In the midst of Frost's doubts, suddenly, his ears moved, and he looked up somewhere.

Ingres was still shocked by Frost's strength, when he heard a "huh" sound behind him, he looked back, but saw Frost's gaze fixed, as if he saw an unknown void.

While Ingres was wondering, a little light came out of nowhere, lingering in front of Frost.

This small point of light, the moment it appeared, began to expand and evolve, and finally turned into a raging flame.

Ingres looked at the flame, and only felt as if a red light flashed in front of him.

Angel rubbed his eyes and looked over again, only to realize that there was a moving image in this flame. And the red light he saw before came from the image.

The image in the flames is a human figure.

The figure stood in the dark void, unable to see his face, gender, or clothing, the only thing that stood out was a blood-colored red scarf.

The scarf glowed bright red, obscuring half of the figure's face.

The red scarf was stretched long and floated in the void, like a wandering scarlet viper.

Angels always felt that this scarf gave him a very strange feeling, staring at this scarf, it was as if he was being dragged into a mysterious whirlpool.

It was dark and silent.

The soul and consciousness slowly disappeared, and when Ingres felt that even the most basic perception might be about to dissipate, someone suddenly coughed in the darkness.

Angel snapped open his eyes and found that his body was blood-red and his body was tightly bound.

"Let him go, he's just an ordinary wizard in the land I've borrowed. Frost's elegant and distinctive tone rang in Ingres's ears.

"Ordinary wizards, in my opinion, are not ordinary at all. It was a male voice who spoke, but the nasal cavity seemed to be covered by something, and the sound that came out was a bit urn-like.

Having said that, the man who spoke still put Angel down.

As the strange friction on his skin wore off, Ingres fell to the ground. It was only then that Angel realized that it was a long red scarf that had been holding him tightly.

This long red scarf came out of the image in the flames. As Ingres unbinds, the scarf slowly retracts back into the image again.

When the red scarf completely disappeared from the present world, the black figure in the image gave Ingres a cold look.

Immediately afterward, the flame image slowly dissipated, and finally turned into a point of light, disintegrating into the void and disappearing.

Ingres let out a long exhale, and he could still remember the feeling of being bound by the scarf, suffocation, weakness, soul and consciousness sank...... Including the touch of the scarf wrapped around the skin, everything is so real.

He had absolutely no idea what was going on.

One second he was talking to Frost, but the next he was in this situation?Who was that figure in the flames? And what was the red scarf? Also, why did you suddenly attack yourself?

Angel felt that his mind was full of questions.

When he was puzzled, Frost's voice came into his ears: "I'm sorry to bother you. Zon wasn't trying to kill you, though, he just wanted to make sure that what he said to me wasn't heard by anyone else. ”

Frost said to himself, "Zorn, like me, is a member of the Order Guild. After I escaped from the "Reincarnation Box of the Undead", I conveyed the matter here to the Order Guild and needed someone to support me. Zorn is the person sent by the Order Guild, and he contacted me just now to confirm this mission with me. ”

After Frost finished speaking, he shrugged his shoulders and said, "These are the things that Zorn wants to keep secret, because I told you about the reincarnation box before, and I won't hide it from you." ”

After listening to this, Angel understood the inside story a little, but he was still a little curious, listening to Frost's meaning, Zon was not here, but why could that scarf travel through the endless time and space and bind himself?

Facing Ingres's curiosity, Frost smiled and said, "Zon is also a mysterious hunter, although he is not as experienced as mine, but he has also solved runaway objects. That scarf was one of the trophies he had obtained during that mission. ”

"So, that red scarf is also a mystery?" said Ingres.

Freightt nodded: "Yes, but I won't talk about the specific information." After all, it's not a mysterious thing in order, and the more you know, the better you know, it's not necessarily a good thing. ”

Angel nodded abruptly. It's not orderly, but it can be manipulated, and like the dark movement, it's a semi-out-of-control mystery.

Although Ingres was still very curious about the red scarf, he also knew the story of curiosity killing the cat, not to mention that Frost had warned that once some mysterious things get out of control, sometimes a single action and a word, even if it is separated by countless time distances, will be dragged into the rhythm of the mysterious thing.

For these mysterious things, if you don't have enough strength and profound knowledge, the less you know, the safer you are.

After Frost explained, "Zorn has already arrived near the small world where the box of reincarnation is located, and my short rest is coming to an end. ”

"Are you planning to break into the box of reincarnation again?" asked Ingres curiously.

Frost: "I'll have to discuss this with Zorn later." ”

As he spoke, Frost stood up from his seat, stretched out his hand and lightly touched the void, and a black vortex began to gradually take shape: "It seems that the unfinished chat with you before can only wait for the next time." ”

Ingres had a lot to do about the mysteries, hoping that Frost would give an answer, but change always came faster than planned.

Angels said goodbye solemnly, although he was still wary of Frost, but I have to say that Frost has helped him a lot in the past few days.

Frost smiled, "I wish you could value it rather than make it more precious to me." ”

Ingres looked at Frost suspiciously, unsure of what he meant.

Behind Frost was a spatial vortex that was gradually taking shape, and he stood in front of the vortex, quietly looking at Ingres.

Ingres only felt Frost's gaze pause on his left earlobe, then sweep over his gloved right hand, and finally freeze on Ingres's right eye.

"Your adventures should be many. Frost looked into Ingres' right eye, "However, no matter how good luck you are, no matter how much fate favors you, it can't last forever." ”

"Every person who has stepped through thorns and finally become a wizard has enough life experience to write a magnificent epic. ”

"So, you have to remember that you may be very special in your own world, but in this pan-plane, you are only one of the many beings. ”

"In order for me to have a chance to get you back the favor you promised in the future, you had better survive. And it's not easy to survive. ”

"So, cherish. I will look forward to seeing you again next time. ”

As Frost finished, the whirlpool behind him had become a passage to the unknown void.

Frost gave Ingres one last last look before turning around.

After getting along for the past few days, he found that Angel was hiding a lot of secrets. Including the hidden right hand and right eye, the strange soul, and the flame mark loaded with the fluctuation of the origin...... And so on, these secrets are very fascinating.

Even Frost, who is very restrained in his curiosity, sometimes can't help but explore.

However, whenever he planned to explore the secrets of Ingres, there was a faint bad omen in his heart. There is always a feeling that things will get troublesome and even have unforeseen consequences.

Because of this omen, Frost did not explore Ingres's secrets. However, his curiosity about Ingres did not wane, as he found more hidden traces on Ingres, including today's descent...... This made Frost more and more optimistic about Ingres.

The more secrets, the deeper the hole cards.

"Perhaps, he will really be able to step into the mysterious realm one day, right?"

With this thought, Frost stepped into the dark vortex.

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