He looked up at the sky. As the trees danced, leaves fell one by one, and many high branches broke for unknown reasons. The air was filled with a faint fishy smell.

Suddenly, Hoffa thought of the horrific stories the tavern owner told him, the missing hunters, and the body found in the feces.

He slowly lowered his head, as if falling into an ice cellar, and the hair on his body exploded.

The feeling of anxiety is like a flood, instantly destroying the newly born rational dam.

Aglaia.....

Hoffa entered a meditative state without hesitation, turned his life to 8, and started running wildly.

In the blink of an eye, he ran several kilometers. He could feel the fluctuations of Aglaia's magic power, but it was getting weaker and weaker. This meant that either she was getting weaker, or she was getting farther and farther away from him, and

It may be a combination of both situations.

Damn, what happened to this guy?

The anxiety became more and more serious, and at this time, a trace of doubt appeared in his mind again.

(Why are you looking for her?)

(Target...Wizard's Secret Realm)

The sound rang silently in his consciousness. Hoffa, who was running wildly, suddenly hugged his head, fell to the ground like a madman, and struggled violently.

Several night owls perched on the trees heard a noise. They pulled their heads out of their wings and took a look. They saw a strange young man rolling on the ground with his head in his arms.

Sometimes he bumped into a tree, sometimes he lifted a stone and hit his own head, but halfway through, he threw the stone again.

A sense of confusion appeared in Hoffa's brain, and his instinct told him that there was something extra in him, otherwise many thoughts that did not exist before would not have appeared out of thin air.

Aglaia......

(Wizard's Secret Realm...)

What's going on?

He held his head and suddenly broke a tree trunk. The night owl perched on the tree flew up and stayed on another tree trunk, looking at him coldly.

He finally realized something was wrong, and those words were not what he should have said.

Something was rapidly affecting his own state, causing him to begin an almost irreversible transformation into an unknown state.

He looked at his hands and found that the entire hands were flowing with colorful colors, which was extremely strange.

Cold sweat dripped down his face, and he immediately crossed his legs and entered a meditative state. Only meditation can solve mental problems.

As soon as he entered the meditative state, Hoffa almost vomited. He found that his sea of ​​​​consciousness was like a disease. It was full of densely packed faces. They were colorful, some big and some small.

Countless faces grew out of every corner of his sea of ​​consciousness like bubbles. They had different expressions, some were smiling, some were sad, some were arrogant, and some were ambiguous.

But their eyes were all indifferent.

Hoffa immediately thought of the colorful egg he saw at Hagrid's house, and his scalp went numb.

What was that thing that Norbert Hagrid took away? It was so weird that it could unknowingly affect people's spirits. He had never seen such a magical product before!

Before he could think about it, the dense face began to divide like cells.

His memories, his life, and all his secrets were exposed one by one in front of these strange faces like drawers being opened.

Every time I look at them, the faces look more and more like me.

They are assimilating themselves.

Hoffa shuddered. At this moment, he thought of the monsters he saw in Helheim, the underworld, when he was in first grade. This thing seemed to have similar characteristics to them.

Seeing that his spiritual world was almost completely swallowed up by that disgusting face, Hoffa gritted his teeth and entered a deep state of meditation.

He cut off all perception of external objects, and completely retracted his spirit into his body. The thunderbird patterns on the back of his hands quickly covered his whole body.

Electricity flashed in the sea of ​​consciousness, sharp blades appeared one after another, and Hoffa cut into the sea of ​​consciousness as if performing surgery.

Every time he cut a little bit, he felt a sharp pain in his brain. It was almost as if he was actually cutting flesh with a knife.

What was even more frightening was that as soon as he cut off a face, the face took root and reappeared. It even began to split even faster.

The vague thoughts in my mind are like a school of fish floating on the surface of the water to breathe. They open their mouths and keep opening and closing.

This horrific scene almost made Hoffa in a meditative state feel trance-like and his scalp was numb.

What exactly is that egg?

The hands on the magic watch dropped rapidly, and he converted all the magic power into the magic power of the Thunderbird.

The blades of the consciousness sea were filled with lightning.

Those lips that were constantly opening and closing finally stopped replicating endlessly after touching the electric blade.

They quickly burned black and fell off. Each time one fell off, it coiled up like a beetle and disappeared without a trace.

In the real world, Hoffa's muscles were twitching as if he was being given electrotherapy.

A minute later, his face was as pale as paper, he opened his eyes with cold sweat, shook his head vigorously, and got up like a seriously ill patient.

He took a step and the other voices in his mind disappeared.

Hoffa breathed a sigh of relief. He wasn't sure if he had cleared away those terrible things, but now he could only go so far.

He held on to the tree trunk, breathed for a while, took out the bloody cloth strip from his trouser pocket, and grabbed his hair. You can imagine the regret and pain in his heart.

He personally pushed his companions into a completely unknown abyss. What should he do if there were any unknown consequences afterwards...?

I looked at my watch and saw that I only had 0.X of magic power left.

Without hesitation, he entered the activation state, lifted his body up, and started running again. If something unexpected happened to Aglaia, I'm afraid he would have to live with regrets for the rest of his life.

He was like a phantom traveling through the woods, covering a distance of nearly ten meters with every step.

As a result of stopping to meditate for a minute, Aglaia's spiritual position has become untraceable.

But fortunately, the creature that captured her was very large and left many marks on the ground.

After chasing the traces for twenty minutes, he heard the sound of wings flapping in the sky, and something flashed across the sky. He stopped on the tree trunk and looked up to see the fallen leaves dancing in the sky between the mist.

More and more.

The branches in front were knocked open by a transparent shadow, but what exactly that thing was was not clear at all.

He simply closed his eyes and only touched the sky with his mental force field. Yes, something big did pass by.

"Aglaia!"

Hoffa shouted anxiously on the tree trunk without answering. The sound of flapping wings in the sky became farther and farther.

He chased after him relentlessly. This time, he even used ghost walking. His speed was extremely fast. The gray shadow world was not affected by the night. While moving left and right, Hoffa finally caught up with the man who took him away.

Creatures of Aglaea.

He came near a towering cliff. A huge transparent shadow flashed from the high rocks. It was very blurry, like a chameleon, like a water shadow, or like an inaccurate phantom spell.

Hoffa had never seen anything like this.

He clung to the rock wall and climbed up. While climbing, he dived into the shadows again.

In the activated state, his nails are very sharp and can dig into rocks every time.

Finally, when he jumped to the top of the cliff, a huge and transparent tail swept past him almost close to his head. A strange fishy smell filled the air.

He looked around. At this moment, he was on a cliff platform. There were some messy branches on the platform, and there were also the bones of some creatures.

This scene made Hoffa's heart skip a beat, and he looked across.

The mist shrouded Aglaia and she fell on the platform, motionless, her eyes widened and trembling slightly. She was not dead yet, but she was greatly frightened.

"Woohoo!"

The creature as transparent as water raised its head and let out a cry, slowly returning to its normal appearance from the transparent state.

This time, Hoffa saw clearly the thing that captured Aglaia.

After taking off its disguise, it is about twenty feet long. It has flat and thin upper and lower jaws, shiny green scales, a raised horn crest on the top of its head, thick hind limbs, and some webbed membranes at the joints.

There is a sharp hook-like claw on the wings.

That's a green dragon.

Hoffa was horrified. He found a dragon less than 20 kilometers away from a Muggle town. The feeling was no less than meeting a lion in the middle of the road when going out to buy supper at night.

What's going on?

The green dragon pushed Aglaia with its claws, and the whole dragon body coiled up. It seemed that it wanted to feast.

Hofali slid towards the direction where the dragon was entrenched like an arrow, but as soon as he reached Aglaia, the green dragon became alert without warning and roared upward.

Hoffa was shocked. He was hiding in the shadow world. Why was he discovered?

But immediately, it understood that the dragon was not wary of him.

The dragon raised its head and roared.

Following its gaze, Hoffa saw transparent water ripples flashing across the sky. They landed heavily on the ground, causing the platform to tremble. The ripples disappeared, and the creatures with the same color as the background slowly revealed themselves.

It turned out to be a group of green dragons.
To be continued...