Main Text Volume Chapter 1466 Red Scarf

When Frost was full of doubts, suddenly, his ears moved and he looked up to look somewhere.

Angel was still shocked by Frost's strength. He heard a "huh" behind him. He looked back and saw Frost's eyes fixed, as if he saw an unknown void.

When Angel was confused, a little light came out from nowhere, swaying and floating in front of Frost.

This tiny light spot began to expand and evolve the moment it appeared, and finally turned into a burning flame.

Angel looked at the flame and felt as if a red light flashed in front of his eyes.

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

The image in the flame was a figure.

This figure stood in the dark void, and his specific face, gender and clothes could not be seen clearly. The only thing that was conspicuous was a bright red scarf like blood.

The scarf emitted a bright red light, covering half of the figure's face.

The red scarf was pulled very long, floating in the void, like a wandering scarlet venomous snake.

Angel always felt that the scarf gave him a very strange feeling. Staring at the scarf, he seemed to be dragged into a mysterious vortex in a trance.

The surroundings were dark and silent.

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

Angel opened his eyes suddenly and found that his eyes were blood red and his body was tied tightly.

"Let him go, he is just an ordinary wizard in the place where I am staying." Frost's elegant and unique tone sounded in Angel's ears.

"Ordinary wizard? In my opinion, it is not ordinary at all." The voice was a male voice, but the nasal cavity seemed to be covered by something, and the sound was a little muffled.

Having said that, the man who spoke still let Angel go.

As the strange friction on his skin disappeared, Angel landed on the ground. It was not until then that Angel realized that what had bound him just now was a long red scarf.

This long red scarf came out of the image in the flame. As Angel was untied, the scarf slowly retracted into the image again.

When the red scarf completely disappeared from the world, the black figure in the image looked at Angel coldly.

Then, the flame image slowly dissipated, and finally turned into a light spot, merging into the void and disappearing.

Angel exhaled a long breath. He could still remember the feeling of being tied up by the scarf before, suffocating, powerless, and his soul and consciousness were sinking... Including the touch of the scarf wrapped around his skin, everything was so real.

He had no idea what was going on.

He was still talking to Frost the second before, and this happened the next second? Who was the figure in the flame? And what about the red scarf? And why did he suddenly attack himself?

Angel felt that his mind was full of questions.

While he was puzzled, Frost's voice came into his ears: "Sorry, I have implicated you. However, Zorn did not want to kill you, he just wanted to make sure that what he said to me was not heard by others."

Frost said to himself: "Zorn is a member of the Order Guild just like me. After I escaped from the "Reincarnation Box of the Dead", I informed the Order Guild of what happened here and needed support. Zorn was sent by the Order Guild. He contacted me just now to confirm this mission with me."

After Frost finished speaking, he shrugged and said: "These are the things that Zorn wants to keep secret. Since I told you about the Reincarnation Box before, I will not hide it from you. "

After listening to this, Angell understood a little bit about the situation, but he was still a little curious. From what Frost said, Zorn was not here, but why could the scarf travel through the boundless time and space and bind himself?

Faced with Angell's curiosity, Frost smiled and said: "Zorn is also a mysterious hunter. Although his experience is not as rich as mine, he has also solved out-of-control objects. That scarf is a trophy he obtained during that mission."

"So, that red scarf is also a mysterious object?" Angell hesitated.

Frost nodded: "Yes, but I won't tell you the specific information. After all, it is not a mysterious object in the state of order. Knowing more is not necessarily a good thing. "

Angel nodded in realization. It is not in an orderly state, but it can be controlled. It is probably a mysterious object that is half out of control, just like the dark movement.

Although Angel is still very curious about the red scarf, he also knows the story of curiosity killing the cat. Moreover, Frost had warned before that once some mysterious objects are out of control, sometimes an action or a word, even if separated by countless space and time, will be dragged into the rhythm of the mysterious object.

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

After Frost explained: "Zorn has arrived near the small world where the Box of Samsara is located, and my short rest this time is about to end."

"Are you planning to break into the Box of Samsara again?" Angel asked curiously.

Frost: "This can only be confirmed after discussing it with Zorn after you go there. "

While speaking, 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 until next time."

Angel originally had many things about the mysterious things, hoping that Frost could give an answer, but changes always come faster than planned.

Angel said goodbye solemnly. Although he was still wary of Frost, he had to say that Frost had helped him a lot in the past few days.

Frost smiled: "Rather than asking me to take care of myself, I hope you can take care of yourself."

Angel looked at Frost in confusion, not understanding what he meant.

Behind Frost was a gradually taking shape space vortex. He stood in front of the vortex and looked at Angel quietly.

Angel only felt that Frost's eyes paused on his left earlobe, then swept across his gloved right hand, and finally fixed on Angel's right eye.

"You should have many adventures." Frost stared at Angel's right eye, "However, no matter how good your luck is, no matter how much fate favors you, it can't last forever."

"Every person who has stepped on thorns and finally became a wizard, his life experience is enough 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 just one of the countless living beings."

"In order for me to have the opportunity to ask you for the favor you promised in the future, you'd better survive. And it's not easy to survive."

"So, take care. I will look forward to meeting you again next time."

After Frost finished speaking, the vortex behind him had become a passage to the unknown void.

Before turning around, Frost took a last look at Angel.

After spending a few days together, he found that Angel had many secrets hidden in him. Including the hidden right hand and right eye, the strange soul, the flame mark carrying the origin fluctuations... and so on, these secrets are very attractive.

Even Frost, who was very restrained in his curiosity, could not help but explore sometimes.

However, every time he planned to explore the secrets of Angel, he had a bad omen in his heart. He always felt that things would become troublesome, and even unpredictable consequences would occur.

Because of this omen, Frost did not explore Angel's secrets. However, his curiosity about Angel did not diminish. As he found more secret traces on Angel, including today's drop... This made Frost more optimistic about Angel.

The more secrets, the deeper the trump card.

"Maybe, he can really step into the mysterious field one day?"

With this thought, Frost walked into the dark vortex.