Super Dimensional Wizard

Ms. Melo looked around. The glass room was not big, and was about the same size as the inside of the wooden house in the previous illusion. It is surrounded by transparent glass on all sides, and outside the glass is floating rainbow mist.

"Are we the only ones here?" Ms. Mello: "Where are the others?"

Angel pointed outside: "They are still outside, let them stay in the illusion for a while."

Ms. Mello: "Are you planning to use this to temper their character?"

"Do you think, if I want to use illusions to train them, I will use this kind of illusions?" Although Angel did not make any comments about the rainbow illusion outside, Ms. Mello could still hear the disdain in his tone.

Ms. Mello thought it was right. Apart from stimulating some bubbles deep in her heart, this kind of illusion could only be used to scare people. Anyone with normal thinking can easily see that what is happening in front of them is anything but real.

"Do you expect them to find their own way out?"

Seeing an illusion and walking away from an illusion are two different things. Even Ms. Mello has not yet figured out how to leave the illusion. She was completely torn away by Angel just now.

Angel: "No, I just want them to stay in there for a while."

Ms. Mello looked at Angel, who had a calm face, and remembered the trick she played on the stairs not long ago, and seemed to have some enlightenment.

This is it, you want to watch a show again?

Seeing Ms. Mello's "I understand" look, Angel felt helpless and explained angrily: "I let them stay in the illusion just because the next scene may not be suitable for them to watch."

Ms. Melo was stunned for a moment: "What do you mean?"

Angel snapped his fingers, and a crystal-like staircase suddenly appeared in the center of the glass room, all the way up.

Looking up from the bottom, you can vaguely see a room door.

"Where is the princess's room?" Ms. Mello asked suspiciously.

"I don't know if it is the princess's room, but the two talented people you are looking for are in it." Angel paused: "Don't worry, they are still alive, but the pictures inside may not be pretty. So, it’s better not to let other talented people pass by.”

"Of course, if you want, I can also let others in. However, by then, the two people inside, even if they are alive, may want to die."

Angel's obviously suggestive words immediately reminded Ms. Mello of what happened to Amesha before.

The two missing talents, Gloss and Blaze, aside from the others, at least their looks have their own flavor, and they are much more pleasing to the eye than the three men outside.

And the princess is a pervert. What will she do if she catches two good-looking men?

Ms. Mello seemed to understand vaguely.

"Then let them stay outside for a while. Although the illusion is not high-end, it can still be sharpened." Ms. Mello paused: "Shall we go up now? Or should you, sir, go up alone first?"

Ms. Merlot's etiquette taught her not to look at anything inappropriate. It was fine that Amisha was a woman before, but if she went to those two men, it might hurt their self-esteem.

Angel raised his eyebrows: "So, I am their leader? I did not pull you out of the illusion alone to change your identity."

Ms. Melo quickly said: "I just, just..."

Angel: "No need to explain, let's go up together. Although the picture is unsightly, Doakes is right, it does have a bit of artistic flavor."

Angel said as he walked up the crystal spiral staircase.

Ms. Melo immediately followed. Etiquette was important, but her duty as a guide was obviously more important than etiquette.

Soon, they reached the end of the stairs.

There is a dreamy door inlaid with colorful gems. The door didn't have a latch, but there was a hole where the latch would have been.

There were rustling sounds in the cave, as if something was about to come out, and Ms. Mero immediately became vigilant.

After a while, something came out of the hole...a snake head.

This is the head of a python with pink scales all over its body. This python wears the dreamy crown of a fairy tale princess on its head. The pink scales on its body are covered with glittering starlight powder. Its two pairs of big eyes do not have the unique coldness of snakes. The vertical pupils are pink hearts.

It really looks like a fantasy creature from a fairy tale.

But Angel was able to see through that poor illusion the appearance of the snake itself, which was ugly and dirty.

"Is our lovely little princess back? What delicious snacks will Her Royal Highness bring to your most loyal servant Shrek today? Let me guess, is it the hand of the maid who came to clean the glass room before? Where is the head of the male waiter you like best? I prefer it to be the hand of the maid. If I guess correctly, I will report something important to His Highness after the snacks. Of course, even if it is the male waiter’s hand, Boss, I will also report it to His Highness, after all, Shrekum is His Highness’s most loyal servant and will not hide anything from His Highness.”

The pink snake head shook its head and said flattering words, but did not notice that the person standing in front of it was not the returning princess.

After it had finished flattering him, the pink snakehead blinked the pretty eyelashes that were forced onto it and looked forward.

When he discovered that the visitor was not the princess, but a man and a woman whom he did not recognize, his previously flattering expression immediately changed, and he looked at the visitor viciously: "They are actually intruders! How dare you come here? You’re looking for death!”

After the snakehead finished speaking, he directly launched the attack without any hesitation.

It raised its head high, and a pink poisonous mist was sprayed out from its mouth. At the same time, it exposed its sharp teeth, like a speeding arrow, aiming directly at Angel's neck.

However, in Angel's eyes, its offensive operation was not entertaining at all.

Angel waved his hand lazily, and the surrounding speed spirits blew away the poisonous mist, and Angel casually stuffed a piece of magic bread into the pink snake head's open mouth.

Well, he just made it. Not only is it hot, it also tastes great. The only regret is that I may have made a mistake this time. The magic bread was a little too hot and a bit stiff, probably about the same hardness as a diamond.

The pink snake head was a little confused by this series of movements. The taste in its mouth was disgusting as never before, but it happened to be stuck in its throat, making it difficult to swallow and spit it out.

It hesitated for a long time, unable to move.

At this time, Angel also released a little wizard-level pressure at the right time, and the loving pupils of the pink snake head immediately shrank to a line!

"Why...well, ugh...here comes another wizard..."

Angel smiled and said: "I heard Doakes talk about you before. He disliked you for being dirty and was too lazy to touch you. He just made you unable to speak for a short period of time. Now it seems that the barrier of silence has passed. "

As soon as he heard that Angel was acquainted with the person who came just now, the pink snakehead immediately became frightened. Gray Crow might still be able to cope with the red-haired Doakes, but now it seems that more than just a wizard has entered the castle!

Two wizards would be difficult to deal with.

Moreover, this wizard looked even more fierce and terrifying than the previous Doakes, and he actually blocked its throat with hardened papa. The most important thing is that Doakes just silenced it, but murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the wizard in front of him!

Is he planning to kill the lovely Shrekham? God, I haven't lived enough, I haven't become the legendary snake of the world, how can I die!

Thinking of this, the pink snake head immediately changed its attitude and conveyed the meaning of "I surrender" with its eyes. The eyes were not like a snake, but more like a certain type of sled dog.

He was still saying intermittently: "I, I can, um, tell you, oh, all the secrets here. Sir, I can stand on your side at any time!"

Angel: "Since you know the truth, I'll let you go first. I'll ask you about the secret later. Please open the door for me first."

This pink python is not a pet, but a spirit, similar to the tree spirit and Mirror Princess. Of course, it is just the "spirit" group that is similar. In terms of strength, it cannot even beat a single hair of Lady Mirror Princess.

This python spirit merged into the door and became the spirit of the door.

If you want to enter the inner room, you must either kill the python spirit or let it open on its own.

Speaking of which, many spirits in the wizarding world are gatekeepers. For example, Talos, the double-faced stone spirit of Silent Hill, Ziber Totem of Sidimosa, and even Mirror Princess, are all gate spirits.

It's not that the spirit likes to choose the door, but the wizard wants the spirit to be the door.

After all, spirits are accessories of the wizard, so many of them will be born according to the wizard's wishes. Of course, except for spirits like Shu Lao.

Because Shu Lao's status in the wizarding world is probably higher than that of Lord Rhine.

Since the spirit of the python had expressed its resignation, he naturally did not dare to go against Angel's words, and the door was gently opened.

As the door opened, even before Ms. Melo looked inside, she heard familiar shouts.

"Ahhh! Damn it!"

"That abominable human ant! How dare you treat the Demon King walking on the earth like this? This is an unforgivable blasphemy. You will definitely suffer the divine punishment from the Demon Realm!"

This roar caused Angel, who was standing at the door, to pause instantly.

Ms. Mello on the side showed some embarrassment on her face: "Blazer is a very energetic child with a rich imagination."

After Ms. Mello finished speaking, a slightly calmer, but still breathless boy's voice came out: "Are you really the Dark Lord's agent in the world?"

"Wrong! Wrong! Wrong! How many times have I said it, are you a fish without memory, Gloss? I am not the agent! I am the Dark Lord! The Dark Lord himself!"

Grouch asked suspiciously: "Then why were you arrested by that madman?"

"I am the Young Demon King. Do you know what Young Demon King means? I haven't grown up yet, and the power of the Demon King is sleeping in my body. It will grow slowly as time goes by, and eventually allow me to ascend the Dark Throne again!"

Grouch seemed to really believe it: "Hmm...is that so? Then the young devil, there is nothing you can do about it? You have been following Ms. Mello longer than me. Didn't she teach you the trick to unlock the power of the devil? "

The clamoring voice before suddenly became weaker: "Of course I have a way, didn't you see my right hand?"

"I noticed before that your right hand is bandaged."

"Stupid mortal, this is not an ordinary bandage. It is a special energy form. Its function is to seal the huge power of darkness in my body. As long as it is slightly uncovered, the revealed power of darkness will be enough to solve our problem. The current crisis.”

Blaze spoke very passionately, but in the middle of his words, he took another turn: "But, as you can see, I am tied up like this, and there is no way I can break the seal that binds the power of darkness. So..."

Gloss: "So, there's nothing you can do, right? Young Demon King."

Blaze: "..."

Gloss: "By the way, didn't you just say that the power of the Demon King was sleeping in your body, but why did the one sealed by the bandage turn into the power of darkness? Is there a difference between the two powers?"

Blaze was stunned. He forgot to complete this detail when he was getting high. Damn it, why did Gloss remember it so clearly!

However, Gloss's question was not finished yet: "Before we were tied, your hands were completely free, right? Why didn't you take off the bandage then?"

Blaze's voice became deeper: "...That's because I forgot. You may not know that as a young devil, my memory is very confusing, and sometimes it is even worse than that of ordinary people."

Gloss continued to play the role of a curious baby: "I can understand the memory fragments, but we have been locked up in prison for so long, have you never thought of breaking the seal to save yourself?"

Blaze felt like swearing.

It seems like Gloss is already convinced that he is the Young Demon King. Why is he so obsessed with details? Or, this Colossus looks fair and clean, and I believe it on the surface, but in fact, when I cut open his stomach, it was full of black pus.

At this time, Angel, who was standing at the door, said to Ms. Mello: "Look, they are indeed very energetic, at least they cannot die for the time being."

Ms. Melo twitched the corners of her mouth: "Yes."

"Let's go in and see what Doakes calls real 'art'."

Angel stepped forward and walked into the door. As he walked, there was an old python with a stretched neck beside him. It was Shrekham. Its current personality was either "rebellious" or "dog-legged", and it had to follow Angel closely.

The sudden appearance of Angel and Ms. Mello was a relief for Blaze. After all, he racked his brains and couldn't figure out how to answer Gloss's question.

However, the siege was saved, but their appearance was completely seen.

For a moment, the air became solemn and silent.

At this time, Ms. Mello finally understood why Angel let other talented people stay in the illusion below, because the picture in front of her was really eye-catching.

When they left the prison, they saw two naked men hanging upside down from the tree at the door.

The scene at that time was already facing a critical attack.

The current scene is probably countless times more eye-catching than the scene at that time.

Because Gloss and Blaze were not only naked and hung in mid-air by ropes, but they were also tied with a large number of ropes into weird postures that were extremely unsightly, extremely shameful, and even impossible for humans to do easily.

This posture is difficult to describe even in words. I can only be shocked at how flexible the human body can be.

Because of the miraculous posture, they even ignored the swollen and swollen thing somewhere.

Of course, the most superb thing is the rope art, which Doakes calls "real art".

This kind of rope technique that is not messy, has rhythm, and is extremely pleasing to the eye, is perfect when paired with this posture.

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