Hyperdimensional Warlock

Chapter 612 The humble concert

Flying above the Dalmatians, Angel looked intently.

Just like what he saw before, it was lying down in the muddy flesh, its head arched from time to time, as if it was gnawing on food.

But when he looked carefully, he found that although the head of Dalmatians kept moving, the flesh and blood on the ground did not decrease at all.

"It didn't eat it?" Angel raised his eyebrows. If it didn't eat it, why did it lay its head in the rotten flesh and blood?You don't have any special hobbies, do you?

Angel thought about it and decided to get a little closer.

As Angor approached, the Dalmatians raised its head in a daze, revealing its bloody face.

And as the Dalmatians looked up, Angel finally saw why Toby kept motioning him to look over——

Because a strange breath was coming out of the rotten meat on the ground, pouring into the mouth of Dalmatians.

Because of the explosion, the flesh and blood of Hook Dick's body flew everywhere.The Dalmatian was walking along Hulkdick's body, constantly absorbing the strange breath.

The appearance of Dalmatians is very frightening now, and people will unconsciously think of it as a monster that sucks people's energy.

But after careful identification, Angel found some clues. The dog inhaled the strange breath in its mouth, with a trace of fluctuation that he was quite familiar with.

"This is..." Angel frowned, recalling the source of this fluctuation.

Suddenly, Toby flew over, with a gray aura around it, and whispered beside Angel.

After hearing Toby's words, Angel was stunned for a moment.His gaze slowly shifted to the veins of gravity around Toby's body, and then he looked at the strange breath absorbed by Dalmatians' mouth, and suddenly realized: "This is a vein of law?!"

"This dog is absorbing the vein of law?"

According to Angel's judgment, the "law veins" born from Hookedick's flesh and blood are very thin, exuding a breath of soul. It is estimated that Hookedick has comprehended some laws of the soul, but the law veins have not yet been formed. source of.

Reminiscent of Hook Dick going to "Soul Soil" for a while, Angel guessed that Hook Dick had learned the soul law in Soul Soil.Although he didn't know much about "soul soil", but according to the information revealed in Nice's words, soul soil should be a witchcraft garden exclusive to the soul system.

Hookedik can comprehend the law of the soul from the already formed witchcraft garden. Even if it is very thin and has not become a system, it can be said to be a heavenly gesture.

So far, Angel has been to several witchcraft gardens, but he has not learned any rules from the formed witchcraft gardens.From this point of view, Hook Dick has completely defeated Angel.

Perhaps it was also because of the soul law that Hookedik had comprehended that allowed him to still retain his self-awareness under the threat of parasites.

It's a pity that no matter how genius he was, he died here in the end, defeated by Angel, and even the law of comprehension was sucked by Dalmatians...? !
Angel suddenly remembered that now is not the time to lament how talented a dead person is.

What should be paid more attention to now is why this dog can absorb the veins of laws from dead people?

He had stayed in this dog's body for a while, and knew that there was a large and huge mysterious aura in its body. Angel estimated that this dog might be a mysterious spirit, or it might be the true deity of the mysterious thing.

No matter what it is, does its current behavior mean that its ability is to absorb the vein of law?

Then after being absorbed by it, what use are these law veins that have lost their host and have no roots to it?
Angel guessed for a long time, but still couldn't come up with an accurate answer.He didn't have any position to ask Fox. After thinking about it, he finally could only suppress this mystery. He decided to focus on finding Nausicaa first. There are so many unsolved mysteries in the world, it is impossible to solve every one of them. To understand.

Thinking of this, Angel returned to the inspection site.

He also told Toby to ignore the behavior of Dalmatians, and now focus on finding Nausicaa with all his strength.

Although Toby's lamp was knocked over, the raging fire from the surrounding old buildings was brighter than before, illuminating the mezzanine space extremely brightly.

Angel stood guard in front of the exit, while Toby hovered above everyone's heads, looking for Nausicaa's aura.

Time passed slowly, and another half hour passed.

Nearly [-]% of the six-figure people in the mezzanine space had dispersed. During this process, Angel still did not see Nausicaa.

A quarter of an hour later, all the people in the mezzanine space left, and there was still no trace of Nausicaa.

Angel's expression sank. Why are Shan and Shiliu here, but Nausicaa is missing?Could it be that Nausicaa didn't actually come to this mezzanine space?
He turned his head and looked at Shan and Shiliu with a frown.

The two of them were still supported by the veins of gravity, floating quietly behind them.Facing Angel, Shan's expression was a little flinching, while Shiliu was still soundly asleep.

His body is kept in Saunders' gravity garden, there is no way to release the nightmare to get rid of the parasites in their bodies, otherwise you can ask the two of them, Nausicaa's news.

Angor pondered for a moment. He wanted Fox and Frog to help them eliminate the parasites, but he couldn't find a reason to persuade them.

Maybe just ask without convincing and see how they respond?
Thinking of this, Angel turned his gaze to Fox and Frog.

Fox saw Angor's eyes, swung his big tail, and flew over: "Your Excellency Sharapova, have you finished selecting your servant?"

Frog is not far behind: "Praise the queen, quack, although there is no moonlight to moisten my throat, but there is a moonlight brewing in my heart, and I want to chant it to Your Excellency Sharapova."

Why does it sound like a love story?Angel twitched the corner of his mouth, "The music is not busy in advance, it is an elegant art. Now, the fire is raging here, playing here, it is too degrading."

Frog: "The fire can't extinguish my poetic enthusiasm. I will use the more passionate war epic I just created to dedicate to Your Excellency Sharapova."

Angor choked on his saliva. He wanted to find an opportunity to intervene, but was unable to speak a word because of Frog's continuous cadences.

"Then... well. Passion has its beauty. The raging fire combined with the passionate aria makes you feel hearty when you think about it. This is really a performance that people look forward to." Angel said dryly.

Now that Angel agreed, Frog's enthusiasm immediately rose.He fiddled with a bunch of log boxes from nowhere, stacked them together to form a simple stage, and then stood on it first.

"Although the stage is simple, the enthusiasm in my heart will not diminish, croak!" Frog took a deep breath, his chest swelled like a woman's, and he seemed to be brewing an aria that was about to be blurted out.

Fox turned over and landed beside Frog, moved a wooden stool, sat on it, and played the harp lightly.

Not to mention, Fox's current image and movements are full of style, with the big red tail wagging around, and there is a faint hint of confusion.Moreover, its playing quality is indeed very high. As long as Frog does not open his mouth, Fox’s piano sound is very beautiful, but as soon as Flog opens his mouth, Fox will change his piano according to Flog’s voice. The sound process is transformed into a weird and wonderful piano sound.

Today, that is the case.

Frog sang an epic poem that he thought was passionate, but to Angel's ears, it sounded a bit petty, and the logic was very problematic. One second was still a beautiful picture of "brewing moonlight", and the next second It has become the battlefield of the undead with "the bones of the dead".

If there are sharp contradictions and contrasts, coupled with the tension and conflict of the storyline, it can be regarded as a masterpiece.But Frog completely combined the images he thought were beautiful to create a nondescript poem, which he called an epic, which is ridiculous.

What's more unfortunate is that Fox's original excellent piano playing level was also biased by Frog's weird singing. Sometimes it was light, sometimes charming, and occasionally made a fierce sharp sound, just like a woman scratching a flat surface with her fingernails. Disgusting noise from the drawing board.

Angor admired it sullenly, feeling as if he was suffering.

After the song, Angel's pale cheeks finally revealed a cracked smile, and then squeezed out a music comment from between his teeth: "This aria has a lot of charm."

As for the charm, you can imagine for yourself.He couldn't think of more good things to say.

Frog was about to sing the second poem, Angel sighed slightly in his heart, bear with it, whoever let him listen to what he said at the beginning, now he has to listen to it while kneeling.

But at this moment, a golden thread appeared out of thin air.

Inserted horizontally between them, it smashed a log box into pieces.

"This is Yorkshire's void puppet line." Fox put down the harp and murmured in a low voice.

Frog exclaimed: "This nasty guy, croak, is he coming to destroy my performance?! Moonlight will hate it, absolutely!"

The sudden appearance made Angel raise his eyebrows. This golden thread is exactly the same as the thread on the puppet woman he saw outside the transmission hall.

Judging from Fox's tone, it was indeed Yorkshire who blocked the way.

Angel still remembered that Yorkshire was entangled with the mentor, and Fox should have corrected it before, why did the silk thread suddenly appear here?
When Angel was puzzled, the golden thread suddenly moved, and a strange fluctuation came from the golden thread.

Fox closed his eyes, and stood up in the next second: "Yorkshire is calling us over, it seems to have fallen into a passive state."

Frog curled his lips: "I won't go, I want you to go."

Fox was not surprised by Frog's choice, and shook his tail: "Then I'll go and see the situation."

After Fox finished speaking, he said his disrespect to Angel, and then rushed out of the mezzanine space and disappeared into the darkness.

(End of this chapter)