Angel saw that Sanders didn't mention the matter of the time thief anymore, and his heart was slightly relieved.

"Mentor, Lord Vife came here and asked about the changes in the Eternal Night Realm?" asked Ingres.

Sanders nodded, as Vifeter had said before, and he asked Ingres about it, but Ingres didn't answer. In this regard, Sanders also agreed, as soon as Angel answered this question, Vifete would inevitably see the clue, and refusing to answer was the best choice.

Looking at the reaction of Lord Vifetert before, he seemed to be satisfied with the teacher's answer. Ingres wondered, "How did the guru answer him?"

"All he wants to know is two questions, whether the change in the country of eternal night will spread to Sidimosa, and the inside story of the change in the country of eternal night. ”

The first problem will spread, and it will spread very quickly. The second question is the Nightmare Realm.

That's Sanders' answer, saying too many embellishments that Vife won't necessarily believe it. Directly put the most sensational, but also the truth of the facts, and Vife will make up for it himself.

As for Sanders' indication that behind the Eternal Night Nation is the "Nightmare Realm", this is actually quite normal.

Because the wizarding world has discovered several colorful dragonfly nests, and behind each nest there is a stable dimensional passage. Although it is not necessary for a wizard to reach the Nightmare Realm through this unmarked passage, once discovered, as long as a prophetic wizard snoops in, there will always be clues to the surface.

What's more, the answer to the "Nightmare Realm" is also very much in line with the prophecy of Lapuye in the "Frost Moon Secret Journal"-

It's even more terrifying than the Demon God Shadow.

If we say, the bottomless abyss is full of dangers, and we need to take it step by step. Then the Nightmare Realm is a nightmare that can never be woken up, and once it sinks, it will completely turn into nothingness.

So far, the entire Southern Wizarding Realm has not found a world more terrifying than the Nightmare Realm.

These two terrifying answers, Vifeter didn't think Sanders would lie, although he wasn't necessarily really satisfied, but the core of what he wanted to know was already clear. As for the details that Sanders did not say, although Vifeter was curious, Sanders was reluctant to say, and he was not good at continuing to ask.

After listening to Sanders's words, Angel also felt it in his heart.

Probably only Sanders has the confidence to answer like this, if it were him, even if every detail was said, Vife might not necessarily buy it, this is the confidence brought by strong strength.

Here's the thing.

The matter of Vifete came to an end for the time being, and Angel was going to complete the task of the sequel to the "Monument of the Strange Ring" arranged by Sanders before the martial law was lifted in Castlevania, but before Angel could start designing, he was called to the study by Sanders.

"You've hit the big barrier now, which means you have to think about the witchcraft bit. Sanders's eyes suddenly became a little dark: "When I was on Phantom Island before, I also told you about this matter, I don't know if you have made a decision?"

Sanders did mention the witchcraft position at the beginning, but at the time Sanders stopped talking. Later, after Ingres went to ask Flora, he was sure that Sanders's unfinished words were actually hoping that Angel would choose an original technique.

It's just that the original technique took a long time, and now that the Southern Regions are in a stormy situation, Sanders didn't mention it.

Angel nodded: "I haven't decided yet, but I already have a tendency in my heart." ”

"The witchcraft bit is a very important thing, and it is best to choose what works for you. Illusion is possible, and so is alchemy. Sanderston paused: "The matter of the witchcraft position must be taken to heart." ”

It doesn't take much time to build a witchcraft bit, and choosing what witchcraft is the most time-consuming, as it is at stake for Ingres' future.

After leaving Saunders' study, Angel returned to his room and fell into deep thought.

He himself actually prefers original techniques, but original techniques are not simple to build. Ingres pondered for a moment, thinking, why not rely on mysterious figuratives to enlighten it?

......

Borderline forests, cross-level intersections.

A petite figure flew out in embarrassment, and as soon as she landed, she lay on the ground panting.

Looking back at the slightly hideous spatial crack in mid-air, a trace of horror flashed in those eyes that were usually full of jealousy. This is probably the most dangerous one she has crossed the layer so many times!

Obviously it was only a cross-layer, and the distance of the spatial rift was almost negligible, but she encountered an unprecedented torrent of energy. And at the right time, she was in the middle of the spatial rift, and the torrent almost engulfed her into the depths of darkness, if she hadn't used a hole card, she would probably have been buried in the torrent at this time.

"Tonna's skin!" she muttered, her eyes full of resentment.

Hundreds of years ago, she found a humanoid in the world of Love, full of mysteries, who was extremely beautiful, and she was most disgusted with people who looked better than her, even if the other party was a man.

So she captured him, peeled off his skin from head to tail, and then knitted a shell for him out of the skin of a toad.

Unfortunately, although the man was full of mysteries, he was only a mortal after all, unable to adapt to the skin of the toad, and died within a few days.

She later learns that the man is the last member of one of the most precious races in the world of Love, the Cunna.

After his death, the Cave people became extinct.

And she also knew at that time that the skin of the Cave Clan had the ability to stabilize the space, and through a special way, it could be used as a protective object to pass through the dimensional passage.

It is precisely by relying on the skin of the Cave Nation that she has never had any accidents through the plane sandwich, so to speak, the skin of the Cave is one of her hole cards!

But!

Just before, she was obviously just crossing a single layer of an abyss, just like a passage into the subsidiary world in the wizarding world, and it stands to reason that there was no danger, but she encountered a torrent of energy!

That unprovoked, but powerful torrent of energy!

Even as a second-level true knowledge wizard, she seemed incomparably small in that torrent of energy, she was like a tree that was blown up by the roots in a hurricane, without the earth to take root, she would be swept away by the hurricane to an unknown distance at any time, and finally completely lost her life.

In that desperate situation, she had to take out her hole card, the Skin of the Cave, and through her ability to stabilize space, she could protect herself in the endless torrent.

It was a short distance for a wizard, and for a true wizard like her, it could be traversed in the blink of an eye.

However, in her senses, there was no longer a road than this one.

Every step she took, protecting her cave skin, was washed by the torrent and covered with holes.

At the last step, seeing that the exit was in front of him, the magnitude of the energy torrent suddenly became larger and more ferocious, and the skin of the cave was completely destroyed in an instant.

In the moment before the destruction of the Skin, she used a forbidden spell to barely get out of the crack in the cross-layer, and finally landed smoothly in the Critical Forest.

And that forbidden technique made her exhausted and unable to move at the moment.

However, compared to the side effects of the forbidden art, her heart was more sad, especially when she saw the skin of the cave being blown open, how could she feel better?

This is probably the most dangerous thing she has encountered in the past 100 years, and at the same time she has suffered the most loss!

After calming down from her horror, she looked at the crack in the air, her teeth itching with hatred. If this matter is man-made, she estimates that she will completely erase the other party from the world at any cost, even if it is a soul, there will be no scum. But such a powerful torrent of energy is not something that anyone can control, and when it comes to blame, you can only say that you are unlucky.

There was nowhere to vent the resentment and depression in her chest, and she couldn't help but scream.

A harsh, shrill sound pierced through the clouds and echoed through the empty borderline forest.

After a while, she gasped, and hatred flashed in her eyes: "Fortunately, there are people who guard the fortress nearby to vent my anger, and no one can stop me......"

Only destruction, only dismemberment, only grafting, can comfort her loss!

She had already begun to think about how to torture people to make her feel happy? Men become women? Let those young children who thought they thought they were cold and innocent have men's whips transplanted on their faces, and inject the blood of sheep demons into their bodies?

All sorts of "whimsical ideas" echoed in her mind.

However, she had only been happily wandering in her mind for less than half a minute, when the earth suddenly began to shake.

Her brow furrowed, and her eyes flashed with displeasure.

What is going on, is there an earthquake? She propped up her tired body and stood up, the shadows of the trees around her kept shaking, and the light dancing branches and leaves seemed to be dancing, which made her look very uncomfortable.

The stones on the ground were also jumping up and falling with a clattering sound.

At first, she thought it was an earthquake, but as the tremors grew louder and louder, the shadows of the surrounding trees blurred, and the ground cracked.

The crack creates a huge deep pit.

At the same time, a huge aura emerged from the deep pit underground.

At this time, she already had a faint feeling in her heart that something was wrong, it was not an earthquake!

The inexplicable palpitations made her feel cold down her spine.

Far from over, the pit suddenly erupted with fiery magma, instantly igniting a piece of dead wood. And, with the sound of "clang, clang, clang", a giant hand covered with magma poked out of the pit and grabbed the edge of the wall!

Looking at the giant hand that looked like a titan, her eyes flashed with disbelief.

At the same time, a legend suddenly came to mind -

She once found a sacrificial scroll on an altar in the Blackwater Valley, and the scroll recorded a legend that an ancient demon was sleeping at the bottom of the critical forest on the third floor of the Abyss.

This ancient demon, on the couch of lava, has been sleeping for thousands of years.

No one dared to disturb it, because this was a demon lord who had fallen to the throne!

Its name is "Manguimone".

As she recalled, the owner of the "giant hand" finally poked his head out, even if it was just a head, it was like a mountain.

"Who is it...... Disturbing my deep sleep?"