Super Dimensional Wizard

Douglas looked at Anglo, who had been silent.

"Professor Anglo, didn't you say before that as long as someone can come out, you can deduce more things? Now, Your Majesty the Demon Demon's disciple has met your conditions."

Angre did not reply, but the 'moray eel girl' Heroine beside him said with a sneer: "Who believes a single word? Lexa said that Angor came out, so you bring him here. If you don't bring him here, professor How can we get more data?”

Lexa narrowed her eyes and looked at Heroline with a sinister look.

Douglas ignored Heroine and continued to look at Anglo.

Angre waved his hand to Heroline: "Angel did come out. I just saw it with my wizard's eyes."

Lexa's eyes flashed, "So it was you who planted the wizard's eye that was secretly hidden in the dragon's blood branch? I heard that you strongly advocated for everyone to leave at first. Why, now you are starting to criticize them again? Are you interested in the Dark Realm?"

"What you want to say is a mysterious thing, right? I am not interested in the mysterious thing you are talking about. I am just somewhat interested in a certain image behind the realm of darkness that can interfere with the strings of the world..." Anglo pushed up his glasses. , a reflection streaked across the lens.

After Anglo briefly responded to Lexa, he turned to Douglas and said, "Actually, when I saw Angel, there was already a string plucking."

"However, the result of plucking the strings is still the same sentence." Anglo showed the wooden board in his hand. On the parchment on the top of the wooden board, there was still a text written in blood:

——‘It will become a source of darkness and a nest of danger. ’

Douglas glanced at Pine and said, "Anglo didn't lie. Judging from the texture of the blood, it did appear not long ago."

After showing this sentence, Anglo then said: "However, although the words have not changed, the feeling this sentence gave me has changed a little."

"I can't tell you the specific changes. Maybe there are some changes in the Sleepless City. The only ones who can give us the answer are probably Mr. Huan Mo... or his disciple Angel."

Pine stepped forward: "Since Angel can come in and out freely, can we also..."

Anglo shook his head: "Instead of asking me this question, it's better to ask Mr. Huanmo. According to some signs, Mr. Huanmo should be out soon. Speaking of which, I also want to know what the secret behind this is."

For a moment, everyone was silent. Looking at the dark realm, he sighed deeply.

…

While the wizards outside were waiting for them to come out in confusion, the people inside were actually the same.

Angel flew into the air and looked at the city that was gradually losing its vitality. His heart was also full of doubts.

The Queen goes on tour, what does she want? What significance does this place called the outpost of Yorkshire have to the Queen of the Nightmare Realm? Also, where will this city, which has fallen into desolation, go in the future?

These are all unsolved mysteries for Angel. Although he knew he couldn't get any answers now, it felt like there was an itch in his heart, making him more curious about the truth the more he tried to pretend not to care.

He even had the urge to run to the central area to fool Frog.

In the end, he restrained himself. Yorkshire had already shown doubts about him. Although Sanders used words to resist him at the time, the contact was too frequent and it would inevitably be exposed. After all, although he bears the name of "Sawa", he is not actually "Sawa". What's more, he also took advantage of Sharapova's reputation.

Angel restrained his thoughts, but his speculations about the nightmare world were still far-reaching. Every time he cleared away a little bit of the fog, he found that there was a bigger mystery waiting for him behind. One after another, it seems like it will never end.

This feeling made him very uncomfortable. He was now a chess piece, and he was still a chess piece that could not clearly see the situation. It was difficult for him to know who was playing chess and where the next move would be.

There are only two ways to escape the fate of the chess pieces. First, never go to the nightmare world for the rest of your life. This is obviously somewhat impossible. Most of his current strength is due to the nightmare world. Even if he can really do this, Sanders will not let him huddle in a turtle shell forever.

The second way is to improve your own strength. When it reaches a point where even the chess master cannot control it, he can naturally escape his fate.

He has actually embarked on this path now, but he is still far, far away from escaping his fate.

Angel looked at the swirling vortex in the sky, his eyes filled with emotions, and finally turned into a long sigh.

"Angel——"

A shout came from the ground. Angel lowered his head and saw Shan smiling at him, and then waved fiercely.

Angel rubbed his temples. The reason why he ran to the sky was because he didn't want to hear the gossip between girls. Although Nausicaa is not a gossip, she has difficulty moving now, and she has to comfort Shan without leaving any trace, so she is very enthusiastic about "chatting" with Shan. Angel stayed among them, feeling as if there were hundreds of ducks quacking in his ears.

After landing, Angel yawned and pretended to be tired: "How--\u003e\u003e

What a? "

Shan jumped over happily.

Angel actually wanted to complain. Without Ganke, Shan couldn't even walk anymore, she could only jump or jump. Although you look like a child, your real age is already several dozen years old!

"It's nothing, I just saw the deep look on your face in the sky and wanted to come down and chat with you." Shan wanted to jump up and hold Angel's arm, but Angel was one step faster than her and slipped away. Flying into the air.

"Forget it about chatting. I'm a little sleepy. I haven't rested for several days. I'm going to find a place to rest." After Angel said this, he turned around and left.

"Ahhhh——"

At this moment, shrill screams pierced the sky.

Angel was stunned immediately and looked at the source of the sound, which was not far from them - the chapel? !

Nausicaa also limped over, still puffing out smoke, but her expression was filled with surprise: "That's not right. I went into the chapel before and didn't see anyone?"

"It sounds like it's coming from the top of the chapel. Have you been to the top?" Angel looked at the spire of the chapel. He couldn't see clearly in the darkness, but he could vaguely see the statue of the goddess of prayer and the mottled colored window grilles.

"I didn't go upstairs, so I walked around the prayer hall. This pipe was found in the confession room," Nausicaa said.

"How about we go in and take a look. Anyway, it's okay now." Shan showed curiosity.

Angel glanced at Nausicaa, who nodded slightly to him, and then quietly made a circular motion into his ear.

Obviously, Nausicaa also couldn't bear the pain of chatting with Shan.

Angel chuckled in a low voice: "Okay, let's go up and have a look."

This is a chapel built for mortals, and believers come here every weekend to pray for their families.

The first thing they saw when they walked into the chapel was the statue of the Goddess of Prayer in the center of the hall. This was a fictional deity. Judging from the following teachings, which preached truth, goodness and beauty, they were probably some of the methods used by the Sleepless City to control mortals. Although Angel is somewhat noncommittal about such a religion, compared to the group of fanatics who believe in the Abyss Demon God, this kind of fictional god is better, at least it will not cause trouble for other people.

The huge chapel was empty except for the echo of their footsteps.

After a while, they arrived at the third-floor corridor.

The third floor is the top floor, which contains only the bishop's own office and a slightly larger "listening room". The so-called listening room is actually a place where the bishop declares that he can listen to the will of the goddess of prayer.

The door to the listening room was closed tightly, and the brown mahogany door was engraved with various auspicious patterns, such as wings, holy light, or mountain springs representing life.

"There seems to be movement inside." Shan said.

Angel hesitated for a moment, with a strange look on his face: "Indeed, there is movement inside... If nothing unexpected happens, it should be a parasite's nest."

As Angel finished speaking, both Shan and Nausicaa heard a familiar sound coming from the door.

The sound of insects.

Angel and Shan didn't react at all to these insect sounds, but Nausicaa's face instantly turned pale. She had not been parasitized by the parasite from beginning to end, but she had been hanging on top of the parasite's nest, so she knew I know how terrifying those parasites are.

"Don't worry." Angel whispered to Nausicaa.

Nausicaa smiled and blew out a puff of smoke: "I'm actually reduced to being comforted by you."

Angel raised his eyebrows, why did something sound wrong to him? Why do you look so underestimated?

Nausicaa put away her pipe, and as if she had made some determination, she reached out and pushed open the door.

The door opens.

Not without surprise, they saw a huge nest, but their attention was not on the nest, but on the sky above the nest.

Although they didn't say it directly before, looking for Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan. com But they all guessed that since there was a nest here, there might also be people who were kidnapped. Moreover, maybe the scream earlier was made by the kidnapped man.

Therefore, after entering the door, their eyes were focused on the nest.

If they guessed, a man covered in tatters and stained with blood was hanging in the air. The golden thread passed through his body and fell into the vast void.

No matter whether they met the green-haired woman, Gan Ke or Nausicaa before, the colorful dragonflies have been dormant in their nests. But this man was different. His body was surrounded by colorful dragonflies. As soon as he moved, the colorful dragonflies began to peck and bite him.

You know, these are hundreds of colorful dragonflies at the peak of apprenticeship. This man actually managed to hold on for so long, and he was still bound by gold threads.

"This kind of treatment..." Angel thought to himself: "At least he is an official wizard."

Just when they were surprised, the man in the air suddenly opened his eyes and looked at them:

"who are you?"