Hyperdimensional Warlock

Chapter 982 The Illusory Demon Arrives
Angor could feel a trace of hidden anger in Sanders' words.

Now that the changes in the abyss have begun to emerge, and everyone is in a state of danger, Angel actually chose this time to come to the front line? !

In particular, not long ago, Sanders drove Su Mishi away. Unexpectedly, before he could save himself, another trouble came again.Su Mishi at least had the ability to protect himself when he came to the abyss, while Angel came to the front line out of sheer impatience.

Feeling that Sanders' tone was not right, Angel hurriedly changed the subject: "I came to the abyss to find a mentor... Ahem, I'll talk about this later. Actually, something happened on our side..."

"Accident? What happened?" Sanders is now on the Lonely Coast, but still some distance away from Angor's position.

"I can't tell for a while, I'll let Lord Bruffin tell you."

Bruffin?Sanders was taken aback, could it be the brown sugar servant who wanted to resurrect the evil god?How could Angel get along with this dangerous person?
Just as he was thinking, he heard a strange male voice from the other end.

"My lord, I'm Bruffin, the alchemist of the Frost Moon supply team." Bruffin briefly introduced himself, and in the voice of Sanders who suddenly became indifferent, he introduced the situation in the cemetery again.

After listening to Bruffin's explanation, Sanders didn't reply for a long time, and said after a while: "You just said that there is a resting place inside?"

"A tomb knight really said that." After Bruffin explained, he continued: "What Sinafer means is that Your Majesty the Phantom is looking for a stable space outside, and then we should join forces inside and outside to build a bridge..."

Before Bruffin could finish speaking, Sanders interrupted him directly: "What is the store in the resting place like?"

"It's a lighted log cabin. There is no door, but there is a door rail. There is a word for wine in Abyssal language on the cloth above the door rail." Bruffin frowned, described the bar, and then started talking Repost: "Your Majesty Phantom Demon, Space Leap..."

"What's the name of the owner in the bar?" Sanders interrupted him again.

Seeing Bruffin's impatient expression, Angel immediately leaned forward and said, "Teacher, the bar owner you are talking about refers to the woman inside? She didn't say her name, but the knight who is fighting Lord Snaefer has once Say, she hates humans."

Sanders fell silent again.

Angel glanced at Bruffin, and continued: "Mentor, what do you think about Lord Snaefer's suggestion?"

"You don't have to worry about this. Take care to protect yourself. I'll come right over." After that, Sanders cut off the call.

The red light on the blood essence gradually dissipated.

Bruffin rubbed his temples: "I haven't arranged a countermeasure yet, so this is the end?"

Angel also showed helplessness.

Madeleine and Wilfett returned to Dorje Bill's back at this time.Now Snaefer and the knights are fighting in the dark, and the other knights and the bone army are just plundering and never participating in the battle.If they stay in the center of the battle, they will bring trouble to Sinafar instead.

Moreover, they also noticed that Angor seemed to have contacted Sanders, so they returned just to inquire about the situation.

"Why is your face so ugly?" Madeleine looked at Bruffin suspiciously: "Could it be that something happened to Your Majesty Phantom Demon?"

"There's nothing wrong with it, it's just..." Bruffin shook his head and recounted the previous conversation with Sanders.

After Madeleine finished listening, she also looked puzzled. According to some rumors she heard, Sanders shouldn't be a wizard with this style?
At this time, Wei Feite said: "Your Majesty Huanmo focused on inquiring about the resting place and the woman in the bar. I guess, does he know something?"

Wei Feite's words made everyone think.

In fact, Angel also had this suspicion before. When they couldn't even be sure that the woman was the bar owner, the instructor had already pointed out her identity, which was obviously a bit wrong.

Perhaps, he really knows here?

But "resting place", they have never heard of it?

While they were wondering, the battle on the scene was still going on.After Sinafar turned on the bloodline form, her combat power soared again.

Originally, she was cursed, and her strength was less than one in ten, at most the level of a true wizard.But even among true wizards, there is a gap in strength. Among peers, wizards on the bloodline side are respected.

After Sinafar's bloodline form broke out, although his strength was still limited due to the curse, its power was already comparable to second-level true knowledge.

The knight on the opposite side is fixed at the level of second-level true knowledge, but it seems to be on par with Sinafar at present.

However, with the passage of time and the battle of attrition between the two parties, Sinafar has begun to show signs of fatigue.

In the bloodline form, the energy she consumes will double, and it cannot be replenished in the abyss, which is her biggest disadvantage.As for the giant sword knight, he has always maintained the same level, without fluctuations, and he is not bound by the abyss, so the longer the time drags on, the greater his chances of winning.

After a while, there were bloodstains on Sinafar's body, and the fatigue was obvious, and there were not enough follow-ups.

Snaefer turned her head, looked at Dojibier, and asked Bruffin with her eyes, what happened to Sanders?

Brufen didn't know how to answer, so he could only show a wry smile in the end.

Seeing this, Sinafar didn't know what Brufen meant, but she had already started thinking about the retreat plan in her heart.

"Sure enough, it's a foolish thing to put all your hopes on others."

Snaefer was not interested in fighting, and instead of confronting the knight head-on, he began to make a detour, and secretly signaled Bruffin to open the lane between the planes.

Bruffin sighed, thinking that there was hope of escape, but now it seems that hope is slim again.

Although bitter in his heart, Brufen could only do it according to Sina method.

Brufen arranged the spell-casting materials, and when he was about to cast the spell, Sinafar sent another message.

"Release... Kruleyer?!" Bruffin looked over in amazement, and shook his head violently: "No, releasing it will cause big trouble!"

Snaifer sneered: "I'm not the only one who suffers. You release it. If we can leave alive, I will apply to Your Excellency Monkey to give you a living tentacles of the ancient evil god."

Bruffin had a look of hesitation on his face.

"If we die here, Kruleyer will also disappear with the broken alchemy workshop. It's better to release it at this time."

After hearing this, Bruffin finally made up his mind.

He took a deep breath, and a door appeared out of nowhere in front of him.

However, just as he was about to step into the door, a ray of light suddenly pierced the night and shone onto the eternally quiet cemetery.

Bruffin also paused, and raised his head to look at the position of the light.

However, a crack appeared in the sky, and the smoggy sky outside could be vaguely seen from the crack.

When everyone was wondering where the crack came from, a figure jumped in from the crack.

The figure fell lightly and landed on top of a tombstone.

"The long-lost night is indeed the legendary resting place." A deep and hoarse voice came to everyone's ears.

When Sinafar looked over, his pupils shrank suddenly.

A black gentleman's suit, pure white lining, and exquisite short boots.There is also the iconic cane, and the blood-red cloak.

Even though most of his face was covered by the intentionally lowered brim of his hat, this attire alone already revealed the identity of the visitor.

The famous God of War in the Southern Region!
"Master of Illusions" Sanders!

"Obviously he could pick us up outside, but he ran in by himself. It's really..." Bruffin shook his head and lamented.

Angor, who was beside Brufen, was also a little puzzled, but seeing the familiar figure, his tense heartstrings finally relaxed a little.

"What's going on, why did you come in?" Snaifer raised his head, looked at the crack on the top of his head that was gradually disappearing, and frowned: "Did Angel not explain the situation here to you?"

Sanders took off his hat, revealing his gray-green short curly hair and his handsome, mature face.

He didn't answer Snaifer right away, but glanced at the Frost Church not far away, on the back of a huge white bear. Angel was standing at the door of the church.

Sanders sighed softly in his heart, and then looked at Snaifer: "You ask me why I came in?"

Sanders walked down from the tombstone and walked towards the center of the cemetery step by step: "It's rare to encounter the legendary resting place, how could I miss it."

The legendary resting place?Whether it was Sinafar or others, they all showed doubts.

Snaifer was about to ask questions, but Sanders came to the center of the cemetery, looking at the dimly lit bar not far away, with a strange gleam in his eyes.

Sanders continued to take a step forward, but was blocked by a broken giant sword.

And the person blocking the way was the giant sword knight who had fought against Sinafar before.

A deep voice came from under the knight's helmet: "It is the boss' wish to wipe out the humans here. Since there is one more person, you can sleep here with the brigade."

Powerful power, accompanied by a cold light, burst out from the giant sword.

"Be careful!" Snaefah couldn't help but shouted. Having experienced the bitter battle before, she knew very well that although the giant sword was broken, the power contained in it was no less than that of a high-level alchemy weapon!If it cooperates with the huge strength of the knight itself, it can even split the space!

Sanders looked at the huge sword in front of him, but took out the black cane in his hand and flicked it lightly.

The giant sword was flipped to the other side lightly.

That huge power was tied to the tip of the cane, and with a little bit, the power was transmitted through the ground.On the contrary, the bone army on the periphery was pitted into the cracks in the ground one after another.

The dust is rolling, and one move can see the difference.

"I heard that there are rules in the resting place. The recovered witch will never refuse any door-to-door business." Sanders paused and walked to the door of the bar: "Am I right?"

"Balalaika."

(End of this chapter)