Super Dimensional Wizard

The black fire in the distance spreads across the dry and cracked earth, and the weak force field erodes every ounce of vitality in the body. The plump skin gradually withered and withered, and his vision became blurry. The only thing he saw was a huge black shadow, roaring crazily.

Purple fire filled with strange power shook out from the black shadow.

One of the flames fell in front of him. In an instant, a burning sensation spread all over the body——

Angel opened his eyes suddenly.

The moment he opened his eyelids, what he saw was a fat face with an expression of surprise and panic.

Before Angel could explore the meaning of his expression, he felt a burning sensation all over his body. He suddenly turned over and rolled off the metal operating table, knocking a bunch of experimental tools to the ground.

Only then did Angel realize that he was actually lying on an operating table. There was a scorching flame burning underneath, but at this time, the flame was quietly extinguishing, and the source of the flames was Brufen's fingers.

Angel stood up and looked at Brufen warily.

He was lying on the operating table. There were flames under the operating table, and the various experimental tools he knocked over all indicated something.

Brufen's eyes kept wandering and he hummed a tune, looking like it had nothing to do with him. However, he did not dare to meet Angel's eyes.

"What are you going to do?" Angel looked at Brufen coldly.

Brufen looked directly at Angel at this time and shrugged a little: "I didn't do anything."

"Then why am I here, huh? On the operating table?"

"I just want to see you asleep and help you find a place where you can stretch your legs. Isn't the operating table more spacious?" Brufen coughed twice and said dryly.

Angel's eyes turned to the flames under the operating table. The flames had been extinguished by Brufen, but the heat still remained.

Brufen didn't wait for Angel to ask and continued: "The operating table is a little cold. I'll help you heat it up so you can sleep more comfortably."

"Do you think I will believe it?"

"If you don't believe me, just look at it for yourself. Even your clothes are fine, but I didn't do anything." Brufen continued to quibble, and his expression looked confident.

What he said was indeed true. When he was about to do something, Angel suddenly woke up.

Angel's clothes were indeed not damaged, and he felt it himself. There was no strange feeling on his body. Brufen might be telling the truth. Of course, it doesn't rule out that something has been done and he didn't discover it.

No matter what, Brufen's previous actions were definitely not kind.

Angel didn't speak. His thoughts were spinning rapidly in his mind, recalling what had happened before.

He still remembered that Brufen brought him back to continue showing off his alchemical works. Angel also complimented him at the right time, which made Brufen leak a lot of useful information while being proud.

Why did he fall asleep?

Angel remembered that after Brufen completed the introduction, he stood at the door of the mysterious cubicle again.

Before going to the Frost Moon Bar, Angel noticed that there seemed to be a huge figure in the cubicle, and something like an octopus' tentacles was dancing.

The level of enormity is several times greater than that of the giant-eyed evil god Nayafert outside.

Angel thought that Brufen was going to open the door and introduce the creatures in the cubicle, but Brufen did not. He simply said: "There is an experimental sample I am doing. The experiment has not been completed yet. No more introduction."

It doesn't matter to Angel whether the guest or the host does as he pleases. His curiosity is not that serious.

But just as Brufen was leaving with Angel, there was a strange movement inside the door.

Brufen yelled "Oops", and the next second, a strange melody came from the door. Before Angel could react, he felt his eyelids starting to droop.

I just remember that before falling asleep, the last thought in my mind was "This sounds like the sound of a flute", and then I fell into a dark and sweet dream.

What followed was a strange dream, in which he was burned by fire and woke up.

Brufen saw Angel's eyes turn from trance to clarity, and he immediately said: "Anyway, I didn't do anything. This was all just a misunderstanding, and I didn't wake up long before you."

Operating table, flames, experimental tools... If he insisted that it was a misunderstanding, Angel wouldn't believe it at all.

But what can he do? Brufen is also an official wizard after all. As an apprentice, he is naturally shorter than others.

"Lord Brufen, since there is nothing else, I will leave first." He originally wanted to ask why he fell asleep before, but instead of pursuing the reason, he now wanted to stay away from Brufen's laboratory.

Brufen hesitated for a moment: "Didn't you say before that we would have an alchemical exchange?"

"Next time."

Brufen sighed in his heart, he was very wronged, he really didn't start doing anything, and as a result, he didn't get any benefits, and even the original communication seemed to be in vain.

"Then..." Bluffen paused, thinking about other ways to retain him.

But at this moment, a huge "buzzing" sound seemed to travel through time and space, reaching their ears in an instant.

"Oops!" Brufen's brows suddenly frowned, his expression turned gloomy, and he turned around and ran towards the mysterious cubicle.

At the same time, strange rhythms appeared again in the mysterious cubicle. Immediately afterwards, a mysterious flute sound came from the cubicle.

This time, Angel didn't dare to listen anymore, but turned around and ran towards the door.

He is still in Brufen's alchemy workshop, which means that he is completely within Brufen's domain. For his own safety, he must escape first.

Fortunately, Brufen did not close the door of the alchemy workshop, and Brufen on the other side had no time to care about Angel's movements. Angel ran out of the door smoothly.

As soon as he went out, Angel felt a familiar dizziness.

The sound of the flute still had an impact on him. Angel bit the tip of his tongue, and the severe pain slightly dispelled his desire to sleep.

Angel continued to run outside the laboratory.

Halfway through the run, the huge "buzzing" sound from before resounded through the sky again. I didn't feel anything at all in the alchemy workshop just now, but now after I came out, I realized that the sound was simply deafening.

However, what surprised Angel was that as the sound entered his ears, the dizziness in his mind was significantly reduced.

Next, Angel left the laboratory and ran along the road.

Along the way, Angel kept hearing the loud "buzzing" sound, and he gradually distinguished that the sound seemed to be the sound of a bell.

Moreover, this bell contains a sense of majesty and holiness. It seems to represent the will of heaven and earth, dispelling all negative evil spirits.

The bell rang thirteen times in total, and at the fifth ring, Angel no longer felt dizzy.

When the bells stopped ringing, Angel had already appeared on the iceberg's mountainside platform.

He originally planned to fly directly to the top of the iceberg, but when he stood on the mountainside platform and looked out, he found that the Frost Wings did not continue flying, but hovered over an island.

Yes, it's an island.

Now, they are not on land at all, but in a land surrounded by ocean on all sides.

The midday sun shines down, and the water patterns reflect the sparkling waves. The familiar fishy, ​​salty sea breeze comes from above.

Angel: "This is..."

"This is the Baikal Sea." A deep female voice came from behind.

Angel looked back and saw Madeline appear behind him at some unknown moment.

"Ms. Madeleine, why are you here?" Angel asked doubtfully.

Madeleine did not answer Angel's question, but asked instead: "I sensed that you ran out of the iceberg before, running very fast. What, what happened?"

A cold light flashed in Madeline's eyes. Since she promised Lord Ryan to protect Angel as much as possible, she will naturally pay more attention to Angel's investment.

Angel briefly told what happened in the alchemy workshop.

After Madeleine listened, she checked Angel for a moment: "Brufen probably didn't lie to you. There are no traces of external force on your body. However, from your description, maybe Brufen I do have the intention to do something to you."

Madeleine sneered: "As expected, those who study biological alchemy are all lunatics."

Angel always felt that Madeleine was not scolding Brufen, but was scolding another person.

"No matter what, it's better for you to have less contact with Brufen." Madeline said.

After what happened before, Angel would naturally not run away to seek death again. Maybe Brufen didn't have any plans at first, but sometimes, in the blink of an eye, thoughts come and go, especially for wizards who only care about personal interests. Their thoughts turn so fast that no one can tell clearly.

There are not many people who may be flirting with each other one second, but their faces change the next second.

Even Madeline.

The relationship between Angel and Madeleine is actually extremely weak. Perhaps, when the profits obtained far exceeded her expectations, she might backhand sell Angel.

Thinking of this, Angel silently restrained himself from being a little arrogant after realizing that his reputation had soared.

At this time, silhouettes passed by in the sky, and all the wizards on the iceberg were seen leaving the Wings of Frost.

Madeleine explained: "This is the boundary island of the Baikal Sea. It won't be long before we cross the boundary, so we don't have to stay here anymore. Let's go down too."

After that, Madeline took the lead and flew out.

Angel also followed, and finally landed on the beach of Boundary Island.

As soon as he landed, Angel felt a pair of eyes looking at him from beginning to end, not missing every inch. However, this feeling of being watched did not last long, and soon the other party looked away.

Angel looked around suspiciously, trying to find who was looking at him.

Madeleine said at this time: "No need to look for it, it is the scrutinizing eye of the extreme sect.