Hyperdimensional Warlock

Chapter 999 Ancient Demon
Seeing that Sanders didn't mention the Time Thief anymore, Angel felt a little relieved.

"Teacher, what did Mr. Wifet come over and ask about the change of the Eternal Night Kingdom?" Angel asked.

Saunders nodded. Wilfett also said before that he also asked Angor about this question, but Angor did not answer.In this regard, Sanders also expressed his agreement. Once Angel answered this question, Wilfett will definitely see the clues, and refusing to answer is the best choice.

"Looking at the previous reaction of Mrs. Wilfett, it seems that he is very satisfied with the instructor's answer." Angel wondered: "How did the instructor answer him?"

"What he wants to know is nothing more than two questions, whether the change of the Eternal Night Kingdom will spread to West Demosha, and the inside story of the change of the Eternal Night Kingdom."

The first problem is that it will spread, and it will spread very quickly.The second question, Nightmare Realm.

This is Sanders' answer. If there are too many embellishments, Wilfett may not believe it.Directly presenting the most sensational, but also true facts, Wilfett will make up for it by himself.

As for Sanders' statement that the "Nightmare Realm" is behind the Eternal Night Kingdom, this is actually quite normal.

Because the wizarding world has discovered several colorful dragonfly nests, and behind each nest there is a stable plane passage.Although not all wizards may be able to reach the Nightmare Realm through this unmarked passage, once discovered, as long as there are prophetic wizards to spy, there will always be clues to surface.

What's more, the answer of "Nightmare Realm" is also very consistent with Lapuye's prophecy in "Frost Moon Secret Journal"——

It is more terrifying than the shadow of the demon god.

If we say that the bottomless abyss is full of dangers, we need to be careful every step of the way.Then the Nightmare Realm is a nightmare that can never be woken up. Once it sinks, it will completely turn into nothingness.

So far, the wizarding world of the entire southern region has not found any world that is more terrifying than the nightmare world.

With these two horrifying answers, Wilfett doesn't think Sanders will lie. Although he may not be really satisfied, the core content he wants to know is already clear.As for the details that Sanders did not state, although Wilfett was very curious, Sanders was unwilling to say, and it was difficult for him to continue asking.

After listening to Sanders' words, Angel also felt in his heart.

Probably only Saunders has the confidence to answer in this way. If it were him, even if every detail was told, Wilfett would not necessarily buy it. This is the confidence brought by strong strength.

Here it is.

The matter of Wilfett has come to an end for the time being. Angel was going to complete the task of continuing the "monument of the strange ring" arranged by Sanders before the lifting of the martial law in Castlevania, but before Angel began to design , was called to the study by Sanders.

"You have touched the big barrier now, which also means that you have to consider the witchcraft position." Sanders' eyes suddenly became a little dark: "When I was in Magic Island before, I also talked with you. Having said that, I wonder if you have made a decision?"

Sanders did mention the witchcraft position at the beginning, but Sanders was hesitant to speak at the time.Later, after Angor asked Flora, it was confirmed that Sanders' unfinished words were actually hoping that Angor could choose an original technique.

It's just that the original technique takes a long time, and now that the southern region is in a stormy situation, Sanders didn't mention it.

Angel nodded: "I haven't decided yet, but I already have a tendency in my heart."

"The witchcraft position is a very important thing. It is best to choose the one that is useful to you. Illusion is fine, and so is alchemy." Sanders paused: "The matter of the witchcraft position must be taken to heart."

It doesn't take much time to build a witchcraft position, and choosing what witchcraft is the most time-consuming, because it is related to Angel's future path.

After leaving Sanders' study, Angel returned to his room and fell into deep thought.

In fact, he himself prefers original techniques, but original techniques cannot be easily constructed.Angel thought for a moment, thinking, how about using the mysterious figurative objects to enlighten me?
……

Critical forest, cross-layer communication office.

A petite figure flew out in embarrassment. As soon as she landed, she lay on the ground panting for breath.

Looking back at the slightly hideous space crack in mid-air, a trace of panic flashed in those eyes that were usually full of jealousy.This is probably the most dangerous time she has crossed layers so many times!
Obviously it was just a cross-layer, and the distance of the space crack was so short that it could be ignored, but she encountered an unprecedented torrent of energy.At the right time, she was in the middle of the crack in the space, and the torrent was about to engulf her into the depths of darkness. If she hadn't used a hole card, she would have been buried in the torrent at this time.

"Kuna's skin!" she muttered, her eyes full of resentment.

Hundreds of years ago, she discovered a humanoid race full of mysteries in the world of Loft. He was extremely beautiful, and she hated people who were prettier than her, even if the other party was a man.

So she captured him, peeled off his skin from head to tail, and wove him a shell out of toad skin.

It's a pity that although the man was full of mysteries, he was just a mortal after all, unable to adapt to the toad's skin, and died within a few days.

Only later did she know that the man was the last member of an extremely precious race in Loft's world—the Kuna tribe.

After his death, the Kuna tribe became extinct.

And she also knew at that time that the skin of the Kuna tribe has the ability to stabilize the space, and through a special method, it can be used as a bodyguard for traveling between planes.

Relying on the skin of the Kuna tribe, she has never had any accidents when traveling between planes. It can be said that the skin of the Kuna tribe is one of her trump cards!

But!But!
Just before, she clearly only crossed a single layer of an abyss, just like a passage to enter the subsidiary world in the wizarding world. Logically speaking, there is no danger, but she encountered a torrent of energy!

That unreasonable, but extremely powerful torrent of energy!
Even as a second-level wizard of true knowledge, she seemed extremely small in the torrent of energy. At that time, she was like a tree blown up by its roots in a hurricane. In the distance, finally completely lost life.

In that extremely dangerous situation, she had to take out her hole card - the skin of Kuna, through its ability to stabilize the space, so that she can protect herself in the endless torrent.

It was a very short journey for a wizard, and for a true wizard like her, it could be crossed in the blink of an eye.

However, in her feeling, there is no longer road than this one.

Every step she took, the skin of Kuna that protected her was washed away by the torrent and was covered with holes.

At the last step, seeing that the exit was in front of him, the magnitude of the energy torrent suddenly became bigger and more ferocious, and the skin of Kuna was completely destroyed in an instant.

At the moment before the skin of Kuna was destroyed, she used a forbidden technique to barely get out of the crack between the layers, and finally landed smoothly in the critical forest.

And that forbidden technique made her exhausted and unable to move.

However, compared to the side effects of the forbidden technique, her heartache was deeper, especially watching the skin of Kuna being blown apart, how could she feel better?

This is probably the most dangerous thing she has encountered in the past hundred years, and at the same time the biggest loss!
After calming down from the panic, she looked at the crack in the air, and her teeth itched with hatred.If this incident was man-made, she would completely erase the other party from the world regardless of the cost, even leaving no residue of the soul.But such a powerful torrent of energy cannot be controlled by anyone. If everything is blamed, one can only say that one is unlucky.

The resentment and oppression in her chest had nowhere to vent, and she couldn't help screaming.

The ear-piercing and sharp voice pierced through the sky and echoed in the empty critical forest.

After a while, she was panting heavily, and hatred flashed in her eyes: "Fortunately, there are people from the Watch Fortress nearby to vent their anger on me, and no one can stop me..."

Only destruction, dismemberment, and grafting can comfort her loss!
She has already begun to imagine in her mind, what method to use to torture people will make her feel happy?A man becomes a woman?Let those young children who think they are cold and pure have men's whips transplanted on their faces?Inject the goat blood into them?

All kinds of "wonderful ideas" echoed in her mind.

However, she only wandered happily in her own thoughts for less than half a minute, when the ground suddenly began to shake.

She frowned, and displeasure flashed in her eyes.

What's going on, is there an earthquake?She propped up her tired body and stood up, the shadows of the surrounding trees kept shaking, and the dancing branches and leaves seemed to be dancing, which made her very uncomfortable to see.

The stones on the ground were also constantly jumping and falling, making clanking noises.

At first, she thought it was an earthquake, but as the shaking got bigger and bigger, the shadows of the surrounding trees even blurred, and the ground split open.

The crack made a huge pit.

At the same time, an incomparably huge aura emerged from the deep pit in the ground.

At this moment, she felt something was wrong in her heart, it wasn't an earthquake!

The inexplicable heart palpitations sent chills down her spine.

The matter was far from over, the previous deep pit suddenly erupted with fiery red magma, instantly igniting a piece of dead wood.And, with the sound of "clang bang bang dang", a giant hand covered with magma protruded out of the deep pit and grabbed the edge of the wall!
Looking at the giant hand that looked like a titan, disbelief flashed in her eyes.

At the same time, a legend suddenly came to mind——

She once found an ancient sacrificial scroll on an altar in the Blackwater Valley. There was a legend recorded in the ancient scroll. According to legend, there was an ancient demon sleeping at the bottom of the critical forest on the third floor of the abyss.

This ancient demon, using magma as a couch, has been sleeping for thousands of years.

No one dares to disturb it, because this is a demon lord who once fell from the throne!

Its name is "Manjimonie".

As she recalled, the owner of that "giant hand" finally poked out his head, even if it was only one head, it was like a mountain.

"Who... interrupted my deep sleep?"

(End of this chapter)