Super Dimensional Wizard

Although there are clothes to cover it up, in her eyes, the so-called clothes are just an extension of the soul and cannot cover up the luster of the bright green lines at all.

She could clearly feel that the green lines were slowly growing with the aura of the nightmare world, and finally covered the back of the nightmare watcher.

Anyone in the nightmare world knows that this pattern means being marked.

But the meaning of the lines themselves is not something that she can know at this level. She couldn't even see clearly who the existence corresponding to this pattern was.

Perhaps, she is the most powerful in this witch town. But in the entire system of the nightmare world, she is just a creature at the bottom of the nightmare world, and this is the only thing she can perceive.

She didn't even know that in the center of this green pattern, there was an essence of soul power flowing.

Moreover, this soul power does not belong to Angel himself, but flows out from a wound.

This rich soul power is integrated into Angel on one side; on the other side, it is connected to an unknown place.

It was like a bright spatial beacon. While providing benefits to Angel, it also exposed Angel's position to the eyes of certain beings.

For example, right now.

In the central area of ​​the nightmare world, in the boundless darkness and chaos. There is a bright spot that is slowly taking shape.

It was an area that had been sleeping for an unknown period of time, but was slowly awakened by the power of the beating soul.

The manor, which was originally black and white, slowly began to appear in color at this moment.

In this strange manor drifting in chaos, in a small but exquisite room, a sound of breathing suddenly escaped. Moreover, this breathing sound is gradually getting stronger.

The angle of view was zoomed in, and the sound of breathing came from the bed.

To be precise, it was inside the blue ice coffin on the bed.

Click——

The ice coffin was slowly pushed away, and along with the rich fragrance, a white and slender hand stretched out from the ice coffin.

…

Angel used his gravity veins and rushed out of the strange wooden house like a gust of wind.

In the fog, Angel ran for a long time. If calculated purely based on his current speed and time, he would have traveled at least several hundred miles.

However, when he stopped, the wooden house appeared in front of him again.

He still didn't run out of the cabin.

But what puzzled him was that the terrifying old witch didn't chase her out of the wooden house.

Why didn't you catch up?

When Angel was wondering, he felt pain on his back again... He was hit to the ground several times by the hurricane. After most of the night, the pain still did not relieve.

After rubbing his stinging back, Angel looked at the quiet wooden house behind him, feeling uneasy and confused about the way forward.

Now, if he continues to run into the fog, can he really escape? He guessed it was impossible.

But if he doesn't run away and faces the old witch, does he have any chance of winning? The answer is still no.

Under such circumstances, how else could he leave?

The only thing he can hope for now is that Sanders discovers something unusual here and can come over as soon as possible. And all he can do now is stay as far away from the cabin as possible and wait for Sanders to arrive.

As for the possibility that Sanders didn't notice the anomaly here and couldn't get there, Angel didn't think about it. If even this only expectation failed, then there would really be no hope.

Angel walked into the fog again.

This time, he did not use the gravity vein, but walked slowly, hoping to delay time.

But not long after Angel walked into the fog, the fog in the entire Witch Town suddenly began to surge and rotate in large quantities.

A trace of surprise flashed in Angel's eyes. Just when he was wondering what was going on, an unpleasant hoarse voice suddenly came from behind: "I'm marked... so what, as long as I can leave first, no one can stop me." …”

As this sound appeared, violent winds sprang up!

Before Angel could react, the old witch with a stooped back suddenly appeared in front of Angel.

All the thick fog blew towards the witch's body in the strong wind.

"You can't run away."

The huge aura was dense around Angel, and finally shrank a little bit.

Under such power, Angel was completely unable to move, and as her voice fell, he was lifted into the air by an invisible force. Even if he kept trying to use his gravity veins to break free, he could not face this level. There is nothing he can do about the terrifying existence.

He could only watch as he was slowly dragged in front of her.

The old witch smiled cruelly.

In Angel's frightened expression, she stretched out her chicken claw-like hands, and touched Angel's eyebrows with her long, dark, curved nails.

In an instant, a huge amount of energy began to pour in from the center of Angel's eyebrows. \u003e

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That is a wizard-level soul, forcibly pressing itself into Angel's soul!

Angel only felt that the energy in his body was resisting this invasion, but the gap in energy levels left him powerless to resist. He could only watch the energy with obvious consciousness invading his soul.

Just as Angel's consciousness was slowly sinking, a strange chuckle came from behind the old witch.

The witch suddenly restrained her hands.

It turned its head with a frightened expression, and saw that at some point, a figure in gorgeous clothes suddenly appeared behind it. The long golden hair was flying violently in the strong wind, and the hair covered most of its face, making it difficult to see its appearance, but only those scary red eyes were shining brightly.

"Mian, Mian, Mian... Your Majesty!" When the old witch saw the visitor, she immediately put away her tattered cloak in fright, like a deflated balloon, and flew towards the lonely wooden house in the distance, swirling with one head. Plunge into the painting and disappear.

After the old witch fled, Angel fell from the air and lay half on the ground.

There are two energies in conflict in Angel's soul, and the energy belonging to the witch seems to be consciously destroying the core of his soul.

The gap in energy levels is an insurmountable obstacle. Even if there is only a trace of the witch's energy, it is like a stubborn disease that Angel can't remove at all, and it is still infecting his soul.

Under such circumstances, Angel's consciousness slowly began to blur.

When he was about to fall into coma, he smelled a familiar aroma... It seemed that it was the aroma of the law of purification?

In this aroma, the alien energy in the body began to slowly lose activity. Along with a sharp scream, the energy began to be slowly expelled from the body as if it had lost its conscious self.

This process did not take long. When the alien energy was driven away, Angel breathed a long sigh of relief.

But at the same time, he consumed a lot of soul power to expel the alien energy, and the strong feeling of weakness caused him to fall into a coma again.

Just before Angel fell into unconsciousness, he faintly felt a cold hand holding him.

…

On the other side of Witch Town.

When the dense fog took on a swirling shape and the strong wind began to rage, Sanders walked out of a small chapel with a look of surprise on his face.

The thick fog was gradually fading and shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye. This was the first time he had encountered this situation after entering this nightmare area countless times.

Did something unexpected happen?

As the thick fog faded, Sanders' energy induction began to grow stronger. At this time, a huge breath suddenly came from the distance.

Sanders raised his head suddenly: "Hey, is this...the breath of a wizard?"

No, at least the aura of a wizard embarking on the path to true knowledge? !

Why is there a true wizard here?

Along with this powerful breath, there is also a law breath that is as weak as a breath flow... If it were other people, they might not recognize it. But the rules of Sanders' witchcraft garden were almost exactly the same as the ones transmitted, so he reacted almost instantly - this was the gravity vein.

After feeling the gravity vein, Sanders's expression changed, and a thought came to his mind: Something happened to Angel!

Without hesitation, Sanders took steps towards the center of the energy vortex he sensed. Without the cover of thick fog, the landscape of Witch Town gradually became clearer. Under such circumstances, Sanders could clearly see many things that he could not see before.

For example, Sanders saw a cabin that he had never seen before, but it was full of the atmosphere of a true wizard.

And the location of Angel he sensed came from behind the cabin.

After discovering Angel's location, Sanders felt a little ridiculous in his heart.

It was obvious that he and Flora had cleaned up the area pretty well, but why did an unexpected wooden house appear? What's even more ridiculous is that Angel is actually near that wooden house?

It seems that every time Angel enters the nightmare world, something unexpected happens. The last time I went to Nailuo City, I fell directly into the sewers and met the terrifying Devil Food Flower and him in his youth; this time, looking for Shuyuanwｗw.zhaoshuｽuan.com Angel actually went to a house that they had never seen before. A wooden house, and the aura of a powerful true wizard still lingers in that wooden house? !

Is this Angel's bad luck? Or is it the effect brought about by the Nightmare Soul Body?

Sanders didn't know that he could only rush to the center of the energy vortex with all his strength, because he could clearly feel that the wizard's aura contained strong malice, even stronger than the malice of some chaotic wizards and raging wizards. .

I don’t know what Angel got into.

But when Sanders rushed to the cabin with all his strength, he saw a "tattered cloak" swirling and rushing into the cabin.

The strong malice he felt came from that cloak.

The moment Cloak entered the wooden house, all the malicious atmosphere around him disappeared.

Sanders ignored the wooden house and the cloak, but quickly moved to the back of the wooden house.

When Sanders rushed over, his pupils shrank slightly, what was that...