Under the apple tree in the courtyard of the Red Castle, Yi Huan quietly played with an apple.

Bright apples are like flowing blood, glowing like ruby in the sun, and the remains of many apple cores are left under the apple trees, these apples made of magic are not perishable, and they can even withstand the erosion of time and remain intact.

Yi Huan didn't have the habit of eating apples, and because this apple tree was condensed by his magic.

Eating the ripe fruit means that the mana of Yi Huan enters the person's body, and when necessary, these magic powers will be used in unexpected ways.

For example, to Stark.

But there is still a person in the castle who likes to eat apples, but she can't eat them for the time being, because she has become a portrait.

"Aren't you bored?" Winnie's voice came from the portrait in the corridor not far away, and she leaned out half of her body curiously, but was blocked by the frame.

"I'm used to waiting." Yi Huan said, "This is my life. ”

"If you have time, maybe you can help me draw a house and use your ...... With a magic brush, I love big houses. ”

Yi Huan looked at the person in the painting calmly, "The entire red castle is yours, this is the biggest house, not ...... In the portrait. ”

"Do you think the person who stole your apple will come back?" Winnie in the portrait didn't seem to notice Yi Huan's answer, and still said to herself.

"Yes." Yi Huan's answer was still bland, "Foodies are always different, and I believe in Alia as much as she believes in me." ”

Winnie giggles, runs from one portrait to another, and slips away through the corridors of landscapes.

Yi Huan watched calmly as she left, and then fell silent again.

It is already easy to see that there is something wrong with Winnie's portraits, or rather, there are problems with all the portraits of Yi Huan, and they seem to be incomplete.

The person in the portrait does retain his memories and thoughts, but it seems that his reaction to the outside world is very weak, and he doesn't know why, magic is such a thing...... When something goes wrong, it's hard to get to the root of it.

Yi Huan is not a master of portraits after all, and he doesn't know much about this specialty in Harry Potter.

Moreover, the portrait magic has touched the essence of soul magic, the more perfect the painting means that the more the soul of the wizard is occupied, and even in the end, the soul of the portrait has been separated from the wizard, and the portrait at this time is also a Horcrux in a sense.

Separating souls is not a good thing, as you can refer to Sliced Bread.

At least the spell used to make a Horcrux is not normal, and until he thoroughly understands such a thing as a soul, Yi Huan will not easily move his body, let alone touch Winnie's soul.

So...... These portraits of Winnie's soul at all were not successful, but Yi Huan drew Winnie's appearance and then cast a spell.

A kind of short-lived sustenance, because the castle was missing Winnie's voice always seemed to feel that something was missing.

Of course...... The guy who's howling on the tower now doesn't count.

It seems that the days are too boring, Jim has been honing his voice lately, maybe he thinks that something else on this island will hear his cry for help, Yi Huan is thinking about whether to cut off some food for him, so that he doesn't have the energy to do these boring things.

Yi Huan is even more looking forward to the summoning of the Ink Heart World, and he believes that the Ink Heart World will definitely summon him, because he made a wish with the magic lamp.

Maybe the process of realizing his wish will be a little bumpy, but it will definitely leave him a chance.

Unconsciously, Yi Huan's thoughts drifted far away, he had been out of this world for a long time, shuttling between the Neverland of Ice and Fire and the Valley of the Broken Head, like a rootless duckweed.

Perhaps he has lost touch with the present world, Yi Huan shook his head.

After all, the clothes on his body at this time are still medieval clothes left over from the world of ice and fire, and although the modern clothes originally brought to Neverland are magically preserved, they are still as bright as new, but the precipitation left by time still cannot be erased, giving people a sense of age.

In a trance, Yi Huan seemed to have returned to the past, the young Winnie was haunting him, Levine still looked heroic, and in the dark, Yi Huan suddenly felt some kind of calling, as if calling his name.

He wasn't so strange as to enchant his name and why someone was calling his name.

Who is it......

Half-asleep and half-awake, Yi Huan's figure began to dim and gradually disappeared under the scarlet apple tree......

"I knew it wouldn't be good to come back." Watching Furchart's group of three infiltrate in a terrible way, Ricky said to Zath beside him in some despair, "What should we do?" ”

"Wait."

"What are you waiting for?" Ricky said.

"One, in front of us is a military castle with dozens of guns of all kinds, and second, Silvertongue's power is far more powerful than you think."

"So we just have to wait, wait for a good time...... Connected with Silver Tongue, I know he's a good guy, but he's a German, not an American I'm not sure if he's willing to help us, so we'd better buy him a favor, even you know the danger of capturing him back to coerce and coerce ****, okay, then don't trouble ourselves. ”

At this time, the three who had managed to climb to the roof had been discovered by the Capricorn King's men below, and Furchart and Greyfinger did not have Farid's own racial talent, and the leap of faith and hopscotch were not their strong points.

The FBI, who was squatting outside, quietly followed while the people inside the castle were chasing the three men, and made their way into the castle.

However, at this time, Zas received a report from the agents who stayed behind at Finolio, the author of the Ink Heart, and the Capricorn King's men approached him, and found that Meggie also had the ability of the Silver Tongue, and took Meggie and Fenolio with him.

After pondering for a moment, ignoring Ricky's eyes, Zas told the two agents to stay still and continue to follow, and if they really couldn't, they would join them at Capricorn's castle.

"Why not stop them." Ricky lowered his voice and asked, "That way, the Capricorn King will have three Silver Tongues, and even if he is an idiot, it will become a huge trouble." ”

"Our strength is limited, and we don't even have an advantage in numbers and weapons at all, and our only advantage is that it is a strange army hidden in the shadows, so we can't expose ourselves, and we have to stand still until the opportunity comes."

Zas convinces Ricky that although he is Ricky's superior by rank, the relationship between the two is more like that of friends, and some explanations are necessary.

However, when the FBI acted silently, the situation of the castle Flask and others took a sharp turn.

Greyfinger was soon caught, Furchart and Farid were exposed, and Meggie and Fenolio were brought back to the castle by Capricorn's men.

And when the Capricorn King knew that Meggie also had the ability of the Silver Tongue, he immediately gave up the pursuit of Furchart, for him only one Silver Tongue was enough, he recalled all the men, ready for a carnival, he wanted Meggie to summon the most powerful creature in the Ink Heart.

Shadow.

Forged from the ashes and black magic of the man the Capricorn King killed, it is a shadow, moving beneath the dirt, it only appears when the Capricorn King summons it, its body, and even its breath, kills, it is the most terrifying thing in the heart of Ink.

Capricorn King kept a copy of the Ink Heart, the last one, which was used to summon the Dark Shadow, which was presented in a chest full of poisonous snakes, and now, it was taken out.

It's like a dark shadow is coming......

"We're in trouble." Ricky, who had heard the conversation between Meggie and the Capricorn King through a bug, said that even Zath, who had always been calm, had to admit that once this thing called the Black Shadow appeared, it would definitely be a disaster.

The dragon incident and Jim's disappearance were nothing compared to it, and Zas, a creature that sounded like pure fantasy and magic, wasn't even sure if thermal weapons would work on it.

Perhaps only Silvertongue has a way to deal with it.

But Silvertongue can only summon the stuff of the story to deal with it, which often means another new trouble, which rolls more and more and more, and in the end it will get out of control and explode completely.

At that time, not to mention the FBI, the whole world will be implicated.

"We've got to stop him." Zas said.

"How to stop it?"

"It's time to meet with Folchat."

The Capricorn King's men were all gathered in the large square outside the castle, including the Capricorn King himself, who had set up huge platforms and shelves in the square, ready for Meggie to summon the Dark Shadow to meet the powerful creature.

These peasant bandits from the Middle Ages were very skillful, after all, the most common thing they did in the Middle Ages was to build wooden houses and the like, and in a short time a huge staircase appeared in the square.

At the same time, Furchart and Grey Finger Farid also see Finolio and Lisa, Furchart's wife, who are hanging in a wooden cage.

They were going to set a fire, release all those monsters, and then take advantage of the chaos to save Megilisa and the others, it was a crazy idea, almost completely impossible to achieve, but this was their only chance.

Just as the three of Furchart were about to steal gasoline from their car, they passed by a corridor when a huge force suddenly grabbed the three of them into the shadows in the corner of the corridor.

"Shhh Zas said quickly.

Furchart was also confused, but now he couldn't make a noise to attract the attention of Capricorn's men for whatever reason, so he made a silent gesture to Gray Finger and Farid, and then asked strangely, "American, FBI?" Why are you here? ”

"I'll cut it short." Zas said quickly, "You've been to New York before, and when you were in New York, your daughter Meggie read a book, and it happened that my partner and I were on a mission nearby, and he got into the book. ”

"We followed the clues all the way to you, and I need your help to get him out, but for now, I think I should rescue your daughter and wife first, and stop the Capricorn King."

Furchart was stunned for a moment, but quickly digested Zas's message, "Your partner is in...... What did Meggie summon. He asked, stunned for a moment.

"A dragon."

"Okay, a dragon."

"Furchart, who are they?" Farid, who had already recovered from his panic, suddenly asked again like a curious baby, like Furchart.

"Uh...... Some like the police. Furchart replied impatiently.

"Police?"

"It's the palace guard."

"Oh! Palace Guard! They're amazing! ”

Ignoring Farid's idiotic question, Furchart asked Zas, "How many of you are there?" ”

"Eight, all here, only eight pistols."

Hearing Zath's answer, Folchart was immediately discouraged again, "But it's better than nothing." He said comfortingly.

"I think so, too." Zas nodded, "By the way, I'll have good news for you, we've stolen gasoline." ”……

The square was brightly lit and full of torches, illuminating it as if it were daytime, and Meggie, dressed in a white gown, was escorted to the square by the Capricorn King, and was driven to the recital, which had been prepared.

"Hurry up!" The minions behind her shoved.

As he passed by the Capricorn King, the Capricorn King on the throne of the High Throne whispered to Meggie, "Don't play tricks, or you'll never see your mother again." ”

He already knew the identity of the maid Lisa, Furchart's wife, or he wouldn't have hung her in a wooden cage with Fenolio to threaten Meggie.

Meggie trembled as he walked up the steps, as the Capricorn King shouted from his throne, "It's time to be reunited with our old friends!" ”

The Inkheart was taken from the box full of poisonous snakes and handed to Meggie.

Lisa and Finolio were surrounded by Capricorn's men, guns in their hands, ready to break the two men in the wooden cage to pieces.

"Read! Quick read! ”

The minions below were roaring, and under the threatening gaze of the Capricorn King, Meggie began to read slowly, "The Capricorn King led a group of fierce people, they were feared by everyone, they were terrible, everywhere they passed, people locked their doors and windows, dragged their families and hid, but among all the villains in that forest, the people were most afraid of the dark shadow......"

With Meggie's voice, the already dark sky suddenly darkened again, and even a howling wind appeared.

Everyone looked up, even the Capricorn King, who longed for the Shadow, the power and great deterrence that the Shadow brings.

"She's got to be stopped." Ricky, who was hiding in the shadows with Zath, said, "That thing is coming out." ”

"Nope." "It's not messed up yet, and if we do it now, they're going to kill Lisa and Fenolio." ”

"You can't expect Silvertongue to help us after we kill his wife."

"But it's a dark shadow." Ricky growled, "You can see that if this thing comes out, it will be a disaster for the whole world!" ”

"But the silver tongue is even more terrifying."

While the two were arguing in a low voice, Furchart was also waiting for a signal, the fire and chaos in the castle were the signal, and they would take this opportunity to rush out and take advantage of the chaos to rescue Lisa and the others.

Waiting for Greyfinger and Farid to be silent.

"Fire ...... Fire! Grey Finger rubbed his hands frantically, trying to burst out a little spark, but in vain.

Even the arguing Zas and the others sensed something was wrong, and they stopped arguing, and Ricky whispered, "Damn, I should have left an agent there." "In order to be able to successfully rescue, now all eight of them are here.

Meggie was just as anxious, but she couldn't stop reading under the threat of the Capricorn King.

Soon, they didn't need to dwell on it anymore, because on the other side of the castle, there was a sudden thunderous roar.

It's a dark shadow.

It came out. (To be continued.) )