Seeing that Sanders didn't mention the time thief again, Angel breathed a sigh of relief.
"Teacher, Lord Wifet came here earlier and asked about the changes in the Kingdom of Evernight?" Angel asked.
Sanders nodded. Wifet also said before that he also asked Angel about this question, but Angel did not answer. Sanders also agreed with this question. Angel has always asked this question.
Answer, Wifet will definitely see the clues, and refusing to answer is the best choice.
"Looking at Mr. Wifet's reaction before, it seems that he is very satisfied with the instructor's answer." Angel asked doubtfully: "How did the instructor answer him?"
"What he wants to know is nothing more than two questions, whether the changes in the Eternal Night Kingdom will spread to West Mosa, and the inside story of the changes in the Eternal Night Kingdom."
The first problem will spread, and it will spread very quickly. The second problem is the nightmare world.
This is Sanders' answer. If you use too many qualifying words, Wifet may not believe it. If you directly present the most sensational but truthful facts, Wifitt will figure it out on his own.
As for Sanders stating that behind the Kingdom of Eternal Night is the "Nightmare Realm", this is actually quite normal.
Because several colorful dragonfly nests have been discovered in the wizarding world, and behind each nest there is a stable dimensional passage. Although there may not be a wizard who can reach the nightmare world through this passage without signposts, once discovered, as long as there is a prophetic wizard,
Go snoop, and there will always be clues that surface.
What's more, the answer "Nightmare Realm" is also in line with Lapuye's prediction in "Frost Moon Secret Journal"
More terrifying than the Demonic Shadow.
If the bottomless abyss is full of dangers and needs to be taken step by step, then the nightmare world is a nightmare from which one can never wake up. Once it sinks, it will completely turn into nothingness.
So far, the wizarding world in the entire southern region has not found any world that is more terrifying than the nightmare world.
With these two shocking answers, Wifitt did not think Sanders would lie. Although he was not really satisfied, the core content he wanted to know was already clear. As for the details that Sanders did not explain, Wifitt although
He was very curious, but Sanders was unwilling to say anything, and it was hard for him to continue asking.
After hearing what Sanders said, Angel also felt something in his heart.
Probably only Sanders had the confidence to answer like this. If it were him, even if every detail was told, Wifet might not buy it. This is the confidence brought by strong strength.
Something happened here.
The matter of Wifet has come to an end for the time being. Angel originally planned to take advantage of the lifting of the martial law in Castlevania to complete the sequel task of "Monument of Strange Rings" originally arranged by Sanders, but before Angel could start designing,
, and was called to the study by Sanders.
"You have now hit a big barrier, which means that you have to consider the witchcraft position." Sanders's eyes suddenly became a little dark: "When we were on Magic Island, I also talked to you.
Having said this, I wonder if you have made a decision yet?"
Sanders did mention witchcraft at first, but at that time Sanders was hesitant to say anything. Later, after Angel went to ask Flora, he determined that Sanders' unfinished words were actually about hoping for peace.
Geer can choose an original spell.
It's just that original techniques take a long time, and now that the Southern Territory is in a stormy situation, Sanders didn't mention it.
Angel nodded: "I haven't decided yet, but I already have a preference in my heart."
"Witchcraft is a very important thing. It's best to choose something that is useful to you. Illusion can be used, as can alchemy." Sanders paused and said, "Witchcraft must be taken into consideration."
It doesn't take much time to build a witchcraft position. Choosing which witchcraft is the most time-consuming is because it is related to Angel's future path.
After leaving Sanders' study, Angel returned to his room and fell into deep thought.
He himself actually prefers original techniques, but original techniques are not easy to construct. Angel thought for a moment and thought, how about relying on mysterious concrete objects to inspire him?
…
Critical forest, cross-layer communication place.
A petite figure flew out in a panic. As soon as she landed, she lay on the ground panting.
Turning back to look at the slightly ferocious space crack in mid-air, a hint of panic flashed in her eyes that were usually full of jealousy. This was probably the most dangerous time she had crossed layers so many times!
It was obviously just a cross-layer, and the distance between the space cracks was so short that it was almost negligible, but she encountered an unprecedented torrent of energy. At the right time, she was in the center of the space cracks, and the torrent almost carried her into the depths of darkness. If she hadn't used her...
After picking up a trump card, she was probably buried in the torrent at this time.
"Kuna's skin!" she muttered, her eyes filled with resentment.
Hundreds of years ago, she discovered a humanoid race in Loft World that was full of mysteries. He was extremely beautiful, and she couldn't stand anyone who looked better than her, even if he was a man.
So she captured him, peeled off his skin from head to tail, and then woven a shell for him out of toad skin.
It's a pity that although the man was full of mysteries, he was only a mortal after all. He couldn't adapt to the toad's skin and died within a few days.
Later she learned that the man was the last member of the Kuna tribe, an extremely precious race in Loft World.
After his death, the Kuna tribe became extinct.
And she also knew at that time that the skin of the Kuna tribe has the ability to stabilize space, and through special methods, it can be used as a protective object to travel through the planes.
Relying on the skin of the Kuna tribe, she never had any accidents when traveling through the planes. It can be said that the skin of the Kuna tribe is one of her trump cards!
But! But!
Just before, she was clearly just crossing a single layer of an abyss, just like a passage into the annexed world in the wizarding world. Logically speaking, there was no danger, but she encountered a torrent of energy!
That unexplained yet extremely powerful torrent of energy!
Even as a second-level true knowledge wizard, she seemed extremely small in the torrent of energy. She was like a tree blown up by its roots in a hurricane. Without the roots of the earth, she would be swept away by the hurricane at any time.
Far away, and finally completely losing his life.
In that extremely critical situation, she had to use her trump card, the Skin of the Cavern, to use its ability to stabilize space to protect herself from the endless torrent.
It was a short journey for a wizard, and for a wizard of true knowledge like her, it could be traveled in the blink of an eye.
However, in her feeling, there is no longer road than this one.
Every step she took, the cave skin that protected her was washed away by the torrent and was full of holes.
At the last step, seeing the exit right in front of us, the magnitude of the energy torrent suddenly became larger and more ferocious, and the skin of the cave was completely destroyed in an instant.
At the moment before the cave skin was destroyed, she used a forbidden technique to barely get out of the cross-layer crack, and finally landed smoothly in the critical forest.
And that forbidden technique made her completely exhausted and unable to move at this moment.
However, compared to the side effects caused by the forbidden technique, her heartache was deeper, especially when she watched the skin of the cave being blown apart, how could she feel better?
This is probably the most dangerous thing she has encountered in the past hundred years, and the biggest loss at the same time!
After calming down from the panic, she looked at the crack in the air and felt itchy with hatred. If this incident was man-made, she would probably wipe the other person completely from the world at any cost, not even leaving his soul behind.
Scum. But such a powerful torrent of energy cannot be controlled by anyone. If you put the blame for everything, you can only say that you are unlucky.
The anger and frustration in her chest had nowhere to vent, and she couldn't help but scream.
The harsh and sharp sound pierced the sky and echoed in the empty critical forest.
After a while, she breathed heavily, with hatred flashing in her eyes: "Fortunately, there are people guarding the fortress nearby to let me vent my anger, and no one can stop me..."
Only destruction, only dismemberment, only grafting can comfort her loss!
She had already begun to imagine in her mind what method of torturing people would make her feel happy? Turning men into women? Let those young children who think they are cold and pure have their faces transplanted with men's whips? Put the blood of the goat devil
Inject it into their bodies?
All kinds of "wonderful thoughts" echoed in her mind.
However, she only wandered happily in her thoughts for less than half a minute when the ground suddenly began to shake.
Her brows furrowed, displeasure flashed in her eyes.
What's going on? Is there an earthquake? She pushed up her tired body and stood up. The shadows of the surrounding trees kept shaking, and the lightly dancing branches and leaves seemed to be dancing, which made her very unhappy.
.
The stones on the ground kept jumping up and down, making clanging sounds.
At first, she thought she had encountered an earthquake, but as the shaking became stronger and stronger, the shadows of the surrounding trees even became blurred, and the earth suddenly cracked open.
The crack created a huge pit.
At the same time, a huge aura emerged from the deep pit underground.
By this time, she already felt vaguely that something was wrong. It was not an earthquake!
The inexplicable heart palpitations made her feel chills running down her spine.
The matter was far from over. The previous deep pit suddenly erupted with fiery red magma, which instantly ignited a piece of dead wood. And, with the sound of "clang, clang, clang, clang", a giant hand covered with magma reached out from the deep pit.
Come out and grab the edge!
Looking at the giant hand that looked like a Titan, disbelief flashed in her eyes.
At the same time, a legend suddenly came to mind
She once found an ancient sacrificial scroll on an altar in the Blackwater Basin. The ancient scroll recorded a legend. According to legend, an ancient demon slept deep in the critical forest on the third floor of the abyss.
This ancient demon used magma as its bed and slept for thousands of years.
No one dares to disturb it, because this is a demon lord who once fell from his throne!
Its name is "Manjimone".
As she thought about it, the owner of the "giant hand" finally poked his head out. Even if it was just a head, it was like a mountain.