Chapter 412: One eye

Chapter 412
In addition to the sense of delay, Felicia also felt a dangerous sign that her scalp was numb.
But Felicia is not afraid of anti-happiness. As a formal wizard, is she still suffering from less danger? For her, any big danger represents a big chance.
Even if it is dangerous, what kind of threat can an ordinary wizard apprentice bring?
Felicia's illusion of the butterfly of the soul, constantly fanning out the colorless scales on Angel's soul, these scales fall on the surface of his soul.
This scale powder is actually the purest power of the soul. It does not harm the soul of Anger, but it can increase the activity. But she is part of Felicia after all, so she can observe all the changes in the soul of Angel's soul.
Last time, when studying his soul, Nice was restrained by Saunders, so Nice can only observe the changes of the soul from the far-sightedness; this time, Felicia is not a soul wizard, she can only The means of checking the soul is to go deep into the soul.
When the scales were scattered into the body of Angel, Felicia kept feeling the feedback.
After a long while, her brow suddenly wrinkled.
How do you feel that there is a strange vein in Angel's soul, which seems to be the context of the law? Is this what Isabel said about his soul-specific reasons? Felicia was waiting to deepen her exploration. Suddenly, another new message came from the scales.
The power of a very pure soul is slowly blending into the soul of Angel.
Felicia put her gaze on the other side, she saw a wound, the wound on the back of Angel's soul. It looks like an ordinary scratch.
There is a subtlety in this scratch, but the power of the very pure soul is flowing from the wound and is added to the soul of Angel.
It stands to reason that there is a wound in the soul, and it is already lucky to not leak the power of the soul. This wound not only has no leakage, but also continues to replenish the soul. According to Felicia's observation, the power of the soul that flows out is extremely high, although the amount of inflow is invisible.
What is this wound? Not only does it not leak, but also inflow?
If it is a continuous uninterrupted rogue, it is getting older, and after a thousand years, the power of the soul that flows out of this wound is enough to push Angel's soul to the top.
Felicia raised curiosity and silently observed the wound. The wound looks really ordinary, but on the soul, it is a bit puzzling. The wound of the soul, unless it is caused by special injuries, other injuries are reversible, and ordinary wounds, as long as the soul returns to the land of the soul, will spontaneously heal as time flows.
According to visual inspection, this wound should be an ordinary injury. But why are there no signs of healing?
Not only are there no signs of healing, but where are the forces of pure souls that are inexplicable?
"Do you know that there is a wound on the back of your soul?" Felicia asked.
Anger was silent for a while, and his heart sighed slightly: "Know."
"What kind of wound is this? How is it caused?" Felicia continued to ask.
"I also want to know what the wound is, but no one can answer me, including my mentor. As for the adults who asked who caused it..."
In the mind of Anger, the woman’s face flashed, and the emotion suddenly began to rise and fall. He forcibly suppressed the tumbling of his heart and said quietly: "A woman with a line on her face, the wound she left for me."
Felicia can feel it, and Angel’s words didn’t lie. But the woman with the line on her face? Felicia thought for a long time and couldn't think of who it was.
Felicia tried to get in touch with the wound.
But at this moment, Anger had a wave of ups and downs: "Fillisia, it is best not to touch the wound, the woman may perceive it."
"Is it perceived? Then what?" Felicia said with disdain, faintly said: "You don't want to know who she is? I will help you to see."
As the wound was touched, Anger was silent.
After a while, a familiar itching sensation came from the back wound.
With the appearance of itching, a scream screamed through the hall of the Black Castle and penetrated directly into the land of the soul.
This scream was called out from the mouth of Felicia.
At the same time, Grecia, who was sitting opposite Felicia, was shocked by this scream. She looked up and looked at Felicia with a puzzled look: "Sister, how are you..."
The tender voice just said half, suddenly the tone turned, changing into a fascinating mature voice: "No, what happened to Felicia?!"
Not only did the sound line change, but the eyes became sharper. Obviously, the real "King Kong Barbie" Grecia appeared.
Felicia is still screaming. Her eyes are full of fear and helplessness. She grabs Angel and screams, but she can't speak.
In the eyes of Grecia, with doubts and anxieties, a model of the hand-drawing method followed, examining the current state of Felicia.
But Felicia had a strong energy flash around her body and couldn't detect anything at all.
Grecia looked at Angel, and Angel closed her eyes. Her face was calm and calm, and she seemed to be resting. But Grecia saw it at a glance, and Angel's consciousness was not in the flesh. Her eyes were on the table and placed a glass of liquid with only the bottom liquid.
Grecia's nose sniffed and her brow wrinkled: "Dark butterfly dance?"
Her eyes turned, recalling the current state of Angel, she almost instantaneously derived a fact. Felicia unilaterally ran to detect Angel's soul, which may have caused an accident.
But what is the accident of Angel's soul, the soul of an apprentice will make the official wizards hit the iron plate? This is almost impossible unless Saunders sets some traps in the soul of Anger?
If it is just a trap, she should be able to deal with her previous abilities. She is, after all, a wizard on the road to true knowledge. But she now has only one touch of soul. It is not a simple matter to save Felicia.
Suddenly, Grecia found Felicia's fingers, buckled on the table, and the nails showed a pattern of different lengths.
"This is..." Grecia looked at the length of the finger marks and immediately concluded that this was a secret message that Felicia wanted to convey.
Using the unique secret language formula of the candy house, I got two words: "引引,魂."
After thinking about it, Grecia decided to follow the words of Felicia, and suddenly there was a bunch of strange ingredients in her hand.
"Preparation, black mud trapping soup."
The effect of Black Mud Soul Soup is similar to that of Enchanting Grass. It can seduce the soul from the land of the soul. It is a soup created by Grecia.
As the brilliance flashed, a black water polo slowly floated in front of her.
Grecia kept breathing, and her strength is too low now. She can't formulate this soup with her physical ability. She consumes the power of the soul.
However, the effect of the black mud trapping soup did not have much use for Felicia, she was still screaming.
At this time, Felicia suddenly ignited a vein of blood, oozing blood in the corners of the mouth, and spurred a period of waking time at the cost of consuming the foundation: "Tempt, soul, soup, give, he!"
Almost gnashing teeth and speaking.
When Grecia listened, she did not hesitate to put the black mud trapping soup on the tip of Angel's nose.
The black smoke was sniffed into the nose by Anger. As soon as it entered the body, the black gas suddenly disappeared, as if it had drifted into another dimension.
As the black gas disappeared, the outside of the Black Castle suddenly flashed a thunder.
The soul of Anger, slowly being carried by the black air, seems to float out of the land of the soul.
As Angel's soul left the soul grassland, on the other side, Felicia finally stopped calling, opened her eyes, and bloodshot eyes filled her eyes.
"Felicia, what the is going on?" Grecia saw Felicia finally get out of trouble, and quickly asked.
Felicia gasped and looked at Anger with horror: "It's him, his soul..."
"What happened to his soul? Is there a trap?" Grecia hated: "I have said not to provoke Angel, why don't you listen!"
Felicia swallowed a sip: "His soul was marked by a horrible power. I was discovered by her. She just glanced at me and my consciousness began to collapse."
"From the consciousness hidden in him, I even connected directly to my main consciousness according to the figure. My soul was almost dragged out of the body. It was really terrifying, only one look, she only looked at me!"
Felicia kept exhaling.

She?
Grecia noticed Felicia’s use of words, which seemed to refer not to men:
Is not the Lord of the Devil?

Felicia snorted. "Is he really a disciple of the magic?"
"You still don't know?" Grecia nodded. "He is indeed an apprentice to Sanders."
Felicia shook her head: "I didn't see the Lord of the Magic, another unknown woman. I didn't see what she looked like, but her face was stitched with lines..."
Sewing the line? Grecia suddenly caught her eyes and flashed a picture in her mind.
"Is it wearing a crown, a thick red hair, and a dense needle on the face?" Grecia asked.
Felicia hesitated for a moment: "It seems like this. But I am not sure, you know her?"
Grecia held her head in her hands and kept shaking: "I don't know, I just flashed a picture in my mind. I seem to have seen her portrait, but I have seen it, I can't remember it. You know, my memory has lost a lot... but that picture gives me a very uncomfortable feeling, that feeling... called fear."
Felicia and Grecia are all silent.
Grecia just remembered a portrait and she felt the fear.
Felicia was glanced at the whole person, who realized that the soul was almost collapsed.
Who is this person?
How can we have such a powerful force, is it legendary? But where is the legendary strongman from the South?
Grecia remembered the great existence, he was also a legend, but he did not seem to deter to such a point.
Just as the two thought about it, the lightning outside the black castle was wave after wave, and the thunder was booming, which seemed to have signs of rain.
The curtains in the hall were not pulled up, and the white light of the lightning flashed. This was originally a normal state of the Black Castle, but at this time, it suddenly increased a little.
Jingle -
Angel's body suddenly leaned back and fell on the chair, while a hand stretched out from his chest.
(End of this chapter)