Chapter 689: Transfiguration

After Angel returned to his bedroom, he recorded the test data of Reincarnation Prelude and Sanders' final conclusion in his notebook. Then he wrote an article about some of his thoughts and insights during the test of Reincarnation Prelude.

Although he hasn't thought about releasing the prelude to reincarnation yet, he still has to make the conclusion. After all, memories can last forever, but insights often fade away.

The test of the prelude to reincarnation ended with an answer that was neither good nor bad.

After putting away the note, Angel took out the notebook Sanders gave him, which recorded the basic tricks and theories of the major schools of illusion.

Sanders earnestly urged him to decide on a major department first. Angel also had his own thoughts on this, but before deciding on his main school, he decided to get started with all the schools first, and then compare and choose.

The illusion tricks that Angel has learned now cover most of the schools. Among these schools, there are some that Angel is more interested in and the learning progress is very fast, such as the illusion formation. There are some things that require more talent, and Angel considers them to be incompetent, such as music and fantasy.

There are many mainstream schools, and Angel has practiced most of them.

Currently, there are only "Mirage", "True Illusion" and "Change" left, three genres that he has not yet started.

Now that the matter of Reincarnation Prelude has been concluded for the time being, he planned to ask Sanders for advice on some of the problems he encountered while studying before he left.

Because time is also very tight, Sanders will leave soon. During this period of time, he could only briefly learn one genre of magic at most, so how to choose the priority of learning was right in front of him.

Mirage is a school that controls temperature environment and weather changes, and complements nature. It is also one of the two schools in the illusion department that possesses "world illusion". True fantasy, a genre that wanders between reality and hypocrisy. Change is a genre that can be transformed into thousands of things and have insight into details.

The most difficult of these three genres is mirage. Of course, the difficulty here refers to the most difficult to get started. After learning, the choice is almost the same. As long as you have time, you can study in all departments. It just depends on your own understanding.

Angel pondered for a moment, and finally decided to put the Change Department at the top of his study.

Although it is difficult to get started with mirage, Angel once was in the Purification Garden and received some related inheritance through Erdes' talent mirage bead, so he felt that there should be no problem in self-study.

As for true illusion, Angel heard that Sumishi was the true wizard of the true illusion school, and he returned to the Savage Cave not long after. Although the other party may not give him advice, but what if. If, for the sake of Sanders, Su Mishi gives him a few words of advice, then it will be easy to get started with True Illusion.

Therefore, after ruling out mirages and real illusions, Angel decided to put change first in learning before Sanders left.

After determining the genre of learning, Angel began to read in depth about the magic tricks related to changes.

The introductory magic of change is called "Transformation". This is a second-level magic. Its main function is actually to change one's appearance and transform into other people or creatures.

Angel can actually achieve the same effect using basic illusions and nightmare techniques, so the illusion technique seems to be of no use. But on the contrary, illusion is the top priority of the entire transformation lineage.

Because the core of the illusion is not to transform, but to converge the illusion nodes to avoid being seen through by other wizards. Therefore, wizards in the illusion department prefer to call the illusion technique - basic convergence technique.

It can be said that the core of most of the tricks and even spells in the transformation series lies in how to converge, hide or even abandon illusion nodes.

This trick is very useful to Angel. As long as he learns this method, his sense of existence will be weakened by the boundless silence in the front, and his appearance will be changed by the magic of illusion later, and his safety will be greatly improved.

In the following time, Angel has been addicted to the illusion technique.

The hour hand on the wall moved slowly, and in a blink of an eye, it was evening.

When Angel was in full swing, suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"Master Pat, Miss Greya's student said he wants to see you. Now he is in the living room on the second floor. Do you need to refuse?" When the door opened, Butler Goode was standing at the door.

Graya's disciple? Spivey?

Angel's face showed confusion: "Does he want to see me for anything?"

Good shook his head: "I don't know, but Miss Flora just left, and he was left alone."

Angel thought for a moment and nodded to Goode: "Okay, I understand. I'll change my clothes and go over."

After a while, Angel arrived at the living room on the second floor, lifted the curtains, and saw a handsome young man sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed. A bunch of cranberry vines hung between the slender white fingers, shaking it while swallowing it leisurely.

This person is none other than Spivey.

Compared with when he was in the Sleepless City, Spivey has obviously accepted his new identity now, and judging from his dress, he seems to be living quite comfortably.

It is worth mentioning that Spivey is now a first-level apprentice, and his training speed is much faster than Angel's.

After Angel entered the door, he nodded to him and sat opposite him: "What do you want from me?"

Spivey swallowed the cranberry vine fruit in his hand and nodded casually: "It's Flora who has something to ask you. I'm just a messenger."

Angel frowned: "Miss Flora is your mentor, it seems inappropriate for you to call her by her first name."

Spivey waved his hand casually: "Why are you so serious? She's not here anyway. That's not how the rules are followed. Just relax."

Angel lowered his eyebrows and did not judge Spivey's attitude. What he followed was not a rule, but a survival wisdom as an apprentice. For a wizard, you must have absolute respect, otherwise if you anger the wizard, you will be killed and there will be no place to complain.

Spivey seemed to have adapted to the identity of an apprentice, but he obviously had not found the way to survive as an apprentice.

"What does Miss Flora want to talk to me about?" Angel went straight to the point.

Spivey curled his lips: "It's not too late to talk about this later. Please explain to me first, what is the alchemical illusion that made Graya create the law?"

Angel: "What does this have to do with you?"

Spivey narrowed his eyes and spread his hands on the back of the sofa: "Do you not want to answer me, or is there something unspeakable in this?"

Angel's expression remained unchanged, and he said lightly: "Is this what Miss Flora asked you to ask?"

"No, it's just my personal curiosity." Spivey smiled, and his mouth showed an upward arc.

"Then why should I explain to you?" Angel asked back, "Or are you ordering me as Grak?"

Spivey's expression instantly fell. Angel's words were obviously reminding him not to forget his current identity.

Spivey glared at Angel for a long time, and just when Angel thought he was going to vent his anger, Spivey suddenly laughed, and his smile was very flattering.

"Brother Pat, can't you solve my doubts?"

The tone of this sentence was full of twists and turns, and it was full of charm. Especially when calling Angel's name, the deliberately long tail tone gave him goose bumps.

Angel now understood why the people of the Dark Night Edge all looked disgusted when they mentioned Grak, and even nicknamed him the little devil, because this guy was completely shameless.

Such a shameless wizard is also a strange flower.

Seeing that Angel had remained silent, Spivey widened his eyes and looked at him with innocent eyes: "Tell me, I'm just curious. I promise not to tell outsiders."

Angel rolled his eyes in his heart, but his face remained cold: "If you really want to know, Han Lin Zhiyue, go to the Ancient River Beach Auction. I will have an alchemy illusion work auctioned there."

Spivey paused for a moment, changed his expression, and pretended to be pitiful: "Aren't we all from the same lineage of the Master of Illusion and Magic? Why are we so distant?"

Angel did not respond to Spivey's various requests and pretending to be pitiful.

Spivey twitched his mouth: "I'm sure there must be something fishy about your alchemy illusion, and it's definitely not like the rumors outside."

Angel looked at him quietly, as if he was looking at a fool.

Spivey: "Okay, buy it! Ancient River Beach, right? When I buy it, as the consignor, I will ask some related questions. You won't refuse to tell me, right?"

Angel: "Wait until you buy it."

Angel said so, but he said silently in his heart: When you buy it and return to the Savage Cave, I will probably be gone...

Spivey saw that Angel was not interested, and finally gave up asking questions, and said the purpose of his visit with a bored look.

"Flora is looking for you for nothing, just want me to tell you, when you are free, do her a favor..."

...

After Spivey left, Angel sat on the sofa and was silent for a long time.

His expression was slightly depressed.

It was not until Butler Good came in with a cup of sap dripping from the milk fruit tree that Angel came back to his senses.

"I don't drink it now, give it to Whitbiton." After Angel declined, he stood up and walked outside.

Good paused slightly, this was the first time Angel refused. Good turned his head to look at the direction where Angel left, and found that he did not return to the bedroom, but went out and walked towards the outside of the Magic Island.

"It's a bit strange." Good muttered in a low voice.

"Grandpa, what's strange?" Whibiton's voice sounded from the side. Looking back, Whibiton came out from somewhere and came to his side.

Good turned his head and slapped his head hard: "I have told you so many times, why don't you remember, you can't call me like this here."

Whitney biton pursed his lips, "Okay, Grandpa...Butler Good, what were you mumbling just now? What's strange or not?"

Good handed the sap in his hand to Whibiton: "Nothing, take this and drink it, the young master gave it to you."