Looking left and right, Yi Cha was at the far end of the corridor, with his back turned to him, as if he was talking to someone behind the wall.
"Wait for me!"
He screamed as he ran, and the gait etiquette of an angel was forgotten.
There was a very scary feeling as he stared at his friend's back, but at the same time he didn't dare to look.
She had already called him at the top of her lungs, but Yi Cha had no intention of looking back.
Maybe Icha was too absorbed in the conversation to hear... maybe so. But Ke Qier couldn't hear any conversation at all. They seemed to be in two dimensions.
"Check it out!" Ke Qier shouted again. His friend remained motionless.
Keqier realized that he was still some distance away from that part of the corridor. How long has he been running? There are always seconds.
In a few seconds, an angel ran from one end of the corridor to the other...
"Arcane Vision."
No more. It can't be done, it can't be done.
Angel aura needs to be on all the time to maintain body temperature. He had to cast a spell.
He and Yi Cha will wait for eternity. If there is no environmental energy to call upon, it is possible to cast spells without any materials, but it will consume twice as much of their own energy - and this spellcasting itself is also extremely limited, unable to cast spells that are too far away from their own natural energy field.
Only the simplest ones can be used...
Arcane agility gathered around his eyes - arcane vision was a low-level vision spell that could only reveal nearby auras.
Hope this is enough.
The aura appeared in his eyes, and it was indeed coming from Yicha. He breathed a sigh of relief.
The distance seemed to shrink because of his relief. Ke Qier raised his hand, and the space was stirred by him, causing a faint ripple. He suddenly grabbed the tip of one of Yi Cha's wings——
Pulled.
The figure that was dragged turned around. The head was facing him.
flat. Face.
No facial features.
The face was as shiny as pebbles, blue and shiny.
"Hiccup..." The loose breath stuck in his throat, and Ke Qier almost fainted.
"Door opening and closing technique! Weather forecast! Tracer bullets! Leomon's cabin! Strides! Deep comrades-in-arms! Embalming the body..."
While he backed away in panic, he uttered a large list of language elements in his mouth, pinched his ten fingers wildly, and made various posture elements.
Most of the spells had no effect at all, and some just had side effects. The wrong spells collided together, and his eyes choked for a moment, and scales began to grow behind his ears.
Ke Qier turned around and ran away - one of his legs was stiff due to the side effects, and he hurriedly pulled his wings twice to compensate.
A hand clapped on his shoulder.
"Gaseous body!" Ke Qier shouted in fright - of course this was nonsense. He didn't know many spells in the elemental field, not to mention whether he had the relevant materials on his body.
"Where are you going?" said the voice behind the hand.
Ke Qier had just seen that face without features, and he would not listen to what it said.
It was a twisted shadow of resentment... But he suddenly felt that it would not be good to just run away... Where was Cha? He thought in a flash of lightning.
The ground had obviously become sticky, and the water stains seemed to be thick and piled up, like scars that had healed over and over again. The walls were pushed in from both sides and the ceiling slowly fell downwards. A faint fishy smell was pressed into the nose.
resentment.
This is the space affected by the outburst of resentment. It's time for him to figure it out now.
Ke Qier looked at the first floor. He was already standing at the stairs. It only takes one step to get down. He can run away in one step. No matter what, you should run away first - he is particularly good at this.
It's so cold.
Put away the resentment of Niu Erxing.
What stimulated him? End lawyer? Wraith friends need his help... and maybe Yi Cha does too.
He may be trapped in this space where resentment occurs. Otherwise, how could his illusion appear?
Something has to be done - Kezier is scared - I don't know why his countrymen are never scared. He was really afraid of being demoted.
The rank assessment from more than 3,000 years ago came to mind again. At that time, his emotional fluctuation level score was not only zero, but also an additional score for ability flexibility was deducted.
So he only got the rating of Quan Angel - although he was not unhappy.
To be honest, Ke Qier is scared to death right now.
It's just... once he thinks that his friends need his help, he seems to be less afraid.
Yes. He has to help them. Who makes him an angel?
He took back the constant temperature aura.
"Purification."
For a moment, his whole body felt completely cold, but Keqier gathered his strength and squeezed the sacred order out of every pore.
Another spiritual light spread out from him like water waves spreading.
The fishy smell suddenly became lighter, the purifying spiritual light touched the surrounding space of resentment, and the fresh breath of burning incense wood rose up.
He turned back.
Above the stairs, a dozen resentful shadows without features overlapped, waiting for him to fall into his trap.
"Illusions, illusions. They are all false." Ke Qier clenched his fists, closed his eyes, opened his spiritual light to the maximum, and rushed towards them.
The ripples of spiritual light scraped through the resentment, like matches burning holes in a spider's web. Suddenly he heard the strange broadcast of parallel symbols again. There was also Yicha's voice "Hey. It's me."
His voice is a little deeper, is he in trouble?
"The illusion of resentment. Please calm down! Release my friends! Let them find peace! I will work with you to find the reason behind this resentment!" Keqier closed his eyes and made a reliable declaration with trembling lips. ——Angel’s Promise.
He hugged himself with his wings to protect himself from the rapidly dropping temperature, trying his best to spread his aura. He has withdrawn all the protective spells.
Hiss——
The purified spiritual light spread outwards, pulling out a pure spherical shape with smoothed fluctuations - the "purity fortress" left behind by the spiritual light.
Perception becomes clear again. Only then did Ke Qier realize that the hand on his shoulder was still there - a black iron hand.
He opened half of his eyes and looked out along the hand. Heitie's hand was connected to a small object, and was held by another figure outside the space. He could not see clearly clearly. There were three or four faceless and angry faces around.
"Don't overdo it. Save it."
The iron hand slapped him hard.
"Spread the inner fire." The figure behind the hand said again. A warm current rushed into his heart along Kurogie's fingers.
Keqier was already almost freezing. After there was no space fluctuation, all that was left was as dry and cold as crispy cat skin. The sticky feeling on the ground was no longer there, now he simply had to freeze him on it.
However, the power entered his body from his ears with those words, flowing through him and warming his heart all the way.
Suddenly he felt energetic again, and he devoted all his energy to purifying the aura.
"Mr. Ghost, forgive yourself!" The Purity Bastion expanded around him. Swallowing the resentment all over the body, covering more space.
The black iron arm and the figure behind him were also included.
Only then did Ke Qier realize that he had returned to the end of the corridor without knowing when.
The faceless shadow he saw for the first time was gone. And he himself stood in its original position.
Icha stood opposite him, behind the wall, and at that time the aura seen by Arcane Vision emanated from him.
Same location. It was Yi Cha who was behind the wall... What he saw was him talking to him?
"What have you been calling?" Yi Cha asked.
Ke Qier scratched his head in confusion.
