Wizard God Seat

The white paper palm that peeled off the wall by itself stretched out towards Al without a sound.

And as the palm of the white paper stretched out, the wrists, elbows, shoulders, and even the torso and head were torn off the wallpaper silently one after another.

Soon, a paper man made entirely of white paper was torn off the wall and slowly drifted towards Al.

Its palm was getting closer and closer, and it was finally about to grab Al's shoulder.

At the same time, on the head of the paper figurine, the hideous face of a middle-aged man appeared.

He stared at Al, as if a hungry ghost was looking at something delicious, without blinking his eyes.

The white paper palm was lightly placed on Al's shoulder, but it was just a seemingly light release.

But there was a terrifying force emanating from the paper figurine, which directly pulled Al down and pulled him backwards.

This sudden change made Al startled!

At this time, Lancer and others heard Al's scream and turned around immediately.

As the leader of the new generation of young priests in the Holy See, Lancer's reaction speed is naturally extremely fast.

Therefore, the moment he turned around, he swung the gorgeous cross in his hand and chopped it down out of thin air towards the paper man behind Al.

A white light blade pierced through the air and directly chopped off the head of the paper figurine.

Immediately, the severed head and body of the paper man burned on its own, turning into black ash and dissipating.

Seeing this, Al got up and ran towards Lancer and the others.

But at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

Al only felt that the corridor in front of him stretched infinitely, and Lancer and others quickly disappeared at the end of the infinitely long corridor.

Suppressing the panic in his heart, Al looked at the seemingly infinite length of white walls on the left and right.

Looking at the endlessly dark corridor in front of him again, Al knew that he was in extreme danger at this time.

Taking a deep breath, Al closed and opened his eyes, and two rings of blue and white shimmering light appeared on the pupils of his eyes.

Perhaps on the surface, Al's eyes just became brighter, and he couldn't see the two rings unless he looked carefully.

But in fact, Al at this time has completely entered the state of [concentration].

The original fear in my heart completely disappeared at this moment, replaced by incomparable calmness and extreme precision.

Entering the [Concentration] state, Al looked at the surrounding environment.

At this moment, the snow-white wallpaper on the wall tore apart again, and white paper palms stretched out one by one.

This time, it was no longer a single one, but tens of hundreds of white paper palms, slowly reaching out to Al.

Seeing this scene, Al knew that he couldn't hesitate any longer.

Otherwise, he would be caught by those white paper men, and the consequences could be imagined with his toes in time.

And just when Al was about to run forward with all his strength, the corridor space behind him suddenly fluctuated.

Immediately, the stairway, which was slightly dim because of the lack of lighting, appeared behind Al.

Seeing this, Al didn't hesitate, turned around and ran towards the stairway with a vigorous figure.

It has to be said that a person's momentary luck can really determine his life sometimes.

At this time, it happened that Lancer and the others walked to the end of the corridor, distracting the attention of a large part of the spirit body.

This in turn caused the phantom on Al's side to fluctuate, temporarily losing its effect.

It directly made Al discover the correct path, and immediately rushed towards the correct path.

The length of the hallway that lost the illusion was very short, so it didn't take long for Al to arrive at the stairway where he came.

Looking at the paper figurines behind him who had been mostly torn off the wall and floated towards him.

Al lifted his foot and was about to go downstairs,

But just as he went down a step, the laughter of children came from below.

Frowning slightly, Al put his feet away, and ran upstairs without the slightest hesitation in the state of [Focus].

Although Al knew very well that the unknown third floor must have unknown dangers.

But the laughter of the paper figurine on the second floor and the child on the first floor who gave him a sense of danger were obvious dangers.

So without the slightest hesitation, Al immediately ran up to the third floor.

Halfway up the stairs on the third floor, Al glanced back and found that the paper figurines stopped at the stairs and did not move.

Then Al looked down through the handrail of the stairs, and immediately saw it on the handrail of the stairs on the first floor.

There were five or six livid-faced children huddled together, staring up at Al on the third floor.

And on their expressionless faces, there were crisp laughter from time to time, which was extremely weird.

Taking a deep breath, Al continued to walk towards the third floor.

The stairs were not long, so Al came to the third floor in no time.

The moment his feet left the stairs and stepped onto the third floor.

The cold air that had been lingering around him since entering the Snake Forest Mansion actually dissipated a lot out of thin air.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and Al continued to walk towards the interior of the third floor.

But when Al just took a step, a chaotic, evil, hot, and sulfurous smell rushed towards his face.

Although this aura is much weaker than the cold aura of the spirit body, it can only be called a trace.

However, this trace of aura caused Al, who was in a state of [concentration], to have a kind of fear that penetrated into the soul.

This...what the hell is this? It seems that the breath is very light, but the danger is definitely greater than those spirit bodies.

This was Al talking to himself, and he didn't expect anyone to actually answer him.

However, sometimes, accidents often happen inadvertently.

As soon as Al's voice fell, there was a thick male voice filled with a touch of sadness, which sounded behind Al.

This is the breath of hell, on the natural level, it surpasses the unnaturally generated spirits below.

So you will feel fear, even the fear that goes deep into the soul, and that is a matter of course.

Hearing this strange voice, Al immediately drew his arrow and bow, and turned to face the source of the voice behind him.

I saw a tall and thin old man wearing a black robe and white hair without a beard, looking at Al with a kind face and a smile.

Pang Xia looked at the old man without giving up his vigilance.

Because he didn't feel the breath of a living person from this old man.

Moreover, going deeper, although the old man had a kind face and a smile on his face, Al always felt a little out of tune.

However, after all, people greet you with a smile on their faces, and Al finally let down his guard slightly.

However, the bow and arrow in his hand are still held in his hand, without any relaxation.

The old man looked at the bow and arrow in Pang Xia's hand, and suddenly said with a smile: The bow and arrow in your hand are useless to me.

Presumably you should also understand that I am not a living person at all, not even a spirit body.

I am the most, that is, an energy body condensed by a trace of consciousness, without any attack ability.

Besides, if I want to harm you, I don't need to interfere with the illusion created by those spirit bodies to let you see the stairs of reality.

As long as I watch quietly, it won't take long before you will be dragged into the gap between other worlds by those spirit paper figures, won't you?

Al looked at the old man carefully, and then slowly said: That's just what you said, as for the truth, I don't know.

The old man looked at his lover as if he was looking at a naughty junior.

Smiling slightly, he continued, Whether it's true or not, you have to choose to believe me, don't you.

Otherwise, depending on yourself, not to mention leaving here, even if you want to find those boys from the church, it will be impossible.

Therefore, as long as you still have the idea of ​​wanting to live, then I am the only choice.

After being silent for a while, Al looked at the old man, nodded and said: I admit, what you said is indeed reasonable.

However, before that, I hope you can tell me what you can do to help me.

And to get your help, what do I need to pay to be able to get your help.

Looking at Al with a smile, the old man seemed to have guessed Al's question a long time ago, and answered without hesitation.

First of all, I will give you some resources and a meditation method, and under my guidance, you will initially reach the low-level wizard apprenticeship.

Then after you reach the low-level wizard apprentice, you will have the ability to mobilize your spiritual power.

You can manipulate a piece of witchcraft, although this piece of witchcraft can only display apprentice-level witchcraft [spiritual body evasion].

But for you, it is enough for you to walk out of this snake forest mansion safely.

As for what you have to pay, it is just to help me activate a witch formation, so that my consciousness can go to the spirit world.

Only in that way can I have the opportunity to be reborn in the spirit world and restore my original consciousness.

How about it, these things are definitely good for you but not bad for you.

Besides, you have no choice, my power cannot completely resist the invasion of spirit bodies.

For example, the white porcelain doll is not something I can completely fight against, and now it has begun to invade here.

As he spoke, the old man's body fluctuated like a reflection in water.

Immediately, he looked towards the entrance of the stairs, where there was a white porcelain doll the size of a little girl standing there.

What's more, the white porcelain doll's dark eyes were staring at Ai Er without moving away.

Hurry up and make a decision, although I have shrunk the defensive range, it won't last long.

If you don't agree, run away from the other side, I can help you resist it for a while.

When Al heard this, a tangled look appeared on his face.

However, in his heart, he had already made a judgment.

As for the look on his face, it was just to conceal the [concentration] state he was in at this time.

Nodding to the old man, Al said directly: I agree, what should I do next?

Hearing Al's words, the old man immediately showed joy, and then impatiently walked towards the inverted pentagram on a wall.

Standing in front of the inverted pentagram, the old man said Follow me, then walked directly into it and disappeared.

What was left was only the slight fluctuations produced by the inverted pentagram, like ripples on the surface of water.

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