"The domain of wind is the temple of silence. It is the boundary of distance. It is the invisible string that allows one to perceive the world.
"As long as you become part of the wind, you will hear the whispers of the wind.
"Humph. You're just a pathetic human. How can you understand the grace of the wind?"
Fafnir's voice suddenly appeared in Angor's mind as he dodged the attacks from the wind and felt the howling of the wind.
His dusty memories were unsealed by time.
He returned to the days when Fafnir opened his shop in Rasudran.
As an Abyssal Dragon, Fafnir always maintained a wind field around him. Angor could always feel the flow of wind around him.
At first, he didn't care about it. Then, he happily explored it. Then, Fafnir mercilessly attacked him. This was Angor's first encounter with the power of wind, and also his most profound understanding.
Fafnir always used cold words to belittle Angor's understanding of wind as worthless.
Angor himself didn't have much talent in the field of wind, so he only learned a little about it. In the end, he didn't learn anything about it.
Before Rasudran fell, Fafnir once said that Angor was barely qualified to study wind as a human.
However, Angor wasn't a wind wizard, and he didn't know much about illusions either. He didn't have the time or energy to do so. Therefore, he had been stranded until now.
Angor thought Fafnir was just trying to be nice before he left. But now, when he was surrounded by countless gusts of wind, he suddenly gained a deeper understanding of wind.
Of course, even if he did learn something, it would not help him much at the moment. He couldn't become a fatty in one go. It would take him a long time to turn his understanding into practical knowledge.
Still, he couldn't use it for now. But … his memories could help him greatly in a short time.
What he meant by "memory" was the scene when he first opened the shop.
He didn't think much of it back then. But now that he thought about it, he realized that it was a great fortune. As a peak Abyssal Dragon, Fafnir constantly stimulated the Wind Domain, and the Wind Domain was Fafnir's comprehension of wind.
And this comprehension contained all of Fafnir's understanding of the Wind Sequence.
Fortunately, he did not see the wind field on the battlefield. The wind field did not mean him any harm, so he could stay among the Wind Elementals and listen to the whispers of the wind.
When he recalled the scene at that time, it was as if he was talking to Fafnir at that time.
Whenever he was hit by Kraken's aura, Fafnir in his memory would mock and ridicule him, stabbing him in the heart with cold words.
Every time he evaded the qi ring, Fafnir said indifferently, "This is the foundation, if you can't evade, then you won't have the face to see me."
Angor kept moving forward and dodging Fafnir's sharp words.
As the noise faded away, Angor realized that he was able to avoid a lot of auras.
Of course, this wasn't an "illusion" he heard from Fafnir's curses. It was something he learned when he was talking to Fafnir while recalling Fafnir's Elemental Wind Elemental.
Thanks to this, Angor seemed to have grasped the structure of the wind.
The closer he got to Kraken, the lower the chance of getting hit by an aura ring.
However, this strange experience could not be maintained for too long. If there was no environment or pressure, he might not be able to experience it again. After all, memories were only memories. They did not exist in the real world.
Still, it only lasted for two or three seconds, which allowed Angor to avoid a lot of auras. Finally, he reached Kraken at a very small cost.
He was now less than ten meters away from Kraken's bell-like eyes.
But he could not get any closer.
Kraken was already back to normal. In addition to the aura rings, a large number of invisible but sharp wind thorns also appeared around its body. These "thorns" formed by the wind blades were like armor, densely covering every inch of Kraken's body.
If Angor took one step closer, he would be attacked by all the wind thorns.
Without the help of "Memory" and Fafnir's "advice", Angor would suffer more than just minor injuries if he touched the thorns.
However, if he wanted to control Kraken, he had to get closer. Ten meters was still too far.
"Maybe this is the only chance I have." Angor looked at the giant squid and made a decision. "If I don't want to miss this chance, I have to try this."
He did not want to give up this rare chance. Next time, it would not be so easy for him to reach Kraken using "Recklessness".
He took a deep breath and opened his right eye before Kraken could recover from its shock.
The green tattoo around his right eye began to move after being nourished by the nightmare aura. Countless runes and structures appeared in his right eye.
In Kraken's eyes, Angor's right eye had turned completely green.
Moreover, an aura that made its heart palpitate spread out from its right eye.
Under the pressure of this aura, Kraken hesitated for a moment.
This short pause gave Angor a chance to cast his spell.
He released the mental illusion model that he had constructed in his mind space through the casting channel.
Previously, regardless of whether he was facing Camarra or Lobel, he had always used the most familiar fingertips to release the mental illusion model casting channel.
But this time, the final outlet of his casting channel was his right eye.
Since he needed to maintain the stability of his mana, he always chose the most familiar spot. He used to use the finger of his right hand because he was used to it. Also, the green tattoo on his right hand could provide nightmare energy. Changing the channel without careful consideration would greatly reduce the stability and success rate. If he failed, he might even suffer a backlash.
But he still decided to do it.
This was because he had tested it before. Activating the green pattern in his right eye and using his right eye as the casting channel would slightly increase the power of Heart Illusion.
Even if it was only a "slight" improvement, it would be the last straw that broke the camel's back.
While Angor was trying his best to maintain the flow of mana into his right eye, the entire illusion of the Mist Battlefield was suddenly enveloped by a terrifying hurricane.
The hurricane swept away the clouds.
A large amount of clouds and mist began to be blown away by the rhapsody of the hurricane.
Even though Ormi did not send him any telepathic message, Angor already knew that Harry was finally going to attack the Mist Battlefield.
Forcibly suppressing the irrelevant thoughts in his mind, he focused all his mental and physical efforts on maintaining the "flood outlet" of his right eye.
He knew that this attack would decide the outcome of the battle.
When he gave it his all, he could no longer hear the wind or see the illusions in front of him. The only thing left in his world was the green tattoo, which was growing like a green water plant in a gentle wave.
When the "water plant" reached every corner of his eye, a ball of light floated up from the bottom of the pool. Its light was very weak, but it illuminated the dark pool of dead water.
When the ball of light broke through the surface of the dead pool, several soft green lines seemed to have been summoned and gently wrapped around the ball of light, causing the originally weak light to suddenly blossom with bright and beautiful colors.
And this was the Illusory Heart Force that was enhanced by his right eye.
When the illusion model leaped out of his right eye and pierced through Kraken's windthorn armor at an incredible speed, Angor finally let out a sigh of relief.
He did it.
It might be a little dramatic to succeed at the last moment. But it was not. Angor rarely used his right eye to cast spells, and that was when he was in a battle. Back in the ruin, Angor used his right eye countless times to study the green tattoo on his right eye. Because he always cast slowly and calmly, he did not make a single mistake.
Because of that, he had the foundation to cast spells in a battle. Otherwise, everything would be pointless. In terms of the accumulation of strength, building castles in the air sounded wonderful, but it would only appear in dreams.
When the illusion model reached Kraken's forehead, which was about ten meters away from him, the expanding airbag and the dancing tentacles above Kraken's head slowly stopped moving.
This meant Kraken had been controlled by the illusion.
Finally, Angor moved his stiff body. Following a series of cracking noises, the pain of being torn apart and dislocated bones flooded his body like a tidal wave.
Even someone as patient as Angor could not help but groan in pain.
After all, what seemed like a light injury to him was actually a fatal injury to the other acolytes.
He cast Heal on himself and felt a little better. Then he slowly walked to Kraken's side and prepared to fix the last corner of the illusion.
The mist around them was getting thinner and thinner. Harry's hurricane was starting to show its power. But Angor was not afraid anymore. Facing the strong wind, he set Kraken as the last corner of the illusion.
As soon as his fingertip touched the ground, the entire Mist Battlefield began to change drastically.
The mist that was blown away by the wind came back again. No matter how hard Harry tried, he could not disperse the mist this time.
The clouds and mist were getting thicker and thicker than before Harry's intervention.
When Harry's hurricane could not even move the most basic mist, it meant the illusion in the Mist Battlefield had undergone a qualitative change.
At this point, it would not be easy for Harry to break out of the illusion. Only when he used up all the energy from the three nodes could he break the illusion. The three nodes represented the three wind generals. In this sea of clouds where wind energy could be replenished at any time, it would not be easy for Harry to deplete the energy of the three wind generals.
Of course, Harry could enter the mist, find the three Wind Generals, and kill them one by one to break the illusion. However, it was definitely not worth it for Harriken.
With that done, Angor dusted his hands and gave Kraken a gentle push.
The King Cuttlefish, which was as huge as a mountain, was pushed into the fog and finally disappeared.
After that, Kraken, Camarra, and Lobel would float in the fog and maintain the triangular structure at all times, maintaining the illusion until the end of the battle.
Looking at the direction where Kraken disappeared, Angor could almost hear Sunders scolding him.
If Sunders knew that Angor risked his life to send the illusion into Kraken's body, Sunders would probably curse him out loud.
Even if he put himself in Sunders' shoes, he still felt that his battle today was humiliating.
This was his karma for not having enough foundation.
It could not be helped. His foundation was still too short. If he had another five or ten years to settle down, he would be able to slowly make up for it.
Angor shook his head. He would use a teleportation array to go back to the Tidal Realm and continue his training after this.
…
His clothes were already torn apart by the shockwave, so he had to change.
This time, he changed into the Moon and Star Wizard robe he wore when he was teaching at Ashillia Academy.
He preferred to wear a gentleman's robe, but since the clothes in his bracelet were all mortal clothes, he had to make do with this robe.
After changing into the robe, Angor looked toward the south of the battlefield.
When Harriken realized that the hurricane could not sweep away the mist, he did not hesitate. He immediately stopped his useless tricks and did not bother with Earl anymore. Instead, he rushed into the mist battlefield.
From this point of view, Harry seemed to value his companions very much. Even though he was not sure about the situation in the Mist Battlefield and did not know if there was any danger, he still barged in without hesitation.
Angor believed that Harry would not choose to kill the three Wind Generals.
If that was the case, they would have plenty of time to prepare.
Angor glanced at the direction where Harry entered. Instead of going there to fight, he flashed and appeared on the other side of the battlefield.
A few wisps of green smoke appeared in the fog, and a faint shadow with a blue lantern on its head dispersed from the smoke.
It was Elmi.
Under the effect of nightmare illusion, Elmi could walk through the battlefield as if it was flat ground. However, Elmi was not the controller of the illusion. Even if she could enter and leave the battlefield freely, she still knew nothing about the layout of the place.
Now that he had decided to deal with Harry, he had to tell Elmi everything that happened in the illusion to prevent any accidents from happening.
Next, he asked Elmi about Harriken's ability.
Only by knowing more about Harry's abilities could he find a better way to deal with the monster.
Elmi sent the image of its fight against Harriken to Angor through telepathy.
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