Hyperdimensional Warlock

Chapter 1864 Becomes Real
After the tree spirit left, Angel used illusion to cover the lush trees again, then pushed open the gate of the ruins and walked in.

Looking at the dark corridor ahead, Angel showed a thoughtful expression.

For some reason, he always felt like he forgot something?Is it an illusion, or did he really miss something?
While thinking about it, Angel walked towards the dark corridor.

Da da da footsteps sounded in the dark and narrow space, and the floating echoes gave people the illusion that many people were walking together.

However, Angel didn't pay attention to the horrifying echo, but kept muttering in a low voice, "What's missing?"

While An Geer was murmuring repeatedly, a pair of iron boots suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

Angel raised his head and looked at the owner of the iron boots—the knight armor deliberately placed in a human shape.

When he saw the knight armor, Angel's right eye jumped: he remembered what he forgot, about the knight armor, he forgot to ask the tree spirit!

There is nothing wrong with the knight's armor itself, but there are broken magic patterns on the armor... These magic patterns are special magic patterns for alchemy.

These mageweaves are well worth asking the Dryad.

"Alchemy magic pattern?" Angel pondered for a moment: "Could it be that this knight armor was left by the first owner of the ruins?"

After all, alchemy magic patterns are not something ordinary magic pattern warlocks know.Tizarlo is not an alchemist either, and it is very likely that he was left by the creator of the ruins.

"Should I go back and ask Lord Tree Spirit now?" Angel thought for a moment, and finally shook his head.

It's not a big deal, but it's a bit of a fuss to go to the tree spirit continuously just for a trivial matter.

Moreover, since this knight is placed in such a conspicuous position, the tree spirit should also know that he didn't specifically mention it, so there shouldn't be any problem.

Angel is still going to let it go for a while, and ask the tree spirit the next time he sees it.

Although there is nothing wrong with the knight armor, the broken magic pattern on it is a bit strange.

Angel thought for a while, then hooked his fingers lightly, and a magical hand made of light smoky blue appeared in front of him.

He was going to take the knight armor back to his study to study the broken magic patterns on it carefully.

He always felt that there might be some secret hidden in these magic patterns.

Perhaps, these secrets were not even discovered by His Excellency Rhine and others who inspected the ruins in the past, because after all, this is a broken magic pattern, and there have been no alchemists in the barbaric cave for a long time, so it is normal for them not to notice.

Holding the knight's armor with his magic hand, Angel walked deep, and soon disappeared from the dark corridor...

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The study room on the second floor is empty and quiet.

Angel placed the knight armor in human form and stood aside.

However, he didn't study the broken magic pattern on the armor immediately, and he didn't plan to find the so-called hidden room immediately, but planned to continue to settle himself first, and then talk about other things in his spare time.

Anyway, so many years have passed, if there is a hidden room, it will not make any difference whether it is discovered early or late.

Thinking of this, Angel no longer paid attention to the outside world, but picked up the letter and slowly settled in the research of the green pattern.

Time flies by.

Only when the pendulum in the clock began to swing from side to side and made a "dang dang" sound did Angel recover from his buried head.

Angel glanced at the time. Fifteen hours had passed, and it was nine o'clock at night.

Putting down the pen in his hand, Angel stretched, found a comfortable position, and leaned quietly on the chair.

He intends to take a trip into the wilderness of dreams.

When drowsiness pulled him into the black and sweet vortex, he suddenly remembered Tizarlo's complaint on the study door: "I don't need a bedroom, but I want a study where no one can disturb me."

Angel felt that the study and the bedroom did not conflict, it was just an extra bed anyway.

He will often enter the wilderness of dreams in the future, and if there is a bed in the study, he will sleep more comfortably.

With this thought in mind, Angel crossed the Dream Bridge and landed in Chuxin City.

The place where he appeared was at the top of the Sky Tower, Frode's office.At this time, Floyd was sitting at the table, recording something with a pen.

Frode didn't notice Angel's arrival until he heard footsteps, and quickly stood up to salute.

Angel waved his hand nonchalantly, motioning for Frode to sit down, and he sat on the sofa opposite Frode: "You should remember what the mentor told you yesterday, right? You have the power to choose." ?"

Sanders needs Floyd to integrate new capabilities to obtain more data information.As for what powers to integrate, Sanders gave Frode some time to think.

Angel chose to come in at this time because he also wanted to hear Frode's opinion.After all, any power has a profound impact on the wilderness of dreams.

Speaking of authority, Frode's expression immediately became solemn, and he nodded to Angel: "My lord, I have already thought about it."

"A decision has been made? Then what power do you plan to choose?" Angel was also curious about what power Frode would choose.

Frode didn't speak immediately, but stood up and came to the window.

Through the transparent window, one can clearly see Chuxin City under the darkness of night.

"My lord, I've been thinking about what kind of power I want these past two days." Frode said, "It's too much power, I'm sure I can't control it, and maybe it's giving back to the earth like a change in the sky."

"Excluding the large-scale powers, among the small-scale powers, what powers can I master and make the Wilderness of Dreams develop rapidly? I have thought about it for a long time, but I still have no answer."

"Until I stood here and saw this scene."

Frode overlooked the brilliant lights of Chuxin City from the window, and a trace of tenderness flashed in his eyes.Chuxin City was established by him, and he personally planned and grew it. He has endless expectations for Chuxin City.

Just like a father, silently watching Chuxincheng grow up.

At present, Chuxin City is developing very well. From a bird's eye view, it can be seen that even in the dark, it is still so prosperous, like a prosperous city that never sleeps.

But as one of the founders of the city, Flood knows all too well that these are actually superficial magnificence.On the dark side of Chuxin City, there are various undercurrents and uneasiness.

The residents of the Dream Realm seem to be singing and talking happily and living an active life, but there are too many abnormal things in this world. It looks like a beautiful utopia, but no matter how beautiful the appearance is, it will give people an illusion of unreality.

And this unreal illusion may eventually turn into a kind of panic, spreading to every dream resident who lives here but doesn't know the truth.

"I never thought about building Chuxin City into a carefree utopia, but I want this world to become more real."

"So, the power I want is to lean in this direction."

(End of this chapter)