The Wizard World

The potions used as apprentices were fine, but now the potions that can also affect the spiritual power of wizards have a world of difference in value. Both the sobriety potion and the calming potion are only potions used by apprentices. He had barely prepared a bottle of calming potion before. Although he used a substitute, it had no effect at all after drinking it. Huge gap.

He sat quietly for a while, but couldn't find any good solution for a while. The final problem was that his own resources were too few.

"It's no wonder that so many wizards can only rely on water to grind slowly. There are hundreds of years that have remained at the original level everywhere. It turns out that the speed of promotion after the wizard is promoted is really too slow. I guess those wizards who have improved very fast, It should be a forcible promotion by concentrating a large amount of resources together. Then why can the ancient wizards quickly improve and become stronger, and communicate with countless unknown worlds?"

He was lost in thought.

Whether it's Liliana's mentor at the academy that Ram mentioned, or those wizards who are hundreds of years old that they have encountered before, it seems that it is difficult to improve without resources.

The exercise of mental power to become stronger actually depends entirely on the biological exercise itself, which is why the strength will stagnate forever after being energyized. Without the body, the mental power cannot be strengthened and grown. Naturally, there is no way to go further.

The level of a wizard is almost entirely based on the level of witchcraft release, and the release of a witchcraft requires the corresponding mental power to be done in one go. So mental power basically represents the actual level of a wizard.

Angelet thought about it for a while, but he didn't come to any useful conclusions. However, he secretly made up his mind to explore the ruins of wizards in ancient times if he had the opportunity.

The so-called relics now, including the small island he had been to before, are only the relics thousands of years ago. As for the real ancient ruins, it is estimated that it is barely possible to find them only in the wider underground world, or in the depths of the remote and mysterious sea of ​​endless gems.

Remove the black cloth covering the crystal lamp.

Angelet stretched out his right hand, and a meat bag quickly arched from his shoulder on the slightly silvery skin. The meat bag quickly moved to the palm of his hand, and then the skin slowly split open, revealing a bunch of black keys inside.

Take this bunch of keys.

Angelet stretched out his index finger and tapped lightly on the silver key ring.

With a hiss, the key ring suddenly lit up with a white halo.

"Prepare to collect the hallucination model generation mechanism." Angelet muttered silently.

The preparations for the collection of the first hallucination mechanism are complete. , the chip sends feedback immediately.

Angelet's eyes narrowed slightly. The hand holding the key shook suddenly.

Wow~~~

The key made a crisp sound.

Angelet closed his eyes, his palms feeling hot.

When I opened my eyes again.

It was dark all around.

He was still sitting on the chair where *Qihang text* was, but the surrounding environment became invisible.

Angelet could feel that in this darkness, he seemed to be the only light source.

Woo~~~

A low growl like a leopard came faintly from all directions.

Angelet stood up vigilantly, three streaks of silver metal slowly appeared on his cheeks. His eyes instantly glowed with blue fluorescence, and countless dots and lines flowed quickly through them, faintly emitting a bright blue halo in the darkness.

He suddenly took a step forward.

Snapped!

The sound of crisp footsteps continued to spread and echo rapidly in the darkness.

in the dark. With Angelet as the center, a red spot of light, like countless opened eyes, quickly spread in all directions. Like infection and pollution.

The red light spots spread rapidly on the ground until they reached the extreme distance where the edge could not be seen.

laugh! !

A trace of blood suddenly appeared on Angelet's right arm, and the scarlet blood slowly flowed down the skin.

"The first stage?" Angelet narrowed his eyes slightly, and slowly raised his left hand, the hallucination imprint on his palm was black and shiny.

laugh!

Another soft sound came from behind Angelet.

Snapped!

The imprint on the palm of the hand blocks the incoming attack. An unusually hot feeling came from the imprint immediately.

One of the red eyes on the ground went out immediately.

Chi Chi Chi~~~!

In an instant, a series of piercing sounds rushed towards Angelet one after another. A whining growl also sounded in the darkness.

A series of black lines kept surrounding *Qingyi Erya* and stabbed Angelet quickly, but every time he blocked it with the hallucination mark of his left hand at an extremely fast speed.

Soon, as time went by, there were fewer and fewer red eyes on the ground.

Snapped!

After the last crisp sound, Angelet fell into darkness again.

He was panting heavily, sweat pooled together along his forehead and temples, and dripped from his chin. There were bloodstains all over his body and face. After taking a few deep breaths, he closed his eyes again.

snapped open.

He has sat back on the original chair.

The surrounding environment has not changed in the slightest. But everything, tables, chandeliers, rugs, bookshelves and so on, everything, including walls and floors.

They are all slowly aging.

At a speed visible to the naked eye, everything is rapidly becoming extremely old.

The mahogany tabletop was quickly covered with a layer of white ash, and the color changed from dark red to light red. Some tiny cracks emerge at the edges.

The crystal light of the crystal lamp became weaker and weaker, and gradually dimmed completely.

The carpet, floor, and ceiling gradually changed from smooth and flat to rough and dull.

Angelet sat on the chair, his expression unchanged. ——,

"Phase Two" He raised his right hand.

The pale silver skin that was originally smooth and even was slowly becoming dull and dull. A trace of wrinkles slowly emerged, accompanied by some black and brown age spots.

"This time, I will never fall here again!" A stern look appeared on Angelet's face.

He stood up slowly, raised his left hand suddenly, and grabbed the palm upward.

"Medis! Murphylia!!" He shouted loudly.

The hallucination imprint on the palm of the hand suddenly burst into a black halo. A chaotic noise instantly filled the entire room.

The halo formed a ball of black light, and there seemed to be something struggling to get out of it.

Time passed by every minute and every second. Wrinkles gradually appeared on Angelet's face, and crow's feet stretched out from the corners of his eyes. The whole person also looked slightly stooped. But he still held his left hand high, maintaining the black ball of light.

I do not know how long it has been.

hiss! !

The sphere of light was finally torn apart.

A huge creature slowly crawled out of the black halo.

The body of a woman, the wings of a giant eagle, and a long snake tail.

The banshee was covered with black metal-like scales, and she kept spitting out long red snake letters, making a hissing sound like a snake. The seven or eight-meter-long body seemed to have no bones, slowly entangled and crawled on Angelet's body.

Angelet stretched out his hand and gently stroked the head of the Socrates giant eagle banshee, and the aging skin on his body immediately began to return to its original shape.

The banshee's golden animal pupils narrowed slightly, and her long black snake tail surrounded Angelet in a circle and coiled in the center.

The Socra Giant Eagle Banshee, her face is extremely delicate and beautiful, but her skin is black and metallic, with a cold and hard luster. The hair is a tuft of black tentacles that are constantly twisting and moving. No hands, just a pair of black eagle wings covered with steely black feathers.

Hiss~~~

The banshee hissed in joy, her naked upper body was tightly wrapped around Angelet, like a pet.

Ange raised his left arm, and the banshee's body shrank rapidly, turning into a strange snake more than one meter long, wrapped around her left arm. He leaned affectionately on Angelet's left shoulder.

"It's finally a complete success." A smile slowly appeared on Angelet's face.

He walked away from the table slowly, stood in front of the window, and gently pushed open the glass window.

There are still forests and lakes outside the window. But the sky was pale yellow like dusk. Everything was stained with a layer of yellow and twilight.

The outside world doesn't seem to have any vitality. Dead and quiet.

"Is this the hallucinatory world that the key led me into? Or, is it the world that the last blood of the Socrates giant hawk banshee uses the characteristics of the key to finally open?" Angelet murmured in a low voice.

"Tell me, where is this place?" He looked sideways at the banshee on his left shoulder.

"Hiss Nightmare" the banshee responded intermittently.

"Nightmare World?" Angelet was taken aback for a moment, and he suddenly realized that what he was walking on now seemed to be the path of ancient wizards * Qi Sail Text *.

During this period of time, he continued to test the mutated hallucination imprint on his palm, as well as the weird bunch of keys. Through the external testing of the chip and the principle of the black box, I gradually mastered the method of using the key to enhance the hallucination mark on the hand. Although I don't know the principle, the method has been tested.

And when the imprint was strengthened to a qualitative change, the result turned out to be like this. He thought it was just a hallucination at first, but he didn't expect

"So, I was probably drawn into the nightmare world as a person of the blood of the Socrates eagle banshee." Angelet's thoughts circulated in his mind, and he quickly sorted out all the possibilities.

Legend has it that the Socrates giant eagle banshee has the ability to drag creatures into the fantasy world, but no one knows that their so-called fantasy world is actually the legendary nightmare world.

Disordered, weird, mysterious, and powerful like a nightmare, the Nightmare World belongs to one of the countless mysterious worlds in ancient times. It is definitely one of the worlds that ancient wizards came into contact with the most.

So far, there are still many bloodlines of the creatures in the nightmare world circulating in the gem sea.

None of this is illusory.

Angelet gently stroked the Snake on his left arm. The hallucinatory imprint in the palm of the hand slowly transmitted a stream of information, all about the inheritance knowledge of entering and exiting the world. This is the inheritance of the Socrates giant eagle banshee, or the inheritance left in this world.

"Let's go back first. This is really not something that I can get involved in now." Angelet knew that even the ancient wizards were cautious when entering other worlds. After all, different worlds have different laws and regulations. Maybe there will be some creatures with strange attack methods that cannot be defended, and there are not a few high-level wizards who have fallen because of this.

Angelet raised his left hand and pressed the palm mark forward.

Boom! ! A circle of translucent ripples swayed from the palm of his hand.

He suddenly stood up from the seat, and finally found that he had completely returned to reality.

A bright and smooth metal mirror suddenly appeared in front of "Nightmare World" Angelet.

The reflection in the mirror reflected his present face. The original blue eyes have completely turned into golden vertical pupils, which are the same vertical pupils as the giant eagle banshee.

"I really didn't expect that." Angelet raised his hand and looked at the imprint on his palm. The imaginary imprint seemed to become even darker. Like a black crack in the palm of your hand, leading to an unknown dark place.