Hyperdimensional Warlock

Chapter 1643 Angel in Red

With regard to Qi Li's matter, he has fulfilled Kanter's entrustment.

With Antonio around, the emotions shouldn't spread.But regarding the mood of aromaology, we can only wait until tomorrow when Kanter and Sang Ye discuss compensation, and see if the aromalogy alchemist can accept it.

Things were over here for a while, and Angel returned to the manor.The first thing he did after he came back was to enter the wilderness of dreams.

Before, he secretly used the dream conch to drag the house of heart into the wilderness of dreams, and now it's time to try it out.

In the secret room on the upper floor of the evil laboratory, Angel quietly looked at the house of heart on the table.

The appearance of this House of Heart is the same as the House of Heart seen in Sang Ye's hand before, and it is also filled with a faint atmosphere of illusion.Even if Angel doesn't need to experiment, he also understands that the House of Heart should be useful.

However, the House of Heart is useful, but whether it can work for Toby is still unknown.

Angel still needs to enter it and try it himself.

Angel did not hesitate, and directly activated the house of heart.Under a burst of faint red light, Angel only felt that his body was slightly weightless. When he woke up from the momentary trance, he had already stood in front of the House of Heart.

As before, at the end of the winding path is the House of Heart.

Before getting close, I already smelled the strong fragrance of flowers.This fragrance can relieve people's nervousness, but Angel himself is not nervous, so the floral fragrance has no effect on him.

He walked along this dark narrow path on both sides, and walked comfortably to the house of heart standing in the depths of darkness and chaos.

As he walked, the darkness on both sides of the path seemed to be stained by a halo, and his dark coat slowly faded away, revealing a vague outline.

"It's quite natural to have excessive illusions." Angel looked at the blurred outlines around him and commented softly.

Then, Angor continued to move forward.Not long after, his footsteps stopped.

Once again, he saw a black shadow flash past the window of the wooden house.

Is that the obsession in my heart?Angel thought to himself, with a trace of curiosity, he continued to move forward.As Angel got closer and closer to the House of Heart, the blurry outline around him gradually took shape.

The moment Angel stood at the door of the House of Heart, the environment in front of Angel changed completely.

He did not stand at the door of the wooden house, but came to a delicate wooden door.

The place where he was was no longer a winding path... Angel looked back, and it was a very gorgeously furnished corridor.As if in an instant, he came from outside to inside.

Angel looked at everything in front of him, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

He is actually no stranger to this corridor.This is the corridor on the second floor of Pat Manor, and the door in front of him is his own room when he lived in Pat Manor.

"Has the House of Heart simulated my room?" Angel stretched out his hand to touch the pattern on the door: "The touch is very realistic, it is because of the illusion of the relationship, it is deceiving my inner memory. Or put my Memory, extracted from the heart?"

Angor didn't think too much about this issue, because it wasn't his focus today.Angel pushed hard with his hand and pushed the door open.

As the door was pushed open, Angel thought he would see his obsession sitting inside, but he didn't.

It was empty and there was no one there.

Angel walked in, and the layout inside was exactly the same as his room.

Angel seemed to have really returned home. First, he sat down at the desk and looked through the past books.Then, wandering around the house for a while, finally came to the bedroom.

There is still no one in the bedroom, but there is one place that feels a little out of place.

It's the mirror next to the bed.

At first glance, there seems to be no problem with this standing mirror, but when Angel looked at it from a distance, he found that the bed in front of it was not reflected in the mirror, but a piece of darkness, like a dark door. door.

Looking at the standing mirror, Angel seemed to recall something, and his expression became slightly solemn.

"Could it be him?" Angel murmured softly, and walked slowly towards the mirror.

Just when he was about to touch the mirror, a voice sounded from behind him: "Are you sure you want to go there?"

The voice was slightly deep, but the voice was very familiar to Angel.He paused and looked back. At some point, there was another person at the door of his bedroom.

It was a man in a wine-red gentleman's suit. He was tall, fair-skinned, with golden hair and blue-sea eyes.

Handsome, noble, and elegant.

However, when Angel looked at him, he felt as if he was looking in a mirror.Because the person opposite is him, only the clothes are different, and the eyes are different.His eyes were even darker, as if reflecting the dark universe.

"Who are you?" Angle paused: "My obsession? Or, my obsession?"

"You can think so, don't you just want to see me here?" Angel in red said calmly.

"Then what is it?" Angel pointed to the mirror in the bedroom.

"You should have an answer in your heart, right? That's you too, but another you." Angel in red took a step back and sat on the sofa: "Are you sure you're going to face him now? You should know , he has surpassed the rules, and he may set his sights on you."

"Instead of trying to determine the unknown, why not come and talk to me." Angle in red paused, then pointed at the door: "Of course, you can leave at any time."

When seeing this scene, Angel had an answer in his heart.

Demons are not so easy to talk to, the person in front of him is definitely not a demon.

Just as he told Sang Ye, there is indeed no demon in his heart that can turn into a demon. The Angel in red in front of him is more likely to be a mixture of emotions, memories and obsessions.

Also because of the other party's identity, Angel could also guess why he blocked him.

However, Angel did not listen to his advice, and still walked towards the mirror.When he looked into the mirror, as he had guessed, he didn't see anyone, but the familiar darkness and the breath of the nightmare world that was about to rush out of the mirror.

Sure enough, in this mirror, it is related to... Sharapova.

Angel once had a dream that he saw another me in the mirror in his room.But it's not him in reality, but another me in the Nightmare Realm.

In the house of heart, this mirror surface was actually simulated.

Is it because this is the biggest hidden worry in his heart?
Angel didn't stay in front of the mirror much, even though it was just a mirror simulated by the House of Heart, but as his obsession said: the existence in the Nightmare Realm transcended the rules, and maybe he would really perceive him .And Angor is not yet ready to face the opponent head-on.

So, he backed out.

"It seems that you should have a choice. So, do you want to talk to me?" Angel in red was sitting on the sofa, holding a wine glass in his hand, but the transparent wine glass was not filled with wine, but Pure white liquid with a strong milky smell.

Angel shook his head, and went directly to the door: "No, you didn't plan to come out at first, so you know, there is no need for us to meet at all."

Since he didn't become a demon, Angel didn't care about this obsessive person at all.There is no need for him to talk to the other party, because he knows himself too well, and no one knows his emotions, desires and obsessions better than himself.

Angor in red smiled, raised the cup in his hand and nodded in Angor's direction, and his figure slowly disappeared.

(End of this chapter)