"The realm of wind is the palace of Xisheng, the limit of distance, and the invisible strings that sense the context of the world..."
"As long as you blend into the wind, you will hear the whispers brought to you by the wind..."
"Hmph, but how can you, a humble human being, understand the grace of the wind?"
When Angel was in the center of countless auras, dodging the impact of thousands of weather conditions and feeling the roar of the storm, Fafnir's voice suddenly sounded in his mind.
The dusty memory has been erased from the seal of time——
Back in the days when he opened a shop in Rasudran.
As a wind-based abyss dragon, Fafnir always maintains the field of wind around him. Angel can always feel the flow of wind when he is beside Fafnir.
The initial indifference, then the joyful exploration, and then Fafnir's ruthless attack. This was Angel's first contact with the power of high-level wind, and also his most profound understanding.
Fafnir always used extremely cold words, degrading Angel's understanding of the true meaning of wind as worthless.
Angel himself did not have a high talent for the power of wind, so he only had a cursory understanding of it, and in the end his research on wind came to nothing.
Although, before Rasudelan fell, Fafnir once said: As a human, you are barely qualified to study the wind.
But Angel is not a wind wizard after all, and he is not very good at illusions. He has no time or energy to conduct cross-border research. So, he has been stranded until now.
Angel thought that what Fafnir said at that time was just his good intentions when leaving. But at this moment, when he was really surrounded by countless strong winds, he suddenly had a further understanding of the wind.
Of course, even if he has some understanding, it will not be of any help to Angel at the moment. Because he cannot become fat in one breath, and it will take at least a long journey to transform his understanding into applicable knowledge.
However, although insights cannot help the present, but... memories can bring Angel a great improvement in a short period of time.
The so-called memory is Angel's reappearance of the scene when he first opened the store.
I didn’t think much of it at the time, but now that I think about it, I realize that it was a huge fortune. As the top abyssal dragon, Fafnir inspires the field of wind all the time, and the field of wind is Fafnir.
Understanding the wind.
And this understanding includes all of Fafnir's understanding of the Wind Sequence.
Angel was very lucky. He was not the wind field he saw on the battlefield. The wind field had no ill intentions towards him, so he could leisurely be in the wind sequence that all wind wizards envied.
Listen to the whispers of the wind.
When he recalled the scene at that time, it was as if he was having a conversation with Fafnir at that time.
Whenever he was hit by Kraken's aura, Fafnir in his memory would sneer and pierce his heart with cold words.
Whenever he avoided the aura, Fafnir would calmly say: This is the basis. If you can't avoid it, you won't be able to see me.
In this way, Angel kept moving forward and dodging under Fafnir's sharp words.
As the noise in his ears gradually subsided, Angel found that he could really avoid many aura rings.
This is of course not the power given to him by the "auditory" Fafnir with just a few curse words, but a certain kind of power that Angel brought to him when he was talking to Fafnir and recalling the sequence of winds around Fafnir.
Comprehension bonus.
With this understanding, he seemed to have grasped the context of the wind.
Because of this, the closer he got to Kraken, the less likely he was to be struck by the aura.
However, this unique experience cannot last for too long, and if there is no opportunity of environment and pressure, it may never be realized again. After all, memories are just memories, not real existence.
But even if it only lasted for two or three seconds, Angel avoided many aura rings and finally arrived near Kraken at a very small cost.
At this time, he was less than ten meters away from Kraken's copper bell-like eyes.
But he couldn't get any closer.
Kraken was in a daze at the beginning, but now it has returned to normal. Not only did an aura begin to appear around its body, but a large number of invisible but sharp wind thorns also appeared. These "thorns" arranged by the wind blades were like
Like armor, it was densely covered in every inch of Kraken's body.
As long as Angel takes one step closer, he will inevitably receive a violent response from all the wind thorns.
Without the help of "memory" and without Fafnir's "teaching advice", if he touches the wind thorn, the final result will not be a simple minor injury.
But if he wants to control Kraken, he must touch him at close range. Ten meters is still far away.
"There are not many opportunities, maybe this is the only one." Looking at the huge squid so close, Angel made a decision in his heart: "If you don't want to miss it, it seems that you can only try this trick."
Angel didn't want to give up the hard-won opportunity, because next time he wanted to rely on "recklessness" to rush to Kraken's side, it might not be as easy as it is now.
Thinking of this, Angel took a deep breath, and before the surprise in Kraken's eyes disappeared, he suddenly opened his right eye.
The green lines surrounding his right eye began to vibrate after being nourished by the aura of the nightmare world, and countless symbols and structures surrounded his right eye.
In Kraken's eyes, Angel's right eye has now completely turned green.
Moreover, a breath that made his heart palpitate spread from his right eye.
Under the pressure of this aura, Kraken hesitated for a moment.
It was this brief stagnation that gave Angel the opportunity to cast a spell.
He directly released the mental fantasy model that he had already constructed in his thinking space through the spell casting channel.
Before, whether he faced Comella or Lobel, he used the most familiar fingertips to release the magic model.
But this time, the final outlet of his spellcasting channel is his right eye.
Because of the need to maintain the stability of magic power, the choice of casting channel is usually the most familiar position. Angel used to be on the fingers of his right hand. Firstly, he got used to it. Secondly, the green pattern on his right hand can add nightmare power. This time he rashly
There is a great possibility that changes in the system will lead to a decrease in the stability and success rates, and there may even be backlash if it fails.
But Angel decided to do it anyway.
Because he had tested before, turning on the green pattern in the right eye and using the right eye as the channel for casting spells would slightly increase the power of the illusion.
Even if it is only a "slight" improvement, as long as it succeeds, it will be the last straw that breaks the camel's back!
While Angel was trying his best to maintain the steady flow of magic power into his right eye, the entire misty battlefield illusion was suddenly shrouded in an extremely terrifying hurricane.
The wind and the remaining clouds have gone away.
A large amount of clouds and mist began to be blown away in the rhapsody of the hurricane.
Even though Ermi didn't send his thoughts, just by feeling the changes around him, Angel already understood that Harricon had finally taken action on the foggy battlefield.
Forcibly suppressing the irrelevant thoughts in his heart, he devoted all his energy to maintaining the "flood outlet" of his right eye.
He knew that victory or defeat depended on this blow.
When he went all out, there was no more wind in his ears, no more bubbles in his eyes, and only green lines remained in the whole world, growing ostentatiously, like green water plants in soft waves.
When the "water weed" spread to every part of the pupil, a light group floated up from the bottom of the water. Its light was very weak, but it illuminated the dark stagnant pool.
When the light group broke through the water of the stagnant pool, several soft green lines seemed to be summoned and gently wrapped the light group, causing the originally weak light to suddenly bloom with bright colors.
And this is the power of illusion enhanced by the right eye.
When the fantasy jumped out of Angel's right eye, penetrated Kraken's wind-spiked armor at an unparalleled speed, and rushed into its brow, Angel breathed a sigh of relief as if exhausted.
It worked.
Success at the last moment may be a bit dramatic. But it is not the case. Angel rarely uses his right eye to cast spells, which refers to combat situations. When he was settling in the ruins, in order to study the green lines in his right eye, he actually used it countless times.
I used my right eye to cast the spell, and because I cast the spell calmly and slowly, I never made a mistake.
It is precisely because of the accumulation at that time that we have the foundation for casting spells in battle today, otherwise everything is in vain. In terms of accumulation of strength, castles in the air sound very beautiful, but they will only appear in dreams.
When Xinhuan broke through the stagnation of space and entered the center of Kraken's eyebrows ten meters away, the expanding air bag above Kraken's head and the enchantingly dancing tentacles slowly stopped.
This means that Kraken has been controlled by illusions.
At this time, Angel finally moved his stiff body, and with the sound of "click", bursts of tearing pain and severe pain of bone dislocation surged in like a tide.
Even if he was as patient as Angel, he couldn't help but scream in pain.
After all, what seemed to him to be a minor injury was actually an absolute fatal injury to other apprentices.
After casting a healing spell on himself, Angel felt more comfortable, and then slowly came to Kraken's side, preparing to completely complete the last corner of the triangular structure of the illusion.
The surrounding clouds and fog were getting thinner and thinner, and the power of Harricon's hurricane had begun to show. But Angel no longer had much fear at this time, and faced the hunting wind, setting Kraken as the last corner.
The moment the fingertips fell, the entire foggy battlefield began to undergo earth-shaking changes.
The clouds and mist that had been blown away by the wind filled the air again. Even if Harrican tried his best, he could not disperse the coming clouds and mist this time.
Moreover, the clouds and mist are becoming more and more dense, and they are even thicker than before Harrican did not interfere.
To be continued...