Flying above the Dalmatian, Angel looked intently.
Just as he had seen before, it was crouching in the mud-like flesh and blood, its head moving from time to time, as if it was gnawing food.
But when he looked carefully, he found that although the Dalmatian's head kept shaking, the flesh and blood on the ground had not decreased at all.
"It didn't eat it?" Angel raised his eyebrows. If it didn't eat, then why was it laying its head in the rotten flesh and blood? It couldn't have any special hobbies, right?
Angel thought for a while and decided to get a little closer.
As Angel approached, the Dalmatian raised its head in a daze, revealing its bloody face.
As the Dalmatian raised his head, Angel finally saw why Toby kept motioning for him to look over.
Because a strange smell was coming out of the rotten meat on the ground and pouring into the Dalmatian's mouth.
Due to the explosion, the body of Hookedik had been left with flesh and blood flying everywhere. This Dalmatian dog was following Hookedik's body, constantly absorbing the strange aura.
The current appearance of Dalmatians is very scary, making people unconsciously think of monsters that suck people's energy.
But Angel found some clues after careful analysis. The strange breath inhaled by the dog had a trace of fluctuation that was quite familiar to him.
"This is..." Angel frowned, recalling the source of this fluctuation.
Suddenly, Toby flew over, with gray aura lingering around his body, and he chirped softly next to Angel.
After listening to Toby's words, Angel was stunned for a moment. His eyes slowly moved to the gravity veins around Toby's body, and then looked at the strange breath absorbed in the Dalmatian's mouth, and he suddenly realized: "This is a kind of law vein?!"
"This dog is absorbing the law's veins?"
According to Angel's judgment, the "law veins" generated from Hookdick's flesh and blood are very thin, exuding a breath of soul. It is estimated that Hookedick has realized some of the laws of the soul somewhere, but the law veins have not yet been formed.
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Reminiscing that Hookedick went to the "Soul Land" for a while, Angel guessed that Hookedick realized the soul law in the Soul Land. Although he didn't know much about the "Soul Land", according to Nice's words,
According to the news, the soul soil should be a kind of witchcraft garden exclusive to the soul system.
Hook Dick was able to understand the laws of the soul from the witchcraft garden that had already been formed. Even if it was very thin and did not become a system, it could be said to be an act of genius.
So far, Angel has been to several witchcraft gardens, but he has not understood any rules from the formed witchcraft gardens. From this aspect, Hookedick has completely defeated Angel.
Perhaps it was because of the soul law that Hookedick understood that he still preserved his self-awareness despite the threat of parasites.
It's a pity that no matter how talented he was, he died here in the end, defeated at the hands of Angel, and even the laws he understood were absorbed by the Dalmatian...?!
Angel suddenly remembered that now was not the time to lament how talented a dead man was.
What deserves more attention now is why this dog can absorb the law veins from dead people?
He had stayed in this dog's body for a period of time and knew that there was a large amount of mysterious aura in its body. Angel estimated that this dog might be a mysterious spirit, or it might be the mysterious being itself.
No matter what it is, does its current behavior mean that its ability is to absorb the legal context?
So after it has been absorbed by it, these legal contexts that have lost their hosts and have no roots, what use are they to it?
Angel speculated for a long time, but still couldn't get an accurate answer. He didn't have any position to ask Fox. He thought about it, and finally had no choice but to suppress the puzzle. He decided to focus on finding Nausicaa first.
Seriously, there are so many unsolved mysteries in the world, and it's impossible to fully explain every one of them.
Thinking of this, Angel returned to the inspection site.
He also told Toby not to pay attention to the Dalmatian's behavior, and now focus on finding Nausicaa.
Although Toby's lamp was knocked over, the blazing fires from the surrounding ancient buildings were brighter than before, illuminating the mezzanine space extremely brightly.
Angel stood guard in front of the exit, while Toby hovered above everyone's heads, looking for Nausicaa's breath.
Time passed slowly, and another half hour passed.
Nearly 80% of the nearly six-digit number of people in the mezzanine space had dispersed. During this process, Angel still did not see Nausicaa.
A quarter of an hour later, all the people in the mezzanine space were gone, and there was still no trace of Nausicaa.
Angel's expression darkened. Why were Shan and Shiliu here, but Nausicaa was nowhere to be seen? Could it be that Nausicaa didn't actually come to this mezzanine space?
He turned around and looked at Shan and Xiliu with a frown.
The two of them were still supported by the gravity veins, floating quietly behind them. Facing Angel, Shan's expression was a little flinching, while Shiliu was still sleeping soundly.
His body is stored in Sanders' Gravity Garden, and there is no way to release the nightmare realm to eliminate the parasites in their bodies. Otherwise, you can ask them both for news about Nausicaa.
Angel thought for a moment. He wanted Fox and Frog to help them eliminate the parasites, but he couldn't find a reason to convince them.
Maybe just make the request without persuasion and see how they react?
Thinking of this, Angel turned his eyes to Fox and Frog.
Fox saw Angel's eyes, swung his big tail, and flew over: "Your Excellency Shava, have you finished selecting your slaves?"
Frog was not far behind: "Praise to the Queen, croak, croak, although there is no moonlight to moisten my throat, there is a moonlight brewing in my heart, and I want to recite it to Your Excellency Sawa."
Why do they sound like words of love? Angel twitched his lips and said, "I'm not busy with music in advance. This is an elegant art. Nowadays, the fire is raging here. To play here would be a loss of our identity."
Frog: "Even fire can't extinguish my enthusiasm for poetry. I will use the more passionate war epic I just created to dedicate it to Your Excellency Sharapova."
Angel choked on his saliva. He wanted to find a chance to interject, but was unable to say a word due to Frog's continuous cadences.
"Then... Okay. There is also the beauty of excitement. The fire combined with the passionate arias makes me feel very happy just thinking about it. This is really a performance that people are looking forward to." Angel said dryly.
Now that Angel agreed, Frog immediately became more motivated. He tinkered with a bunch of log boxes from nowhere, stacked them together to form a simple stage, and then took the lead in standing on it.
"Although the stage is simple, the enthusiasm in my heart will not diminish, croak!" Frog took a deep breath, his chest swelled like a woman, as if he was preparing the aria he was about to blurt out.
Fox turned over and landed next to Frog, brought a wooden stool, sat on it and gently strummed the harp.
Not to mention, Fox's current image and movements are full of style, with his big red tail wagging back and forth, which is vaguely confusing. And his piano playing level is indeed very high. As long as Frog doesn't speak, Fox's
The sound of the piano is very beautiful, but as soon as Frog starts singing, Fox will change the flow of his piano sound in accordance with Frog's voice, transforming it into a weird and strange sound.
Today, that is the case.
Frog sang an epic poem that he thought was passionate, but to Angel's ears, it sounded a bit petty, and the logic was very questionable. One second it was a beautiful picture of "Brewing Moonlight", and the next second
It has become a battlefield of the undead with "bones lying in the field".
If there are strong contradictions and contrasts, coupled with the tension and conflict of the story, it can be regarded as a masterpiece. But Frog completely combined the images that he thought were beautiful to create a nondescript poem, and he called it an epic.
, which is also a source of laughter.
What's even more unfortunate is that Fox's originally excellent piano playing skills are also distorted by Frog's weird singing voice, which is sometimes light, sometimes charming, and occasionally makes a fierce sharp sound, like a woman scratching a flat surface with her fingernails.
The offensive sound made by the drawing board.
Angel stared at it sullenly, feeling like he was being tortured.
After the song, Angel finally broke out into a cracked smile on his pale cheeks, and then uttered a music comment from between his teeth: "This aria is very charming."
As for the charm, you can imagine it yourself. No matter how many kind words he said, he couldn't think of it.
Frog was about to sing the second poem, and Angel sighed slightly in his heart, just bear it, who knew that he wanted to listen to what he said at the beginning, and now he had to listen to it while kneeling.
But at this moment, a golden thread appeared out of thin air.
It stuck in the middle of them and smashed a log box into pieces.
"This is Yorkshire's void puppet line." Fox put down his harp and murmured in a low voice.
Frog exclaimed: "Is this annoying guy coming to ruin my performance?! Moonlight will hate it, absolutely!"
The sudden appearance of this scene made Angel raise his eyebrows. This golden thread was exactly the same as the thread on the puppet woman he saw outside the teleportation hall.
Judging from Fox's tone, it was indeed a Yorkie who blocked the road in the first place.
Angel still remembered that Yorkie was entangled with his mentor, and Fox had to correct him before. Why did the thread suddenly appear here?
When Angel was confused, the golden thread suddenly moved, and a strange fluctuation came from the golden thread.
Fox closed his eyes and stood up directly the next second: "Yorkshire is calling us over, it seems to be in a passive situation."
Frog curled his lips: "I won't go, but you will go."
Fox was not surprised by Frog's choice and shook his tail: "Then I'll go over and take a look at the situation."
After Fox said that, he said sorry to Angel, and then fled out of the mezzanine space and disappeared into the darkness. 19