Super Dimensional Wizard

In the void of consciousness, countless stars turned into a mirror of flowing light. (phone-reading)

Angel looked at the mirror. His current appearance was clearly reflected in the mirror, but in the center of his body, which represented the anchor point, there was an obviously bright light spot. It was like a light path spreading out from the darkness. Countless tiny rays of light emit from the interior, forming a complete body.

Come to think of it, this light spot is the aura that Laplace said contains consciousness.

Angel reached out his hand and slowly touched the spot of light in the mirror.

The fingers did not touch anything real, but the moment they touched the mirror, they passed directly through it. Along with the ripples, Angel felt a familiar suction.

There was no resistance to the suction force, and it was allowed to float into the mirror with its body shell.

The moment he entered the mirror, Angel felt like he was falling, and various strange pictures began to appear around him. Some were stars, some were mottled with light and shadow, and there were some criss-crossing star paths... It was just that these pictures all followed Ange. I kept falling and began to become more and more unreal.

Illusion reaches its end and reality begins to sprout.

Angel also opened his eyes at this moment.

Then he saw a bright full moon.

It's just that this "full moon" is very close to him, as if it is right in front of his eyes.

Just as Angel was staring at the huge full moon, for some unknown reason, an ancient tree shrouded in colorful mist slowly emerged in the center of the full moon.

Angel blinked, and the big tree disappeared into the full moon again, as if everything before was just a figment of his imagination.

Angel continued to stare at the full moon with confusion, but the full moon began to slowly become darker, as if a layer of dark clouds had appeared, covering the bright jade plate.

When the full moon was completely immersed in darkness, Angel felt weightless and falling again.

Moreover, it fell faster than before.

Angel could even hear a long whistling sound around him, like the sound of hunting wind or the howling of some kind of animal.

After a few seconds, Angel finally stood still. This time, unlike when he stood in the void of consciousness before, he was truly standing on the "earth".

Behind him is an endless wilderness, and in front of him are rolling black coniferous mountains.

However, these needle forests look a bit strange, like cones growing out of the earth without any branches or branches.

Where is this place? Angel is a little confused. Didn’t he say he wanted to go to the location of Laplace? Didn’t he say he wanted to see paintings? How did he come to this dark wasteland?

"Laplace?" Angel tried to shout.

Soon, a familiar voice sounded behind him: "I'm here."

Angel looked back and saw that Laplace had appeared in the wasteland at some point and walked towards him step by step.

It's just that the "Laplace" in front of him is slightly different from the one he usually sees.

The face is still the same, but this Laplace no longer has long silver-white hair, but has turned into jet black hair like splashing ink. ——Although her hair is still the same long and curled up, she uses it as a seat.

In addition to the different color of his hair, Laplace's eyes have also changed. They used to be heterochromatic, but now they have turned into light golden eyes.

With golden eyes and black hair, there is an inexplicable sense of mystery.

"You..." Angel sorted out his words: "You also made a body for yourself?"

Laplace frowned: "I'm going to pick your words, they're as out of touch as ever."

"No, I just borrowed a clone that was left here."

"Clone?" Angel looked at Laplace in confusion: "Where is this place? Why is there your clone?"

Laplace looked deeply at Angel and did not answer. Instead, he raised a strand of hair and put it in Angel's hand.

When the hair fell on Angel's palm, Angel suddenly heard a loud and rhythmic beating sound of "dong dong dong". This sound is like thunder and rage

, swept across the entire wasteland in an instant, and it seemed that there was no other sound in the world, leaving only the beating sound with drumbeats.

Not only is this agitation loud, but it seems to have some kind of magic. Angel only listened for a few seconds before feeling as if his consciousness was about to be shattered.

It wasn't until Laplace dropped his hair from Angel's palm that the huge agitating sound around him silently disappeared. And the tearing feeling of consciousness slowly recovered.

Angel looked at that inconspicuous strand of hair with puzzled eyes... Why did he hear such a terrifying stirring sound just by touching the hair?

What is this sound?

What does Laplace want to express through this?

"Have you thought of anything?" Laplace suddenly asked.

What did I think of? Angel pondered for a moment, looked at Laplace, and said truthfully: "The sound just now made me feel very scary, but it has rhythm and regularity, a bit like...the sound of a heartbeat?"

Laplace nodded slightly: "Yes, it's the heartbeat."

"Then what?"

After receiving a positive answer, Angel frowned, and a bolder idea appeared in his mind: "Is it your heartbeat?"

Laplace nodded again.

"The heart beats like a drum, all over the wasteland..." Angel murmured in a low voice, "I remember you said before that two thousand years ago, Tunita of the Crystal-Eyed Tribe fell into the trap of chasing the legendary Mirror Demon. The Sea of ​​Empty Mirrors was saved by you; and it stayed in your body for several days. "

When Angel read this, he raised his head and said, "Am I in your body just like Tunita?"

"This wasteland, this needle forest mountain, is your true body?"

When Angel spoke to the end, his brows furrowed more and more tightly, and his voice became louder and louder, which showed his inner surprise.

But Laplace remained calm from beginning to end. After Angel finished speaking, he said calmly: "You are right, you are indeed in my body now. However, you have two things to say. wrong."

"First, you are different from Tunita. He came from the original body, but you are still just a light point of consciousness."

"Second, the wasteland and this taiga are just part of my identity."

In short, Laplace's body is bigger than Angel imagined. As for the specific size, Laplace did not give a comparison, but simply said, "You will know later."

When Angel confirmed that he was in Laplace's true body, he was not only surprised, but also filled with emotion and regret.

What makes me sigh is naturally the hugeness of Laplace's body.

Unfortunately... he didn't see Laplace's true form.

Angel had heard a lot of rumors about Laplace's body. It was said that it was like a giant whale, and it was said that it was like a monster in the void. In short, it was huge and indescribable.

Angel originally thought that he would be able to see the specific appearance of Laplace this time, but who knew, he skipped the outline and landed on Laplace's body. This is not without regret.

Just when Angel's inner emotions were going crazy, the huge full moon he saw before suddenly flashed in his mind.

"Before I landed here, I saw a huge full moon." Angel murmured in a low voice: "There should be no moon in the sea of ​​​​empty mirrors, right? Even if it is a memory projection, it shouldn't be so real, and... it's very... close."

"This full moon..." Angel hesitated for two seconds, and then asked his doubts: "Is it your eyes?"

Although Angel didn't know how big Laplace was, from the height of his fall and the size of the full moon, he guessed...could the full moon be Laplace's eyes?

Laplace nodded slightly: "Yes."

It is indeed the eyes!

Because he was in Laplace's body, Angel was already shocked. Now when he heard that the huge "full moon" was actually Laplace's eyes, he was still surprised. But it's much calmer than before.

Angel felt that the fact that he could accept this "horrifying" fact so calmly had a lot to do with Laplace blocking his perception.

If he could still sense the outside world now, whether it was the terrifying heartbeat before, the energy tide that might be permeating the surroundings, or the aura of Laplace's own body, he would probably be washed away into an idiot.

But now he is completely unable to perceive the surrounding environment and can only see with the naked eye, which relieves a lot of unnecessary troubles and emotions.

He finally understood why Laplace blocked his perception. It was all with good intentions.

Angel was sighing in his heart, but he still kept asking questions.

"I was under the full moon just now... In your eyes, I saw a huge tree with a rainbow-like mist hanging around it. What was that?" Angel asked curiously.

Laplace pondered for a long time this time before speaking: "This is the embodiment of some of my abilities."

When Angel heard Laplace's answer, he immediately understood that his question was a bit presumptuous.

He originally thought that Laplace was planting trees in his eyes, but he didn't expect that it was related to Laplace's personal ability, which was definitely a private matter.

Sure enough, you should talk less at this time, especially in the boss's territory.

Angel was not reserved and quickly apologized for his abruptness.

Laplace shook his head, "It doesn't matter. I hesitated just now. I was just thinking about what to say. I don't blame you. Because this ability contains many effects, it is a bit troublesome to explain..."

Angel quickly said: "No need to explain, I understand."

"You understand?" Laplace was stunned for a moment.

Angel coughed, "I mean, with my current background, it is impossible to understand your ability. There is no need to explain, I can't understand it anyway."

After a pause, Angel quickly changed the topic: "By the way, where is the painting you mentioned? Let's go and see the painting first?"

Laplace nodded: "...Okay."

Next, Laplace leads the way.

He led Angel into the dark needle forest.

It is worth mentioning that Angel originally thought this was some kind of coniferous wood, but after Laplace's explanation, these so-called coniferous forests were actually hair.

Moreover, these hairs originally grew very luxuriantly, and there were also a lot of hairs on the "wasteland" he saw before.

But now, there is a lot less hair, and then the "wasteland" appears.

As for why there is less hair? It was definitely impossible for Angel to ask this question, but Laplace took the initiative to tell it.

Because these hairs are one of the consumables of the body.

Although Laplace only has three active tenses at the moment, there are actually many abandoned ones in the Forest of Memory. Most of these temporal bodies are mixed with the hair of the main body.

In some cases, the main material is simply hair.

The more time he has, the more diligently Laplace plucking hair. And after so many years, there are countless abandoned, temporarily unused, and destroyed time bodies, which also allowed Laplace to carve out a wasteland on his body where no body hair grows.

When Angel learned that Mao could become a ghost, an Earth myth told by Jon popped into his mind, um... a story about a traveler who slayed demons.

Putting aside this myth, Angel also became curious about these hairs.

Since hair can be used as a consumable material to make a body, doesn't it mean that these hairs are extraordinary materials? If they are extraordinary materials, they will probably perform very well when used in alchemy.

When he thought of alchemical materials, Angel wanted to open his alchemical eyes and study these hairs to see where they could be used.

It's a pity that he is just a point of light now, and his perception is blocked, so he is obviously unable to use any abilities.

The scope of the needle forest is very wide. At least Laplace walked with Angel for five minutes without seeing the boundary.

In Laplace's own words: "This piece of

The hair in this area is enough for me to pick out for three to four thousand years. "

A coniferous forest that can grow for three or four thousand years is certainly not small in area.

After a while, Laplace in front stopped and whispered: "We're here."

Laplace made way and signaled Angel to look forward.

Deep in the coniferous forest, a small house appeared, and this house seemed to be made of some kind of crystal...

The shape and materials of the house reminded Angel of Crystal City inexplicably.

"Could this be the house built by Tunita?" Angel asked. Find the book garden www.zhaｏｓｕｕuanｎ.com

At first, Tunita also lived on Laplace's body for a few days, and since Tunita is from the Crystal Eyes tribe, it seems reasonable for her to build a crystal cabin.

Laplace nodded: "Yes, this is what Tunita left behind. Because it doesn't occupy a large area, it can accommodate the body and soul occasionally, so I didn't clean it up."

"The painting I mentioned before was also placed in it."

Laplace usually swallows the things fished out from the Sea of ​​Empty Mirrors directly into his stomach. There is a huge space in the belly of the main body, which can not only be used for storage, but can even be used to build a city in it. .

However, considering Angel's feelings, it didn't seem good for Laplace to swallow him directly. Then he moved the painting from his stomach to the outside.

The only man-made "building" outside was the hut Tunita left behind, so she chose to place the painting here.

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