Chapter 551

However, the risk of flying up is not small. The unknown "demon", a dark place, may be fanned before it gets close.

Therefore, for the sake of safety, he has wrapped the gravity vein around his body when he floats up. In case of danger, you can run away immediately.

Angel slowly floated up cautiously.

But when he reached 100 meters, a strange strong wind roared. He didn't see the situation clearly and was slapped down again.

He spun several times in mid air and finally fixed his body by gravity.

Ignoring the discomfort caused by the energy disorder in his body, angel looked up at the deep fog above his head.

Just now, he saw the shadow again. But like last time, before he even approached, he was fanned down by the hurricane brought by the huge "flesh body".

Is it some kind of external wind defense?

Angel tried again several times, but it was the same every time. The other party seemed to be preventing angel from flying up.

No matter which direction you go, as long as you reach 100 meters, you will be driven down by a hurricane fan. He had fallen from the air several times, but there was still no progress. In such a sticky situation, he finally reluctantly returned to the ground.

Meanwhile, Sanders, who was moving fast in the thick fog, suddenly paused.

He always felt as if he had forgotten to explain something to angel? What is it? Sanders's mind worked quickly. Soon his eyes lit up and looked up at the sky covered by fog.

He remembered that he just told angel that the nightmare boundary area was only thousands of miles, but he didn't tell him that the height was only 100 meters

"Should it be all right? Try it once. After Angel gets a lesson, he shouldn't try again." Sanders insisted that it should be an outdoor course for angel to "eat a cut and learn a lesson"!

However, the fact is that angel is now scarred and the energy in his soul is shaking like falling apart.

If he hadn't met the strange wooden house, he might have only tried once, as Sanders speculated.

But man is not as good as heaven. He was so lucky that the first building he met after entering the nightmare world was this overlapping wooden house.

Since the road of heaven could not go, he had to return to the ground again. Angel reluctantly walked into the fog. After a long time, looking at the wooden house in front of him again, angel only felt cold all over.

This wooden house, like a lingering nightmare, stands in the depths of evil thoughts.

Angel hesitated for a moment. His heart wanted to turn and escape from here, but reason told him that if he wanted to leave the world like a circle, he had to face the wooden house.

Take a deep breath.

Angel straightened his back, straightened his slightly wrinkled gentleman's clothes, pressed down his dark tall hat, and calmly walked to the wooden house. It seems that for angel, this noble gesture engraved into the bone marrow is like a sacred ceremony, which can dispel the uneasiness in his heart.

The song finger knocks at the door, and the crisp knock sounds. However, no one answered.

Then he opened the door. The scene inside the door was the same as before. Angel didn't check it and stood directly in front of the oil painting.

As he thought, the perspective of oil painting has taken a step further. Like someone in the picture, walking step by step towards the castle bathed in the full moon with angel's watching.

Turning away, angel walked back into the fog.

This time, he didn't intend to shrink back. He wanted to see what the painting ultimately wanted to explain, or what the end of the painting would be?

Angel is convinced that the painting must have an ending, and when it ends, it may be when its tusks are exposed.

Enter again and again, exit again and again.

Angel could not even judge whether he went into the same cabin or a different cabin, because the trace numbers he left inside would disappear the next time he entered the cabin.

When Angel entered the wooden house for the 29th time, the scene in the oil painting finally came to the gate of the castle.

At this time, angel found that the castle was very prosperous from a distance, but it looked like decline and depression from a close look. The rivets on the wooden door have fallen off, and the corners are covered with spider webs. Even the flying flags, window curtains and so on... Are broken.

But this kind of dilapidation is not the dilapidation of force majeure that experienced war, but

A castle eroded by the power of time and naturally decayed.

"So the next time I see you, should your fangs show up?" Angel whispered.

With everything ready, angel pushed open the door of the wooden house for the 30th time.

There was still no change inside. Angel looked at the oil painting with confusion and vigilance.

The perspective in oil painting is no longer closer, but there is an angle change!

The door Angel thought would open was still closed this time. The change of perspective does not extend to the gate, but "he" raises his head and the perspective slightly becomes higher.

The last tusk, no longer behind the door, is "above"?

Angel looked puzzled and left the cabin again. Thirty first, thirty second... When Angel stood in front of the picture for the thirty fourth time.

His pupils contracted suddenly.

The message that the picture wants to express finally appears this time!

The perspective in the painting, since looking up, does not look at the sky, but looks at the window on the second floor of the castle. The window had ragged red curtains, flying in the wind.

The perspective slowly approached, approached... Finally, I saw the inside of the window.

Inside the window is an ordinary girl's boudoir, but the perspective is fixed here, and the fixed object is a painting on the wall of the boudoir.

Another picture appears.

When angel saw that the angle of view was fixed on the painting, he thought there would be a repeated nightmare, just as Jon told when he was a child, "there is a temple on the mountain, there is a monk telling a story, and the story is a temple on the mountain..."

Constantly repeating the perspective in the painting, endless.

But he guessed wrong.

When he saw the picture for the thirty fourth time, he saw the content of the picture.

It was a typical portrait of an aristocrat, showing a blonde girl with a beautiful smile.

"This is the clue of this painting? But what do you want to express?" Angel pondered for a moment and left the cabin again.

When standing in front of the painting for the 35th time, angel found that the painting in the painting had changed again, from a blonde girl to a middle-aged lady with a suspended crystal ball in her hand.

The middle-aged lady was very similar to the blonde in both hair color and face.

Like, the same person's youth and middle age.

The suspended crystal ball is indicating the identity of a middle-aged lady. She should be a wizard... At this time, angel suddenly felt a little touched.

The town shrouded in fog is called witch town in reality.

Sanders did not explain why it was called witch Town, but according to angel's guess, there may have been witches in this town. The middle-aged lady in front of this painting is a witch.

Can we say that the woman in the painting is the source of witch town?

But why didn't Sanders mention her, or even the strange wooden house?

With doubts, angel stood in front of the picture for the 36th time.

This time, when Angel stood in front of the picture, there was finally a disharmony in the picture.

The original middle-aged lady turned into a strange old woman with loose and terrible skin and wrinkles like haggard gullies. Her hair was dry and abnormal, and a touch of gold could be seen faintly.

Wearing a wrinkled navy blue cloak, she stared at the person outside the painting - angel with horror in her eyes.

Angel was taken a few steps back by the stare.

At this time, a sudden change occurred!

The strange old witch in the picture suddenly came to life, climbed out of the picture and stood in the girl's boudoir.

Then she turned sideways and smiled coldly at angel.

She slowly mobilized the green light in her hand, and a green space door appeared in the girl's boudoir. At the same time, a green space door also appeared in the painting in front of angel.

Angel can see that behind the space door, standing is the old witch!

It can't be seen in the painting that when the space door suddenly appears, the breath of the old witch is kept secret, just like a sea surging up with a wave of terror. The strong pressure penetrates out of the space door and covers angel.

Angel could feel the strong malice.

She'll kill him!

The breath from the space door alone is comparable to the kind of pressure Isabella gave angel!

This is still the space door blocking most of the breath. It's hard to imagine how terrible it will be when she gets out of the space door!

At least at Sanders' level!

When the old witch began to act, angel was ready, turned and ran out.

At present, he is in a state of soul, and with the help of gravity vein, he can resist the terrorist threat of the old witch for the time being; But if she gets out of the space door, it's hard to say.

The only thing angel can do now is escape.

"You... Can't escape. This is... My field." A hoarse, ugly voice came into angel's ear.

Angel ignored and continued to flee.

But when Angel ran out with his back to the space door, he suddenly heard a suspicious "eh".

Angel estimated that the old witch was playing tricks, so she didn't look back at all. She rushed out of the wooden house like a phantom and plunged into the fog.

In the wooden house, there was no movement for a long time.

The space door on the painting didn't disappear, but the old witch in the girl's boudoir didn't get out, but frowned and looked unwilling.

She sealed herself in the memory of the past. I don't know how long, she sank forever in the boundless cliffs.

Finally, I waited for a nightmare catcher.

But why, has it been marked?

She saw... A green grain growing on the back of the nightmare catcher. 8)

(Panax notoginseng Chinese ET)