MTL - The Wizard World-~ Chapter 545 Quest 2

On the ground in front, a gray-black wall appeared gradually, like the Great Wall, in front of the abyss. The ax wall is endless, and a white bob-like white light is swallowed up. Through the white light, the other dark and dark tornado can be clearly seen.

Angley looked around, under the wall, the wind and sand around it was a lot smaller, you can see the direction of the two sides far away.

The wall is more than five meters high. It extends into both sides of the gray-black sand. The sky only hears a low rumble, like the sound of a boulder rolling, which is the tornado of the other side of the black wall.

Angley looked at it and saw almost no end around the wall.

As soon as he moved, he began to move rapidly along the left side. For a few minutes, a black building embedded in the wall finally appeared on the wall. The building was like a mountain-shaped gate, and there was a well-painted black stone road in front of the door.

Anglia gently fell in front of the big facade, and there was a black and purple giant eagle sculpture on both sides of the front door. The stone sculptures that are more than two meters high are filled with small holes like fine honeycombs.

Angrid walked over and reached out and touched it. It was smooth and cold, and the stone was very hard. It should be a material with the slate under the foot.

Walk along the stone road and stand in front of the dark arches of the mountain-shaped buildings. The building has three spires that are arched high, and the white bo bories that are sprayed up are much brighter than the surrounding.

On the wall of the building, you can still see four symmetrical square windows with a subtle light flashing inside.

Anglia looked slightly moving. “Is there still someone stationed here?” He strode into the arch and entered a black hole channel.

In front of the channel was blocked, in a dry round gray pool, the black mermaid girl holding a silver water bottle slightly tilted but no trace of water flowing out.

There are black stone doors on the left and right sides of the passage, and the white patterns of the moon and the sun are engraved on the doors.

What makes Angrid even more surprised is that there is a subtle harp in the door. It seems that someone is playing the piano.

The clear male voice came out from the door and was intermittent. It is a language that Angliel can't understand.

Looking around, Angley went to the left hand and knocked on the moon door.

Oh...

The stone door slowly opened inward, venting the bright yellow light inside.

Anglia was covered in black smoke and covered his body. After a while, the black smoke dissipated. He directly restored to the original human form and strode into it.

Inside the door is a u-shaped hall. The hall is sparsely placed with several wooden counters and stands behind the yellow-skinned ear-ears. It seems to be the waiter.

In the middle of the hall, there are a few black stone tables sitting around and some creatures with unusually strong body are drinking and chatting.

Only two of these creatures are humans. Others have black rhinoceros with two heads, huge silver eagle with full blood red armor, and even a humanoid creature with a lobster head and a six-armed monster like a demon.

All of these creatures have a feature that is strong.

Anglia just came in and closed the door with his backhand, only a slight scan of the entire hall. Actually, I saw three creatures above the dawn wizard.

"The monk?" The word suddenly flashed in his mind.

The proportion of central wizards is high and scary. Naturally, there are some top-ranking powerhouses. Some of these strong players are actually taking a step further and exploring the mysteries of time and space and the world.

This is also the purpose of the ancient wizards, although the ancient wizards were almost completely destroyed because of this purpose. However, there are not a few who advocate the spirit of ancient wizards to explore. These strong people are not willing to waste their lives in the struggle for power and enjoyment, but to explore and travel around, constantly strengthen themselves and climb higher peaks.

These creatures are not afraid of pain, and the pursuit of strength is their only **. It is only in an extremely harsh environment that they are likely to encounter them. In order to hone themselves, almost all of them have perverted will and consciousness.

At this time, under the dim light of the candle in the hall, in addition to the strong people sitting around, there was a man sitting in an elliptical flower pot playing the harp suddenly stopped singing and smiled at everyone.

"Welcome to the desperate hotel, newcomer." The man has a short silver hair, a handsome face, no pupils in his eyes, but a red and blue vortex. He wore an extremely heavy black metal armor, like the same humanoid armor. The sharp part of the armor is also covered with dark red, and some places can see the wear and claw marks. The main thing is that he speaks the purest Byron language, which is the language that Anglia can understand.

"Oh? Did two newcomers come within ten years? It’s really rare." A red bearded bald head yelled at the counter. "External, are you hunting or grinding yourself?" The beard carries a yellow The wooden cup is filled with sip.

All the sights in the hall of the time were swept on Angliel. Except for the beard and the harp man, everyone else looked away from the conversation.

"I?" Angley gave a slight glimpse. "I came to study and collect some things." He walked over to the bearded counter with a polite smile on his face.

"Research?" The bearded man shook his head in a speechless voice. "This is the door to the abyss. It is not a place where children come to play with their families. Children, you have chosen the wrong place."

"How?" Angley smiled and threw a medium magic stone. "Give me a cup too, thank you.

The bearded man smiled and took up the magic stone, picked up the wine bottle and the cup of the back counter and poured the wine. "The gate of the abyss means to close the gates of the abyss. From here, it is the area of ​​the abyss storm. There are endless horror abyss monsters. If there are still defensive remains left by ancient wizards, the whole world may be The monster inside is occupied." The big beard slammed the glass in front of Anglia.

The yellow wine splashed from the cup onto the table, giving off a rich bouquet of wine.

Angrid took a sigh of relief and a hot wine suddenly poured into the cavity. "Great wine! Why haven't I heard of it here in the middle?"

With a bang, the handsome man who just played the piano on the right side of his position, his heavy arm armor slammed on the counter, and actually did not pull out a pit.

"Central? Are you from the middle?" The man gently rubbed the silver harp on his hand. "Don't hear about it here? Oh, those weak guys don't mention that we are normal. I think, I have been here for almost two hundred years. The time is really fast! I thought it was just ordinary. The third-level wizard is now at the dawn level."

"When the old man who was deformed was still here, the environment was not so bad. The scope of the Abyss storm was not so big, but it was awkward." The big beard licked the mouth and shook his head. "I lived here." After many years, everything is bleak, Fermora, if Colin is still able to stop the abnormal changes here."

The handsome man stroked the harp and shook his head slightly: "Let the past pass him. It is useless to say that now, the teacher's decision will not change because of anyone."

"A thousand years" Angley's eyes twitched, he has vaguely felt that this is not a general place. The old man with a beard in his mouth made him suddenly have a bad association.

"Beard, what do you mean by deforming the old man is the old man who likes to turn into a variety of animals and love voyeurs?" He inserted.

"Do you know?" The red bearded man looked at Angrily slightly surprised. "But the people who can find it here are not rubbish. You know nothing about one or two. Yes, those old people really like to peek." His face twitched a few times, and there was a taste of the past. "They are also the guardians of this world. This is not a secret here."

"Well, don't say so much, talk about you. Newcomers, see you are still young, how can you go to this ghost place?" Harp male Fermora looked at Angrid with interest.

Anglia looked at a close distance and found that the skin on his face was covered with fine lines and scars. It was a remnant of healing the witchcraft with too many times of recovery. This phenomenon can only occur if there are too many hands on one part.

Especially when the pair of red and blue eyes stared at Angri, Angrid actually trembled and felt a dangerous atmosphere.

His current human form strength is almost close to the level of five, and actually feels a trace of danger in this Ferrola, obviously the other party's strength has approached five.

"Talk about me? What do I have to say? But just for a moment of curiosity, I want to study the abyss storm before I come here." Angley was undecided to drink.

Oh,

Fermora fingertips gently across the harp: "Do you really know where this is?" He looked at Angrid with a smile. "There is no way to come in from the normal way. The ground only has the second dimension." The door can enter the black passage, along the black road to the door of the abyss, there is no five-level strength, you can only go through the edge of the outer edge of the abyss storm, even the gravity of the surrounding sand can not hold back."

Anglia was slightly shocked, recalling that he had just flew down so long before landing, and he clearly understood what. I carefully scanned the two people in front of me. “Is it here under the storm?”

"Oh... guess it!" Fermora smiled softly. "We are actually a forgotten place here. Maybe you are the strongest of the times, maybe you are an exile from other worlds, and Or the real native world criminal. There is not so much rules here, just a little, strength!" He flexed his index finger and slammed against Angri.

laugh!

An invisible airflow hit the shoulders of Anglia accurately, and was immediately blocked by a dark red glow.

"This is one of the peaks of the whole world." The bearded man sneered aside. "It's very relaxed, unlike the last kid, it was killed directly by Fermora. So weak is better than dead. It’s better for one’s own hands.”

Angliel smiled and knew that the finger was just testing strength, not angry, and took the wine glass and drank slowly. Listening to the beard gives him some common sense.

"The strong people of any region here can come, as long as you can pass the storm gravitation, through the ground, down from the twisted space in the storm, you can reach the depths of the bottom of the storm, that is, we are here, the hotel is desperate. Why? It’s because of the danger here.” (To be continued)