Chapter 628: Sounds From the Underground City

He put away the diamond crystal, but Sanders had no intention of letting him go.

Angel decided to take advantage of this free time to try whether the mysterious aura he felt in the little spot could be integrated into the illusion.

Thinking of this, Angel immediately sat up straight and began to recall the feeling of wandering in the mysterious power at that time.

That endless cycle, the unknown changes with an unknown future, and the rules with obvious conflicts but unusual harmony... Angel recalled bit by bit, and unraveled the image in his heart.

Feeling that it was almost done, he slowly opened his eyes.

The thinking space was dark, and the pure magic squeezed out of the magic source, with the help of the universal axis, quickly combined into a magic model.

This is the most basic illusion.

As the magic power between his fingers surged, Angel had a hunch that this illusion would definitely succeed. When he was in the soul state, he simulated countless illusions with mysterious feelings, and he would definitely be able to appear in the next second.

At this exciting moment, Angel's eyes became brighter and brighter. Seeing that the illusion was about to take shape, the mysterious meaning had already taken shape.

But at this moment, a familiar spiritual force enveloped Angel.

Before Angel could react, the illusion with mysterious meaning appeared and disappeared in an instant. Then, Angel felt a trance in front of his eyes, and the next second he was taken out of the gravity garden by Sanders.

Before Angel felt regretful, he felt a mental lace connected to him, and then Sanders' familiar voice came over: "Remember, don't leak anything that happens in the sleepless city."

Angel responded secretly, and then observed the situation around him.

This is no longer at the edge of the dark domain, but in a dome hall. The hall is like an inner square, with an estimated diameter of about 100 meters. There are colorful light sources and bright patterns painted on the top of the head.

Wizards wearing colorful robes gathered in the square in twos and threes, and from time to time they heard rustling low hums.

He was in the center of the hall, surrounded by formal wizards.

While Angel was still observing the situation, Sanders had already stepped forward and walked towards the crowd not far away. Angel noticed that the previously tense wizard Pine, Quit and Douglas were all there.

Greya, Nausicaa and others were resting on the other side, leaning against a round stone pillar.

The people on Sanders' side were obviously the top leaders of the major wizard organizations. Angel naturally did not dare to approach them, but walked towards Greya's position.

Along the way, Angel could feel that someone's eyes seemed to be on him unintentionally, but when he looked carefully, he did not find any trace.

"Your name is Angel, right? Can we chat?" A cold voice came into Angel's ears.

The source of the sound was right in front of him.

Angel looked up and saw a middle-aged man dressed neatly and rigorously standing in front of him.

Angell knew this man. His neatly combed hair, clean and serious face, a pair of cold gold-rimmed glasses, and the wooden board with a stack of parchment in his hand all showed his identity as the prophetic wizard of the White Coral Floating Island, Professor Anglo, the 'String Plucker'.

Faced with the inquiry of a formal wizard, Angell naturally did not dare to be disrespectful and immediately expressed his respect respectfully.

Anglo was not a person who was used to small talk. He went straight to the point and asked about what happened in the Dark Realm.

Angell's answer was that he didn't know anything. If he really couldn't answer, he would respond with silence.

"You created the energy storm, didn't you? Why don't you let it continue? Maybe the dark area will disappear?"

Angel was about to express his silence when Sanders' voice came from the other end of the mind band: "The prophecy wizard infers the answer, not your current answer. Try to put all the responsibility on me, and then get away from Anglo as soon as possible."

After receiving Sanders' signal, Angel carefully chose his words and said to Anglo: "Professor, this is the decision of the instructor, and I don't know the reason."

Angel did not accept or doubt Angel's answer. He just stared at Angel tightly, and inferred deeper things from some of his small movements when answering questions, the angle of his eyebrows, and even his heart rate, sweat rate, and the pheromones emitted from his body.

Anglo: "Then why did you leave the Dark Realm alone before, the time when Lexa saw you?"

Angel thought for a moment, and just as he was about to speak, Anglo said again: "So, you accidentally discovered the exit, right?"

Angel was stunned for a few seconds, and before he came to his senses, Anglo smiled slightly: "Thank you for your response. Although I still have many questions, let's stop here today. Otherwise, the eyes of Lord Phantom Demon can really kill people."

After that, Anglo turned around and prepared to leave. Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, paused, turned to Anglo and said: "Your personality is indeed as Moruo said, very different from Lord Phantom Demon." Anglo pushed his glasses: "Perhaps, academic life is more suitable for you."

Angel straightened up and gradually walked away.

Angel paused for a moment and continued to walk towards Greya. After a conversation with Anglo, Angel felt that he was completely passive. Perhaps it was because of the difference in innate strength and status, or other reasons. Angel was still in a daze when he finished talking to him.

He clearly remembered that he didn't say anything useful, but Anglo's response seemed to have received a lot of information?

In confusion, Angel walked to Greya's side.

Greya greeted him, and seeing his puzzled face, she asked the reason.

Angel roughly told the previous conversation with Anglo.

Graya said indifferently: "So it's for this? Don't bother with that old scholar Anglo, he likes to pretend to be omniscient, but he doesn't really have that ability."

"When you meet him in the future, don't remain silent no matter what he asks. This will allow him to observe some real information from your body's reaction."

At this time, Spivi also interrupted and said: "In fact, the method to deal with Anglo is too simple, you just make up something. As Graya said, the scholar is best at capturing information, summarizing and organizing it, and finally speculating... In short, it's just a bunch of nonsense. So, you just fool him and let him make up a moving story in his mind."

Graya laughed at the side: "Spavi is right. During the Demon Blood Battle, he used this trick to fool many prophecy wizards in the Glorious Realm. You can learn to use it appropriately."

Angel nodded and smiled away the matter.

Angel: "By the way, what happened just now? Why did they suddenly call a truce?"

Greya shrugged: "They were scared. Your mentor didn't tell me the details, but I guess Pine must have agreed to a series of conditions in secret, otherwise why would he look so ugly."

Angel looked back and saw a group of wizards centered on Sanders in the distance, talking about something. As Greya said, Pine and Quit's faces were not good.

The mediation between wizards cannot escape the conflict of interests. Wizards cherish their lives very much. Unless they are in desperate situations, as long as they can solve the problem with interests, they will take the path of negotiation.

Time passed little by little. Angel chatted with everyone at first, but later he ran out of topics and slowly immersed himself in his own thoughts.

In order not to forget the mysterious feeling in the little spot, most of Angel's thoughts were around this.

After an unknown amount of time, Sanders' voice came from the mind band: "Let's go."

Angel opened his eyes and found Sanders standing in front of him, talking to Greya and others: "Greya, take them back to the Savage Cave first, and give Spyvi to Flora." As he spoke, Sanders popped out a gold coin and gave it to Greya: "This is the pass to the Magic Island. Good will arrange your accommodation."

"What about you?" Greya frowned and asked.

"Angel and I have something to do, so we won't go back for the time being, but it shouldn't take long." After Sanders said that, he took Angel out of the hall.

Toby originally stopped at Greya's shoulder, and when he saw Angel leaving, he immediately flapped his wings.

Greya took out a disposable space capsule and handed it to Toby: "There is a magic flower in it, you follow Angel, he needs your protection more."

Toby flapped his wings, said goodbye to Greya, and flew to Angel's side.

Angel casually touched Toby's head, but in his heart he asked Sanders what they were going to do now, whether it was related to the Dark Realm?

"You don't have to worry about the affairs of the Sleepless City. No matter who asks you, they will blame me." Sanders paused: "Let's go to the underground city now. They have locked up all the parasitic apprentices there. After taking out the parasites, we will leave here."

The underground city of the Sleepless City is very similar to the underground trading market, but now the underground city has become a place where ghosts cry and wolves howl. Before you get close, you can hear the strange singing coming from inside.

All the gates to the underground city are blocked, leaving only a patio for entry. Once the parasitic person is caught, he will be thrown from the patio.

And the area near this patio has become the most heavily defended place in the Fufeng District, and almost all the wizards are stationed there.

After passing through layers of barriers, Sanders and Angel arrived next to the patio.

"Sanders, did you see my apprentice in the Sleepless City?" At this time, Wallace, dressed in pure white, came out from nowhere.

Sanders glanced at Angell and said, "You go down first."

The wizards stationed around all raised their eyebrows, with some astonishment in their eyes. They never expected that Sanders would be so confident that Angell would enter the dungeon alone. There are thousands of parasitized apprentices in there!

Angel was not afraid of the parasites. He nodded to Sanders and jumped directly into the patio.

When entering the patio, Angell faintly heard Sanders' answer to Wallace: "No."