Chapter 0180: Don't mess with me

Li Xun turned around and returned to the place of sleep. If his guess was correct, the Council of the Dead was trying to capture him through his psychic connection with Cialis, or at least find his place. In this case, neither the Eternal Night City nor the Dark City can be lightly leaked, and the Sleeping Land is still separated by a plane, which is relatively safe.

After a transfer of troops, the sleeping place temporarily died down and began to shrink its troops, maintaining a high degree of vigilance.

Li Xun sensed it, and the farthest eyeliner that was scattered some time ago had run out for nearly 30,000 miles, and that was it.

A desolate small mound, on which remains a dwarf tree that has been dead for a long time, a white skeleton is wandering aimlessly here, standing suddenly, the soul fire in its eyes soars, and with the trace of pure energy transmitted by the soul, it has completed a spatial positioning.

There was a tearing crisp sound, and a small spatial crack opened 3 feet above the white bone skeleton's head, and with the gushing out of the spatial turbulence inside, the dead tree facing the spatial rift silently turned into powder, and was swept away by the turbulent current and sprinkled in the distance. A pair of small pink hands suddenly poked out from between the spatial rifts, grabbed the edge of the rift and tore them violently, a piercing cracking sound sounded, and the spatial rift turned into a dark void passage that could accommodate a person.

Immediately, two people stepped out of this void passage.

Angle, a psychiocerque with white eyebrows and a white beard and a staff in his hand, and a pink and white human girl appeared on the mound.

"This is it! I'm worried that it's not very safe to cross the air in the city, even if there is a dark canopy, or this kind of wilderness is the safest! Obviously an old man, Anglie spoke in a clear and crisp young man's voice.

The ghost girl shrugged: "You decide." I'll take a look around, you're in charge of guarding here! ”

The former sentence is still addressed to Anglie, and the latter is directed at the shadow behind Anglie. With that, he grabbed the white bone skeleton kneeling on the ground with one hand and ran straight into the distance, and in the blink of an eye, there was no trace of it.

An Gelie (Li Xun) looked around, but didn't see anything that could interfere with him, so he leaned down and carefully carved the soul array. A quarter of an hour later, when it was done, Angel put the ten soul crystals into some key nodes, and sat cross-legged himself.

Anglie breathed and stabilized his spiritual power, and when he reached the best state, his spiritual power condensed into a spike, piercing the spatial barrier in front of him along some mysterious arc and throwing it into infinity.

……

Klein Continent, Duchy of Nowvis, Pyrbont.

In a spacious residence of the Principality Mage Society, Cialis was reading a book at her desk with her forehead caressing. It's been two hours, and the book hasn't turned a page, and Cialis's eyes are empty, and the focus is not on the book at all.

Cialis's delicate jade face is full of melancholy, but she also has an unyielding stubbornness, and there is always a completely unconscious sigh from her mouth.

She straightened her waist, her face cloudy, and she felt the familiar soul fluctuations. After thinking for a moment, Cialis let go of her guard and entered the stream of consciousness.

"You shouldn't have come!" Cialis reminded anxiously.

"Hehe, little girl. If I don't come, isn't the pressure all on you? So how can I give up? Anglie couldn't bear the Jade Man to suffer, and couldn't help but quip.

"You ......" Cialis never expected that an old man who could be her grandfather could also say this kind of tone, and she couldn't help but blush, and glanced at her fiercely.

Only then did Angli realize that his tone was inappropriate, and he smiled and played a cutscene, and then asked, "You are very lively there, right?" What have you suffered? ”

"I don't know." Cialis sighed with infinite melancholy: "I have been persuaded to stay in the secret room of the Mage Guild during this time, and I don't know anything about the outside world. But they're so strict with this place that they can't just target my little exiled princess! ”

"yes, of course not against you, what they want is me. Little girl, do you know that it's so lively outside now. The Council of the Dead has asked the Duchy of Novis for you by name, and has launched countless low-level undead sieges to the Thundering Fortress. Don't you regret it later? ”

"I don't regret it! The Council of the Dead has a blood feud with me, as long as it can make them uncomfortable, I am willing to do it, and I will not regret it in this life! Cialis said categorically, in a crisp tone. Master, you better hurry up, don't contact me again in the future, as long as you can kill a few more undead, I will not regret it until death! ”

"No hurry, no hurry, let's say a few more words! Without further ado, how do I get them to find me! Angel laughed, and there was a sense of heroism in the old voice.

"Uh......" Chillis stopped her advice speechlessly, and couldn't help but have some confidence in the mysterious master.

……

When that undisguised soul projection burst through the air, the whole of Pilbont boiled.

Of course, the common people, officials and nobles, and even those ordinary mages were completely ignorant and still lived their normal lives. But in countless dark corners, in the secret rooms of countless mansions, all kinds of spell fluctuations broke out in an instant, most of them were detective, some were prophetic, and a few masters of the arts were bold enough to directly bet on that fluctuation with their own thoughts, and clinged to it tightly.

It's easy to come, but it's hard to go.

Although there are no legendary-level powerhouses here, there are as many as 11 **division-level, and even if all the ** divisions of the Duchy of Novis are gathered, it will not be enough to make up such a number. The means used are also varied, making it impossible to prevent it. These people are even more unscrupulous, and they are not afraid of others noticing, and they want to find out the location of this psychic warlock, perhaps they are more concerned about the plane coordinates of the undead realm.

There are no fools in the caster, and they have already guessed ten out of ten for the onslaught of the psychic mancer. Since the other party is so confident that he sneaked over under the nose of the Undead Council, he must have a perfect follow-up method, so the major forces in the Crane Continent are trying their best to search for the whereabouts of this psychic warlock. As long as you find him, whether it is coercion and temptation, or steel knife rack neck, you will always find a common point of interest.

But after some disturbance, all the forces on the mainland found nothing. This psychic warlock didn't seem to exist at all, and he couldn't find the slightest clue. If it weren't for the testimony of two legendary mages, everyone doubted that there was such a guy in the world. Of course, some people suspect that this psychic warlock is very likely to be disguised by a strong man, after all, the birth of a strong man requires continuous tempering of himself, and it is impossible to cultivate a legend in one breath somewhere. This makes the search even more difficult.

The most obvious clue is actually a distressed princess who has maintained a soul connection with her.

As a result, the forces with some abilities have sent strong men to sneak into Pyrbont during this time, waiting for the moment when this psychic warlock contacts the princess.

Unexpectedly, they really waited for this day.

Dozens of detection circles were operating at full strength, more than a dozen consciousness fluctuations were carried among them, and hundreds or even thousands of people quietly listened to the old and the young talking about the mountains, chatting and telling jokes.

served. These ** teachers all gave a thumbs up and screamed secretly.

With the current shock of Pilbont's mana, the mixing of streams of consciousness, it is impossible for this spiritual master not to know. Isn't he worried about how to get out? Isn't he afraid that the return of his consciousness will reveal his position?

If you all know that you can still talk here without changing your face, then you really deserve to be a master who plays with the mind. With this invincible spirit alone, it is enough to become a strong man in the world.

Anglie talked for a while, feeling that the guests had almost arrived, and then said goodbye to Cialis.

Although Cialis couldn't feel the changes in the outside world, the woman's intuition made her know that today's things must not be good, so she could only send sincere blessings to the spiritual master.

Angle's stream of consciousness withdrew from Cilis's mind and hovered over Pilbont, moving without the agility and swiftness of his arrival, as heavy and sluggish as a broken ox.

Good guys, how many squeezed private goods are this!

More than a dozen consciousness fluctuations, dozens of spells tracking and traction, all carried on the stream of consciousness of Anglie, clearly want to be a villain.

A soul-shattering voice rang out, and all the creatures within ten miles of Pilbent "heard" it through their souls.

"Come if you're brave enough, I'll wait for you!"

With an acceleration, Anglie's stream of consciousness dragged many passengers through the air.

Hmph, think you'll be able to run away like this?

Many strong people who have endured it have scoffed. Yes, speaking of cross-air transmission, consciousness projection, we really don't have the ability to play with you, but with the help of magic circles, rituals, and high-level magic items, it's not completely impossible to do it, if you want to get rid of us with this, no way!

In an instant, the mana of Pilbon was stirred everywhere, and with the blessing of various means, many consciousnesses also broke through the spatial barrier and pursued away.

With the previously attached fluctuations of consciousness as a guide, this so-called psychic master does not want to escape from us.

The movement of consciousness in the space is silent, dodging the undulating void turbulence, rushing towards a certain direction with a speed that is imperceptible to the naked eye.

Soon, the consciousness of the crowd caught up with the slow-moving psychic master.

Before they could chase their thoughts any closer, they found that the consciousness of those strong people attached to the stream of consciousness of the Mind Master fluctuated violently, as if they had seen something extremely terrifying.

Immediately after that, they saw that the space around them, which was originally relatively quiet, suddenly rippled, and a mighty space storm was sweeping horizontally, and the stream of consciousness they were tracking also suddenly turned around and counterattacked, accompanied by a shocking laughter: "Leave me here!" ”

Silent and violent shocks surged, and the stream of consciousness of the Mind Master actually exploded near them, causing the spatial folds that caused everyone's consciousness to be stuck in place and unable to move, and they could only watch the space storm rush towards them.

A long time passed, and the space storm moved into the distance, and there was nothing left where everyone was.

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