Chapter 2678 Adanis and Orao

When Ingres took out the log and the painting turned to ashes. In the dark space deep in the underground maze, a pair of green eyes suddenly opened.

As she woke up, a faint light immediately floated around her.

The light was not very bright, but it was enough to see her outline.

This was a woman lying in the red flowers. She was very beautiful, with long golden hair scattered on her temples. The prism earrings swayed gently as she sat up.

If Ingres and others saw her at this time, they would find that this woman looked exactly like the blonde peasant woman in the previous "Pastoral Leisure Picture".

It's just that the woman in the painting has spring in her eyes, while her eyes are like the boundless forest, deep and cold.

After the woman sat up, she fell into deep thought.

Why did she wake up? By the way, it seems that the sentinel point of the ladder to the prison was destroyed?

Who destroyed the sentinel point? Is it the wise master? No, he still needs me, and to repair the magic array, he must have her help, so he doesn't need to destroy the sentinel. Besides, Naraku has not returned, and the ladder of the prison has no other value to the wise master.

Apart from the wise master, are there other people?

Those sleeping obsessives? No, there is no sign of the obsessives waking up at all the sentinels. Moreover, if they wake up, Younu will notify her immediately.

It's not the obsessives, nor the wise master, so there are only two options:

First, the monsters in the void. Second, the wood spirit.

Is the former possible? It's unlikely. Unless it falls into the void, the monsters will not attack the life on the ladder.

As for the wood spirit...she had observed that wood spirit a hundred years ago. It was as timid as a mouse, and it would pretend to be dead at the slightest disturbance. The sentry point of the Hanging Prison Ladder was also made of the derivative of the original body of the wood spirit. With the character of the wood spirit, it sensed its own derivative and knew that there had been danger there, and it would definitely not go there again.

Moreover, she vaguely noticed that there was an abnormality in the energy flow at a certain position of the magic energy array in the Hanging Prison Ladder. The wood spirit should be there, and would not run to the ruins.

Neither a monster nor a wood spirit, there is no choice.

The blonde woman was thinking, and suddenly, she raised her head and looked into the depths of darkness.

After staring quietly for a few seconds, a male voice like a circus clown's unique voice sounded from the darkness.

"Oh my, have I been discovered again? I'm so envious. Apparently, Adanis sleeps every day, how can her strength be stronger than the poor Orao?"

As the voice sounded, the outline of a tall and thin figure vaguely appeared in the darkness.

"Because I am practicing, and you, seemingly working hard, are just fishing in troubled waters." The woman called Adanis said lightly.

"Here you go again, every time I say you are sleeping, you say you are practicing. Do you think I am a fool? I have followed the master to fight, and I know what it is like to sleep!"

Adanis whispered: "If you don't believe it, forget it... and what are you doing here?"

"There is a light on your side, it is hard for me not to notice it. However, you slept for a short time this time. It was either a few months or a few years before. How many times did you wake up in one day this time? What, did you have a nightmare?"

Adanis pondered for a moment and looked at the unclear figure in the dark: "What do you mean I woke up many times? I only woke up once."

"Once? Why do I remember it twice? Did I remember it wrong?" The funny tone made it hard to tell whether it was intentional or unintentional.

Adanis said quietly: "You remembered it wrong."

"Okay, then I will think I saw it wrong." It seemed to take a step back, but the tone was a little teasing.

Moreover, Adanis noticed the words used by Orao. At first, she said to herself, "Did I remember it wrong?", but now she answered, "Just think I saw it wrong."

One is a memory error, and the other is a vision error. The difference is quite obvious.

Adanis lowered her eyebrows: "You are not here to tease me, are you?"

"Am I teasing?" The tone of yin and yang is so weird that anyone who is not a fool can tell that he is speaking in a sarcastic way.

"If you don't tell me your purpose, I will continue to sleep." Adanis said, gently touching the blood-red flowers blooming on the ground.

"The wise are not foolish, don't be fooled." Although the tone is still a bit exaggerated, it is obviously more sincere than before.

Adanis snorted softly in her nose, but did not reply.

"Also, blocking them is not a solution. They may not be the ones we are waiting for, but they are the descendants of Noah after all. If we don't even give them a chance, what do you think the master will think when he comes back?"

Adanis: "The master you mentioned will not come back."

Orao: "I know you have complaints about the master, it doesn't matter. But Adanis, you must remember that we were born in darkness and grew up in darkness, but it doesn't mean we belong to darkness."

After Orao finished speaking, his figure gradually disappeared into the darkness. Only one sentence was left: "I will not change any decision you make, and this time is the same. But you may not really be able to stop them from moving forward, because the wise are not stupid. When you use him, he is also testing you..."

"... Indulging in darkness is not our destiny... We will eventually leave here one day..."

The voice slowly dissipated, and Orao's figure completely disappeared.

Adanis looked at the endless darkness for a long time before she whispered, "We are different."

After saying this, Adanis was silent for a long time before she returned her thoughts to the breach of the sentinel point of the Suspended Prison Ladder.

Although Olao's sudden appearance interrupted her train of thought, their conversation gave her new ideas.

Because there are few outsiders in the underground waterway, especially those who arrived at the Suspended Prison Ladder, she just thought of the native creatures of the underground waterway, but ignored this group of people.

"If they are descendants of Noah, then it is possible." Adanis frowned, with a puzzled expression.

She did not doubt the reason why they destroyed the sentinel point, because ignorant people always do some ignorant things; and the sentinel point can be rebuilt after it is destroyed.

What she cares more about and is more puzzled about is: "How did they destroy the sentinel point?"

Although the overall energy level of the sentinel point she left at the Suspended Prison Ladder is not high, the technology combines magic patterns, mirrors and space, which is very confusing.

If the painting is simply destroyed, the sentinel will regenerate after a while.

But now, not only the painting is destroyed, but also the magic pattern, mirror image and space, all three are destroyed.

This is a bit incredible.

A wise man can also destroy the sentinel, but he is a type of destruction that relies on brute force. It is not so easy for even a wise man to break through three barriers at the same time.

"What is the situation of the descendants of Noah who came this time..."

Adanis pondered for a moment, still a little restless. Because she had an inexplicable feeling of uneasiness, as if something big was about to happen.

"No, let Younu go over to see the situation." Adanis murmured softly, and then slowly lay down and fell into the gorgeous flowers.

As Adanis's breathing gradually stabilized, she seemed to enter a dormant state. However, the diamond-shaped mirror ornaments hanging on her neck and ears began to flicker constantly.

In the darkness, Orao looked at Adanis's flickering jewelry from a distance, with a complicated expression.

After a moment of silence, Orao slowly stretched out his hand. There was a thin round lens in the center of his palm.

This lens, like Adanis's jewelry, was constantly flashing. Through the image on the lens, Orao clearly saw Adanis's figure shuttling in the void of darkness.

"Going out again?"

Orao clenched his five fingers slightly, and for a moment, he had the idea of ​​crushing the lens.

He had opened up the void of the dark tunnel bit by bit, so if he crushed the lens, Adanis would be completely lost and unable to find the starting point and the end point.

But Orao did not crush the lens in the end, but lowered the brim of his hat, turned back and walked into the deep darkness like the abyss.

...

At this time, in the ladder of the hanging prison.

Ingres was sensing the emotional changes of the wise master through the illusion left in the outside world.

He deliberately mentioned that "the film on the surface of the painting is like a mirror", not only hinting to his companions, but also trying to test the wise master.

However, after the wise master guessed that he could sense emotions, the feedback of emotions became very weak.

After actively suppressing the changes in emotions, even Angel found it difficult to sense them. However, this was only temporary. After all, his real body was now in the ladder of the hanging prison, and he had to use illusion to sense the emotions of the wise master. If he stood in front of the real body of the wise master now, the result would be unknown.

"I have never heard of the name of the painter you mentioned, but I believe that the painter you mentioned is real, the painting is real, and the other works of the painter you simulated with illusion are also real... However, I can't be sure whether what you said is true." The wise master said that he couldn't be sure, but his tone was very firm. He didn't believe such a coincidence.

"It's impossible to be sure...then keep watching." Angel smiled lightly: "Maybe there are really such coincidences in this world?"

Dokes also chimed in at this time: "Yes, there are too many coincidences in the world. We came here, maybe by coincidence, or maybe it was arranged by fate. If it is really guided by fate, then coincidences are not coincidences, but gifts given by fate."

After a pause, Dox said in a joking tone: "Maybe even the wood spirit knows Angel."

Dokes is indeed defending Angel, but deep down, he doesn't believe in these coincidences. But who makes them a group, and they have a contract, defending partners is defending common interests.

The wise master glanced at Dox, then turned to look at Angel: "Then I will continue to watch and see if the coincidences you are talking about will pop up one after another."

After the wise master finished speaking, he stepped aside and stopped talking.

The wise man was silent, and Dox naturally turned the topic back to the inside, ran to Angel's side and asked: "Who is that blonde woman?"

Dox originally wanted to ask if the blonde woman was the woman in the Mirror Demon. But the wise man was the master beside him, so he could only hint in a roundabout way.

Angel: "I don't know, maybe she is the one who hung the painting here?"

Angel glanced at the wise man when he said this. He tried to get the wise man to answer, but the wise man was silent this time.

Getting no response, Angel shrugged and gave Dox a tacit look, letting him experience it himself.

He didn't know if it was the woman in Mirror Demon. But all the abnormalities in the painting come from the mirror-like film on the outermost layer. In addition, the profile of the blond woman does look a bit like the woman in the Mirror Demon logo. Angel personally feels that even if he is not the Demon God of Mirrors, he should still have some connection with it.

However, there is no need to think about the Mirror Demon just yet. If the Mirror Demon is related to Augustine, then they will eventually meet. If it has nothing to do with it, Angel doesn't want to cause trouble. Anyway, Xicia has entered the wilderness of dreams and still has a chance to learn the secrets of the underground waterway.

Moreover, Angel has one more thing to do now.

Angel lowered his head and looked at the dark brown log on the ground.

This is a derivative of the wood spirit, maybe it can... do this.

When Angel's eyes flickered, the voice of the wise master came from behind: "If you bring it, your chance of encountering the wood spirit will be reduced."

"Why?" It was not Angel who asked the question, but Doakes.

Doakes wondered: "If this is the derivative of the wood spirit, shouldn't the wood spirit take the initiative to show up with it?"

The wise master said: "The wood spirit's ability to sense breath is not weak. It is difficult for you to find it. Now that you are still carrying its derivatives, doesn't this directly tell it your position? With its character, it He will definitely hide in advance instead of showing up.”

"Moreover, the derivative has been here for so many years, and it has never been searched for. Why do you think that if you bring it, the wood spirit will appear on its own initiative?"

Doakes rubbed his chin, a look of realization on his face.

That's right, if the wood spirit really wanted to retrieve the original derivatives, it would have been here long ago. But it has never looked for it, which means it doesn't care at all. In other words, the fear is greater than the inner concern, so just out of sight and out of mind.

Thinking about it this way, the weirdness of this wood spirit is simply beyond imagination...

"Do you still want to take it with you?" Doakes turned to look at Angel and found that Angel was still holding the log and seemed to be making some gestures.

Angel didn't even look up: "Why not?"

Doakes: "Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to find the wood spirit?"

Angel stopped gesturing and looked up at Doakes: "Didn't you just say that maybe the wood spirit knows me and jumped out to find me?"

"Besides, if I don't bring this, will I definitely be able to find the wood spirit?"

"Since the result is uncertain, why not bring it with you. No matter how bad it is, it is still an extraordinary material."