Super Dimensional Wizard

"Please select a destination."

This was the third time Gloria had heard these words since boarding the weird cat bus. The first two times, Greya didn't understand the situation, so she chose to remain silent.

This time, Greya finally spoke out and reported an address: "Witch Town."

"The Cat Bus is about to leave, sit tight! The destination is Witch Town!"

As soon as the words fell, the Cat Bus started to run wildly, running at high speed, over mountains and rivers. The most amazing thing is that the plush meat pads of the Cat Bus do not produce any rebound force, and you don’t feel any bumps when you sit on it.

The cool night breeze kept pouring into the car, and the silk and clothes made a strong sound in the wind. Greya sat on the soft orange plush cushion, looking at the changing scenery outside the window at leisure.

She raised her head and glanced at a circular map on the top of the right wall of the cat bus. The names of several stations were marked on it. Greya estimated that these addresses should be the destinations where this so-called "cat bus" would arrive? The "Witch Town" she reported earlier is one of them.

The reason why Greya chose Witch Town is because among all the stations in the picture, only Witch Town seems to be related to "witches".

Others, such as "Soup House", "Tree Nest", "Mermaid Sea", "Sky Island"... "Monument Valley", etc., these stations seem to be quite ordinary just from the names.

Therefore, Greya was locked in Witch Town almost immediately.

"Using the cat bus as a bridge connecting various areas? It's a strange foreshadowing, but it's also quite interesting." Greya stretched out and blew in the night breeze. "I happened to have overcome a difficult point in the birth technique. I'll take advantage of this. A chance to relax and have some fun.”

Graya closed her eyes and felt the speed of the cat bus leisurely.

Suddenly, the Cat Bus braked hard and stopped moving. When Greya opened her eyes, she saw a strange road sign standing abruptly on this unusually smooth road. There was an oil lamp hanging on the road sign, and a civet cat holding an umbrella stood under the lamp.

Greya raised her eyebrows, Angel was quite good at playing, and he managed to get a few passengers in the car along the way? Moreover, this guest looks like a beast, but is wearing a human bathrobe, which is quite interesting.

The fat face of the orange cat slowly turned to the road sign. The two huge cat eyes were like "car lights", emitting bright white light: "Cat Bus is at your service."

As if the civet cat couldn't see Greya, he said to the cat head: "Is this bus going to the soup house?"

The orange cat turned its head and shook its three big striped tails: "The destination of this trip is Witch Town."

"Witch Town? Well, I'll wait for the next bus."

After the civet cat finished speaking, the orange cat set off again. Greya turned around and saw the weird raccoon cat holding an umbrella alone, standing under the light and silently watching the cat bus leave.

"In this illusion, is there not only a cat bus, but also other intelligent beings?" Greya speculated with a smile and a relaxed attitude: "The civet cat was going to the soup house, so what did I just say? If you choose to go to the soup house, won’t this tanuki get on the train too?”

"If the civet cat also gets on the bus, will there be any follow-up story?"

Greya has not forgotten that the illusion in the feather earrings, even if it is just a scratch on the wall, can create a big drama in her mind. Maybe that tanuki has a story line of its own?

Greya speculated enthusiastically, not feeling "being led around" at all. It was like playing a third-party character with a story line, using this character to experience another life.

The cat bus ran on the smooth path for a while, and then it stopped at a corner. Greya thought she had met another hitchhiker, but there was no sign of anyone outside the window.

This is a big turn of 90 degrees, with a hillside on one side and a cliff on the other. And below the cliff is a sea roaring with waves.

Greya only saw an iron street sign at the corner.

A forward arrow was drawn on the road sign, and a row of words was left: "Entrance to Witch Town."

Greya looked forward along the road sign. The sign pointed in the direction of the cliff. There was nothing. She could only see the dark sky and the distant ocean of cliffs glowing white under the moon.

When Graya was confused, Cat Bus suddenly squatted down, kicked off his back feet, and jumped into the high air.

Before Greya could react, they passed through a strange door opened in the sky and fell into another world.

Thick fog, a lot of thick fog obscured Greya's sight.

But Greya didn't care about the thick fog, instead she looked excited. Although the fog was very heavy, she felt the same strong aura of the nightmare world in the fog.

The thick fog was clearly moving, but Greya seemed to see time stagnant.

Everything will pass away, leaving only this volume of time that never grows old, waiting for you quietly in the depths of loneliness.

This weird feeling lingered in Greya's heart.

Greya was completely immersed in it, which not only made her tremble with fear, but also made her unable to resist longing and pursuing.

She didn't even feel that the Cat Bus moved slower and slower until it finally stopped in front of a wooden pillar with an oil lamp hanging on it.

"Witch Town has arrived, welcome aboard the Cat Bus."

As the orange cat turned its huge head, Greya slowly came back to her senses.

"This is Witch Town? Why is it so foggy?" Greya looked at the thick fog outside the car and asked doubtfully.

However, Cat Bus did not answer, but used his eyes to signal Greya to leave.

"That's right. If the characters in the fantasy are intelligent, there will be many layers involved, which Angel can't do at the moment." Thinking of this, Greya also stopped talking to the Cat Bus and got off the bus. .

As soon as she got off the bus, Cat Bus swung its three tails and climbed up along the wooden pillars.

There is a thin thread on the top of the wooden pillar, leading to nowhere. Cat Bus stepped onto the silk thread without any sway, moved its limbs quickly, ran along the silk thread into the depths of the mist, and soon disappeared.

Greya twitched her ears and looked at the place where the cat bus dropped her.

There was nothing around, only an archway inserted at the three-way intersection. The archway was in tatters, and between the cobwebs and rags, a row of words written in dirty blood could be faintly seen: "Witch Town."

Below "Witch Town", there is a row of small words. Greya looked closer and saw a row of suggestive text: "Welcome to Witch Town, this will be your... nightmare amusement park."

Nightmare amusement park? Greya smiled faintly. Just this rich aura of the nightmare world was already a nightmare for her.

"Do you use fog to embellish the scary atmosphere? Is this a scary town?" Greya was not afraid to laugh. As a wizard, she rarely had the emotion of fear. But here, Greya clearly felt that her emotions were controlled by Angel's illusion. Even though she didn't feel that terrible in her heart, the violent heartbeat and the solemn atmosphere made her unconscious. Entered into a focused state.

Then, Greya walked into the fog without hesitation.

…

On the other side, Angel is drawing a design, and he plans to make a temporary residence for Froud.

In fact, Angel wanted to make just one at first. But then I thought about it, this was his second alchemy product after having his own logo, so he had to be a little more serious.

Moreover, even if it is refined, Froud will only stay temporarily. In the end, this thing still belongs to Angel, and there is no need to worry about the fertilizer flowing to outsiders.

However, no matter how serious the refining is, it is just a temporary residence for the soul. Therefore, Angel works more on the design appearance. In Angel's mind, when his unique alchemy logo is spread, he must at least make his "art and taste" meet the standard.

Angel has already decided on the main magic material, and uses the "skull of the deceased" as the main body of the soul. Therefore, its appearance design must take into account the fragility of the bones.

Soon, a church made of bones was found, looking for the book garden www. zhaoshuyuan.com appeared on paper.

"Pure white bones, even with hollow reliefs, are still a bit monotonous." Angel touched his chin and decided to gild the white bones with a layer of secret gold.

When Angel refined the finished product, he found that the pale bones and the bright gold were strangely fused.

Although there are still flaws in the appearance, it can basically reach the level of a work of art.

"It looks pretty good, let's call it...the Church of the Dead." Angel named it casually. Originally, he wanted to name it the Church of the Bones, but then he thought it was too direct and it would be better to be more tactful.

Angel was very satisfied with the appearance. As for the effect of the Church of the Dead, it was okay.

The Church of the Dead is actually composed of two parts, one is the house and the other is the base. The house was a semi-finished product, and Angel originally planned to carve an expansion magic pattern on the house to allow the Church of the Dead to hold more souls. But he hasn't learned this magic pattern yet, so he can only give up for now.

On the base of the Church of the Dead, Angel carved his own logo and a magic pattern of death.

The Demonic Pattern of Death can release a large amount of cold death energy, and is often used by wizards to engrave it on antiseptic bottles. It can be used to embalm some limbs and organs that have lost their activity but still have the effect.

However, because it releases a lot of death energy, it can also be used to nourish the soul of death.

The "skulls of the dead" themselves can serve as the residence of dead souls for a long time, and coupled with the magic pattern of death, the Church of the Dead truly becomes a sanctuary for the dead.

At least, before the magic crystal is consumed, the Church of the Dead can continue to exist, and there is no need to worry about it being like the soul-accumulating flower, which will wither in a short time.

The Church of the Dead has been refined, and now it’s time to check the effect.

Angel took out the Soul-Containing Flower from his bracelet and placed Froud and the illusion in the Soul-Containing Flower into the Church of the Dead.