Super Dimensional Wizard

This is the difference in vision.

Judging from the height that the armored granny was at, the scenery she saw and the understanding she gained were naturally completely different from Angel's.

Therefore, the words of Granny Iron Armor made him suddenly enlightened.

Iron-armored Granny: "It seems that your doubts have been solved, but it is not an easy task for you to go to Dumartin's place."

Angel only got Dumartin's residence from David and knew that he stayed in the laboratory of Source of Flow all year round. He actually didn't know which room it was. He had originally planned to ask Granny Iron Armor, but seeing that she gave such a solemn warning, Angel felt a little nervous.

"Then what should I do? Wait for them to send Baluba to me? But by then he has been injected with blood, his mind has been washed away, and he is no different from a dead person."

Iron-clad Granny: "Actually, if you meet Dumartin, he will be easier to talk to because of your status as an alchemist and Sanders. But the area around his laboratory is full of traps. With your current situation, It’s impossible to get in.”

"The best way is to summon him and ask him to come out to pick you up. However, when he became addicted to experiments, he basically didn't watch the summons all year round."

When the Iron Armored Granny said this, she thought for a moment and said, "Well, I happen to have nothing to do, so I'll go with you."

If Granny Iron Armor goes, Dumartin won't embarrass him too much even if he doesn't care about Sanders. However, this made Angel a little embarrassed, but he didn't know where to say the words of rejection.

"If you're really sorry, come and spend more time with me. You can also ask Toby to come. I haven't seen him for a long time, so I still miss him." The iron-clad old woman drank her tea with a smile.

Obviously, Granny Tiejia did this to give him a favor.

Angel whispered his thanks, then thought for a moment, took out a strange ring monument from his bracelet and handed it to the armored granny.

This strange ring monument was originally refined by Angel for Toby to play with. It's just that Toby has been playing crazy lately, and Angel doesn't have time to give it to him.

Simply, I gave it to Granny Iron Armor.

"This is..." The armored mother-in-law's eyes were filled with surprise. The shape of the Monument of Strange Rings, especially the Möbius strip contained in it, was full of wonderful meanings. It seems that this link contains many blind spots in thinking that cannot be understood.

"This is called the Monument of the Strange Ring. It's a gadget I made. I hope my mother-in-law likes it."

"Is this for me?" Iron-armored Granny played with it for a moment: "Isn't this the alchemy fantasy that is rumored by the outside world?"

"It's an alchemical fantasy, but its purpose is to entertain life and pass the time."

"Do you mean that you think my mother-in-law is lonely in the Iron Armored Castle and needs to use these things to kill time?" the Iron Armored Mother-in-law said with a deliberately straight face.

Angel quickly waved his hand: "Nothing like that, it's just...just like a music box, used to enrich leisure time."

Seeing Angel's eagerness to defend, the Iron-Armored Granny laughed: "Okay, I'll accept this thing. I'm also very curious about what's so wonderful about the alchemical illusion you refined."

Angel felt relieved when he saw the Iron-clad Granny accepting the Monument of the Strange Ring.

The Iron Armored Granny ordered the Iron Armored Fort to go to Dumartin's laboratory. The Iron Armored Fort started running again and strode out over the mountains and ridges. But inside the iron house, the armored old woman was inquiring about some matters about the Monument of the Strange Ring.

For example, she knew that the strange ring had a magical cyclic nature, and she also knew that the entertainment game inside it was called Monument Valley... Moreover, she also learned from Angel's leak that Sanders seemed to like this little game too. .

However, what Granny Iron Armor cares about most is the strange ring. She always finds this ring very interesting. If she continues to study it, she might be able to create a small magic technique.

The Iron Armored Granny did not immediately experience the illusion in the Monument of the Strange Ring, because in less than two minutes, the Iron Armored Castle crossed the mountains and rivers and stopped in front of a mountain covered in blood mist.

"Here we are, this is Dumartin's alien laboratory." The armored granny said as she led Angel out of the armored fort.

As soon as he left the enclosed space of the house, Angel immediately smelled the strong smell of blood in the air.

Blood mist filled the front, and even the trees on both sides were dyed bright red by the blood mist. However, these trees did not wither, but became taller and taller. Deep in the blood mist, there are several buildings built around the mountains.

"As you can see, the blood mist here is all caused by Dumartin. That guy is an anatomy maniac. It is true that he likes to open skulls. But in fact, he does not open most human skulls, but Beasts, and life from other worlds." The Iron-Armored Granny paused: "Because humans are not worthy of his study."

"Sounds a bit like..."

In the middle of Angel's words, the armored mother-in-law smiled and said: "It's very similar to the Karabit people's style, right?"

Angel nodded.

Iron-clad Granny: "The Karabits like to do biological research, but Dumartin is not a Karabite, but a pure intellectual."

As she spoke, the armored mother-in-law gently popped up a point of light and submerged it into the blood mist.

Not long after, a road opened in the center of the blood mist, and at the same time, a clear-sounding voice came out: "Mother-in-law, please come inside. I am experimenting with the key, please forgive me for not coming out to greet you."

The armored granny nodded to Angel: "Let's go, the dangerous place is the blood mist, be careful not to get it."

With that said, Granny Iron Armor took the lead on the central road. Angel quickly followed, and as the two of them entered, the blood mist slowly returned to its original state.

The road is not long, but as Angel is walking, he feels the cold breath coming from the blood mist on both sides from time to time. In addition, he can also faintly hear the dripping water of some kind of creature. The gasping sound while drooling.

When they stood at the door of the laboratory, the blood mist behind them filled up again, and the previous passage had disappeared, covering up the horror that existed in the blood mist.

The door was unlocked, so the armored mother-in-law opened the door directly and walked into the laboratory with Angel.

Generally speaking, the center of the first floor of the Alien Laboratory should have been the main hall, but it was filled with various storage cabins, as if it had been transformed by Dumartin into a place for loading experimental samples. Only the middle position was still there. There was a round table, and a row of high stools without backrests.

There was a cup of hot tea on the round table, obviously prepared for the iron-clad mother-in-law.

"Wait a moment." The armored granny sat on the high stool and said to Angel.

However, Angel was stunned on the spot at this time, his eyes were attracted by a storage cabin. To be precise, it was the person in the storage cabin.

Angel walked slowly to the storage cabin.

In the transparent storage cabin, a naked man was lying in the light yellow liquid, with half-length hair scattered in the water, and his expression was as peaceful as death.

The muscles all over the man's body are very strong, but at this time they are covered with dense stitch marks. The stitches that had never been removed showed that the man had been disemboweled not long ago.

"What? Is he the person you are looking for?" The armored mother-in-law walked to Angel's side.

Angel looked at the man in the storage cabin quietly and nodded slightly: "Yes, he is Baluba."

The armored mother-in-law looked over, with a hint of energy fluctuation in her eyes. After a while, she sighed softly: "Sure enough, she has half the blood of a barbarian from another world."

After a pause, the armored mother-in-law suddenly laughed and said: "How can a person with such clear and pure blood and extremely pure soul be a spy from another world?"

"He's not a spy?"

"Of course not. Even if spies are sent, they are mostly pure human beings. This kind of hybrid, with a soul and blood as clear as water, is completely unsuitable to be a spy." Iron-armored Granny said.

"In other words, he is not guilty."

The Iron-Armored Granny was silent for a while and said: "The only crime is that he cannot choose his origin, and it is the irreversibility of the general trend. Although this crime is not serious, it is enough to push him into the abyss of darkness."

Angel also sighed softly: The trend is irreversible.

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So, after all, whoever you say is wrong actually makes no sense. But if you take a stand, everyone is wrong. Even, you were born with a mistake.

Right and wrong are always different positions.

After Angel was silent for a long time, he looked at the dense sutures and whispered: "Am I still late?"

Iron-clad Granny: "It's not too late, because he was just implanted with the blood of toadstools. As for thinking..."

The Iron-clad Granny looked at Baluba's head without any scars: "It hasn't been emptied yet."

"But after a one-time consumption of blood, he has no future." Angel sighed in a low voice: "But at least he is still alive."

While they were talking, there was a sound of footsteps behind them.

Angel turned around, and deep in the dark corridor, a tall figure slowly walked out.

"Good evening, mother-in-law." The visitor bowed at 70 degrees to the armored mother-in-law and caressed her chest.

With a clear voice and elegant movements, the visitor seemed to be a steward of a noble mansion, and every move he made was filled with strict and orderly meaning.

"Dumartin, you are here. My mother-in-law didn't disturb you, did she?"

The person who came was none other than Dumartin, who was completely different from the image Angel had imagined. This young man was not only polite and polite, but also wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and looked ascetic.

But the next second, Angel felt that he seemed to have thought wrong.

DuMartin turned his head and looked at Angel. A chilling smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Mother-in-law, is this the fertilizer you brought for me to handle?"