Super Dimensional Wizard

A burst of elegant fragrance floated into Bobota's nose.

fragrance? Where does the fragrance come from?

Popota opened his eyes in confusion. The moment he opened his eyes, light shone into his eyes, reflecting a blue sky in his hazel eyes.

Popota stood up with her hands on the ground.

He found himself standing on a balcony. The balcony railings were covered with green vines, and there were small lavender flowers blooming on the vines. The fragrance came from these flowers.

Popota raised his head in confusion and looked outside the railing. He saw a group of overlapping buildings.

The heights and heights are staggered, and the light and shadow are changing.

It's like a city... No, this is a city at all!

where is this place? Where is this city? Why is he here?

The most important thing is that Bobota lowered his head and looked at his body. It was intact, not even the skin was cracked. His hands and feet were also normal, with no raised bumps or pus-like green liquid. It was as if he had returned to the time when he had not mutated.

Bobota touched his face again, and the smooth touch under his fingertips made him feel both strange and familiar. What was strange was that all the sarcoma that had been with him for half a year had disappeared; what was familiar was that his Does it seem like you've really gone back to the past?

"What on earth is going on?" Bobota couldn't figure it out. He actually had a body again and it got better?

Bobota carefully recalled what happened before, but after searching through his memories, he couldn't find any clues. He only remembered that his consciousness floated out of his soul, and then he tried every means to shrink his consciousness to the smallest possible extent, and then through the only gap, passed through the encirclement of the real name imprint, and escaped from that Vortex channel.

After he came out of the whirlpool passage, a light door appeared in front of him, and there seemed to be a long corridor behind the door.

He didn't know where the corridor behind the Light Gate was at that time, and he didn't even know what he should do at that time.

Then, he looked back at the dark and deep whirlpool passage.

He saw his godless soul falling continuously, and finally being immersed in darkness. Just when his soul merged with the darkness, he vaguely saw a huge eye that could almost occupy all the darkness. He slowly opened it. There was no emotion in the eyes, as cold as a mountain. The gods at the top looked down at the people from a high position.

When he saw this eye, Bobota's somewhat chaotic thinking seemed to freeze for a moment.

He remembered that the owner of this eye was not "like a god", he was actually a god! He is one of the most powerful demon gods in the abyss world, the peerless great demon god, the Lord of the Abyss!

When Bobota signed the contract with the Lord of the Profound, he had seen similar eyes. The shock hit his heart, and he has never forgotten it.

At this moment, Bobota realized clearly that the whirlpool channel indeed led to the realm of the Lord of the Deep.

However, what puzzled Bobota was that he noticed that after the Lord of the Deep opened his eyes, he seemed to see something incredible, and a trace of doubt flashed in his cold eyes.

Is there anything that would make such a majestic being as the Lord of Profundity feel confused?

Bobota's puzzlement soon found the answer, because he saw himself in the reflection of that eye.

To be precise, I saw my own godless soul.

Is the Lord of Profundity confused because of his own soul? After Bobota came to this conclusion, he felt a little unbelievable. How could even a high-ranking demon have doubts? Also, what is He doubting?

When Bobota's questions popped up one after another, that eye seemed to notice something. He slowly raised his gaze. His eyes seemed to be able to travel through time and space and see out of the whirlpool channel.

An unprecedented omen of danger enveloped Bobota. He had a premonition in his heart that he must not let the Lord of the Profound see the remaining aura of his consciousness.

Thinking of this, Bobota turned around and got into the light door without any hesitation.

After Bobota entered the light door, the light door immediately closed and disappeared. The eye deep in the whirlpool channel finally saw only some residual glimmers of light, but found nothing.

On the other side, after Bobota entered the light door, he walked through a dim corridor and then came to the exit.

When he walked out of the exit, he fell into a coma. When he woke up, he was already lying on the balcony.

Bobota recalled this memory carefully. He still didn't understand where he was, or even whether this place had anything to do with the Lord of the Profound. But he vaguely remembered that he walked in from the light door, and the Lord of the Deep was at the other end of the whirlpool channel. Maybe it had nothing to do with the Lord of the Deep? Was he lucky enough to escape? But he remembered that his soul seemed to have fallen into the hands of the Lord of the Deep.

What is the weird link in this process, and where does the light door come from? Bobota only felt that her mind was filled with all kinds of questions, but she could not get answers.

"Are you a pervert?" When Bobota was filled with annoyance, a contemptuous and crisp voice came from behind him.

Popota looked back and saw that there was a little girl on the previously empty balcony.

She has a delicate and beautiful face, and her skin is very pale. Combined with the blood-red dress and cold eyes, she looks like an evil spirit in folklore.

However, under the sunlight, the shadow of her feet can be seen. Obviously, this is not an evil spirit, but a human being.

But this human girl was looking at him with contempt.

"Ah?" Popota sighed in confusion. His mind was a little confused now, and he didn't even know whether he was confused about the little girl's ridicule or about the origin of the little girl.

"I said you are a pervert. You keep touching your body. Look, you are still touching your face." Shanni couldn't help but rolled her eyes: "Are you a narcissist?"

Only then did Popota notice that his fingertips were still rubbing her smooth face. Maybe she didn't feel it, but to outsiders, it did seem a bit narcissistic... Popota quickly put down his hand. But I have to say, his face is really smooth.

"I'm not a narcissist, it's just that... I have some strange changes in my body." After Bobota finished speaking, he showed what he thought was the most friendly smile to the other side: "Kid, I can ask you a few questions. Problem?"

The disdain on Shan Ni's face became even stronger: "Don't laugh, look for Shuyuan www.zhaoｓshuyuan.comｍ, your smile will be even more perverted."

Popota was stunned. Was he smiling ugly? He clearly remembered that he used to be very handsome, and in the children's world, it should be for both men and women.

Could it be said that his appearance has not actually recovered? It's just that the pimples on the skin are gone and it feels smooth to the touch, but it still looks alien?

It's a pity that most of his thinking space seems to be broken, otherwise he can use his mental power to see what he looks like now.

Hey, that's not right. If his thinking space is broken, how can his thinking logic still operate so clearly?

"Don't call me kid, my name is Sunny." Sunny's voice interrupted Bobota's thinking.

Shanni glanced at Bobota: "I know you have a lot of questions, but I'm too lazy to answer you. As a newcomer, what you need to do now is follow me to the Sky Tower to register your identity."

Newcomer? Sky Tower? What is this place? Bobota had doubts in her heart, but judging from Shanni's previous response, it seemed that this was not the time to ask.

"Okay, I'll go with you to that... Sky Tower." Bobota paused: "By the way, I forgot to introduce myself earlier, my name is Bobota."

Shanni had already turned around and was about to take this somewhat perverted newcomer to the Sky Tower to register as a resident, but she was stunned when she heard Bobota's name.

Shanni turned around and frowned: "Are you Popota?"

Popota: "I'm Popota, do you know me?"

A sudden realization flashed across Shanni's face: "It turns out to be you. Then you don't have to register. Your identity has already been registered. Now follow me to find your mentor."

"tutor?"

"Yes, Mentor Jon. He will tell you everything you need to know."