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Chapter 2678 Adanis and Orao(1/2)

When Angel took out the log and the painting turned into ashes, deep in the underground maze, in the hidden dark space, a pair of green eyes suddenly opened.
As she woke up, a faint shimmer appeared around her.
The dim light illuminated a small area, but it was enough to see her outline.
This is a woman lying among the red flowers. She is extremely beautiful, with long golden hair scattered around her temples. Her prism earrings sway gently as she sits up.
If Angel and others saw her at this time, they would find that this woman looks exactly like the blond peasant woman in the "Pastoral Leisure Picture".
It's just that the woman in the painting has spring in her eyes, but her eyes are like the boundless forest sea, deep and cold.
The woman sat up and fell into deep thought.
Why did she wake up? By the way, it seems that the sentry point on the prison ladder was destroyed?
Who destroyed the sentry point? The wise master? No, he still wants from me, and if he wants to repair the magic energy array, she must help him. There is no need for him to destroy the sentry point. Besides, Naraku has not returned, and he is hanging in jail.
The ladder has no other value to the wise master.
Is there anyone else besides the wise master?
Those sleeping obsessives? No, no sign of the obsessives waking up at all sentinel posts. Moreover, if they wake up, Younu will notify her immediately.
If you are not an obsessed person or a wise person, then there are only two options left:
First, the monsters in the void. Second, the wood spirits.
Is the former possible? It's unlikely. Unless they fall into the void, the monsters will not attack the beings on the hanging ladder.
As for the wood spirit...she had observed that wood spirit a hundred years ago. It was as timid as a mouse, and could frighten it into pretending to death at the slightest sign of trouble. That wood spirit was also used as the sentinel point on the Ladder of Prison.
It was made from derivatives of its own body. Based on the character of that wood spirit, when it sensed its own derivatives, it understood that there had been danger there and would definitely not go there again.
Moreover, she vaguely noticed that there was an abnormal energy flow at a certain location in the magic energy array in the prison ladder. The wood spirit should be there instead of running to the ruins.
Neither a monster nor a wood spirit, so there is no option.
The blonde woman was thinking, suddenly, she raised her head and looked into the darkness.
After staring quietly for a few seconds, a male voice like the unique voice of a circus clown sounded from the darkness.
"Oh my, have I been discovered again? I'm so envious. Adanis obviously sleeps every day, so how can she be more powerful than the miserable Orao?"
As the voice sounded, the outline of a tall and thin figure vaguely appeared in the darkness.
"Because I am practicing, and you, although you seem to be working hard, are just fishing in troubled waters." The woman named Adanis said calmly.
"Here we go again, every time I say you're sleeping, you just say you're practicing. Do you think I'm a fool? I once fought with my master, so I know very well what sleeping is like!"
Adanis said softly: "Forget it if you don't believe it... Also, what are you doing here with me?"
"There's a light on your side. It's hard for me not to notice. However, the time you fell asleep this time was very short. It was either months or years before. How many times did you wake up in one day this time? Why?
, having a nightmare?”
Adanis pondered for a moment and looked at the silhouette of an unclear figure in the darkness: "What do you mean I woke up so many times? I only woke up this once."
"Once? How did I remember it was twice? Did I remember it wrong?" The funny tone made it difficult to tell whether it was intentional or unintentional.
Adanis said quietly: "You remembered it wrong."
"Okay, then just think I'm wrong." He seemed to take a step back, but his tone was filled with a hint of joking.
Moreover, Adanis noticed Orao's choice of words. At first she said to herself, "Did I remember it wrong?", but now she replied, "Just pretend I saw it wrong."
One is an error in memory, and the other is an error in vision. The difference between the two is quite obvious.
Adanis lowered her eyebrows: "You didn't come here just to tease me, right?"
"Am I joking?" With a sinister tone, anyone who is not a fool can tell that what he said is ironic.
"If you don't tell me the purpose, I will continue to sleep." Adanis said as she gently fiddled with the blood-red flowers blooming on the ground.
"A wise man is not stupid, so don't be fooled." Although his tone is still a bit exaggerated, it is obviously more sincere than before.
A soft hum came from Adanis's nose, but she didn't reply.
"Also, blocking is not the solution. They may not be the people we are waiting for, but they are descendants of Noah after all. If they are not even given a chance, what do you think the master will think when he comes back?"
Adanis: "The master you talk about will never come back."
Orao: "I know you have complaints against the master, and it doesn't matter. But Adanis, you must remember that we were born in the darkness and grew up in the darkness, but it does not mean that we belong to the darkness."
After Orao said these words, his figure gradually disappeared into the darkness. Only one sentence was left: "I will not change any decision you make, and it will be the same this time. But you may not really be able to change it."
Block their progress, because a wise man is not stupid, and when you are using him, he is also testing you..."
"...It is not our destiny to wallow in darkness... We will eventually leave here one day..."
The sound slowly dissipated, and Orao's figure completely disappeared.
Adanis looked at the boundless darkness, and after a long time, she whispered: "We are different."
After Adanis uttered these words, she remained silent for a while before returning her thoughts to the breach of the sentry point on the prison ladder.
Although Orao's sudden appearance interrupted her train of thought, their conversation provided her with new ideas.
Because there were very few outsiders in the underground waterway, especially those who arrived at the Stairway to Hell, she had only thought about the local creatures in the underground waterway, but she had ignored this group of people.
"If they are descendants of Noah, then it is possible." Adanis frowned, her expression full of confusion.
She did not doubt their reasons for destroying the sentry point, because ignorant people will always do ignorant things; and the sentry point can be rebuilt if it is destroyed.
What she was more concerned about and confused about was: "How did they destroy the sentry point?"
She stayed at the sentry point of the Ladder of Hell. Although her overall energy level was not high, her skills combined magic patterns, mirror images and space, which was very confusing.
If you simply destroy the painting, the sentry point will regenerate itself after a while.
But now, not only has the painting been destroyed, but the magic pattern, mirror image and space have all been destroyed.
This is a bit incredible.
The wise man can also destroy the sentry point, but he relies on brute force to crush the destruction. If he wants to destroy three passes at the same time, even the wise man cannot do it that easily.
"What happened to the descendants of Noah who came this time..."
Adanis pondered for a moment, but still couldn't sit still. Because she felt inexplicably uneasy, as if something big was about to happen.
"No, let Younu go over and check out the situation." Adanis murmured softly, then slowly lay down and crouched among the gorgeous flowers.
As Adanis's breathing gradually stabilized, she seemed to have entered a state of sleep. However, the diamond-shaped mirror ornaments hanging on her neck and ears began to flicker.
In the darkness, Orao looked at Adanis's flashing jewelry from a distance with a complicated expression.
After a moment of silence, Orao slowly stretched out his hand. There was a thin round lens in the center of his palm.
This lens, like Adanis's jewelry, was constantly flashing with light. Through the image displayed on the lens, Orao could clearly see Adanis's figure moving through the darkness.
With.
"Going out again?"
Orao's fingers clenched slightly, and for a moment, he had the idea of ​​crushing the lens.
He opened up the dark tunnel of nothingness bit by bit, so if he crushed the lens, Adanis would be completely lost and unable to find the starting point and the end point.
But Orao did not crush the lens in the end, but lowered the brim of his hat and turned back into the darkness as deep as the abyss.

At this time, inside the prison ladder.
Angel is sensing the emotional changes dominated by the wise man through the illusion left in the outside world.
He deliberately mentioned that "the film on the surface of the painting is like a mirror", which was not only a hint to his companions, but also meant to test the mastery of the wise.
However, after the wise master guessed that he could sense emotions, the emotional feedback became very weak.
After actively suppressing emotional changes, even Angel found it difficult to perceive them. However, this was only temporary. After all, he was currently on the prison ladder, and he had to use illusion to perceive the emotions dominated by the wise man. If he could do it now
Standing in front of the true form of the wise master, the result is unknown.
"I have never heard the name of the painter you mentioned, but I believe that the painter you mentioned is real, the paintings are real, and the other works of the painter you simulated using illusion are also real... However, are your words true?
Really, I can't be sure." The wise master said that he couldn't be sure, but his tone was very determined. He didn't believe in such a coincidence.
"I'm not sure... then keep reading." Angel smiled softly: "Maybe there are really such coincidences in this world?"
To be continued...
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