"The little lion girl is dead?!" A look of anger flashed across Deadwaya's face. The little lion girl is a serious wizard-level master and one of the six wizards of the Lion. How could it be so unclear? 's dead!
"What exactly happened, Ford?" Womason also asked anxiously.
Ford: "I don't know, I have been following her, and when she stepped into the infield hall, her whole body fell apart and shattered into pieces!"
"Where's the soul? Give me your soul and I'll ask!" Deadevia said.
Ford shook his head, his face full of mourning: "Gone."
"Gone? Tell me clearly what happened."
Ford said: "After I watched her body shatter, I immediately wanted to capture her soul, but her soul was sucked into the infield within less than a second after it appeared... I was worried that there was something fishy in the infield. , I threw the demon pet into the infield and tested it. As soon as the demon pet entered the infield range, it also broke into pieces and died! Then I ran over and informed the head of the family."
"The body will break as soon as it enters the infield? The little lion girl is a wizard on the blood side!" Deadwell's heart beat violently and told Ford: "Hurry up and stop the others. Don't let them enter the infield. All of them are here. I’ll gather here!”
Buddha should have immediately turned into several clones and left in different directions.
As soon as Deadewiah entered the area of the auction venue, he felt a strange stagnation of energy in the air. He was unable to use the communicator to send information, so he had to ask Ford to go there in person.
Womason stepped forward and said, "Master, in the infield hall... there should be a small auction with separate sections today. I have been monitoring it during the day, and I didn't find anything unusual."
Deadwaya nodded: "I know, I have been at the auction house today, and I am controlling the magic energy array in the inner field. There is indeed nothing strange." When Deadwaya said this, he frowned: "But now I feel Without the reaction of the magic energy array, according to what Ford said, the inner field may have been reduced to a dead end, and the magic energy array may have been destroyed."
After a while, eleven figures gathered around Deadwaya.
In addition to the wizards of the Anshi Lion, there are also the resident wizards of Fragrant Charming Fragrance and Amber Dragon Wings.
It can be said that all the wizards from the three major wizard families currently in the Dusk Well are gathered here.
"Lord Deadwaya, I just heard Ford say that the little lioness died in the field? Her soul disappeared?" The person who spoke was the fragrant witch, Qianzuru. Although she was happy to see her because of her different family backgrounds, The number of witches and wizards who died as lions has decreased, but she would not be happy if the person who died was a lion cub. Both are witches, and her friendship with the lion cub has always been close. "I was drinking tea with her at home just now." , tell me now that she is dead? Isn’t this really a joke!”
Dedwaya's face remained dark, and he suppressed the grief in his heart: "Follow me."
When everyone followed Deadewiah to the entrance of the west side door of the infield, everyone was shocked. They saw a broken head just standing at the door. The little lion girl's eyes had not been closed yet. , as if some strange existence is using her head to declare power and presence.
When Chizuru saw the head of the little lion girl, his eyes were immediately covered by a layer of water. Chizuru wanted to use his mental tentacles to take the little lion girl's head back. But as soon as the mental tentacles entered the infield, something strange happened. The force cuts and shatters.
Because the spiritual tentacles were shattered, Qianzhe screamed and fell to his knees.
"No magic spell can penetrate the inner field. There seems to be an absolute barrier."
"What should we do now? Lord Dedwaya, you are the guard this month, do you have any ideas?"
"Yes, this kind of situation never happened when we were on duty."
"Maybe it's the enemies of the Luoan Lion who are taking revenge."
Deadwell knew that the wizards of the other two families would be in trouble at this time. He took a deep breath and summoned dozens of magic rats from another space.
The Demon Rat is a very low-level summoned beast, and is the favorite substitute for wizards in experiments. Whether it is experimental spells or experimental drugs, the consumption rate of the Demon Rat occupies the top spot on the wizard's material consumption list. .
Demonic rats are born with extremely strong acuity. Deadwell ordered them to enter the inner field, but found that all the demonic rats were trembling and did not dare to take a step forward.
Deadwaya directly forced the Demon Rat into the infield.
The moment the Demon Rat entered the inner field, multiple strange lines appeared, dividing them into countless segments.
The entrance to the infield was instantly filled with bloody corpses, exuding a strong fishy smell.
At this time, Dedwaya stepped forward in person.
"Master, please think about it!" Womason stopped Dadevia with an anxious look on his face.
Dedwaya shook his head at Womason: "Don't worry, I have used the multiplication technique to cultivate my right hand. Even if it is broken, it can be re-transplanted. I only used my right hand for experiments. I can't know more information without experiencing it myself."
After hearing what Dedwaya said, Womason moved out of the way.
Deadewiah stood in front of the infield gate. Inside was a deep hall that looked like a black hole, swallowing up all the light and making it difficult to see anything inside.
Dedwaya slowly stretched out his hand, and his right hand, shining with the light of defensive magic, crossed the inner court.
Everyone's eyes were focused on Deadewiah at this moment.
"Uh." Dedwaya hummed in a low voice.
His right hand was split into countless pieces in an instant, and Deadwell even felt that a strange force was about to spread through his body following his right hand. He was so horrified that he chopped off his arm with a knife, and then fell to the ground.
"Master!"
"Lord Deadwaya!"
DeWiya quickly stopped the bleeding.
After thinking for a moment, he said in a low voice: "Go and invite the patriarchs of the Fragrant Meixiang and Amber Dragonwing families. I want to hold a tripartite meeting."
The tripartite meeting is the highest-level meeting in Twilight Deep Well. It is usually held when a foreign enemy invades or to discuss the division of interests. The meeting at this time is definitely not a division of interests, so... is it a foreign enemy?
This thought flashed through everyone's mind.
When most of the wizards had dispersed, Deadwell stood in front of the infield door. The bleeding on his right arm had stopped, but his clothes were stained with a lot of blood, and he looked extremely horrifying.
"Twilight, you're here." Deadeye said suddenly.
As the words fell, a middle-aged woman in a rosy robe walked out of the darkness, it was Twilight.
Twilight stood quietly behind Deadwell.
"What did you find?" Dadewyah asked. Twilight entered the Twilight Auction with him earlier, but when Ford went to gather people, she did not show up. She just asked Ford to send a message: I have found something.
A trace of complicated emotions flashed through Twilight's eyes, and she whispered to David Wia: "Sir, these music are coming from the inner court, and the person who plays this music must be in the inner court."
"I know this. Apart from this, do you have any other findings?"
Twilight was quiet for a moment: "I just saw two familiar shadows... Maybe the strange things here are related to Lord Sanders's apprentice."
"Are you talking about Flora, or..."
"It's Angel."
…
Two flowers bloom, one on each side.
Angel had just returned to the mirror world, and before he returned home, he heard Sanders' voice in his ears.
"Come to Magic Island, I have something to ask you."
Angel knew that Sanders would come to ask him about the auction that day, but he didn't expect that he would use the telesound technique to notify him directly? And he noticed it just after he returned to the mirror world.
Angel sighed, it was probably some kind of pheromone tracking.
He stopped helplessly and said to David: "You go back first, I will take Whitby to find Butler Good first."
After saying goodbye to David, Angel looked at Whibbiton who was a little uneasy and a little expectant.
"Follow me, be careful not to lose me. I'll take you to see Butler Good."
Angel considered Whibbiton's pace and deliberately slowed down his pace when walking.
Whibbiton followed Angel step by step. From time to time, people cast curious glances at him, which made him a little scared. After taking a few steps, Whibbiton saw a wave of air in front of him, followed by a flying arrow.
His arms fell in front of him.
He exclaimed in a low voice in fear.
Angel walked in front and rubbed his temples. The tree spirit court rarely had fights on weekdays, but unexpectedly it caught up with them today.
The two of them continued walking, and Angel found that after walking a few steps, a trembling little hand suddenly appeared on the hem of his clothes.
The naughty kid who was so fearless was so frightened by such a little disturbance that he took the initiative to hold his clothes? Angel found it a bit funny. But considering Whibton's face, Angel still didn't say anything.
Angel continued to move forward without changing his expression. Whibton found that Angel did not express any reaction to his action of holding the hem of his clothes, and he felt a little more at ease.
As they climbed the ladder to a low platform, Whibbiton began to turn pale.
After getting on the Shuteng Bus, Whippedon huddled up into a small ball next to Angel. His body was still shaking, and not only his face but also his lips were turning white.
"Afraid of heights?" Angel silently lit a candle for Whitby in his heart. If he was really afraid of heights, that would be interesting.
The bad taste in Angel's heart reached its peak after arriving at the Luoyunye platform.
Because, if you can't fly, from Luoyunye Platform to Huanmo Island, you have to go through a section of... a sky bridge that has no handrails and looks completely transparent.
Sure enough, when Angel stepped onto the Sky Bridge with an expressionless face, he started watching a movie in his heart.
After Angel walked a few steps, he turned his head and looked at Whibbiton. He was still on the edge of the leaf and did not dare to move. His whole body was shaking and he started to roll his eyes.
"If you want to find Goode on the Magic Island, this is the only way." Angel's voice was extremely calm: "You won't fall. This is an invisible road, called the Bridge in the Sky."
"Don't you want to see Gude?" Angel crossed his chest and stood on the Sky Bridge looking at the shivering Whibbiton.
After a long while, Hui Biton said weakly: "I...I'm afraid."
"If you're scared like this, then don't even think about entering the wizarding world in the future. Wizards fly in the air every day, and they don't walk." Angel said calmly.
Perhaps stimulated by Angel's words, Whibbiton, after struggling for a long time, lifted his legs that were filled with lead and stepped onto the Sky Bridge.
Angel thought that Whitbiton had overcome the psychological pressure, but who knew that the next second he rushed over, hugged Angel's leg, his eyes were closed, and his whole body was shaking.
When Angel saw this, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This was the first time that someone hugged his thigh like this.
Angel originally wanted to lecture Whibbiton, but thinking that Sanders was still waiting for him, he sighed and dragged Whibbiton directly across the Sky Bridge to the edge of the Magic Island.