Super Dimensional Wizard

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Although Angel was a little curious about Sybil, he had no intention of exploring it at this time.

With a slight nod to Sybil, she motioned for Ms. Mello to move on.

In the next two corridors, Melo discovered three more talented people in succession. These three talented people were dominated by one of them, a fat man, and they were slightly grouped together. This is somewhat similar to when Angel was a gifted person and everyone else surrounded Hook Dick.

And the fat talented person was obviously interested in Sibyl. He always approached Sibyl without leaving a trace and said a few words of care that were not nutritious.

Sybil has always maintained the persona of the "cold lady". No matter what the fat genius says, Sybil can only say "hmm". But the fat talented person didn't care about Sybil's cold attitude. It was obvious that he had already adapted to the other party's personality and was a little content with it.

While the fat genius was pestering Sybil, one of his two younger brothers, the one with a somewhat naughty face, came to Angel's side with his waist bent.

He said words of thanks and his attitude was extremely complimentary, but his eyes were wandering, as if he was thinking about something.

Angel knew his thoughts well.

Just like when Fusa hugged Hook Dick's thigh, as long as Hook Dick was away, he would pester Butler Goode and ask for help, which was almost the same as what this cunning guy did today.

It doesn't matter, I just want to hug my thigh.

Angel was not averse to this idea, but it would not work if the target were to be himself.

Angel didn't do anything to this naughty boy. He glanced at him lightly and released a trace of coercion. The other person was like a lightning strike and didn't dare to move.

And this pressure was not directed specifically at this naughty boy. Several other people, including Sybil and Ms. Mello, also felt it.

Ms. Mello was able to feel at ease because Angel had obviously controlled the level of coercion to a stage that she could bear. But for the other talented people, it was as if the sky had fallen, and their whole bodies were trapped underneath.

Among them, the slippery boy is the one who suffers the most, because he bears the brunt of it and his feelings are the most profound. He was like an ant crouching at the foot of the mountain, facing this towering mountain.

He was trembling, his mouth was trembling and he wanted to say something, but nothing could come out.

Others, like him, seemed to be riding in a small boat, but had to face the raging sea with strong winds and huge waves.

It's hard on everyone.

Fortunately, Angel's pressure did not last long and was quickly withdrawn.

At this time, the naughty boy no longer dared to approach Angel.

Ms. Melo took one look at the other person and understood the whole story. She sighed softly: "Mr. Pat is already considered a moderate. If you were someone else, such as Mr. Pat's mentor, you just have to lean in, and there will be no problem." By the time you speak, you will be dead. Because, as a person at the bottom of the wizarding world, it is a great disrespect to approach an official wizard without permission."

Ms. Melo seemed to be speaking to the slippery boy, but in fact she was also warning others.

When facing official wizards, you must treat them with the utmost respect. This is the way to survive in the wizarding world.

Perhaps because of Angel's coercion, no one dared to speak at this time. The fat genius no longer followed Sybil, but walked silently behind Ms. Mello.

Although Ms. Mello said that Angel was a moderate, they did not believe it as they were still ignorant of the wizarding world. They only believed that gentle people like Ms. Mello were the real moderates, so they only dared to follow Mello. Miss.

Ms. Melo looked at the few followers behind her and looked helplessly at Angel with an apologetic look.

Because this kind of grouping around her while isolating Angel was also a kind of disrespect in the eyes of Ms. Melo, who was cautious about etiquette.

In order to prevent this rudeness from continuing, Ms. Mello approached Angel quietly.

At this time, several talented people behind her were stunned. Should they follow or should they not follow?

Only Sybil said nothing and continued to follow Ms. Merlot.

Because the range of the mist illusion was limited, they followed up after being stunned for a few seconds, but they didn't dare to get close and were separated by two or three meters.

"My lord, please forgive their ignorance." Ms. Melo said respectfully.

"I'm not angry, and I don't need forgiveness." Angel told the truth. So far, none of these talented people have done anything that caused him to have emotional fluctuations. Including the naughty boy, as Angel thought before, he actually didn't dislike the naughty boy's behavior of wanting to hug his thigh, as long as it wasn't him.

While they were talking, another corridor had passed. According to Angel's memory, there are only three corridors left on the second floor. And the people in these three corridors... almost all have been punished.

Some are even horrific.

Angel pondered for a moment and asked, "How many talented people are left?"

Ms. Mello said without hesitation: "Three people. Gloss, Blaze and Amesha."

"If nothing unexpected happens, they should be in the first few corridors, but I hope they can survive." The fat guard did not dare to kill extraordinary people, but he could ravage at will the talented people who belong to the mortal level.

Ms. Mello didn't understand what Angel meant at first, until she witnessed the horrific scene in the new corridor with her own eyes, and finally understood why Angel said: I hope they can live.

Several other gifted people also saw those people in the prison who were either skinny, missing arms or legs, or even lifeless people lying on the ground covered in blood. As ignorant people who had not seen much of the world, their faces instantly turned pale.

They were also somewhat fortunate at this time that they did not suffer too many punishments.

Maybe it was because it was at the back of the corridor and the fat guard didn't bother to come over, so he escaped?

But the fact is contrary to what they thought. The fat guard knew that they were talented people in the savage cave and did not dare to punish them too much.

Although the fat guard was vicious, he was actually very clear-minded about who he could offend and who he couldn't offend.

The extraordinary beings he blackmailed were all wandering wizards. If he really had a backer, even a mortal, he wouldn't dare to move.

But he didn't dare to move, but there were others who dared to move, such as... the princess.

They had only taken a few steps down the new corridor before Ms. Mello spotted her target.

"It's Amesha!" Ms. Melo quickly walked to the door of the cell. When she saw Amesa's miserable condition, Ms. Melo's face was very ugly.

Angel also saw the situation in the prison. He did not hesitate to set up an illusion at the door of the prison to block the sight of several other talented people.

Ms. Mello looked grateful to Angel. After all, Amisha's condition at this time was not suitable for being seen by the opposite sex.

"Go in, call me if you need anything." Angel said to Ms. Mello.

What Angel meant by "need" naturally refers to healing techniques.

Ms. Mello nodded gratefully and walked into the mist.

Several other talented people looked at each other, because they were walking behind, they didn't see anything. The only person seen was Sybil who was with Ms. Mello.

However, Sybil's face was ugly, her fists were clenched tightly, and she didn't say a word.

Others didn't dare to ask, so they could only stay silently at the door of the prison, guessing what happened to Amisha.

While they were waiting, Angel suddenly moved his eyes and looked not far away.

There was no one there, but Angel felt a familiar atmosphere.

He thought for a moment and controlled a burst of fog to cover the location.

As the fog filled the air, a red-haired figure appeared in front of him.

…

On the other side, in the cell.

Ms. Mello walked up to Amesa with a distressed look on her face.

Amisha was lying on the ground at this time. The clothes on her upper body were still there, but the clothes on her lower body were in tatters, and the blood was almost stained from her waist down.

In addition to the injuries below, Ameisha's face was also slashed several times, which looked terrifying and ferocious.

Amisha was unconscious at this time, but her chest was still rising slightly, so she was probably still alive. However, it is just a candle and will be extinguished at any time.

But even though she was in a coma, Amesha's body still visibly trembled when Ms. Mello's footsteps approached.

This is caused by habitual fear.

Ms. Melo felt even more distressed when she saw this.

Amisha's background was not good, her father was unknown, and her mother was a woman who made money by selling her body. After giving birth to six children, only two survived. Amisha was one of them, and the other was his brother who wandered alone after his mother died half a year ago.

Ameisha had been living near the garbage dump, relying on other people's food scraps. This was already miserable enough, but she didn't expect to suffer such a disaster now.

Ms. Melo sighed while checking Kia Mesa's injuries.

At first, Ms. Melo thought Ameisha had been raped. But after careful inspection, it seemed that this was not the case, and it looked more like he had been put on some kind of torture device.

The injury on the face was only a small injury, but the injury on the stomach was a major injury, because there was an internal rupture and heavy bleeding.

The filth was mixed into the internal organs. This was Amesha's biggest injury.

If it were not treated promptly, Ameisha would not survive today.

Ms. Mello knew some healing skills, but the healing skills only healed wounds. She was unable to clean the internal organs that were contaminated by filth.

Even if it is a caesarean section and a little bit of cleaning, it may not be able to completely clean it up. Moreover, this is also a harm to Ameisha.

In desperation, Ms. Mello could only send a signal for help to Angel outside.

Soon, someone came to the cell.

What Ms. Melo didn't expect was that besides Angel, there was also a red-haired young man appearing here.

This red-haired young man was no stranger to Mello. After all, knowing an official wizard and avoiding offending him were compulsory for apprentices.

"Red Sword" Doakes!

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's so pitiful. Judging from the injury, it was probably caused by the seesaw at the door. The princess can really imagine such thick spikes." Doakes said with emotion.

Angel looked at the injury and guessed that it was caused by the seesaw. The fat guard would not dare to do it. The only one who could do this was the so-called princess.

"Lord Red Sword, are you sure this was done by the princess?" Ms. Mello suppressed her emotions and did not ask why Doakes was here. Instead, she asked directly.

"Do you know me? Hahaha, as expected, I have a great reputation." After a burst of laughter, no one responded. Doakes did not feel embarrassed and continued: "It must be her. I walked around the castle. In the circle, almost all the women in it, including the female knight, had knife marks on their faces. That woman, no, that little brat, I don’t know who taught her, her character is so twisted that she doesn’t look like a human being, but more like It’s the devil.”

Amesha also had the same scratches on her face, and it could be seen from this that it was the work of the princess.

"I understand, thank you for informing me, sir." A trace of anger flashed in Ms. Mello's eyes, but she quickly put away her unwarranted emotions. What's more important now is saving Amisha.

Ms. Mello put her hopeful eyes on Angel.

Angel used his mental power to conduct a comprehensive examination of Amesha.

While he was checking, looking for Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan.com, Doakes on the side said sarcastically: "It is not that simple to completely save this injury. The filth has spread, and the internal organs have begun to Failure, unless the failure is reversed and the dirt is completely removed, it is basically impossible to survive.”

"Can you save me?" Angel had completed the inspection and stood up to look at Doakes.

Doakes smiled awkwardly: "I used to have a bottle of secret medicine that could save me even if my whole body was rotten. But now, I..."

"It can't be saved, and you still talk so much." Angel tilted his head, too lazy to pay attention to Doakes.

Immediately afterwards, Angel took out a leather scroll that exuded a faint white light from his bracelet.

As the leather scroll unfolded, even if it was not activated, a holy power began to slowly escape.

"What is this, a magic pattern leather scroll?" Doakes looked over curiously: "Why do I feel a mysterious aura? Could this be a mysterious leather scroll?"

"It just contains a mysterious aura, and it's still far from the mysterious leather scroll." Angel said lightly.

This is the magic-patterned leather scroll of "Sunlight Garden". In Feng's world, Angel drew a magic-patterned leather scroll to test the Mad Hatter's coronation.

The "Sun Garden" has functions such as self-cleansing, divine healing, anti-fouling, constant temperature, simple defense, and restoration of physical energy.

Coupled with the crowning of the white hat, this sun garden leather roll has an even greater effect. It's enough to deal with Amesa's injuries.

With the self-cleansing effect of the Sun Garden, combined with the divine healing, the dirt and organ failure in Amesha's body will be better recovered.

Of course, Angel actually has other treatment methods, but they always leave some hidden dangers.

Only by using the Sun Garden can Amisha be completely healed and her potential not be consumed.