Super Dimensional Wizard

Chapter 2476 Golden Meteor

The voice in my ears is still there, but before my eyes has become nothingness.

The previous experience was like a beautiful mirror, but the glance at the thief of time seemed to have happened in a twisted time and space.

Angel didn't know what happened, or if the time thief actually saw him through time and space, but that scene was deeply imprinted in his heart, making him seem to have witnessed a miracle in time and space.

Put aside the illusion in these clouds and fog, and return to reality.

Regardless of whether the whispers of the time thief are true or false, Angel can be clear that the barking of the Dalmatians must be true.

However, Angel looked back and looked around. Without the clock forest, this place became nothingness. It could not reach the sky or the ground. It was a void without a beacon. At a glance, all but darkness is darkness. You can't see the appearance of a Dalmatian at all.

But Angel was extremely sure that he must have heard the barking of dogs before, and it was precisely because of the barking that the clock forest would become a bubble and dissipate.

But now, why are the Dalmatians gone again? Are you reluctant to come out to see him, or are you playing peekaboo with him again?

"Good dog, I heard your barking... don't hide." Angel said to the surrounding void in a tone of soothing children.

However, there was no response from the surrounding silence.

"You are a mature puppy. It's time to come out and meet me by yourself. Playing hide-and-seek is very naive." Angel changed his tone of voice again, saying "You grow up, we can be equal." "Dialogue", trying to flick the Dalmatian out.

Unfortunately, the Dalmatians were still not fooled.

It seems that the Dalmatian is determined not to see him for the time being.

However, it can be seen from the barking of the Dalmatians before that the other party should be observing himself in a corner. Moreover, Angel also had a vague guess about what happened just now.

The Dalmatian let him see the clock forest, maybe it has some meaning. But I didn't expect that the time thief could actually affect him now through the past time and space, so the Dalmatian had to shout to let the illusion dissipate.

If this guess is correct, at least the Dalmatians are still facing themselves. Then, his safety here should be guaranteed.

As for the Dalmatian not coming out to see himself, maybe something is wrong with it? Maybe it's the time thief to line up? Anger guessed casually.

Since it's a safety issue, don't worry about it now.

Angel decided to sit still and wait to see if the Dalmatian would come out to see him after he was "busy".

As for, to explore around? If there are obvious spots of light around, or clear landmarks-such as suspended platforms, floating ruins, dreamy forests, twisted passages... Then he can explore and see. But now the surroundings are completely black and void, there is no iconic thing, what is he going to explore?

Of course, holding back is only a stopgap measure at this moment. If a long time has passed and the Dalmatians still do not come, and there is still no change in the surroundings, Anger will naturally go around and explore.

In addition, Angel chose to stay here, but there are other ideas.

Angel believes that what the Dalmatians do must be meaningful. It was like, on the platform, he saw the light spot, arrived at the light spot, was sucked into another piece of void by the clock, and saw the clock forest...

This is like a "guidance" of a process, and behind this must be Dalmatian's handwriting.

It did not boot again at this time, perhaps because it was already in place, just wait.

The combination of the two ideas made Anger decide not to move.

Time passed slowly, and Angel didn't bother to calculate how long it took in this pure dark void. Maybe a few minutes, maybe a few hours.

In this process, Angel did not move from start to finish, except for a part of his attention to the surroundings, all other thoughts were placed before the aftertaste to witness the beginning of the mysterious harvest.

The quiet precipitation, coupled with the fact that Angel has several mysterious objects in his hands from time to time.

It all means that Angel's understanding of mysterious power is getting deeper and deeper.

At this time, Angel even felt that as long as he was given a suitable space-time environment and matched materials, he was sure to refine something mysterious...or, at least half a step of mystery.

Of course, this is just what Angel "feels", and the actual situation may have to be said otherwise.

But at least, Angel already has the idea and steps to design the refining of mysterious things...Many alchemists target at the mysterious level, but they can't even get in touch with this level, how to refine it.

In this step, Angel surpassed ninety-nine percent of alchemists.

In the process of waiting, apart from accumulating knowledge, Angel occasionally thinks about other things. For example, the situation of Gruz Dehuad, Polo Ye, the inspector, and barking.

Barking shouldn't have any problems. It's a bit of a master and servant with Dalmatians. This time the barking of Dalmatians is enough to show that they have a good relationship.

As for Gruz Dehuad and Polo Ye, it is estimated that the situation will not be too good. After all, Wang Wang's goal is these two, maybe Wang Wang has already negotiated with these two through the power of Dalmatians.

It was the inspector, Angel was a little worried.

The inspector was swallowed this time, and more of it was affected. Angel personally thinks that the inspector is a very good wizard, but his standard is hard to become the standard of a Dalmatian.

Perhaps, the inspector was also suffering at the same time as Gruz Dyward.

When I see a Dalmatian, I have to talk to him about it. It doesn't matter what Paulo Ye and Gruz Dyhuad deal with, but it is better for the inspector to let it go.

However, the prerequisite for everything is to see Dalmatians.

Dalmatian, where are you?

...

The observant who was mesmerized by Angell was at this moment by the wall of the pure white secret room, while resisting the attraction that was not too strong, while rubbing and moving.

Since Dalmatians can come in, there must be an exit for this pure white secret room.

The inspector is now looking for an exit.

However, two hours later, the inspector walked around the edge of the pure white chamber, and did not find anything. It was as if the alchemist was formed and refined in one piece.

Could it be that the exit is not actually on the edge, but in the middle?

The observant raised his eyes and looked to the middle...Gruz Dehuad and Boluoye were still trying their best to resist the attraction and could not move.

It is worth mentioning that there are only seven tentacles left in the Polo Leaf at this time.

Boluoye did an experiment before, it cut off a tentacle, and let the tentacle with a strand of consciousness touch the mysterious fruit.

I want to see if close contact with the mysterious fruit will turn into a rain of blood like the outside world.

It turns out that the same.

Its tentacles turned into a rain of blood in the sky, dyeing the middle into scarlet.

In the process, Gruz Dehuad also tried to contact the inspector and ask him to come and help, at least drag them to the periphery... However, when the law and the magic vortex were not available, the inspector thought To rescue them, they can only enter the center in person. Isn't that looking for death? Therefore, the inspector can only refuse.

But now on the outer wall, he can't find the exit, maybe the exit is somewhere in the middle.

Is he really going to return to the center? But he has no effective way to resist attraction.

The inspector felt a little tired.

What kind of existence did they provoke this time... He, a legendary wizard; Polo Leaf, a legendary combat power; even if it is just a thought, Gruzdavard can reach the level of a fifth-level wizard.

Such a powerful lineup was actually swallowed by a little milk dog who seemed to have no threat, and there was no resistance at all.

That little milk dog...what kind of horrible existence is it?

Is there a big devil in the form of a Dalmatian in the void?

Why has he never heard of it before?

The observant rubbed his somewhat distended temples. It was really difficult for him to guess what kind of existence the Dalmatians were. Perhaps the opponent was the pinnacle of the legend, or something higher...

But these are not important anymore. The important thing is, what is the attitude of Dalmatians to them?

By the way, Angel!

Angel and Dalmatians must have a relationship. Since Angel returned to the center of the fog belt, he has always given the inspectors the feeling of being confident, perhaps because the Dalmatians gave him the confidence.

As long as you find Angel, you may be able to find the truth and leave here.

But, Angel...Where are you?

...

In the dark void, Angel sat on the luminous fluffy grass, half-squinted, thinking silently, and waiting quietly.

Time has passed for a long time, until Angell's thoughts have turned into a runaway horse, after running through various dimensions.

The change he was waiting for finally appeared.

Angel vaguely heard a low whistling sound from above.

He opened his eyes suddenly, raised his head, and looked at the height of the void. However, he didn't see anything, maybe because the distance was too far?

After waiting for another two minutes, Angel finally saw a trace of vision.

A golden meteor, dragging a long tail, is falling downward.

Golden meteor? what is this? Angel looked far away, trying to see the true face of the golden meteor, but I don't know if there is any barrier. No matter how Angel looked at it, he couldn't see the composition of the golden meteor.

Moreover, what is even more strange is that the golden meteor is clearly falling "down", but it gives Angel a familiar feeling of weirdness.

It seems that it is not really falling "down".

It is descending from a higher dimension to the dimension of reality. It is the "falling" of this dimensionality reduction, not the "falling" of the spatial distance.

Angel didn't know if this was his own conjecture, or if he spied on the multi-dimensional structure at the beginning of the mystery not long ago, making him think about everything in multiple dimensions.

But in any case, the feeling of falling golden meteors really made Angel feel abnormal.

For the time being, putting aside these strange feelings, Angel focused on the golden meteor.

Because the golden meteor is getting closer, its shape gradually appeared in Angel's eyes.

That is not a shooting star.

It was a drop of golden luminous liquid hanging from an unknown place.

After confirming that it was just a drop of luminous golden liquid, a picture suddenly flashed in Angel's mind.

Not long ago, the clock forest.

The time thief tried to open the door of the time wheel belonging to Angel, but was pierced by something unknown.

A drop of golden blood rolled from the fingertips of the time thief. The blood dripped into the void and disappeared.

"Could it be that the golden liquid is actually the blood of a time thief?" Angel stared at the golden meteor in the sky, and wondered in his heart.

Although this is just a guess, Angel has a premonition that his guess this time should be accurate.

The Dalmatian showed him the picture of the clock forest, there is always meaning.

Perhaps its meaning is clearly stated here-the golden liquid is the blood that the thieves of time shed.

And Dalmatians, got it!

Thinking of this, Angel looked at the golden liquid in the sky, his eyes became a little excited. Although he didn't know the use of the blood of the time thief, everything on his body was precious with such a powerful existence, let alone a drop of fingertip blood.

So... Is this the Dalmatian giving him benefits?

It turned out to be my good dog, and it didn't disappoint me.

Angel praised in his heart, silently waiting for the golden blood to fall from the sky.

But soon, Angel put away his excitement. Because he found something... that golden blood, it doesn't seem to be real.

Like the clock forest before, it seems to be just an illusory shadow.

Could it be that the Dalmatians are not actually giving him benefits, but telling Angel: Do you want golden blood? I can give it to you if you want, go find it! Just in this void!

Angel's brain supplemented silently, and he hesitated: Dalmatians should not be such a dog, right?

Facts have proved that Dalmatians are indeed not that dog.

He is still Angel's good dog.

Because, just when the golden blood was only a few hundred meters away from Angel, it broke through the shackles of dimensionality and gradually transformed from an illusory shadow to reality.

In Angel's vision.

That drop of golden blood had already stagnated in the air at this time, like a star fire burned by flames, it was shed illusory bubbles, and gradually transformed into reality.

The reason Angel was sure that it was changing was because of the presence of breath.

There was no golden meteor before and there was no aura, but at this time, that surging, majestic, and powerful aura that seemed like the passing of time, gradually appeared as the illusion turned to the reality.

This conversion process is not fast, and it may take tens of seconds or even minutes to complete the conversion successfully.

Angel waited silently, watching.

At the beginning, he just had expectations, wanting to see the real golden blood for the first time. But soon, he was attracted by another incident...

(End of this chapter)