Main Text Volume Chapter 371 The Lost Millennium Formation

At night, Angell told Du Shan that he would be away for a few days, and then left some gold coins and went out again.

He returned to Waterglass this time mainly to report the news. The time he agreed with Shadow was tonight, and the location was... the Resentful Forest, the Corpse Cave.

Just as Angell stepped out of the door and prepared to leave by boat, a lonely crescent boat came from afar.

Angell stopped his steps.

Under the soft moonlight, the vicissitudes of the face of the person were revealed.

The humid sea breeze lifted the slightly white hair of the person.

"In just a few days, the earl's face has become much more vicissitudes." Angell whispered.

The person who came was Leon Rick. Originally in Angell's eyes, this was a vigorous middle-aged man, but in just a few days, Leon Rick's face was full of wrinkles, his hair was pale, and his eyes were turbid like an old man in his seventies or eighties.

Leon Rick put away the oars and entered the boat, his expression was powerless and obscure.

"Master Mask..." He hesitated to speak, his voice also carried the vicissitudes of the sunset.

"You came to me alone, have you prepared for the worst?"

Leonrick smiled bitterly and shook his head, "These days, I have been thinking about what to do. I can't take the lives of the people in the city to make this gamble."

Leonrick lowered his head: "But I really want to know who that person is. I tossed and turned every day and couldn't fall asleep at all. I finally fell asleep, and all I dreamed of was my daughter Magda crying and accusing me of not being a qualified father. And those who lost their shadows all crawled in front of me and criticized me for not being qualified to be the lord of this city."

"In this torture worse than death, I decided to come alone. I won't go to trouble that master, but I want to know his identity, okay?"

Anger looked at Leonrick, who was in tears. He understood how entangled the person in front of him was. On one side was the greater righteousness, and on the other was the ego. The ego wanted to sacrifice the greater righteousness, but the secular etiquette told him that the greater righteousness could not be sacrificed by the ego.

If Angel faced this question, he might be condemned by his conscience, but he would still abandon the greater good without hesitation and choose the ego. He has a bottom line, but he is also selfish.

However, it is precisely because of people like Leonrick that the peace and tranquility of this city can be maintained. This is what Angel admires Leonrick the most.

"Okay. I just happened to contact him recently. What do you want to know?" Angel felt no guilt for betraying the information of the shadow.

"Why did he steal the shadow?" Leonrick asked the question he wanted to know most. If he could help solve this problem of the adult, would he be able to stop the shadow of his people from disappearing?

Angell sorted out his words: "Criminals who kill people can be roughly divided into three categories, some are forced to do so, and some are forced to do so. In addition, there is another type of criminal who kills people because..." Angell stretched out his finger and tapped his temple: "They are sick."

Leonrick didn't understand why Angell mentioned this, but he still followed Angell's train of thought and said: "Your Excellency means that madmen kill people?

"Madmen kill people, and they are also forced to do so. The illness I'm talking about refers to mental integrity and psychological illness. There is probably a word to describe this group of people, perverted."

Angel: "You asked why they would steal shadows, so you can think about what the murder philosophy of perverted murderers is? They will all seek a reason to kill people that can satisfy their own psychological symptoms, and the specific manifestation is... a sense of ritual or a sense of unity."

Being able to transform a place like Waterglass with gloomy folk customs into a city where everyone is polite today, it can be seen that Leonrick is not a stupid person. He immediately reacted to what Angell wanted to say: "Your Excellency means blondes and blue eyes? "

Angel nodded: "A pervert obsessed with blondes and blue eyes, taking photos is just to satisfy his psychological illness."

"Then...what will happen to those shadows?"

"Probably become some kind of collection, just like some people's secret hobbies."

Leonrick originally thought that if he could help that adult solve the problem, he might be able to get "him" to let the shadows go. But after listening to Angel's words, he was completely desperate. A pervert could not be persuaded by secular values ​​at all.

That's right, Leonrick thought about the books he had read about wizards, and they were basically perverts who would destroy cities and towns if they disagreed... Thinking of this, Leonrick stole a glance at Angel. Fortunately, although this adult was sometimes unkind, he did not regard human life as worthless. Even if Magda had offended him before and Tyrael pointed at him and scolded him, he only gave her a light punishment.

"What else do you want to know? "Angel asked.

Leon Rick: "Can you tell me who that gentleman is?"

Angel snapped his fingers, and a faint illusion covered the two of them, and the phantom of Shadow slowly appeared in front of Leon Rick.

"He is the person you are looking for." Angel pointed at Shadow and said: "I don't know his real name, his code name is Shadow."

Leon Rick was startled by the sudden figure, but he soon calmed down and carefully observed Shadow's appearance.

Shadow looks extremely handsome, with thin short hair that is almost coffee-colored, and his facial features are very cold and hard, especially the slanted eyebrows, which are as sharp as a cold blade. From the appearance, Shadow seems to have a cold personality. But in fact, Shadow is more of a ruffian, which is difficult to show from the outside.

"I'll give you one last warning. He's very strong. Just take a look. It's best not to come into contact with him. You know, perverts are actually very unreasonable, especially for ordinary people. He won't even speak to you. There is no chance." After that, Angel left in the boat.

Leonric looked at Angel with a hint of pleading in his eyes. He wanted Angel to save those who lost their shadows and save his daughter, but he couldn't say it.

Angel saw this look and sighed slightly in his heart, but didn't say much.

…

When we arrived at the agreed place, it was already the zenith of the moon.

However, the plants in the Resentment Forest were so luxuriant that they were grown by the corpses buried underground. They blocked the sky and no moonlight could be seen.

Angel casually cast a light spell and jumped into the corpse cave.

Wearing a tall hat and fully opening the purification field, the rotten smell was blocked out. Angel stepped over the corpses and maggots on the ground and arrived at the small stone room where the extraordinary gathering was held a week ago.

"You're finally here, I've been waiting for you for a long time." Shadow smiled. Eight puppets stood behind him, all of them pale and with strange smiles.

"Start now?" Angel asked.

Shadow nodded, "Follow me, the formation is still ahead."

Shadow led the way, followed by a group of puppets.

Angel thought the end of the corpse cave was here, but as he continued to walk forward with the shadow, he discovered that there was a small gap on the other side. Behind the gap, there was an evil atmosphere, and there was no end in sight.

"The magic energy array that has been lost for thousands of years is inside." Shadow took the lead and got through.

Angel remembered that when the shadow came to the ranger's cabin in the morning, the evil aura on his body was exactly the same as the aura behind the gap. He can be contaminated with such a strong evil spirit, and he wants to stay in it for these days.

After passing this gap, there will be a deep and dark road.

Although there was no smell of rotting corpses on this stretch of road, Angel felt that it was more filthy than maggots and corpses everywhere.

Even if the purification force field is turned on, it is difficult to completely drive away the omnipresent evil spirit.

"Even if this hat is put at the auction of Sky Mechanical City, it can still sell for seven or eight thousand magic crystals." Shadow said with an envious look: "You are not the seed cultivated by the Savage Cave, are you? That's not right. I remember that Savage Cave didn’t have an elite seed plan, it was all free-range.”

"Or are you from a wealthy wizarding family?"

Angel did not say much about this, but pointed to the puppet behind him and asked: "What will you do with these people in half a month?"

Shadow shrugged: "What can I do with it? I can't take it away, I can only let it go. And none of them meet my aesthetics. If there are puppets like you among them, I will be punished by being whipped by my mentor. We need to bring him back to Sky Mechanical City."

Angel: "I thought you were going to kill them."

"I have no interest in bullying these scum."

"My mentor once told me, don't bully young people into poverty. Maybe one day, they will counterattack, and you will become a stumbling block for them." Angel recalled some online novels stored in the holographic tablet. , the worse the qualifications, the more likely they are to counterattack.

"Don't deceive young people into being poor. I agree with this statement. But if it is generally applied to the world of cannibal wizards, it would be a bit naive."

After walking for about ten minutes in the filthy atmosphere, the two arrived at a hidden secret room.

As soon as he stepped into the secret room, Angel felt strange auras rising from the lines under his feet.

Angel is no stranger to magic energy arrays. This is a typical activated magic energy array. The level cannot be seen, but the lines are very primitive, and it should be a very ancient magic energy array.

"Did you see anything?" Shadow joked when he saw that Angel was looking seriously. He didn't believe that Angel could see anything. Magic energy formation was an extremely complex subject. According to Angel's age, even if he was learning magic energy formation, he would probably stop at the magic pattern stage.

"This magic energy array has existed for at least ten thousand years."

"What's the meaning of this statement?"

"The style of writing is very primitive. The sculptor may not have learned the 'Bantu Sanjiao Technique'. Many places can actually be simplified. For example, this horn, although I don't know what this magic energy array is, but this horn is recorded in the book as A typical useless corner can be changed into a single stroke using six stacks of magic spells to control the amount of magic." Angel pointed at one of the complicated corners and talked.

"Have you ever learned the magic energy array?" Shadow asked in surprise. He didn't know if what Angel said was true, but that was why he didn't realize how serious it was.

"No, I just read it in the book."

Shadow took a deep breath and looked at Angel slightly solemnly. He pointed at the magic energy array on the ground and said: "This magic energy array was created thousands of years ago when the Kulakuka tribe suffered the greatest genocide disaster. It was opened by a wizard from the Black Castle, which brought the Kulakuka tribe into the middle world and gave them a peaceful life.”