Chapter 1060

"Last time I felt a flash of fire here, and I don't know if it's an illusion. Young master grewood, let's go in and have a look?"

Grewood hesitated for a moment and nodded. He didn't feel much here before, but now he came to the prey hall again, but he had an inexplicable feeling... Grewood felt that his flame seemed to jump more than before, as if he was looking forward to something.

With this strange feeling, grewood and tandin walked into the prey hall.

Through the cold black-and-white grid floor, the candle is dim and yellow. Grewood even felt a cold and frightening draught, which made the flame on him go out like an afterfire.

Tandin frowned. The atmosphere of the game hall was too empty and cold. It didn't look like the environment that would make a fire.

It was clearly proposed by tandin himself to come here, but at this time, he couldn't help asking himself: is there really fire here?

On the contrary, at the beginning, he firmly said that there was no fire here. Grewood's big round eyes turned into an inverted triangle because of his tight frown. He muttered repeatedly, "here, it's strange."

It has a premonition that there may be the source of fire that olucia is looking for.

But as the last descendant of the fire pattern family, grewood couldn't feel the smell of the source fire at all, as if his inner hunch was just a joke.

"Is anyone there?" Tandin's voice reached the empty hall, and no one answered except his own echo.

"Go to the inner court." Grewood leaned to listen and faintly heard a whisper from the direction of inner court.

The more he walked in, the more obvious the buzzing sound was. It was like countless people talking in his ears, like crazy cries, like desperate whispers, and like vicious curses.

Grewood trembled and suddenly dared not move forward.

"Young master, what's the matter?" Tandin saw that it was grewood who suggested moving forward. Why did he stop now.

"Didn't you hear?" Grewood was like a sieve, shaking uncontrollably. The flames fell to the ground, hissing, and the white smoke was completely annihilated: "can't you hear those voices?"

"What sound?" Tandin said solemnly, "young master, I didn't hear any sound. If you think it's different, why don't we quit first?"

Grewood shook his head, but did not say a word. He continued to walk forward tremblingly, but his steps were much smaller.

If angel were here, he would probably sigh: I didn't expect that the bear child was also afraid.

Seeing that his young master didn't want to retreat, tandin hesitated for a moment and followed him.

Along the way, grewood was troubled by those sad, desperate or crazy whispers. Before he took every step, he felt that a terrible nightmare might appear in front of him with a ferocious smile. However, it was still calm until they came to the inner court exhibition hall.

Standing at the door of the exhibition hall, tandin asked, "master grewood, are you all right?"

Grewood stared at the dark door of the exhibition hall. He could feel that the whispers wandering in his ears came from the inside.

"Let's go in." Grewood ignored the concerns in the eyes of steward tandin and walked into the exhibition hall.

The prey specimens in the exhibition hall can't scare the young fire devil.

When steward tandin looked around the exhibition hall to see if there was anything strange, grewu walked alone to a painting and stood with his tail on the ground. Grewu tried his best to top his body up until he looked at the burning flame in the painting.

Grewood looked at the flame and somehow felt strange familiarity.

After confirming that there was no danger in the exhibition hall, tandin came to griwu's side. When he stood next to griwu, he suddenly found that griwu had a layer of steam fog in his eyes and was staring at the pictures on the wall without blinking.

Tandin didn't see anything special about the painting.

It carefully observed that this painting is a very ordinary painting, only the flame in the dark background is very realistic.

"Young master, there's a door next to it. Shall we go and have a look?"

Grewood did not answer tandin, but pointed to the flame in the painting: "whispers come from the flame..."

With sadness, it's like the flame is burying some special thoughts.

Tandin stared at the flame and still didn't hear any sound or anything different. It hesitated, stretched out its dark hand with the light of embers and touched the flame in the painting.

Hiss——

When the white smoke started, tandin suddenly retracted his finger.

As a fire demon, tandin felt a burning sensation when his fingers touched the picture?! A fire demon was burned by fire. If you tell it to any demon, it will be laughed at.

But this is the case.

While tandin was wondering, grewood suddenly shouted, "the picture has changed!"

Tandin raised his head, but saw that the flame in the darkness suddenly began to increase across the center of the picture. In a short time, the flame in the center completely covered the darkness. The darkness in the original picture accounted for more than 80%. Now, the flame shows signs of resistance by the chamber.

"Why is there suddenly more fire in the painting?"

While tandin was still wondering, grewood suddenly said in an excited voice: "I feel the smell of active fire, right in this painting!"

Grewood's words stunned tandin. They have been looking for the source of fire in the painting?

When tandin was still wondering what was going on with the painting, the picture changed again. He saw a ripple suddenly appear in the center of the painting, where the flame was burning most.

With the appearance of the ripples, the flames on grewood seemed to feel what frequency, and images penetrated into grewood's mind.

These images are all flames, or flames in the night in the picture. However, it is not a simple flame. There are different objects burning in the flame. There are aborigines who have just given birth and are still breathing in bed, half blood demons with dog legs, bitter Mo beasts domesticated by aborigines, tree demons in the abyss, and demons from the fire

These lives were burned by fire, and they issued sad cries and sad melodies.

Grewood suddenly understood that the whisper he had been hearing before might be the last sound of these burned creatures.

Now, when grewood looked at the picture on the wall, he no longer simply felt that it was just darkness and flame.

Hidden in this picture, there are more information, but they are buried by the night and burned by the fire.

The ripples still expand on the picture, like stones thrown into a calm lake, setting off circles of ripples. When the ripples completely spread to the whole painting, a tall figure suddenly emerged slowly from the flame in the center of the picture.

When he saw the figure, tandin immediately pulled grewood behind him and looked at the other side with a wary face——

That leisurely half blood demon coming out of the painting.

The fire was burning, and the lines on his face were ferocious and twisted, but his expression was cold and quiet.

Obviously, he's just a half blood demon, but tandin feels inexplicably afraid. He's a pure blood demon, and he feels afraid of hybrids?! It's unbelievable.

When tandin was alert, the half blood devil opposite seemed to finally focus on them.

"I thought it would be him." The half blood devil lowered his eyebrows and murmured in a voice close to nonsense: "it's two pawns."

Tandin: "listen to you, you know we're coming? Who are you?"

When tandin asked, the young fire demon grewu suddenly came out from the other side. He stared at the half blood demon opposite carefully with wide eyes and said for a long time: "the breath of source fire is on him, but... It doesn't seem to have completely awakened."

Grewood's words stunned tandin. Yuanhuo was born on a half blood demon, which has never happened in history.

"How is that possible?" Tandin murmured, "why does the source fire appear on the half blood demon?"

On the other side, the young fire devil didn't tangle with half blood and pure blood, but wanted to complete the task early. First, he talked to the half blood devil in the painting, "my name is grewu, and I came to find the source of fire on behalf of Lord olucia."

The half blood devil looked down at the fireball in the air and said coldly, "I'm the owner here, night."

……

When the young fire devil meets the night, angel is immersed in the thinking space and building the model of the door.

Finally, when a new grain was successfully carried on the model, angel breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, the wind bell in the yard suddenly rang.

Angel stretched out, looked at Toby's situation in the bracelet, and sensed the soft worm's nest with mental force. He determined that the weaver ant and the soft worm still maintained an equal balance, so he went down from the attic.

As soon as I came downstairs, I saw Canaan in the yard, covering the corpses of a lot of demons with a water film.

Seeing angel coming downstairs, Canaan looked back and said in a puzzled voice, "shopkeeper, I bought the remains of these demons according to your instructions, but... What's the use? It's not delicious."

Angel smiled and said, "it's useless to you, but it's of great use to me."

Before, angel was still thinking about making more devil gold coins and purchasing a batch of materials unique to the abyss while staying here for a few days.

He asked Canaan if he had bought pipes made of special materials. Canaan's answer was no, so Angel expected the nightclub owner to help him buy them.

However, what he didn't expect was that when he received a new group of guests in the morning, there was a blood eye from the dark ocean deep vortex. Naga didn't pay the bill with devil gold coins, but took out the remains of a sea demon to pay the debt.

At that time, Canaan looked disgusted and said that it could not be sold.

But when angel saw it, he nodded without hesitation and agreed to the deal.

Because Angel found that the corpse of the hollowed out marine demon was actually a wizard level demon!

Although the most useful material was taken away by bloody eye nagana, the remaining bones, blood, skin membrane and so on remained in it.

These are nothing to the devil with rough skin and thick meat, and they can't be sold at a price.

But for wizards, these things are valuable!