Vol 2 Chapter 1053: Wordless script

Chapter 1053 Script with no words
Angel is also aggressive, why is it?
This important choice that will obviously change the trajectory of others, why do you become a part of it?
Was Feng seen through prophecy? Or, in the wilderness of time, there is no early step, no late step, he just happened to catch up?
Angel told the night of his doubts.
The night’s answer made him even more puzzled:
It’s probably anyone who comes to me, maybe it’s just you.

For the night, it doesn't matter who you are looking for. The important thing is the time. Perhaps Feng is really foreseeing that it will meet this human being today, or Feng just sets a limit for him, but in any case, the night only needs to know one thing: time is up. The other details are the preconditions for this conclusion. It is very important at the moment, and it is optional if it is over.
However, if you let the night answer Angel's doubts, it is personally more inclined to "this matter is already doomed" argument. In other words, Feng may have foreseen it by some means.
Because the time is too coincidental, it is coincidental that the strength of the night is stuck in the most crucial step, and further the class of the demon lord, which happens to be the last step of self-control. Now, in addition to the energy limitation, it is ... this picture is gone.
There are ways to solve the energy limitation, but this painting, if not found by Anger, may never cover the night in the painting.
Such a clever time, such a coincidence, the night naturally inclined to Anger is the person destined to find it.
Seeing that Anger is still confused, the night is faint: "No matter who is important, you don't need to be responsible for my future, because when Feng gave this painting to me, it was already doomed. It will overturn the dark night in the painting. The result is already doomed, you just happen to meet."
Angel’s eyes flashed doubts, maybe he just happened to meet him, but is this really so simple? Feng chose himself to be the person who changed the status quo of the night hall. Is there no deeper meaning?
Anger doesn't know, but for now, it seems to be only this.
Anger looked at the painting. "When... will the nightclub owner let this night disappear?"
"The night never disappears, even if it is covered by fire, it still exists."
The answer to the night seems to be a pun. However, what Anger actually wants to know is that once the night in the painting is replaced by a flame, what will happen next in the night, will the next night be in the foresight of Feng, and will he still return? Continue to play a new role in it.
For his own confusion, the answer to the night is just a chuckle: "How fate will be interpreted, it will never be clear when it is foreseen. If you keep your mind in Feng’s foresight, then you will I have been in the script. Even if this drama is not what Feng thinks."
The words of the night reminded Angel of a joke that had been seen about prophecy: good prophecy, never written with a pen, but with scissors to cut the paper into a script without words.
Feng’s foresight, perhaps a matter of heart, cut a script without a word. What will be the result of the script, Feng himself may not be able to tell.
However, the script is a script in the end, no matter what the ending of the play in the script, it will not be able to escape the framework of this play.
Therefore, if Angel has always put his own mind in Feng's script, any choice he makes in the future will think that this is a foresight, and he will always be trapped in the script.
However, fate has always been a wave of turmoil, not a step by step.
Thinking of this, Angel nodded thoughtfully.
"Talk about the material problem." The night was about the topic of Feng, but returned to the topic, and Angle's attention was also attracted.
"The refinement of the fire and rock required for the stone of the fire, it only needs to be deposited for a thousand years, but the demon gold coins you gave are still quite rich. I chose a piece of volcanic rock that has been deposited for 10,000 years." Dun, the night said: "The material of the white smoldering melt, I also bought it, give me a day, I will use Hellfire to make it."
White simmering oil is required to be smashed with hell, and this can only be done at night.
In the night, I took out the veins and rocks, and other pieces of materials. Angels collected them one by one, but in addition to the white smoldering agent, Anger noticed that there is another main material - the fragments of the stone of the fire. The night did not come out.
"The fragments of the stone of the fire, the amount needed is too large, not yet. After two to three days or so, the goods should arrive."
Two to three days? Anger calculated it. When the goods arrived, he immediately returned to the ice valley. The time should be too late, so he nodded to the night: "Then the trouble owner."

You are welcome.
The night faintly said:
I am going to help you to make a white smoldering agent. You can come and take it at this time tomorrow.

After all, the night turned and fell into the darkness.
Anger once again looked back at the painting hanging on the wall, watching the flame that was suppressed by the night, and seemed to see the land of the fire.
Looking back at the quiet look of the night, he suddenly wanted to see, when the night disappeared completely, without the suppression and restraint, what would the night become? Like a fire-devil, the horror is turned into a boundless fire, sweeping the earth;
With a smile, he shook his head and took away the tedious thoughts. Angel turned and left.
After coming out of the prey, Anger walked toward the psychedelic hut and thought about the next plan. He had thought that he would have to stay in La Sudran for at least one day. He did not expect to stay here for three days because of the shortage of stone fragments.
In this case, he decided to continue the psychedelic hut.
There is no intersection between the devil and the human being, so the materials and prices of the Devil City will not change with the needs of human beings. In addition, the Devil City itself has many unique materials, and Angel intends to take this opportunity to earn more demon gold coins. Hey some.
After all, will there be a chance to go to the Castle of Devils in the future, which is hard to say.
Moreover, even if you really enter the Devil City in the future, it is estimated that there is no such thing as a day and a person, so that he can purchase the treasured demon resources through the veins of the night museum owner.
Soon, Angel came to the woods where the psychedelic hut is located.
The fresh air, combined with the mottled tree shadow, makes Anger feel quite comfortable. Before Angel came to the abyss, there were only two impressions of the abyss: no hope, no endless repression.
In such a dull abyss, it is really hard to steal this leisure time.
However, this comfortable time did not last long. When Angel came to the door of the psychedelic hut, he found himself being...not right, being stared by a demon.
The burning fireball, glaring at the red eyes, glared at Angel.
In the eyes full of red blood, Anger faintly saw a little wrong.
Anger sighed. I didn't expect this young fire demon to be so persistent. He went to the prey for a long time. After returning, the little guy was still at the door.
Because it was not observed for a while, it was caught by it.
Fafner was suppressed in the wooden house, and the young fire demon did not dare to do anything to him, just staring at him with those eyes.
Without a word, but with deep obsession.
Anger was numb with his scalp, and the young fire demon blocked his own path. He finally sighed: "Hey, what do you want? Don't let you experience the rhythm of the ocean. This is for your good, you are a fire. The devil, to experience the true meaning of the water system, but he will be hurt."
The young fire demon also had some accidents. Anger would talk to it. It had been outside for a long time, and the black woman inside would either take it out or ignore it, making it feel very depressed and wronged.
It doesn't know why it is attached to it. It is very unwilling, and no one has ever treated it like this.
"I don't care, I want to experience it!" Perhaps it is a rebellious mentality. Even if the young fire demon knows that the aborigines in front of him may be true, it does not want to fall.
The young fire demon is talking about the abyss, which is more standard than Angel, but perhaps the age of the young fire demon is too small, and there is always a naive milk smell in the tone of speech.
Sure enough, it is a bear child. If you don’t drink milk, you will live and be restless. Anger’s helpless secret in his heart.
"If you really want to experience it, that's fine. But if you are seriously injured, don't blame me for not reminding." Angelton paused and said: "Today our store is closed, and you have to experience tomorrow."
The softening of Anger’s muzzle stopped the roar of the young fire demon and said with a suspicious expression:
What are you talking about?

"Really."
"No more coming to me?"
"As long as you don't bother other guests, you won't come back to you."
After being guaranteed, the young fire devil licked his mouth and put on a face that was proud of the sky. "Oh, then I will come back tomorrow. If I dare to eat, I will burn you."
The young fire demon said, change the previous appearance, flying in the middle of the sky, flying around the forest, the black tail is shaking, it is like a rewarding little milk dog.
Anger shook his head and opened the door to get into the room, but at this moment, he felt a burning gaze behind his back.
He looked back in confusion, but he saw the distant young fire demon squatting to the side of the forest, and there was a figure on his side that was wrapped in a red robe. The young fire demon was impatient with the red robe, and the sight that Angel had felt before was exactly what the red robe saw.
The robes of the red robes were put on, and they could not see its appearance, but Angel could feel that the other side was looking at him even when he was talking to the young fire demon. And that line of sight is full of complex emotions, doubts, malice, suspicion, and vigilance.
Is it a slave to the young fire demon? Ingle’s doubts in his heart, seeing their mode of getting along, there is a posture of slavery.
Not long ago, in the rest of the world, Sant Trofer, met by Angel, was the slave of a certain sheep demon. The young fire demon is the demon noble in the middle of the abyss, and it is normal to have slaves.
Anger ignored the other's sight. Anyway, he could not stay here for long.
(End of this chapter)