The Wizard World - Chapter 370
Chapter 370: Eye Devil (1)
Translator: Leo Editor: Leo
Angele glared at the small fish and threw the Snake Honor into the air.
The short sword penetrated the fish accurately and dropped into the water.
“Green, why did you throw the sword away?” Freia was surprised, but she noticed that the sword was connected to a silver string in Angele’s hand.
Angele pulled the string slightly and the sword jumped out of the water with the fish on its tip.
The sword returned to his hand and Angele started checking the blade.
The blood from the fish was dripping down the blade; it almost looked like the sword had its own blood vessels.
Angele looked at the short sword and started thinking.
Freia was still fishing using the flowers as bait and she threw most of the strange creatures with weird appearances she caught back into the river.
The sun started setting and it was getting dark outside. Freia finally stood up.
“Let’s go, Green.” There was a metal bucket in her hand—it was created by Angele’s force field. The tiny fish inside the bucket was great for making a fish stew.
Angele nodded slightly and stopped thinking.
“One more thing, Freia. Stay in the mansion and don’t even leave the main building in the next several days as I need to make sure the areas around are safe,” Angele exhorted.
“Understood, Green.” Freia nodded several times.
Angele escorted her back to the mansion and asked her to cook the fish stew first. He then put on the cloak again and left the mansion.
Angele walked around the mansion and walked to the small forest on the opposite side of Freia’s room.
The orange light from the setting sun filled up the forest. The dim sunlight illuminated the tree leaves, tree trunks, and the grass. The wind in the late afternoon was warm and soothing.
Angele walked to the large trees and started observing.
He slowly crouched beside one of the trees.
The grass under the tree was leaning, it looked like someone stepped on it.
Angele touched the grass—it was wet and warm. He also detected a hint of energy particles.
He stood up calmly and glanced around.
He heard someone stepping on the grass, the noise came from the deep forest.
“Who’s there?!” Angele disappeared into the air, only a small hole was left in the place where he was standing at.
He turned into a black shadow and rushed to the source of the noise, moving through the woods at full speed.
The black shadow hit one of the trees on the way and he quickly created two silver daggers in hands.
The tree trunk was slashed into pieces and the tree started falling to the left slowly.
The tree dropped to the ground, the cracking branches and the leaves making loud noises.
Angele stood beside the destroyed tree and checked the surroundings carefully.
Suddenly, a blurry gray shadow entered his sight—the shadow was running away and it was about to jump into the bushes.
Angele’s expression turned cold, his body turned into a black shadow again and rushed toward the gray shadow.
The distance between them was reducing quickly.
A silver light dot appeared in front of the black shadow and the light dot hit the back of the gray shadow hard.
The gray shadow was pinned on the tree trunk.
“MOO!” A strange voice echoed in the air.
The black shadow turned around by the gray shadow, it was Angele with the black cloak.
His cold stare fell upon the gray shadow that was pinned on the tree trunk by a silver dagger.
It was a small man that was only about one meter tall. The man looked like a young child, and he was wearing a broken linen outfit. His skin had the color of an old candle and his body was unbalanced.
The small man was facing the tree trunk; he was struggling and trying to get rid of the dagger, but nothing worked.
Strangely, the dagger penetrated the man’s chest but there was no blood leaking out of the wound, and it almost looked like the man was a puppet.
Angele’s brow furrowed and he approached the tree carefully. The man suddenly turned his head around and shouted again.
Angele blinked his eyes and he finally had a clear view of the man’s face.
The man looked almost identical to a human being but only had one eye.
There was only one eye on the bridge of his nose. It was a white eye with two black pupils, one on the right and one on the left. It looked like a normal pair of eyes but on the same eyeball.
The man stared at Angele and Angele could see the fear in the man’s eye. The man was pushing the tree trunk with all the strength he had, but it was not working.
“Can you understand my words?” Angele questioned in a low voice.
“MOO!” the man screamed again in fear.
Angele pursed his lips and raised the dagger in his right hand into the air.
A blood hole was left on the small man’s forehead as the tip of the dagger extended.
The small man stopped struggling and lost all his strength. He looked like a dead beast that was hanging on the tree trunk.
Angele pulled the dagger out of dead man’s body and carefully gouged his large eyeball out.
Angele held the fist-sized eyeball in hand carefully.
He took out a test tube from the pouch which was filled up with translucent slimy liquid.
He removed the wooden stopper and applied the sticky liquid on the surface of the eyeball, preventing the eyeball from drying out.
The fist-sized eyeball had the texture of soft rubber ball and it had a hint of charming fragrance.
Angele carefully covered the eyeball with a thin layer of metal after applying the sticky liquid. He put the metal ball on his waist and used the force field to prevent it from falling.
The dead body of the small man dropped to the ground.
Angele was not interested in the dead body, he was looking at the trees in the front.
There were about ten more gray shadows moving in the front.
“Ha.” Angele pursed his lips again, his body turned into a black shadow and charged forward.
“MOO! MOO!” The deep voice was familiar, a large group of gray shadows was trying to escape.
Angele was running to the northeast of the mansion; it took him about half an hour to kill some more single-eyed men and he collected sixteen fist-sized eyeballs. They looked like a bunch of white grapes.
The night was about to fall. Angele stood between the trees with a bunch of eyeballs in hand, and he decided to return to the mansion.
“You’re just going to leave?” A high-pitched voice came from behind but Angele was not sure if it was a man or a woman.
Angele turned around and saw someone stepping out of the thin mist between the trees.
“Huh? You know how to communicate with me?” Angele narrowed his eyes, he looked excited. “You’re the second one that knows how to speak I meet here.”
“Interesting.” The mysterious man revealed himself as he left the mist.
The man was wearing a black outfit with a black mask and a black hat. The only thing Angele could see was a pair of blue eyes.
“You killed my single-eyed gnomes and you’re just going to leave?”
“Single-eyed gnomes?” Angele looked at the eyeball. “You mean the owners of those things?”
“What else can it be?” the man responded in a cold tone.
“Well, so, we’ll have to fight?” Angele’s expression turned serious.
“The single-eyed gnomes are not impacted by the mutation, they’re the best servants you can find now, but you killed them all. You must pay for what you have done,” the man said. “I don’t like facing the strange creatures in the night but it doesn’t mean I fear them. The night is about to fall, make the right choice.”
“Are you threating me?” Angele looked like at the man in black curiously. “What a joke.” He raised his right hand.
A ray of silver light flew toward the man in black.
The man used a white dagger to block the silver ray.
However, his pupils constricted as the two metal objects contacted.
The silver ray exploded after being blocked, turning into countless silver strings, flying toward the man.
“Halo!” the man shouted and created a black string. A large black bird spurted out of the string, it was a bird formed by the shadows.
The bird swung its wings several times and jumped to the glowing silver strings.
The silver strings sank into the bird’s body and disappeared.
The black bird shouted and flew toward Angele.
Angele raised his left hand and a ball of golden light spurted out of the white ring on his middle finger.
“The Light of the Thorn!”
*CHI CHI CHI*
Countless rays of eye-blinding golden light blocked the black bird; although the bird handled the metal force field like it was nothing, it started melting quickly in the golden rays like ice that met fire.
The golden rays were flying everywhere and the temperature in the area started rising.
The light illuminated Angele and the mysterious man’s bodies.
“Rossie!” the man screamed in a high-pitched tone, his voice turned into the voice of a woman, and black mist appeared behind him.
The black mist was moving toward Angele quickly, it almost looked like the mist was a living being.
The mist slowly disappeared before it reached Angele—inside it was a skeleton in a broken black outfit. The skeleton floated in the air and jumped to Angele.
There was still some white hair on the skeleton’s skull and it was surrounded by a black glow.
For some reason, Angele could feel that his movement was impaired. His body was still strong, but he felt weak and he was slowed down.
‘Warning! Warning! You are under the effect of an unknown force field. Debuff: Slow, Senility.’ The chip’s warning echoed in Angele’s ears.
‘The effect ignored my defensive force field and impacted me directly.’ Angele’s expression changed and two lava balls appeared in front of his body.