Greya patted Toby who was hanging on her shoulder like a pendant. "Angor gave Toby to me when he came back last night. He said he's going to transplant the skin of a Soft Worm."
Greya looked at the clock on the wall. It was noon. "He should be done now, right?"
Since last night? Sunders was surprised. He slowly walked to the wall clock, stared at it for a while, and sat down on the sofa.
"What? Do you need something from him?" Greya looked at Sunders in confusion.
Sunders nodded. "Yes, I need to discuss something with him."
But he didn't tell her what it was. As an outsider, Greya didn't want to ask, so she decided to end the topic here. Greya wanted to talk about something else to ease the awkwardness, but Sunders didn't talk much. No matter how hard she tried, Sunders would only answer her with a "hmm" every now and then.
Greya didn't want to stay in this awkward atmosphere for more than ten minutes.
She could give him a cold shoulder, but it wasn't necessary.
Greya was about to find an excuse to leave when Sunders suddenly spoke, "Don't you feel tired?"
Greya frowned. "What do I have to do? Tired? I'm not tired. Or, do you mean … mentally tired? After watching the movie box, I do feel tired. "
Greya stared at Sunders as she spoke. She noticed that Sunders was not looking at her. Instead, he seemed to be looking at someone else behind her through her.
Greya looked at Angor with a puzzled expression.
There was no one behind her. There was only a decorative iron platform and a mechanical wall clock with a bronze pendulum.
"Are you talking to me?" Greya asked.
Sunders was still looking behind her. Two minutes later, Greya heard some rustling behind her.
There's someone behind me? Greya was startled. She turned around and looked at Angor.
In front of the mechanical wall clock on the wall, a group of ripples suddenly spread out like water waves. These ripples stirred up the silent air.
Greya narrowed her eyes. "An illusion …"
There was an illusion right in front of the clock.
Since when was there an illusion behind her? And she didn't notice it at all? Greya's attention was attracted by the thing behind the illusion again.
Behind the illusion, there was a mechanical wall clock. However, this time, there was no glass inside.
Clearly, the illusion was to create a fake glass to hide the inside of the clock.
But why would a clock need to be hidden? Greya looked at the clock's minute hand that suddenly stopped moving. She stared at it for a long time. The minute hand seemed to feel embarrassed and slowly changed its shape.
The minute hand floated out of the dial and completed its first transformation in the air. It turned into a pure white feather, which floated in the air for a few times and landed on the platform... When it's second time, it turned into a young man in a white suit.
At first, the man was only the size of a palm. But in the blink of an eye, he grew several times bigger until he reached his normal size.
The blond young man avoided Greya's inquisitive gaze and spoke to Sunders in a shy manner. "Good afternoon, professor. Um … I'm not tired after getting used to it. "
It was Angor.
"So, you've been putting a hand there all along?" Greya narrowed her eyes.
Angor chuckled. "I just wanted to test my Polymorph spell."
Greya gave Angor a cold glance. "You have plenty of ways to test your spell. Did you come here just to mess with me?"
Angor quickly waved his hands. "No, I just got here."
"Just got here?" Greya didn't believe him.
Angor hesitated. "When you were watching the second half of the play. You were complaining about the scarecrows, so you didn't notice me."
Greya tried to recall. She was so focused on her drama that she didn't notice anyone else's presence.
Besides, even if someone did show up, the butler would have noticed. She did let her guard down.
Greya scoffed. "Thank god I was only watching the play. If I was doing something else, like changing my clothes …"
Angor was dumbfounded. Who would change clothes in the hall?
"It's one thing for you to turn into a pointer, but I can still recognize your transformation technique. However, you even added a layer of illusion to cover your tracks. Who knows what you're planning to do? " Greya's tone suddenly changed. "Of course, I can overlook it. But first …"
Greya rubbed the box in her hand. It was a drama box.
Greya's gesture was obvious enough, and Angor quickly understood what she meant. "I've read The Bloody Nightmare of Toy Island, and there's something wrong with it. Alright, I'll make a new one according to the story."
Greya nodded and gave Angor a "you're smart" look. She then turned around and headed outside. "Your teacher must be looking for you. I'll go train Toby now. But you can't forget what you've promised. "
Greya took advantage of the situation and left right away.
When Greya left, Sunders spoke to Angor again, "So your Polymorph spell worked."
Polymorph spells could be as small as a mosquito or as large as a titan.
But in reality, there weren't many people who could transform into something as small as a mosquito. Most of the Shapeshifting spells used by wizards could only shrink to the size of a Krakok.
Angor's new skin had already reached the limit of most wizards' Polymorph spells, which meant Angor's Polymorph spell was a success.
"Was the needle's change just now your limit?"
Angor nodded. "It's the limit for now."
The limit of Polymorph's Polymorph Skin depended on one's energy level. Angor's answer was "the limit for now", which meant that when his energy level increased, he would be able to reach the size of a grain of sand.
Still, Angor didn't really care about the size of a grain of sand. As long as he could enter the Tidal Realm, he would be satisfied.
"What's your limit then?"
"I haven't tested it yet. But I think I can reach five or six meters tall," Angor said.
"Polymorph spells are very important to wizards, and they can be used in many ways. It's best if you do a thorough test. I'm here for something else. "Sunders paused for a moment before continuing," As long as you know how to use your transfiguration spell. "
"Not long ago, I saw Leon," Sunders said slowly.
…
Dream Wasteland, Foundation City.
On the top floor of Sky Tower was Freud's office. Freud's head was lowered, and he looked very cautious. Even his movements were very light, as if he did not want to disturb the person sitting opposite him.
"Phantom Master" Sunders.
Even though Sunders didn't have any special abilities in the dream wasteland like he did in the real world, he still gave off a powerful aura just by sitting there.
Sunders was reading a booklet carefully.
The booklet was called "Anomaly Investigation Report", which was also written by Freud as an addendum to "Observation Records of the Dream Wasteland".
All the information in the report came from the "Anomaly Investigation Group". The "Anomaly Investigation Group" was a special team created by Freud to search for and record strange things that happened in the dream wasteland.
Freud created the Anomaly Department to look for the authority that leaked out of Angor's Nightmare Domain when Angor tried to fuse with the Nightmare Domain.
However, the "Anomaly Investigation Group" had been around for a long time, and most of the records they provided were dismissed as rumors.
Even if there were some that weren't rumors, it would be difficult to verify them. At least, Freud couldn't find anything related to the "authority" so far.
Today, Freud planned to finish his work first and meet with Jon to discuss the plan for the new city.
To Freud's surprise, Sunders came to visit him before he could finish his work.
Freud's heart trembled when he saw the "God of War" of the southern wizarding region. He didn't dare to refuse any of Sunders' requests. Therefore, when Sunders asked for the "Anomaly Investigation Report", Freud handed it over.
However, Freud regretted his decision after reading it.
It wasn't that he didn't want to show it to Sunders. It was just that most of the strange things recorded in the "Anomaly Investigation Report" were trivial matters, and some of them were even related to some strange gossip. Considering Sanders' style, would he get angry when he saw these trivial incidents?
Freud noticed that Sunders didn't show any emotion on his face at all. Instead, he carefully read the report as if he was reading a masterpiece.
An hour passed in the blink of an eye.
Sunders finally put down the "Anomaly Investigation Report" and looked at Freud. "Are there any other reports?"
Freud shook his head. "No. All the anomalies investigated by the Anomaly Division are here."
"May I ask what you're looking for, my lord?" Freud asked carefully after a short pause.
Sunders frowned. "This is your report, and you're asking me what I'm looking for?"
Freud was surprised. "You're looking for the authority that escaped?"
"Of course." Sunders gave Freud a strange look.
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