Super Dimensional Wizard

Angel felt a little relieved when he saw that Sanders didn't mention the time thief again.

"Teacher, Lord Wifet came here earlier and asked about the changes in the Kingdom of Evernight?" Angel asked.

Sanders nodded. Wifet also said before that he also asked Angel about this question, but Angel did not answer. Sanders also agreed with this. As soon as Angel answered this question, Wifet would definitely see the clues and refusing to answer would be the best choice.

"Looking at Mr. Wifet's reaction before, it seems that he is very satisfied with the instructor's answer." Angel asked doubtfully: "How did the instructor answer him?"

"What he wants to know is nothing more than two questions, whether the changes in the Evernight Kingdom will spread to West Mosa, and the inside story of the changes in the Evernight Kingdom."

The first problem is that it will spread, and it will spread quickly. The second question is the nightmare world.

This is Sanders' answer. If you use too many qualifying words, Wifet may not believe it. Directly presenting the most sensational, but also truthful facts, Wifet would figure it out on his own.

As for Sanders stating that behind the Kingdom of Eternal Night is the "Nightmare Realm", this is actually quite normal.

Because the wizarding world has discovered several colorful dragonfly nests, and there is a stable dimensional passage behind each nest. Although there may not be a wizard who can reach the nightmare world through this unmarked passage, once discovered, as long as there is a prophetic wizard to spy on it, there will always be clues to the surface.

What's more, the answer "Nightmare Realm" is also in line with Lapuye's prediction in "Frost Moon Secret Journal"——

More terrifying than the Demonic Shadow.

If we say that the bottomless abyss is full of dangers, we need to be cautious every step of the way. Then the nightmare world is a nightmare that you can never wake up from. Once it sinks, it will completely turn into nothingness.

So far, the entire Southern Wizarding World has not found any world more terrifying than the Nightmare World.

With these two shocking answers, Wifet didn't think Sanders would lie. Although he wasn't necessarily satisfied, the core of what he wanted to know was already clear. As for the details that Sanders did not explain, although Wifet was very curious, Sanders was unwilling to tell them, and it was difficult for him to continue asking.

After hearing what Sanders said, Angel also felt something in his heart.

Probably only Sanders had the confidence to answer like this. If it were him, even if every detail was told, Wifet might not buy it. This is the confidence brought by strong strength.

Something happened here.

The matter of Wifet has come to an end for the time being. Angel originally planned to take advantage of the lifting of the martial law in Castlevania to complete the sequel task of "Monument of the Strange Ring" originally arranged by Sanders, but before Angel could start designing, , and was called to the study by Sanders.

"You have now hit a big barrier, which also means that you have to consider the witchcraft position." Sanders' eyes suddenly became a little dark: "When we were on Magic Island before, I also talked to you Having said this, I wonder if you have made a decision?"

Sanders did mention the witchcraft bit at the beginning, but at that time Sanders was hesitant to speak. Later, after Angel went to ask Flora, he determined that Sanders' unfinished words actually meant that Angel could choose an original technique.

It's just that original techniques take a long time, and now that the Southern Territory is in a stormy situation, Sanders didn't mention it.

Angel nodded: "I haven't decided yet, but I already have a preference in my heart."

"Witchcraft is a very important thing. It is best to choose the one that is useful to you. Illusion can be used, as can alchemy." Sanders paused and said, "Witchcraft must be taken into consideration."

It doesn't take much time to build a witchcraft position. Choosing which witchcraft is the most time-consuming is because it is related to Angel's future path.

After leaving Sanders' study, Angel returned to his room and fell into deep thought.

He actually prefers original techniques, but original techniques are not easy to construct. Angel thought for a moment, wondering, how about relying on mysterious objects to inspire him?

…

Critical forest, cross-layer communication place.

A petite figure flew out in a panic. As soon as she landed, she lay on the ground panting.

Turning back to look at the slightly ferocious space crack in mid-air, a hint of panic flashed in those eyes that were usually full of jealousy. This is probably the most dangerous time she has crossed layers!

It was obviously just a cross-layer, and the distance between the space cracks was so short that it was almost negligible, but she encountered an unprecedented torrent of energy. At the right time, she was in the middle of the crack in space, and the torrent almost swept her into the depths of darkness. If she hadn't used a trump card, she would have been buried in the torrent at this time.

"Kuna's skin!" she muttered, her eyes filled with resentment.

Hundreds of years ago, she discovered a mysterious humanoid in the world of Loft. He was extremely beautiful, and she could not stand anyone who looked better than her, even if he was a man.

So she captured him, peeled off his skin from head to tail, and then woven a shell for him out of toad skin.

It's a pity that although the man was full of mystery, he was only a mortal after all. He couldn't adapt to the toad's skin and died within a few days.

Later she learned that the man was the last member of the Kuna Tribe, an extremely precious race in the Loft World.

After his death, the Kuna tribe became extinct.

And she also knew at that time that the skin of the Kuna tribe had the ability to stabilize space, and in a special way, it could be used as a protective object to travel through the planes.

Relying on the skin of the Kuna tribe, she never had any accidents when traveling through the planes. It can be said that the skin of the Kuna tribe is one of her trump cards!

But! But!

Just before, she was clearly just crossing a single layer of an abyss, just like a passage into the annexed world in the wizarding world. Logically speaking, there was no danger, but she encountered a torrent of energy!

That unexplained yet extremely powerful torrent of energy!

Even as a second-level true knowledge wizard, she seemed extremely small in the torrent of energy. She was like a tree blown up by its roots in a hurricane. Without the roots of the earth, she would be swept away by the hurricane to the unknown at any time. Far away, and finally completely losing his life.

In that extremely critical situation, she had to use her trump card - the skin of the cave. Through its ability to stabilize space, she could protect herself in the endless torrent.

It was a short journey for a wizard, and for a wizard of true knowledge like her, it could be traveled in the blink of an eye.

However, in her feeling, there is no longer road than this one.

Every step she took, the cave skin that protected her was washed away by the torrent and was full of holes.

At the last step, seeing the exit right in front of him, the magnitude of the energy torrent suddenly became larger and more ferocious, and the skin of the cave was completely destroyed in an instant.

The moment before the cave skin was destroyed, she used a forbidden technique to barely get out of the cross-layer crack, and finally landed smoothly in the critical forest.

And that forbidden technique made her completely exhausted and unable to move at the moment.

However, compared to the side effects caused by the forbidden technique, her heart was hurt more deeply, especially when she watched the skin of the cave being blown apart. How could she feel better?

This is probably the most dangerous thing she has encountered in the past hundred years, and the biggest loss at the same time!

After calming down from the panic, she looked at the crack in the air and felt itchy with hatred. If this incident was man-made, she would probably wipe the other person out of the world completely, no matter the cost, not even leaving a trace of his soul. But such a powerful torrent of energy cannot be controlled by anyone. If you put all the blame on it, you can only say that you are unlucky.

There was nowhere to vent the resentment and frustration in her chest, and she couldn't help but scream.

The harsh and sharp sound pierced the sky and echoed in the empty critical forest.

After a while, she breathed heavily, with hatred flashing in her eyes: "Fortunately, there are people guarding the fortress nearby to let me vent my anger, and no one can stop me..."

Only destruction, only dismemberment, only grafting can comfort her loss!

She had already started thinking about how to torture people in order to make her feel happy? A man becomes a woman? Let those young children who think they are cold and pure have their faces covered with men's whips? Inject the goat demon's blood into their bodies?

All kinds of "wonderful thoughts" echoed in her mind.

However, she only wandered happily in her thoughts for less than half a minute when the ground suddenly began to shake.

Her brows furrowed, displeasure flashing in her eyes.

What's going on? Is there an earthquake? She pushed up her tired body and stood up. The shadows of the trees around her were shaking constantly, and the lightly dancing branches and leaves seemed to be dancing, which made her very unhappy.

The stones on the ground kept jumping up and down, making clanging sounds.

At first, she thought she had encountered an earthquake, but as the shaking became stronger and stronger, and the shadows of the surrounding trees even became blurry, the ground suddenly cracked open.

The crack created a huge pit.

At the same time, a huge aura emerged from the deep pit in the ground.

By this time, she already felt that something was wrong. It was not an earthquake!

The inexplicable heart palpitations sent chills down her spine.

The matter is far from over. The deep pit in front of the bookstore www.zhaoｓhuyuan.com suddenly erupted with fiery red magma, instantly igniting a piece of dead wood. And, with the sound of "clang, clang, clang, clang", a giant hand covered with magma poked out from the deep pit and grabbed the edge of the wall!

Looking at the giant hand that looked like a Titan, disbelief flashed in her eyes.

At the same time, a legend suddenly came to mind——

She once found an ancient sacrificial scroll on an altar in the Blackwater Basin. The ancient scroll recorded a legend. According to legend, an ancient demon slept deep in the critical forest on the third floor of the abyss.

This ancient demon used magma as its bed and slept for thousands of years.

No one dares to disturb it, because this is a demon lord who once fell from the throne!

Its name is "Manjimone".

As she thought about it, the owner of the "giant hand" finally poked his head out. Even if it was just a head, it was like a mountain.

"Who...disturbed my slumber?"