Main Text Volume Chapter 295 "Mystery of Nightmare"

"I know you have a lot of questions to ask me." Sanders walked to a bookshelf and pressed down the bronze beast statue on the side rail. With a "squeeze" sound, the huge bookshelf was separated to the left and right, revealing the contents. secret space.

Angel noticed that this secret space was about the size of a body, and it was also a bookshelf, but many of them contained materials such as research reports and scientific research projects. Sanders took out a thin soft book made of sheepskin from this hidden shelf and handed it to Angel.

Angel looked at the book in his hand with confusion.

The book is soft and soft, filled with the cool and smooth feel of leather. Angel noticed that the book did not seem to be made of uniform parchment, but several parchments of different materials that were forcibly stapled together.

Book title: "The Mystery of Nightmare"

Author: Sanders Iguro, Flora

Angel was surprised to see that in the author column there was not only Sanders, but also Flora? But isn’t Flora a blood wizard?

Under Sanders' instruction, Angel opened the catalog of "The Mystery of Nightmare": "Nightmare Research Report Subject 1", "Nightmare Research Report Subject 2", "Performance of the Combination of Nightmare and Illusion" ", "Nightmare Enemy Application", "Nightmare Monster Survival Manual"...

After doing some research, Angel discovered that this book was actually a collection of different research topics on the nightmare realm. 90% of them are Sanders' research topics, and only two pages of "Nightmare Research Supplement" were written by Flora.

Angel read a few articles carefully and was immediately attracted by the contents. What is written in the book is exactly what Angel has been thinking about these days. How to make the best use of nightmare objects, how to combine them with illusions, and even the experience of controlling monsters in nightmare are described in detail.

Sanders said: "You can take this book back and make a copy."

"Thank you, mentor!" Angel said excitedly.

"There's no need to thank me. Originally, I planned to give this bound book to you after you became an official wizard, but I didn't expect that you would inherit a nightmare just after you became a first-level apprentice." Sanders said with emotion: "Although You have gained a nightmare, but you have offended a bunch of official wizards. I don’t know whether your luck is good or bad.”

In response, Angel lowered his head and did not answer.

"This "Mystery of the Nightmare" was co-edited by Flora and I. It is an absolutely unique copy. You must take it seriously." At this point, Sanders changed the subject: "The value of this book It’s hard to estimate, so it’s not given to you for free. If you want to see it, you must agree to a condition.”

Angel nodded, equivalent exchange is the basic default principle of wizards. Although Sanders is his mentor and it is reasonable to instill the nutrients for his growth for free, it is generally limited to basic knowledge. Any specific knowledge of a wizard must be obtained at a certain price. Just like there are wizards teaching in the Tree Spirit Court, every kind of knowledge requires a lot of magic crystals to learn.

"The condition I want is... a promise from you." When he mentioned the promise, Sanders' expression suddenly became solemn, and Angel's expression also became serious.

"You need to promise that within fifty years you must add a topic related to the nightmare to this book." After a pause, Sanders continued: "I will continue to add my new findings and new topics on the nightmare to this book. In the book, if you still want to borrow it, you must add a related topic accordingly. "

"Flora has borrowed it once, so it also contains her research topics. At the same time, I also added her signature to the author column. The same goes for you, as long as any of your nightmare topics can pass my review , I will also record your signature in the book."

"Are you willing to agree?"

When he heard that the condition was a topic related to the nightmare realm, and that the time limit was fifty years, Angel nodded almost without hesitation. God knows what changes will happen in fifty years. The most important thing now is to improve your own strength.

For the sake of solemnity, they signed the contract with their real names under the witness of the Great Will.

"I hope that I can complete this book "The Mystery of the Nightmare" in my lifetime." Sanders lamented that this cannot be completed by one person, so he asked Angel to submit the project. With Angel's talent and rigorous academic attitude, as long as he does not perish, he will definitely make a great contribution to the improvement of this book.

"Go ahead. I will go to Dusk Deep Well to deal with the auction these days. As for you, you have to avoid the limelight for a few days. It is best to stay at home and find a way to pay off the debt. Don't run around, otherwise you will be stopped by Dusk's people. , I can only admit that I am unlucky." After Sanders said this, he was ready to drive Angel away.

Angel quickly raised his hand: "Teacher, wait a minute. I have a few questions."

Sanders sat back at the desk: "Go ahead, I'll give you ten minutes."

Time was running out, so Angel naturally raised questions about cultivation first. When he was almost done with the questions, he started to ask other questions.

"Mentor, can you show me a clear path? How can I make money?" Angel's eyes were filled with tears, hoping to win Sanders' sympathy.

"You have to figure it out on your own, and you want me to teach you how to make money?" Although Sanders said this on the surface, he knew in his heart that 250,000 magic crystals was indeed a sky-high price, and many formal wizards couldn't afford it. So he actually reserved a way for Angel. For example, Lianna will return from the Manro plane in half a month and make a lot of money from Angel's body odor. Sanders plans to come back from She scraped off a layer of oil.

Although Sanders had a way out, he couldn't tell Angell directly. Angell didn't suffer too much disaster in this storm, and he also earned a nightmare out of thin air. Sanders naturally wanted to make Angell understand how cruel the wizard world is.

Sanders thought of giving him a month's huge debt pressure.

However, Sanders was thinking wrong. For other wizard apprentices, the huge debt of 250,000 magic crystals could even force them to death. But for Angell, it was not difficult for him to earn 250,000 magic crystals. The only difficulty was... too little time.

So the only pressure on Angell was the pressure of time pressure, and the pressure of huge debt was not as heavy as Sanders imagined.

"It's almost time, you should leave." Sanders said.

"Wait, the last question!" Angell exclaimed.

Sanders pretended to be impatient and said, "Speak!"

"Teacher, didn't you say that when he was in the nightmare, he would have all kinds of illusions, and he would never wake up? But why did I wake up without any illusions after sleeping?" At that time, Angel felt nothing except a little itchy and hot on his back.

Sanders had a "well" pattern on his forehead, and gritted his teeth and said, "Do you want me to praise you for being a genius, or do you want to ridicule me? Get out!"

Angel wanted to cry but had no tears. He was really asking seriously and had no other thoughts... Well, that's not right. He was indeed a little proud and wanted to show off, but he definitely didn't mean to be sarcastic!

"The last question!"

"Get out."

"It's really the last question." Angel was howling, and Sanders on the other side directly lifted his collar with his magic hand and threw him out the door.

"I just want to see..." Angel was thrown out the door.

"Bang!" The door closed.

"... Resentful puppet."

Angel climbed up from the floor with resentment, then patted the dust off his butt and left with a sad face.

When he returned to the hall, Angel saw Good wiping Whibiton's face and hands, and then changing into a smaller mask suit.

All the shadow servants on the Phantom Island were wearing this kind of mask robe, and Angel walked over curiously. Good immediately put down the handkerchief in his hand and bowed to Angel, saying, "Master Pat."

At Good's signal, Whippetton also said timidly, "Master Pat."

Angel nodded slightly and asked curiously, "Butler Good, I have always wondered why you all wear this kind of mask robe?"

Good smiled and said, "We are not wizards. If we want to move in the Savage Cave, we must rely on something. This mask robe has the seal of Lord Sanders. Wearing this can not only cover the characteristics of mortals, but also tell others that we are under the command of Lord Sanders, so as not to be accidentally injured by other wizards."

Good pointed to the button of the robe. Angel took a look and found that it was indeed the family emblem of Sanders, which was consistent with the pattern on his gold coin flyer, both of which were "long swords spread wings, inserted on thorns and roses", but without the family motto.

Angel noticed that Whippetton's mask robe, which was a smaller size, did not have the seal of Sanders.

That's right, Whitbiton wanted to be a wizard, but he was not accepted as a student by Sanders, so naturally he could not get Sanders' protection.

"Butler Good, does this robe have a concealing effect?" Angel found that there was a faint light flashing on the mask robe, as if it was solidified by some magic, and it seemed to be the effect of blending.

"Yes, it has the effect of covering up peeping magic." Good said.

When Angel heard it, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Then do you have extra robes? Can you lend me one?"

Good: "..."

Whitbiton also said "huh".

"No extra." It was Sanders who spoke. I don't know when Sanders had walked out of the study.

Angel muttered in a low voice: "I just want to study it." He was stopped by Twilight twice in the Twilight Well, which must have been caused by some tracking magic. He thought at the time that he would study it after returning and refine a wizard robe that could block peeping, tracking magic, and avoid pheromones.

Angel had no knowledge of tailoring and wanted to use the mask and robe of the Dark Demon Servant as a model.

But Sanders vetoed it.

…

After leaving the Magic Island, Angel went straight home. The sky was slightly bright, and it was already dawn.

Angel had not slept all night, and he yawned as he walked towards his house.

Just as Angel was about to unlock the door, two people suddenly walked out from the shade of the trees in the distance.

“Angel!”