Grea was choked by this answer, and looked at Sanders a few more times in confusion, but the other party still looked calm. Could it be that she guessed wrong www.biquge.info Angels' talent has nothing to do with the Nightmare Realm?

But when I think back to what Ingres said earlier, it sounds like a nightmare.

If Ingres's talent is really related to the Nightmare Realm, then when he tested his talent, he inadvertently entered the real Nightmare Realm, right? Then Ingres's talent can't be connected to the Reality and Nightmare Realm, right? Grea smiled self-deprecatingly, how could it be possible, the realm passage is not something that the physical mortal body can connect.

At first, Grea speculated that Angell's talent might be similar to that of the Twisted Primitives. That's why I came to gossip, but now it seems that this is not the case.

Grea shook her head, she could only let go of what she couldn't figure out.

Sitting opposite was a big man from the Southern Regions, and she didn't have the ability to force him to speak.

Thinking of this, Grea could only suppress her doubts and start preparing the twisted protozoa that Sanders wanted.

Just as Glea was cooking the ingredients, a sound of fluttering wings breaking through the air reached everyone's ears.

Following the source of the sound, I saw a seabird no more than the size of two palms rushing in from outside the curtain, with gray feathers and green eyes, red claws and orange beaks, and it looked no different from ordinary seabirds from its physical features.

But what if the seabird is clothed?

A white hat, a blue bib, and a small bag straddled. It stands to reason that it should be very incompatible to dress up like this on a seabird. But strangely, the seabird's dress was surprisingly harmonious.

Perhaps, it has something to do with its agile human-like eyes?

"Ahh Looking at the seabird, Angels subconsciously whispered.

When the seabird heard Ingres's voice, it whirled in the air, and the last flutter landed on Ingres's golden head.

"Oh ho ho ho, little Toby is good!"

At some point, Grea had already stood by Angel's side, rubbing Toby the seabird with her fat cheeks.

Because the seabird was on Angel's head, Grea simply held Angel in her arms.

With this sudden impact, Angel instantly felt his brain empty, and his eyes churned. Surrounded by bloated fat, Ingres felt his face squeezed out of shape.

In addition to his deceased mother, Angell was in such close contact with the opposite sex for the first time. But he didn't have the slightest idea of breaking free.

After a struggle, Glena finally let go of Angel.

Tobey the seabird was still resting safely on top of Angels' head, but his feathers were a little messier than before.

Ingres was much more miserable, and the oily back and back of the morning had become a little mixed because of Toby's arrival, and then Greya's ravage, and his hair was completely messed up.

"Hey, what's the matter with this bird?" Flora snickered as she saw her newly-recognized junior look adorned and pulled Angel behind her.

"What a bird is not a bird, is it polite, its name is Toby, it is my pet!" Grea glanced at hatefully.

"It doesn't matter what it's called, it's not all birds anyway. ”

"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you. Grea carefully picked up Toby and placed it on her shoulder, then twisted her ass to finish the twisted protozoa.

"That bird is live food. Suddenly, Sanders said.

"Live food, is it Grea's creation?" said Flora.

"It should be. ”

Flora's face suddenly changed: "No, I took a closer look just now, it is definitely a demon bird, although it is a very low-level demonic beast, how can it be a living food synthesized by creation?!"

"You can use the Barrier Breaker to see its roots. Sanders' expression was tinged with admiration.

After a while, Flora turned her head in disbelief. Observing the seabird by breaking the obscure, there is a phenomenon of cutting off the source! This is a typical legacy of creation!

"In the past, Grea's creation technique could only cultivate and synthesize all kinds of non-intelligent creatures. Unexpectedly, in just a few decades, she was able to cultivate a demon bird that could be enlightened, and it seemed that her strength had reached a critical level. Sanders sighed: "If she hadn't gone astray, given her another twenty years, maybe she would have become the first level 2 food wizard in the Southern Regions." ”

You know, whether it's a splinter mayfly or a twisted barbarium, although they have magical powers, they are not enlightened, and they are only worthy of being used as materials for wizards. But Warcraft is different, although many Warcraft can even be dealt with by mortals, but it has already opened its mind, and if it has the opportunity, it can even become a great power.

"Is this the real wizard? Flora sighed.

"What is Tronium?" Listening to the two chatting, Angel couldn't help but ask.

Sanders pointed at Grea, "Grea's original spell, you'll see it later." ”

The live food made by Grea is usually taken directly by the guests, so no specific utensils are used to concoct it. Her movements were so fast that all sorts of unnamed materials were incorporated into the unique magic weapons of the food wizard.

Swirling gases, multi-eyed monsters, smoke, worms, ores, unknown solutions...... Each material is quaint and weird, but it faintly exudes an unusual atmosphere.

Then, suddenly, Grea threw all the materials into the air. I didn't know what was in her mouth, and a ray of light spread out from between her ten fingers.

What Ingres can see is that all kinds of living and dead materials, under the "massage" of bursts of brilliance, change their form and color, like wet earth, are re-pinched out of shape and bloom new shoots.

Eventually, a swarthy multi-link worm appeared in front of Grea.

Ingres watched the excitement, but Saunders and Flora could see a lot of knowledge and technology in it, coupled with the special fluctuations of the food wizard, and the arrival of an unknown will, they were finally able to turn death into life and create living creatures based on a variety of templates.

"It's gorgeous, it's magical!" is Ingres' assessment.

"The breadth of knowledge and the application of ever-changing logic are truly breathtaking. This is the emotion that Flora and Saunders feel every time they watch Grea unleash the Creation Spell.

Looking at the living worm, Ingres asked in a low voice, "Creation, is it the creation of life?" Ingres remembered that in the mythology of the earth, whether it is the East or the West, the creation of life can only be done by the power at the top of the myth. But in the wizarding world, as long as you become a martial wizard, you can create life?

Sanders was silent for a long time: "Yes and no. ”

"The true creation of life may only be possible by the mythical creator god. But shamans do not believe in God, shamans believe only in truth and knowledge. Grea's original technique, called Creation, seems to be the creation of life, but in fact it involves too many theories, including the life science of phantom beasts, the restructuring of microbial structures, and the exchange of magic sources...... and so on, rather than creating things out of thin air like the mythical creator god. ”

"Oh......" Ingres nodded in realization, this is similar to the theory of cloning. It is through various means to break the reproductive isolation and give birth to a new life, "I see, I probably understand." ”

Sure enough, it's still a child. Sanders shook his head, he naturally didn't think that Ingres really understood, he just thought that his young character who refused to admit defeat was pretending to be calm. However, he did not expect that in terms of the logic of certain knowledge, Ingres was already a qualified scholar.

Sanders didn't break it, so he thought it was saving face for the newly admitted students.