Three days later. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the middle of the night, Ingres finished his meditation and stood in front of the window.

His room was on the sixth floor of the fortress, on the highest level above the ground level of the fortress. Through the window, through the moonlight, he could clearly see the puppet legions outside the fortress layer after layer.

Perhaps sensing Ingres' gaze, the group of strange puppets turned their heads in unison and stared at him with cold eyes.

The moon-white light sprinkled on their cold faces looked even more eerie.

Their eyes were fixed on him, as if to warn him not to act rashly.

The strength of these puppets was distributed, and Angel faintly felt that there were at least a plurality of wizard-level puppets among them. When the wizard-level coercion approached, Angel held on for a moment, and finally took a few steps back.

As soon as the curtains were drawn, all the coercion was silenced.

I don't know how many times in the past three days, as long as it is night, every time I get close to the window, I am forced back by this group of puppets, even if I stand at the window.

Ingres has gone from anger at the beginning to finding joy in his suffering now. At least you can practice your ability to resist pressure in front of these puppets.

But no matter what, it is still aggrieved in the end.

In Daredevil, in the face of Lydia, because of the difference in strength, he reluctantly agreed to an unequal agreement, in the face of Twilight, he fell into the current situation because he had no ability to fight back, in Silent Hill, although Isabella spared him, but Ingres did not forget the anger and pain when he was hunted down, although Bogula did not do anything to him for the time being, it can be seen from the attitude of the puppets outside the window that he was under house arrest.

All kinds of deeds are urging Ingres how small and insignificant he is in the face of absolute power.

Even if his current strength occupies an absolute leading position among his peers, sometimes the higher he stands and the farther he looks, he will understand how low his strength is.

He doesn't have the idea of being the overlord in the monkey, he just wants to get out of the fate of being played with and controlled as soon as possible.

And the premise of all this ...... It is the improvement of self-strength.

During these three days, he kept perfecting the trick model. Nowadays, the mental force model in the thinking space has an obvious meaning of "scattering". If we continue to improve, the model will metamorphose into a "spider web", diffracting to all sides of the thinking space.

But Ingres did not continue to refine the spiritual meter model, not because he couldn't, not because he didn't want to, but because he didn't dare.

The Singularity Scattering Meditation Method is the strongest method currently discovered in the Special Channeling Method, and as stated in its records, it has almost no bottlenecks until it reaches the wizard level.

If he continued to improve, it was very likely that Angel would directly touch the realm of a third-level apprentice.

This is what Angel can't do at the moment, because he knows very well that he only advanced to the second-level apprentice when he fell into the space passage half a year ago, and the foundation has not yet been consolidated, and if he is promoted again rashly, it is likely to cause the building to collapse.

But......

Time waits for no one, and if he waits for the foundation to be laid step by step, it will take at least several years. This time is short for the transcendent, but long for the mortal.

Jon was still in the distance waiting for him to return, and he couldn't stop.

Angel fell into deep thought, his desire to improve his strength was of course the most important thing at the moment. But rash action in disregard of the basis is irresponsible for the future. How to quickly make up for the basics, common sense knowledge in the future can be slowly said to be physical deficiencies...... Purifying the garden should be possible.

At the thought of purifying the garden, Ingres's mood fell to the bottom.

The shadow and the words of him that day are still in my ears.

"In the past, every time the Purification Garden was opened, it was you who competed for the spot. It is rumored that there are a lot of places, very loose, all of them are fake, you also know that the gain-type witchcraft garden, the law will be consumed, and our Sky Mechanical City can't even meet our own needs, how can there be room for outsiders. After Shadow said this, he concluded, "So, this time the opening of the Purification Garden is particularly strange, and you can enter it by climbing the Sky Tower to reach the top. In the past, it was the standard to enter the Purification Garden, but the Infinity Tower had to climb above 30 floors!"

The prerequisite for challenging the Infinite Tower is to clear the 15th floor of the Sky Tower!

In the past, it was an infinite battle tower with a minimum of 30 floors, and only the place for the Purification Garden was available. Now it is relaxed to the entire wizarding world of the Southern Regions, and you can enter it as long as you pass through the Sky Tower. There is no need to repeat this in the middle, Ingres himself feels strange.

"Therefore, this time the purification garden is definitely not simple, and it is very likely that there is a hidden problem. "The Shadow is meant to dissuade Ingres from entering the Purification Garden.

After thinking about it for the past few days, Angel did think about accepting the help of the Shadow and fleeing first.

But...... The Purification Garden is a great attraction to him at the moment.

Do you choose to leave, or do you want to stay here and wait for the Garden of Purification to open?

Ingres was silent all night, and combined with the current situation, he actually had a bias in his heart.

......

The morning sun is slightly dewy.

Angel was thinking about going to the Shadow and making his decision known, but the Shadow was the first to find him.

"How's it going?" Shadow pushed the door in.

Angel pointed out the window: "No, every night passing by the window is like a great enemy. ”

The shadow walked to the window, glanced at the layers of puppets outside, and said with a smile: "This is the autonomous function of the defense puppet, as long as it is a stranger, it will be like this, and Falgar has been receiving such a baptism these days." ”

"You mean, this isn't Lord Bogula deliberately targeting me?"

"No, the mentor's personality is actually very pure, and he will not deliberately make moves in such details. After a pause, the shadow pulled down the curtains, "What do you think......?"

"I'm not leaving Sky Mechanic City for a while. ”

"Looks like you've chosen the Purification Garden. ”

The Shadow was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed, "Perhaps, you chose to purify the garden correctly. ”

Ingres looked over with a puzzled look in his eyes.

"I've been in contact with my friends in the past for the past few days, hoping to help you escape with the smuggling teleportation array. Or, if you choose to purify the garden, find you a safe place to hide. Shadow lightly said what he had done in the past few days, although it was only a few simple words, Ingres could hear that it definitely consumed a lot of affection. Even, Shadow had even thought about the follow-up of his choice to purify the garden.

Angel didn't say any more polite words of "thank you", but silently took the Shadow's heart to heart.

"The reason why I said you might have chosen the right one is because I got a message. It is true that the purification garden is as I said, and there may be something wrong. But in between, there may also be great opportunities. ”

"What do you mean by that? ”

"This time, we, Sky Machinery City, have sent ten wizard apprentices into the Purification Garden, and these ten apprentices are all true geniuses. The Shadow paused, "There are even two sons of true wizards. ”

"This group of geniuses is the core seed of tissue cultivation, and all of them have taught special guidance methods, and there are even people with special physiques, and the future is limitless. The Shadow said silently in his heart: Of course, you are more wicked than them.

"It is impossible for the organization to send them to death, so it is impossible for the purification garden to be lifeless this time, and this vitality may also be a great opportunity. Speaking of this, the Shadow sighed to Angel: "I don't know what the chance is, but it is bound to be beneficial. And I also heard a rumor, I don't know if it's true or not. ”

"The major wizarding organizations have all sent genius juniors here. It seems that the things that the teacher has been busy with these days have something to do with it. ”

After the Shadow finished the news, he hurried away again, and he became interested in asking more about the Purification Garden.

Before leaving, he warned Angel, "I can actually provide you with a more hidden hiding place on the opposite side, but now that the atmosphere in the city is very strange, I think it is safer for you to stay in the fortress, and the mentor should not have time to trouble you these days." ”

The Shadow finally left a "wait for my news" and left.

Ingres pondered for a moment and returned to the table, no matter what the Purification Garden became, it was right to improve his combat power.

He's already studied most of his fear technique, and if nothing happens, he should be able to achieve initial results within this week. The fear technique itself is different from person to person and is very targeted. If you add the Nightmare Illusion effect, his combat power should be greatly improved.

Time flies, and a week passes.

That night, Ingres completed the last bit of the Dreadbook algorithm on paper, and the next step was to build the model of the trick on the Vientiane axis according to the record.

When Ingres was about to turn the dread spell to his own in one fell swoop, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Knock knock knock -

The sound is crisp and empty.

Angel subconsciously glanced at the wall clock on the wall, it was past midnight, and it happened to be the early hours of the morning. At this point in time, even if the transcendents rarely rest, no one would deliberately choose this time to visit.

"Who?" Ingres asked, frowning.

After a long time, a mechanical voice came in: "Distinguished guest, Kaza has something to ask to see." ”

As Shadow had mentioned, Kaza was an upgraded version of the Magic Eye, which was loaded with a mechanical core, and was currently the steward of the fortress.

Instead of opening the door, Angel cautiously said, "Please come in." "If it's really the Kaza butler, it should be able to enter the room directly with its permissions.

Angels' voice fell, and there was a crisp sound on the lock on the door.

The door opened, and floating outside the door was the Kaza butler whom Ingres had seen in front of the fortress.

Huge eyeballs made of metal slowly floated into the room, and finally hung in front of Angels.

"Steward Kaza, I don't know what happened to me?"

Kaza "crunched" twice: "Distinguished guest, Mistress Midora wants to see you, and your Excellency is already waiting in the living room." ”