Chapter 2628: Inspiration Sublimation

When everyone followed Angel's reappearance across the square, their expressions were still in a daze.

In particular, when they passed by the "pyramid" built by the Wu-eyed ghost, they looked at the special Wu-eyed ghost that was high above them and was still posing even though it had transformed. They felt even more suspicious and unspeakably absurd.

"You..." Doakes hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but ask: "How did you do it?"

"Are you sure you want to know now? We are about to reach the exit." Angel said with a hint.

The game between Doakes and his inspiration is not over yet. The final decision will be made when they successfully reach the exit.

And it's not far from the exit.

After listening to Angel's words, Doakes was stunned for a few seconds before whispering softly: "Sure enough, bystanders are the most sober."

"The authorities are not confused either," Angel said smoothly. It's not a compliment, Doakes did wake up earlier than he thought. Even Angel didn't know when Doakes woke up. If the Black Earl hadn't secretly reminded him, he would have thought Doakes had been inspired. Walk with nose in your nose.

I have to admit that Angel underestimated Doakes at first. In other words, he used the wizarding organization as his backer, looked down at Doakes with a sense of superiority, and thought he could inspect everything. In fact, the clown who got carried away was himself.

It's no wonder that the Black Earl mentioned the wandering wizard's base camp from time to time before, so that Angel could visit the Cross Headquarters when he had time. This was no longer a hint, but an explicit statement.

Although wandering wizards have their shortcomings, they are by no means completely defeated by wizard organizations and wizard families. They must be beneficial. Otherwise, there would not be so many fake wandering wizards hanging around the Cross Headquarters.

Doakes smiled: "Okay, I won't ask anything else, but there is one question I must ask."

At this point, Doakes's expression became solemn: "I want to know, is there really a hidden danger in that special Wu-eyed ghost?"

Needless to say, Doakes needs a definite answer as a final proof of his game with inspiration.

"Yes." Angel said firmly: "There is an extraordinary thing on it, which is the product of enchanted alchemy. It is extremely delicate. I didn't take a closer look, but I can basically infer from the limited details that this alchemy prop Its functions include mind control and remote sound transmission. The former is the most important, and the latter is just a small trick added by the refiner. "

"You should be able to guess that although the former is important, it is the additional small means that will really cause trouble to us."

Doakes said thoughtfully: "Who will the message be transmitted to?"

Angel: "There are not many people to whom I can pass the message here."

Doakes looked at Angel and nodded solemnly: "I understand, thank you, this news is very important to me."

Angel nodded indifferently. If Doakes can conquer his own inspiration, it will be a happy thing for them, so Angel doesn't mind helping Doakes complete the last piece of the puzzle.

As they got closer to the exit of the office area, Doakes became more and more silent.

On the outside, he seems to be fine, but there is no doubt that in his mind, his heart, and his thinking space, he is making the final statement with his own inspiration.

Yes, it is a presentation, not a game to the end. After all, inspiration is not Doakes' enemy. To put it bluntly, inspiration can mislead him in the past, but it is actually Doakes' subconscious that is at work.

Playing games with your own subconscious is a very interesting and difficult thing. The game was over the moment Angel returned, and what was left was no longer a fierce tit-for-tat confrontation, but a reconciliation between himself and himself.

Because Doakes had entered the final stage at this time, the Black Earl took the initiative to cancel the psychic tether that communicated with Doakes, and then used the psychic tether to tell others: "Don't disturb him until he wakes up."

"I understand." Kael and Vai nodded one after another. They had vaguely noticed something before. They just heard the conversation between Angel and Doakes. Although they didn't clarify it, based on the relationship between the two of them. He basically already knows Doakes’ current status.

"Sir, can Doakes succeed?" Vai walked to Angel and asked through the psychic tether.

Angel did not answer, but glanced at the Black Earl.

Then the Black Earl's exclusive "private chat" channel was opened: "This kid Vai, for some reason, suddenly started to admire you. This bastard guy, you have been following him for so many years in vain!"

Even though the psychic tether could not directly transmit the sound, Angel could still sense the Black Earl's annoyance from the ups and downs of information flow in the private chat channel.

It's normal when you think about it... The question Vai asked could obviously be asked to the Black Count, but he came to ask him anyway, which made the Black Count turn his face.

However, Vai worships himself? Angel was a little confused. He seemed to have done nothing, so why did he worship him?

Or is it that Vai doesn't actually admire him, but wants to use him to fight the Black Earl?

Angel had the following thoughts because Doakes once told him about the "conspiracy theory" of the Black Earl's clone. Vai himself is probably a supporter of the conspiracy theory. He not only respects his master, but also feels that My parents had evil intentions, so I stayed in Mesoemia all year round and became a real homebody.

However, the otaku is not without Xiao Jiujiu. Vai wants to use himself to fight the Black Earl. In fact, in his mind, it is normal.

Angel personally tends to believe that Wai does not worship him.

After all, Angel himself is actually a person who likes "conspiracy theories".

"Why should you be angry, sir? Perhaps it is because you are too close that you are embarrassed to ask." Angel replied.

Black Earl: "I know exactly what he thinks."

After a pause, Black Earl said again: "I also know exactly which direction you will guess in your heart."

Angel: "..."

Black Earl snorted coldly: "I just don't bother to explain, he doesn't want to think that if it weren't for me, he would have died countless times. If I really want to harm him, would I agree to let him stay in Mesomia?"

"As for you, don't think about it, this bastard just worships you inexplicably."

Angel's mind was full of question marks at this time. Does Wai really worship him? What did he do to make Wai worship him?

"The avatars of the Lord have been scattered among the descendants. I don't think it's just for protection, right?" Since the Black Earl took the initiative to mention this topic, Angel also wanted to know what the conspiracy theory that was circulated in the outside world was all about.

But the Black Earl did not give a direct answer, but said in a meaningful tone: "What you get, you have to pay. This is the law of nature."

Although the Black Earl did not say anything, Angel understood that the Black Earl protected the descendants and kept instructing the descendants on various knowledge. Even if the variable of "family affection" was combined, the cost was far greater than the benefits. Therefore, he must get something from the descendants.

As for what it is, Angel did not know.

In this way, the conspiracy theory is not completely wrong. The Black Earl obviously made a layout.

Wai inherited the smell of death, and the Black Earl followed him with his nose; if other people inherited the corresponding talents, the Black Earl would also let the corresponding parts follow, and there must be some connection between them.

Perhaps, the Black Earl is practicing something in this way. However, the Black Count said before that "he has never harmed Wai", which should be true.

I just don't know what the Black Count is doing and how to strike the right balance.

Angel didn't ask any more questions, because the obscure words of the Black Count just now were actually reminding Angel that he had crossed the line.

If he really wanted to know the answer, Angel could ask Lord Rhine.

Given the relationship between Lord Rhine and the Black Count, he should know a little bit about it. Given Angel's current position in Rhine's heart, if he wants to ask about this kind of gossip from an outsider, Rhine should not refuse Angel unless there is an oath.

"Your Excellency is right, this is indeed a very correct truth." Angel just said casually and stopped talking.

The Black Earl did not dwell on this, but said: "That bastard is still waiting for your answer, so you really don't say anything?"

Angel: "I'm afraid that if I answer, I will be disrespectful to Lord Black Earl."

The Black Earl sneered: "It doesn't matter, I allow you to answer. I want to see what kind of answer you can come up with."

Angel still said slowly: "Then I'll tell you."

"Just say it."

Angel couldn't help but laugh in his heart when he heard the simple and direct answer of the Black Earl, and then quickly adjusted his attitude and pretended to be in deep thought, as if he had been thinking about Wai's question before.

After pondering for a few seconds, Angel slowly said: "About your question..."

Wai looked at Angel with sparkling eyes, and his whole expression was full of expectations.

"Ahem, I don't know the answer either." The next second, Angel's anger dissipated with a shrug.

Black Earl: "..." Is this the way you answer?

Wai: "..." The idol thought for so long, and answered in vain?

Angel patted Wai's shoulder with a smile: "Don't you think about it? I'm not a prophetic wizard, and I don't have the powerful inspiration of Dox. How can I know whether he can succeed in the end?"

"However, he has taken ninety-nine steps and only needs the last step. But this last step is full of risks and variables. Think about it yourself. When you practice magic, do experiments, or complete family tasks, do you often get stuck at the last step?"

Wai recalled carefully, it seems to be true.

"So, the probability is half and half. Either success or failure."

Wai nodded subconsciously and agreed with Angel's statement.

But the Black Earl said unhappily at this time: "What's the difference between you saying nothing?"

Angel: "Of course there is a difference. At least I explained why I didn't know. And the most standard and least questionable answer."

"Right, Wai?" Angel looked back at Wai.

Wai was still confused at this time, and he responded to Angel subconsciously: "Yes. What the master said is right."

Angel looked at the Black Earl again: "See, Wai is also satisfied with my answer."

The Black Earl: "...Now, there are two bastards."

Angel: "I said, why didn't the master count Dox before? He should have occupied the pit all the time."

The Black Earl looked at the faint smile on the corner of Angel's mouth, and felt a sullen anger, but he didn't know where to spit it out.

"You are a bit like your bastard mentor now." The Black Earl almost spit out this sentence with his teeth.

"I can take this as a compliment." Angel said nonchalantly.

The Black Count was completely helpless now, and he turned the stone slab and decided to ignore everyone.

...

Without the interruption of the witch ghost, they quickly crossed the square. Here they could see the direction of the Twin Towers from afar, but they didn't have to go through the Twin Towers. As long as they walked through this last narrow path, they could reach the deep entrance.

When walking on this narrow path, everyone slowed down.

It was not because of danger, but because Dox's pace was slowing down. In order to cooperate with him, everyone had to slow down.

Fortunately, there was no danger in the narrow path, and there were not many witch ghosts.

The reason might be that this place was very close to the entrance, and the smell of the stinky ditch inside was already overwhelming. Although the witch ghosts were not as sensitive as the Black Count's nose, they didn't like to stay in smelly places.

Why did the witch ghost who was flirting before gather so many "fans"? Maybe it was because it had a fragrance on its body.

Fortunately, Angel added several layers of purification force fields, so no matter how bad the smell was, it could not infect. Otherwise, with the Black Earl's violent temper, how could he tolerate Dox's crawling here?

In this way, they followed Dox's slow pace and walked forward slowly.

When nearly twenty minutes had passed, Angel felt a little guilty for wasting time to get a useless thing, but at this time, the guilt had begun to slowly dissipate.

Because he only spent about ten minutes, but Dox took twice as long as him just to walk this narrow road.

Everyone was wasting the team's time. Since Dox wasted more, he naturally felt more comfortable.

Although this was "comparing the bad" and was not a good behavior, Angel personally believed that his feelings were more important than whether his behavior was good or not.

Besides, all these psychological activities were carried out in his own mind, and he didn't say it out loud. Whether he wanted to compare good or bad was his own business and could not affect other people's three views.

Finally, after nearly half an hour, they left the narrow path and came to the only two maze passages in the entire work area.

Although they knew that there might be a way to the ladder to the prison ahead, standing in front of this passage and feeling the wind from the stinking ditch blowing in their faces, everyone's faces still looked a little bad.

As for why they were still pale and sweating under the purification force field, the reason was very simple -

"Sir, is the passage to the ladder to the prison in the stinking ditch?" Wai's sense of smell was inherited from the Black Earl, so he naturally didn't like the smell, so he was the one who spoke. And his question was the reason why everyone looked bad.

It was really because this place was too smelly, and it was no problem to say that there was a stinking ditch inside.

Are they really going to find the way to the ladder to the prison in the stinking ditch?