Super Dimensional Wizard

Angel recounted the "dream" he had when he was in a coma.

After he finished speaking, he was still confused and asked, "Is this really a dream?"

If it was a dream, why would Sanders know about the Fallen Abyss and the puppet? He had clearly seen Sanders picking up the puppet before.

Moreover, Angel felt that the experience at that time was very real and not like a dream. The feeling of being fettered by thoughts, the despair of being trapped, and the discomfort caused by the impact of countless negative energies were still vivid in his mind when he recalled it now.

It didn't feel like a dream at all, just like his own experience.

"It's very similar to a dream. However, compared to a dream, I think it is a more appropriate name for the real and illusory space created by mysterious things." Sanders replied.

Real fantasy space? Although Sanders did not explain the meaning of this real and illusory space, Angel understood it as soon as he heard it. Because, there is a faction in the illusion department, which is true illusion.

The so-called true illusion is like reality and illusion, a combination of virtuality and reality, and it is difficult to distinguish between true and false. Wizards who choose the True Illusion faction are definitely good at perceiving all things and grasping people's hearts.

Then the meaning of ‘true illusion space’ is self-evident. Dreams must be illusory. The real and illusory space is a space where it is impossible to distinguish between real and fake. In other words, there are not only illusory existences but also real existences in it.

In that experience last night, what was true and what was false?

Facing Angel's doubts, Sanders said calmly: "Truth and falsehood are relative terms. As a person who has experienced it, you might as well express your own judgment."

Angel recalled for a moment and tried to interpret last night's experience: "The hazy world is fake, but my thinking is real; the picture that tempted me to fall is fake, but the black shadow monster is real; the corruption is real. The abyss is fake, but the negative energy that exists is real.”

When Angel said this, he paused and looked at Sanders with questioning eyes.

Sanders shook his head: "It seems that you didn't understand what I meant. You should think about what I said before."

Think back to what the instructor said? Although Angel was puzzled, Sanders hadn't said much since he woke up. Looking back on each sentence, there should be clues.

Angel began to clarify the words in his memory, sentence by sentence.

But no clues were found until Angel recalled what Sanders said: "Tell me about your experience last night... you fell into the abyss."

Angel raised his head suddenly: "Is the Fall into the Abyss real?"

Sanders neither shook his head nor nodded, and said calmly: "To be precise, your experience yesterday was all fake. Only the Falling Abyss is real."

"I actually don't know what you went through last night, but I only saw the abyss of depravity. I not only saw it with my own eyes, but I also witnessed your consciousness being dragged towards the maw of darkness."

When Angel heard this, he also understood: the ultimate purpose of falling into the abyss was to drag him into it.

In other words, only the ultimate goal is real, and the process is all a false experience evolved to serve this ultimate goal.

"Is it because of my mentor that I wasn't dragged into the abyss of corruption?" Angel suddenly remembered something: "Is it that puppet?"

"You should have guessed the identity of that puppet." Sanders did not point out, but nodded and said: "The negative energy released by the Fallen Abyss wants to assimilate you. That negative energy is full of mystery. There is no other effective way to disperse it.”

"So, I made some calculations and chose to release the resentment in the puppet and maintain a balance, so that I can wake you up."

Sanders said it simply, even with a sense of understatement, as if everything was no big deal.

But Angel, as a person who has experienced it, can feel firsthand that it is not easy. What Sanders calls "calculating" must be a grasp of the overall situation, and precise calculations are needed to create a terrifying balance between resentment and the negative energy released from the abyss of corruption in an instant.

If it is difficult to control, or if there is something missing, the resentment released by the Resentment Puppet will not only fail to become a terror balance, but will also affect Angel, and even help him enter the abyss of corruption faster.

From this detail, we can know that Sanders' terror lies not only in his strength, but also in his judgment of the situation, his extremely precise calculations, and his decisive execution.

If one was missing, Angel might not even be able to escape and ascend to heaven.

Thinking of this, Angel expressed his gratitude to Sanders very sincerely: "If it weren't for my mentor, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to see the sunshine today."

Leon, who stood aside and listened to the whole process, although he did not understand the danger involved, he knew that Angel could be rescued only because of Sanders' help, and he looked at Sanders with grateful eyes.

Sanders said calmly: "I just helped you finish. The one who really saved you was yourself. If you hadn't used a mask to resist when you faced the bloody kingship, otherwise you would have gone straight into the abyss of corruption. , there will be no struggle for survival later.”

After Angel finished listening, he covered his right eye with his hand.

He also did not expect that the fleeting spiritual gospel at that time would become the decisive key to saving him.

In his previous experience in the "True Illusion Space", at the beginning, the green pattern blocked the erosion of darkness, which may refer to his act of activating his right eye.

However, Angel was still a little confused. Why did the spiritual gospel come into being at that time? Is it because of the spiritual omen of the wizard; or is it actually the fault of that person?

Angell couldn't get the answer, but from a consequentialist perspective, at least it was good for now.

"So it seems that the mask produced by activating the right eye with magic power has some kind of non-material defense function?" Angel secretly said, it seems that it is necessary to advance the test plan.

"Don't mention these trivial matters. After listening to your statement just now, I can basically confirm that the effect of the Blood Royal Power is to pull people into the abyss of corruption." Sanders: "This is consistent with my previous guess. "

However, Angel did not really enter the abyss of corruption, so they are still unable to determine the true effect of the Blood Royal Power.

But what is certain is that the abyss of depravity is filled with a lot of negative energy. If consciousness is dragged into it, abnormalities will inevitably occur.

Maybe, like Yurika, she will fall into madness.

While they were thinking about it, Leon, who had never spoken, suddenly said: "If you are referring to the effect of the red light, I might know something about it."

Angel and Sanders looked at each other and looked at Leon.

…

After a while, Angel adjusted his clothes a little and left the room.

Lyon led the way, while Angel and Sanders were one step behind.

Sanders seems to be very interested in the environment where Angel grew up, observing the details around him along the way. Angel looked at the familiar murals and corridors with a hint of gloom in his eyes.

The murals were covered in dust, and the carpets in the corridors were not only warped at the edges, but some of them were missing.

You can clearly see where the carpet is missing, and there are black traces on the granite floor. With Angel's current eyesight, he can identify the source of the traces - blood at a glance.

From these details alone, Angel could imagine how tragic the accident that happened in the castle not long ago was.

Going downstairs, the dust never disappeared, and Angel even saw cobwebs at the corners of the ceiling. And along the way, no servants were seen. As Jin Cancan said before, some of the servants were sent to Gru Town, while the other part of the servants...may have encountered something unexpected.

Thinking of this, several figures flashed through Angel's mind. They were all servants with whom he had a very close relationship when he lived in Pat's Manor. Angel even regarded them as friends and family.

Angel felt like there was a thorn in his throat, and he didn't know how to ask about their current situation.

"Some parts of the layout here are very interesting." When Angel was silently sad, Sanders suddenly said: "The patterns under this mural, as well as these strange patterns of blue and white porcelain, are very strange in style."

Leon: "That's the style of old man Jon's hometown. My father liked it very much, so he added it in when decorating the interior."

Sanders also guessed the origin of these things. Although the Golden Bird Empire also has its own unique style, it is not much different from the mainstream ones, while these furnishings are in a completely different style.

Looking at these strange styles, Sanders couldn't help but become interested in the "human race from another world" that he had yet to meet.

Soon, Leon led them through the corridor and to the annex building.

He stopped in front of the darkest gate of the annex building.

"This seems to be..." Angel looked at the door, and his memory returned to his childhood in a trance.

He was very naughty when he was a child and loved to do rebellious things. The more adults wouldn't let him do it, the more he would do it. As for this door, Old Pat strictly prohibited them from entering. How could Angel listen at that time? The so-called "strictly prohibited" simply means "must go and see".

So, Angel sneaked in in the middle of the night when the servants were not paying attention.

As a result, after he came in, he discovered that the door behind the door was actually connected to a large basement, which contained some tightly locked wine barrels.

Angel felt bored after looking at it, and then he was about to go back. As a result, the door was locked from the outside.

It was a silent and long night. Angel, who was still a little boy at the time, shivered under the dim wall lamp and looked at the dark world outside the light range with fear.

He was very scared at the time, always thinking that monsters would pop out of dark places. This fear lasted all night.

Looking back now, it feels like a nightmare.

When the door was opened the next day, it was discovered that this was a trap set up by his father, Old Pat, to cure his rebellious character of listening to others' sarcastic remarks.

Facts have proved that the effect is obvious. Since then, Angel has been much more cautious in his actions.

However, he never stepped into this basement again. This place seemed to have become his little nightmare.

Until he grew up and was no longer afraid of this basement, he still didn't come in, because at that time he was busy taking care of Jon, who was seriously ill; later, he left the old continent, and this basement never existed again. appeared in his mind.

"This is Old Pat's wine cellar, have you forgotten?" Leon said with a wink: "You were locked in here when you were a child. I squatted at the door and listened to you crying inside all night."

Angel's face darkened, and he said firmly: "I'm not crying."

Leon originally wanted to make fun of him, but at this moment, there was a whimpering sound from behind the door. Leon was stunned for a moment, his expression slowly changed from joking to sad, and finally he sighed: "Okay, you didn't cry, I heard wrong."

"It's time to get down to business. Didn't you ask before about the effect of red light?" Leon pointed to the locked door: "Here is the answer."