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Chapter 540

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"Why did you lure me here?" Angele opened his mouth and repeated the sentence in the Chaos language and the Metia language.

Angele opened his eyes again.

Regardless of the shape of these human figures, there were places on their bodies that were as sharp as swords. Also, it seemed like they were walking around with sharp eyes. It seemed like they were created by Vapor.

Blue light dots flashed in front of Angele's eyes. He narrowed his eyes and looked down at the dense forest. The forest was on the right side of the city ruin, and it was located at the border of the plain and the mountains.

* CHI *

"Ah …"

"Rise!" Angele raised his right hand.

The three of them walked to Angele and kneeled on the ground.

The woman was walking slowly on the ground. Angele could only see her body through the branches of the trees. Angele could not sense anything after she walked to a large area in the forest. It felt like she disappeared into thin air.

With a flick of his finger, Angele suddenly raised his hand.

The mutated humanoids that were cowering in the distance suddenly stiffened. They didn't dare to move at all, and all bowed down in awe.

"You guys, come here and take this painting back to the city." Angele pointed at the three mutated humans on the left.

Angele lowered his body and flew into the forest. * PA * He landed on the ground.

Angele chased after Vapor and saw the ruins of the city again. There were many mutated humans crawling in the ruins.

"If I walked into the painting, I would've been trapped in it forever." Angele looked at the painting and stared at the woman behind the window. "Perhaps that's how you became a part of the painting?" he murmured.

* Crack *

Every time the sword mark landed, it would explode in the city, forming a small black mushroom cloud. The people in the city, mortals and wizards alike, were running away like crazy. No one dared to fight back, it seemed like they had lost their confidence.

"Vapor, I'm leaving now. I need to remind you that the power of the Nightmare Realm is changing in the Fairy Realm. Be careful," Angele spoke in a light tone.

His footsteps stopped outside the black fence outside the building, and he stood in front of the iron gate at the entrance.

The surrounding forest was silent. There were no insects or birds. Other than the plants, there was only dead silence. White mist lingered between the two-meter-thick trees.

"Energy is ineffective?"

The woman's portrait was vivid and lifelike, as if she was really a living person.

The woman was wearing a white dress and her face was pale. Her eyes were completely black and her hair was long like a waterfall. She was staring at Angele calmly.

The mural was attached to a rock with a diameter of more than three meters. The black smoke circled around the painting several times.

Her body was not enough to be fully drawn on a tree, so only half of it was shown. It was just that in terms of color, it was not inferior to the photos on Earth. It was as if the tree trunk was a mirror, clearly reflecting the woman's figure.

Still, no one answered. There was no sound in the grayish-white building. Even the wind had gradually disappeared.

Angele glanced around. This mural seemed to be preserved in a church-like building in the ruins of the city. There were a lot of red candles placed here and there, and the melted wax oil on the ground coagulated into a pool of scarlet blood.

Angele came to the Fairy Realm to check on the Dark Wizard Tower's situation. Now that he had dealt with the Dark Wizard Tower, he had almost achieved his goal.

The woman was not injured at all, she was still standing in the same place. The dark red light and the claws did not affect her at all, it felt like she was just a shadow floating in the air.

"Suit yourself." Vapor disappeared into the black screen after he said that.

The stone did not move at all.

"It's fine." Angele was not concerned. Absorbing the souls and negative emotions would only increase his power a little bit. Also, the amount of negative emotions was not enough to help Angele.

It looked like a moving oil painting. The woman's portrait was traveling in an unknown dimension and could only be seen on the surface of the tree trunk.

In the oil painting, a small two-story white wooden house was surrounded by a dark green forest, a corner of which was slowly revealed. The iron gate of the house was half-open and Angele could hear the noise of metal rubbing against each other.

* PA *

Angele's expression turned serious. He released several balls of dark flames and the flames turned into lion men. The lion men surrounded the stone and grabbed it.

"Change? Hehe … Whatever … This world will be more interesting. "Vapor floated in the air and his body was moving up and down. "I'm not as fast as you. The people in this city will die again … Sadly, you won't be able to absorb any souls."

There was a woman's portrait on the surface of the tree. The woman was staring at him quietly. It was the woman in the white dress that was floating in the air.

The three wizards all had the right arm of a red greatsword and there were spikes on their backs. They were all about two meters tall and their bodies were muscular. One of them was a woman.

The White Winged Ones in the sky began to fade and disappear. They were the phantoms cast by the Magus Magi.

Angele watched the woman walk into the forest quietly. It felt like the trees were cracks and the gaps between the trees were huge rocks. He could see the woman walking on the back of the rocks through the cracks.

Angele thought for a while.

He retreated a few meters in an instant and took a closer look at the woman who had suddenly appeared.

"It's getting more and more frequent …" Angele's brow furrowed. His right hand turned into a pair of black claws and tried to cut the woman's neck.

"I heard that the power of the Nightmare Realm is the best way to create a projection." A smile appeared on Angele's face. "And the best way to break through and leave this place is …"

"I once saw a very special world recorded in an ancient golden book. That realm is filled with all kinds of strange things. It's a strong realm that is far away from us. It's connected to the Chaos Realm and other strong realms. I heard that the Nightmare Realm will send strange things to the Nightmare Realm every once in a while because of the projection of that realm. Of course, that's just one of the explanations. I don't really believe it, "Angele spoke calmly.

The strange thing was that the woman slowly moved her body after staring at Angele for a while. She started walking into the forest. Her body disappeared from the surface of the tree and reappeared on the surface of another tree. The two trees were very close to each other and it seemed like the gap between the two trees blocked part of the woman's body.

The gray building was broken, the windows and the door were tilted and it looked like they could fall at any time. A gust of wind blew past, and the small building immediately let out a strange creaking sound.

"Huh?" Angele activated his mind and released a dark-red glow around his body. The aggressive power of the Nightmare Realm dispersed into the air and cleared all the energy in the air.

The woman's body exploded and turned into countless white dots that disappeared into the air like soap bubbles.

However, after he calculated the time of the woman's speed, the woman would appear on the surface of the next tree's trunk on time.

He could see a woman in a white dress standing by the window on the second floor. The woman was staring at Angele in front of the oil painting quietly. The woman's eyes were pure black and there was no white in her eyes.

* BAM * The iron gate opened by itself in Angele's sight. It felt like an invisible hand was opening the gate and welcoming Angele's arrival.

No one responded to Angele's question.

He opened his mouth and released some black smoke. The smoke turned into black ropes and tied up the oil painting. Angele wanted to take the item back and study it.

Angele pursed his lips into a smile. He suddenly stopped and turned his head to the right. A woman's face, close at hand, appeared on his right, leaning against his shoulder.

However, Angele was not happy about Vapor's arrogant attitude.

Angele was standing in front of an exquisite oil painting.

He slowly closed his eyes.

'The white particles are getting thinner and thinner …' Angele's brow furrowed as he walked in the forest. Blue light dots were flashing in front of his eyes.

* CHI *

Vapor was floating in the sky above a city and he was surrounded by countless silver sword slashes that looked like green tornadoes. The sword slashes were flying in all directions like raindrops and they were attacking the city indiscriminately.

Angele felt that something was off as he approached the building.

'Scanning is not working … Scanning is not working …' Zero's mechanical voice kept repeating in his ears.

'However, I don't think this place is dangerous. Have fun, I have something else to take care of. I'll be leaving now.' Angele did not tell Vapor about the strange woman he saw earlier.

The small building in front of him disappeared, and so did the iron. Even the surrounding forest had disappeared.

'Physical attacks and energy attacks are not working?' Angele stared at the woman with a serious expression on his face. 'It seems like this place is different from the Nightmare Realm … At least, I can use energy attacks to eliminate this phenomenon.'

The woman's face was only one finger away from his face.

The lion men roared and tried their best to lift the painting, but they could not even lift it.

Angele stood outside the iron gate without moving.

* CREAK *

Suddenly, he turned around and looked at a large tree on the side.

Angele followed the woman's painting and entered the deep forest. Several minutes later, the woman's painting disappeared. What appeared in front of him was a small, shabby wooden building.

Angele flew to the city ruins and glanced around. With a flick of his finger, some black smoke was released and turned into a mirror. Clear images were displayed on the mirror.

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