Super Dimensional Wizard

Angel could sense a hint of anger in Sanders' words.

Now that the changes in the abyss have begun to take shape, and everyone is in a state of self-danger, Angel actually chose this time to come to the front line? !

In particular, not long ago, Sanders drove Su Misshi away. Unexpectedly, before he could save his worries, another trouble came again. Sumishi came to the abyss and at least had the ability to protect himself, but Angel came to the front line simply because he was impatient.

Feeling that something was wrong with Sanders' tone, Angel quickly changed the subject: "I came to the abyss to find a mentor for something... Ahem, we'll talk about this later. In fact, something happened on our side..."

"Accident? What happened?" Sanders is now at the Silent Coast, but still some distance away from Angel's location.

"I can't tell you right now, I'll let Master Brufen tell you."

Brufen? Sanders was stunned. Could it be the Brown Sugar Servant who wanted to resurrect the evil god? How could Angel get mixed up with this dangerous person?

Just as he was thinking, he heard a strange male voice coming from the other end.

"Your Excellency Phantom Demon, I am Brufen, the alchemist of the Frost Moon Supply Team this time." Blufen briefly introduced himself, and in Sanders's suddenly cold voice, he introduced the situation in the cemetery. Again.

After listening to Brufen's explanation, Sanders didn't reply for a long time. After a while, he said, "Did you just say that there is a resting place inside?"

"A grave knight indeed said that." After Brufen explained, he continued: "Snaifa means that Sir Phantom is looking for a stable space outside, and then we will cooperate inside and outside to build a bridge..."

Before Brufen could finish speaking, Sanders interrupted him directly: "What are the shops in the resting place like?"

"It's a small wooden house with lights on. There is no door, but there is a door bar. The cloth above the door bar has the word "wine" in Abyssal language." Brufen frowned, described the bar, and then started talking. Turn: "Your Majesty Huan Mo, space jump..."

"What's the name of the owner of the bar?" Sanders interrupted him again.

Seeing Brufen's impatient expression, Angel immediately approached and said, "Teacher, the bar owner you're talking about refers to the woman inside? She didn't say her name, but the knight who is currently fighting Lord Snaffa once said Said she hates humans."

Sanders fell silent again.

Angel glanced at Brufen and continued: "Teacher, what do you think about Lord Snaffa's suggestion?"

"Don't worry about this. Just take care of yourself. I'll come right away." After saying that, Sanders cut off the call.

The red light on the essence and blood gradually dissipated.

Brufen rubbed his temples: "We haven't even planned a countermeasure yet. Is this the end?"

Angel also looked helpless.

Madeleine and Wifet returned to Doji Bill's back at this time. Nowadays, Snaifa and the knights are fighting in a dark way. The other knights and the army of bones are only skimming the battle and have not participated in the battle. If they stay in the center of the battle, they will cause trouble to Snaifa.

Moreover, they also noticed that Angel seemed to have contacted Sanders, so they returned just to inquire about the situation.

"Why is your face so ugly?" Madeleine looked at Brufen in confusion: "Did something happen to Sir Huan Mo too?"

"Nothing happened, it's just..." Brufen shook his head and recounted the previous conversation with Sanders.

After hearing this, Madeleine also looked puzzled. According to some of the rumors she had heard, Sanders shouldn't be a wizard of this style?

At this time, Wei Feite said: "His Majesty Huan Mo focused on asking about the resting place and the woman in the bar. I guess he knows something?"

Wifet's words made everyone think.

In fact, Angel also had this suspicion before. When they were not even sure that the woman was the bar owner, the instructor had already pointed out her identity, and something was obviously wrong.

Maybe he really knows this place?

But they have never heard of "resting place"?

While they were confused, the fighting at the scene continued. After Sinaifa activated her bloodline form, her combat power soared again.

Originally, she was cursed and her strength was less than one in ten, at most the level of a first-level true wizard. But even among true knowledge wizards, there is a gap in strength. Among peers, bloodline wizards are the most respected.

After Sinaifa's bloodline form broke out, although her strength was still limited due to the curse, its power was already comparable to the second-level true knowledge.

The strength of the knight on the opposite side is fixed at the level of second-level true knowledge, but it seems that they are on par with Sinafer at the moment.

However, with the passage of time and the attrition battle between the two sides, Snaifa began to show signs of fatigue.

In bloodline form, the energy she consumes will double, and it cannot be replenished in the abyss, which is her biggest disadvantage. The Great Sword Knight has always maintained at the same level without fluctuations. In addition, he is not shackled by the abyss, so the longer time passes, the greater his chances of victory.

After a while, blood stains appeared on Snaffa's body, her fatigue was obvious, and her successors were no longer enough.

Snaifa turned around, looked at Doji Bill, and asked Brufen with her eyes, how is Sanders doing?

Brufen didn't know how to answer, so in the end he could only show a wry smile.

Upon seeing this, Snaffa didn't know what Brufen meant, but she had already started thinking about a retreat plan in her heart.

"Sure enough, it is a foolish thing to put all your hopes on others."

Snaifa was not interested in fighting, and instead of confronting the knight head-on, she started to go around the bend, and secretly signaled Brufen to prepare to open the interdimensional tunnel.

Brufen sighed. He originally thought there was hope of escaping, but now it seems that hope is slim again.

Although he felt bitter in his heart, Brufen could only do it according to Snaifa's method.

Brufen arranged the casting materials, and when he was about to cast the spell, Snaffa sent another message.

"Release...Kruleye?!" Brufen looked over in surprise and shook his head violently: "No, there will be big trouble if we release it!"

Snaifa sneered: "I'm not someone who only suffers losses. You release it. If we can leave alive, I will apply to Lord Mengqi to give you a new living tentacle of the ancient evil god."

Brufen had a look of hesitation on his face.

"If we die here, Crueleye will also disappear with the broken alchemy workshop. It is better to release it at this time."

After hearing this, Brufen finally made up his mind.

He took a deep breath, and a door appeared out of thin air in front of him.

However, just as he was about to step through the door, a ray of light suddenly pierced the darkness and illuminated this eternally silent cemetery.

Brufen also paused in his steps and raised his head to look at the location of the light.

But a crack appeared in the sky, and the hazy sky outside could be vaguely seen through the crack.

When everyone was wondering where the crack came from, a figure jumped in from the crack.

The figure fell lightly and landed on top of a tombstone.

"The long-lost night is indeed the legendary resting place." A low and hoarse voice reached everyone's ears.

When Sinaifa looked over, his pupils shrank suddenly.

A black gentleman's suit, pure white lining, and exquisite short boots. There is also the iconic cane and the cape with a blood-red lining.

Even though his face was mostly obscured by the deliberately lowered brim of his hat, his attire alone revealed the identity of the visitor.

The famous God of War in the Southern Region!

"Master of Illusion" Sanders!

"You could have picked us up outside, but you ended up running in. It's really..." Brufen shook his head and lamented.

Angel, who was beside Brufen, was a little confused, but looking at the familiar figure, his tense heartstrings finally relaxed a little.

"What's going on? Why did you come in?" Snaffa raised her head and looked at the disappearing crack above her head, frowning: "Didn't Angel explain the situation here to you?"

Sanders took off his hat, revealing short gray-green curly hair and a handsome, mature face.

He did not answer Snaffa immediately, but glanced at the Frost Church not far away on the back of the huge white bear. Angel was standing at the door of the church.

Sanders sighed softly in his heart, and then looked at Snaffa: "You asked me why I came in?"

Sanders stepped down from the tombstone and walked step by step towards the center of the cemetery: "It's rare to encounter the legendary resting place, how could I miss it."

The legendary resting place? Whether it was Sinaifa or everyone else, they all showed doubts.

Snaffa was waiting to ask, but Sanders came to the center of the cemetery, looking at the bar with dim lights not far away, with a strange light shining in his eyes.

Sanders continued to take a step forward, but was blocked by a broken sword.

The person blocking the way was the giant sword knight who had fought with Snaifa before.

A low voice came from under the knight's helmet: "It is the boss's wish to eliminate the humans here. Since there is one more person, find Shuyuan www.zhaｏshuyuan.com You can also accompany the brigade to sleep here. .”

Powerful power, accompanied by cold light, burst out from the giant sword.

"Be careful!" Snaifa couldn't help shouting. After experiencing the previous hard battle, she knew very well that although this giant sword was broken, the power contained in it was no less than a high-level alchemical weapon! If combined with the knight's own huge power, it can even split the space!

Sanders looked at the huge sword in front of him, but took out the black cane in his hand and flicked it.

The giant sword was easily pushed to the other side.

That huge power was bound to the tip of the cane, and with a slight click, the power was transmitted through the earth. Instead, the armies of bones on the periphery were trapped into underground cracks one after another.

The dust is billowing, and one move can tell the difference.

"I heard that there are rules in the resting place. The resurrected witch will never refuse any door-to-door business." Sanders paused and walked to the door of the bar: "Am I right?"

"Balalaika."