"Lion Princess is dead?!" Devildare was furious. Lion Princess was a real wizard, one of the six great wizards from Waterward Lions. How could she die for no reason?
"What happened, Freud?" Walmazan asked anxiously.
Fred replied, "I don't know. I've been following her. When she stepped into the inner hall, she was torn into pieces!"
"Where's her soul? Give it to me and I'll ask her! "Devildare said.
Freud shook his head. "It's gone."
"Gone? What's going on? Tell me clearly. "
Ford said, "After I saw her body shatter, I immediately tried to capture her soul. However, her soul appeared for less than a second before it was sucked into the inner field … I was worried that there was something fishy in the inner field, so I threw my magic pet into the inner field to test it out. The moment my magic pet entered the inner field, it also shattered and died! That's why I came here to inform you, sir. "
"Her body shattered as soon as she entered the inner hall? Lion Princess is a Bloodline Wizard! " Devildare's heart skipped a beat. "Go and stop the others. Don't let them enter the inner hall. All of you, come to me!"
Freud nodded and split into several clones, which all left in different directions.
Devildare sensed a strange energy barrier in the air as soon as he entered the auction hall. He could not use his transmitter to send messages, so he had to ask Freud to do it himself.
Walmazan came to him. "Sir, the inner hall … I think there's a small auction going on today. I've been monitoring it during the day. I didn't find anything strange."
Devildare nodded. "I know. I've been in the auction hall all day. I'm the one controlling the magic array. Nothing happened." Devildare frowned. "But I can't feel the magic array's reaction. According to Freud, the inner area is already a dead zone, and the magic array is probably destroyed."
A moment later, eleven figures gathered around Devildare.
Apart from the wizards from Waterward Lions, there were also wizards from Enchanting Fragrance and Amber Dragonwing.
It could be said that all the Adepts in Twilight Well from the three major Adept clans were gathered here.
"Mister Devildare, I heard from Freud that Lion Princess died in the inner hall? Even his soul has disappeared? "The one who spoke was the fragrant sorceress, Qian He. Although she was happy to see the number of wizards in the Riverside Lions decrease, she would not be happy if the one who died was the little lion girl. As a sorceress, she had always been close to the Lion Girl. "I was just drinking tea with her at home, and now you're telling me she's dead? Is this really not a joke? "
Devildare tried his best to hold back his grief. "Come with me."
When they followed Devildare to the west gate of the inner hall, they were all shocked by what they saw. A broken head was placed in front of the door. The lion girl's eyes were still open. It was as if some strange existence was using her head to announce its power and existence.
When Qian He saw Lion Girl's head, his eyes were immediately covered by a layer of water. Qian He tried to use his spirit feelers to pull the head back. However, his spirit feelers were cut off by a strange force as soon as they reached the inner hall.
Because of the shattering of the spiritual tentacles, Qian He screamed and fell to his knees.
"No spells can reach the inner hall. There's an absolute barrier."
"What should we do now? Mister Devildare, you're the guardian for this month. Do you have any ideas? "
"That's right. Nothing like this happened when we were on duty."
"Maybe it's the enemy of Waterward Lions seeking revenge."
Devildare already knew that the wizards from the other two clans would be in trouble. He took a deep breath and summoned dozens of demon rats from another dimension.
Magic rats were very low-level summoned beasts. They were the favorite substitute for wizards when they were doing experiments. Magic rats were always the most expensive creatures when it came to experimenting with spells or potions.
Demon rats were born with great sensitivity. When Devildare ordered them to enter the inner hall, they all trembled in fear and did not dare to take a step forward.
Devildare forcefully pushed the rat into the inner area.
The moment the Devil Rats stepped into the inner field, many strange lines appeared and cut them into countless pieces.
The entrance of the inner hall was soon filled with bloody chunks of flesh and blood, which gave off a horrible stench.
Devildare walked up to them.
"Please think about it, sir!" Walmazan stopped Devildare with a worried look.
Devildare shook his head. "Don't worry. I used Multiplication Spell to grow my right hand. I can always replant it even if it's broken. I'll only use my right hand. I can't get more information until I feel it myself. "
Walmazan moved aside after hearing Devildare's words.
Devildare stood in front of the inner hall. Inside was a dark hall that looked like a black hole that devoured all light. No one could see what was going on inside.
Devildare slowly reached out a hand. His right hand, which was glowing with the light of a defensive spell, passed through the inner hall.
Everyone's attention was focused on Devildare.
"Ugh …" Devildare groaned in pain.
Devildare's right hand was shattered into countless pieces. He even felt a strange power spreading to his entire body through his right hand. Terrified, he quickly chopped off his arm and fell to the ground.
"Sir!"
"Mister Devildare!"
Devildare quickly stopped the bleeding.
He considered for a moment and spoke in a low voice, "Summon the leaders of Enchanting Fragrance and Amber Dragonwing Clan. I want to hold a tripartite meeting."
The tripartite meeting was the highest level meeting in Twilight Well. It was usually held when there was an enemy invasion or to discuss the division of benefits. So … it was an enemy?
This thought flashed through everyone's mind.
When most of the wizards left, Devildare stood at the entrance of the inner hall. His right arm was no longer bleeding, but his clothes were soaked in blood. It looked horrible.
"Twilight, you're here," Devildare suddenly spoke.
As soon as he finished speaking, a middle-aged woman in a robe walked out of the darkness. It was Twilight.
She quietly stood behind Devildare.
"What did you find?" Devildare asked. Twilight came to the auction hall with him, but she didn't show up when Fred went to gather the others. She only asked Fred to send her a message: "I found something."
Twilight looked at Devildare with a complicated expression. "Mister Devildare, the music came from the inner hall. Whoever played it must be inside."
"I know. What else did you find?"
Twilight remained silent for a moment. "I saw two familiar figures. Maybe it has something to do with Mister Sunders' student."
"Are you talking about Flora, or …"
"It's Angor."
…
Two flowers bloomed, one on each side.
He had just returned to the mirror world when he heard Sunders' voice before he could return to his house.
"Come to Phantom Island. I have something to ask you."
Angor knew Sunders would ask him about the auction, but he didn't expect Sunders to use a long-distance spell to contact him. And he sensed it as soon as he returned to the mirror world.
Angor sighed. Maybe it was some kind of tracking spell.
He stopped and said to Dave, "You go back first. I'll take Hobbiton to Butler Goode."
After saying goodbye to Dave, Angor looked at Hobbiton, who was both anxious and expectant.
"Follow me. Don't get lost. I'll take you to Butler Goode."
Considering Hobbiton's speed, Angor purposely slowed down his pace.
Hobbiton followed closely behind Angor, and he was getting a little scared when people cast curious glances at him from time to time. After a few steps, Hobbiton saw a gust of wind in front of him, followed by a severed arm falling down in front of him.
Hobbiton screamed in fear.
Angor walked in front and rubbed his temples. Tree Spirit Garden rarely had any conflicts, and he didn't expect to run into one today.
They kept walking. Angor only took a few steps forward when a small, trembling hand suddenly appeared on his clothes.
The fearless brat was actually so frightened by such a small wave that she took the initiative to hold onto his clothes? Angor found it funny. But he didn't say it out loud for Hobbiton's sake.
Angor kept walking without changing his expression. Hobbiton calmed down a little when he saw that Angor didn't do anything to him.
When they reached a platform with a low leaf, Hobbiton's face began to turn pale.
After getting on the bus, Hobbiton curled up into a small ball and leaned against Angor's side. His body was still trembling, and even his lips were turning pale.
"Acrophobia?" Angor silently lit a candle for Hobbiton in his mind. If Hobbiton really had acrophobia, things would get interesting.
Angor's bad mood reached its peak as soon as they arrived at the Falling Cloud Station.
If one didn't know how to fly, they would have to pass through a completely transparent sky bridge without any handrails to get to Phantom Island from the Falling Cloud Platform.
As expected, when Angor stepped on the bridge with a blank expression, he decided to enjoy the show.
Angor took a few steps forward and looked at Hobbiton, who was still trembling on the edge of the leaf. His eyes were showing the whites of his eyes.
"This is the only way to get to Phantom Island and find Goode," Angor said in a calm voice. "You won't fall. It's an invisible path, called the Sky Bridge."
"Don't you want to see Goode?" Angor crossed his arms in front of his chest and looked at Hobbiton.
After a while, Hobbiton finally spoke in a weak voice, "I … I'm scared."
"If you're scared of something like this, don't ever think about entering the wizarding world again. Wizards fly all the time. No one walks, "Angor said in a plain tone.
Perhaps Angor's words triggered Hobbiton. After struggling for a while, he finally lifted his leaden legs and stepped onto the bridge.
He thought Hobbiton had overcome the pressure, but Hobbiton suddenly rushed to him and wrapped his arms around his leg. His eyes were closed, and his body was trembling.
Angor didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This was the first time someone hugged his leg like this.
He was going to give Hobbiton a lecture, but when he remembered that Sunders was still waiting for him, he sighed and dragged Hobbiton across the sky bridge to the edge of Phantom Island. 8
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