Chapter 1107: Integrating Into a Breeze

His dress was still that of an old-fashioned traditional aristocratic gentleman, from hat to boots, from vest to cane, every detail was meticulous.

The only difference was that Sanders' face was paler than usual.

Was he injured? Angel thought to himself.

However, no matter what. Seeing that Sanders was indeed on the ice floe, the big stone hanging in his heart fell a little.

"Who are you hating? Is it the stars and the moon after the passionate kiss, the night after the separation, or the night watchman who betrayed you?"

The strange tone spread all around with absurd music.

Before, Angel was looking for Sanders and didn't pay attention to the stage at all. Now, he was attracted by the strange tone and his eyes were on the puppet show stage.

His expression was stunned for a moment.

The strange white doll shadow, the hidden silk thread, the illusory stage, and the eye-catching performance on the stage.

Everything was so weird, even absurd.

Angel continued to explore. When he looked carefully at the performers on the stage, he understood what Fafnir meant by "three have fallen".

On the stage, three big demons were fighting each other frantically. Two of them had a lot of scars on their bodies. The other one was a curled-horned demon with golden light all over his body. Canaan called it Erdesinos. Although it didn't have many wounds, the wounds were increasing at a visible speed as it chased and wrestled.

Angel had guessed that the battle on the ice floe would be fierce.

Thinking about it, when Li was not a big demon, Sinafa almost capsized, not to mention that all the big demons besieged the ice floe.

Angel even thought that maybe without the void shock, those big demons alone would probably cause a lot of losses to the human camp.

However, what he didn't expect was that the human camp seemed to be fine at present, but the three big demons who came to encircle and suppress were trapped in such an absurd and weird stage.

"Where are the recorded images you mentioned?"

While Angel was still sighing, Fafnir's cold voice came to his ears.

He quickly pulled his split consciousness out of the wind and returned to the yard: "Okay, follow the adults' wishes."

Silently, the environment around the yard turned into a stage in the sky. Three big demons controlled by silk threads made a shocking appearance on the stage.

The crystal ball was also glowing at this time, recording the surrounding illusions in detail.

Angel and Fafnir did not show any emotion about the scenes in the illusion, but Canaan, who was standing aside to recuperate, covered his mouth and said in surprise: "Minotaur, Baphomet and Edesinos? How did they all become like this?"

Angel restored the scene in the sky exactly. The bones of the Minotaur were almost dislocated, and the whole person was controlled by silk threads. He looked like the parasitic mutants that Angel saw in the Night Demon City.

Baphomet was not in good condition either. One of his eyes was missing from his eye socket, and there were several holes on his body. Some of his internal organs were almost shattered. Like the Minotaur, he completely gave up resistance and let himself be controlled by the thread like a freak.

Only Edesinos was still struggling. It obviously had not yet adapted to the transformation from "audience" to "actor".

"Is this the power of human wizards? Even the three most powerful demons in Rasuderan have fallen to this state?" Canaan looked at the illusion in a daze.

Fafnir glanced at Canaan and said lightly: "Their current condition only looks bad, but they are not actually injured. The current situation is just that they don't want to waste energy to repair their injuries. Once the thread breaks or the thread operator has a problem, they can immediately return to their original state."

When Fafnir said this, Angel timely turned the camera in the illusion to the thread operator.

This was the first time that he split his consciousness into two, one in the sky and one on the ground, and he also had to control the transformation of the illusion. If it was before he entered the Purification Garden, even if Angel could do it, he would probably feel mentally torn; but now, he can control it with ease, which shows that in just over a year, his progress is very obvious.

Canaan was not surprised by the manipulator, but Angel raised his eyebrows.

The initiator of this stage turned out to be Mu Ying from the Torch Academy?

At the beginning, this guy kept pestering him, wanting him to leave the Savage Cave and preferably to worship at the Torch Academy, leaving Angel helpless, and finally hiding in the alchemy workshop of Brufen.

Angel still remembered that Madeline had introduced Mu Ying, saying that he was a first-level wizard and had not yet entered the true knowledge. However, he alone was able to waste the high-end combat power of three void giant towers?

What happened?

Facing Angel's surprise, Fafnir solved his confusion.

"This manipulator just used the tools of other spellcasters to release this strange and powerful spell. It was actually him who really made the stage take shape." Fafnir controlled the wind in the sky and fixed his sight in the direction of Sanders.

"This is a powerful wizard..." Fafnir explained the previous situation.

Angel listened and stared at Sanders. He was in a complicated mood at this time, with both emotion and pride. At the same time, he was also thinking about how to pass on the human purge plan to Sanders.

Perhaps it was the strong feeling in his heart that made Sanders feel a little strange.

Sanders raised his head, his deep eyes looked in a certain direction, and there was a flash of doubt in his eyes.

"Mr. Phantom Demon, what's wrong with you?" The one who asked the question was Maher, who happened to take the potion to recover from the ice floe to Sanders.

"Nothing, I just feel like someone is spying on me." Although he felt like he was being spied on, he didn't feel any evil thoughts, which made him a little strange.

Maher handed the potion to Sanders, "Maybe it's just an illusion."

"It's not an illusion. When we arrived at Rasuderlan, there were countless eyes staring at us. I thought Mr. Phantom Demon should be familiar with the feeling of being watched, but I didn't expect that he was still not used to it? Is it because of the injury that made the defense line of the spiritual sea weaker?" The voice came from behind Maher. The voice was pleasant, but the words were full of malicious ridicule, but there was no concealment at all.

Maher turned his head and looked, his expression was obviously stiffer than before: "Lord Nereus."

The visitor was Nereus, who was almost perfect. He and Sanders were completely opposite. Sanders gave people a feeling of alienation and indifference, while Nereus was like a scorching sun, attracting everyone's attention.

Sanders looked at Nereus deeply and smiled softly: "So you like and immerse yourself in being watched. In this case, why not let Mu Ying arrange a supporting role for you on the stage? For example..."

"A disqualified person who is drowned in desire?"

Sanders' words made all the wizards around him stunned. They thought of a rumor that was spreading in the wizarding world before. This was a news that was circulated in the extraordinary circle around the Endless Sea. It was said that it was spread by people in the Song of the Deep Sea: Dongsai's most outstanding disciple seemed to have an abnormal habit. He often went to the sea where dolphins gathered, and every time he went to the sea, there were dolphins in estrus.

This news was only spread in a small range at first, until one day, a witch who was rejected by Nereus brought this news to the Fan Continent with hatred.

In the wizard world, in addition to authoritative magazines, more magazines are actually chasing topics and sales, so after getting this news, they are simply like finding a treasure.

In the 7100th year of the Southern Region New Calendar, the gossip news of the whole year was almost all about this topic. Some "informers" also said with certainty that they saw what happened between Nereus and female and male dolphins in a certain sea area.

This pushed Nereus to the peak of public opinion.

Until one day, several magazines that reported on Nereus's news were suddenly razed to the ground, and a large number of editors and writers either disappeared or were warned, which slowly calmed down the news.

Now, Sanders deliberately mentioned "the disqualified person who is drowned in desire", obviously using the incident of that year to satirize Nereus.

Regardless of whether this rumor is true or fabricated, it has indeed become a taboo for Nereus.

A trace of resentment flashed across Nereus' eyes, he smiled coldly, and walked towards Sanders step by step. At the same time, on the floating ice, some wizards wearing green robes and skin like tree bark glanced at each other. They seemed to move inadvertently, but in fact they were slowly approaching the direction where Sanders was.

Sanders lowered his eyes and seemed to have noticed some strange things around him, but he just smiled coldly and didn't care about the undercurrents at all.

Suddenly, a masked figure in a gorgeous robe appeared between Sanders and Nereus.

"Sir Monkey." Maher's eyes lit up and he shouted immediately.

"I don't want to see anything in Rasudran that might ruin my plan." Monkey's eyes slowly passed over Nereus, and then looked at the wizards in the crowd who slowly lowered their heads.

Although Monkey did not say any threatening words, the warning look through the mask had made everyone afraid to say anything.

Monkey finally looked at Nereus: "This new big demon is in your hands."

Nereus looked outside the floating ice. Now there was a big demon with bone wings and wearing black bone armor. He nodded lightly and turned to fly outside the floating ice.

After Nereus left, Monkey's eyes suddenly looked at Angel, to be precise, in the direction of Fafnir's wind.

Angel was startled by the sudden gaze.

However, Monkey just glanced at it quietly and retracted his gaze without saying anything or making any extra movements.

"Lord Fafnir, has he discovered us?"

Fafnir pondered for a moment: "This is a powerful spellcaster. He noticed me before, but he didn't show anything... But he turned his head before. This action has some meaning. If it's not a warning, it's an exploration."

Fafnir raised his eyebrows when he said this: "Could it be that he knows you?"

Angel immediately shook his head: "I know who he is, but he probably doesn't know me... But even if he knows me, I just merged my consciousness into the wind, so he can't see who I am, right?"