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After all, it is the heart part, and if it is a little worse, it is a hopeless ruin. What's more, the node of the heart is the core node of the illusion, and destroying it is equivalent to collapsing with all the other illusion nodes, and under such a damage to all the internal organs, Angel can only say that he still takes it for granted.

He thought that it was just a few clouds of magic that would not cause much damage to his internal organs, but he was wrong. When the manifestation of that magic is replaced by a new one, it is often impossible to blend energy without loss, and this loss is insignificant in other places, but at this time, the illusion node is in the internal organs, and that little loss becomes a life-urging talisman.

Angel only felt a sharp pain in his internal organs, a feeling of nausea rose, and he unconsciously spat out a mouthful of blood with minced meat. Immediately after that, it was dark, and he fell to the ground unconscious.

......

Time goes back a few minutes ago.

The people in the outfield began to understand that something was wrong with the situation in front of them. According to Flora, they are no longer in the infield, but have come to a place called "Nightmare".

Sanders's sudden appearance and Flora's pale face made them all feel a sense of crisis. Especially Sanders kept a straight face from beginning to end, even if Lydia accosted him, he never spoke, and did what he was doing.

Sanders' forehead was already covered in sweat, which showed how difficult it was for him to do it.

"It feels like we're in a terrible place. The white-haired old wizard Cooper's face was worried, "It's such a mess, I don't know when it's a head." ”

"Yes, we came to the auction, but we were in this situation. I don't know if it's dangerous, can I get out of the Nightmare Realm...... Twilight-sama, aren't you responsible for this?"

Twilight's face had been gloomy since she learned that the boy was a disciple of Sanders, and her anger was beyond measure, but she kept holding back, fearing that someone would take advantage of it. Now someone finally got up, although they didn't point out her wrong behavior, but they also made her very uncertain about returning everything to twilight.

Everything in front of us still has to give a solution in the end. She thought for a moment and said to everyone, "After you leave here, if something happens to you, Twilight will naturally make amends." But if you're all right, you'll just watch a play, how about it?"

In countries with sound legal codes, such violations of the right to personal liberty may result in substantial compensation. But this is the wizarding world, and it's good to be able to protect yourself wisely, but it's not beautiful to ask too much.

"Then it's decided, let's take a good look at this ...... Play. ”

In order not to discredit the Twilight Auction, Twilight must come up with a solution. All the sources pointed to the boy in the white mist, and she wanted to move the boy but she had to cross the Sanders level. This solution is not advisable, and she can only start from other aspects, such as...... The only exit from the entire hall, the main gate behind the white fog.

Twilight waved her hand and beckoned a member of the Twilight Guard, "I'll make a heart-to-heart connection with you, go to the doorway and see what's going on behind it, and don't act rashly without my orders." ”

The Twilight team nodded, and was about to step into the white mist.

"Don't go in, it's not done in Angel...... No one was to enter the fog before that incident, or else—no mercy!" Sanders' grim voice echoed through the audience.

It was Sanders' first time speaking since he appeared, but the meaning of his words was fiercely threatening.

"You!" Twilight pointed at Sanders, a pang of anger in her heart. But she didn't dare to say a word of evil, so she could only glare at Sanders angrily.

Sanders gave her a cold look: "If you want to die, you can try." ”

Sanders's unequivocal momentum enveloped the audience, and no one dared to question it.

Lydia walked to the center of the extravagant hall with amorous steps, and said in a coquettish tone: "Lord Sanders, it is your disciple inside, and outsiders naturally can't be ignored. But now we have to come up with a way, are we really going to stand here and wait for this show to end?"

Sanders looked at the infield, hundreds of people were trapped here, and he also sighed secretly: Angel is not worried.

"According to Twilight, you can just watch the show, the outcome is already doomed anyway. "Either there is nothing to do and the wind is calm, or there is an uproar, and the southern region will be in turmoil.

Because it involves the Nightmare Realm, Sanders didn't want to explain more, and after throwing out this sentence directly, he didn't pay attention to others.

Everyone looked at each other, but since the strongest people present had spoken, they also put away their slightly apprehensive hearts and stood aside and began to watch the play.

After a while, suddenly a shout came from the white mist: "Don't come! Don't come out! Go back!"

While everyone was still wondering what was going on, they saw five strange cards burst out of the billowing white mist, holding weapons and looking strange.

"It's a half-step wizard-level monster again...... But there are only five of them, and they can still deal with them. ”

Twilight orders the five card guards to be slashed, but Sanders doesn't stop him, just glances at it, focuses slightly on the gun in the Joker's hand, and then retracts his gaze.

These five card guards have caused a lot of damage to the Twilight Guardians, and although they are about the same level as the Rainbow Dragonfly, they have weapons!

Swords, guns, and shields, at least as advanced weapons.

The clown's firearm had never been seen before, but Ingres had seen it with a gun to block the Twilight Guard's spell not long ago. It's just that it's not very powerful, and they don't care. But the guns used in the clown brand are amazingly powerful. Every bullet carries an unrivaled energy.

In just a few seconds, another member of the defense team died at gunpoint.

But fortunately, although the other wizards said that they were watching the show, they didn't really stand by, and the card guards under the friendship were quickly subdued and eliminated, but in the end, the clown card, like the colorful dragonfly, disappeared stealth. There were only 4 other cards, which were torn to shreds by them.

At first, the crowd was worried that the clown was holding a ranged firearm and would pose a threat to them if he became invisible. But like the Colorful Dragonfly, the Joker card no longer attacks anyone after it disappears.

"Could it be that these strange things actually have no intention of fighting us at all?"

After a few more minutes, Ingres's screams could be heard in the white mist.

Everyone except Sanders looked up at the white mist, and after a while, a group of short building block guards came out of the monsters, these guards were very small, and as soon as they appeared, they accompanied the Teacup Band, not advancing or retreating, nor threatening, just kept stepping, as if they were welcoming the arrival of some big man.

Flora frowned and sent a message to Sanders, "Isn't it inappropriate to let Angel face those monsters alone?"

Sanders replied after a while, "If you were a villager eager to cross the river, would you kill the man who built the bridge?"

......

The sudden pain in his internal organs caused Ingres to pass out.

But after a while, Ingres woke up again, and saw from the horizon that the building block soldier was stepping from the Nightmare Realm into the Nightmare Realm, which showed that he had not been in a coma for a long time.

"How can you commit suicide, you are a great contributor to Her Majesty's expansion of the territory. An emotion came from overhead.

The one who emitted this emotion was the green-haired owl doll, which was flying in the air, glaring at Ingres with very displeased eyes and spitting green mist out of its mouth.

As soon as those green mist came into contact with Angel, they turned into a comfortable cool breath and drilled into his body, relieving all kinds of injuries in his body, and even the injuries in his heart were soothed by this green breath.

In addition to his heart, Ingres found that his limbs were rejuvenated.

The arm bones and leg bones, which were originally crumbled into bone residue, are now completely recovered. Angel tentatively stood up, not feeling hindered.

This green mist was so powerful that all the injuries on his body were repaired...... Except for the white gas hole in the shoulder blades.

The owl doll saved him, and although he was grateful, Ingres never changed his position as far as his position was concerned.

Angel didn't care about the brick soldiers, and the first thing he woke up to see if the illusion was gone. However, the illusion node he had constructed was gone, but the Nightmare Realm had not changed, and the passage was still stable.

"It's useless to even destroy nodes?!" Ingres frowned, now he didn't know what to do.

Ingres suddenly felt a familiar heaviness above his head, and the owl doll was standing on his hair again.

Ingres rolled his eyes in his heart, could his hair be the genius of the bird world? how could birds like to stop on top of his head?

"Mr. Owl, can you change places, they're all out, why are you still here?" said Ingres.

The owl doll did not answer.

Ingres thought about it, and then used emotional fluctuations to spread the sentence.

This time, it was crooked, and the owl doll understood his words, but the other party's focus was wrong: "Ahhh

The owl doll said that, frantically pecking at the top of Ingres's head with its beak.

Don't look like it's a doll, but it hurts to peck it. Angels kept apologizing, shouting, "Lord Ollie, I was wrong, don't peck!

The owl doll stopped and emitted green ripples: "Remember, I am Lord Ollie! Don't call me by the wrong name! This is the queen herself for me, it is my glory!"

"Good, good!" replied Angell.

After grooming his hair a little, Ingres noticed two more things approaching in his vision, a red fox playing a harp, and a green-skinned frog singing an aria.

"The fox playing the piano, the frog singing?" because he had an emotional conversation with the owl doll, so when he saw the scene in the field of vision, Ingres subconsciously used emotional fluctuations.

Owl Doll: "It's Fawkes and Flogg? Great, the Queen's Night Watch is indispensable for the accompaniment of professional musicians!"

Hearing the owl's words, Angel felt that their names were faintly familiar. But he didn't dwell on it, because an idea popped into his head at this point.