Wizards Under Cthulhu

"No wonder, no wonder your sweater is not finished, hahaha." Norman laughed and put the sweater around him.

　　The black sweater and the black wizard robe are a little weird.

　　 "Look, do I look good in clothes?" Norman hovered in the air and turned in a circle.

　　 The bald woman nodded in tears.

　　 "Well, your mission is complete!" Norman showed a playful smile on his face, raised his twisted arm, and snapped his fingers.

　　 "Bang!" The woman didn't even scream, she turned into a pile of fans!

　　 The Little Red Riding Hood and the Frog Prince in the distance shuddered when they saw this scene.

　　 They suddenly discovered that it is useful and good.

　　 "Huh? I seem to have forgotten to ask for some information!" Norman rubbed his temples, "Maybe it's too unpleasant, it's really pitiful to be weak."

　　As he spoke, his arm had instantly returned to its original shape.

　　 Then, he got into the space channel again.

　　As soon as Norman entered, he glanced at Little Red Riding Hood and Prince Frog.

　　 With this look, the two of them fell to the ground at the same time, their bodies trembling.

　　 Norman shuttled through the space channel, his breath getting weaker and weaker.

　　 But when he is strong, he can sense that there seems to be a lot of aura on the opposite side.

　　 This made Norman, who had gradually recovered his calm, felt a shock.

　　 It's a pity that the space channel's shuttle is irreversible, and it's impossible for him to turn around and go back.

　　 Surprisingly, when Norman appeared in the living room, all the breath disappeared.

　　 Standing in the empty living room, retracting the space passage of the story line, Norman looked outside nervously.

　　 Outside the room, on the corridor, there is no resentful spirit.

　　 Norman looked down at the sweater he was wearing, and there was a faint memory of knitting a sweater in his brain.

　　 It’s just that these memories are vague.

　　 But this look is really weird.

　　 His hands are also miraculously healed.

　　 If you want to come, it should be the handwriting of evil Norman.

　　 But this is also the reason why Norman got into the world of dark fairy tales.

　　 Norman stretched out his hand, preparing to take off his sweater.

　　 raised his arms, but stopped.

　　 Because the black sweater suddenly exudes a faint coolness.

　　 The coolness swept across his body, and Norman's feeling at this time was different from before.

　　 He can feel that these surroundings are not static, but flowing.

　　 What he is in now is not a room, but a space, a space in the flow of time.

　　 At this time, there are countless resentful spirits.

　　 some are weak, some are strong.

　　 The world that Norman sees now is not the world he sees with his naked eyes, but another world he cannot understand.

　　 Suddenly, he sensed an aura that was incompatible with this world.

　　 That breath keeps approaching here.

　　 But when the breath was about to approach, time and space were misaligned with each other, and it went in another direction.

　　 walked for a while, seemed to realize that it was wrong, then changed direction, and walked towards Norman again.

　　 only when it reaches a distance, it will be staggered by time and space.

　　 Fred! Norman suddenly thought of Fred.

　　 He walked out of the house and walked forward according to his feelings.

　　On this road, surprisingly, I did not encounter any resentful spirits.

　　 It is as if they are in different time and space, but they can sense each other, but know that each other will not interfere with themselves, and then they are safe.

　　 This feeling is very strange.

　　 When Norman keeps approaching that breath, he will be staggered by time and space.

　　 But under the perception of the black sweater, Norman immediately noticed that it was wrong and chose the correct route.

　　 Finally, Norman and that breath meet.

　　 Norman stretched out his hand and grabbed it there.

　　 "Finally found you!" Fred saw Norman and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

　　 "Don't move, follow me!" Norman grabbed Fred and started walking slowly on the street.

　　 Actually, this state is static.

　　 Out of belief in Norman, Fred moved slowly with Norman.

　　 "It's weird here!" Fred started, "I clearly perceive you are ahead, but many times, I have been misled." Fred looked horrified.

　　 "Are you under attack?" Norman asked.

　　 "No, I have been looking for you all the time, except for a little weird, I have not been attacked." Fred replied.

　　 "Hmm," Norman finally determined one thing.

　　 There is no leader in this city of a thousand corpses. The city of a thousand corpses should be regarded as a weird aggregation of time and space.

　　 There are many resentful spirits gathered here, and those powerful beings are all conscious!

　　 Thinking of this, Norman did not relax, but became nervous.

　　 "I know you are all around, let Pauline out!" Norman stopped suddenly and pulled Fred to speak.

　　 Fred was taken aback by Norman's reaction.

　　 But he closed his mouth firmly.

　　 He felt that his mysterious ability had loosened.

　　 All Norman’s actions now are correct.

　　 With Norman's voice, the surrounding buildings began to twist and then stood still.

　　 Time and space are completely still!

　　 This peculiar state made both Norman and Fred feel deeply afraid.

　　 Dozens of figures suddenly appeared. They were young and old, all dressed in different clothes.

　　 The only thing in common is that the clothes on their bodies are all azure blue.

　　 Also, purple lines have appeared on most of their bodies.

　　 Looking at these resentful spirits, Norman's forehead burst into sweat.

　　How can I be so arrogant that I think I can seal this place.

　　 But Norman quickly realized a problem, why they didn't do it.

　　 Immediately, Norman looked up and knew the reason.

　　 I don’t know when, a three-legged bird full of flames is suspended in the air~www.wuxiaspot.com~sir! "Pauline suddenly appeared next to Norman, and her face was frightened for the first time.

　　 Obviously, the experience just now made her feel real fear.

　　 "You should be aware of his ability, right?" The Golden Crow slowly fell and flew in front of Norman to speak.

　　 "Master Jinwu, we also didn't really do anything because of your face!" An old man wearing a blue cotton-padded jacket came out, "His ability is indeed a bit special, but Master Jinwu, what did you ask him to come over for?"

　　 After hearing the old man's words, Norman knew that from the beginning, Lord Golden Crow took care of everything quietly.

"Hahaha, what are you pursuing? This City of Thousand Corpses has made you and limited you! Haven't you been looking for an opportunity? You have seen his ability, don't you think it is a breakthrough? "The Golden Crow pointed to Norman.

　　 Dozens of blue-clad resentful spirits all looked at Norman.

　　 At this moment, Norman's hairs are standing up.

　　 "Master Jinwu, please make it clear!" The headed old man's tone eased a lot.

"To live toward death, your death aura here has reached its limit, and time and space have begun to blur. If this continues, you will probably only remain in this state and be trapped here. He is born toward death. Machine!" Jin Wu replied.