Hyperdimensional Warlock

Chapter 887 Changes in the Right Arm

The breath of the Nightmare Realm, which was so thick that it seemed substantial, suddenly became active, and poured into Angel's right hand with the same goal.

Angel was startled, because he obviously didn't let his right hand absorb the breath of the nightmare world.

All this is completely autonomous behavior of the right hand.

Angel didn't know where the breath of the nightmare world poured into his right hand.Not to mention that he is now in a mortal body, even in reality, he basically has only a half-knowledge about his right hand.

However, as the breath from the Nightmare Realm poured back more and more fiercely, Angel only felt a little blurred in his consciousness, and the scene in front of him was sometimes blurred and sometimes clear.

It was like falling from a bright dream to an ordinary dream, and my thinking gradually became less clear.

At this time, the influx of a large amount of Nightmare World breath caused the floating green lines on the right hand to continuously increase, as if it was replicating itself, and various new green lines emerged.

And these green patterns are becoming more and more ups and downs, sometimes big and sometimes small, sometimes sparse and sometimes dense, sometimes gathered and sometimes scattered.It's like musical symbols, writing unknown scores in mid-air.

Finally, like fireflies, these green patterns flew away from Angor's right hand, forming a circle with clear patterns while rotating, and then attached to the boundary membrane of the half-channel.

Just like the legendary piercing ring, there is a big hole in the boundary membrane out of thin air.

At this time, Angel could not tell the difference between reality and dream, reality and illusion.His thinking began to sink into a blur, even if he tried his best to keep it clear, he still couldn't keep himself in the clear dream.

Suddenly, he vaguely saw a tall figure appearing in the "Boundary Piercing Ring" made of green stripes in front of the boundary membrane of the half-passage.

The long golden hair fluttered in the wind, only revealing a scarlet eye full of indifference.

Even though Angel was in a state of confusion, he still couldn't help raising his hand and pointing at the figure: "You are..."

A picture flashed through his mind——

It was a dark chaotic space, and Angor stood out of thin air. The chaotic space was like a universe, and there were stars shining dimly from an unknown number of billions of light-years away.

In this dark starlight universe, Angel stands at the very center.

In front of him is a water mirror that can reflect the stars. The water mirror is rectangular, as if it has no frame, standing quietly, like a door.

Angel stood in front of the water mirror, stretched out his hand unconsciously, wanting to touch the mirror.

There was also a person in the mirror. Angel could not see its appearance clearly, and even its gender could not be distinguished. All he could see was long golden hair shining with the brilliance of stars, and a pair of cold blood eyes.

The person in the mirror also stretched out his hand.

The right hands of the two touched the mirror surface, and ripples like water waves slowly spread on the mirror surface.

Angel put his right hand into the mirror!

At this moment, the hands of the man in the mirror and Angel met together.

With the twinkling of stars, the picture was terminated at this time.

Angel also raised his head suddenly: "I remember, you are... Sharapova?"

Back in Witch Town, Angel was like this. His right hand fused with that person, and something happened.Sanders later told him that there was a man with long blond hair whose hands were fused to his.

Just like in the picture, he and the person in the mirror hold hands and merge into one.

The blond figure had already stepped out of the aisle and stood in front of Angel.

It stands to reason that Angel should feel scared.But just like his previous test with Maya, he didn't feel a little afraid of the people in front of him, but felt very peaceful.

"Answer me, are you Sharapova?" Angel asked again: "Or, you are me."

In the nightmare world, my projection?Another me in the world?

The surrounding aura of the Nightmare Realm is like a mist, and Angor can't see the figure of the person in front of him very clearly.He just felt that his thinking was getting more and more confused, and Ming Meng seemed to collapse at this moment, as if he had entered an ordinary dream, without distinguishing between falsehood and real self.

Just before he completely fell into a dream, he seemed to see the mouth of the person in front of him move.

But what he answered, Angel could no longer perceive anything.If his originally clear thinking was white tea, at this moment he was constantly rounding it with a spoon, and finally became completely muddy water during the stirring, illogical.

In the daze, Angel only felt as if he had another dream.

This dream within a dream brought Angel back to the chaotic universe full of ancient starlight.

In front of him was still the water mirror full of ripples.

On the other side of the water mirror, there is still the blond figure who can't tell the difference between men and women, and can't tell the face.

And his right hand was still reaching into the rippling water mirror at this moment.

If the person on the opposite side is Sharapova Sanders mentioned, or the projection of Angel in the Nightmare Realm.When he was in Witch Town last time, he had already fused with the right hand of the man in the mirror, so something happened to his right hand.

But now, why is his right hand still in the mirror?
Angel wanted to pull his right hand away from the mirror, but he couldn't move, instead it caused ripples on the mirror.

It can't be pulled away, but it is stretched inward. It seems that there is still a lot of space.However, he soon discovered that he could only stretch in, not back.

And, as he stuck his right hand in, his face got closer and closer to the mirror.He was separated from the blond figure in the mirror almost only by this thin mirror.

A kind of vigilance suddenly rose from Angel's heart.

Can't go in anymore!

After this vigilance was raised, Angel's thinking seemed to be a little smoother.He tried to adjust his perspective, trying to make the blurred vision clear and see the face of the person in the mirror.

However, as his thinking began to recover, this ancient starry sky was also collapsing, as if everything around him had been turned into dust, blown into an unknown hourglass by the ancient wind.

When all the dust disappeared, Angel's thinking gradually regained clarity.

He opened his eyes and looked at the foggy sky above his head, not knowing where he was for a moment.He is experiencing the next dream within a dream?Or did he return to the wilderness of dreams?Or, did he return to reality?
It took a while for Angel to judge that he should still be in the wilderness of dreams.

The strong breath of the nightmare world is still flowing slowly around his body, and along a certain vein, it is transmitted to every corner of the wilderness of dreams.

Angel sat up from the ground, he turned his head and looked around.

There was no blond figure, and the half-passage was fine, with no wind or waves around, as if nothing had happened.

However, when Angel looked at his right hand, he noticed a change.

His right hand seems to have grown longer?

Angel stretched out his hands and compared them with his left hand, and found that his left hand was almost a palm length shorter than his right hand.

The palm of the left hand itself is a circle smaller than the right hand, and now even the overall length is less?

Angel seems to have remembered something. When he was dreaming in a dream, he once stretched his right hand a distance into the mirror. Could it be that because of this, he has fused more parts with the existence of the nightmare world?
With a trembling feeling, Angel took off his coat.

Before, those green lines were only floating on the palm of his right hand, but now, they spread to his forearm until reaching the elbow joint.

Sure enough, there was a change in his right forearm, which was exactly the same as the distance he reached into the mirror in Angel's dream.

"It seems that the right forearm has been fused again?" Angel murmured silently: "This should be just a dream...I'm still in the wilderness of dreams, so it shouldn't affect reality, right?"

Even though Angel comforted himself in this way, he remembered that the last time he fused his right palm was actually in the Nightmare Realm, which was also in an unreal state.

The final result still affects reality.

For a moment, Angel wanted to exit the wilderness of dreams immediately and return to reality for a look.But as he got up, the bag beside him made a rattling sound.

Angel picked up the bag, and inside were pieces of boundary glaze that looked like glass.

He picked up the bag and looked at the half-passage not far away.In the end, after struggling for a while, he still didn't return to reality immediately.

Angor changed himself to "God's Perspective", and patrolled all the areas covered by the breath of the nightmare world, and did not feel anything abnormal.There are no monsters from the Nightmare Realm, nor the blond figure.

No matter what happened when he was confused just now, at least that person should be gone now, right?

Now that that person has left, there must be a solution to the matter of the Wilderness of Dreams, and it is impossible for him to do nothing.

Angel decided to follow the original plan and test whether he could cut off the wilderness of dreams.

But before that, Angel still needs to test one thing.

Now that his right forearm is also suspected to be fused, can he still use his right hand to absorb a large amount of the breath of the nightmare world to create a partition space?

Angel tried it, and the facts showed that the control of the right hand returned to him.

He can absorb a large amount of the breath of the nightmare world through his right hand, and this effect seems to have improved.The accuracy of his control over the breath of the nightmare world is also higher than before.It can even condense the breath of the nightmare world at one point like the black and evil elegy, restraining, blocking and dispersing it.

Things are back to normal, and better than expected.But Angel didn't feel much joy. This sudden inability to control his body parts made him feel a deep sense of powerlessness.

If one day, one's body blends into more parts of the other party, is he still himself?

Even though Sanders asked Angor to treat it as a projection bloodline, and said that the projection bloodline was the most suitable bloodline for him.But under the circumstances of being unable to resist, Angel inevitably felt insecure in his heart.

However, this time and this place is not the time for him to feel sorry for himself.Angel could only suppress the grievance in his heart and let his thoughts get back on track temporarily.

Let go of the others for the time being, and focus on Severing the Wilderness of Dreams first.

(End of this chapter)