Vol 2 Chapter 821: Confused Froude

Chapter 821, confused Froude
Although what happened just now, let Angel feel a little wrong, but fortunately the ending is not bad. At least after this, Jetway's human feelings can be temporarily put down.
Moreover, this oolong incident should also make their suspicions of themselves fall a lot. After all, under Sullivan's Jianzheng technique, he did not take the mysterious thing.
"Mr. Pat, are you okay?"
When Anger was thinking about it, he asked Fred, who was sitting across from him.
Seeing Angel's doubts watching him, Froude continued: "I saw the pressure of the Sluws before, and it seems that the husband was injured."
Froude said that before Anger spit blood.
"Nothing." Angel put his hand on him. Before he vomited blood, he was forced out by himself. He was not injured. "You just said that he is an Sluw, you know him?"
Frode nodded: "I just heard the rumors of Sliewu. He is from the song of the deep sea, nicknamed 'big fish warlock', proficient in summoning and oceanic techniques, just the giant squid at his feet, It is his summoned beast, named Brigitte."
"The big fish warlock, Sluw." The name that Anger whispered, on the surface, was innocent, but the heart was writing down the name.
Froude had wanted to ask about the specifics of the incident, but he was swallowed up by his mouth and he is now a soul. Do you know if you don’t know, what is the difference?
Soon, they arrived in Bolai Town.
Anger felt the illusion of being in the orphanage and found that Dulu was sleeping on the playground at this time. After sleeping, his expression still had some panic.
Yada sat on the side of the wooden horse and swayed back and forth, his eyes curiously looking at the dense fog outside the safe area.
Anger walked into the orphanage, but before he went deep, he suddenly stepped in and stopped at a tree at the door, his brow slightly wrinkled.
He found that a green-faced fangs that he had set up near this tree had disappeared.
He perceived it. In the whole illusion, the rest of the place was normal. Only the lack of the blue-faced fangs, even the illusion node where he set the blue-faced fangs, disappeared between heaven and earth.
"With the level of Shani and Yada, it is impossible to destroy the illusion node I set. Dulu, who belongs to the mortal class, is even more impossible."
Although these illusion nodes are just laid out, they can at least destroy the level of illusion nodes. When Anger’s eyes turned, he guessed who made it.
- Jetway.
Except for him, don't think of the second person.
As soon as he thought of Jetway tracking him all the way, Angel's mood was deeply deep. However, before Angel had a big idea, he did not think that someone would follow him. Now he has prepared to continue to release his mental energy and feel the flow of energy around him. When Jetway wants to track again, it is not that easy.
Jetway followed him, no doubt, it should be for the theft of the Lucas skull.
Angel now also wants to know who is Lucas's skull in the middle of the road? At that time, outside the "door", the most powerful one should be Livia Church, and then the sea Florenza, who actually took the tiger's mouth under the eyes of Frensa?
Angel is looking at the matter purely because of curiosity. Anyway, in this perspective, he has nothing to do with him. For the Lucas skull that had once missed him, he had doubts in his heart, but he also wanted to know who was the closest person.
At this time, a footstep sound came from the front building.
Anger looked up, holding a sickle, and a beautiful red dress, Shani, was suspended in the black faint building door.
"Master Thyssen." Shani excitedly ran to Froude.
Frode touched Shani, who was rushing into his arms, and his eyes were warm and tender.
Anger sighed and put aside the tedious thoughts in his mind for a while: "When you get together, there is something in the future. Now, I still have something to deal with, Flode, come with me."
Anger did not wake up to sleep in Dulu, but in the face of Shani, opened a very extravagant situation, enveloped him and Froude.
Shanni looked at the fascinating illusion that appeared in front of her eyes. Her expression was slightly resentful, but when she thought of the strength of Angel, she rested again and walked into the broken building one step at a time.
In a very extravagant situation, Angel and Frode are sitting opposite each other on a gorgeous sofa.
There were teacups around the air playing around, and there was a team of soldiers who looked like lively bricks at the feet. One of the wings flashed with colorful radiance, staying on the ear of Anger, flapping the streamer wings.
The sight in front of him is full of fantasy in the eyes of Froude. At first he thought it was a fantasy, but looking at the energetic teacups, building blocks soldiers... he couldn't believe that these were fantasy creations. But what if it is not a fantasy creation?
"Mr. Pat, is this real, or a fantasy?" Froude's curiosity overcame reason and couldn't help but ask.
"Maybe it is a fantasy, maybe it is real."
Anger’s answer was somewhat ambiguous, and Froude heard the fog in the clouds, only thinking that Angel was not willing to say.
However, Froude is misunderstood. Angel himself sometimes thinks about the embarrassing situation, the realm of the world, and the demon objects that correspond to the human beings in the Pate Manor. It is an illusion or a reality.
He is answering Froude's question, but it is also a question of self.
"It doesn't matter where it is, we still say something right." Angel put his posture in a straight line and looked directly at the opposite Frode: "You just saw it, because of some uncontrollable reasons, I will immediately Leaving the apocalyptic continent. Before leaving, I still have something to deal with about you."
"When I was in the sea of ​​purification, I promised you, as long as I got the dream conch, I will let you be free." Angelton paused and whispered: "It is time to comply with the promise."
"From this moment on, you are free."
Froude stunned and looked awkward. Before he died, he had a lofty goal; but after his death, his goal could not be realized anymore, so he was always confused and didn't know what to do in the future.
He sank in Anger's illusion for a while, but as he looked at the books that Angel had turned out, he slowly forgot these pains and began to slowly plan for his future. He began to study a lot of topics that he had not completed before, and he wanted to find his future goals.
However, it is too difficult to set a goal for yourself. By now, he has not found a way forward.
And now, Anger gave him freedom. He didn't know for a moment what he should do in the future, and he didn't speak for a long time on the spot.
"Your expression doesn't look like a happy look, why?" Asked Anger after a silence.
Frode gave a wry smile and said what he wanted in his heart.

Is it lost to the future?
Anger’s fingers gently buckled the table, and meditated for a moment:
I remember that you wrote a lot of questions about winning. You can completely find a flesh and start a new life. Even, once again, the path ahead."
"It is already very difficult to find a body that can fit the soul. I also want to find a body with a natural flesh and a path to the wizard. It is even more difficult. It is more than a needle in a haystack." Frode shook his head.
"Although hey, it is not impossible."
"Even if possible, I have to travel all my life for the rest of my life, just to find the right person. But now I am a soul, all activities need to consume the power of the soul. I have to cultivate the power of the soul while looking for the flesh. Maybe I find that the soul naturally dissipates, and it is impossible to have one day." Froude has no expectations for the re-walking of the Wizard Road.
Anger is silent, Froude is a dead soul, and his strength before birth is very low, destined to be his soul, when he wants to win the extremely difficult, must find the body of the soul fit. Unlike Grecia, it is not only a soul, but also powerful. Even if the body is lost, you can rediscover the flesh and even force the body of others, and you can practice it.
According to Froude's current situation, it is indeed confused. After all, once an extraordinary person, wanting to return to the lives of ordinary people, there will always be some coping.
"Mr. Pat, can I continue to follow you?" Frode silenced for a moment and suddenly asked.
"Why? You are not free by me."
"Mr. Pat has also seen the research topic of Dream Conch combined with fantasy. I want to continue this topic. I think this is a great subject."

Do you think this is your future goal?

"I don't know, but I have a hunch in it. Maybe I can achieve it through it."
Anger looked at Froude deeply: "Do you think that Dream Conch can really be combined with fantasy?"
Frode wants to say a positive answer, but when he speaks, he can't say it.
"My attitude is the same as before, your idea is very good, but I find it difficult to achieve." When Angger said this, he paused a bit: "Beyond the study of the combination of dream and fantasy, I feel that I gave it to you." That book may be helpful."
Angel refers to "Exploring the lucid dream."
A lucid dream is actually to stay awake while dreaming, to have a complete logical consciousness, and a self-subjective behavior.
In the research topic before Froude, there is a point that impresses Anger, that is, through the dream conch, the alchemy is brought into the dream, and then the alchemy experiment is carried out in the dream, without consuming materials, and can not be limited.
This idea can be called "infinite alchemy."
Angel felt this point, very interesting. By studying some of the characteristics of Dream Conch, maybe he is really possible.
However, Froude wants to combine dreams and illusions to promote infinite alchemy. Angell can't see how dreams and illusions are combined, and he thinks of a lucid dream. Maybe, lucid dreams can also achieve the possibility of unlimited alchemy. Therefore, he will illusion the book to Froude.
"Mr. lucid dreams are actually called dreams. This is not a difficult thing for any wizard who studies dreams. I have thought about whether dreams and dreams can be combined, but in the end. Still not." Froude said.
"why?"
"The randomness is too great. Through the dream conch, the non-living body is pulled into the dream, and the position appearing in the dream world is random. Even if I can enter the dream through the dream, it is difficult to find the non-living body that I am pulling in.

"Then why do you think that the dream conch combined with my fantasy can succeed?"
"Because in the illusion of the gentleman, you create the of the world, you can dominate everything in the illusion. If the illusion and the dream conch can really combine, it can also limit the scope and position of the dream conch. As long as the dream conch drags into the dream There will be no random locations, and this mysterious thing is probably even stronger than the strategic mystery!"
Angel sprinkled: "The prospects you paint are beautiful, but the reality is that I have not found a point where dreams and magical energy can be combined."
Frode shook his head: "I had some hesitation before. But I suddenly thought of one thing, maybe my guess is not a hole in the wind."

Why do you say that?

"I once said that the activation of the dream conch can only use the energy of dreams. But before, Mr. Pat succeeded in activating the dream conch, when Neya was next to me, I am not good to ask. Can you tell me now, what do you use? Energy-activated dream conch?"
(End of this chapter)