Hyperdimensional Warlock

Chapter 1465 Red Scarf
When Frost was full of doubts, suddenly, his ears moved, and he raised his head to look somewhere.

Angor was still in shock at Frost's strength, but when he heard the sound of "Hey" from behind, he looked back, but saw Frost's gaze fixed, as if he saw an unknown void.

When Angel was puzzled, a ray of light came out from nowhere, floating in front of Frost.

The moment this tiny point of light appeared, it began to expand and evolve, and finally turned into a mass of burning flames.

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

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

The image in the flames is a human figure.

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

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

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

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

It was dark and silent.

The soul and consciousness slowly disappeared, and when Angel felt that even the most basic perception might disappear, someone suddenly coughed in the darkness.

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

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

"Ordinary wizard? In my opinion, it's not ordinary at all." It was a male voice who spoke, but the nasal cavity seemed to be covered by something, and the voice that came out was a bit muffled.

Having said that, the man who spoke still put Angel down.

As the weird friction on the skin disappeared, Angel fell to the ground.Only then did Angel realize that it was a long red scarf that bound him tightly just now.

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

When the red scarf completely disappeared from the present world, the black figure in the image gave Angel a cold look.

Immediately afterwards, the image of the flame slowly dissipated, and finally turned into a spot of light, blending into the void and disappearing.

Angel took a long breath, and he could still remember the feeling of being tightly bound by the scarf, suffocation, powerlessness, sinking of soul and consciousness...including the touch of the scarf wrapped around the skin, everything was so real.

He had absolutely no idea what was going on.

It was obvious that he was still talking to Frost one second ago, and this situation happened the next second?Who is that figure in the flames?And what about that red scarf?Also, why would you suddenly attack yourself?
Angel only felt that his mind was full of questions.

When he was puzzled, Frost's voice came into his ears: "I'm sorry to trouble you. However, Zon didn't intend to kill you, he just wanted to ensure that what he said to me would not be heard by others .”

Frost said to himself: "Zorn, like me, is a member of the Lawful Guild. After I escaped from the "Reincarnation Box of the Undead", I conveyed the matter here to the Lawful Guild. There is support.Zon is the person sent by the lawful guild. He contacted me just now to confirm this mission with me. "

After Frost finished speaking, he shrugged and said, "This is what Zon wants to keep secret, because I told you about the box of reincarnation before, so I won't hide it from you."

After listening to Angel, he got a little understanding of the inside story, but he was still a little curious. According to Frost, Zorn was not here, but why could that scarf bind him through endless time and space?

Facing Angor's curiosity, Frost said with a smile: "Zorn is also a mystery hunter. Although his experience is not as rich as mine, he has also solved out-of-control objects. The scarf was in that mission. , one of his spoils."

"So, that red scarf is also a mystery?" Angel hesitated.

Frost nodded: "Yes, but I won't talk about the specific information. After all, it's not a mysterious thing in the state of order. The more you know, the more you know, it's not necessarily a good thing."

Angel nodded suddenly.It is not in a state of order, but it can be manipulated. Like the dark movement, it is also a mysterious thing that is half out of control.

Although Angel was still very curious about the red scarf, he also knew the story that curiosity killed the cat, not to mention that Frost had warned before that once some mysterious things got out of control, sometimes every action and word Even if they are separated by countless space and time distances, they will be dragged into the rhythm of the mysterious thing.

For these mysterious things, if you don't have enough strength and profound knowledge, the less you know, the safer you will be.

After Frost explained: "Zorn has arrived near the small world where the box of reincarnation is located, and my short rest this time will also end."

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

Frost: "This will be confirmed after discussing with Zorn after we go."

While talking, Frost stood up from his seat, stretched out his hand and touched the void lightly, and a black vortex began to gradually take shape: "It seems that I have to wait for the next time to chat with you before."

Angor still had a lot of things about the mysterious things, and hoped that Frost could give an answer, but the changes always came faster than planned.

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

Frost smiled: "Instead of letting me cherish it, I hope you can cherish it."

Angel looked at Frost suspiciously, not knowing what he meant.

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

Angor only felt that Frost's gaze paused on his left earlobe, then swept across his gloved right hand, and finally settled on Angor's right eye.

"You should have many adventures." Frost looked into Angor's right eye, "However, no matter how lucky you are, and no matter how favored you are by fate, it cannot last forever."

"Everyone who walks through the thorns and finally becomes a wizard, his life experience is enough to write a magnificent epic."

"So, what you have to remember is that you may be very special in your own world, but in this metaplane, you are just one of the crowd."

"In order for me to have a chance to ask you back 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 seeing you again next time."

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

Frost took one last look at Angor before turning around.

After getting along with each other these days, he discovered that there were many secrets hidden in Angel.Including the hidden right hand and right eye, the strange soul, the flame imprint loaded with the original wave...etc, these secrets are very attractive.

Even Frost, who is very restrained about curiosity, can't help but explore sometimes.

However, whenever he intends to explore the secrets of Angel, he has a bad omen in his heart.I always feel that things will become troublesome, and even unpredictable consequences will appear.

Because of this omen, Frost did not explore Angor's secret.However, his curiosity about Angor has not weakened, as he discovered more hidden traces on Angor, including today's fall... This actually made Frost more optimistic about Angor.

The more secrets, the deeper the cards.

"Perhaps, he will really be able to step into the mysterious realm one day?"

With such thoughts in mind, Frost walked into the dark vortex.

(End of this chapter)