The big black rock was still in his line of sight, not moving at all.
That was what Angor saw when he arrived in front of Taros. Both the young and old side of Taros had their eyes closed as if they were mortals. They worked at sunrise and rested at sunset, sleeping soundly under the gentle moonlight.
Angor tried to talk to them, but Taros was too "asleep". No matter how Angor called him or showed himself, Taros did not respond at all.
Angor frowned. Taros had lived for thousands of years and was at least a wizard-level "spirit". There was no way Taros was still sleeping when Angor was right in front of him.
The only reason was that Taros did not want to let him go.
Taros was most likely on Isabella's side. But maybe it didn't want to be too obvious, so it pretended to be asleep to prevent Angor from leaving.
It was even possible that Taros had already secretly informed Isabella!
What Angor did not know was that Taros was pretending to be asleep, but Taros was actually … pretending to be asleep. However, the spirit was not pretending to be on Angor's side as Angor thought. It was just trying to get himself out of this mess.
Taros had already confirmed that Angor was a Phantom Master. He also knew that Angor's backer was Phantom Master Sunders, the "God of Slaughter" of the south. How could Taros dare to trick Angor so openly?
Just in case Sunders decided to protect Angor's student, Taros had to remove himself from the mess and put all the blame on Isabella.
That was why Taros pretended to be asleep and secretly informed Isabella about the situation.
What Taros didn't expect was that not only did Isabella know about it, but Bogula had also gotten involved. As the gatekeeper of Silent Hill, Taros knew about Bogula's "little quirks". Considering how stubborn the man was when it came to blond hair and blue eyes, he would definitely interfere.
If Sunders found out that Bogula had turned his student into a puppet, the whole situation would become unimaginable.
Taros was muttering to himself, thinking about how to solve this problem.
"Why don't we just release him?" "No, I haven't received my royalties yet!"
"This kid has a lot of magic crystals on him. Why don't we take some from him and let him go?" "No, magical crystals are great, but I've already thought of a pen name. I'm going to make a name for myself in the southern region soon!"
"Sounds like a good future." "But … Sunders' attitude, the game between Bogula and Isabella … There are too many variables. I have a feeling that the kid won't die because of all these factors."
"If he doesn't die, I feel like he'll grow into a monster, and what if he finds fault with us?"
No one could hear the whispers in Taros' heart. However, he decided to give up on Taros for now. He planned to return to the crowd.
If Isabella wanted to kill him in a crowd, she would probably consider Silent Hill's attitude. As long as he could buy some time, he would have a way to flip the table.
Of course, Angor didn't want to do that. He hoped to blend into the crowd and leave Silent Hill. If Taros wouldn't open the door for him, what if someone from Silent Hill came out?
With that in mind, Angor decided to head back to the moving market.
But as soon as he turned around, he saw a giant blood-red barrier covering an area of several hundred meters around him and Taros.
Angor's heart skipped a beat when he saw Isabella appearing outside the barrier and laughing in a strange and insane way.
Blood began to flow out from the barrier, and Angor's ankle was covered by it.
Infinite Reticence immediately lost its effect in the blood. Angor slowly came out of the barrier.
"Found you! Come out, Blood Beast! " Isabella laughed. The blood on the ground seemed to be injected with life and transformed into a terrifying monster over ten meters tall. The monster roared at the sky and launched a powerful attack at Angor.
The giant blood ball kept absorbing the blood on the ground to strengthen itself.
Angor didn't even have a place to hide. Moreover, he was already suppressed by Isabella's wizard aura when the blood-red barrier appeared. He couldn't move at all, nor could he do anything to resist.
Moreover, all the defensive measures he had would be easily destroyed by this attack that was definitely beyond the Sorcerer World's power, and they would not be able to cause any damage at all.
Angor's eyes widened as he awaited his fate in despair.
Time and time again, just when he thought that he had escaped a calamity, he once again experienced the pressure of death brought about by absolute power.
Was he going to die here today?
He didn't want to die, but he didn't know how to escape from this deadly attack. And even if he could, how could he escape from a level-2 wizard?
In this moment of desperation, Angor's mind worked much faster than usual. He couldn't move, but his mind was changing rapidly.
He squeezed his mana pool and tried his best to construct a model.
He prayed that he could create a "tornado" to get out of the attack range. With the help of his Axes of the Universe and Singularity Scatter Model, he finally managed to create a "tornado" model. But it was too late.
The blood ball was already in front of him.
In the end, he still managed to release the tornado. However, under the influence of a wizard-level spell, the tornado was like a gentle breeze, and it disappeared without any resistance.
Angor was in complete despair.
However, fate seemed to like playing tricks on him. At this moment, a pair of ordinary Hands of Mana suddenly appeared from the side and pulled him away from the Blood Ball at the most critical moment.
And with a pull, it was pulled into the air.
Before he could react, he heard Isabella's strange, double-tracked voice yelling, "Bogula, you better think this through. Are you really going to fight me for a common apprentice? "
A strange chuckle came from behind. "Heeheeheehee. This little beauty is the best material for me, not a common apprentice."
Angor turned around and looked at the source of the voice.
It was a red-haired man wearing a light purple soft armor. As far as Angor was concerned, the man was quite good-looking.
It was a handsome face, but because of his slightly raised head, his large and small eyes, and his long tongue that resembled a snake's tongue, all the beauty was ruined.
This strange "Yan Yi" had completely achieved the effect of cooking the crane and burning the zither.
But when Angor took a closer look at the man's face, he suddenly felt a sense of familiarity. He remembered seeing this man in the "Pretty Men Atlas" given to him by Lady Mirror.
When he recalled how Isabella called him "Bogula", he suddenly remembered who the red-haired man was.
"Puppet Master" Bogula!
He remembered Lady Mirror mentioning him when she was introducing all the handsome men in the "Pretty Men Atlas". "Bogula from Floating Mech City is a rare genius wizard. He's one of the most promising truth-finder wizards in the near future. He's handsome. Too bad he's a freak."
Too bad he's a freak!
Even Lady Mirror called him a freak. Angor was going to say that he was saved, but he didn't expect his savior to be a well-known freak.
Besides, he had no idea why the freak saved him.
Before he could figure it out, he suddenly felt something burning inside his body. It was as if his blood was being boiled by fire.
The sudden feeling was accompanied by an indescribable pain. Angor screamed in agony as blood gushed out of his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose.
"Hahahaha! No one can save those I want to kill!" Isabella's terrifying laughter came.
Bogula looked at Angor's condition and quickly came to a conclusion. "Blood curse?"
Inside the red barrier, Angor was soaked in blood. He was already injured, so Isabella extracted the blood that flowed out of his wounds.
She used Angor's own blood to cast a blood curse on him.
"Blood burning, just thinking about it makes me feel wonderful!"
Bogula narrowed his eyes. A blue light flashed in his hand, and a pair of blonde sisters with blue eyes appeared in front of him. "Get her!"
The sisters attacked Isabella without hesitation.
Isabella only cast a basic blood curse on Angor in a hurry. She did not plant the curse on Angor's blood source. When the sisters attacked him, Angor's curse was stopped.
Isabella was also surprised. She didn't expect Bogula to attack Angor just for "material".
While Isabella was busy dealing with the sisters' attacks, Angor's blood was no longer burning. However, the unprecedented pain was still lingering inside his body.
He was panting non-stop. Every organ that interacted with the outside world was emitting white smoke. His fair face had turned crimson red, as if he had been standing upside down for too long, causing his brain to congeal with blood.
When Angor calmed down a little, Bogula lowered his head and spoke to Angor.
"As long as you follow me, I can save your life."
"Huff, huff … with you? What do you mean? " Angor's brain was still not working well. He even forgot to use the honorific.
"Obey me and you'll know." Bogula's evil voice reached his ears.
"You're Diablo's teacher?" Angor was a little surprised when he suddenly remembered something.
"That's right."
He wanted to ask about Shadow's condition, but since Shadow's teacher showed up, Shadow must have been saved.
He recalled that An Ying had once told him that his mentor had some special fetishes.
"You want to turn me into a puppet?" Angor thought about what Bogula was trying to say. "You want to turn me into a puppet?"
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