The familiar geometric lines appeared in front of his eyes after the [Lucky Scroll] was activated.
The moment all the edges and corners of the geometric lines were smoothed out by the strange energy.
He felt as if he had entered a wonderful and comfortable environment. All his worries and uneasiness disappeared without a trace. It was as if he was under the Tranquility Magic Pattern, comfortable and comfortable.
Perhaps this was the so-called "lucky moment"?
With this in mind, he did not let himself indulge in it. Instead, he hastened the process of "dissolving".
The duration of the Lucky Moment was only two or three seconds, so it couldn't be wasted.
He quickly dispelled the authority inside the orb. At the same time, she recited her request: Core Authority.
Inside the Nightmare Domain, the microscopic world he couldn't see began to change. Inside the ball of light, a spot of light that should not have been pried open began to loosen due to a series of miraculous changes.
When the dissolving power of the green pattern entered the final stage, the green pattern disappeared. This light spot was shaken out of the ball of light with a slight tremble.
When the dissolving process was over, the light particles left the sphere, and Angor was freed from the "lucky moment".
He didn't know whether the Scroll of Luck worked or what kind of power the light spot represented, but he couldn't afford to be picky now. If they didn't fuse immediately, the light would dissipate and return to the dream wasteland just like the black fog.
Without hesitation, Angor absorbed the light into his body through the green rune.
However, the moment the light spot fused with his body …
His heart skipped a beat as if his soul had left his body. His body began to see double.
This was the Dream Wasteland. How could there be a heartbeat and a soul? This was the last logical thought he had before he fainted.
While he was still trying to figure out what was going on, an illusion appeared in front of his eyes.
It was as if he was standing on the tracks of a train. Clang, clang, clang! The rumbling sounds came from afar. He looked up and saw a speeding train coming out of a dark cave in the distance.
The speed of the train was very fast, and at this moment, the surrounding background was blurred.
Angor stood on the tracks of the train and couldn't move at all. He could only watch as the train approached him.
However, the train didn't crush him. Instead, it rushed into Angor's body with a deafening whistle and went straight for his mind and mind.
At this moment, his mind was filled with the endless train ramming into his mind.
Angor had used two authorities before. The first one was "Dream Gate", which almost drove him insane. The second one was "Gatekeeper", which made him dizzy for ten hours.
But this time, the discomfort he felt was as if the Devil Sea had encountered the worst weather. Waves rolled dozens of meters, lightning and thunder roared, and a terrifying sea beast as huge as a mountain revealed its ferocious face …
This kind of pain, compared to the previous two times added together, might not even be enough!
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Sunders was a little surprised by this. Angor had already become a wizard and was about to enter the path of truth. According to their predictions, the fusion shouldn't cause such a big reaction. At most, he would feel a little dizzy.
"What's going on?" Sunders frowned and felt a little uneasy. He was the first to create his Nightmare Domain, but he didn't have enough knowledge and experience to deal with the dream wasteland.
He didn't know what to do now.
After thinking for a moment, Sunders left the dream wasteland. Angor told him that the first time he used the authority, he didn't just lose consciousness in the dream wasteland. He also fell into a weakened state in the real world. If Toby didn't give him a potion, he would have died.
When Sunders came back to the real world, he immediately smelled blood in the air.
Drip. Drip.
He looked back and saw Angor slumped on the sofa with his head lowered. Blood was dripping from his hair. His clothes, the sofa, and the floor were all soaked in blood.
And this happened in less than two minutes after Angor fused his powers.
Sunders checked Angor's condition and found that he couldn't be any worse.
Besides, Angor was too confident that the authority would be fine today, so he didn't take any measures to protect himself.
Luckily, he was with Angor today. If he was alone, he would probably get into trouble again.
Sunders sighed and went to treat Angor's wounds.
Not long after his wounds were healed, new ones popped up all over his body. Furthermore, his body was still weakening.
"Looks like the authority fusion this time is more difficult than before." Sunders frowned and took Angor to a special repair pod.
Sunders rubbed his forehead as he looked at Angor's pale face.
He didn't know what authority Angor fused with, but it seemed to be beyond Angor's limit.
Sunders had an idea.
Maybe the Scroll of Luck really worked. The new authority was indeed the most important one. However, they didn't consider whether Angor could handle such a core authority in the dream wasteland.
This was the reason why the Sorcerers were both afraid and hopeful of the Scroll of Luck.
It gave people hope, but it never told them what kind of price they would have to pay.
The only thing Sunders could do right now was to protect Angor's body.
Meanwhile, inside the dream wasteland.
Angor was lying on the ground. He would lose consciousness from time to time, but he would be awakened by the endless pain. He couldn't tell what was real and what was not. All of his thoughts began to become fragmented. There was no complete logical chain. He was shuttling back and forth between different fragments of images. Sometimes he fell into the lava, sometimes he fell into the ice valley. The only thing that was complete and connected to his thoughts was the feeling of 'pain'.
The pain was beyond what he could bear.
His brain was being steamed, his skull was being boiled, and even his flesh felt like it had been injected with mercury. Every inch of his body was screaming in pain and despair.
Angor couldn't figure out what was going on with this authority. Apart from the pain, there was only one thought in his mind: I can't give up! I have to live!
This torture lasted for a full two hours. If it were anyone else, they might have already thought in despair that they might as well be annihilated. But Angor had too many unfinished business. No matter how painful his mind was, he couldn't let go of the thought of "not giving up".
When the pain reached its peak, a variable finally appeared in the unchanging disaster.
All the green runes on Angor's body suddenly glowed brightly.
Angor's back also began to itch as a beautiful, curly green rune slowly appeared on his back. At the same time, the untamed light spots inside his body slowly lost their strength to resist the "fusion". In the end, they slowly calmed down.
After several hours of torment, Angor's pain finally subsided. He slowly closed his eyes and entered the "Dark Sweet Land".
As he fell asleep, the green runes on his back slowly disappeared.
Sunders had already returned to the real world, but he didn't see this. However, he did notice that Angor's body was slowly recovering. His condition was getting better and better.
The blood in his ears and eyes did not seep out anymore. After the wounds on his body were healed, they did not open again.
Thanks to the recovery pods, Angor's injuries were finally healed.
Seeing this, Sunders sighed in relief.
Angor must have found something already.
Did he give up halfway because he couldn't bear the pain? Or did he successfully fuse with the authority?
If so, what exactly was the authority that could cause such a great disturbance to a truth-finder wizard?
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