Super Dimensional Wizard

Everyone on board, at almost the same moment, smelled a tangy scent of food. Before the feeding center in the hypothalamus issued the "feeding" command, they felt saw a flash and fell into the food one after another. In the illusion of fragrance weaving.

Angel is the same.

In front of his eyes, there are all kinds of magnificent floating in bright colors, which makes people want to wait for gorgeous oneself delicacies. Coupled with the rich aroma that can't diffuse around the tip of the nose, Angel is subconsciously going to extend the hand and pick up the honey-glazed roasted chicken legs nearby.

When a certain desire expands infinitely, it can affect all physiological indicators of a person, including reason. In other words, desire can interfere with the reception of information signals in the brain. When desires expand, the information cannot reach SmartBrain safely. At this time, Sovereign's thinking alone will be the emotional brain, or the instinctive brain. The essence of human beings is still an animal. The instinct brain is responsible for this part, integrating emotions and desires, and expressing the most primordial instincts like animals.

When the desire to eat is full of Angel's brain, he becomes irrational, he becomes logically confused, his thinking is blocked, and he looks like an animal.

Not only Angel, but all ordinary persons on the ship are controlled by the desire to eat. They are madly roaring and covet the food in the fantasy world the most.

Just when Angel was about to indulge in the frenzy of appetite, an itching that was more unbearable than appetite appeared near the butterfly bone on Angel's back.

There is no trace of where this itching originated and where it ran out. But it is coming violently, just like the foam that a good beer bursts out before it opens after a stumble all the way, covering everything else in an instant.

Itchy——

Itchy——

It seems like thousands of ants are crawling back and forth deep in the bones.

This is the real itch to in the bones.

The sudden itching is not all bad, at least the crazy desire to eat is also steadily retreating in this torrent of itching waves.

Anything, as long as there is a gap, there is the possibility of subversion. It's the same with reason, originally controlled by emotions, and can't stand up under oppression. But even if there is only a little relaxation in emotion, reason will be slightly higher.

Itching caused Angel to lose his appetite, and he repeatedly reached out and scratched. But itching comes and goes fast. When the itching came to an abrupt end, Angel found that his appetite had completely subsided. With no appetite, the illusion woven by the aroma of food could hardly affect his sanity.

Angel looked at the various foods that were still floating beside him, and was frightened for a while. Because he knows very well that where there is any food in the position of the honey roasted chicken legs near him, it is clearly the lamp wax he usually uses.

If he ate the lamp wax as a chicken leg...Angel shivered suddenly, and the consequences would be disastrous!

He dare not touch those food illusions again.

The one who can create such an illusion, if not Sea Beast born by innate talent, is a wizard with extraordinary powers. Angel didn't dare to speculate about the purpose of the extraordinary beings doing this, but he didn't want to be dominated by desires anymore. Looking at the food illusion in front of him, he simply closed his eyes with an invisible mind.

Perhaps the extraordinary life that created the food illusion did not have too much murderous intentions. Angel did not touch the illusion, and the illusion did not trouble him again, which made Angel greatly sighed in relief.

Only then did Angel begin to recall the memories of the time when she was previously dominated by appetite.

After a long while, Angel touched his back suspiciously--

This place is itchy again, what is going on? This place has itching more than once, and every time it is strange, coming and going fast, there is nothing strange to the touch.

Angel's brows are frowning tightly. He knows that there is nothing unusual about the itching, at least on the surface. The only unusual place, I am afraid, was that I was scratched by a weird woman in the "illusion" during the innate talent test.

Angel at first felt that it might be an illusion, an illusion created by the Eye of Abillas, because after the innate talent test, he deliberately looked in the mirror and found no injuries on his back.

But with the recent occurrence of various abnormal itching, he began to doubt that maybe the world is not an illusion...but, like the guess at the time of the innate talent test, it was a parallel to reality. The strange foreign world.

In the place where his back was scratched, perhaps there was also the energy of the treacherous foreign world, which made him appear in all kinds of situations.

Angel doesn't know whether his guess is correct, but with his current vision, he can only make such a guess.

Will the itching come back? Will there be any worse conditions besides itching? He didn't know this. Under the unknown threat, Angel in the heart secretly decided that if he could get through the hurdle before him, the next time he saw Moro, he must talk about his situation.

Time does not allow him to be delayed, who knows if his life will be threatened the next time it itches. Therefore, he can only ask Moro for help at close range, instead of waiting until he has learned something and then exploring alone.

When Angel was thinking about things, the Bauhinia had sailed into the depths of the mist, and a group of people had come to the source of the'fragrance illusion'.

On the back of the huge Falcon, wearing a top hat and wearing an elegant and aristocratic atmosphere, Sanders was silent. Flora, with a sly smile on her face, sat on the edge of the Falcon’s wings and looked at the few people standing on the Bauhinia with harboring malicious intentions.

On the deck of the Bauhinia, headed by Sabo, five people stood on each side. In addition to the guides of the three major wizard organizations, Moro and Isli, who had just advanced to the Level 1 wizard apprentice, also stepped in.

Flora looked at Sabo and the others for a while, then suddenly smiled, and said with that childish and charming strange voice: "Hehe, mad bear Sabo, when will you work part-time as a nanny? Now? Bring a group of children to breastfeed?"

The three major wizard Academy Guides called "little children" lowered their heads in silence.

Sabo was so ironic by Flora. Although he was angry in his heart, he did not dare to make any changes in front of Sanders. He could only pretend that he did not hear the irony and laughed heartily. Responding.

"hahaha, the blood witch was joking. It's rare to encounter Greya's restaurant. This group of unseen boys want to open their eyes." Sabo explained with haha.

Flora squinted her beautiful eyes and sneered in her heart. It is false to open her eyes. It’s true to want to eat and drink in Grea’s restaurant... But Grea can Not a friendly chef, want to eat? no way!

Greya, is completely typical of the lunatics in the "Candy House". Don't look at them hehe haha ​​being crazy, but in principle, they won't back down at all.

There is only one way to enter Greya's restaurant: to have an invitation card.

Without an invitation card, even if you are a Legendary wizard, Greya dare not refuse.

This time in order to enter Greya's restaurant, Sanders spent a lot of money to get a bronze invitation card.

Hehe, Flora suddenly looked forward to her expressions when they learned the truth.