Outside the white fog. All the wizards partic.i.p.ating in the auction gathered together with expressions of curiosity, surprise, astonishment and mockery on their faces. In addition, there were more expressions of Fear.

There is some unknown breath scattered out from the white fog, which seems to have its own aura of fear. Not to mention wizard apprentices, even formal wizards felt a little frightened.

Its like an imposing momentum of equal-order oppression, putting pressure on everyone indiscriminately.

Who on earth is this young man? Can a first level apprentice make such a big noise? And how can this fear aura oppress formal wizards? A wizard questioned.

Instead of asking who this teenager is, Id rather know if we are actually in a fantasy world. Why didnt I feel the fluctuations of the illusion spell at all? Another wizard said.

This mans words have raised everyones doubts.

Is this really a fantasy world? Why doesnt it feel like a fantasy world? Its more like a separate s.p.a.ce.

Tell me, who exactly is that kid? At this time, a wizard from the Twilight Guard grabbed the No Eyed Man from the cage and glared at him before angrily questioning him.

The No Eyed Man looked at the wizard with his funny painted dolls eyes as he said: Kaka, kaka, I dont know him.

The No Eyed Mans limbs were stiff and there were creaks with every movement.

Are you going to say it or not? The Twilight Guard wizard thought he was being tight-lipped as he said sternly.

I can read minds, so why dont you let me give it a try? The old white wizard from private room No. 2 leaves the mural and arrives in front of the Twilight Guard wizard.

It turned out to be Lord Cooper please. The Twilight Guard wizard said.

Cooper, an old white wizard, stood in front of the No Eyed Man for a long time. His eyes glowed with various ripples as his mouth was mumbling for a long time. Only then did he wipe the sweat from his forehead and slowly withdraw to one side.

He didnt lie. He really doesnt know the young man. He knows the bird. That seabird used to be Glorias pet, and then Gloria entrusted the bird to someone else. Cooper paused as he said: But although he doesnt know who that person is, he heard Gloria talking about him. She entrusted her pet to Lord Sanders disciple.

When Cooper mentioned Sanders disciples, everyone present was stunned. Especially the Twilight Guard, some even choked on their saliva.

The spell cast by the teenager is a fantasy world Sanders is the Phantom Master Is that young man really Sanders disciple? Thinking again about the bird using the gravity law insight and Sanders having recently acquired the Gravity Garden it all seems to make sense.

Everyone has basically acquiesced this young man as Sanders disciple.

The captain of the Twilight Guard had an ugly expression. If he is really that Lords disciple, will there be any backlash if they treat him like this? More importantly, Sanders was here this whole time!

Regardless of what the Twilight officials think, all eyes are focused on Flora, who is also Sanders disciple. Maybe this witch knows something.

Flora shrugged and said: Yes, that little guy is indeed mentors new disciple.

After Floras confirmation, this matter is even more infallible.

I say, Flora, your younger brother was bullied in front of you, but you happily watched the play from the sidelines. It was Lydia who was now speaking.

Flora grumpily said: Why should I save him? Besides, even if I didnt save him, isnt he playing around with all of you now? Pfft, if you are free to lay the blame. Why dont we leave from the Nightmare Environment, then we can straighten this affair right after?

Flora fired her mouth cannon directly and not only was the Twilight mans face stiff, but other wizards faces also looked unhappy. They had tried leaving before but found they couldnt leave the luxurious hall. Even the bombardment of the walls elicited no response.

Nightmare Environment? Isnt this a fantasy world? Cooper recognized the key point in Floras words as he said.

Flora didnt explain but looked back at Little Red with worried eyes. Then she stared into the place where Angel was located in the white fog with a hint of frustration and resentment.

After learning Angels ident.i.ty, the captain of the guard force felt inexplicably perturbed and pulled over a small team member and said in a low voice: Go to the white fog and explain to Lord Twilight the ident.i.ty of the young man. Go and hurry back quickly.

As soon as the order was finished, everyone felt their heart beating violently. A stronger breath of terror than before surged out from the white fog.

Hee hee hee hee. This terrifying laughter made everyones forehead ooze a few drops of sweat.

Who is laughing? How horrible! Even if Lord Mengke comes in person, it wouldnt be like this, right? Someone said in horror.

At this moment, the Teacup Band suddenly stopped playing and shouted in chorus with strange childish voices: The Queens Night Tour~~.

In the white fog, Sanders grabs Twilights hand which was attacking Angel.

Lord Sanders?! Twilight said in wonder.

Dont attack him, you go out, Ill deal with it. Sanders silently looked at Angel on the ground with a solemn expression and said: You have really caused me a headache.

Twilight was on the side and heard the intimate meaning in Sanders words spoken to Angel. Her heart was slightly shaken.

I dont know what you were doing or how you brought the Nightmare Environment out If that woman shows up, the whole Underground World would probably collapse. Sanders was short of breath in his heart, because of his teaching philosophy, he would let Angel dig his own grave and die. He didnt care about Angels life or death. But he didnt expect this guy to learn some crooked path from somewhere and even unexpectedly created this Nightmare Environment.

The only reason Sanders own illusion spell can dominate the Southern Region is that it contains the conception of the Nightmare Environment.

Nightmare Environment is almost like the real world. It also has the characteristics of Project Reality, Reveal Illusion, Create Truth from the Nightmare Plane. So it is far more advanced than other fantasy worlds. However, the Nightmare Environment is also a double-edged sword. The gap with the Nightmare Plane is extremely small and the powerful Nightmare Plane magic can tear a layer of the plane membrane and allow demons to directly come through.

Because of this characteristic, even Sanders has to use other methods to cut a piece of his own Nightmare Environment before using it against an enemy. Little Reds area is actually the Nightmare Environment that has been cut off from the Nightmare Plane.

Angel has just created a Nightmare Environment. But this little guy was on the verge of death to summon all these demons.

Across the Nightmare Environment plane membrane, this laughter alone is comparable to the power of a legendary wizard. One can imagine how powerful these demons are! This is by no means comparable to those demons in the periphery of the Nightmare Plane!

This is truly troublesome. Sanders shouted angrily with a hint of mental strength: Angel, wake up!

The strange frequency coincides with Angels weak brain waves, oscillating into Angels thinking which was about to collapse.

Originally he had some exhausted and tired thoughts, but there was a trace of sweetness at this moment. Just like a traveller in the desert who, after several days of thirst, was brought water from a sweet spring to their mouth. This allowed his dry body to be sublimated in an instant.

Angel slowly opened his eyes with a trace of bewilderment.

Through his hazy vision, he saw a figure dressed in black standing beside him as he unconsciously grinned and said: Men Mentor, why are you here? Thats great saved!

Originally, Sanders wanted to scold him for being ungrateful. But looking at Angels weak expression, he didnt end up saying anything at all. He just said with a trace of helplessness: You are really p.i.s.sing me off!

Twilight had been standing behind Sanders, and when she heard their conversation. There was a flash of surprise in her eyes.

This young man turns out to be Sanders disciple?

As soon as Twilight thought of this, her thinking changed. All kinds of information and clues were concentrated in her mind as she deduced the most important thing at this stage with the emergence of this information She didnt hesitate to turn around and leave.

As she left the white fog, she heard a scream.

She saw a Twilight Guard member in uniform, trying to get close to the white fog. But somehow, he came across the solid staff used by the Teacup Band. Then she saw that the staff where his leg met was directly broken into two pieces. After, he lost his balance because of his broken leg and directly fell into the Teacup Band.

The staff and tadpole notes directly cut the Twilight Guard member into pieces, and the dirty innards were scattered all over the floor.

Twilight stared at everything that was born in front of her as another person died. Her heart was filled with extreme remorse. If she had known it would have come to this, she would have killed that smelly boy in the first place!

Even if he is Sanders disciple, the fault is on his side! Even if it gets out, its not their fault!

Twilight clenched her fist as a trace of hatred flashed through her eyes.

Isnt it just an apprentice? There are many chances to kill him later While Twilight was thinking in these terms, another horrible laugh came out from the white fog.

This laughter was even stronger than before. Because it was just a breath of fear before, no one got hurt. But this time, the laughter began to directly hurt people. All the apprentices present were shocked with blood dripping down their ears.

This laughter alone has caused so many people to suffer minor injuries. Lydias face was grim as she said: This realm is at least above a third level wizard

Twilights face was white. How did this young man summon an attack above third level wizard?

It seems that if she wants to deal with him She still needs to take a long-term approach to this matter, or at least know his true details first. Twilight frowned as she thought to herself.

At this time, in the white fog.

After Angel was awakened by Sanders, he also heard the horrible laughter coming from his body. Although the laughter didnt cause any negative effects on him, Angel still felt a strange infiltration.

What are you doing? Put away the Nightmare Environment quickly, or we will all be killed by the demon when it comes out! Sanders thundered.

After Sanders treatment, Angels trauma basically healed. But the broken bones still needed time to heal, so he couldnt move much.

Angel lies in the corner of the wall and said: I didnt do anything. I just used my five internal organs as the illusion spell nodes When I built the fantasy world, I Was thinking about that woman.

Which woman? Sanders frowned.

The woman who gave me the scar on my shoulder Angel bowed his head and said: I didnt know this was going to happen. But it was a critical moment and there was nothing else I couldve done. I just wanted to build a great fantasy world that played a strong role, or else I wouldve died today

Then, when Angel thought about that woman. At first, he only remembered her blurred face and faintly felt the st.i.tches on her face. But when he was building up the fantasy world, he quickly recalled what the truer face of the woman looked like. In the end, he even fully remembered what the woman looked like, what she was wearing, her every gesture, words and deeds.

Then he felt an itch on his back.

And then the fantasy world appeared.

Next, Angel found his horizon became strange. Half of him could see reality, and the other half could see another place where there were all kinds of strange creatures.

While Angel was still remembering, he suddenly felt a feeling of numbness, accompanied by a white fog coming out from his shoulder blade wound.

Then, in Angels horizon, the other half of the strange creature suddenly crossed a thin membrane and came from the right side to the left side.

Angel watched helplessly as a row of dragonflies with colourful lights emerged from the white fog and circled Angels head twice before rus.h.i.+ng out of the fog.

When the Teacup Band appeared earlier, Angel was already on his deathbed. So he didnt see what happened afterwards. Now is the first time he has seen the situation, and it had scared him silly!

In the horizon, there are more strange creatures coming towards that layer of membrane.

At the end of the army of strange creatures, there is The st.i.tched faced woman sitting on a throne made of deep s.p.a.ce stars!

When Angel looked at her, she also raised her head and gazed across worlds and countless armies to look back at Angel.