Hyperdimensional Warlock

Chapter 2650
The story Angor told was completely recreated after the results were known, reversed, and a relatively reasonable logic chain was found.If you really want to pick out the flaws, there must be some, because people's thinking is multi-linear, and it is actually relatively difficult to find order in the chaos in time.

However, if you don't consider these deep-seated issues, and simply look at it from the outside and the inside, Angel's inference can be established.

Moreover, the final effect was even better than Angel imagined.

Not only did Sisia believe in Angel, but she also made up some of her own imagination, telling the truth about Margaret and the wise man at the time... and Sisia's imagination is very likely to be true.

This actually corroborated Angel's conjecture that the Master of the Wise must know about Margaret and Augustine, and even helped them meet secretly behind the scenes.

Even Dodolo's inspiration - "a wise man is not stupid", also points to this wise man.

Therefore, it is basically certain that the wise man must know the existence of that wall, and also know that it is the secret place left by Augustine.However, it is a bit hard to say whether the wise man has ever entered.

Angel preferred the wise man and never went in, because the refining of the key might not be difficult for the wise man, but the alchemy omen was not so easy.

However, even if the wise man did go in, Angel didn't care.He seems to be exploring the wall of the present world, but in fact his real goal is the wall of the nightmare world.

But now the problem has come back to the original point. Even if it understands that the wise man is the key, it knows many secrets, but how to make him speak is still an unsolved problem.

After pondering for a moment to no avail, Angel turned his gaze to Sisia again.

Although Sisia always said not to use her name to show off, Sisia also made it clear just now that the identity of the wise man was comparable to her identity at that time.In other words, Sisia was definitely not a small person at the time, and even the master level had to be careful with her special status, otherwise Sisia would not be able to get in touch with Margaret so easily.

For so many years, the wise man has been helping Sicia to pay attention to the movements of the outsiders. From this point, it can be seen that it has never treated Sicia slowly.

Therefore, if you really want the wise man to speak, you not only need to find the wood spirit, but you also need Sisia to help you.

Thinking of this, Angel said, "Miss Cicia, would you like to know the ending of your two best friends?"

Cicia replied subconsciously: "Of course I want to know."

Her only two human friends are naturally very concerned.

"Why are you asking me this question? Don't you know?"

"Of course I don't know." Angel: "However, since Miss Cicia also wants to know their final outcome, she is actually on the same path as us. Because the only one who knows all the truth now is the wise man."

Sisia frowned: "So? You still want me to ask the wise man for you? Or, in my name, to let the wise man speak?"

Cicia shook her head: "Even if I agree, a wise man will never tell you."

"Do you think I haven't asked the wise man about the two of them all these years? Every time the wise man comes over, I will ask, but it has never given me any answer. So, it is useless for you to ask me."

Angel: "It is reasonable to say that although your two close friends are very special, they are not that special. But the wise master did not answer your questions about them at all. Isn't there more clues in this?" ?”

After Angel finished speaking, the air suddenly sank.

After a while, Cicia spoke softly.

"How can I not understand what you're saying?" Sisia sat on the throne, her eyes hidden in the shadow of her hair, and the emotions revealed between the light and shadow were full of helplessness.

"It's just, what can I do? My consciousness can't even leave this platform. All my news about the outside world can only be transmitted by the wise man... Ten thousand years of time, long and lonely days, the only thing I can do , can only think things in a good direction.”

Cicia curled up her feet, buried her head in her knees, her voice was low and she was depressed.

Angel could probably guess the unspeakable words that Sicia hid in his words.

In the past, Sisia and the wise master may have been on the same level, but after being transformed into a box, Sicia's status has not only plummeted, but she can do nothing and knows nothing about the outside world.

Only the wise master can help her obtain information from the outside world.

Therefore, even if Sisia knew that the Master of the Wise must know the whereabouts of Margaret and Augustine, she couldn't force the Master of the Wise to answer.In the end, it is very likely that even this last channel of communication with the outside world will disappear.

Therefore, there is only one thing Sisia can do: pray silently in the dark, hoping that things will develop in a good direction.

Feeling the sadness from Sisia, Angel suddenly understood Sisia a little bit at this moment.Ten thousand years is just a number to Angel, but it is a real experience to Sicia.

She once said that Margaret was a bird in a cage, but now she is not a bird in a cage?Moreover, she may be in a worse situation than what Margaret encountered. This box is not only her body, but also a cage, which has trapped her for thousands of years.

Angel used to complain about Sisia's IQ drop. In fact, thinking about it now, it is not easy for Sisia to maintain a normal thinking in ten thousand years.

Thinking of this, Angel's voice became softer unconsciously: "You can't do it because you are limited in the range of movement, and there is no way to solve this for the time being. But now that we are here, we can do it for you. "

Sisia looked up at Angel and chuckled lightly: "What can you do? You might not even be able to find the wood spirit. How do you let the wise man speak?"

Angel said with a serious face: "I can't guarantee it for others, but I can definitely do it."

"Just you? Why?"

Angel replied solemnly: "Of course it's because I'm a genius."

Cicia rolled her eyes, too lazy to answer such unnutritious nonsense.

Angel continued: "Do you think it was accidental that I was able to get the source fire and find the person who worshiped the source? Don't you feel surprised that I can let you meet Popota, and it's in your box?" ? Few people can understand the alchemy blueprint of the secret key, but I do understand it and refine it. Is this also a coincidence?"

"I said I can do it, I can do it."

Angel's words were not so sonorous or loud, but just plain and straightforward.But Cicia somehow sensed the self-confidence hidden deep in Angel's heart.

This kind of self-confidence is not absurd, nor is it groundless for no reason. It is more like a different kind of power, which comes from the power in Angel's heart.

This is an indescribable feeling, but it has a strange touch on Sisia.

A young man less than 20 years old is burning with bright self-confidence like the scorching sun.

The long-lost "juvenile spirit", like a gust of burning fire, swept into Sisia's perennially lonely heart.

She was silent for a moment, then turned her head and said, "Who do you think you are?"

"I don't think I am who I am, but why can't I do it?" Angel asked back, his eyes still bright as before.

Cicia was silent for a longer time this time, and after a while, he said, "What are you going to do?"

Although Cicia didn't say anything, Angel understood that she could barely be regarded as "conspiracy".

"I hope that Miss Cicia can tell me in detail everything about the ruler of the wise."

Cicia: "Yes, but what I say can only be based on the content of the oath that is not restricted."

Angel: "I understand that."

Cicia: "And then? After telling you about it, what are you going to do?"

Angel touched his chin and said in an innocent tone: "Well... I haven't thought about it yet, let's talk about it when the time comes."

Sisia was speechless for a while: "..." She really met a ghost, and then she ignited with the so-called scorching sun.Look, the cold water is directly poured on the top, which is icy cold.

Angel: "Don't look at me with such a mournful expression, I really haven't thought about it. At least, I have to catch the wood spirit first, and then slowly think about the next thing."

Cicia snorted coldly: "Then I'd like to see how soon you can find the wood spirit."

Angel is very confident: "Soon."

Cicia didn't answer, and continued: "Are you going to listen to what the wise man dictates now?"

Angor: "This can wait until you meet Popota. However, before meeting Popota, I have a question for you."

Cicia didn't care anymore at this time, and waved: "Ask."

"If I ask you to meet with the wise master, will you have a way to ask the answer from him?"

Cicia wondered: "What do you mean? You still plan to let the wise master come to me?"

Angel smiled meaningfully: "You will understand this question after you go to see Bobota."

"Now, is Miss Cicia still tired? If not, it's time to see Popota. He probably has been waiting for a long time. Although as a junior, it is normal to wait for your ancestor, but the first meeting after thousands of years , do you wish to leave a bad impression on Popota?"

Sisia was still a little timid and hesitant at first, but after hearing Angel's words, she couldn't help but cast a sideways glance at him: "My ancestor is a witch! I'm not much older than you according to my age before transformation! "

"When I was an ordinary person, I wasn't much younger than I am now when I became an official wizard. Let me think about it, I'm only small..."

"To shut up!"

Angel: "According to your logic, you still tell me to shut up. It's really hard to understand."

Sisia gritted her teeth, clenched her fists, and a distorted voice came out from between her teeth: "I don't want to argue with you now, tell me, how should I see Popota, where is he now?"

Angel smiled brightly:
"Oh, in a dream."

……

When Sisia stepped onto the bridge of dreams, Angel's incomparable words seemed to echo in her ears: Bobota, he is in a dream~
Sisia held back her desire to erupt, looked at the long-lost dream bridge, and frowned: "This is indeed a dream bridge, but it seems to be a little different from the past. Could it be that we really met each other in a dream? Ann Geer or the Wizard of Dreams?"

If it's really a dream, it's not a good thing.

Although the dream wizards were not well-known ten thousand years ago, they were very famous for creating various traps to trap other people in their dreams.

Among them, there are many stories about dream wizards who lure each other into the bait by creating the enemy's intimate lover in their dreams.

Cicia didn't want to see the so-called "Bobota", a false person created by Angel in his dream.

Cicia really wanted to quit Mengqiao now, but after thinking about it, she finally held back.

Since the box was transformed, the soul could no longer perceive it. Since then, Sisia has never dreamed again, and even said that she has never really fallen asleep.The so-called dormancy in her mouth is just closing her eyes and letting go of her thoughts, imagining herself in a world of nothingness to pass the time... Although she opened her eyes, it was actually nothingness.

Therefore, when she fell into the dream again and saw the long-lost Dream Bridge, Sisia still hesitated.

"Even if it's a dream, let me see how far you can go..."

Thinking of this, Sisia stopped hesitating and walked forward step by step until the figure disappeared into the dream gate with dim light...

……

Cicia had already been in the Wilderness of Dreams for 10 minutes at this time.

In other words, I spent 10 minutes in a very simple cramped room in the Wilderness of Dreams.

During these 10 minutes, she just repeatedly touched her body, as well as the tactile sensations of various materials on the walls, tables, and floors.

This kind of real touch has never been felt by Sisia since the box was transformed.

"Am I dreaming?" Sisia put her palms together and rubbed against each other. The soft touch seemed to return to ten thousand years ago.

"Yes, I'm just dreaming! This is a dream created by Angel!" Sisia quickly realized.

But after that, the doubts in Sisia's heart became even worse: Can the wizard of dreams ten thousand years later be able to create dreams to such an extent?This level can no longer be described as 'realistic', on the contrary, it seems to be real.

What happened in the end?
After 10 minutes, Cicia finally moved, and she was going to ask Angel about it.

Since Angel is the Wizard of Dreams, he must be here too.Maybe he was still watching him in the dark.

Thinking of this, Sisia pushed open the door of this narrow room.

Outside the room is a corridor.

The corridor is very bright, not candle lighting, but the sunlight from outside the window, bringing natural and comfortable brightness.

Sisia walked to the window step by step. When the sun shone on her body, the warmth she had felt for so many years suddenly met unexpectedly.

Looking at the garden outside the window, and the shadows of buildings bathed in sunlight in the distance... Even though Sisia knew that these were all "fake", she just felt like crying for no reason.

Crying, this is also a long-lost feeling, the nose is sore, the eye sockets are wet... It turns out that the feeling of crying is so obvious.When she was alive, she never realized this emotion carefully.

Cicia stood in front of the window for a long time, she really wanted to jump out of the window and embrace the long-lost blue sky outside.

But, she held back.

"Angel must be looking at himself. You can't do this, you can't do this. You will be laughed at, you will be laughed at. You must be calm, calm." Sisia kept repeating this sentence in her heart.

In the end, under the influence of self-esteem, Sisia suppressed the desire of her heart - the urge to jump out of the window, instead, she left the window and walked towards the depths of the corridor.

There was only one corridor, and she could even see the open brown wooden door at the end of the road, and the red hanging curtain on the edge of the door frame.

Have curtains?It should be the lobby, right?

Then, Angor should be there?

With these doubts, Sisia continued to move forward.Soon, she came to the door at the end of the corridor.

However, when Cicia passed through the gate, she didn't see Angel, but a... familiar figure.

(End of this chapter)