Warlock Apprentice

“Speak,” said Lydia as she shook her legs.

Daichese and Anna exchanged a look before Daichese stepped up and spoke in a humble manner, “What do you wish to know, Lady Lotus?”

Lydia rolled her eyes. “How dumb can you get? I already asked it loud and clear during the auction.”

Daichese was taken aback. “I-I don’t know who created the music box, my lady.”

“Really now? Then however did you get it?” Lydia squinted her eyes and exerted a different aura. A pair of invisible hands grabbed Daichese by the neck and lifted her off the ground.

Cold sweat gathered on Daichese’s forehead. Her face was getting red, and she could not speak.

Anna revealed a worried look and tried to do something. Yet a simple glimpse from Lydia forced her to back down.

Twilight’s voice suddenly came into the room, briefly halting the tension.

Angor glanced at their leader next. “Stop pretending. You’re so bad at this. Twilight’s around here watching, right? And she doesn’t dare do it by herself, so she sent you?”

He was sure of it. The guard who mentioned the death of his brother did not reveal the tiniest bit of sadness. There was only cruelty in the man’s eyes. Angor did not believe someone like that would come and revenge for his friend.

That was why he knew Twilight was behind this.

The addressed guard sneered, “You’re dead. There’s no way out.”

Angor smiled. “It’ll take more than you lot to kill me. Twilight might do it if she’s here. But if that’s the case… I’ll drag the entire southern wizarding region down to hell with me.”

Angor spoke like that because he was still frustrated about how no one acknowledged his “heroic deed” of saving the world yesterday.

The guards did not understand what he meant, but it did not prevent them from commencing their attack.

Angor grimaced and spoke to Prome, “Please leave, I’ll take care of them.”

The scenery around him began to change.

Somewhere a kilometer high in the air, Twilight observed the area beneath her with a cold look.

“Heeheehee. Professor’s right, you really did it,” said a young barefooted woman in a doll-dress who floated her way.

“Are you here to stop me, Flora?” Twilight’s expression grew darker.

“Oh no no. You do whatever you want. I came to keep an eye on Angor so he doesn’t do something stupid again.”

Twilight scoffed, “This rat doesn’t have much longer to live.”

Despite her jealousy, Flora felt a bit irritated when an outsider called her junior a “rat”.

“Yeah… of course someone as powerful as you can’t care less about a rat. There’s one thing you should know though. Do you think you’ll be safe if my professor didn’t intervene yesterday? Have you already forgotten about the beyond legendary powerful aura?” Flora pointed a finger to the ground. “That boy wasn’t threatening you just now. If he’s desperate, we two will not be the only ones to fill the grave.”

…

Angor’s only doable tactic now was using illusions.

He did not have time to make anything complicated right now, so he simply covered the area in a mist to trick the senses of his enemies, so he could pick them out one by one.

But he was surprised to notice something special after deploying the mist.

His vision was “split up” again. On one side, he could see people trapped inside the mist, while the other side was the Nightmare Domain that Sunders severed from reality.

He could not understand how he brought out the Nightmare Domain when he was using a simple illusion. Sunders did say something about drastic changes to his illusions after he was fused with a Nightmare Domain, but Angor never asked the details.

Now he could already see the “drastic change”, and he did not know what to do.

“Shava… Shava…”

He suddenly heard a child’s voice calling out, and it was coming from inside the Nightmare Domain.

Precisely speaking, it came from the teacup band in there.