Super Dimensional Wizard

Latest website: There was a slight hesitation in his voice, mainly because Angel and others were blocked by the barrier, and he could not tell whether Angel was a human or a humanoid from the Mirror Realm.

In addition, he could vaguely feel the breath of polymerized energy in this barrier.

The polymerization energy is exclusive to the creatures in the mirror realm.

Therefore, even if he stepped forward to ask, he still showed obvious hesitation.

Hearing his question, Laplace turned his head and didn't bother to pay attention; Luigi buried his head in strumming the strings in his hand, not taking his words seriously.

The ponytail man could only focus on Angel.

He remembered that Angel was also looking at him before.

Angel chuckled softly: "You ask us that we are 'also' human beings. Does that mean you are a human being?"

The ponytail man didn't hide anything and nodded: "Yes, I am a human being... You should be too, right?"

If Angel wasn't human, there would be no need to stare at him all the time.

"Yes." Angel also admitted directly: "Wizard of the Southern Region?"

After confirming that Angel was a human, the pony-tailed man didn't show much intimacy, but his vigilant eyes became much more relaxed. Meeting someone of the same race in a strange world is considered a kind of fate.

"Strictly speaking, I am not a wizard from the Southern Territory. But my ancestors are from the Southern Territory." When the pony-tailed man said this, he gently pinched a badge on his uniform: "I come from the Floating City and am a hunter. Bloody Man.”

Angel's eyes also fell on the badge: a blood-stained scythe, with the black shadow of a howling werewolf in the background.

Angel didn't know what the specific meaning of this badge was, but from what he heard, this should be the exclusive logo of the blood hunters?

"Is the Floating Capital the floating capital in the Savage World?" Angel asked.

"Yes." The pony-tailed man nodded and answered somewhat sternly.

You can also vaguely see his character from his tone. He is probably also old-fashioned and serious, Angel thought to himself.

As for the 'floating capital' he mentioned, it was a stronghold city established by the wizards of the Southern Region in the wilderness.

Angel didn't know much about the Floating City at first. He only heard some gossip in "The Plane Conquest", but as he came into contact with Red Sword Doakes more, he also had a better understanding of the Floating City. learn.

That is basically the base camp of the bloodline wizards. Most of the bloodline wizards in the Southern Region will go to the wilderness to hunt and purify their bloodline.

The most famous event in the Floating Capital in the past hundred years was the declaration in the Maitian Square, which was also the declaration of hatred of the blood-borne wizards against the pure-blood wizards.

Speaking of which, the pony-tailed man calls himself a "blood hunter." Does the so-called "blood hunter" refer to hunting blood?

"Blood hunter, does it mean hunting for blood?" Angel said to the pony-tailed man, adhering to the principle of asking if you don't understand.

The pony-tailed man was silent for a moment: "It's similar, but what I'm hunting is not the blood of monsters, but the blood of sinners."

The blood of sinners? What does it mean? Angel originally wanted to continue asking, but judging from the ponytail man's attitude, he didn't seem to want to talk more about the matter.

Angel thought for a while and didn't ask any more questions, but changed the subject: "So, you are a descendant of the wizard from the Southern Territory, but you were just born in the wilderness?"

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The ponytail man nodded: "Yes."

Angel smiled and said: "That is also a wizard from the Southern Territory. Nice to meet you. I am also a wizard from the Southern Territory... My name is Angel."

"Angel?" The ponytail man frowned: it sounded familiar.

The ponytail man recalled it carefully, but he couldn't remember where he had heard this name... Based on his memory, since he couldn't remember it, he probably heard it accidentally from some passers-by.

Although he didn't know who Angel was, he was sure that this name was not the criminal he was hunting. In that case, there was no need to worry about the other person's identity.

Man with ponytail: "My name is Rice God."

Rice god? Is this a name?

When Angel was wondering, the pony-tailed man suddenly turned his head and looked at the muscular man from the Ersi tribe who was walking with him before. The man was waving to him and pointing forward.

Daoshen seemed to have thought of something, his eyes immediately turned cold, and he turned to Angel and said: "I'm glad to see the same kind of people here. Although I don't know how you entered the Mirror Realm, it is very dangerous here. I have something to ask for now. I can't continue chatting with you as the matter is being dealt with. However, you should be going to the party later? If you need my help then, you can contact me through this."

After Daoshen said these words quickly, he took off his leather gloves and gently tapped the blood hunter badge with his slender green-white fingers.

Blood light surged out instantly, but soon, the blood light was restrained by the Rice God, and finally condensed into a red badge.

It looks the same as the original blood hunter badge, except that it looks more illusory, like a phantom product.

He handed the illusory badge to Angel, and then said: "Crush it and you can contact me. We are both human beings. I hope you... cherish it."

After finishing speaking, the Rice God said no more, turned around and walked quickly towards the Ersi clan.

When the Rice God and the Ersi tribe merged, they accelerated violently and galloped forward.

Among the people in front, a man in black robe seemed to sense something, and his lower body turned into a pool of dark water. The dark water merged into the shadows and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

…

Angel didn't see the man in black robes who turned into dark water in the crowd, but he could feel that the Rice God seemed to be chasing someone. In the spacious corridor that looked like a big river, he and the muscular men of the Ersi tribe Han ran in the same direction at the same time.

Maybe there's someone they're chasing in that direction?

"A blood hunter...hunts for the blood of sinners?" Angel murmured in a low voice, "Could it be that he is hunting down so-called sinners?"

However, in the eyes of the Rice God, what is a sinner?

Angel was just talking and didn't think anyone would really answer.

But Laplace never spoke, and gave the answer: "The blood hunters were born in the wilderness. You can understand it as an extreme sect composed of some humans in the wilderness."

"The sinners they talk about are those who cooperate with the wild gods of the wilderness in order to gain power. They are also what you call 'human traitors'."

"Of course, there are more than just these traitors, they will also hunt some half-bloods."

Half-blood people, that is, hybrids of barbarians and humans.

The appearance of the barbarians is almost the same as that of humans. Some wizards have studied the barbarians and found that their ancestry has nothing to do with humans, but is closer to some monsters in the void. But the strange thing is that barbarians are not reproductively isolated from humans. This is also the main reason why the Savage World is eyeing the Southern Territory.

The Baluba that Angel knew was a hybrid of barbarians and humans.

Also because of Baluba, Angel doesn't actually have much dislike for half-blood people; moreover, there are actually many mixed-race people in the wizarding world.

Although extremist sects have always said they want to "recycle", their enforcement efforts are actually not that strong.

From this point of view, the extreme sect actually acquiesces to the fact that some mixed-race people exist.

Even the Wizarding World of the Southern Territory did not kill all the hybrids. Blood hunters in the wild world actually hunted hybrids?

Facing Angel's doubts, Laplace shook his head: "I don't know, and I don't understand why they would attack half-blood people. Maybe they think half-blood people will be more easily controlled by wild gods?"

"However, blood hunters are also divided into extremists and conservatives. The extremists will hunt half-bloods, but conservatives generally won't do this. The rice god just now should be a conservative."

"How to judge conservative and extreme?" Angel asked doubtfully.

Laplace pointed to the badge on Angel's hand: "Generally speaking, extremists will not keep this thing. In other words, extremists will not wear this badge at all."

Extremists will do whatever it takes to achieve their goals. They will not wear badges in a big way to tell others that they are blood hunters, nor will they wear blood hunter uniforms. Instead, they are like dormant poisonous snakes. As long as they find prey, they will approach secretly and take advantage of it. sneak attack.

Conservatives, on the other hand, are more rigid and follow their own set of principles. It's a bit like the code of knights. What they should do and what they shouldn't do will be rigidly imprinted in their hearts.

They usually wear uniforms and badges to show their identity.

Of course, they will not be so rigid that they stick to the rules even to death. They will also hide their identities according to the current situation and the current situation, but they will still act in accordance with the rules.

Compared with extremists, conservatives are actually more flexible and have more "righteousness".

"You gave Angel your badge when we first met. Does that mean he is a good person?" Luigi muttered.

Laplace glanced at Luigi and said calmly: "It is not appropriate to distinguish good from bad simply by faction."

There may be violent gentlemen among the extremists, and there may be gentle beasts among the conservatives. But in the end, the reputation of conservatives is definitely better than that of extremists.

Luigi: "Then do you think this rice god has any ill intentions towards Angel?"

Laplace did not answer directly, but said softly: "Angel should know this better than me."

Angel has the ability to sense emotions, and Laplace was aware of this even if he didn't express it explicitly.

Angel: "At the moment, there is no ill will towards me. But it is impossible to judge whether the rice god is good or bad... Having said that, his name is really difficult to pronounce."

In Mainland China's lingua franca, both "rice" and "god" are relatively long words with convoluted syllables. Combined, it's like reading a series of tongue twisters.

Laplace: "It's probably not his real name. Blood hunters are used to showing people by code names. This may be his code name. However, I remember that there is a wild god in the wilderness called the Rice God..."

Laplace didn't think much about it. She could feel that this rice god did not have any divine power, which meant that he had never been in contact with the wild god. So, maybe it's just a matter of name.

Angel muttered "rice god" in a low voice, thus remembering this person.

Next, Angel studied the badge in his hand while moving forward. After a while, he confirmed that the badge was indeed an illusion.

However, it does not create illusions out of thin air, there is still a medium. Its medium is a drop of diluted blood.

The appearance of the badge is not important, what is important is this drop of blood.

By destroying the internal structure of this drop of blood, you can connect to an identical structure in the distance.

What Daogami said "you can contact it by crushing the badge" probably relies on this internal structure to sense it.

After understanding the principle of the badge, Angel put it away without further study.

…

About five minutes later, they arrived at a huge crystal cave.

It is surrounded by pink, yellow, and green crystals. Together with the light source projected from above, the entire cavity is illuminated in a dreamy way.

However, not many people can appreciate such a dreamy scene.

At least, the major races "setting up stalls" here don't care about the dreamy light around them at all. They just keep watching the people coming and going, looking for possible victims.

Yes, this hollow, which is even bigger than New Town Square, is filled with stalls set up by the race in the mirror.

But this is not the main station for the siege party, it is just a small "appetizer".

"This is a free trade area." Luigi: "There are more than ten such areas, all surrounding the main station of the siege party."

"Those who set up stalls here are all races that are not too strong in terms of race as a whole... However, there are also some powerful individuals here who have not received invitations but want to sell things."

In other words, there is a high probability of finding good stuff here.

"You mean, we can also set up a stall here?" Angel asked, touching his chin.

Luigi: "Yes, yes...but if you want to promote the login device, there is no need to set up a stall here."

"Just leave the promotion of the login device to Grapnir. If you want to sell other things, you can set up a stall here."

"You have something to sell?"

Angel thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "No."

Luigi's eyes lit up: "Then you might as well accompany me to search here. Is there any suitable music score?"

Angel: "..."

Luigi: "There are a lot of good things here. Maybe you can meet your favorite one here?"

Angel: "Even if there is someone I like, it still hasn't crystallized..."

When Angel said this, his eyes fixed on Luigi.

Luigi took a step back and waved his hand to Angel: "I don't have much crystals left. I only have enough to buy music scores now... If you want crystals, there will be no shortage after the launcher is promoted, or you can just sell some." There are also things..."

"By the way, look for Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan.com. I just saw a stall selling musical instruments. Maybe there are music scores too. I'll go take a look." After saying this, Luigi couldn't wait to turn around and leave.

Luigi ran away quickly, and Angel turned to look at Laplace.

The eyes asked: Do we want to stay here?

Laplace thought for a while and said softly: "On the first day of the siege party, there is nothing to see except the display stand. The display stand will not be opened until all races have gathered together."

In other words, even though there are shops at the siege party, because of the existence of the display book, if you want to buy something, you can just look at the display book. In terms of liveliness, it is not necessarily more lively than here.

You can take a look around here first.

By the way, wait for Gleipnir.

Since Laplace said so, Angel nodded indifferently. He was indeed a little curious about the products of various races.