Chapter 368
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The eyes on the ground were looking around, it seemed like they were curious.
The place where the tree used to be was just a piece of grass. It almost felt like the tree was never there.
Angele was surprised when he turned around. He stopped moving and stood still.
His expression changed. He grabbed the book and left the tree quickly, returning to the foot of the tree.
He swung the short sword in front of him.
Angele calmed down a bit and started heading back to the mansion. He walked into the forest that was set ablaze.
"This trip was so nerve-wracking. I wonder how Frey is doing now. He said that he was going to look for a nearby city, but with such a long journey, he might encounter even more strange things. "He sighed softly. Angele put the short sword back into the sheath with the book in hand.
* CHI * It seemed like the sword pierced through something in front of him. The silver sword slid out of the sheath and disappeared into the air.
It fell to the ground and broke into pieces of bones. The rusty black iron axe also fell to the ground with a clang.
At the same time, he quickly sheathed the dagger at his waist and grabbed with one hand. A dark red lava ball instantly appeared in his hand.
It seemed like the tree heard Angele's footsteps.
The dark-red hair that had grown long instantly began to shrink and shorten, returning to its shoulder-length.
He picked up the short sword and swung it in the air.
He climbed up the stone stairs and walked to the brazier.
He sighed with relief. There were many strange things in the Nightmare Realm. Even though he was a wizard and a scholar, he still found it hard to deal with them.
Angele thought for a while and decided not to open the coffin.
The stone coffin was lying in the middle of the coffin quietly. The gems around the coffin looked like countless eyes. It was a bit scary.
He quickly moved around the coffin and headed to the mansion. This time, he paid attention to his surroundings and made sure that no footprints were following him.
Angele observed for a while and removed some magic stone fragments from the coffin.
Angele took several steps back and noticed that the footprints were not following him.
He increased his speed and returned to the front of the mansion quickly.
He waved the dagger lightly at everything in the tomb. Nothing could stop the dagger's slash.
"Ah!" The tree screamed in a high-pitched voice. It was twisting its trunk like a dying man. The branches on his body were also constantly twisting.
Angele took a step forward.
Angele sighed in relief after he entered the fence.
With a few light sounds, more than half of the footprints on the ground were destroyed.
The axe was a single-edged axe with a wide blade. There was a line of words engraved on the handle: For my dear Zina.
Several silver streaks instantly flew out and accurately hit the ground where these footprints were.
A gust of cold wind blew from the back of his neck.
Angele was a bit surprised.
All the footprints turned around and faced Angele. It was as if a large group of people were quietly watching him.
He observed the dagger for a moment, then lightly slashed at the wall again.
Angele raised his hand and tried to open the coffin, but the lid did not move at all.
"I didn't cast any spells at all." He weighed the dagger in his hand. The hilt was cold to the touch, and it felt slightly wet and slippery. It was as light as a wooden sword.
The hilt of the dagger was in the shape of two poisonous snakes with their mouths wide open. They looked lifelike, like two small silver snakes.
The copper basin was bare, and there was nothing at the bottom. It was smooth. The flames were burning in the air.
Angele walked in the flames, and he could feel the strange atmosphere slowly disappearing. The intense heat immediately dispersed the cold aura in the surroundings.
Angele could feel that someone was following him, and it was slowly disappearing.
The surroundings were still dark. The wind was blowing, and the forest was covered with thin mist. Angele's body was illuminated by the blue light from above.
* BOOM *
A glaring flame instantly lit up the entire forest, dispersing a large amount of fog.
Angele looked around, but there was nothing else around.
After a crisp sound, the skull completely shattered into a pile of fragments. And the entire skeleton soldier actually fell apart.
* CHI *
Angele checked the dagger several times, but he did not find anything wrong with it using Zero. It was just a simple dagger. However, no matter how Angele swung the dagger, he could still leave a mark on it.
He turned to the side and noticed that the lid of the dagger was already fixed.
'So, the footprints were following me from the beginning until the end?' Angele felt a chill down his spine.
He stood in the forest and looked at the mansion that was protected by the thorns. Angele felt relieved. He walked to the mansion quickly.
There were no more footprints on the ground. There was nothing on the ground. The hot air was spreading in all directions.
Silver light flashed.
* Crack *
The footprints slowly turned around and faced Angele. It seemed like the footprints were staring at him quietly. Angele had goosebumps all over his body.
The raging flames continuously emitted waves of heat from the brazier. Angele looked at the brazier carefully and noticed that there was no fuel in it.
Angele picked it up and looked at the axe.
The tree from before began to twist and struggle like a living person.
He did not care about the triangular eye on the ground, so he left it there. He figured that the eye would disappear after the magic stone's energy was depleted.
Some of the trees in the forest were broken by the explosion and were still burning. Some of the tree trunks were covered in golden lava. The yellow light from the flames brightened up the entire area.
He turned his head around and noticed that the tomb behind him was completely dark. The yellow light from the flames was gone, and the only thing that could be seen was the thick darkness. Chilling wind was blowing from the tomb.
A streak of silver light instantly flew out from the tip of the sword, and in the blink of an eye, it sank into the opposite wall, cutting another sword mark.
However, the eye on the ground was not affected at all.
"I wonder where this glyph array is connected to." Angele was a bit confused. He stood up and pointed at the eye. A metal plate dropped to the ground and covered the eye completely.
He threw the plate to the ground without looking at it.
He looked around with the books in his hands. He walked to the mansion quickly.
In less than ten seconds, the entire side of the thick tree had completely melted into a pool of pus, quickly seeping into the soil and disappearing.
Angele took two steps back, turned around, and ran to the other side.
Angele walked to the coffin in the center of the hall with the axe in hand.
The flames were burning his body, but they did not cause any damage. Angele's Molten Core River had high fire resistance, so he was not affected by the flames.
Suddenly, there was a tearing sound at the spot where the tree had disappeared. The grass tore open, and a black and white eye opened. The eye looked left and right with a curious expression.
On the grass in front of him, a row of footprints appeared. They happened to be right in front of him. They were very close, just outside the boundary of the metal talent and the other force field defenses. Some of the footprints left behind were quickly disappearing.
The whole forest became deadly silent.
'I need to leave this place as soon as possible …' Angele felt that something was off. He drew his short sword and was about to leave the area.
The strange phenomenon was impossible to detect. There was no energy wave, soul wave, or mentality wave. It felt like the eye appeared out of nowhere.
Angele had a serious expression on his face. He raised the short sword several times.
However, it was more than ten meters long. It was like a giant beast lying on the ground, looking up with one eye.
Angele's expression changed. He looked at the book in his hand and the short sword by his waist. The two items did not disappear at the same time. There were two silver snake heads on the hilt of the short sword. Black light flashed in their eyes.
Angele's heart skipped a beat after taking several steps. He turned around and looked behind him. His pupils retracted.
* WOO *
* CHI *
Angele returned to the mansion the same way he came. He quickly passed through the barrier and the thorny vines slowly closed up.
* Crack * The wooden door was opened.
He took two steps back and started running to the mansion. He kept looking back as he ran, but he did not see any footprints this time.
* HUA *
A ray of silver light was released from the tip of the sword and sank into the stone wall in front of Angele.
Angele's expression changed as he recognized the eye. It was the eye from the rune circle he created earlier. Even the details of the eye were the same. However, he did not expect the eye to be so big.
Most of these books were collections of poems that praised the tomb owner's achievements, and the names of the authors were all different. Angele checked the area again but did not find anything suspicious. He walked to the altar on the top of the mountain.
"About 50 kilograms." He estimated the weight. Angele thought.
The words were written in the ancient Byron language. It seemed like the words were rubbed off by his hands.
Suddenly, his expression turned cold.
He stopped and the footprints stopped as well.
Angele carefully wrapped the dagger in a metal sheath and turned it into a scabbard. He then secured the sheath to his waist.
There were some withered black flowers around the copper basin and a silver short sword. The blade and the hilt were engraved with intricate patterns.
He turned around and began to flip through the red books on the counter from left to right.
He suddenly stopped and turned around.
Its body, trunk, and bark began to melt rapidly. It turned into black pus that flowed to the ground and quickly seeped into the soil before disappearing.
He carefully collected all the books in the tomb and tied them up with a metal string. He then walked to the exit of the tomb.
There was a long and deep sword mark on the wall. Angele had no idea how deep the mark was. It was dark inside.
* CHI *
Angele could feel that many people were staring at him.
He returned to the skeleton soldier and thought for a while. He pressed his palm on the skeleton soldier's skull.
Angele waved his hand casually.
The entire villa's defensive membrane was surrounded by a circle of grass, and it was filled with densely packed footprints. The footprints varied in size and they were all facing the mansion.
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