking around, he slowly walked through the clouds and walked towards the Phantom Island.
But just when Angel was about to pass by Dodolo, Dodolo stretched out his hand and stopped Angel.
Angel was about to pretend that he didn't know Dotolo and asked why. But when he looked back, he saw Dotolo looking at him with bright eyes, and the aura of alienation and indifference before was gone.
Although Dodolo hadn't spoken yet, Angel could tell from his eyes that he must have recognized him.
Angel was ready to ask "Who are you", but he swallowed it back silently.
"Dodoro, why are you here?" Angel pretended to have just seen Duodoro.
"I'm waiting... Sir." Dudolo's voice was very calm, but the special intonation at the end betrayed his excitement.
Dudolo's answer showed that he knew in advance that Angel would come back, so he came to wait.
"What do you find me for?"
Dudolo nodded and was about to say something when Angel stopped him: "It just so happens that I also have something to tell you. Let's go inside and talk."
After saying that, Angel turned around and stepped onto the Sky Bridge to the Phantom Island. Seeing this, Dodolo followed.
The whole journey was silent, Angel didn't speak, and Dodolo didn't say a word either. It wasn't until they passed through the forest and saw the location of the manor from a distance that Angel finally couldn't hold it in any longer and took the lead in speaking: "You just now were
How did you recognize me?"
This question has been lingering in Angel's mind. His current image was not created by illusion, but by real transformation. Many official wizards did not recognize it. How did Dudolo, a wizard apprentice, be so sure of himself?
Identity?
Dudolo always answered Angel's questions, and this time he did not hesitate and said directly: "I saw it."
"What did you see?" Angel touched the stubble on his chin and looked at Dodolo with doubtful eyes.
"I saw the picture just now." Dudolo described the content of the picture. The red-haired man walked across the Sky Bridge. He walked leisurely, and his ultimate goal was the Phantom Island.
"Does this picture have any significance?" Angel remembered that the pictures Dudolo saw were generally meaningful, so could this picture have some unusual meaning?
Dotolo: "It has no meaning, but this picture confirms to me that the person in the picture is you, sir."
After listening to Dudolo's explanation, Angel secretly sighed in his heart. Sure enough, no matter how powerful the transformation technique is... it can't match the prophecy technique.
In other words, it cannot match the prophetic picture seen by the Baiyuan clan. It is difficult for other prophetic wizards to see through Angel. After all, he has the tools to block the prophecy, but the people of the Baiyuan clan are different. The picture they saw
None of them are spontaneous, so the Bloody Night Asylum cannot take effect.
Perhaps this prophecy ability is a bit random, but there is no doubt that it is a terrifying prophecy talent. The prophecy ability that can bypass all obstacles and see the end point is simply terrifying.
Angel is very lucky. Fortunately, the only two people in the southern region who have the gift of prophecy from the Baiyuan tribe have a good relationship with him.
Angel returned to the manor after passing through the unicorn pasture and the flying field of the magic falcon.
There were two shadow servants, one large and one small, standing at the door of the manor. From the masks they wore, it could be seen that the older one was Butler Goode, while the younger one was Whippedon.
"Master Pat, welcome back." Butler Good bowed to Angel, and Whibton also imitated Butler Good's actions.
After Angel replied, he asked: "Where is Greya?"
"Sir Barbie and Mr. Azaz are in the magic cabin by the lake. Do you need me to call them?"
Angel shook his head: "No, I'll just ask."
"Master, do you need a meal?" Butler Goode asked as he walked towards the hall.
Angel shook his head: "No, I have something to tell Dudolo."
After seeing Butler Goode nod, Angel turned his gaze to Whibbiton on the other side. Under Whibbiton's puzzled gaze, Angel took out a few round stones engraved with red lines from his bracelet and handed them to him.
To Whibbiton.
Whibbiton: "This is..."
"This is the tribute of the round stone ceremony." Angel simply explained the arrangement and use of the round stone ceremony.
"Master Pat, are you gifting this to me?" Whibbiton, under the mask, had bright eyes and was stroking the boulder fondly.
Angel took a deep look at Whibbiton and did not answer.
Butler Good looked at the round stones and seemed to think of something, but he did not say a word.
"I'll go in first, and I can bring tea in later." After Angel said that, he and Duodoro entered the reception hall. Only the thoughtful Butler Goode and the still somewhat dazed but still-looking man were left outside.