"Vifit, what you said is true?"

It was the "Twilight of the Twilight" Vifeter from Sidimosa who spoke earlier, and his words drew the sideways glances of everyone present.

Vife nodded: "I can basically confirm it." ”

Everyone was in a trance, although Vifit's strength was not the strongest present, his character was recognized by all the wizards present. Vifet is not a liar, and while there is room for pause in his words, it is really just his style of speaking.

Angel has been flagged by the Time Thief, and everyone is surprised, but feels reasonable.

With Ingre's cultivation speed so fast, and the art of alchemy that has almost broken through the mysteries, his potential has been recognized by everyone, and it seems logical that he can be valued by the time thief.

"The illusion is really booming, Sanders is valued by the time thief, and his first apprentice, Su Mishi, has recently stepped into the path of true knowledge, plus this Ingres ......" Someone sighed, I have to say that Sanders overwhelmed everyone present in the eyes of the apprentices.

All the wizards were amazed, but they were all sighing at Sanders' good luck. Only Meng Qi, who was standing at the forefront, was silent, and his expression under the mask was obviously gloomy.

Before, he was also emotional and appreciative of Ingres. Now, there was a little more jealousy in Mengqi's eyes.

Unbeknownst to all but some of them, he had been abandoned by the Time Thief. Whatever he chooses, the Time Thief never returns.

Because of this, Meng Qicai's sword went sideways, wanting to break through the critical stage by hunting the last descendant of the demon god.

But now, a little-known wizard apprentice was actually marked by a time thief, which made the balance in his heart instantly lose his balance.

It's okay that Sanders was marked by the Time Thief, but why, he can't even compare to a wizard apprentice?

What is this apprentice worthy of being seen by the time thief?

Monchi closed his eyes deeply, he knew that his inner emotions were wrong and he needed to adjust, but when he thought of the time thief, his resentment kept coming out.

This is already an obsession, and it has even become a demon in his heart.

"What do you think of Ingres' future as Lord Monchi?" asked Wifit, his words seemingly with an inexplicable meaning.

Suppressing the resentment in his heart, Meng Qi said lightly in a calm tone: "Being marked by the time thief is good and bad, and in my opinion, the disadvantages far outweigh the benefits. The pursuit of the path of truth is the indelible belief of all shamans, and it is also the enduring belief on the long road, and everyone who interferes with us on this path is an obstacle, and the same is true of the thief of time. ”

Meng Qi's words made everyone stunned. For them, the perception of the Time Thief was more positive, and they had thought that Lord Monchi seemed to be the same, but they didn't expect him to think so.

Vife smiled and said, "I also think so, what Lord Monchi said is very right, only the path of truth should not be touched. ”

After Vife finished speaking, he slowly retreated into the darkness and completely integrated himself into the surrounding crowd.

Monchi glanced deeply at Vife and put away his somewhat impetuous thoughts.

Time passed, and everyone slowly fell silent, although they did not continue to discuss Angel on their lips, and their expressions returned to calm, but their hearts were still turbulent. The shock brought by Angels was too great, and the silence now was nothing more than a wordless aftermath of shock, and they were convinced that this storm that was still brewing would bring an unimaginable impact to the wizarding world in the near future.

......

Unaware that he had caused a storm whirlpool, the central figure was scrambling to control the hockey balls floating around him.

Speaking of which, it is also because the time for the throne to descend is getting closer and closer, and the flames are more and more vibrant.

The flame mark in Ingres's right ear had inexplicably released a large number of flames around him before, and he couldn't control these flames, and he couldn't take them back, so he could only let them make a fuss.

The only good thing is that although the flames are around him, they have been fixed before. As a result, Angel levitates Toby's puck over his shoulder, and the two don't collide.

But not long ago, the flames suddenly became much more cheerful, no longer following the trajectory, but scurrying around him at random, so that the puck was almost caught by the flames.

Now that the Frozen Spell is being charged, once it is infested by the flames, the fate is unpredictable. Ingres was so frightened that he hurriedly brought the puck into his arms, but in this process, the dancing flames were still harassing, which caused Ingres to be a little scrambling.

Finally, Angel held the ice hockey ball in his arms and released a frost spell to isolate the ice puck, and he was relieved.

But after doing all this, the flames around him suddenly disappeared.

This disappearance does not mean that the flame returns to the imprint, but that it has escaped into the unknown world and disappeared out of thin air.

Angel stretched out his hand and probed beside him, but he could no longer feel any fire elemental except for some residual warmth.

He looked outside again and saw that the flames in the sea of fire outside were also disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

What's going on?

Ingres turned his head to ask Fafjnir, but saw that her gaze was a little empty, and it seemed that she was looking at the sky, but it seemed that she was looking through the sky, looking at the world more distant.

"The Throne of Flame has reached the stage of construction, and it needs to be forged with thousands of fires. Fafnir said suddenly.

"This is the mystery of the disappearance of the flames?"

Fafnir didn't speak again, his eyes ripening for him, looking into the unknown void.

Although the sea of fire outside disappeared, the smoke and scorching smell in the air did not dissipate. At this time, in the smoky and ruined Rasudrán, two figures were slowly advancing.

One is a little white-haired old man wearing a wizard's hat, his eyebrows dragged to his chest, his beard is curly, although he looks very kind, but his eyes and dress have a bit of an old naughty child's feeling.

The other is a cold woman with a large skirt and a glass shining brightly.

It was Kante and Samantha who were arranged by Monchi to come to La Soudran. The two of them walked in the smoke, and the smell of gunfire in the air was very strong, making Samantha's brows frown.

"Why did the flames suddenly disappear?" Samantha whispered, suspicious.

Kante: "If Ingres is right, perhaps the disappearance of these flames has something to do with the new lord." ”

Judging from the current environment of the entire Rasudran region, the entire new lord is estimated to be a fire demon, so all the things they can think of about the flame movement are naturally this new lord.

Samantha actually has this conjecture in her mind, but the specific situation needs to be confirmed after finding Angel.

"What kind of person is Ingres?" asked Samantha. Before, on the ice floes, she didn't have a chance to ask, but the curiosity in her heart was no less than that of others.

"It's a very talented illusion apprentice. Kante replied nonchalantly, his eyes still searching. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he quickly ran into a ruined building, and then walked out again after a few seconds.

At this time, Kanter had some more strange materials in his hands, and at the same time dragged the corpse of a little devil.

These strange materials are all abyssal specialties, and it is difficult for the wizarding world to obtain, and Kanter rarely comes to Castlevania once, so he naturally wants to loot more things. As for the corpse of the little devil, the value is actually not too high, but it can also be sold for some money.

Kanter quickly disposed of the things in his hand, skinned and deboned the little devil's corpse, and packed all the useful materials before slowly continuing to follow Samantha.

Samantha's expression was a little worried, but she didn't accuse Kanter of anything, after all, Kante was not from Frost Moon, and his purpose in coming to La Sudran was more for personal gain. Many of these ruined ruins were Rasoudran shops, which contained so many curiosities that Kanter took the opportunity to find his own gains.

Samantha was unhappy that Kanter's answers to her questions were perfunctory.

"If Angel is just a gifted apprentice who deserves so much attention?" Samantha sneered.

"Don't you just want to ask, what's so special about Ingres...... I'm not Sanders, how do I know there's something special about him?" Kanter rolled his eyes, "The only thing I know is that Sanders thinks highly of Ingres. ”

Kante's answer was still perfunctory. But this time, Samantha didn't ask any more questions.

Sanders thinks highly of Angle. That's a good answer for her.

Samantha, as the daughter of the Rhine, had lived in a savage cave before that incident, and naturally knew Sanders very well. Sanders is a cold-hearted man, not that he is completely ruthless, but his pursuit of truth is stronger and more persistent than that of any wizard, and because of this, he does not care about anything that has nothing to do with his pursuit.

can be valued by Sanders, it can be seen that Angel is indeed very special.

"So, Angel is a Nightmare Soul?" Samantha thought to herself, as a partner who grew up with Sanders, she naturally knew about Nightmare Souls. She also knew that one of the things Sanders regretted the most was that he had refined the half-channel connecting to the Nightmare Realm in order to become an official wizard, and it was for this reason that Sanders had to find Grea for many years to enter the Nightmare Realm by twisting the Baba Worm.

And what can move Sanders is probably the Nightmare Soul Body.

Samantha's guess was indeed not wrong, but she didn't know that Sanders did value Ingres's nightmare body at first, but with Ingres's troubles and all kinds of unreasonable table lifting, Sanders was cursing on his lips, but he already agreed with Ingres in his heart.

Tick

Just as Samantha was thinking, a strange dripping sound suddenly came into her ears.