The Wizard World

Countless dirt and grass splashed, mixed with a lot of red flesh and blood. For a moment, everyone was blocked from sight by the mud rising all over the sky.

The minced meat with grass clippings from the black soil is scattered everywhere like raindrops. After more than ten seconds, it calmed down, the sky had completely returned to its original state, the giant hand disappeared, and the black cloud completely dissipated in just two seconds, as if it had never appeared before.

The sky was still clear and cloudless.

Only on the ground, which was originally a small hill, left a huge giant palm print. Everything is squashed.

Carriages, living people, war horses, military flags, no exceptions.

Click!

A crisp sound spread throughout the battlefield.

The diamond-shaped crystal on Nicole's chest suddenly shattered, turning into white powder and dispersing in the wind.

She was silent for a while, and looked around the entire battlefield. He raised his right hand violently.

"Surrender without killing!!"

"Surrender without killing!!!" Her echo echoed faintly on the battlefield.

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In the stone room, the near-substantial air finally slowly resumed its flow.

Angelet took a deep breath and watched the circular light curtain on the table slowly dim. Finally disappeared completely.

The three of Morian withdrew their hands at the same time, and the three hands that had been fused together quickly melted and separated.

"It's almost resolved." Milan breathed a sigh of relief. "It's okay, Sester."

Sester's complexion on one side was slightly pale, as if he had been a little exhausted.

"It doesn't matter, a decisive blow should solve the problem. As long as my body eats some more worm meat, it will recover soon." He blinked a few times at Angelet who was on the side.

The latter shrugged helplessly.

The joint blow of the three of them made him truly see the terrifying power of the inherited witch array.

He had once heard of Weiwei's inheritance witch formation, which was the gravitational witch formation that Heine tried to let him destroy. He didn't care much about this kind of thing. I didn't expect to be able to take an ordinary and slightly stronger wizard. increased to a terrifying level.

This undoubtedly shocked him.

"Green, you have never seen the teacher's gravitational witch array, which pulls the earth. It achieves an extremely powerful effect. If you spread and let go of the energy influence like us, it is estimated that it can defeat the ground of several kilometers, and it will not be like ours. It’s the same loss of power. A random blow can destroy anything within a few kilometers. Whether it’s an army or a wizard, as long as they don’t reach his level, they will be killed in seconds. With the support of the wizard formation, the teacher once defeated it easily by himself. There are two huge legions of more than 100,000 people." Morian explained with a smile. The kilometers in his mouth, according to the measurement of the wizard, are slightly longer than the kilometers of the earth.

"Really?" Angelet took a deep breath to relax. He only now knows that these traditional big forces. Where is the root of the real support for survival.

In addition to the intricate interpersonal relationships, the existence of this inherited witch formation is the most fundamental and powerful tool for maintaining the ruling class. No matter how the ruling class resists. How to enslave. It is impossible for the public to overthrow this level of terror. It is estimated that this is also the key to the fact that the world does not constantly innovate and establish new systems like the earth.

"Okay, we have to take a good rest. Green, you can do whatever you want." Morian saw Angelet's shock. He didn't say much, closed his eyes, and recovered his body quietly like the other two.

Angelet stood up, gave a slight salute to the three of them, and then turned around and left the stone gate.

The stone door behind him was closed, and there was a red stone passage in front of him. The warm air was constantly rolling in the passage, and the surrounding was peaceful, except for the faint sound of magma rolling from the ground.

But Angelet's face couldn't completely calm down.

"Inherited witch formation, there is a huge gap between having and not having it...I should be glad that I have never met such a wizard with inherited witch formation..."

He straightened his robe and strode towards the accommodation area.

In the entire ruins, there were only the four of them, and Weiwei was still far away on the front line. There was a small battle in two days, and a big battle in three days. She must be in charge at any time. Suppress the forces of the White City Alliance and the Black Earth Party. Can't get away at all.

Angelet returned to his room, climbed up the wooden ladder, got into the room, and then lowered the stone door of the room.

He has to think carefully about the direction of his future life.

Going to the desk and sitting down, Angelet took out a piece of blank parchment and a quill, and put the ink bottle aside. Gently took the white feather pen and dipped it in ink.

Then lightly draw a dot, a black dot, on the parchment paper.

"This represents me. So..." He drew a line around the dot. Write at the end of the line: Heine, Wuwangdian, Chase. "This is one aspect."

Then he drew a second line on the dot. At the end of the line, write: Black Witch Tower, Black Earth Party, Yuanneng Hand War Mire.

On the third line, write on the back: Nightmare World.

Angelet put away his pen and fell into deep thought.

Now he, on the surface, is the son of the elder of Yuanneng Hand, who offended the Black Soil Party and hid at home.

In fact, secretly, he is an internal elite of the Black Witch Tower, and he also has a certain foundation and stronghold in the nightmare world. It's just that once He Yin's affairs are found out secretly, he will have to face the pursuit of one of the witch king's halls. It can be said that because of Heine, he was directly involved in a huge trouble.

As for this trouble, unless he abandons everything and hides in the nightmare world and never comes out, sooner or later the people in the Witch King Palace will find out about his problem.

He didn't believe that the King of Shadows wouldn't have a high-level prophecy master, and if he became restless in the future, the other party would definitely find some clues. For a true prophecy master, if he wants to grasp and track down the information of a low-level object, as long as he has a beginning, it will only be a matter of time consumption.

"I handled it well when I was in the black abyss. As long as you keep quiet, there shouldn't be any problems." Angelet recalled all the information that was exposed before and after, and felt a little relieved.

Originally, he just wanted to live slowly so that he would have time to explore the depths of the nightmare world, or collect other bloodlines to refine, but he didn't expect it to be because of Hai Yin's problem. Suddenly there was such a big trouble.

Pick up the parchment. Chi's flame burned it to ashes. Angelet threw the ashes into a trash can beside him.

Only then did he stand up and lightly press the imprint of the musical notes on his chest with his right hand.

A red light flashed. Angelet disappeared immediately.

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Nightmare World, Loch Ness. On the barren brown mud ground, a black figure slowly emerged, standing firmly by the lake.

The bright sun shone on the man's shoulder-length hair. Reflects the blood red luster.

"It's pretty accurate, only a dozen meters away." Nodding in satisfaction.

Angelet looked at the villa not far away, with a soft smile on his face, and strode over.

As soon as he entered the range of the villa's defensive formation, a slim figure threw himself into Angelet's arms with a scent of fragrance.

"Uncle! Where have you been? Why haven't you come back for so long?" The girl Felia hugged Angelet's waist coquettishly. "Did you bring me something delicious? If you don't, I won't forgive you!"

"Of course I did. Why didn't you bring something good for my beautiful and lovely little Felia?" Angelet took out a cylindrical vial from his sleeve as if by magic. Colorful granulated sugar. Give it a little shake. With a rattling sound, he casually handed the vial to Feria.

The girl was wearing a black silk dress and pantyhose, with a white lace jacket over it. He also wore a white round cap on his head. She looked like an aristocratic young lady from Angelet's previous life on Earth.

If you add a small lace sun umbrella, it will be more perfect.

Angelet gently pinched Riveria's fat little face. It feels a lot like jelly when squeezed. The ice is cold, very elastic, and fleshy.

"Tired of being alone these days?" He walked directly to the hall of the villa, and Folia was hanging on him like a koala.

"I'm planting flowers and reading books by myself, and then there's nothing else to do..." Fulia replied helplessly, "Uncle, you closed the magic circle, and I can't even get out."

"Okay, it's already this big, don't hang on to me." Angelet tore Felia off his body. Raising his right hand, the fiery red figure of a phoenix suddenly emerged from the back of his hand.

"Go and drink Phoenix." Angelet tossed the Phoenix lightly.

The fiery red bird jumped down and landed on Felia's hat. The girl was so startled that she yelled loudly, stretched out her hand to tease the phoenix, one person and one bird made a fuss.

Angelet shook his head slightly, and walked into the hall. This time, he really confirmed his method of positioning and teleporting into the nightmare world. In the future, he doesn't have to worry about being too far away and not being able to return to the villa in time.

Sitting on the sofa, he began to check the messages on his nails one by one.

His training progress is similar to that of ordinary wizards, and the speed is not fast. The chip can't help him much in this regard. Only gradually.

The only difference is that the chip can give him a solution to break through the bottleneck at critical times.

Angelet slowly checked the messages on the fingernails one by one.

Suddenly his face darkened slightly, the secret imprint on his right thumb, a pure black swan figure, had completely faded away.

"Cruz...you are the head of my personnel department..." Over the years, he, the deputy head, has also made a good friendship with the head of the department.

Now the secret imprint is dimmed, which means...

Angelet tapped lightly on the black swan.

A black light flew out immediately, landed on the table in front of him, and turned into a piece of black leather paper with a short text message on it.

"Dear Vice Minister Green, please come to Mermaid Song to attend Minister Cruz's funeral before October 20th. On July 13th, Minister Cruz attempted to attack the third-level wizard level, but unfortunately failed and passed away."

Angelet also knew that many wizards were stuck at the second level, either because of previous hidden injuries, or because they were too old, or their potential was exhausted. But more often, it is because of practicing unsuitable meditation methods, getting twice the result with half the effort, and wasting limited potential on the wrong path. Because of this, many wizards fail to attack each year, or are seriously injured, or die.

Unexpectedly, Cruz also came to this end. Recalling the past ten years of working together, I can't help feeling a little bit emotional.

Continue to view others, and there is a message from Lott. He failed in the attack, and his level fell by half. He chose to go back to his hometown, and maybe he would never see each other again. Before leaving, no one announced the farewell, but simply sent a message to Angelet and other friends.

Luo Te was one of the three people who joined Yuan Neng Hand with Ming Gula back then. It's a pity that it also ended up like this.

Angelet sighed slightly, and put away all the marks. This is the fate of other wizards.

Fortunately, he is lucky to have a chip, so he can know his chances of success at critical moments and give improvement plans. Otherwise, maybe one day, he will come to this step sooner or later. After all, his soul aptitude can only be regarded as average.