Chapter 2647: Wonderful encounter

  Chapter 2647 Wonderful encounter
  Angel didn't say anything, just stared at Sisia quietly.
  Sisia was seen a little hairy, and it always felt that Angel seemed to have guessed her mind.
After all, it was because of her sudden change of mind. Sisiah was too embarrassed to say anything, so she turned her head and didn’t look at Angel:
If you don’t want to know anything, then I’ll take a break...
Or say, Slightly calm down the sudden timidity.
  As Sisia's voice fell, the dark mists all over the palace slowly gathered, as if to completely surround Sisia on the throne.
   Just when Sisia's figure was about to sink into the darkness, Angel said: "Then talk about treasures?"
   "Treasure?" Sisia stopped controlling the black mist, hesitated for a moment before looking at Angel:
   "You mean these treasures?"
  Sisia gently waved her hand, and four objects appeared in front of her
  Black and faint crystal ball, kraft paper that is still crumpled with stitched corners, rattan staff with a faint light, and a blue-grey slate without any decoration.
  These four treasures are the tolls that his companion paid to Sisia.
   "Yes, just talk about these." Angleton paused: "Of course, you want to talk about the more meaningful and special treasures in your collection, and it's okay."
   Sisiah said vigilantly: "If you want to talk about the treasures I have collected, you can. You have to trade with me with other treasures first. If it belongs to you, I will talk about it."
   "Then talk about these four treasures, would you ask me to trade with you first, right?"
   "It's not necessary, but..." Sisia looked suspiciously at Angel: "You don't seem to know your teammates that much?"
  "What you call treasures lies in their meanings. These meanings are hidden in the most secret corners of everyone's heart. Even if they are familiar with them, even relatives, they don’t necessarily understand the meaning of treasures."
After saying the above, Angel said in a natural tone: "However, you are right, I really don’t know my teammates too well. I came here as a temporary team, the most familiar person. Get along for no more than half a month."
   Sisiah: "...Then you just said a lot of nonsense."
  Angel: "I'm just in positive logic."
  Sisia squinted his eyes: "Are you sure you want to correct the logic with the former prophecy wizard? I lost my ability to predict because of the transformation, but some of the touch of the heart has not disappeared."
  Angel: "...You said you used to be a prophetic wizard, so I won't talk nonsense."
  There is no logic at all in prophesying the wizard's words. Gods are chattering and thinking jumps. What is said now may only happen days or months later. This has gross logic.
  "You don't respect the elders yourself, and you like to talk back, but you blame me?" Sisia was speechless.
  Angel was silent about this, but his eyes sparkled. Sisiah looked at this familiar look, and almost made up the sentence in her mind-"After all, I'm not twenty years old."
  Sisia hurriedly waved his hand: "Forget it, I don't bother to care about it with you. However, you and unfamiliar people still dare to explore the ruins together. You are very courageous."
   "Everyone wants different things, but their goals are roughly the same. They are all in the depths of the underground waterway." Angel: "As long as there is an oath bound, there will be no major problems."
  The most important thing is that Angel has his own cards.
   "What's more, the underground waterway is currently not a major relic in the wizarding world, at least outsiders think it is not dangerous."
  Sisia: "This is true. With your team, as long as you don't die by yourself, wake up those sleeping old guys, or take the initiative to go to places that shouldn't be, then the danger here is really not big."
   After a pause, Sisia asked: "Speaking of which, do you want me to evaluate your teammates or these treasures?"
  Angel: "It doesn't matter, you don't need to worry about it, just say what you think... After all, you are already very tired, and if you bother, Popota will have to wait longer."
  Angel’s tone was serious, but Sisia just felt ridiculed.
  This man’s temper is like this... He is only twenty years old, young and vigorous... Hold it back... I was once a big person anyhow, I can’t care about, can’t care about...
  Sixia kept lingering similar voices in her heart. Although her chest was suffocated, her expression had to be indifferent.
   "Although you don't spend much time with your teammates, I believe you know your teammates better than I do. So, let's talk about these treasures." Sisia: "Which one do you want to talk about first?"
  Angel: "You can, whatever you want."
  Angel's indifferent attitude, in Sisia's eyes, is still alluding to her wasting time and not daring to face her people...It is really a bit irritating.
  However, Sisia was misunderstood. In fact, Angel knew all about these treasures. What he really wanted to know was the situation of the Black Earl. But he didn't want to be noticed by Sisia, so he simply said "whatever", one by one, it would always be the turn of Earl Black.
  Unidentified Sisiah gritted her teeth secretly and forced a smile: "Then in the order of priority, I will start with the crystal ball."
  Sisia hovered the dark crystal ball above her palm, and her eyes rarely showed appreciation.
  "In my opinion, this crystal ball is more interesting than your two gold coins."
  "It seems to be contaminated with a lot of the breath of death, but this breath of death is not the real breath of death. You will die without death, and live toward death." Sisia: "Do you know what this means?"
   "Change your life," Angel tentatively said.
   Sisiah chuckled: "This word is too big to change this day, nor can it change your life. It's just that I gently moved the chord of destiny, and the worst result collapsed."
   Sisiah pointed out Vay’s ability in one sentence: "The smell of death".
  Way’s Noah’s divination shop is nicknamed "Death divination shop", but the people who come to his divination shop are people who don’t want to die. They knew that perhaps the choice ahead might have a risk of death, so they came to Wye to avoid the risk.
  So, what Sisiah said is right. This is actually that Vaye used his own ability to pluck the "string of fate", which turned the result of death.
   "What's the point of this?" Ingres asked.
  Sisia: "It means that the bad results are only on the surface, hidden inside, but they are actually full of vitality."
  After finishing speaking with Sisiah, he gently squeezed the crystal ball. Under the gloomy luster, Angel seemed to see a faint purple light.
"Life and death are reversed, and the strings of life are overturned. Even if you don’t look at the meaning of this crystal ball, it can be regarded as a very good transcendent thing. If the dead person wears it by his side, through the death disguised on the surface, perhaps Can use this to escape death."
  Sisia’s last emotion, it was Angel’s heartbeat that speeded up.
  Angel thought of Jon.
  If Jon is surrounded by a crystal ball that seems to have a strong breath of death, but is actually full of vitality inside, can he escape the mortal catastrophe?
  Thinking about this, Angel couldn't help but ask: "Miss Sisia, are you sure this crystal ball can make the dying person avoid death?"
Sisiah glanced at Angel: "It can be, but its upper limit is not high. It can be used by ordinary people or middle and low-level apprentices. No matter how strong it is, there is no value...Why? Do you want to protect? man of?"
  Angel: "Yes, an ordinary person from another world."
Angel doesn’t care about exposing the origin of Jon’s "other world", because when the wizard hears this, he will never think that Jon may come from another universe; to say that he is an ordinary person is just a general term, like Like the Abyssal Man, he would not really regard Jon as a "human being", so Angel didn't do anything to hide it.
  The knowledge of Sisia is obviously very rich. Hearing Angel's words, he immediately understood: "The erosion of the will of the world?"
  Angel nodded.
  Sisia: "Which step is the erosion? If it is just the beginning, find a way to make him possess extraordinary qualities and embark on a path of extraordinaryness, so that he can avoid erosion to a certain extent."
  Angel: "...Checkmate, at present it can only be frozen in ice."
   Sisiah frowned: "It's all this far? Since you want to protect him, didn't you do anything before?"
  Angel: "He was my enlightenment mentor and grew up together since childhood. When he was already skinny, I met a guide who passed by. At that time, my age..."
When he heard that Angel was about to talk about the age issue, Sisia hurriedly stopped: "I understand, you don't need to continue talking. It's just that you met him very early, when you were an ordinary person, so you didn't know what happened. I don’t know how to save it, right?"
  Angel nodded: "Now, is this crystal ball still useful to him?"
Sisia thought for a moment: "It should be of no use. At first, when he didn't have the twilightness in his body, it might be useful to carry this. But now his lifelessness has penetrated into his bones, and what he is fighting against is the will of the world. The upper limit of the crystal ball is no longer useful to him."
  Although he had anticipated something, Angel still looked a little lost when he heard Sisia’s answer.
  "Do you still want to hear about the crystal ball? Or do you want to hear about the crystal ball users?"
  Angel suppressed the sadness in his heart and returned to peace again: "Miss Sisia, please feel free to say it."
Sisia: "There is nothing to say about the meaning of the crystal ball. But the user of the crystal ball is a bit interesting. I can feel that he is not willing to bear the crystal ball, but he is happy to give up the crystal ball; he is afraid. I am proud of my own abilities."
  Angel: "I know this clearly. His abilities are inherited from the blood of Earl Black, and Earl Black is the real body of the nose embedded in the stone slab."
  "He is also from the Noah clan?"
Angel nodded: "Yes, almost all the abilities in the blood of Black Earl have been passed on to different descendants, and Earl Black has made countless clones around these descendants, saying it is protection, but it is inevitable that the descendants will be protected. Random thinking."
   Sisiah: "In my experience, in the wizarding world, this kind of sound is abnormal on the surface, but generally speaking, there is no abnormality. No abnormality, but there may be an abnormality."
   "On the contrary, ordinary families, this level of abnormality, it is reasonable to think about conspiracy theories."
  Angel: "Miss Sisia thinks that Earl Black has no malice towards the descendants?"
  Sisia: "Earl Black must have a plan to pass on his bloodline ability to his descendants. But it is not malicious, which is difficult to say."
  When talking about this, Sisia suddenly thought of something, and took out the crystal ball again: "His ability comes from Earl Black?"
  Angel nodded: "This ability is called the sense of death, and it is inherited from Earl Black. It is also related to the sense of smell, so it is the nose of Earl Black that is next to Wye."
   Sisia: "So..."
Sisia held his cheeks, thought for a moment, and said to Angel: "This crystal ball is of no use to the alien life you want to save. But if Black Earl also has the ability to smell of death, and he can also cast it. The medium of ability, such as a similar crystal ball. Maybe his'crystal ball' can be useful to the alien being in your mouth."
  "However, this is just my guess. Your enlightenment teacher is already in a state of freezing before his death. Even with the ‘crystal ball’ of Earl Black, he may not be able to really come back to life."
  Sicia’s remarks were like giving Anger a shot of chicken blood. Angel, who had not held up his expectations, ignited his enthusiasm at this time: "Even if it can't be cured completely, there should be no harm, right?"
   Sisiah nodded: "If you are unharmed, even if it is fake death, it will have an impact. But for those who are depressed, even if there is no benefit, there is no need to worry about harm."
   After confirming that there is no harm, Angel solemnly saluted Sisia: "Thank you for your notice."
   Sisiah: "Originally I thought you didn't know what etiquette is, but it seems that you still understand it."
   Sisiah's tone was ridiculous, but Angel did not reply again at this time. Although he himself felt that what he said was sincere, it seemed that Sisia would always feel that he was raising the bar, so silence would be fine.
"There's nothing more to say about this crystal ball, let's talk about the next thing." Sisiah gently tossed the crystal ball into the dark mist. At the same time, a crumpled leather paper floated down from the sky. It fell on Sisiah's hands.
  Sisia: "This paper...what should I say?"
   "A small accident made an ordinary person's extraordinary way. But because of this small accident, he was wasted for decades."
   "As far as I am going to evaluate, there is only one word: silly."
  Angel said silently in his heart: It seems that you have already commented on Kael.
  "This piece of paper carries Kael's obsession. Apart from obsession, this piece of paper should be of little value, right?"
   Sisiah: "That's right. However, I have sensed something about the original owner. It's very interesting. Would you like to hear it?"
  "The original owner of the leather paper? Who is it?" Angel asked subconsciously, but he regretted it as soon as he asked.
Before he could take his words back, Sisiah gave Anger a blank look: "How do I know who it is? I can only perceive the meaning on the leather paper, and a little memory and emotion, but can't directly see it. The past."
   "What's more, this leather paper has a history of several hundred years. Do you think I will know people who will be born ten thousand years later?"
  Angel: My IQ is offline...No, my mouth is faster than thinking.
   "Ahem, let's talk about the original owner?" Angel turned to the subject a bit bluntly.
"I think that'silly' will be given to you as well." After a grunt, Sisiah began to talk about the topic: "Before talking about the original owner, I want to ask first, the formula on the leather paper is the space system. Energy formula?"
  Angel nodded: "It's a variant of Bazel's biphasic formula."
  "Bazil's biphasic formula?" Old Antique, ten thousand years ago, looked dazed.
  Angel simply used illusions to simulate the original form of a row of Bazel's biphasic formula: "This is the original form. It is the formula created by the twisted wizard Bazel a thousand years ago..."
  Angel said that the saliva flew wildly, but Sisiah was full of confusion. She used to be a wizard of the prophecy department and knew very little about the space department. What's more, the space knowledge has been developed for so many years. All the stereotypes are being overthrown or innovated. It is strange that Sisia can understand it.
   After a long while, Angel stopped, and Sisia was weak and asked: "Do you also have research on the space department?"
  Angel: "Slightly researched."
   "...okay." Sisia tried to endure the depression in her heart, and praised: "I didn't expect you to be young, but you know a lot..."
  Angel: "It's all the credit of the pioneers, I just pick up people's teeth."
  Sisia was afraid that Anger would say "I am less than twenty, I need to work harder Barabara...", and quickly turned the topic to the right track.
   "The reason why I asked you whether the formula on the leather paper is the energy formula of the space system is because the original owner of this leather paper is not from the space system." Sisia: "The original owner is a wizard of the food system."
  "Gourmet wizard?" Angel only heard Kael say that what he found was the remains of a white wizard. Didn’t expect this white wizard to be a wizard of cuisine?
  Speaking of which, are there any dark wizards among the food wizards? If in the Northern Territory wizarding world where there is a tradition of "tributing to the devil", then there is a possibility of black wizards of the cuisine department, but in the Southern Territories, almost all of them are white wizards.
  "A food wizard, what does Bazel's two-phase stereotypes do? Curiosity is the cause?" Angel wondered.
"If it's curiosity, then this story is not interesting." Sisia: "The gourmet wizard ate some kind of hallucinogenic food, and then suddenly got inspired, swelled, and felt that he was not Knowing everything is omnipotent, so I picked up a book at hand and started to derive the formula inside."
  Angel: "Then what?"
   Sisiah: "The illusion disappeared the next day. He saw the changes he had deduced. He thought of all the last night, but felt embarrassed, so he stuffed it into a book casually, not seeing and not bothering him."
  "Later, the food wizard left, and forgot the book, and even the leather paper. Later, it was the story of your teammate Kael."
  Angel, who listened to the entire story, did not appear on the surface, but was full of misunderstanding in his heart.
  Unexpectedly, behind Kael’s leather, there is such an unexpected story of dog blood.
  If Kael knew that he had studied transforming for decades, he was just a silly graffiti of a food junkie, he would probably vomit blood on the spot...
  However, even though Kael has done decades of useless work, at least he has embarked on the road of wizarding, and with the help of this variant, he has learned all kinds of knowledge of the space department.
  From this point of view, the food wizard also has credit.
  Hundreds of years ago, the addict fantasies created a successor to the space department hundreds of years later.
how to say? This can be considered a wonderful encounter.
  (End of this chapter)