Ingres was a little regretful that he couldn't enter the Nightmare Realm at a glance, but when he thought of the mysterious and mysterious things in the Nightmare Realm that had no clue at all, he could only choose to take a step back.

Sanders: "I'll tell you what's going on inside when I get back." ”

"Then I'll stay on Phantom Island tonight, and I just want to borrow some alchemy materials from the study to read. Ingres said.

Sanders nodded, "In the open-air study room of the Gravity Garden, there are also some alchemy books, I will take them for ...... along with them."

Sanders was halfway through his words, and his face turned pale.

Leaning on the sofa, his body trembled without warning.

Ingres had doubts in his eyes and was about to ask. saw Sanders suddenly open his eyes, burying his head and panting heavily, like a seriously ill patient, and even his forehead began to break out in cold sweat.

"Mentor, what's wrong with you?" said Ingres hesitantly, could it be that Sanders was seriously injured in Sleepless City?

Sanders didn't respond, just calming down. After a long while, he raised his head, "It's nothing, some old mistakes have been made." ”

Sanders, whose breath was basically calm, seemed to be more normal, but his face was even paler than before.

"Mentor, your face looks weak right now. Ingre's expression was worried: "Why don't you go to the Nightmare Realm for the time being?" ”

"I'm in my own hands, you don't have to worry. After Sanders's voice fell, he felt that it seemed a little too cold, and added: "This old problem, it won't cause me any confusion, after all...... There is a difference in priority. ”

Sanders lowered his eyebrows: Besides, he didn't dare let me get hurt.

Ingres didn't understand the meaning of Sanders's words, but seeing that Sanders had made up his mind, he didn't say anything more.

In fact, Sanders' state is not Angels' turn to be sad, but just before, when Sanders was gasping for breath, Angel faintly saw a ghost appear on Sanders.

The ghost was a dotted outline, and he couldn't see it clearly, but when Sanders looked up, he noticed that one of Sanders's eyes was a strange blood red.

However, when Sanders's breath calmed down, the ghost disappeared completely, and Sanders's pupils gradually returned to normal.

This kind of situation is by no means an "old problem" as Sanders said, and Ingres estimates that it should be the effect of some kind of spell, could it be that someone used a curse spell on his mentor? It is precisely because of this that Ingres can't help but open his mouth.

Seeing that Sanders looked much calmer, Ingres was thinking about whether to ask about the phantom, but at this moment, there was a knock at the door of the study.

"Good afternoon, my lord. Goode's figure appeared in front of the door: "Lord Grea is in the living room, saying that she is looking for Master Pat. ”

Sanders glanced at Angels, but there was no surprise on his face.

Angel whispered, "Not long ago, I refined a brooch with an illusion attached to Lord Grea, and I guess there is something wrong with the brooch. ”

"You refine the brooch for Grea?" Sanders raised his head and looked directly in the direction of the living room, and after a long while, he said, "I saw the brooch on Grea's chest, and the illusion node is well hidden." ”

"Let's go, go to the living room and see if Grea has any questions for you. Sanderston paused: "It just so happens that I also want to test your level of understanding of illusions." ”

Sanders rarely tests Ingres's vision, and he hopes that Ingres can develop himself and find a path of his own rather than teaching the rules and regulations of his life. However, any illusion wizard still has to abide by a basic logic for the arrangement of the illusion without reaching the point where his heart moves at will.

Sanders thought that it would be okay for a while anyway, and it would be okay to go and see the illusion set up by Ingres, and it just so happened that he also had something to explain to Grea.

Angel followed behind Sanders, and the two left the study together.

Thinking of Sanders' words to test his illusion level, Ingres's heart clenched. To be honest, he hadn't thought about the logic of the illusion for a long, long time.

Setting up an illusion is either a misty illusion that doesn't require a logical base point, or it uses a nightmare effect, or it simply uses a talent to forcibly manipulate emotions. "The performance of different plants in the illusion must also conform to phototaxis", "the dispersal of volcanic ash must test the measurement of the wind in the illusion", "there can be no sea fish in the river, and there can be no river fresh in the sea"...... And so on, these things Ingres actually thinks very little, and they are all arranged as they wish.

Ingres himself didn't know if there was a logical problem with the illusion he had laid out in Grea's brooch.

Because of this, his mood suddenly became apprehensive.

When the two arrived in the living room, Grea was looking down at the brooch on her chest, her eyes thoughtful. When she heard footsteps, Grea looked up, "Why are you here too? I didn't look for you." ”

Grea stood up and looked at Sanders. Suddenly, she seemed to have found something interesting in Sanders, raised her eyebrows, and said to Sanders, "The process of soul mutation has accelerated...... Why? Could it be that you have encountered something in Sleepless City that requires desperate efforts? Otherwise, you will not be overwhelmed. ”

Sanders glanced at Grea, then at Angel, who was beside him with a worried face, and replied in the same voice: "On the way back, I was calculated by the fox and the frog, and was ambushed outside. ”

As soon as Grea heard the fox, her eyes immediately darkened: "Then did you kill the fox? Didn't you always want its mysterious harp?"

"Yorkshire came and rescued them. A look of regret flashed in Sanders' eyes, and he even used the person in his body, but he didn't leave them behind.

"Hehe, that's right, I'll cut that fox with my own hands. Grace's eyes flashed with hatred: "A bunch of monsters also know how to calculate, I'm curious, how they calculate you." ”

"Some of the wizards in the Furfeng District have long been controlled by Yorkshire. However, they have been acting normally, and no one has noticed the vision. Sanders didn't continue, but Grea had a basic understanding of the situation.

When the two armies are fighting, the originally loyal teammates behind him suddenly mutiny, whether it is stabbing him or something else, it will bring great disadvantages to his own side. Under such a disadvantage, Sanders was able to counterattack until the enemy threw off his armor, and even the enemy generals came out to rescue him in person, which is not powerful.

"Having unknowingly taken control of some wizards, it seems that the current situation of Sleepless City is worse than I thought. Grea smiled, and did not continue to dwell on the matter of Sleepless City, but continued to talk about Sanders's "condition": "Your soul body is getting more and more mutated now, when will you consider bringing back my body? As long as you get your body back, I will definitely tailor a delicious meal for you as soon as possible." ”

Sanders was silent for a moment: "Your Excellency Monchi has urged me to go to the abyss many times, so let's put it on the agenda until this matter stabilizes." Moreover, with the strength of the two of us, if we want to make small moves under the noses of the legendary monsters, we have to think about it in the long run, and it just so happens that Su Mishi is coming back, and I will discuss it with him. ”

Grea also understands the seriousness of this matter, and it is basically impossible to do it overnight, so she can only nod and accept it. At this time, her eyes suddenly fell on Angel: "Last time I was in Sleepless City, I found that the fox didn't seem to have any hostility towards Angell, why don't you take him with you when you go?"

Sanders shook his head, in fact, he also had the idea of taking Angel at first, after all, after a series of confirmations, it seems that the monsters of the Nightmare Realm do not have much hostility towards Angel. But after passing through Witchtown, his mind changed.

The witch was hell-bent on killing Ingres.

"Angel is an apprentice, and it's useless to go. Sanders replied directly.

Grea thought about it and thought it was right. Although she has an intuition that Ingres, a "miracle boy", may continue to create miracles, Ingre's current strength is still too weak, and if she can be promoted to a full-fledged wizard, she will have more means to save her life, but the apprentice's ...... Grea shook her head, forget it.

The two ended the conversation, and Sanders sat down on the other end of the couch, putting on a well-groomed expression.

Grea frowned, "Why are you still here?"

Sanders didn't answer, so Angels did it for him, whispering to Grea what Sanders was for.

Gleia pursed the corners of her lips and said to Sanders, "Okay, from the perspective of a true wizard of my knowledge, there are not many flaws in Angel's illusion foundation, you can rest assured, right?"

Grea's meaning is obvious, that is, to give Sanders an eviction order.

Sanders didn't move: "I believe in your vision." But when you say that, I'm even more curious, do you have any questions for Ingres alone?"

Grea sneered, sat on the sofa and crossed her legs, looking non-violent and uncooperative.

Sanders said nonchalantly: "If I really want to know, you can't hide it, you might as well tell me about it, I'm also very interested in the illusion refined by Ingres." ”

Grea was silent for a long time, but she still spoke. However, she looked at Ingres, and asked Ingres, "What is that source on the mysterious mountain?"

Although she knew that she couldn't hide it from Sanders, Grea still deliberately asked vaguely, and she believed that Angel could understand what she meant.

Grea's question was also expected by Angel.

However, because he was expected, he was a little unexpected...... He originally thought that with Greya's eyes, he should be able to find a "mysterious figurative object", but at present, it seems that Grea has not found it either.

Seeing that Angel's expression changed quickly, Grea wondered, "Can't you say it?"

"It's not that you can't say it...... Because, I don't know what that source is. Angels shrugged, a helpless expression.