A black light dot landed on the table in front of him and turned into a black leather parchment. There was a short message on it.
Angele shook his head slightly and walked into the living room. He finally confirmed that he could teleport to the Nightmare Realm. He would not have to worry about not being able to return to the mansion in time.
The third line had the words: Nightmare Realm.
Angele sat down on the sofa and started checking the messages on his fingernails.
He stood up and pressed the rune on his chest with his right hand.
There was a humongous palm print on the ground where the small hill used to be. Everything was flattened by the palm print.
Lott was one of the three wizards that joined the Elemental Hand with Mincola. Sadly, he ended up like Lott.
"Alright, you're a big girl. Don't hang on me." Angele grabbed Freia and pulled her down from his body. He raised his right hand and the image of Phoenix appeared on the back of his hand.
He picked up the parchment and burned it to ashes with a ball of flame. Angele threw the ashes into the trash can.
The girl was wearing a black silk dress and pantyhose. She also had a white lace coat on the outside and a white hat on her head. She looked like a noble lady from Earth.
A crisp sound reverberated throughout the battlefield.
* BAM *
"Cruise … You're the head of the Human Resources Department …" Angele was a good friend of the vice head and the head of the Human Resources Department.
"Green, you haven't seen Master's gravitational magic circle before. It's strong enough to affect the ground. If he releases the energy waves like us, he can destroy the ground with an area of several kilometers and he won't be exhausted like us. He can destroy anything within several kilometers with a single strike. It doesn't matter if he's a wizard or an army. Anyone below his rank will be killed within seconds. With the support of the magic circle, Master defeated two legions with more than 100,000 wizards on his own, "Morrian explained with a smile on his face. The kilometer he was talking about was slightly longer than the kilometer on Earth according to the measurement of wizards.
The diamond-shaped crystal in front of Nicole's chest cracked and turned into white powder.
"Don't worry, I can solve the problem with the final strike. I just need to eat some worm meat and I'll be able to recover. "He blinked his eyes at Angele.
Only the four of them were in the ruins. Vivian was still far away at the frontlines. There was a small battle every two days and a big battle every three days. She had to be there at all times. Suppressing the White City Alliance and the Black Earth. He couldn't leave at all.
Angele put down the pen and started thinking.
Fortunately, he had the A.I. Chip. At the crucial moment, he could know his chances of success and give an improvement plan. Otherwise, perhaps one day, he too would have reached this step sooner or later. After all, his soul aptitude could only be considered average.
Angele knew that many wizards were stuck at rank 2 due to old age, old age, or depleted potential. But most of the time, it was because he practiced an unsuitable meditation technique. He wasted his limited potential on the wrong path. Because of this, there were many sorcerers who failed in their attempts to break through every year. They were either severely injured or killed.
'The difference between having an inherited magic circle and not having one … I should be glad that I've never met a wizard with an inherited magic circle before …'
Angele returned to his room and climbed up the wooden stairs. He entered the room and closed the stone door.
"It's almost done." Milan sighed with relief. "Are you alright, Seth?"
Originally, he just wanted to live slowly like this, and explore the depths of the Nightmare Realm when he had time, or collect other bloodlines to refine. He didn't expect that because of Henn's problem, such a big problem would suddenly arise.
If he had a lace parasol, it would be perfect.
Angele rubbed Freia's chubby cheeks. It felt like jelly when he pinched it. It was cold, elastic, and fleshy.
Angele checked the other messages and found one from Lott. Lott failed in his attempt to break through to the next rank, so he decided to return to his hometown. They would probably never meet again. Lott did not say goodbye to Lott, he only sent a message to Angele and his friends.
Angele inhaled deeply and watched the circle on the table dim down. The circle disappeared after a few seconds.
Lott was an elite of the Dark Wizard Tower and he already had a base in the Nightmare Realm. However, he would be hunted down by the Wizard Lord's Palace if someone found out about Henn. It could be said that because of Henn, he was directly involved in a huge trouble.
"I'm gardening, reading books, and there's nothing else I can do …" Freia responded. "You turned off the magic circle and I can't leave."
The bright sunlight shined on the man's long hair and it looked red.
"Green! Where did you go? Why didn't you come back? "Freia hugged Angele's waist and asked. "Did you bring me any delicious food? I won't forgive you if you don't! "
Angele shrugged.
"Honorable Vice Minister Green, please come to the Mermaid's Song and attend the funeral of Cruise before the 20th of October. On the 13th of July, Cruise tried to break through to the next rank, but he failed and died. "
"Go have some fun with Phoenix." Angele threw Phoenix into the air.
"Not bad, I only missed it by about ten meters." Angele was satisfied with the result.
A slim woman jumped into Angele's arms as he entered the mansion's defensive circle. Angele could smell the fragrance in the air.
The sky was still clear and there were no clouds in it.
Black mud, grass, and meat scattered in the air like raindrops. About ten seconds later, the sky returned to normal. The giant hand disappeared and the dark clouds disappeared within two seconds. It almost felt like they were never there in the first place.
The stone door behind Angele closed and he saw the red stone tunnel in front of him. The warm energy waves were rolling in the tunnel, but it was quiet. Angele could hear the boiling lava underground.
Seth's face turned pale, it seemed like he spent too much of his energy.
"Is that so?" Angele inhaled deeply and tried to relax. It was only now that he knew what these traditional forces truly relied on to survive and support.
Carriages, living people, warhorses, military flags, there were no exceptions.
Angele glanced at the mansion with a gentle smile on his face. He then walked toward the mansion in large steps.
The attack from the three wizards showed him the power of the inherited magic circle.
Angele checked the messages on his fingernails slowly.
He did not expect that Cruise would end up like this. He sighed as he recalled the ten years they spent together.
He had heard about Vivian's inherited magic circle, it was the gravity circle that Henn wanted him to destroy. He did not care about the magic circle at first, but he did not expect it to increase the power of a strong wizard to such an extent.
"Of course I did. Why wouldn't I bring something nice for my cute little Frey?" Angele took out a small cylindrical bottle from his sleeve. The bottle was sealed with a wooden stopper, and inside the bottle were colorful candies. Zhang Xuan shook the bottle lightly, and a rustling sound could be heard as he passed the bottle to Frey.
Morrian, Seth, and Seth lowered their hands at the same time. The three hands melted and separated.
Apart from complicated interpersonal relationships, the existence of this inheritance spell formation was the most fundamental and powerful tool to protect the ruling class. No matter how hard the ruling class tried to enslave the people, they would not be able to defeat the power of the magic circle. This was probably the key reason why this world did not constantly reform and establish new systems like the ones on Earth.
"Alright, let's take a rest. Green, you can do whatever you want. " Morrian noticed that Angele was shocked, so he did not say anything. He closed his eyes and started to recover his body, just like the other two wizards.
She remained silent for a while and glanced around the battlefield. Suddenly, she raised her right hand.
Then, he lightly drew a black dot on the parchment.
The communication rune was dim, which meant …
"Surrender and you'll be spared!"
* * *
Angele stood up and bowed to the three wizards. He then turned around and walked out of the stone gate.
Angele's progress was similar to that of a normal wizard. The chip could not help him much. He had to do it step by step.
He straightened his robe and strode toward the dormitory area.
In the Nightmare World, beside Loch Ness, on the barren brown muddy ground, a black figure slowly emerged and stood steadily by the lake.
The red bird jumped down and landed on Freia's hat. The girl screamed and tried to play with the bird. The girl and the bird were having fun.
Angele had to give up everything and hide in the Nightmare Realm forever. Otherwise, the wizards from the Wizard King's Palace would find out about him.
This undoubtedly caused him to feel exceptionally shocked.
Red light flashed. Angele disappeared into the air.
'This represents me. So … 'He drew a line on the edge of the dot. 'Henn, Wizard King's Palace, Trace' was written on the end of the line. 'Well, that's one thing.'
In the stone chamber, the air slowly returned to normal.
Suddenly, his face darkened. The secret imprint on his right thumb, a pure black swan pattern, had completely dimmed.
'I did well in the Black Abyss. I'll be fine as long as I don't cause too much trouble. ' Angele recalled all the information he found and felt a bit relieved.
He needed to think about his future.
On the surface, he was the son of an elder of Elemental Hand. He had offended the Black Earth and was hiding in his house.
He didn't believe that the Shadow King didn't have a high-level prophet. If he didn't behave himself, the other party would definitely find some clues. For a true prophecy master, as long as they had a start, it would only be a matter of time before they could track down the information of a low-level target.
Angele sighed and returned all the communication runes to his body. It was the fate of the other wizards.
However, Angele could not calm down at all.
* Crack *
Mud and grass splashed in the air. There was blood and flesh mixed in the mud. For a moment, everyone's line of sight was blocked by the flying soil.
Then he drew a second line on the dot. 'Dark Wizard Tower, Black Earth, Elemental Hand, War Quagmire' was written on the end of the line.
Angele walked to the desk and sat down. He took out a piece of parchment and a quill. He also put the ink bottle on the side. He put the ink bottle on the side and dipped the quill into the ink.
Angele tapped on the black swan's back.
'You're bored, right?' He walked to the living room of the mansion. Freia was hanging on his body like a koala.
'I'll spare your life if you surrender!' Her voice echoed in the battlefield.
The only difference was that the A.I. Chip could provide him with a way to break through the bottleneck at the crucial moment.
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