Super Dimensional Wizard

Angel lazily sank into the soft sofa, took a deep breath of the cold fragrance in the air, and then opened his pale golden eyes to look at Dudolo opposite. r?a nw?en? ?

"Did you just say you had something to do with me?"

Duodoro nodded and said: "Yes, I saw a picture..."

Before Dotolo could finish speaking, Angel asked: "Another picture? About me?"

After getting Duodoro's affirmative answer, Angel frowned and muttered in a low voice: "How come you, like Hua Queque, both said they saw my picture."

Have I become a regular performance for the Baiyuan people, with real-time updates? Angel complained in his mind and looked up at Dodolo, who looked confused: "It's okay, just keep talking."

Dudolo was about to continue talking, but Angel interrupted him again: "Wait, since you said it was a picture, it is better to show it directly."

"Appear?" When Dotolo was confused, Angel casually popped up a nightmare aura and flew towards Dotolo's eyebrows.

If it were anyone else, they would probably avoid it immediately. After all, the importance of the center of the brow is self-evident. But Dotolo didn't even blink, didn't dodge, and allowed the nightmare aura to blend into his eyebrows.

As the nightmare aura entered his body, Dudolo felt that his thinking seemed much clearer, and at the same time, the world in his eyes also changed.

The colors he saw were more vivid than before. It was as if there was a mass of breath covering his retinas, constantly calibrating the color of his vision in depth.

But apart from the change in color, there is nothing special about it. Just when Dotolo was about to ask, Angel stretched out his hand and waved lightly, and a glowing whiteboard appeared in front of him.

This whiteboard is like a drawing board, waiting for the artist to fill it with color.

Dudolo looked at the whiteboard and seemed to realize something.

"This is a little illusion trick. You can call it an illusion drawing board. It is connected to your pupils and can be controlled by the nightmare aura between your eyebrows. You only need to think about it in your mind..." Ange As soon as Er Hua was halfway through speaking, he stopped. Because a complete picture has appeared on the whiteboard in front of Dudolo.

It was exactly what Dotolo described before, when Angel crossed the Sky Bridge and walked towards the Phantom Island in his current image.

"Is that so?" Dotolo asked.

Angel: "...Yes."

Angel's expression was calm, but his heart was not so calm. Although this illusion drawing board was a little trick he came up with on the spur of the moment, and it was not very difficult. It was a technique of projecting thoughts through nightmares; but it was not that easy to reproduce it perfectly.

In Angel's opinion, Dudolo had to learn for at least ten minutes before he could barely show the picture on the illusion drawing board.

But Dudolo showed it instantly, which is enough to show that Dudolo has extraordinary concentration and his thinking is very pure and clean. Because many people have too many thoughts, the pictures projected on the whiteboard will be more or less cluttered. For example, some people want to draw a lotus root, but end up drawing a white arm. If the thinking is a little more cluttered, it will not work. Described.

Moreover, Dudolo's ability to control and express colors is very strong. If a painter wants to make a picture come alive, the matching of colors is very important. Although the illusion drawing board does not require various color combinations, in order to present reality, you must have a deep understanding of color.

Angel didn't think that Dodolo would have time to study painting during this period. In other words, this was his... talent.

Angel took a deep look at Tatolo. The Baiyuan tribe was indeed the race most favored by God.

"Since you already know how to operate, then you can continue painting." Angel stopped explaining and allowed Dodolo to use his imagination.

Dudolo nodded, looked away from Angel, and looked at the whiteboard intently.

The picture previously displayed on the whiteboard slowly melted away as if it had been soaked by a heavy rain. However, the clean whiteboard did not last long, and new pictures slowly emerged.

This is an extremely tragic picture.

The earth is cracked, everything is withered, and countless dark ravines are crisscrossed, occupying most of the picture and extending to the end of the horizon.

The sky was blood red, like a deep sunset, but also like a blood mist ignited by fire. In the center of this scarlet sky, a huge one eye is looking down at the world.

"Is this what you saw?" Angel looked at Dodolo in confusion.

Dotolo nodded.

"You said this is about me? But where am I?" Angel looked at the picture carefully, but could not find any trace of himself.

Dudolo: "There are no human beings in the picture I saw. I don't know where the adults are, but I am sure that this picture must be related to the adults."

Angel accepted this explanation because there was no need for Dodolo to lie to him.

Since Dudolo said that this scene was related to him, it must be related. It's just... Angel carefully observed every detail in the picture, but he still couldn't see what the picture wanted to express, and he didn't know where the picture was.

Angel: "Do you know where the place in the picture is?"

Dotolo shook his head.

"Are you in Fan Continent?"

Dudolo continued to shake his head. He just saw this picture and didn't know where this place was.

Angel: "Then...could this picture be like the picture you just showed, which actually has no meaning?"

Dodolo thought for a moment: "I think this is a meaningful picture."

Although Dotolo only "believes" and does not have any evidence; but Dotolo is a prophecy after all, and his "thinking" may often represent the truth.

This picture may actually have some meaning that he doesn't understand yet.

Angel turned his attention to the picture again, trying to find some clues: "Well... it looks a bit doomsday. Did some disaster happen? Is the source of the disaster the eye in the sky? Or is this eye just Some kind of symbolic meaning?”

Angel looked at it for a long time, but still found nothing.

The most important thing is that he does not understand the background of this painting, so it is difficult to guess the meaning of the painting.

"It has something to do with me, something to do with me... Could it be that this background is actually..." The wilderness of dreams? Angel whispered the name in his heart.

But soon, he denied it again. Although the ground in this scene is cracking, some wild beasts and plants can be seen. This is not the case in the Wilderness of Dreams, and Angel is naturally familiar with the Wilderness of Dreams. The background of this scene is completely unfamiliar to him.

In the end, Angel was still at a loss and gained nothing.

He thought for a while and decided to ask other people later, such as Sanders or some people who were knowledgeable in geography.