The Wizard World

Angelet slowly walked in the direction of the bloodstains, and soon came to a white mushroom house. ◎Smart kids remember super fast hand typing update.◎

The doors and windows of this mushroom house were all torn apart, and the inside was not too dark, just facing the sunny side.

Golden sunlight shone in through the broken doors and windows, and fell on the floor. Makes the whole house bright.

Angelet walked into the room slowly, the silvery white color on his skin became more and more conspicuous, like a metal man, with a hard texture reflecting from top to bottom.

The mushroom house is very small. Several brown wooden tables and chairs were lying on the ground.

There is an oil painting frame hanging on the wall, which depicts a family of three. An ordinary man, an ordinary woman, and a cute little girl with blond hair, who was hugged by her parents with a sweet and lovely smile on her face.

These three were wearing gray Orion clothes, no different from people in the main world.

In order to distinguish other worlds, Angelet called the world of wizards he lived in as the main world. But now it seems that the humans in the nightmare world don't seem to have anything else.

He walked over and gently wiped the dust off the surface of the picture frame.

Bang!

Suddenly a corner of the picture frame tilted, leaving only a nail hanging on the white wall.

Angelet withdrew his hand and looked around the room.

Beside the table and chairs, there was a large bed, and two mummy-like corpses were covered under the white quilt. Both hands and feet of the corpse were exposed. From a distance, it looks like a few dry black tree trunks.

Angelet walked over and uncovered the quilt.

Immediately, a foul smell rushed towards him.

The blue light in his eyes flickered rapidly, and he took three steps back before frowning and covering his nose, squinting at the corpse on the bed.

"Huh?" He suddenly gasped. His eyes fell on the gap between the two corpses.

In the gap there, a dirty girl curled up in the arms of the dead body. Sleeping soundly.

Under the gray and black long hair, a trace of original gold can be faintly seen. The girl was wearing gray and black long-sleeved trousers. Feet without shoes together.

The skin is completely gray and black, without the fairness shown in the portrait.

She put her hands on her chest, holding a black thing tightly in her hands. Much like a broken bone.

Angelet's eyes flashed blue, and he scanned the girl. Then he walked over and gently patted the girl's face with the long dagger in his right hand.

laugh! !

A black hunting knife slashed at Angelet's legs.

A hunting knife appeared in the little girl's hand at some point. Lying on the bed, he slashed at Angelet with a knife.

clang!

The long dagger collided with the black hunting knife.

As if struck by lightning, the little girl rolled back with a muffled grunt, and hit the wall with a bang.

"Ah!!!" she screamed violently. Black and red blood slowly flowed from both eyes and ears, and the rotten smell became stronger.

The little girl sat by the wall, her eyes fixed on Angelet, her screams became sharper, and more blood flowed from her facial features.

Waves of sound waves spread in all directions in the air like substantially transparent ripples.

Angelet frowned. Raising the dagger in his right hand, he swung it down violently.

Swish! !

The dagger instantly elongated and turned into a slender silver sword. The blade spans a distance of several meters. With a sneer, the little girl's head was cut in half.

The screaming stopped abruptly.

The little girl slumped in the corner. The head was actually empty, like an empty shell. Nothing at all.

Angelet walked over, knelt down beside the little girl, and pulled out a brown necklace from the girl's chest.

The necklace is made of a black string threaded through a small carved wood. The wood carving is a round eyeball shape.

"At first I thought it was a living victim, but I didn't expect..." Angelet frowned and stood up, "It must be the infected mutant recorded on the inscription."

Turning the little girl's body with a dagger, there was nothing but the necklace. The bone in De's hand is just the most common broken bone.

Gently shaking the stain on the dagger, Angelet turned and walked out of the hut.

Clap clap! !

Suddenly there was a rush of footsteps coming from behind the mushroom house on the right.

Angelet looked stunned for a moment, and rushed over without hesitation.

On the back of the mushroom house, a figure in black clothes flashed away at another corner.

Angelet sprinted forward with the dagger in hand, and quickly rushed to the corner, just in time to see a black figure rushing forward.

He raised his left hand, a silver thread flew out from the palm of his hand, he sneered and stood in front of the man, completely blocking his way.

The figure stopped suddenly and turned around.

It was wrapped in a black cloak, and its eyes were blocked by black glass. Not even a trace of skin was exposed. Like a person completely wrapped in black cloth.

He was a bit shorter than Angelet, about 1.6 meters tall. The man looked at Angelet and stepped back towards the wall step by step, looking extremely terrified.

"Are you a survivor?" Angelet narrowed his eyes and asked in a low voice in a somewhat jerky chaotic language.

The pronunciation of chaotic language is like a man and a woman speaking superimposedly at the same time. It is impossible for ordinary people to speak this language without using special vocal cord skills.

Hearing Angelet's words, the figure trembled all over, as if a little excited.

It trembled violently.

"Touch lasuxi Li ye?" He looked at Angelet, and suddenly said something, as if he remembered something, he quickly added: "Yehu! ygjj Li nan!"

"You don't understand Chaos language?" Angelet was slightly taken aback.

"Govalia?" The figure tried to say something.

"What do you mean?" Angelet frowned at him. He pointed to his lower lip, then shook his hand.

"Who are you...?" Finally, the figure uttered a very strange Byron language. "Don't repeat!! Only the infected will repeat!!" His voice was hurried.

"Me? I'm a hermit. I used to live in a very secret place, a corner of the world. I didn't expect to see this kind of scene when I came out." Angelet made up a set of backgrounds without thinking. Also presented in fluent ancient Byron.

"A hermit?" The figure's voice was thick, "I am a survivor, a survivor in this town." He seemed accustomed to speaking in Byron.

"Can you find a place to tell me about the current situation in detail? I was almost attacked by a weird little girl just now." Angelet raised his hand, retracted the silver thread, and re-melted into a long dagger.

"That's fine." The man nodded. He looked at Angelet carefully. It seemed that he finally breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed. "What has been applied to your skin? No wonder you don't need to cover your whole body like me. But why is it silver?"

"Wrapped all over?" Angelet was taken aback, "Why did you wrap your whole body?"

"You don't know?! Those guys can only stop them in black. Clothes of any other color will be directly penetrated by them, sucking up any living thing and eating the flesh and blood of any living thing!" The man was surprised. "Go, I'll take you to our refuge first." He turned and walked towards the left path.

"good."

Angelet backhanded the daggers into his back and followed the man.

The two walked one after the other, and soon came to a mushroom house. The house was in dilapidated condition, half of the roof had completely collapsed.

The man stepped over some wooden waste on the ground, bent down and fumbled on the ground for a while, and quickly found a pull ring, held it and lifted it up.

There was a muffled sound.

boom.

The man pulled up a stone slab from the ground, revealing the dark space below.

"My family and I have lived in this cellar. It's been almost three years." He said as he walked gently down the stairs. "Come in, and close the door by the way.

Angelet frowned. His eyes flashed blue. Only then did he follow the man in, carrying the stone slab with his backhand.

The cellar is a space no more than ten meters long and wide.

Black stone walls and ground. Nothing bright. Only the outlines of some wooden barrels, tables and chairs can be seen faintly.

There was a musty and shitty smell in the air. The ground felt slippery and sticky, making it uncomfortable.

The figure of the man was standing by a bed in the corner, and two petite figures threw themselves into his arms.

"Ezra!" "Ezra Kiri!"

The voices of the little boy and the little girl came out immediately.

The man took off the black clothes on his body, turned around and said to Angelet in embarrassment.

"This is my son Fra and my daughter Felia."

Angelet nodded, watching him take out some hard bread and pieces of meat from a small pocket under his clothes and hand them to the two children.

"Have you always lived in this cellar?" he asked in a low voice.

The two children seemed to be a little afraid of him, and they all shrank behind their father's back, looking at him timidly.

"Yeah, it's been more than three years, 64 months a year, 100 days a month, counting it, almost 20,000 days, living in this cellar..." The man seemed to be a little emotional.

"What's going on?" Angelet opened a chair and sat down. He converted the time. In the time unit here, one year is equivalent to 17 years in the main world. More than three years, that is, more than fifty years ago.

"What's going on?" The man smiled wryly, "There was a big change five years ago, and the whole world changed. A disease appeared from nowhere and spread rapidly. All living things were turned into different kinds by this creature. This kind of monster. The Mother Church could not stop the spread of the disease. After the last high priest left a desperate record, the whole world was completely plunged into fear and darkness. Many times, some illusory things will become reality, and some real things, It will become unreal. The world will become a mess."

"Illusion turned into reality? Reality turned into illusion?" Angelet became more and more interested in the present nightmare world.

"Yes." The man walked to Angelet and sat down. "Sometimes, lakes and houses appear inexplicably in some places. Sometimes buildings disappear inexplicably in some places. There are strange monsters everywhere on the ground and in the sky. Do you know? I even saw a human Walking alone in the woods with my thigh, no other part of my body, just a thigh, alone! It just kept going, not knowing where it was going."