Super Dimensional Wizard

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Everyone was silent.

Angel also fell silent.

"When you mentioned the Dante tribe just now, I even thought you were talking nonsense. Because according to the information we got from the aboriginal people of the abyss, they mentioned various ethnic groups, including the Nottin tribe you just mentioned, but they just didn't mention it. I've been to the Dante tribe." The Black Earl's voice sounded in everyone's hearts.

"So, do the Dante clan really exist?" Kael muttered in the psychic belt.

In fact, according to the previous conversation between Angel and the half-blood demon with curly horns, we can know that the Dante tribe really exists. The reason why Kael was still muttering like this was simply because he thought this matter was too bizarre.

The Black Earl is a figure who stands at the top of the wizarding world, and the information he has received must be the most complete. Even the Black Earl didn't know about the Dante clan, how did Angel know about it?

Moreover, the half-blooded devil with curly horns on the opposite side happened to be the Dante tribe.

"Existence." Angel also felt that there seemed to be some doubts in the hearts of everyone, and explained: "I briefly came into contact with a Dante tribe... Before today, I didn't know that the Dante tribe had disappeared for many years."

"Is your communication over? Are you thinking about what questions to ask me, or how to deceive me?" At this time, the voice of the half-blooded devil with curled horns reached everyone's ears.

Obviously, the half-blood devil with curly horns also knew that they were communicating in the psychic tether. It's just that I don't know what I'm talking about.

Angel looked at the silent crowd, sighed softly, and said: "We were communicating about the Dante tribe before, but there was just a little situation."

"Slight situation?" The curl-horned half-blood demon asked suspiciously.

"I found that none of my companions have heard of the Dante tribe." Angel shrugged.

"The Dante tribe is a noble family name. It's normal that they have never heard of it." The half-blooded devil with curly horns didn't think this was a problem.

Angel thought for a while and decided to start from the most essential situation: "Perhaps you don't understand the current situation. At present, humans in the abyss have carried out in-depth cooperation with the indigenous people of all major races, and have even established many It’s a stronghold city with a dedicated aboriginal residential area.”

"Do you understand what this means? It means that the communication between humans and indigenous people has reached a very deep level."

"One of my companions is an extremely well-informed person. As far as he knows, humans have learned a lot about various ethnic groups from the aborigines in the stronghold city, including the Neia and Nordin tribes I mentioned before. But It just so happens that there is no Dante clan.”

When Angel said this, he stopped and looked quietly at the curled-horned half-blood demon opposite.

Having said this, no matter how stupid the half-blood demon with curly horns was, he understood what Angel meant.

"What you want to say is that the Dante clan no longer exists?" The half-blooded devil with curly horns suppressed his surging emotions and said softly.

"Maybe it's just hidden deeper." Vai murmured quietly beside him.

The curly-horned half-blood demon glanced at Vai and said to Angel: "Is what he said possible?"

"I have no idea."

The half-blood demon with curly horns was obviously a little impatient, and for the first time he said in emotional language: "I'm just asking you if it's possible. You just need to answer yes or no."

Angel: "I don't know much about the Dante tribe. The intelligence I know is still not enough to answer your question, so I can only say, I don't know."

Angel also knew that his words would definitely sound perfunctory to the listeners. But this is indeed the truth, because there is only one Dante tribe that he knows of...oh, no, there are two now.

"Then what can you tell me? Your companions don't know about the Dante clan, how did you know about it?" The half-blood demon with curly horns had already adopted a questioning tone, which showed that his emotions were beginning to show.

The only good thing is that even if he expresses his emotions, he is always in a state of restraint and never crosses the line, so that he can still maintain his sanity.

It can also be seen from this that he is really different from other undead.

Even undead souls like Mandhela who were redeemed by Angel may fall again when they are emotionally aroused, but the half-blood demon with curly horns can remain rational.

This is something worth exploring.

Perhaps as he said, today's wizards' research on the undead lags behind that of Naraku City ten thousand years ago?

While Angel's horse was running around, he did not forget to reply to the angry half-blood demon on the other side.

"Because I have met a Dante tribesman."

Just these words made the curled-horned half-blood demon calm down a bit: "Have you seen a descendant of our clan? Then, is he still alive?"

Angel nodded: "Don't worry, he is alive. And he is living well."

The fury of the curled-horned half-blood demon has subsided by half. Before, he had always thought that the Dante clan no longer existed, but as long as there were still descendants, it meant that the Dante clan was not extinct.

"Tell me about his situation." The curled-horned half-blood demon asked this question. He was not really curious about the descendant's situation, but just wanted to confirm whether what Angel said was true.

Just like when Angel described the Nordins before, those details about the Nordins cannot deceive anyone.

"I don't know much, and about this..." Angel hesitated again and again, but still didn't say anything.

"Why did you stop? Is it because he has also fallen?" The tone of the half-blood devil with curled horns increased again.

"should not."

"Then why don't you continue?"

Angel remained silent.

At this time, not only the half-blood demon with curly horns felt strange, but others also looked at Angel in confusion. What was the problem with the Dante tribe that Angel met that made him unwilling to talk about it?

Feeling the doubtful looks in everyone's eyes, Angel smiled bitterly in his heart. It wasn't that he didn't want to say it, but it was the only Dante he knew...

It's the nightclub owner!

The nightclub owner who broke through the boundaries of legend as a half-blood demon!

The nightclub owner played a very important role in the Battle of Rasudran, and all forces were trying to find out about him. There are not only the Frost Moon Alliance, but also demon forces and demon gods...

But none of them found out any information.

In this situation, Angel did not dare to tell the night club owner's information easily.

Although Angel is not the human being who knows the nightclub owner best, compared to Angel, the magic painting wizard actually understands the nightclub owner best. It's just that the magic painting wizard has disappeared, and now the only one who knows the information about the nightclub owner is Angel.

After being stared at in silence for three minutes, Angel finally spoke.

"The situation of this descendant of yours is really unusual. If you really want to know, I must sign a secret Tarot contract with you."

The Tarot Pact is also called the Tarot Confidentiality Treaty. It is a confidentiality treaty that has been continuously improved and has almost reached perfection with few flaws and loopholes.

Angel's words made the curled-horned half-blood demon stunned, and everyone looked at him with surprised eyes.

The half-blood devil with curly horns knows about the Tarot Secret Pact, which is a strict confidentiality treaty. As long as it is kept secret, it will not be breached, so it can sign it. But why did Angel have to sign a secret Tarot contract before he was willing to tell it?

And... "What about them? They also want to sign a secret Tarot contract?"

The half-blood demon with curly horns looked at everyone except Angel.

"They don't have to." Angel paused: "Because I will only talk to you."

Doakes on the side was quite looking forward to it when he heard the first half of the sentence, but when he heard the second half, he started to yell a little: "Why don't you tell us? At worst, I can also sign a Tarot secret contract, and let me also Listen."

Doakes's bluster really revealed the thoughts of some people present. Angel is so cautious, thinking that this is a secret information. To be honest, they are willing to sign a secret Tarot contract to share these secrets.

However, Angel did not give them a chance. He looked at Doakes: "I didn't tell you because it was for your own good. I told him because he is the Dante clan and under the glory of the clan name , he will never violate the secret agreement."

When Angel said this, the curled-horned half-blood demon also offered timely help: "If it is really the secret of the Dante clan, I will not tell it even if I lose my mind."

At this point in Angel's words, there is actually no need to say the rest of the story.

He believed in the curled-horned half-blood demon's steadfastness to the honor of his family name, and he was from the Dante tribe, so he didn't mind saying it.

But Angel couldn't completely believe the others, even if they were teammates now.

Maybe they won't default, but that's just a "maybe." What if someone is willing to pay the expensive price of default?

Even though there are very few loopholes in the Tarot Agreement, it is only a nearly perfect agreement, not a truly flawless agreement.

To put it bluntly, Angel couldn't believe them.

Doakes opened his mouth, wanting to say that he would definitely keep his promise, but when it came to his mouth, he couldn't say anything.

The secrets Angel knows are unknown, and he cannot make absolute guarantees about an "unknown" thing.

The only person who can guarantee this is the half-blood demon with curly horns.

Not to mention that he himself is from the Dante tribe, just because he cannot leave here, it limits the spread of information... After all, the number of people who can get here is really limited.

In the silence of everyone, Angel said softly: "Believe me, it must be for your own good that I don't say anything."

After a pause, Angel added: "Of course, Lord Black Earl is also qualified to know, but I can assure you, it doesn't matter whether you know this or not."

The Black Earl snorted softly, expressing his stance. He knows too many secrets, including this one.

Finally, in order to appease everyone, Angel added: "If you are really curious, you can go to the abyss to find a place called the Resting Place. There is a woman there who sells information. As long as you pay enough, she will tell you This secret...but the price she demands is very high. Without true knowledge, it is best not to try to contact her."

Black Earl: "The place Angel mentioned can indeed answer a lot of questions, but you'd better not go looking for her just because you're curious about some irrelevant secrets. Also, don't reveal anything about the resting place." , otherwise the woman will know about it and go crazy, and you won't be able to escape. She is more terrifying than some demons."

After the Black Earl said these words, he glanced at Angel: "Don't just keep other secrets. This resting place is also a secret."

Angel was stunned for a moment. The Black Earl had said before that if he encountered the skeletons of the Undead Brigade, he should try to bring them back to the Street of the Undead. At that time, Angel thought that the Black Earl didn't know about the resting place. Unexpectedly, the Black Earl actually knew?

Angel hesitated for a moment, then asked: "Sir, have you been to the resting place?"

The Black Earl shook his head: "I haven't been there. That woman hates human beings. If you let them go to the resting place, you are letting them die."

Angel scratched his head... It seemed, he should, he had indeed heard Balalaika say that she hated human beings.

It's just that Angel and Balalaika's relationship and transactions were very peaceful, so Angel completely ignored this matter...

Angel quickly added: "Just listen to Lord Black Earl and forget what I just said. That woman really hates human beings. If you go in at will, you will only die."

Everyone: "..." You patched it up really early.

Angel was also a little embarrassed. He only thought about this side but ignored the other side. As a result, he almost cheated his teammates.

Now he was afraid to look back at everyone. He could only cough twice and turned to look at the half-blood demon with curled horns: "If you agree to sign a secret Tarot contract, then we can get started."

Naturally, the half-blooded demon with curly horns would not refuse.

After signing the secret Tarot contract, Angel instructed Ermi to build a shadow space, and opened a beautiful nightmare realm in Ermi's body.

After doing all this, Angel thought for a while and threw Dangros and Su Ling into the bracelet.

After making sure that no one would detect him, Angel took the last step.

Nightmares and dreams.

After all, it is not safe to be in the outside world. It is safer to go to the wilderness of dreams.

It was said that he was going to the Wilderness of Dreams, but Angel did not actually bring the half-blooded devil with curled horns into the wilderness of dreams. Instead, he waited for the half-blooded devil with curled horns in front of the door of dreamland at the end of the Dream Bridge.

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Angel couldn't show up, after all, this was the dream bridge of the curled-horned half-blood demon, but he could talk to it through the power of the dream gate.

Although the half-blooded devil with curled horns was still a little confused, his mind gradually became clearer when he saw the magnificent dream gate.

"Is this the Dream Bridge? Why is there this door at the end of the Dream Bridge? Where are those rude humans?"

"You still say I'm rude...forget it, I won't pursue it anymore. Just lean in front of the door and I'll tell you about the situation of your tribe." Angel's voice reached the volume through the door of dreams. The horned half-blood demon's ears.

Although I was a little confused as to why Angel didn't go into the dream world to chat instead of chatting in front of this door, it didn't matter.

It is more important to know the intelligence of the ethnic group.

The half-blood demon with curly horns didn't say much and sat cross-legged in front of the door of the dreamland.

Angel started with Rasudran and slowly talked about the taciturn but extremely reliable nightclub owner...