Greya touched Toby, who was hanging on her shoulder, and said to Sanders, "as soon as angel came back last night, she gave Toby to me. She went to shut herself up and said that she was ready to transplant deformed soft insect skin."
At this time, greya looked back at the wall clock, and the time pointed to 12:00 noon: "according to the time, it should be over?"
Started last night? Sanders was stunned for a moment, walked slowly to the wall clock, stared at the time for a while, and sat down on the sofa.
Greya looked at Sanders suspiciously: "why, you have something to do with him?"
Sanders nodded. "There's really something to discuss with him."
But Sanders didn't say anything about it. As an outsider, it's not easy to ask. It seems that this topic is over. Greya wanted to say some other topics to make the atmosphere less awkward, but Sanders hardly spoke. No matter how she went to find the topic, Sanders only occasionally said "um" as an answer.
She persisted in this dull atmosphere for ten minutes and didn't want to continue.
Although the cold face is OK for the cold face, it's not necessary.
Greya was about to find a way to leave, but just then, Sanders suddenly said, "don't you feel tired like this?"
This endless remark made greya puzzled: "how am I? Tired? I'm not tired, or do you mean... Tired? After watching the drama box, I'm really tired."
As she spoke, greya stared at Sanders. She found that although Sanders was talking to himself, his eyes didn't look at himself. It seemed that he was looking at another person behind him through her.
Greya turned her head suspiciously.
There was no one behind him. There was only an iron platform for decoration and a mechanical wall clock with a copper pendulum.
"Are you talking to me?" Asked greya.
Sanders' eyes still looked quietly behind her. After two minutes, greya heard a rustle behind her.
Is there really someone behind you? Greya was startled and looked back in disbelief.
In front of the mechanical wall clock on the wall, suddenly scattered ripples like water waves, which stirred the silent air.
Greya squinted and whispered, "magic..."
Right in front of the mechanical wall clock is a magic trick.
When was there an illusion behind her that she hadn't noticed? While Gloria was introspecting, her eyes were attracted by the things behind the illusion.
Behind the illusion, there is still a mechanical wall clock. However, this time the mechanical wall clock has no glass.
Obviously, the illusion just now is to create a false glass to cover up the interior of the wall clock.
But why cover up the interior of a wall clock? Grace's eyes finally fixed on the minute hand that suddenly stopped rotating on the wall clock. After staring for a long time, the minute hand seemed to feel embarrassed and slowly changed.
The slender minute hand floated out of the dial, completed its first deformation in the air, turned into a pure white feather, swung in the air for a few times, and fell on the elevated table. When the feather stops, there is a second deformation, from the feather to a young man in a white dress.
At first, the youth was only the size of a palm, but in the blink of an eye, it became larger and elongated countless times, becoming a normal size.
The blonde youth sat on the shelf, avoided greya's inquisitive eyes, and said to Sanders with some embarrassment, "good afternoon, mentor. Well... In fact, if you get used to it, you won't be tired."
This man is angel.
"So, you've been putting pointers there?" Greya narrowed her eyes and said coldly.
Angel smiled: "I just want to experiment with deformation."
Greya glanced at Angel coldly: "you want to test the magic. There are many methods. You come here to fix me, right?"
Angel quickly waved his hand: "no, I actually just came."
"Just come?" Greya looked incredulous.
Angell hesitated. "You make complaints about the second half of the drama box, when you were tucking up the scarecrow without feeling it, so you didn't notice me."
She recalled that she was totally conscious of her drama, and did not make complaints about others.
Moreover, even if someone really haunted, the housekeeper would find out. She really relaxed her vigilance at that time.
Greya said coldly, "it's also because I was just watching the drama box. If I was doing other things, such as changing clothes..."
Angel looked confused and forced: "??" Who will change clothes in the hall?
"It's just that you become a pointer. I can still recognize the deformation. However, you have deliberately added a layer of magic to cover your whereabouts. Who knows what you're going to do." After greya scolded, her voice suddenly turned: "of course, I can ignore it, but the premise is..."
Greya reached out and rubbed the box in the palm of her hand - the drama box.
The hint of greya's action could not be more obvious. Angel immediately knew it in his heart and said, "I just saw the bloody nightmare of toy island. There are some wrong places. In this way, I will refine another one according to the context of this story."
Greya nodded with satisfaction, shook a "you are very sensible" look, and then turned and walked out: "your mentor should have something to find you, so I won't bother and train Toby. However, you can't forget what you promised."
Gloria made a mistake and took a walk at once.
After greya left, Sanders said, "it seems that your metamorphosis is very successful."
The introduction of metamorphosis is: it can be as small as a mosquito or as big as a Titan.
But in fact, not many people can become as small as mosquitoes. Most wizards use transfiguration, which can only be as small as the body of the kulakuka nationality.
Now, angel has just transplanted skin and can change to the size of a minute needle, which has reached the upper limit of the deformation of most wizards. It can be seen that its deformation is successful.
"The change of the pointer just now is the limit of your reduction?"
Angel nodded: "now is the limit."
What shackles the upper limit of deformation is the advantages and disadvantages of energy and deformed soft insect skin. Angel's answer is "at present", that is, when his energy becomes deeper and deeper in the future, the limit will be increased accordingly, and it is expected to change to the size of sand grains at that time.
However, whether the sand grain is or not, angel doesn't care for the time being. If he can become small enough to enter the tidal world, he will be satisfied.
"What is the limit of your enlargement?"
"It hasn't been tested yet, but it should be five or six meters high?" Angel estimated.
"Transfiguration is very important for wizards, and its application is also changeable, so it's best to do a detailed test." Sandton paused: "however, you can know the deformation yourself. I came to you for another thing."
Under angel's gaze, Sanders said slowly, "not long ago, I saw Ryan."
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The wilderness of dreams, the city of the first heart.
On the top floor of the sky tower, here is Fred's office, but now he is lowering his head and looking cautious. Even the action of writing records is very light, for fear of disturbing the people opposite him——
"Magic master" Sanders.
Even if Sanders doesn't have special abilities in the wilderness of dreams as in reality, he just sits there with a strong aura that can't be despised.
Sanders, now holding a booklet, was reading it carefully.
This booklet is called the investigation report of the accident group, which is also compiled by Freud and an addendum to the observation record of the wilderness of dreams.
All sources in the report were provided by the "accident group". In the incident group, Freud set up a special team to collect and record some strange things in the wilderness of dreams.
The reason why Freud set up a group to look for these abnormal records is to look for the power that angel accidentally escaped when he fused the subject of nightmare environment.
However, the incident group has been established for a long time, and the abnormal records provided by him are basically criticized as rumors.
Even if some are not rumors, it is difficult to verify them. At least, so far, Freud has not found anything related to the escaping power.
Today, Fred had planned to finish his business first, and then meet Jon to discuss and improve the task assigned by angel - the planning of the new town.
However, to Fred's surprise, Sanders suddenly visited before he had finished his business.
In the face of the southern God of war, Fred's heart trembled. No matter what Sanders asked, he didn't dare to refuse. So when Sanders said he wanted to see the accident investigation report, he handed it in.
But after handing it in, Fred regretted it.
It's not that he doesn't want Sanders to see it. It's just the abnormal things recorded in the investigation report of the accident team. Many of them are short-lived things of the family, and even some strange gossip events. In Sanders' style, will you be angry to see these piecemeal dog blood events?
When Fred was frightened, he found that Sanders didn't have any emotional ups and downs on his expression, but really looked like reading famous works.
An hour passed in a flash.
Sanders finally put down the investigation report of the accident team. He thought for a moment, looked at Fred and asked, "are there other reports besides these?"
Floyd shook his head. "No, all the anomalies investigated by the accident team are here."
After a pause, Fred asked carefully, "may I ask your excellency what you are looking for?"
Sanders frowned: "this is your report. What am I looking for?"
Froude was stunned. "Your Excellency said you were looking for the escaping power?"
"Of course." Sanders gave Fred a strange look.