Super Dimensional Wizard

In fact, the owner's name is very long. Prapa once heard the owner talk about it, but for some reason, it prefers to call itself Night than the real name that represents the achievements of its fathers.

The owner of the museum explained its work today and left.

There are very few guests coming to the game hall. Even if the owner leaves for a long time, it will not affect anything. There is no business anyway.

In the absence of guests, Prapa wondered how the owner of the restaurant made a living. However, he has not been in Rasudran for a long time. Maybe the owner of the museum has other means of making a living?

Following the owner's wishes, Prapa walked through the huge main hall and came to the showroom.

There are specimens of various prey species in the exhibition room, but these specimens are basically empty shells. They look very lively, but except for the fur and skeleton, they are all empty inside.

Prapa walked through the specimens and came to the back of the showroom, where there was a tall wall.

On the upper half of the wall is a painting. In the lower half, a door opened.

Behind the door is where Prapa works every day.

After Prapa entered the door, he began to clean the prey hunted by the owner today, which were two flame leopards. As usual, Prapa took out the flame leopard's meat and organs and moistened them with "UFO water" for a while to keep them fresh for a long time.

Prapa then began cleaning the fur and piecing together the skeleton.

While cleaning the fur, Prapa carefully checked the fur up and down. There were beautiful fire patterns, but not a single wound.

Although the flame leopard is not a very powerful monster, Prapa can hunt it. However, it is very difficult to keep the fur intact when hunting.

According to rumors, the strength of the museum owner is very weak, which can be seen from the prey it hunts.

But Prapa always had a vague feeling that the owner of the hall should be very powerful. In the three months since he stayed here, although Prapa had not cleansed any more powerful monsters, he could not see any scars on every monster hunted by the owner. They are all like this flame leopard, perfect as if sleeping.

The owner of the museum can achieve such a level of detail. Prapa does not think that the strength of the owner who pursues perfection will be too low.

Maybe the owner of the museum also hunts high-level monsters, but he doesn't need them to clean them?

After Prapa cleaned the two flame leopards, he put their specimens in the showroom. His work for the day was over.

Generally speaking, after Prapa finishes his work, he will seize the time to exercise his body. Although the training method in the bloodline inheritance may not be effective, it can only be temporarily used until the training method is changed.

However, Prapa did not go back to exercise today, but looked at the painting in the showroom.

Speaking of which, Prapa didn't think this painting was that special, but he found that the owner of the museum often stood here to admire the painting. It kept an eye on it, maybe there was something hidden in this painting, and Prapa decided to investigate it seriously today.

Prapa stood under the painting and looked at it for more than half an hour, but gained nothing.

This painting is completely incomprehensible to Prapa's taste.

The overall background is black...or, blue to black. In the middle of this deep background, there are leaping flames. The flames are large and small, and they continuously form a line, dividing the painting into upper and lower sides.

"What does this painting mean?" Prapa thought to himself.

After looking at it for about half an hour, Prapa's eyes turned red and he didn't find any mystery in the painting. Instead, I noticed a small detail that I had not noticed before. On the lower right corner of the painting, there were several light gray writings that almost blended into the black background.

This row of handwriting seemed to be the signature of the painter, but he couldn't understand the words above, and they were not demonic.

The tadpole-like characters looked a bit like... human characters.

It was not until much later that Prapa realized that it was indeed human writing, which recorded the name of the painting and the artist.

——"Night", artist: Feng.

Prapa did not study the meaning of the painting, but to his surprise, he found that the owner of the museum was back.

Not only is the owner back, he is also carrying a black animal leg on his back. The size of one animal leg alone is comparable to that of a flame leopard, which shows that its true body is definitely not small!

"Hey, you didn't start exercising today?" Ye looked at Prapa.

Prapa stared curiously at the animal legs that were still burning with black flames. He always felt that they looked familiar: "It has no effect if I keep exercising. I just thought I would go out and see if there are any for sale that are suitable for my practice." thing."

"That's it." Ye didn't say anything. He took out two shining gold coins from the small pocket on his waist and threw them to Prapa: "I will advance this month's salary to you. I hope you can Find what works for you.”

Prapa's eyes flashed with gratitude, and with these two demon gold coins, he had a total of ten demon gold coins, which was already a lot of money for him. You know, the inheritance left to it by its parents was only two demon gold coins.

"Thank you, owner." Prapa was grateful, and walked directly to the hut behind the showroom. Guessing that it should be cleaning the animal's legs, Prapa quickly said: "Mr. owner, if it is cleaning, let me Just do it.”

But Ye shook his head: "No, even though it only has one leg left, the flame on it is immortal. It goes against your attributes, and you will get hurt if you deal with it."

After Ye finished speaking, he went directly into the cleaning room and closed the door.

Prapa, on the other hand, thought about the "eternal flame" in his mind, and then left the hunting hall. It walked on the road for a long time, and suddenly a flash of light seemed to flash in its mind: the black eternal flame, and the hind legs that looked like horse hooves.

It reminded him of a monster.

Black gold nightmare!

Could it be that those are the hind legs of a black gold nightmare?

The more Prapa thought about it, the more he felt it was correct. Although it was relatively far away just now, the black beast's legs did exude a vague pressure.

If it is really the Black Gold Nightmare, then this prey must have been hunted by the owner of the museum, right?

Prapa suddenly became excited. Black Gold Nightmares are monsters comparable to mid-level demons. Some powerful Black Gold Nightmares can even be compared to big devils. The owner of the museum can hunt such a powerful monster... Doesn't it mean that its previous guess was not wrong. The owner of the museum is really powerful, but he just doesn't show it on weekdays?

If the Hall Master is so powerful, can he ask the Hall Master to increase his power?

Prapa shook his head sadly. No matter how powerful the owner was, he still had the attribute of fire, which was completely contrary to it. There was no way he could teach it anything.

It's better to continue shopping in La Sudran and see if there is any store here that can help him.

After shopping for a long time, Prapa felt that he was still too naive.

Although the purchasing power of ten demon gold coins is impressive, it is impossible to buy anything that can increase your strength, whether it is a cultivation method or a special treasure.

These are not only what Prapa desperately needs, but also what every other demon and half-blood demon wants.

Therefore, these prices are very expensive, starting from at least fifty demon gold coins.

It seems that it will have to wait a few years before it has the ability to take revenge.

Prapa prepared to return to the hunting hall with a low air pressure. At least in Rasudran, the museum owner is very kind to him. As long as he works hard, fifty demon gold coins shouldn't last long.

On the way back to the game hall, Prapa caught a glimpse of a small wooden house out of the corner of his eye.

It looked back and realized that it had arrived at the edge of Rasudran again. The wooden house named "Psychedelic" that it had seen before was in the forest not far away.

Prapa shook his head and prepared to move forward.

But at this moment, it suddenly noticed that there was a row of words under the sign called "Psychedelic".

The most important thing is that it is no stranger to this word, and even has a strange nostalgia for it.

Abyssal language! Did you actually see Abyssal Language here? !

Abyssal Language is the unified written language of the aboriginal people of all the major settlements in the Abyss. Its mother is the aboriginal people of the Nordin tribe. Since childhood, Prapa not only learned the devil language of his father's generation, but was also very familiar with the abyssal language taught by his mother.

Therefore, when it could actually see the Abyssal Language among all the Demonic Language signs in Rasudran, or even the Ancient Demonic Language, a strong sense of intimacy immediately arose spontaneously.

Following this feeling of intimacy, Prapa subconsciously walked towards the "psychedelic" cabin.

After walking through the green path, there were only a few trees separated, but Prapa felt that the air here was very comfortable, which made him feel a little relieved after arriving in Rasudran.

The light from the eternal light source passes through the shade of the trees and casts mottled light and shadow on this gravel path.

When Prapa walked to the door of the wooden house, he raised his head and looked at the sign carefully.

In addition to "psychedelic" on the sign, there is a row of words written in Abyssal language: Feel the rhythm of the ocean.

As a half-blood demon of the water system, Prapa naturally knows that the ocean actually has its own unique rhythm. Is there any use in just feeling this rhythm? Why is it related to “psychedelic” again?

Also, how to feel the rhythm of the ocean?

A picture emerged in Prapa's mind: a demon with wings on its back, scooping a bucket of water from the ocean, pouring it into the wooden bucket, and then pointing at the wooden bucket with a smile, as if to indicate that as long as you enter the wooden bucket, Take a dip in the bucket and feel the rhythm of the ocean.

Prapa shook his head and shook off the image in his mind. You will know what the specific situation is if you go in and take a look.

I have to say that this wooden door is too short. If he hadn't been a little interested in the Abyssal language on the sign, Prapa would never have set foot here.

Before entering the wooden house, Prapa had thought that the person who would write Abyssal on the signboard was probably a half-blood demon. Moreover, he is a half-blood demon who identifies with his aboriginal blood.

However, when Prapa stepped into the wooden house, he realized that he was completely wrong.

This is not a half-blood demon who identifies with the Aboriginal bloodline, but the Aboriginal himself!