Hyperdimensional Warlock

Chapter 252
Polisa, Angor had never heard of this name, but since Jing Ji deliberately mentioned it, it must be at least a wizard-level power.

Angel took out a portrait from the wooden basket, and slowly opened it under Jingji's gesture.

In the portrait is a short-haired man, dressed in a strange metal armor, standing in midair with an indifferent face.The background is a city full of mechanical fantasy elements.

"This is Guardian No. 37 of the Majestic Plane Mechanical Port, the Copper Rust Guard." Jing Ji said: "The stern type, but unfortunately it's just a half-soul golem."

Angel continued to open the next portrait, still a handsome man, Jing Ji said with a nympho: "This is the staff holder of Hurricane Tower, he has a nice voice and good looks, but unfortunately he likes men. "

The next picture is still a man, and Jing Ji continued to comment: "The Platinum Envoy of the sparse and dense plane, unfortunately, has already had an owner."

Angel didn't expect much from the following picture, and continued to open it with a cold expression.

A redheaded man.

Jing Ji: "This is Bogula from Sky Machinery City, unfortunately he is a pervert."

Still a redheaded man.

Jing Ji: "This is Xiu Yisi from the Guman Kingdom, tsk tsk, he looks quite handsome, but unfortunately his temper is too violent."

Hughes?Angel carefully looked at the man in the portrait, the red hair against the wind formed a strong contrast with the black and gold cloak fluttering.

"Have you heard of Xiuyisi?" Jingji asked suspiciously.

Angel nodded: "I've seen him before, and it seems that he came to my hometown... the Old Earth Continent for a wanted warrant."

"A wanted warrant? I think it was for the purpose of catching Stained Blood Shadow. That little girl stole the national treasure of Guman Kingdom—the Scarlet Kingship, and there was a lot of trouble a while ago." Jing Ji said casually.

Angel had no impression of Huyce, but Moro once said that this person has a famous temper in the southern region.It's about the same as Jingji's review.

Moving on to the next picture, Angel didn't even want to look at it, but Jing Ji was urging him, so he could only turn back perfunctorily.

"This is Mudiko, the king of the night, but his personality is too dark."

"This is the law enforcer of the extreme sect Far East Conquest Society, but unfortunately he is dead now."

"This is what Gandalf the Holy Light Walker looked like when he was young. It's a pity that he didn't take good care of him, and he is old now."

Each picture shows a handsome man, but no matter how good-looking she is, Jing Ji has a "but" for everyone.

Angor even found a portrait of Sanders inside. Although Jing Ji was shy, she still said a but: "Sanders does fit all the fantasies in my heart, but unfortunately he is too indifferent."

After viewing all the portraits, Jing Ji concluded: "Although these people have more or less shortcomings, these shortcomings have also made them. For example, although Bogula is very perverted, if he is not perverted, he will have ordinary looks. Although Mudiko is dark and prey, but also created his melancholy beauty."

After Jing Ji summed it up, she smiled at Angel and said, "How about it, can you integrate all these people into the illusion?"

Angor's face showed misery. These people are all big men who have lived for thousands of years. If he wantonly used the illusionist Jing Ji to lust, if he was discovered by himself, he would be miserable.

Angor wanted to beat his chest and cry at this moment, he was really tired to ask such silly words as "can we use a real person".

"My lord, if there are too many people, there will be aesthetic fatigue. Otherwise, just build the mentor alone. I am familiar with the image of the mentor, and the constructed one should be more realistic. Others can see it from the portrait. Talent is the truth. Hehe." Angor doesn't care about "selling teachers for glory" now. From what Angor understands, Sanders probably sneers when he knows this, but for others, he doesn't care at all. Can not guess.

"Aesthetic fatigue? What the hell is that? What I want is the feeling I get from the Phantom of the Banquet. Of course, I want to be surrounded by beauties and surrounded by stars!" Jing Ji's face showed impatience: "That's all. It's settled, you get all these people into the illusion for my old lady, if it's not real, do it again, until I'm satisfied!"

"But I've only seen their portraits, and the portraits can't express anything..." Angel said bitterly.

"Are you questioning Polisa's painting skills?" Jing Ji raised her eyebrows.

Angel didn't even know who Polisa was, but he absolutely couldn't admit to such a thing, so he quickly waved his hands and shook his head.

But Jing Ji suddenly paused at this moment: "That's right, Polisa is still studying oil painting in the mortal school. She hasn't graduated after taking the exam for ten consecutive years. It's normal that she didn't grasp the essence."

In the sleeve, Angel's fist clenched violently: he thought Jing Ji was just a nympho, but he didn't expect her personality to be so bad!He wants to cry so much!

Although he felt aggrieved, Angel still had an expectant expression on the surface: "Is that..." Can we stop drawing these big figures?
Jing Ji thought for a moment: "Well, let me relax a little bit during the inspection, and allow you to reset the character settings. The truth is necessary. It's best to be like that floating island, which can arouse more emotions in me. Also Yes, the texture must be the same as Journey to the Sky, otherwise I will refuse."

Angel wept silently in his heart.After all, we still have to build everything.

"That's it, it's settled. Send it to me when you're done." After Jingji finished speaking, she began to issue the order to evict the guests.

With Jing Ji's attitude of not being able to refuse, Angel didn't dare to complain at all, and could only comfort himself. He regarded it as practicing illusion. Useful!

Angel took the wooden basket full of portraits, and was sent out by Jing Ji with a sad face.

Fortunately, Jing Ji had a heart, and directly teleported him to the mirror world, saving the cost of taking the teleportation array...

The above is the impact Angel received during this hour.

On the way home, Angel's expression was in a trance, all the "vulgarity" and "quality" appeared in his mind, can the two be balanced?
"Maybe we can ask for help from the omnipotent holographic tablet..." Angel thought weakly, but he still had no idea in his mind. Earth culture shouldn't have such a thing, right?However, Angel may not know that vulgarity and quality are actually the difference between pornography and pornography.In the literary and artistic circle of the earth, it has long been played by various bigwigs to new heights.Literati who engage in literature, if they don’t write something big, they don’t seem to be a literati. Even a work of a well-known literary award on the earth, if it is not because of winning the award, there should not be too much vulgar content in it. This film has played with vulgarity and texture to a certain level. If men and women do not hug each other into a gossip shape, there is no sense of beauty.

Angel sighed and went home.

The wall clock on the wall showed that the time was ten o'clock in the morning, and there were more than four hours before the airship took off.Angel intends to put aside the troubles caused by Jing Ji for the time being, and think about it after returning from the Twilight Well. Anyway, Jing Ji didn't give a time limit.

It happened to be free today, so Angel decided not to eat dry food, and went outside to eat something.

When going out to eat meat, Toby is naturally indispensable.Angel came to the attic, ready to ask Toby to go out together, but the attic was empty, and there was no sign of Toby, and the music box was gone.

Angel frowned, went to see that unknown partner again?When he left in the morning, he told Toby not to go out today, why did he leave again?
It seemed that it was imperative to have a heart-to-heart talk with Toby, at least he had to confirm what that partner was really up to.

Since Toby was not there, Angel could only go alone.

The place Angor went to was the Butterfly Bar, where the honey-milk barbecue was really delicious. Now that he has a huge sum of money, he doesn't care about the little consumption anymore.

After dinner, it was almost noon when Angel returned home, but Toby still didn't come back.

Angel sighed, came to the yard, and meditated quietly.

The breeze lingered with the scent of mistletoe. Angel meditated for about an hour before he heard the familiar fluttering sound from the distant mountains and forests.

Angel opened his eyes and looked towards the woods on the other side of the river.

I saw a pale green figure cut through the sky, gliding towards Angor's small courtyard at an extremely fast speed.

It wasn't until Toby stopped on the mistletoe branch that Angel realized that his clothes had changed into a branch outfit that he had never seen before.The soft green branches and tendrils were skillfully woven into a dress, and there were silk and velvet tassels dangling on the grass blade ring.

Angel did not question Toby's whereabouts, but urged: "Why did you come back so late? Hurry up and get some clothes, we have to leave, or we won't be able to make it in time."

Toby was still a little apprehensive at first, but when he heard that Angel's words didn't mean any reprimand, he regained his lively temper, and quickly went into the attic to look for a change of clothes.

A quarter of an hour later, Angel brought Toby to the Prome Alchemy Shop.

Because the Milk Baron's reputation is too "prominent", in order not to be recognized, Angel stuffed Toby into the chest bag of the inner lining. From the outside, only a small head was left, and he looked left and right curiously. Look.

"Angel, this way!" Far away, Angel saw David waving to him.

Hearing David's yell, Promi also came out of the shop, nodding to him with a smile.

"Sorry, I'm late." Angel apologized to Promi, but the latter waved his hand indifferently.

Promi: "Let's go, there's not enough time."

……

The port where the airship is located is in Windmill Town.

Angel didn't notice it when he came here. There is a huge hole on the other side of Windmill Town, which is connected to the pit where the mirror is.The airship stopped right next to the hole.

There is a cliff at one end of the hole, and if the airship wants to go out, it will be lifted vertically from the deep pit.

After more than half a year, Angel left the underground world for the first time.Angor leaned on the railing of the deck, blowing the wind and looking at the familiar plateau and the familiar ground fissures. They were here at the beginning, and they jumped into the abyss with Niss, and came into contact with the real wizarding world for the first time.

Even though it was only a few months, Angel looked at the still barren Pamiji Plateau, and felt as if it was a lifetime away.

(End of this chapter)