Sunders was still dressed like an old-fashioned nobleman. From his hat to his boots, from his vest to his staff, every detail was meticulously done.
The only difference was that Sunders' face looked paler than usual.
Was he injured? Angor pondered in his mind.
However, no matter what. Seeing Sunders standing on the floating ice, Angor felt a little relieved.
"Who do you hate? The moon and the stars after a passionate kiss? The night after a parting? Or the night watchers who betrayed you? "
The strange voice, using a kind of absurd music, spread in all directions.
Angor was too busy looking for Sunders to notice the stage. Now that he was attracted by the strange voice, he quickly shifted his attention to the puppet show.
His expression instantly froze.
Strange white doll shadows, faintly hidden threads, an illusory stage, and an eye-piercing performance on the stage.
Everything was so strange and ridiculous.
Angor kept looking. When he saw the performers on the stage, he realized what Fafnir meant when he said "three have fallen".
On the stage, three great demons were fighting each other in a frenzy. Two of them had a large number of wounds on their bodies. The other one was a curly-horned demon that was glowing with golden light. Canaan called it Odesinos. Although it did not have many wounds on its body, the number of wounds on its body was increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Angor thought that the fight on the floating ice was going to be intense.
Dusk had almost defeated Sennefer when he wasn't even a big demon yet. Now all the big demons were attacking the floating ice.
He even considered the possibility that the Space Quake wouldn't even be needed. The demons alone were more than enough to inflict heavy casualties on the human army.
But unexpectedly, while the human camp appeared to be fine, the three Great Demons that came to encircle and annihilate them were trapped in such an absurd and bizarre stage.
"Where's the recording you mentioned?"
Fafnir's cold voice reached his ears before he could finish his thought.
He hurriedly pulled his consciousness back from the wind and returned to the courtyard. "Alright, as you wish, Sir."
Silently, the surroundings of the courtyard turned into a stage in the sky. The three Great Demons controlled by the threads made a frightening appearance on the stage.
The crystal ball was also glowing at this time, recording the surrounding illusion in full detail.
Neither Fafnir nor Angor showed any reaction to the illusion. Canaan, on the other hand, covered her mouth in shock. "Minotaurs, Buffett, and Odesinos?!" Canaan gasped. How did they all become like this? "
The Minotaur's bones were all dislocated, and its body was being controlled by strings. It looked just like the parasite mutants Angor saw in Midnight Sovereign.
Buffett's condition wasn't good either. It was missing an eye in its eye socket, and there were several holes in its body. Some of its internal organs were almost broken into pieces. Like the Minotaurus, he had completely given up on resisting, allowing himself to be controlled by the threads like a mutant.
Only Odesinos was still struggling. Obviously, he had not yet adapted to the change from "spectator" to "actor".
"Is this the power of a human Magus? Even Rasudran's three strongest Great Demons have been reduced to such a state? "Canaan stared blankly at the illusion.
Fafnir glanced at Canaan and explained, "They only look bad, but their vitals aren't damaged. They just don't want to waste energy to heal their wounds. Once the strings break or something happens to Puppeteer, they can recover immediately. "
As Fafnir spoke, Angor turned the lens of the illusion to Puppeteer.
This was the first time he had to split his consciousness into two, one in the sky and the other on the ground, while manipulating the illusion. Before entering the purification garden, Angor would have felt his mind being torn apart. But now, he was able to control the illusion with ease. Clearly, he had improved a lot in the past year.
Canaan wasn't surprised to see Puppeteer. Angor, on the other hand, raised an eyebrow.
The initiator of this stage was actually Mu Ying from Rest Torch Academy?
Back then, Mu Ying kept pestering Angor to leave Brute Cavern and join Rest Torch Academy. In the end, Angor had no choice but to hide in Brofen's alchemy workshop.
Madelyne told Angor that Mu Ying was only a level-1 wizard who hadn't reached truth-finder yet. However, he alone was able to cripple three Void Tower's high-level combat power?
What was going on?
Fafnir quickly explained Angor's confusion.
"This Puppeteer only used the tools of other spellcasters to release this strange and powerful spell. He's the one who created the stage. "Fafnir controlled the wind in the sky and fixed his sight on Sunders.
"He's a powerful wizard …" Fafnir explained the situation.
Angor listened carefully while looking at Sunders. At this moment, his emotions were very complicated. He was both emotional and proud. At the same time, he was also thinking about how to tell his professor about the plan.
Perhaps it was the strong feelings in his mind that caused Sunders to feel something strange.
Sunders looked up and stared at a certain direction with a puzzled expression.
"What's wrong, Mister Phantom?" It was Maher who asked. He just happened to take out a potion from behind an ice floe and handed it to Sunders.
"It's nothing. I just feel like someone's watching us." He didn't sense any malicious intent, which was strange.
Maher handed the potion to Sunders. "Maybe it's just your imagination."
"No, it's not. When we arrived at Rasudran, countless pairs of eyes were staring at us. I thought Mister Phantom would get used to the feeling of being watched, but you're still not used to it. Is it because you're injured and your spirit barrier is getting weaker? " The voice came from behind Maher. The voice was pleasant to the ears, but the words were full of malice and mockery. They didn't hide it at all.
Maher turned around with a stiffer expression. "Mister Nereus."
It was Nereus, who looked almost perfect from head to toe. He and Sunders were polar opposites. Sunders was cold and distant, while Nereus attracted everyone's attention like a blazing sun.
Sunders gave Nereus a meaningful glance and chuckled. "So you like being watched. If that's the case, why don't you ask Mu Ying to arrange a supporting role for you on the stage? For example — "
"A loser who sinks into his own desires?"
The wizards around him were surprised by Sunders' words. They thought of a rumor that had been spreading in the wizarding world. It was a rumor that was spread around the Endless Sea by someone from Song of the Deep: Donsey's most outstanding disciple seemed to have a strange hobby. He often went to sea areas where dolphins gathered, and every time he went there, there would be dolphins in heat.
At first, the rumor only spread in a small circle. One day, a witch who was rejected by Nereus brought the rumor to Fey Continent with hatred in her heart.
In the wizarding world, apart from the authoritative magazines, there were many magazines that only cared about the topic and sales. They treated the rumor like a treasure.
In Year 7100 of the Southern Region New Calendar, almost all the gossip news of that year revolved around this topic. Some "informants" claimed that they saw Nereus doing something with a female dolphin or a male dolphin in a certain area.
This pushed Nereus to the peak of public opinion.
Until one day, several magazines that had reported on Nereus were suddenly razed to the ground, and a large number of editors and writers either disappeared or were warned. Only then did the news slowly die down.
Now, Sunders was referring to "a loser who lost himself in lust". It was obvious that he was mocking Nereus with the old incident.
It didn't matter whether the rumor was true or not. It had become a taboo topic for Nereus.
Nereus' eyes flashed with hatred. He sneered and walked toward Sunders step by step. At the same time, several wizards wearing green robes with skin as tough as tree bark exchanged glances and slowly approached Sunders' position.
Sunders looked down as if he had noticed something strange as well. However, he only sneered and did not care about it at all.
Suddenly, a masked man in a luxurious robe appeared between Sunders and Nereus.
Maher's eyes lit up, and he immediately called out, "Your Excellency Monkey."
"I don't want to see anything in Rasudran that might ruin my plan." Monchi's gaze slowly swept past Nereus, and then he looked at the few Magi in the crowd who were slowly lowering their heads.
Although Monchi didn't say any threatening words, the warning look in his eyes through his mask made everyone not dare to make a sound.
Finally, Monkey looked at Nereus. "I'll leave the new demon to you."
Nereus looked outside the floating ice. Now, there was a Greater Demon with bone wings and black bone armor. Nereus nodded calmly and turned to fly out of the floating ice.
After Nereus left, Monkey suddenly looked at Angor. To be precise, he was looking at Fafnir's wind.
Angor was startled by the sudden stare.
However, Monkey only glanced at Angor for a moment before looking away. He didn't say anything or do anything unnecessary.
"Did he see us, Mister Fafnir?"
Fafnir muttered to himself for a moment. "This is a powerful Spell Caster. He noticed me before but didn't say anything … However, he took the initiative to turn around. This action has some meaning. If it's not a warning, then it's an investigation."
Fafnir raised an eyebrow. "Does he know you?"
Angor quickly shook his head. "I know who he is, but he doesn't know who I am. Even if he knows me, I just merged my consciousness into the wind. He can't see who I am, right?"
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