Super Dimensional Wizard

Since the other party is still being hunted, it's easy. As long as the hunting range is continuously reduced, it is equivalent to suppressing the opponent's activity space. In the end, it will inevitably be forced to appear because the activity range is too narrow.

In order to make the hidden creature relax its vigilance, Angel asked Speedling to stay still while they continued to move forward at the same pace.

At first, the opponent didn't realize that Angel had deployed a defensive net behind him, so he still only moved slowly.

But as Angel and others moved faster and faster, the other party also noticed something was wrong and began to move quickly.

At the same time, the wood spirit also wrote a row of words on Angel's palm with tiny vines: It is running.

While Mu Ling was writing this line of words slowly, Angel vaguely felt that the defense net behind him seemed to have been touched by something. He looked back, but saw nothing.

At this time, after writing the previous row of words, the wood spirit started to write new words: it hit and ran back.

Seeing this layout, Angel was convinced that the previous defensive net had indeed hit the hidden creature. However, the reaction was not timely at all. As for waiting for the judgment of the wood spirit? Even worse. After Mu Ling finished writing the words, several seconds had passed since Angel felt the defensive net being hit.

Therefore, Mu Ling's words can only be used as a reference for the reproduction of old news, and it is basically impossible to serve as an on-site commentator.

Now that the other party had noticed something was wrong, Angel did not let Su Ling stop in place, but let it move forward wrapped in a defensive network woven by the wind.

In this way, Angel and Su Ling moved towards each other at the same time, compressing the activity range of the hidden creature faster.

More than ten seconds later, Angel and Su Ling were less than twenty meters apart.

And these twenty meters are the "final circle" of the hunting range.

Angel stopped, and at the same time, he signaled Su Ling to stop moving as well.

It's not that Angel is timid, but that the range of twenty meters is a more suitable distance. If it continues to be restricted, the pressure on the opponent will be even greater.

If the other party is really a "surprise" given to them by the wise master, then leaving a little room for the other party is also a kind of respect.

As for whether the other party wants this leeway, you will know by looking at its subsequent reaction.

After Angel stopped, he was ready to wait for the other party to react. However, before waiting for the other party's reaction, Doakes' countdown came first.

"Ten, nine, eight..."

Angel glanced at Doakes, who gave him a look, secretly made a "no problem" gesture, and continued counting down.

Angel also understood what Doakes meant, which was to give the hidden creature a final ultimatum.

Obviously, Doakes knew what Angel meant by stopping, but he probably felt that giving the other party leeway could not be unlimited. So I took the initiative to join these ten countdowns, and continued to exert a sense of psychological urgency through the rhythm of the countdowns.

Angel didn't stop it...he couldn't stop it anyway, so he just let Doakes count down.

When Doakes counted down the first five numbers, his rhythm was slow and regular, but when it came to the last five numbers, he suddenly changed his speed and accelerated his telekinetic rhythm.

This method of changing the rhythm is also a commonly used method in psychology... However, the "commonly used" here refers to social interaction.

Angel was quite curious, where did Doakes learn this method?

Was he taught a lesson, and he learned from it after realizing his shame? Or do you want to take the initiative to learn this method and use it in the hands of others?

No matter what the answer is, Angel thinks that if Doakes follows him in the future, it would be better to keep women away from him...

While Angel's Italian horse was galloping wildly, Doakes' countdown entered the final three numbers.

But before Doakes could count the three numbers, everyone heard a strange voice coming from their ears.

"Hunter in pursuit of treasure, your countdown confuses me. Do you want to witness my arrival with your own eyes?"

This voice has an obvious accent, um... a poet's accent, and seems to be intentionally learning the way of speaking in chants. From the perspective of the voice, it belongs to a clear and youthful voice.

The other party named "a treasure hunter" and added the key information of "countdown". It was basically certain that he was talking to Doakes.

However, Doakes' expression was one of confusion: "Huh?"

"Hunter looking for treasure, I will grant your wish, but can you pay the price of this wish?"

After the words fell, Doakes was about to say, "My wish is not to witness your arrival," but before he could say it, a shadow appeared in front of everyone.

This is a young man wearing a green robe, holding a harp in his hand, and wearing an elegant flat hat.

At first glance, he looked like a bard.

As for his appearance, it wasn't very clear because he was wearing a mask. The mask was not complete. It only covered his right eye and one-third of his face. The remaining areas that were not covered looked pretty good, and he seemed to be a handsome young man.

After the poet holding the harp appeared, he still stared directly at Doakes: "I have arrived, and now it is me who asks for the price."

Doakes had a look of disdain on his face: "Who ever thought about witnessing your arrival? This is not my wish."

The poet completely ignored Doakes's argument and continued: "The price you need to pay is..."

After a pause, the poet struck the harp at random, and everyone saw a complicated formula derivation appearing in front of Doakes.

This formula has been deduced at least sixty times, and it is densely covered with an entire light wall.

At the end of this formula, there is an equal sign, followed by a big question mark.

"Answer this formula and give an interpretation. This is the price you have to pay." After the poet finished speaking, he leaned against the wall and closed his eyes silently.

Doakes was left staring at the light wall in front of him dumbfounded.

"What is going on? Is this bard the creature that was hidden just now?" Doakes asked in the psychic belt.

Angel: "Yes, but not entirely."

Angel's answer was full of contradictions. Not only Doakes didn't understand it, but everyone else looked at Angel in confusion.

Angel: "According to the wood spirit, when the bard appeared, the hidden aura disappeared."

Doakes: "What does that mean? That poets are cryptozoologists?"

Angel shook his head: "I further inquired about the place where the hidden creature disappeared, and found an anomaly. There were signs of activation of the magic energy array where its breath disappeared."

Doakes: "Magic array? You mean..."

Angel: "Mostly the Wise Lord took action. Only the Wise Lord can activate the magic energy array from the core node, and the magic energy array activated from the core node can limit the transmission of energy fluctuations. This is something we have not felt before. The reason why the magic energy array was activated."

Unless Angel looked carefully, it would be difficult to discover this.

"Does the wise master take action and have any connection with this poet?" Vai also asked curiously.

Angel: "Although the wise master has activated the magic energy array, the place where the hidden creature disappeared just now cannot travel through space. In other words, the opponent is probably still nearby."

"However, there is no aura of wood spirit derivatives around, so the opponent's location may be between the magic energy array and reality."

"As for this poet, because he does not have the aura of a wood spirit derivative, he is not the hidden creature before, or to be more precise, not entirely." Angel: "But it is impossible for him to appear out of thin air, so there is a high probability that he is that A method devised by hidden creatures.”

"This method is to let me solve the problem?!" Doakes's astonished emotion can even be felt by everyone through the psychic belt.

Angel was also a little confused about this, so he chose to remain silent this time.

It was Vai who spoke at this moment: "I just noticed that this poet only talked to Doakes from beginning to end, and no one else looked at him."

Doakes: "So?"

Vai: "So I think he came just for you."

Doakes still didn't understand. At this time, the Black Earl said: "If you want to know the truth, just solve this mystery. If you are not interested in the truth, then we can move on."

The Black Earl was right, they could completely ignore the poet and move on.

However, if this poet is what the wise master calls a "surprise", Doakes doesn't want to miss it so vaguely.

For wandering wizards, "missing out" can last a lifetime.

To put it bluntly, Doakes wanted to profit from the poet. If he misses it, when he dreams back at midnight in the future, he will probably continue to criticize himself with the words "If I had not missed it" as the starting point.

"How about solving the problem? But, the question surface... I can't understand it."

Doakes simply avoided the "move on" option, and everyone guessed what he was thinking. But no one pointed it out, because they were also curious about what this so-called surprise would be.

"The question is a variation of Taomiheba's puzzle. It's not too difficult." The one who spoke was Kael who had been silent before.

Doakes turned his head and stared at Kael with bright eyes.

Although Doakes did not speak, the meaning had been conveyed to Kael through his longing eyes.

Kael hesitated: "Then let me try?"

Doakes: "Okay, you ask me to write it."

The rest of the time was spent by Kael calculating in his mind, while Doakes copied it. After copying it, he continued to wait idlely for the next derivation.

"This hits Kael's major." Angel sighed softly.

The Taomiheba puzzle is a number theory problem that appeared a long time ago, and it can actually be summarized in arithmetic. However, if applied to extraordinary structures, this is a typical spatial puzzle.

The space department is not as pleasant as outsiders imagine, because it is a department that places great emphasis on arithmetic talents.

When space wizards fight, no matter where they are, they have to do a lot of mental calculations according to local conditions, so that they can build a complete and adaptable space structure.

Once there is a problem with the space structure, the consequences can be much more terrifying than the backlash in other systems, and may even cause local space rebound.

This leads to the fact that space wizards are all geniuses in calculations.

And those who are not geniuses have been eliminated...

"But even if there is no Kael, you can still help, right?" Black Earl asked.

The Black Earl is not without aim. Angel has a very strong ability to analyze space. He and Kael even stepped into the dangerous void full of cracks before.

Coupled with the instant space movement technique that Angel has used, it can be seen from these details that Angel must be no stranger to spatial science.

Also, the giant departments that are proficient in arithmetic, apart from the space department, are epigraphy and magic patterns, and Angel directly takes over the latter two.

Angel did not answer the Black Earl directly, but said with a smile: "The poem is neatly written, but it is a bit far-fetched."

Earl Black also smiled: "Is this considered poetry?"

Angel: "As long as you can break sentences, any expression can become poetry."

Vai, who had been listening to the chat, felt confused at this moment. The conversation between Angel and the Black Earl was understandable at first, but when Angel started talking about "poetry" in a haphazard manner, he couldn't understand it at all. It seemed like it was a conversation between two worlds. .

While Vai was trying hard to think about the connection, Kael's surprised voice came from the psychic belt:

"It's solved. This is the final expression. Now all that's left is analysis!" After a while, Vai suddenly said "Hey": "...This seems to be a poem?"

"The wind stirred up his long, silky hair, blowing the beautiful melody."

"Go and listen, it's the wind singing."

"Go and cheer, that is the song written by the wind."

"For the everlasting viburnum, let's sing together... Luigi's Song in the Wind. Find the bookstore www.zhaoshuyuan.com "

Vai analyzed and Doakes copied.

At the same time, Doakes was also complaining: Is this called poetry? Moaning for nothing, right? What's Luigi's Song in the Wind?

When the last stroke was put down, water ripples appeared on the light wall in front of Doakes. After the water ripples, the light wall disappeared, and a aria was heard in his ears.

The person who sang the tune was the poet who suddenly appeared before, and what he sang was this...poem that Vai analyzed?

Soon, the poet sang the last sentence with a beautiful voice: "For the everlasting green vine, let's sing together... Luigi's Song in the Wind."

The moment the words fell, the poet gently played the recorder and ended the singing.

Then he held the recorder horizontally, put one hand on his chest, and bowed gently to Doakes: "I accept your price. You should also feel honored that such a beautiful poem can be born under your pen."

Doakes: ...No, no honor at all.

"Finally, I hope you can remember my name. My name is...Luigi."

As the words fell, the poet named Luigi turned into countless light spots and disappeared.

Only a broken mask was left on the ground.

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