Two days later, Angel walked out of the nightmare.
He had been simulating skin transplantation through illusions in the nightmare realm for the past two days. He simulated it 50 times in total and failed 6 times. The failures were basically piled up on the first day. Because he was transplanting himself, he needed the help of magic power.
I used my own hands to assist, but there were some errors in the control, which caused the transplant to fail.
After summarizing the reasons for the failure, Angel's success rate immediately improved the next day. Except for some mistakes in the first game, which led to failure, everything else was a success.
This is a relatively high success rate for similar skin transplants. For other wizards who want to do skin transplants on themselves, the success rate is estimated to be 80%, which is already pretty good.
Because Angel is an alchemist and often controls magic hands. Although he is not familiar with it at first, his precise control is far superior to that of his peers. This is the reason why his success rate is higher.
With this success rate, Angel thought he could carry out the transplant, so he ended the illusion simulation and left the nightmare.
However, after Angel left the nightmare realm, he did not plan to perform a skin transplant immediately. Because just in the morning, his communicator received a message from the water-marked witch.
According to the water-marked witch, there is news from Wifet, and the water-marked witch also made an appointment with Angel to meet at Granny Nail's alchemy house in the afternoon.
This is also the reason why Angel deserted in the morning and the transplant failed.
It was almost time for the appointment, so Angel left the manor and walked towards the main city.
When Angel arrived at the Nail Alchemy House, he found that the water-marked witch Farina was already here, chatting and laughing with a burly man.
"Sorry, I'm late." Angel apologized.
Falina waved her hand: "There is still half an hour before the agreed time. Not only are you not late, you are also ahead of schedule. As for me, I actually came here yesterday."
Came here yesterday? Angel was startled.
Falina smiled softly: "Don't you think there's anything strange about coming to the Nail Alchemy House today?"
"Mother-in-law doesn't seem to be here?" Angel glanced at the counter in the distance. Normally, the mother-in-law would sit there, but at this time, it was Neha standing there.
Neha is a fragrant wood puppet made by Granny Nail.
"My mother-in-law is still discussing with the dean and the others in the R&D institute. She asked me to take care of the alchemy room on her behalf. I will come over and be the temporary shopkeeper. I can also pick up some materials and go back." Farina blinked and smiled.
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Angel nodded understandingly, thinking that Granny Nail should still be discussing with Dean Muse and the Beast Emperor regarding Mr. Ivo. This matter is related to the core of the R&D Institute, so there is no room for sloppiness.
After Falina finished speaking, she introduced the man sitting opposite to Angel: "His name is Len. Have you heard of his name?"
Len is a burly man, wearing a yellow sand-patterned wizard's robe, with short brown curly hair, and a scar that passes through his eyebrow bone on the left side of his face. He looks a bit sinister at first sight, but after he smiles, that sinister look is diluted.
The taste is somewhat refreshing.
Angel looked at Len, and the first thing he saw was not his face, but his shoulders.
Because on his shoulders, there was a pair of plush palms with pink nails hanging on the clothes. When Angel looked over, a small head slowly rose from behind Len.
But it was a miniature sand bear with black eyes that rolled around. When he saw Angel's gaze, he flashed a hint of fear and lowered his head again.
Angel withdrew his gaze, fixed his eyes on Len's face, smiled and nodded: "Of course I have heard that Mr. Len is known as the most fair wizard in the Southern Region."
What Angel said was not a lie. Len, nicknamed "The Bear of Kuangsand", came from Siddimosa. He was very popular in the wizarding world because of his fairness and loyalty.
Although it was the first time Angel met him today, he had heard of Len's name a long time ago. Back then, David took the music box refined by Angel to the auction on the ancient river beach. At that time, because of the auction
Someone mentioned the pirated Phantom Music Box online, and Len also defended Angel's music box.
Because of this, even though Angel had never met Len, he already had a favorable impression of him.
"I have heard of the name of the superdimensional wizard a long time ago, and I have always wanted to find an opportunity to visit. Now I can finally meet." Len smiled and shook hands with Angel.
After a while of greetings, everyone took their seats.
Although Angel had a good opinion of Len, he still had doubts in his heart, why was Len here?
After Falina sat down, she quickly clarified his doubts: "Weifeit contacted me before and said that he was in the most critical stage of the experiment and could not escape for the time being. He said that he would ask someone else to bring the lucky scroll.
, I didn’t expect it was Len who came.”
Len also responded at the right time: "Weifeit is indeed delayed by something and cannot come in person. He is actually very sorry. I happened to be coming to Sky Mechanical City and thought I could pay a visit to the famous super-dimensional wizard, so I came on his behalf.
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As he spoke, Len picked up the mini sand bear hanging on his shoulder and placed it on the table.
The little sand bear was also a little uncomfortable and shivering under the gaze of everyone.
"It's my friend Misha, he's a little shy." Len touched the little sand bear's head, and the warmth in his palm made the little guy calm down a little.
Then, Len moved his lips, and the little sand bear didn't know what he heard. He leaned forward slightly, opened his mouth, and spit out a small leather scroll from his mouth.
When the scroll comes into contact with the outside world, the scroll, which was originally only the size of a thumb, grows in the wind and becomes a normal size in an instant.
"There is a storage space in Misha's body." Len explained, and then handed the wrapped paper scroll to Angel: "This is the lucky scroll that Wifet asked me to bring, you might as well take a look.
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"Okay." Angel's eyes flashed brightly and he took the scroll.
This scroll was inconspicuous at first, but when Angel slowly unfolded it to reveal its true face, a strange rhythm filled the entire hall.
The Scroll of Luck is a special and rare magic-patterned leather scroll. Angel himself is proficient in enchanting, so his experience is even more profound.
There were no magic patterns on the roll of luck, but as the energy spread on the paper, countless geometric lines seemed to appear in front of Angel's eyes. They jumped out from the unfolded paper and from the flat surface.
It became three-dimensional and continuously extended, forming simple yet eye-catching patterns.
These minimalist geometric patterns formed a wonderful maze. At this time, a group of strange energy was shuttled through the maze, seemingly looking for an exit.
However, its shuttle is different from other maze puzzles.
Where it passes, the sharp corners become flat, and the sharp folds become rounded, just like smoothing out the edges of fate one by one, collapsing all the dangerous choices hidden in the darkness, leaving only a smooth and smooth path.
, leading directly to the final exit.
The moment it passed through the tunnel of the maze and walked out of the exit, in Angel's vision, all these lines were reunited and dropped from the three-dimensional space back to the plane.
A breeze that came from nowhere blew by, and everything before it disappeared.
The roll of luck was spread out flatly, nothing could be seen on it, only a bunch of hidden energy was flowing, silent and traceless.
"Is this the Scroll of Luck?" Angel murmured to himself, the scene just now was so shocking.
Originally, he thought that the Scroll of Luck also belonged to the category of magic patterns, and maybe he could imitate it. But now it seems that the depth of magic patterns is beyond his imagination. He clearly knew that it was a magic pattern, but he couldn't.
There is no trace at all. It seems like it is on another level, or another dimension.
Before reaching the corresponding height, let alone copying, I am afraid that I will not even understand its operating mechanism.