Chapter 319: wake

Chapter 319 Awakening
"I will give you five years. If you can get 3 million magic crystals in five years, then you can take him away." Lydia said.
For a promising alchemist, 3 million magic crystals are not an unreachable number. As for the five-year time limit, it is only a driving force for him to advance. The conditions given by Lydia clearly combine various factors and are not really difficult for him.
Therefore, Angel did not hesitate to agree.
"Then I am here waiting for you, I hope you can do it." After Lydia finished, flew into the air and leisurely.
Anger took Toby out of his pocket and whispered: "You are waiting for me outside, I will be back soon."
Toby’s dissatisfaction shouted a few words, and then flew first to the fog, waving his wings to Angel, meaning very obvious, and did not want to be left alone.
Angel also did not want Toby to stay outside. Although both Jing Ji and Shu Ling are there, it is difficult to protect Lidia. Thinking about it, Anger asked Sanders, "Instructor? Toby can go in?"
Sanders had been separated for a long time before he said: "I don't know. But there should be no danger beside you."
After getting this answer, Angel was a little relieved, and then he waved Toby and let it stand on his shoulder. With Toby, if you encounter a parasitic mutant, it will react much faster than Angel, and you can get more time for him.
One person and one bird, so slowly walked into the thick fog.
Looking at the figure that Angel disappeared into the fog, Jing Ji said to the side of the tree: "Don't you follow him?"
Shuling shook his head: "Don't say that Sanders would not let me in, I don't want to go in."
"Why?" Jing Ji suspected.
Shuling smiled very brightly: "Because I am very optimistic about Angel, his growth potential should not be consumed in the shackles. If I go in, although I will not help him, I have no worries in my mind. It is difficult to promote him to grow up."
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The fog is filled and the visibility of the naked eye is less than one hand. With a strange mood, Anger slowly walked into the city of fog that seemed to be abandoned by time.
At this time, the geocentric world has reached the early morning, and after the night of the night, the street lights are not lit by the city defense, so it is not only foggy but also dark. He can only rely on his spiritual strength to touch his hand, and he can clearly distinguish the surrounding terrain and step into the city gate.
In the dark fog of reaching out, it is inevitable that people will be reminiscent of malicious ghosts, especially the dark fog filled with parasitic lunatics. Just think about it. In the dark, there are madmen peeping, and it will be creepy.
The above is just the idea of ​​ordinary people and the point that Anger was originally worried about. But when he went into the fog, he was surprised to find that what he was worried about did not happen.
His mood was peaceful, he did not have any fear, and he even had a fascination like a duck.
This is very wrong. Angling knew that this was not right, but the mood of Xinyue couldn’t stop moving out. The darkness seemed to be unable to stop the wild horses in his heart, and the fog was the heart of the green grassland.
Angelin knows that there will be no danger in the next step, but he is still slow and slow. It is like an old man, or a baby with a babble.
It is not that he does not want to go fast, but that his heart is in a fierce battle.
Reason tells him that everything is wrong. But the instinct told him with joy that this fog is a paradise, a pure land.
The sensible oppressed him to stop, and the instinct urged him to move forward. How fast can he go in such a situation?
The narrow architectural streets of the night magic city, as well as the dense high-altitude corridors, are like monsters in the fog, and they are devastated.
Anyone, even an extraordinary person, has basic vigilance against the fog of the dark shadow building. But Angel did not. He looked at the changing shadows, as if he was watching two cute black cat cubs, and he was screaming at him.
Anger continued to move forward. In order not to be blocked by the mutants, the road he took was the main road. Although it is not too spacious, it is at least much wider than the street lanes.
Only after entering the main road, Angel was attracted by a strange melody.
"I am a happy little laborer, diligently changing the streets, the Queen of Queens is going to drive, seeing the streets change."
Although the melody and language Anger could not understand, the emotion expressed by the melody, Angel received. When he read this emotion, his face immediately slammed down: "Sure enough, what the queen is!"
At this time, two weird shadows suddenly appeared from the front. Anger stopped and the golden revolver was held in his hand. Toby also lowered his chest and made an attack.
When two weird shadows came out of the fog, Angel's brow frowned. These two are typical low-slender Asians, adult males, short stature, but long limbs.
Like Lydia, they wear very bright costumes, one on the left is a red and green rhomboid jumpsuit with a red hat, and the one on the right is a gradient purple polka-dot hood.
Their movements are also very weird, like a puppet, whose limbs swing in a way that ordinary people don't understand. At this strange swing frequency, their speed is not only dissatisfied, but even very fast.
The clothes are bright, the eyes are mad, and the manners are weird. In line with all the parasitic conditions, there is no doubt that these two people have definitely mutated.
As they approached, Anger was ready to fight, waiting to reach the attack range and make a one-shot kill.
But at this moment, they saw Anger and then stopped far.
The weird songs in my mouth also stopped.
He took a nap to Angel, just like the etiquette of the circus clowns, and then they slowly returned to the fog and disappeared slowly.
In this process, the style of songs in their mouths has also changed, and the intrinsic emotions are no longer the singer, but the singer.
"The hometown is far away, the noble Shawa. In place of the Queen's inspection, her eyes are stars, her gaze is starlight, Shawa, Shawa, the honorable Lord Shava, fortunate to be glory."
With a charming song, the two parasitic people left Angel's sight.
At this time, Angel could no longer deceive himself. First, he praised the Queen, and then praised Shawa. No one would tell Angel any more. These mutants were the "masterpieces" that Anger had when he opened the border.
Along the way, Angel had encountered several waves of mutants, but this group of "clowns", when they saw him, all changed into madness, respectful like the nobles encountered by civilians.
But even though they respect the identity of Angel "Sawa", whenever he wants to communicate with them, whether they use language or emotions, they have no echo, just seeing him close, they consciously disappear In the fog. Angel wants to catch up, but because of the fog, he can't keep up with their pace.
"This is not quite right." After Angel entered, it was ridiculous from the psychologically unusual pleasure to the mutatism to respectfulness to him.
Sometimes Angel thinks that those people are not really fearing him, but are fearing a existence called "Sawa". But who is Shawa? Angel has no clue.
Angel stopped, here is the center of a residential area in the night of the night magic city, there is a fountain statue with a bow goddess.
Before the arrival of Angel, nearly a hundred people were carnival, singing and dancing in front of the statue. Crazy is like a devout ceremony. But as soon as he approached, everyone praised the arrival of "Sawa" and then slowly retreated. When Angel entered the statue, there was no one around, quietly like a cemetery.
"You come out! Why are you hiding from me?" Anger yelled: "I ordered you to come out in the name of ... Shawa!"
No one should be.
It is clear that Angel wants to get angry and wants to release the anger in his mouth, but he enjoys the peace, loneliness and inner peace in the night magic city, which makes him feel relaxed. This is a contradiction.
Anger leaned on the side of the statue.
"what are you doing?"
The low-mute voice that has not been heard for a long time broke Angel’s inner peace and appeared in the ear.
"Teacher, I feel very wrong." Angel whispered the feelings in his heart: "...I obviously should be afraid, it should be angry, it should be fighting. But I can't afford it, I am very relieved here, just Like, like, just like the soul is also comforted."
Sanders was silent for a long time before he said to him: "Don't be affected by unwarranted emotions. You feel that something is wrong. It's just that your reason is restraining your instinct. Relaxing, you will regard this as a paradise. ""
"But you have to remember that the paradise is always a paradise for others. Children can have fun when they are in the paradise. But after playing, they still have to return home."
Speaking of this, Sanders’ voice suddenly softened a bit:
Easy, the night magic city was described as a ghost by the red lotus. It’s not appropriate. I haven’t had an outreach for a long time, not that I can’t, but I know that this is not as difficult as I thought."
"Angel, do you know why I am calling you?"
Angel said: "Because, here is what I made?"
Sanders: "Of course not. Every reason does not necessarily have a certain result. Every accident, there may not be a real incentive. Even if the original source is you, after half a month, various non-essential conditions are also Not enough to make you the cause of this disaster."
Angel seems to understand.
"I told you to come because only you can wake them up. All the parasitic people are not dead, they are just sleeping. The parasites, instead of their actions, did not really kill them, because once the host died, send It’s not easy for a creature to find the next body, and then to make a mental adjustment."
"If you can wake them up, this is not a disaster, but because parasites strengthen the physical fitness of the body, it becomes a good thing."
Those who are mutated are not dead? Just waiting for him to wake up? When Anger heard this, the first thing that comes to mind is not to unload the psychological burden, but to...the millions of people in the night magic city, he wants to wake up one by one, will not be exhausted? !
(End of this chapter)