Hyperdimensional Warlock

Chapter 319
"I'll give you five years. If you can produce 300 million magic crystals within five years, then you can take him away." Lydia said.

For a promising alchemist, 300 million magic crystals is not an unattainable number.As for the five-year time limit, it was just a motivation for him to move forward.The conditions given by Lydia obviously combined various factors and did not really embarrass him.

Therefore, Angel agreed without hesitation.

"Then I'll wait for you here, and I hope you will do what you say." After Lydia finished speaking, she flew into the air leisurely.

Angel took out Toby from his pocket, and said softly, "You wait for me outside, I'll be back soon."

Toby howled a few words in dissatisfaction, then flew out of the mist first, and waved his wings to Angor, the meaning was obvious, and he didn't want to be left alone.

Angel also didn't want Toby to stay outside. Although Lord Jingji and Lord Tree Spirit were there, there was no guarantee that Lydia would do anything.After thinking about it, Angel asked Sanders, "Mentor? Can Toby go in?"

After a long time, Sanders sent a message: "I don't know. But there should be no danger by your side."

After getting this answer, Angel felt a little relieved, and then waved to Toby, letting him stand on his shoulder.With Toby around, if he encounters a parasitized mutant, its reaction speed is much faster than Angel's, which can buy him more time to deal with it.

One person, one bird, walked slowly into the dense fog like this.

Seeing Angel's figure disappearing into the fog, Jing Ji said to the tree spirit beside him, "Aren't you going to follow him in?"

The tree spirit shook his head: "Not to mention whether Sanders is willing to let me in, I don't want to go in either."

"Why?" Jing Ji wondered.

The tree spirit smiled brightly: "Because I am very optimistic about Angel. His growth potential should not be consumed in his infancy. If I go in, although I will not help him, I will not have any worries psychologically, and I will be very happy." It’s hard to make him grow up.”

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The fog filled the air, and the visibility to the naked eye was less than a hand.With a strange mood, Angel slowly walked into this foggy city that seemed to be abandoned by time.

It was early morning in the inner world of the earth. After the catastrophe of Night Demon City, the street lamps were not turned on, so not only was it foggy but also pitch black.He could only rely on his mental power to touch his hands, tried his best to distinguish the surrounding terrain, and stepped into the city gate in the dark.

In the dark mist where you can't reach your fingers, it is inevitable that people will think of malicious ghosts, especially this dark mist full of parasitic lunatics. Just thinking about it, there are lunatics peeping in the dark, it will be creepy.

The above are just the thoughts of ordinary people, and it was also what Angel was worried about.But when he went deep into the fog, he was surprised to find that the things he was worried about did not happen.

His mood was peaceful, without any fear, and even vaguely joyful.

This is very wrong.Angel knew that something was wrong, but the joyful mood still couldn't stop coming out. The darkness seemed to be unable to stop the wild horse running wild in his heart, using this mist as his mind to gallop on the green grassland.

Angelming knew that there would be no danger in the next step, but he still walked very slowly, very slowly.It's like an old man toddling, or a babbling baby.

It's not that he doesn't want to walk fast, but that he is fighting fiercely in his heart.

Reason told him everything was wrong.But instinct told him happily that this fog is a paradise, a pure land.

Reason oppresses him to stop, and instinct urges him to move forward.How fast could he go in such a situation?

The narrow streets and high-altitude corridors of the night magic city are like monsters with teeth and claws in the fog, waiting to be devoured.

Anyone, even an extraordinary person, has basic vigilance in the face of the fog of black shadows.But Angel didn't. He looked at the changing black shadow, as if he was looking at two cute black cat cubs, calling out to him coquettishly.

Angel continued to walk forward. In order not to be surrounded by mutants, he took the main road.Although it is not very spacious, at least it is much wider than the streets and alleys.

As soon as he stepped into the main road, Angel was attracted by a strange melody.

"I am a happy little laborer, changing the streets diligently. The queen is coming, and the streets have changed a lot."

Although Angel could not understand the melody and language, Angel could receive the emotion expressed by the melody.After reading this sentiment, his face immediately collapsed: "As expected, it's that queen again!"

At this time, two strange shadows suddenly appeared from the front.Angel stopped, holding the golden revolver in his palm.Toby lowered his chest as well, as if attacking.

When two strange shadows came out of the mist, Angel frowned suddenly.These two people are typical low Asians, adult males, short in stature, but tall in limbs.

As Lydia said, they are wearing very bright clothes, the one on the left is a red and green diamond jumpsuit with a red hat, and the one on the right is wearing a gradient purple polka-dot hoodie.

Their movements are also weird, like marionettes, with their limbs swinging in ways that ordinary people don't understand.With this strange vibration frequency, their speed is not only dissatisfied, but even very fast.

The clothes are bright, the eyes are crazy, and the behavior is weird.Meeting all the conditions of being parasitized, there is no doubt that these two people have definitely mutated.

When they approached, Angor was ready to fight, and was waiting to reach the attack range for a one-hit kill.

But at this moment, they saw Angel and stopped far away.

The strange songs in his mouth also stopped.

They bowed far away to Angel, just like the etiquette of a clown in a circus, and then they slowly retreated into the mist and disappeared slowly.

In the process, the style of the ballads in their mouths has also changed, and the inner emotions are no longer singing the queen, but praising Sharapova.

"My hometown is far away, my dear Sharapova. Examine instead of the queen. Her eyes are stars, and her gaze is starlight. Sharapova, Sharapova, honorable Your Majesty Sharapova, is honored to be illuminated by the light of glory."

With flattering singing, the two parasitic people left Angel's sight.

At this time, Angel could no longer deceive himself and others. First he sang the Queen, and then he praised Sawa, and they all told Angel that these mutated people were all "masterpieces" created by Angel after he opened the Nightmare Realm.

Along the way, Angor met several waves of mutants, but when these "clowns" saw him, they all became crazy, as respectful as nobles encountered by commoners.

But even though they respect Angel's "Sharapova" status, whenever he wants to communicate with them, no matter whether it is in words or emotions, they don't have any response. They just disappear when they see him approaching. in the mist.Angel wanted to catch up, but couldn't keep up with them because of the fog covering his eyes.

"This is so wrong." After Angel entered, everything from the abnormal psychological joy to the mutant bowing respectfully to him seemed extremely absurd.

Sometimes Angel feels that those people are not really in awe of him, but in awe of an existence named "Sharapova".But who is Sharapova?Angor had no clue.

Angor stopped. This is the center of a residential area in the corner of Night Demon City. There is a fountain statue of a goddess holding a bow.

Before Angel's arrival, nearly a hundred people were having a carnival, singing and dancing in front of the statue, like a pious ceremony.But as soon as he approached, everyone praised the arrival of "Sharapova", and then slowly retreated. When Angel entered the statue, there was no one around, and it was as quiet as a cemetery.

"Come out! Why are you hiding from me?" Angor yelled, "In the name of... Sharapova, I order you to come out!"

No one answered.

It was obvious that Angel wanted to get angry and release the anger that was pent up in his mouth, but he enjoyed the tranquility, loneliness and inner peace of walking in Night Demon City so much, which made him feel very relaxed.It's an ambivalent sentiment.

Angel leaned against the statue a little dejectedly.

"What are you doing?"

The low and hoarse voice that I hadn't heard for a long time broke Angel's inner peace and appeared in my ears out of thin air.

"Teacher, I feel very wrong." Angel whispered out his feelings in his heart: "...I should be afraid, angry, and fight. But I can't get up, this place makes me feel at ease, just Like, like, like the soul is pacified too."

Sanders was silent for a long time before he said to him: "Don't be influenced by unreasonable emotions. The reason why you feel something is wrong is simply because your reason is restraining your instinct. Relax, you can treat this place as a paradise, it's okay .”

"But you have to remember in your heart that the paradise is always someone else's paradise. Children can play happily in the paradise. But after playing, they still have to go home."

Speaking of this, Sanders' voice suddenly softened a bit: "Relax, Night Devil City was described by Red Lotus as a ghost, which is actually not appropriate. The reason why I haven't been in contact for a long time is not that I can't, but that I know it's not as difficult as I thought."

"Angel, do you know why I called you here?"

Angel nana said: "Because, I made this place?"

Saunders: "Of course not. Every reason does not necessarily have an inevitable result. Every accident does not necessarily have a real inducement. Even if the original source is you, after half a month, all kinds of non-inevitable conditions will also appear. Not enough to make you the cause of this disaster."

Angel seemed to understand.

"I called you here because only you can wake them up. All the parasitized people are not dead, they are just sleeping. The parasites act instead of them, but they don't really kill them, because once the host dies, the parasitized It is not easy for a creature to find the next host and then perform mental adjustment."

"If you can wake them up, it's not a disaster. Instead, it becomes a good thing because the parasite strengthens the host's physique."

Those mutated people didn't die?Just waiting for him to wake up?When Angel heard this, the first thing he thought of was not to relieve the psychological burden, but... There are millions of people in Night Demon City. If he wants to wake them up one by one, won't he be exhausted? !

(End of this chapter)