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Chapter 229

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'I broke my father's vase yesterday. He's going to blame me. He's going to blame me!' It was a boy speaking in a language that Angele had never heard before, but somehow, Angele could understand the meaning of the boy's words.

'He's going to stab your eyes with a burning needle,' the boy continued.

Angele walked through the garden and was about to open the gate. Suddenly, he heard some noise coming from the right side of the garden.

He knew that this was the time limit for him to enter this place as an outsider who was not originally from this world. He was able to stay here because of the great harpy's bloodline power, but he could not stay here for long.

His heart drew a red line in the air and hit the old turtle.

The flame was extinguished quickly in the thick fog. The only thing left on the ground was a pile of charred flesh and a black turtle shell that was blown into pieces.

'Too bad … I didn't have enough time. If I could have more time, I could have gone further.' Angele felt extremely tired and sleepy.

He raised his left hand. On the back of his hand, there was still a large patch of dark red scab. The pain was still there, reminding him that everything that had happened just now was not an illusion.

'Are you a resident here?' Angele asked in a low voice. The boy's face looked better. 'Finally, I can communicate with someone.'

Angele suddenly opened his eyes.

However, it seemed like the logic rules that Zero collected could not be used in this world. He had to start from scratch.

'I dirtied my father's clothes yesterday. He's going to blame me. He's going to blame me!' the boy continued.

The old turtle crawled to Angele slowly and steadily, repeating the same sentence.

With a flash of red light, a violent explosion sounded, and red flames splashed in all directions.

Several minutes later, the face returned to the gray wall. The face reappeared on the other side of the wall. It was still talking to Angele. However, no sound came from the wound.

Angele lowered his head. Everything here was strange and mysterious. He lowered his head and looked at the wound on his left hand. The fish ignored his Talent Defense and the hard metal layer on his skin. It tore off a large piece of flesh from his body.

Angele lowered his head and noticed that the area below his knees had turned into gray stones. His feet felt like they were tied to two heavy rocks. Furthermore, the petrification was rapidly spreading above his knees.

Angele lowered his head and saw a green frog jumping on the grass.

He looked down and saw that the petrification on his feet was rapidly disappearing, returning to their original state.

A faint cry came from beneath his feet.

"Time's up," Angele muttered. He could feel his heart beating faster.

Angele's body shook and the noise echoed in his ears. The Metal Talent Field turned into a silver shield in front of him and blocked the shockwave. Waves of scorching air flowed rapidly in all directions from the center of the explosion, turning into waves of scorching wind. The leaves of the nearby trees rustled as they were blown by the wind.

Soon, he slowly fell asleep.

Angele thought for a while and carefully put the three pieces of meat into his pouch.

His Adam's apple moved, and his face became even more vigilant.

Huala!

On the shore of the lake, an old black-green tortoise that was more than a meter long was slowly climbing up. The strange thing was that the tortoise's four feet were all human arms.

The green-skinned frog jumped up and down, quickly jumping far away. The conversation on its back also got further and further away, until it disappeared into the emerald green grass on the ground. Only then did it slowly disappear.

Angele was surprised.

Another loud noise came from the center of the lake. A humongous black fish that was about five to six meters long slowly appeared on the surface of the water and dived back into the water.

It had short brown hair, silver skin, and a pair of golden eyes. Angele looked at the reflection of the fish in the water and his brow furrowed.

Angele looked at the frog and noticed that there were two yellow human faces on the back of the frog. It almost looked like the human faces were glued to the back of the frog. Angele could hear the voices of the two human faces getting louder and louder as he looked at them.

Angele raised his right hand and aimed at the air. Green light flashed on his hand, and a small breeze appeared in the air. Suddenly, a trace of hesitation appeared on his face, and he slowly put down his hand. The breeze quickly disappeared.

Blue light dots flashed in front of Angele's eyes after he stopped the wound. He checked that the wound was not infected or poisoned.

"Young man, what do you want from me?" Suddenly, a voice came from the other side of the lake. It was an old man with a shaky voice.

Angele walked out of the house quietly. The flowers and plants in the garden had already withered.

Angele sat in the spell room with his legs crossed and exhaled deeply.

The dim yellow and red light outside made the living room brighter all of a sudden. The light shined on Angele's face and his body turned into a yellowish hue.

He could still vividly remember every stroke of the white rune. He saw the black fish when he left yesterday. It was about the size of a finger.

* WOO *

Zero was analyzing the rune.

"Ah!" Angele suddenly took a step back. He covered the back of his left hand with both hands. Blood slowly dripped down his hand.

Angele narrowed his eyes and took a step back, looking at the child's face.

Raising his head, Angele was surprised by what he saw.

It was the face of a boy with short, curly hair. The boy's eyes were not engraved, and his mouth was opening and closing. It seemed like he was talking, but no sound came out of his mouth.

A piece of warm, red meat dropped to the ground beside Angele. It was still steaming.

"I guess I'll have to wait for the Banshee's hibernation to end." Angele took out the three pieces of meat from his pouch.

"Finally, a creature that I can communicate with."

"Maybe I can use it in the biology lab." Angele had the same thought.

"Finally, a creature that I can communicate with." The voice was exactly the same as Angele's. Even the tone was the same.

Under the dim yellow light, the dark green lake seemed abnormally quiet.

Everything in the living room was covered with a thick layer of white dust. The control of the magic circle, the sofa, the table, and the paintings on the wall were all covered with dust. Everything was covered in dust, and the edges were faintly worn and faded.

* HUA *

Raising his right hand, Angele's palm turned translucent.

"Damn!"

* KA *

* PA *

Angele did not enter the room, he just stood outside.

He narrowed his eyes and softened his footsteps as he slowly walked into the garden and circled around the villa.

Angele's scalp was numb. The turtle was getting closer and closer. He wanted to take a few steps back. However, he realized that he could not move at all. He could no longer feel his lower body, from his feet to his knees.

Angele supported the turtle with his palms on the ground and helped him climb to the shore.

"Finally, a creature that I can communicate with." The turtle spoke as he slowly walked to Angele. There was a gentle smile on his face.

He walked around the lake for a while. Angele stopped in front of the white guard tower on the other side of the mansion.

* BOOM *

Angele did some calculations, but it did not help him at all.

"Gua!"

Looking at the surface of the lake again, the small silver fish was circling in the lake, its mouth slightly stained with blood. It swung its tail and disappeared into the water.

"Finally, a creature that I can communicate with."

Angele stood by the door and looked outside. The sky was covered with thick yellow clouds, and the thick white mist surrounded the lake and the forest. He could only see about seven to eight meters away.

Angele looked at the direction of the lake.

Angele was a bit surprised. He could clearly see a white triangular rune on the back of the fish. It was a small fish that he released after performing an experiment in the biology lab.

"He'll beat you with a wooden stick with iron nails," the other girl said in an angry tone.

Blood was flowing out of the back of his hand, and a large piece of flesh was bitten off by something.

Angele's expression changed, and he threw a red energy heart into the air.

* Crack *

The turtle shook its head.

'This place must be connected to my original world. Otherwise, why would the guard tower I built be the same?' Blue light dots flashed in front of Angele's eyes.

Angele walked to the corpse carefully and crouched down. He found three pieces of flesh that were not burnt by the high temperature, including the piece of flesh that fell by his feet.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of water splashing.

Strangely, there were two faces on the back of the frog, and they were talking to each other silently.

Angele opened the door of the mansion.

Three pieces of red meat were placed on Angele's right palm.

Angele turned the corner and saw a gray engraving of a child's face slowly appearing on the wall of his mansion.

Angele observed for a while and slowly released the energy heart. He turned around and jumped out of the garden, landing on the muddy ground beside the lake.

The old turtle raised its wrinkled head and looked at Angele with a gentle expression on its face.

There was no one in the house, not even a bed or a table.

Angele slowly walked to the lake. His face was reflected on the clear surface of the lake.

'It seems like I can bring something back from the other side.' Angele recalled the scene where he was almost petrified by the old turtle.

A silver fish opened its mouth and swam to Angele. It bit Angele's left hand that was reflected in the water.

Angele stepped away from the water. Sweat was dripping down his forehead. He took out the ointment from his pouch and applied it on his wound. * CHI * The ointment reacted with the blood and white smoke rose into the air. A large red scab was formed by the ointment and the wound on the back of his hand was closed.

Two yellow faces were talking to each other on the back of the frog.

Standing up, he walked to the stone guard tower and gently pushed the door open.

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