A low growl similar to that of a leopard came faintly from all directions.
He had already returned to his original chair.
According to the legends, the great harpy had the ability to drag creatures into the Illusion Realm. However, no one knew that the Illusion Realm was actually the Nightmare Realm.
* WOO *
"Nightmare Realm?" Angele was a bit surprised. He suddenly realized that the path he was walking on was similar to the path of the ancient wizards.
However, this was the result when the signet was strengthened to a certain degree. He thought it was just an illusion, but …
Angele was still sitting on the chair, his expression unchanged.
There were less and less red eyes on the ground as time passed.
Angele raised his left hand and pressed on the signet.
* CHI *
Angele raised his index finger and tapped on the silver key ring.
The rank of a Magus was almost entirely based on the level of spells they could cast. Casting a spell required a corresponding amount of spiritual force, and it could be cast in one go. The mentality represented the actual level of a wizard.
Angele narrowed his eyes. He held the key in his hand for a second.
The sound of the key ring echoed in the air.
The environment did not change at all. However, everything, including the table, the chandelier, the carpet, the bookshelf, everything, including the walls and the floor.
The carpet, the floor, and the ceiling changed from smooth to rough.
The Banshee's body was covered in black metal-like scales. She kept hissing like a snake as she flicked out her long red tongue. Her body was about eight meters long and it almost looked like she had no bones. She was crawling around Angele's body.
Angele rubbed the harpy on his left arm. The illusory imprint on his palm slowly transmitted a stream of information, all of which were knowledge about entering and exiting this world. This was the inheritance of the Great Harpy Sogra, or rather, the inheritance left in this world.
He panted heavily, sweat dripping down his forehead and down his chin. His face and body were covered with blood. He took several deep breaths and closed his eyes again.
One of the red eyes on the ground was extinguished.
None of this was an illusion.
The red specks of light quickly spread across the ground until they couldn't see the end of it.
'Prepare to collect the mechanism of the illusion model,' Angele ordered.
He removed the black cloth from the chandelier.
"Nightmare Realm …" A smooth metal mirror appeared in front of Angele.
Back when he was still an acolyte, the potions were not a problem. However, now that the potions had an effect on a Wizard's spiritual force, the value was like heaven and earth. The Sobering Potion and the Tranquilizing Potion were only used by apprentices. He had barely made a bottle of the Tranquilizing Potion before. Although it was a substitute, it had no effect at all after drinking it. This also proved that there was indeed a huge gap between wizards and apprentices.
A huge creature slowly crawled out of the black halo.
The crisp sound of footsteps echoed in the darkness.
They were all slowly aging.
Chi!!
Angele heard another noise coming from behind.
"Tell me, where is this place?" He looked at the banshee on his left shoulder.
"The second stage …" He raised his right hand.
The banshee narrowed her golden eyes and surrounded Angele with her long black tail.
"Is this the illusory world that the key led me into? Maybe the Great Harpy used the power of the key to open the door, "Angele muttered.
Pa!
Angele fell into deep thought.
* CHI CHI CHI *
Angele stood up cautiously. Three silver scars appeared on his cheeks. His eyes instantly lit up with blue fluorescence. Countless lines quickly flowed through them, faintly emitting a bright blue halo in the darkness.
The body of a woman, the wings of an eagle, and the tail of a snake.
A ball of black light was released from the signet on his palm. A cacophony of noise instantly filled the entire room.
Angele thought for a while, but he did not come up with any useful conclusions. However, he made up his mind that he would explore the ruins of the ancient wizards if he had the chance.
The signet on his palm blocked the attacks from the front. Angele could feel a burning sensation coming from the signet.
He slowly left the table and stood in front of the window, pushing it open.
The black light dots were attacking Angele at high speed, but he blocked them with the signet on his left hand.
The forest and the lake were still outside the window. However, the sky was yellow, just like the sunset. Everything was dyed with a layer of dusk and dusk.
Angele's face was reflected in the mirror. The original blue eyes had completely turned into golden vertical pupils, which were the same vertical pupils as the Great Harpy's.
He slowly stood up, raised his left hand, and clenched his fist.
'Finally, I did it …' A smile appeared on Angele's face.
He suddenly opened his eyes.
The harpy was excited. Her naked body was circling around Angele's body like a pet.
Angele closed his eyes and felt the heat on his palm.
The red wooden table was covered with a layer of white ash, and the color changed from dark red to light red. There were some small cracks on the edge of the table.
Some time later.
Angele raised his left arm. The harpy's body quickly shrank and turned into a one-meter-long snake. The snake wrapped itself around Angele's left shoulder.
* BAM * A translucent energy wave was released from the center of his palm.
* PA *
"I didn't expect this …" Angele raised his hand and looked at the signet on his palm. It seemed like the signet was getting darker. It looked like the black crack on his palm was leading to an unknown dark place.
Currently, the so-called ruins, including the small island he had been to before, were only ruins from a few thousand years ago at the furthest. As for the real ancient relics, they could only be found in the vast underground world or in the depths of the Boundless Gem Ocean.
'So, I was probably dragged into the Nightmare Realm by the Great Harpy's bloodline.' Angele thought for a while and quickly analyzed all the possibilities.
* CHI *
"Morpheus! Mephistophelia!! "he shouted.
Angele opened his eyes again. Everything around him was dark.
A bloody wound appeared on Angele's right arm, and blood slowly dripped down his skin.
Master Liliana from the Ramsoda School and the wizards that he had met before were all too old. It seemed like it would be difficult for him to improve his power level without enough resources.
Everything around him was getting old at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In the darkness. With Angele in the center, red light dots were spreading in all directions. It looked like there were countless open eyes. It almost looked like the Nightmare Realm was contagious.
It was a disorderly, strange, and mysterious world that was as powerful as a nightmare. It belonged to one of the countless mysterious ancient worlds, and it was definitely one of the worlds that ancient wizards had the most contact with.
He was still sitting in the same chair, but he couldn't see anything around him.
"First stage?" Angele narrowed his eyes and slowly raised his left hand. The signet on his palm was glowing.
"I won't fall here again!" Angele's expression turned serious.
With a hiss, the key ring suddenly lit up and emitted a white halo.
* KA *
Time passed minute by minute. Wrinkles appeared on Angele's face and the corners of his eyes were covered with wrinkles. His body looked like it was going to collapse. However, he still raised his left hand to maintain the black light orb.
Angele could feel that he was the only source of light in the darkness.
His originally smooth and flat silver skin gradually became dull and lusterless. Wrinkles slowly appeared, accompanied by spots of black and brown age spots.
Angele raised his right hand and a bump appeared on his shoulder. The bump moved to the center of his palm and slowly cracked, revealing a string of black keys.
He sat down quietly for a while, but he could not find a solution. The problem was that he did not have enough resources.
The light orb turned into a black light orb and it seemed like something was struggling to get out of it.
Suddenly, a series of air-piercing noises sounded and charged at Angele. A series of howling roars rang out in the darkness.
It felt like there was no life force in the outside world. It was deadly silent.
The light orb was finally destroyed.
"Hiss … Dream … Nightmare …" The banshee responded intermittently.
"It's no wonder that so many Magi can only rely on grinding and grinding. There are so many Magi who are still stuck at their original level after hundreds of years. It turns out that the speed at which Magi advance is too slow … I reckon that those Magi who advance extremely fast must have gathered a large amount of resources to forcefully advance. Why were the ancient wizards able to increase their power so fast and communicate with the unknown realms? "
There were still many bloodlines of creatures from the Nightmare Realm in the Gem Sea.
He suddenly took a step forward.
Angele rubbed the great harpy's head, and the old skin on Socrates' body started recovering.
* PA *
"Let's head back first. This is not a place I can enter." Angele knew that even the ancient wizards had to be careful when they entered other realms. Different realms had different laws of nature and there might be creatures with strange attacks. Many high-rank wizards had died because of that.
'Preparation of the 324th illusion mechanism is complete.' The A.I. Chip intoned.
Angele grabbed the keys.
Sogra the Great Harpy. Her face was exceptionally exquisite and beautiful, but her skin was the color of black metal, glowing with a cold and hard luster. Her hair looked like a bunch of twisting black tentacles. She had no hands, only a pair of black eagle wings that were covered with black feathers.
During this period of time, he constantly tested the mutated illusion mark on his palm, as well as the strange string of keys. Using the black box theory, Zero was able to use the keys to strengthen the signet on his palm. Although Angele did not know how it worked, he was able to figure out how to do it.
The light from the crystal lamp was getting weaker and weaker, and it was getting dimmer and dimmer.
Training one's spiritual power to become stronger was, in fact, completely dependent on the creature's own training. This was also the reason why one's strength would forever stagnate after energy transformation. Without a body, one's spiritual power could not be strengthened and grow. Angele could not improve his power level.
* CHI *
Angele fell into darkness again after the last noise.
He suddenly stood up from the chair and realized that he had returned to reality.
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