Super Dimensional Wizard

About two hours later, Heroline in the water curtain suddenly moved her ears, and then said to everyone: "I have received the news, Professor Anglo has already rushed over."

Anglo’s Coming means that you can pluck the strings. From the results obtained after plucking the strings, you can also infer what to do next.

After a while, footsteps came from outside the magic hut.

With a "click", the door fence was pushed open. Two people walked in one after another. At the front was a middle-aged man with short gray hair. His hair was meticulously combed, his face was clean and serious, and he was wearing gold-rimmed glasses. His clothes and appearance are like others, rigorous and regular. It is worth mentioning that he holds a small wooden board in his hand, and a stack of parchment is sandwiched on the wooden board, like a lesson plan.

The person walking behind was a wizard apprentice wearing a black cloak. He was a little rickety. Everyone glanced at him and no longer paid attention to.

"Professor Anglo, I wonder if the searched information can support the final plucking?" Douglas stepped forward.

Anglo, a gray-haired man with glasses, first bowed to Sanders who was sitting on the side, and then said to Douglas: "Your Excellency, there is still too little information. , It’s impossible to completely pluck the strings of the world."

"Professor Anglo mean?"

Anglo put down the wooden board in his hand and opened a few sheets to write A parchment full of densely packed formulas: "The results of the speculation may deviate from the truth, but I have tried my best and can't analyze other things. Unless..."

"Unless what?" Douglas deceived.

"Unless someone can walk out of the outer city, even if it is a familiar, I can get more data before I can perform the first stage analysis." Anglo said.

"If someone could come out, they would have come out a long time ago, why wait until now. Also, as long as they come out, don’t we know what’s going on inside? How can we still need to predict?" It came from outside the door.

Immediately afterwards, an old fogey with a dark black robe, wrinkled skin and a white beard dragged to his chest, walked in.

"Master Quite." The others one after another saluted, Angel also stood up.

Only Sanders and Douglas were motionless. The strength of Sanders is the crown of presence. In the wizard world where strength is supreme, strength is seniority.

Douglas doesn't move because he, like Quitt, belongs to the three pillars of Sleepless City. The strength has reached Level 2 wizard, and there is no need for paid respect.

"Quite, do you have any insights?" Douglas looked towards Quite.

"No." Quett shook his head, but his eyes moved to Sanders intentionally or unintentionally.

He has been to the Nightmare Territory, so he can feel the breath of the Nightmare Territory in that Darkness Territory. He guessed that there might be a nightmare world channel, but he was not sure, because based on past experience, the nightmare world channel was impossible to last for so long.

If you know the nightmare world best, it must be Sanders. Not to mention his nightmare magic, just because of the nightmare aura that lingers out of him from time to time, Sanders is impossible and has no relationship with the nightmare world. So, the only thing he can be sure of right now is that Sanders must know some inside story.

Unfortunately, he tried many times and asked in private, but Sanders just didn't want to say.

Because of some selfishness, he himself does not want to make his guesses public. Therefore, in the face of Douglas's inquiry, he could only ignore it.

Douglas did not expect Quett to have any superior opinions. His current expectation is still Anglo: "Professor Anglo, how far can he infer now?"

Anglo flipped through quickly On the parchment on the wooden plank, various data formulas reflected on his glasses, and finally he said: "I can pluck the string once and calculate a general direction without a specified standard."

Douglas pondered for a moment: "That... …Can we estimate the situation in the outer city, whether we will go in a good direction or a bad direction in the future?"

Anglus pondered for a while and said: "This is a general judgment, but good, The bad standard is different for everyone. If judged by the strings of the world, it may be based on the quality of the world process. What is good for us is not necessarily good for the world. Therefore, it is best to add a premise."

"It is feasible to take the overall benefits of the Sleepless City as the premise?"

"In other words, what you want to know is, is the Darkness Territory good or bad for the overall benefits of the Sleepless City? Anglo thought for a while, nodded: "Yes."

After Anglo, directly in front of everyone, he used the unique technique of prophecy: "Plizzling."

I saw the wooden board in his hand, and countless illusory shadows were formed in a splendid magical power. The parchment that recorded the formula algorithm on it slowly turned into dust and merged into the illusory shadow.

In the arrangement of the illusory shadow, everyone feels a weird and huge breath, as if everything in the world is included in the breath.

At this time, one after another arc of light appeared out of thin air, flashing between Anglo's fingers.

Anglo's fingers kept curling up, some of the arcs of light were cut off by him, and some were let off by him, letting them flow in an unknown space.

Every time an arc of light is intercepted, a little sweat oozes from Anglo's smooth forehead. After a while, he was brow beaded with sweat, and a layer of white mist was evaporated from his glasses.

When all the light and shadow disappeared, nearly a hundred arcs of light remained between the Anglo fingers.

I saw him spit out a deep breath and looked towards Douglas with tired eyes: "The plucking is done, I have to start to calculate, give me some time."

Anglo took out a parchment again and placed it on the board. I took out the quill pen, immersed in the ink, and while writing various unknown formulas, I blended the arc of light between my fingers into the paper and pen.

This process lasted a long time.

Angel at first watched with interest, wondering what Anglo could write, but soon felt his eyes confused and a little drowsy.

As soon as Sanders turned around, he saw Angel who was nodded and sleepy, and couldn't help but look at the Anglo wood board.

Sanders shook his head funny, and said to Angel through the mind tie: "Don't look at it. You can't see your realm. You can't see anything. If you force it to remember, it will hurt you. spirit strength."

When Sanders said so, Angel naturally narrowed his gaze: "Teacher, that was just plucking the strings?"

Sanders nodded: "Yes. , The three major divisions of the wizard’s current mainstream are the River of Destiny, the wheel of time, and the string of the world. Plucking a string means plucking the string of the world into your own use."

" In addition to these three major divisions, there are also some small factions such as the "Astrological Axis", "The Bell of Questions", "The God of Silence"... and so on. If you are interested in the prophecy system, you can go to the Guangyao World The "Crown Star Doctrine" spread out every fifty years, and every issue will be revised."

Angel has always believed that prophecy is either astrology or divination. There are many divisions and factions in the prophecy system.

Sure enough, the deeper you understand the wizard world, the more knowledge you know, the more you feel poor.

The reason why truth is mentioned repeatedly by the wizard like a god's card is not because truth can bring great power, but because the pursuit of truth requires recognition of one's own insignificance. Only if you know how small and poor you are, you will be in awe of everything in this world.

……

Anglo is still calculating that all the wizards in the magic house are whispering, some are talking about the dark areas of the outer city, and some are not talking about marginal gossip .

Angel was leaning against the window, together with Toby, looking at the outer city in a daze. Angel is praying that Nausicaa will not be inside, and Toby is worrying about Greya's safety.

When they were worried, footsteps suddenly heard behind them.

Angel looked back and saw a man crouched and covered in a black cloak approaching.

Angel remembered him, he was a wizard apprentice who came in with Anglo. However, as soon as he entered the room, he consciously drifted out of sight of all the wizards, silently becoming a transparent person.

But, why is he suddenly looking for him now?

Angel looked towards him, does this person also plan to learn from the group of wizards to communicate with him?

Just as Angel was thinking about it, an old voice suddenly came from the black cloak: "Angel, long time no see..."

Angel lifts the head suddenly, Looking at each other suspiciously.

Listening to his tone, he not only knows his name, but also knows himself? But when Angel recalled it carefully, in his memory, he couldn't think of a person with a similar tone.

Faced with Angel's suspicion, the other party gave a wry smile and gently pulled down his cloak.

Looking at the old and thin old man in front of him, Angel was a little stunned.

The face under the cloak is indeed a familiar face, but it is a little different.

The age spots are all over the cheeks, and the face is haggard to the point of unimaginable. The cheekbones are towering, and even through the thin layer of skin, you can vaguely see the white bones below.

Just two years ago, when Angel first met him, although he was very old, he looked very energetic.

In just two years, the other party was still a Level 3 wizard apprentice, why did it become like this?

Angel hesitated for a moment, and whispered: "Master Moro?"

The person in front of him is Moro. The reason Angel was able to step into the wizard world was precisely because he met Moro.

He also comes from the old continent, and his relatives are the backbone of the Canary Empire-the Monne family. The Pat family, where Angel and Angel belong, are not only the difference between Heaven and Earth, but the two are on the border and the other in the capital, and they have no intersection.

But because of the "morning dew after rain" this tea, Moro was introduced to Pat Manor.

Angel decided to embark on the wizard road with the help of Moro. At the same time, the healing ice scroll on Teacher Jon's body was also obtained by Moro.

It can be said that if there was no introduction from Moro at the beginning, Angel would have almost impossible to step into the wizard world in this life. In his heart, he was grateful to Moro.

However, he did not expect at all that he would meet Moro here and under such circumstances.