Gloria was choked by this answer, and looked at Sanders a few more times with doubts in her heart, but the other party still looked calm. Did she guess wrong? Angel's talent has nothing to do with Nightmare Realm
But recalling what Angel had said earlier, no matter how he heard it, it felt like a nightmare world.
If Angel's talent is really related to the Nightmare Realm, then when he was testing his talent, did he accidentally enter the real Nightmare Realm? So Angel's talent, shouldn't it be to connect reality and nightmare world? Greya laughed at herself, how is it possible, the realm channel is not something that the physical body can hook up with.
At first, Greya guessed that Angel's talent might be similar to the effect of Twisted Barb. That's why I came here to gossip, but now it seems that's not the case.
Greya shook her head, she could only let go of things she couldn't figure out.
The person sitting opposite is a big man in the Southern Region, and she has no ability to force him to speak.
Thinking of this, Gloria could only suppress her doubts and start preparing the Twisted Barbaria that Sanders wanted.
Just as Gloria was cooking the ingredients, a piercing sound of flapping wings reached everyone's ears.
Looking at the source of the sound, I saw only one or two slap-sized seabirds came in from outside the curtain, with gray feathers and green eyes, red claws and orange beaks, and they looked no different from ordinary seabirds in appearance.
But what if the seabird was wearing clothes
White hat, blue bib, and a small bag diagonally across. Dressing up like this on the seabirds should be very inconsistent. But the strange thing is that the dress of this seabird is unexpectedly harmonious.
Perhaps, it has something to do with its agile human-like eyes
"Ah! It's a little chirping." Looking at the seabird, Angel murmured subconsciously.
After the seabird heard Angel's voice, it swirled in the air, and the last flutter landed on Angel's golden hair.
"Oh ho ho ho, little Toby!"
I don't know when, Greya had already stood by Angel's side and kept rubbing Toby the seabird with her fatty cheeks.
Because the seabird was on Angel's head, Greya simply hugged Angel in her arms.
With this sudden shock, Angel instantly felt that his brain was empty, and there was a tumult in front of him. When surrounded by bloated fat, Angel felt that his face was squeezed out of shape.
In addition to the deceased mother, Angel also had such close contact with the opposite sex for the first time. But he didn't have the slightest thought, just wanted to break free.
After struggling for a while, Greya finally let go of Angel.
Toby the seabird still stopped safely on top of Angel's head, but the feathers were messier than before.
Angel was much miserable. The shiny back of his hair that he combed in the morning became a little mixed because of Toby's arrival. Then, after Greia's torment, his hair was completely messed up.
"Hey, what's the matter with this bird?" Flora saw her newly recognized younger brother's unlovable look, and she snickered while pulling Angel behind her.
"What kind of bird is not a bird, is it polite? It's called Toby, and it's my pet!" Greya glanced hatefully.
"Whatever it's called, it's not all birds anyway."
"I'm too lazy to care about you." Greya carefully picked up Toby, put it on her shoulders, and then twisted her buttocks to continue to finish the production of the Twisted Barb.
"That bird is live food." Suddenly, Sanders said.
"Live food? Could it be the creation of Gloria?" Flora asked in surprise.
"should be."
Flora's expression suddenly changed: "No, I looked at it carefully just now. It is definitely a magic bird. Although it is a very low-level magical beast, how could it be a living food synthesized by creation?!"
"You can see the root of it by breaking the barrier." Sanders' expression carried a hint of admiration.
After a while, Flora turned her head suspiciously. Observing the seabird with the help of dispelling the obscurity, the phenomenon of the source being truncated unexpectedly appeared! This is a typical creation legacy!
"In the past, Greya's creation technique could only cultivate and synthesize all kinds of non-intelligent creatures. I didn't expect that in just a few decades, she would be able to cultivate a magic bird that could be enlightened. It seems that her power has already It's critical." Sanders sighed: "If she doesn't go astray, and give her another 20 years, maybe she will become the first level 2 gourmet wizard in the Southern Region."
You know, whether it is a fragmented mayfly or a twisted barba, although they have magical powers, they are not enlightened, and are only suitable for use as materials for wizards. But Warcraft is different. Although many Warcraft can even be dealt with by mortals, they are already enlightened, and if they have the chance, they can even become powerful.
"Is this the real wizard? Her way is getting farther and farther." Flora said with emotion.
"What is Creation?" Hearing the two chatting, Angel couldn't help but ask.
Sanders pointed at Greya, "Greia's original technique, you'll see it later."
The live food made by Greya is usually taken directly by the guests, so no specific tableware is used to concoct it. Her movements are fast, and all kinds of unnamed materials are incorporated into the magic weapon unique to the gourmet wizard.
Vortex gas, multi-eyed monsters, smoke, worms, ores, unknown solutions... Every material is weird, but it has an unusual aura.
Then, Greia suddenly threw all the materials into the air. I don't know what she was muttering, and beams of brilliance scattered from her fingers.
What Angel can see is all kinds of living and dead materials. Under the "massage" of the brilliance, the shape and color are changed. Like wet soil, the shape is re-shaped and opened. new shoots.
In the end, a swarthy multi-loop worm appeared in front of Greya.
Angel was watching the excitement, but Sanders and Flora could see the application of a lot of knowledge and technology, coupled with the special fluctuations of gourmet wizards, and the advent of unknown wills in the dark, finally In order to turn death into life and create living creatures with various templates as prototypes.
"So gorgeous, so amazing!" This is Angel's comment.
"The profound knowledge and the application of ever-changing logic are truly amazing." This is the emotion of Flora and Sanders every time they watch Gloria release the Creation Technique.
Looking at the live worm, Angel asked in a low voice: "Creation, is it the creation of life?" Angel remembered that in the myth of the earth, whether it is the East or the West, the creation of life is at the top of the myth. Great power can do it. But in the wizarding world, could it be that as long as you become a martial wizard, you can create life
Sanders was silent for a while: "Yes, no."
"The real creation of life, perhaps only the God of Creation in mythology can do it. But wizards don't believe in gods, wizards only believe in truth and knowledge. Greya's original technique, called Creation, seems to create life, but In fact, there are too many theories involved, including a series of deep connotations such as the biology of phantom beasts, the reorganization of microbial structures, and the exchange of equal amounts of magic sources, rather than creating things out of thin air like the God of Creation in mythology.”
"Oh..." Angel nodded suddenly, this is similar to the theory of cloning. It is all through various means to break the reproductive isolation, and new life emerges, "It turns out that, I probably understand."
Still a child indeed. Sanders shook his head. Naturally, he would not think that Angel really understood. He only thought that his teenage character was pretending to be calm. However, he did not expect that Angel was already a qualified scholar in terms of the logic of certain knowledge.
Sanders didn't point it out, he thought it was to save face for the newly admitted students.