Chapter 581: The Art of the Mind

When Maya's eyes were focused on Angel.

A strange feeling came to him. He understood why Sanders said "being watched by a prophetic wizard will give rise to induction".

Because he now had this strong induction when being watched by a prophetic wizard, the magic source of the entire mind space was trembling, as if all the magic power was tilted out to block the feeling of being spied on.

His whole body was covered with goose bumps, his mind was blank, only a pair of light green eyes seemed to emerge in his heart, wandering silently.

This... is the feeling of being watched by a prophetic wizard?

No wonder the prophetic wizard would not casually explore the fate of others, because this feeling is too strong and too easy to offend people.

When Angel suddenly realized, Maya gradually retracted her gaze.

The feeling of being spied on faded away immediately.

Maya thought for a moment, as if she was choosing her words. After a long while, he whispered, "The fog is unexpectedly thick, and I can't see any future scenes clearly. However, I can feel that his fate has intersected with many powerful people. I think his future will not be too bad." Maya just inferred from the side that since Angel's fate is entangled with many powerful people, he will naturally enter the circle of powerful people. "Your Excellency Huanmo, you have accepted a good disciple." Maya sighed. Some of the pictures she saw seemed to have various invincible powerful people, and there might even be legendary powerful people. Although I don't know what kind of connection Angel's future will have with these powerful people, maybe enemies or friends, but in any case, Angel can be watched by these powerful people, so it should be good. After all, the strong never cast their eyes on an ant. Sanders smiled slightly: "It's also my luck." Maya raised her eyebrows slightly. Judging from Sanders' response, as the outside world rumored, he really valued Angel more than the first two disciples. Because of Sanders' attitude, Angel's weight in the wizard world will naturally rise. But good and bad come from the same source, and blessings will also be accompanied by dangers.

Maya took a deep look at Angel, then turned her head and naturally set her sights on Duoduoluo.

She had learned from the tree spirit that this person would worship under the Starry Sky Island if nothing unexpected happened. Since he was her apprentice, although she did not send a flying invitation, she always had to distinguish between close and distant.

"Your name is Duoduoluo, come closer, let me take a good look at you." Maya tapped the ground with her cane, motioning Duoduoluo to come forward.

Hearing this, Duoduoluo hesitated for a moment and took two steps forward.

Maya looked Duoduoluo from top to bottom, and had a good impression of him, especially those eyes... clear and clean, like a plateau lake formed by melting snow.

"The mind is clear, and it is an excellent embryo." Maya nodded and praised.

At the same time, she used the "mind and eyes technique" to observe Duoduoluo's future.

After a moment.

Tick, tick

Maya's face was calm, but two streams of blood flowed out of her dark green eyes, crossing the gully-like dry skin, forming two light bloodstains, and finally dripping to the ground.

Seeing this, the white bear wanted to step forward, but was stopped by Maya.

Angel felt a little uneasy. What did Maya see? Why did her eyes bleed? What did this situation mean?

Not only was Angel full of doubts, but Sanders was also very curious.

He knew very well what Maya's "Mind and Eye Technique" meant. This technique, which was born from the "Eye of the Future", was added with Maya's own understanding. It opened eyes in other people's hearts and measured everything. If Maya could make up for the shortcomings of the Mind and Eye Technique and make it rejuvenate and become an original technique, perhaps a path could be opened for her to achieve true knowledge.

At this moment, a "quasi" true knowledge technique actually showed such an abnormality. How could Sanders not be curious?

Could it be that it was backfired? But, what is wrong with Dodolo, why would he fight back against Maya's spying?

For the first time, Sanders officially turned his eyes to Dodolo.

At this time, facing Maya's bleeding eyes, Dodolo was still very calm, as if the little old lady standing in front of him was just an ordinary stranger.

This clean but indifferent look surprised him.

Sanders then recalled the memory of Dodolo, and found that Dodolo showed this normal attitude of "alienation and indifference" to anyone except Angel, including Sanders. But it is this normality that is a little abnormal.

He looks at the other party as an ant, and the ant looks at you as normal. This is obviously wrong, there is no sense of awe, as if there is a lack of emotion.

Seeing Maya remained silent, Sanders thought for a moment: "It seems that his future is very difficult?"

Maya shook her head and wiped the blood from her face: "I don't know, I can't see his future clearly, I only see a blood red color."

Sanders: "A blood red future? It's interesting, but it won't backfire on your mind and eyes."

"It's not a backlash." Maya was silent for a moment, and said softly: "I was warned by 'it'."

"It?" Sanders didn't understand who Maya was talking about at first, but when he saw Maya pick up the cane and gently pointed at the sky, his pupils shrank, "You mean... the will of the world?"

Maya nodded.

"This is just the price of peeping... But this makes me realize something. It seems that my new disciple has a very extraordinary origin." Maya was not angry but happy, her mouth opened, and she laughed a low laugh.

After laughing, Maya took out a golden flying card and threw it casually. The golden flying card turned slowly and finally fell into Duoduoluo's hands.

"From now on, you will be my disciple. There is a pass to Starry Sky Island in the flying card. You can come here to find me at any time!"

Duoduoluo took the flying card, recalled the common sense of the wizarding world that Angel told him, and bowed to Maya: "Teacher."

Maya nodded with satisfaction.

On the other side, the white bear who witnessed this scene had a slightly lost expression. His own flying card was just an ordinary flying card. Even before this, he was Maya's only disciple.

But Duoduoluo's appearance made Maya take out the golden flying card without hesitation. How could he not be sad about this obvious gap?

However, the sad emotion only lasted for a moment, and he slowly set his eyes on Angel.

According to the prophecy, all his ambitions and hopes may be verified from Angel. However, the prophecy did not tell him how to verify it, and he didn't know. But he was not in a hurry. He and Angel were friends now. As long as they maintained their relationship, they would find out one day.

"Are you satisfied with him?" Sanders looked at Maya with doubt in his eyes. Being able to warn the world will represents the future of Dodolo. Perhaps it is very important to the world will?

"Of course, I have a hunch that whether my mind and eyes can become a magic, maybe it will be applied to him."

The mind and eyes technique is related to Maya's path to true knowledge. Her assertion is enough to show her importance to Dodolo.

"I hope so. I hope you can embark on this path as soon as possible." Sanders saw that Maya was unwilling to talk more, so he stopped asking questions and turned the topic to the purpose of their visit.

To talk about business, naturally, we have to clear the field first.

Maya asked White Bear to take Dodolo away first, and there were only three of them left in the observatory in an instant.

"I came to you because I hope you can help him make a conclusion." Sanders opened and closed his mouth, and told the general situation of Angel's right hand through voice transmission.

As Sanders spoke, Maya was startled or frowned from time to time, as if she was thinking about something.

Her eyes looking at Angel became more and more strange. Finally, she thought for a moment and nodded: "I can try. The hand transplant of the humanoid creature in the nightmare world is really a rare transplant case."

Although Maya is a prophecy wizard, as a wizard, the pursuit of knowledge is endless. This rare transplant case makes her want to study it. However, Sanders is right next to her, and even if she has ideas, she can only suppress them in her heart.

Maya took Angel to the center of the starry sky projection.

"Just sit here and don't worry about anything. Don't resist, relax your mind, I will take you to see its results..." With Maya's gentle words, Angel slowly fell into a semi-sleeping state.

...

This is a blood-red world.

He stood under a wooden stake, and in the distance were shadowy buildings, all stained with blood.

At first glance, it was a bit scary.

But for some reason, Angell didn't dislike the blood. Instead, he felt a little intimate, as if it was a part of his body.

He didn't know why he was here, but he knew where this was.

His eyes shifted to the wooden stake next to him, and the familiar lion heart lamp was emitting a faint blood-red glow.

"The fire of the lion heart will never go out." Angell whispered softly.

This is the family motto of the Pat family. Every lion heart lamp in the family must not be extinguished, and it will still shine even in the middle of the night. This is a commandment and a heritage, and it is something that every member of the Pat family must never forget.

"Where is this?" A gentle voice sounded in his ears.

Angell didn't know where the voice came from, but he didn't feel uncomfortable. Instead, he subconsciously answered the man's question: "This is Pat Manor, my home."

"You shouldn't have been home for a long time, why not go back and take a look?" The voice was full of temptation, guiding Angel forward.

Has he not been home for a long time? Angell couldn't remember.

But it seems to be true, so let's go home and take a look? Brother, mentor Jon, are you all right?

Angel walked forward step by step, through the farmland, through the tea garden, through the greenhouse...

Along the way, he saw many familiar figures, all servants working at Pat Manor.

He also saw a horse galloping away, with a handsome knight in iron armor sitting on it.

That was Leon, his brother.

He wanted to see Jon, but as he walked, it seemed as if his feet were out of control, and finally he stood in front of a door.

"Where is behind the door?"

Angel answered woodenly: "It's my bedroom."

"Push it open and see?"

Angel did not hesitate, stretched out his hand and pushed the door open.

His room was small but warm. It was almost the same as before he left, with no major changes.

The only change was that the bed curtain was pulled down, as if someone was sleeping on the bed.

No!

Someone was indeed sleeping on the bed!

Through the wall lamp, he saw a group of arched black shadows behind the bed curtains.

Angel frowned. Could it be that when he was away, some servants didn't know the rules and came to occupy the magpie's nest?

With a trace of anger and doubt, he lifted the bed curtain.

When the bed curtain was lifted, Angel was suddenly stunned. He saw a person sitting on the bed.

The other person slowly stood up, two heads taller than him, full of oppression.

Angel raised his head, trying to see the other person clearly. But at this moment, the whole world began to retreat, and finally everything, including Pat Manor, turned into fragments.

Before the fragments broke, Angel only saw one picture.

A head of golden long hair, raised lips, and... floating green lines.