Main Text Volume Chapter 283 Awakening

Since Sanders cut off the beautiful nightmare and merged it into Angel's body.

He has been in a strange state.

Before Angel endured the nightmare, Sanders told him that he would fall into various psychedelic and false illusions. These illusions might be the things he wanted most in his heart. He must not indulge in them, otherwise he might never wake up.

However, the illusion that Sanders reminded him of did not appear.

He just fell into a very shallow sub-coma state. He could hear all the sounds from the outside world, but he could not wake up.

He heard Sanders say... Felicia went to the Glory Realm, and Graya might not be dead. Although he didn't know what the relationship between these two things was, it was undoubtedly good news.

He also heard Flora say bad things about him behind his back.

He also heard that Sanders was bidding for the eyeless man, but unfortunately he didn't win the bid in the end, and was taken by Lord Honglian.

Angel heard a lot of things from the outside world, but he still couldn't move.

At a certain point in time, Angel suddenly felt uncomfortable all over, his blood flow accelerated, and his mental power was drastically consumed.

Especially around the butterfly bones on the back, sometimes it was burning, sometimes itchy.

In this case, Angel didn't care what the outside world was saying, and focused all his attention on the strange reactions of his body.

Angel curled up his mind in the thinking space. Then he waited silently, waiting for a certain illusion to come, waiting for himself to be pulled into a real illusion, waiting for him to break out of the illusion and inherit the new nightmare.

But, until the beautiful nightmare merged into his body, the "illusion that made him addicted" he was waiting for still did not come.

Except for the itching and pain of the butterfly bones on his back, he didn't feel anything else.

"Today's auction ends here!"

When the beautiful nightmare was completely merged, Angel came out of the emergency preparation. At the right time, Twilight's voice came into his ears.

Angel heard the hammer sound of Twilight finalizing the last item: It's finished? What is the last item? I hope it's a weapon to restrain the undead.

Angel still couldn't wake up, still in a half-awake and half-dreaming state.

He heard Sanders talking to Twilight, as if they were trading something. Later, a rough male voice talked enthusiastically with Sanders and invited him to go somewhere for a drink... Then, Angel found himself in a quiet and empty place.

He heard the sound of birds and beasts.

He smelled the fragrance of plants and flowers.

He felt his soul trembling.

Angel was very excited, all these signs... Could it be that the long-awaited illusion finally showed up?

But in the end, Angel was disappointed, and the "illusion" still didn't punish him.

...

I don't know how long it took, Angel stretched and sat up with a sleepy face.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Angel felt something strange.

He was lying on a stone bed, surrounded by a forest full of birds and flowers. There were bookshelves, desks, and a pile of messy items beside the stone bed.

"Open-air desks and bookshelves? Is there something wrong? Aren't they afraid of wind and rain?" Angel muttered, walking towards the desk.

There was a stack of texts on the desk, and on the top was a letter, the envelope had been opened, and the white letter was placed aside.

"Mr. Monkey has arrived at xxx, inviting the phantom to go to xxx..."

There were several special symbols that Angel did not decipher, which were wrapped with magic power and were a kind of coded text.

Angel stretched out his mental tentacles, felt the magic lines on the coded text, and began to analyze the code according to the lines on it.

But before Angel could analyze the code, the environment in front of him suddenly changed.

He appeared in the air... hundreds of meters away.

However, he did not fall down, but was grabbed by the back of his neck, like a cub held by a mother cat, with loose limbs and dull eyes.

The "female cat" holding him, Angel, slowly turned his head and faced a handsome but expressionless face, and smiled awkwardly:

"Guide... Mentor."

The person holding him was Sanders.

Sanders raised his eyebrows: "You woke up quite early."

He did not ask whether Angel had successfully merged, because the special aura emitted by Angel alone revealed everything.

Angel turned his head and looked around, and then looked at his feet.

Time: night.

Location: It seemed to be above the twilight well.

Angel said with a flattering smile: "Mentor, how long have I been unconscious? Just now, was I in... your witch garden?"

Sanders said "Yeah".

"You were only unconscious for three hours, and I'm going back to the Savage Cave now." Sanders paused: "Since you're awake, you can go back by yourself."

After that, Sanders let go of his hand and waved to Angel in the air with a smile.

"Wait... Teacher! Ah! Help me, I can't fly yet!"

Angel originally wanted to ask Sanders something, about the auction, about Greya, and about the nightmare. But Sanders didn't give him a chance to speak, and left him behind, turning around and leaving. The figure quickly merged into the dark night sky and disappeared.

Angel fell from hundreds of meters in the air with a feeling of wanting to cry but no tears.

"Alas... I just saved the world, but you treated me like this." Angel muttered to himself aggrievedly.

Originally, Sanders was hiding at the side. If Angel was really in danger, he would not mind lending a hand. But when he heard Angel muttering to himself, the veins on Sanders' forehead jumped suddenly, and he cursed "You deserve to die", and then turned and left without hesitation.

After passing through the troposphere, the speed of falling began to increase rapidly.

Seeing that he was about to hit the ground, Angel's face did not change much.

He did not learn the art of flying, but at least he had two experiences of falling from a high altitude, although one of them was in the sound illusion constructed by Sanders. But it doesn't matter. After experiencing these two near-death experiences, Angel has a perfect self-rescue method for falling from a high altitude.

When he was still a few meters away from the ground, a wind tornado.

With the force of the upward rush, Angel easily completed an aerial turn and landed steadily.

After landing, Angel was slightly proud for a moment, and then began to grope up and down. His bone card had been put back by Sanders, and the balance on the card was as expected, only three digits were left.

There was a space capsule in his waist bag. He felt it a little bit and found that all the things he bought at the auction were in it.

Toby was still curled up in his chest pocket. Judging from the physical signs, he was fine.

Angel gently touched Toby's feathers, with a smile of surviving a disaster on his lips, and whispered: "Don't be so impulsive in the future..."

After a while, Angel returned to the twilight well.

The wizard market in the night was more lively than in the daytime.

Because of his "heroic appearance" at the auction today, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Angel pulled up his collar to cover half of his face, and then walked towards the station in the Savage Cave.

...

When Angel pushed open the door, he found that the living room was brightly lit. David and Prometheus were sitting in the living room with serious expressions.

The sound of Angel entering the door attracted David's attention.

He turned around and saw Angel. His eyes immediately burst into joy: "Angel! Great, you're fine!"

"How did you escape?"

"Angel, why did you rush out at that time? Lord Twilight's eyes were so scary. I almost thought I would never see you again."

David started nagging as soon as he saw Angel. But Angel didn't feel annoyed, but felt a little warm in his heart.

David babbled for a long time, and suddenly showed a trace of guilt: "Angel, I'm sorry, I didn't take good care of Toby... Toby is gone... Maybe he was captured by Lord Twilight."

Angel was confused. Wasn't Toby in his pocket? How could he be captured by Twilight again?

At this time, Prome sighed slightly and said: "Let me tell you, David brought Toby out of the white fog and asked me to treat him. I just stopped Toby's bleeding, and I was stunned by the terrifying pressure. When we woke up, Toby was gone."

Prome bowed his head to apologize to Angel with shame on his face.

Angel then remembered that after he closed the passage between the two realms, all the wizard apprentices in the Nightmare Realm had fainted, including Prometheus and David. At that time, he was worried about Toby's injury. After finding Toby from the unconscious David, he ran to ask Sanders for help.

Originally, he thought of waking them up later, but later he forgot about it.

Angel waved to them with a little embarrassment: "No need to apologize, thank you for helping me today... and, Toby was not actually captured by Twilight, he is still sleeping in my pocket."

Angel skipped the Nightmare Realm and recounted what happened after they fainted.

"...Later, when the eyeless man was auctioned, I also fainted. I didn't know what the last item was. I woke up not long ago."

"I'm glad that Toby is okay." David breathed a sigh of relief, and then suddenly realized: "I didn't expect that it was Lord Sanders who saved you. No wonder Lord Honglian called Lord Sanders at the auction. It turned out that he was the owner of Box 19!"

"Anyway, I'm glad that you are okay." Prometheus didn't ask too much about the eyeless man, but just said softly with a hint of emotion.

Angel also had a lot of emotion. He looked at Prometheus: "Master, my promise will definitely count. When I return to the Savage Cave, I will start trying to carve the prelude to extinction. If there are no accidents, it should be completed."

Prometheus didn't really believe that Angel could carve the prelude to extinction, but he didn't show any doubt. He just nodded with a kind smile: "It doesn't matter if it's not carved out. I plan to go to the Sky Mechanical City in a few days. There must be something there."

The enchantment of the magic array is obviously not something that a junior alchemy apprentice can do. It was normal for Prometheus not to believe him, but Angel didn't care. Everyone can talk big, but in the end, the finished product will speak for itself.

For Prometheus, Angel was exchanging benefits, so what he had to offer was a promise.

As for David, Angel didn't say anything to thank him, but just patted his shoulder, but he remembered this affection firmly in his heart.

The topic of gratitude was just passed over in one stroke. It was rare for them to get together, so they simply talked about some off-topic topics by the warm fire around the stove.