Grea touched Toby who was hanging on her shoulder and said to Sanders: "As soon as Angel came back last night, he handed Toby to me and went into seclusion himself, saying that he was going to be transplanted and transformed.
Soft insect skin."
At this point, Greya looked back at the wall clock. The time pointed to twelve noon: "According to time, it should be over, right?"
Last night? Sanders was stunned for a moment, walked slowly to the wall clock, stared at the time for a while, then turned around and sat on the sofa.
Greya glanced at Sanders in confusion: "What, you have something to do with him?"
Sanders nodded: "There is indeed something we need to discuss with him."
However, Sanders did not say what the specific matter was. As an outsider, it was difficult for Grea to pursue the question, and the topic seemed to have ended here. Grea wanted to say some other topics to make the atmosphere less awkward, but Sanders
Des barely spoke, and no matter how she tried to find a topic, Sanders only answered with an occasional "hmm".
She persisted in this dull atmosphere for ten minutes, and then she didn't want to continue anymore.
Although it's OK to be cold to cold faces, it's not necessary.
Greya was about to find an excuse to leave, but at this moment, Sanders suddenly said: "Don't you feel tired when you are like this?"
This meaningless statement made Greya look puzzled: "How am I? Tired? I'm not tired, or do you mean... tired? After watching the drama Shadow Box, I was indeed a little tired.
.”
As Greya spoke, she looked at Sanders. She found that although Sanders was speaking to her, his eyes did not look at her. He seemed to be looking at another person behind him through her.
Gloria turned her head suspiciously.
There was no one behind him, only a decorative iron stand and a mechanical wall clock with a copper pendulum.
"Are you talking to me?" Greya asked.
Sanders' eyes were still looking behind her quietly. After two full minutes, Greya heard a rustling sound coming from behind.
Is there really someone behind you? Greya was startled and looked back in surprise.
In front of the mechanical wall clock on the wall, ripples like water waves suddenly spread out. These ripples stirred up the silent air.
Greya narrowed her eyes and whispered: "Illusion..."
Right in front of the mechanical wall clock is a ball of illusion.
When did there actually be an illusion behind her, and she didn't notice it yet? While Greya was reflecting on herself, her eyes were attracted by the thing behind the illusion.
Behind the illusion, what is revealed is a mechanical wall clock. However, this time the mechanical wall clock does not have glass.
Obviously, the illusion just now was to create a fake glass to cover up the inside of the wall clock.
But why should the inside of a wall clock be covered up? Greya's eyes finally fixed on the minute hand on the wall clock that suddenly stopped rotating. After she stared at it for a long time, the minute hand seemed to feel embarrassed and slowly appeared.
Variety.
I saw the slender minute hand floating out from the dial, completing its first transformation in the air, turning into a pure white feather. After swinging melodiously in the air for a few times, it landed on the elevated table. When the feather stopped
At that time, a second transformation occurred, transforming from a feather into a young man wearing a white dress.
At first, the young man was only the size of a palm, but in the blink of an eye, it grew larger and elongated countless times, becoming the normal size.
The blond and blue-eyed young man sat on the shelf, avoiding Grea's inquiring eyes, and said to Sanders with some embarrassment: "Teacher, good afternoon. Well... Actually, you won't be tired if you get used to it."
This person is none other than Angel.
"So, you've always been installing the pointer there?" Greya said coldly, narrowing her eyes.
Angel smiled coquettishly: "I just want to try out the deformation technique."
Greya gave Angel a cold look: "You have many ways to experiment with spells, so you came here specifically to mess with me, right?"
Angel quickly waved his hand: "No, I actually just came."
"You just came?" Greya looked unbelieving.
Angel hesitated for a moment: "It came during the second half of the movie when you were watching the play Shadow Box. At that time, you were complaining about the lack of texture of the scarecrow, so you didn't notice me."
Greya recalled that at that time, she was completely focused on complaining about the drama, and indeed she did not notice anyone else.
Moreover, even if someone really comes and goes, the housekeeper will find out. She did relax her vigilance at that time.
Greya said coldly: "Thankfully, I was just watching the drama shadow box at the time. If I were doing other things, such as changing clothes..."
Angel looked confused: "???" Who would change clothes in the hall?
"It's just that you turned into a pointer. I can still recognize the transformation technique. However, you also specially added a layer of illusion to cover up your whereabouts. Who knows what evil things you plan to do." Greia sternly accused her.
, the words changed suddenly: "Of course, I don't have to care about it, but the premise is..."
Greya stretched out her hand and touched the box in her palm.
The hint of Greya's movements couldn't be more obvious. Angel immediately understood it and said: "I also watched "The Bloody Nightmare of Toy Island" just now. There is indeed something wrong. So, I will follow this story
The veins, refining a new one."
Greya nodded with satisfaction, gave a "you are very sensible" look, and then turned and walked outside: "Your instructor should be looking for you if he has something to do, so I won't interrupt him and go to train Toby. But, you
You can’t forget what you promised.”
Gloria took advantage and immediately started walking.
After Greia left, Sanders said: "It seems that your transformation technique is very successful."
The introduction to Transfiguration is: You can be as small as a mosquito or as big as a Titan.
But in fact, there are not many people who can transform themselves into a person as small as a mosquito. The transformation skills used by most wizards can basically only make them as small as the Kula Kuka clan.
Today, Angel has just transplanted his skin and is able to change to the size of a minute hand, which has reached the upper limit of most wizards' transformation skills. This shows that his transformation skills are successful.
"The change in the pointer just now is the limit of your shrinkage?"
Angel nodded: "This is the limit now."
What limits the upper limit of transformation is the quality of energy and the skin of the soft-morphing insect. Angel's answer is "for now", which means that when his energy becomes deeper and deeper in the future, the limit will increase accordingly. By then, it will change to
The size of the sand grains can also be expected.
However, Angel didn't care whether there were grains of sand or not for the time being. He would be satisfied if he could become small enough to enter the tidal realm.
"Then what's the limit to how big you can get?"
"I haven't tested it yet, but it should be able to grow to five or six meters high?" Angel estimated.
"Transfiguration is very important to wizards, and its applications are ever-changing, so it's best to conduct a detailed test." Sanders paused: "However, you only need to know the transformation technique in your mind. I came to you for another reason."
thing."
Under Angel's gaze, Sanders said slowly: "Not long ago, I saw Len."
…
Wilderness of Dreams, City of Beginning Heart.
On the top floor of the Sky Tower, this is Froud's office, but he has his head lowered now, looking cautious. Even the movements of writing and recording are very gentle, for fear of disturbing the person opposite him.
"Master of Illusions" Sanders.
Even though Sanders didn't have special abilities in the Wilderness of Dreams like he did in reality, he just sat there with a powerful aura that couldn't be underestimated.
Sanders, at this time, was holding a booklet and reading it carefully.
This booklet is called "Investigation Report of the Strange Incident Team" and was also compiled by Froude. It is a supplement to "Observation Records of the Wilderness of Dreams".
All the sources in the report were provided by the "Strange Events Team". The Strange Events Team was a special team established by Froud to collect and record some strange things that occurred in the Wilderness of Dreams.
The reason why Froud set up the Abnormality Team to search for these abnormal records was to find the power that Angel accidentally escaped when he merged with the subject of the Nightmare Realm.
However, the Strange Events Team has been established for a long time, and most of the abnormal records provided were criticized by him as rumors.
Even if there are some that are not rumors, it is still difficult to verify them. At least, Froud has not found anything related to the escaped power so far.
Today, Frode originally planned to finish his official business first, and then go to meet with Jon to discuss and perfect the plan for the new city that Angel had given him.
However, what Froude didn't expect was that before he could finish his official business, Sanders suddenly arrived.
Facing the God of War in the Southern Territory, Froud was trembling in his heart. No matter what request Sanders made, he did not dare to refuse. Therefore, when Sanders said he wanted to read the "Investigation Report of the Foreign Affairs Team", he also
Handed it over.
But after handing it over, Froud felt a little regretful.
It's not that he doesn't want Sanders to see it, it's just the abnormal things recorded in the "Investigation Report of the Extraordinary Affairs Team". Many of them are family affairs, and there are even some weird gossip incidents. With Sanders' style, it's very interesting to see
Will you be angry at these fragmentary bloody incidents?
When Froud was frightened, he discovered that Sanders did not have any emotional ups and downs on his expression, but really looked like he was reading a masterpiece by a famous writer, flipping through it carefully.
An hour flew by in a flash.
Sanders finally put down the "Investigation Report of the Extraordinary Affairs Team". He thought for a moment, looked at Froude and asked: "Besides these, are there any other reports?"
Froude shook his head: "No more. All the abnormal events investigated by the incident team are here."
After a pause, Froud asked cautiously: "Can I ask, sir, what are you looking for?"
Sanders frowned slightly: "This is the report you listed. What are you asking me to find?"
Froud was stunned for a moment: "Your Excellency, you are saying that we are looking for that escaped power?"