He did not know how to utilize the Nightmare Domain yet. But it did not matter since he had never intended to use the domain for help.
Angor turned around and put a hand on Prome’s shoulder. Prome’s eyes immediately focused and saw through the mist.
“You go back first, sir. I’ll handle this,” Angor spoke in a small voice.
Prome frowned. “We can get away together while they’re inside the mist. Are you really going to fight Twilight Auction? You should escape.”
“Don’t worry. I know what I’m doing.”
Prome decided to leave after he heard Angor’s confident tone.
There were five people trapped in the mist. The leader of the guards was a level-2 apprentice, while the others were all level-1. The team would do a quick job defeating common level-1 apprentices, but Angor was no longer a “common level-1 apprentice” now.
Angor grinned. He was going to deal with them “one by one”, but it did not mean he was going to kill them.
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A moment later, he snapped a finger and removed his mist illusion.
He watched his enemies huddled together closely, chuckled, and turned to leave.
Behind him, the Twilight Guards were doing indescribable things to the bodies of each other with their cheeks burning with heat.
The alley was relatively quiet, but there were still people passing by.
Angor wondered what kind of humiliation those fools would attract. He assumed that Twilight had to be watching from somewhere nearby, so he did not stop to enjoy the show. He quickly left the area.
He was still afraid of Twilight, so he did not really wound those guards. He only did a little trick to trouble their spirit.
Since Angor could fool people’s senses, he also knew how to arouse desires from the minds of people.
Just now, he constructed a “customized dream” for each of the guards. To do this, he first needed to understand their personal tastes, and he was quite shocked to find out that the guard leader was actually attracted to other males. He wasted a lot of time using the images of women to affect his mind.
Speaking of males… Angor quickly thought about the portraits he received from Lady Mirror. Those were all weirdos, true, but Angor would admit that they looked decent.
Following his memory of the portraits, Angor created the images of those men for the guard leader.
However, not all level of handsomeness worked. Angor tried to create Sunders’ image, but it simply caused the guard to tremble, and he almost escaped from the illusion.
Angor shook his head. Not everyone was bold enough to “flirt” with Sunders like Lydia or Lady Mirror.
Until he made something happened by bringing Alan into his illusion.
“Tsk. A boy lover?” Angor shivered in disgust. He quickly stepped farther.
After giving every guard a “suitable illusion”, Angor turned away and left.
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In the sky.
“Aw, Angor, you learned something nasty!” Flora tried to hold back her laughter. “I wonder who instructed him that. Oh, heehee, I’m beginning to like this kid.”
Compared to her joyful mood, Twilight scowled so hard that it would give her permanent wrinkles on her face.
“As expected, a rat only knows such petty tricks,” Twilight retorted and began to descend. Those were her guards, so she still had to help them.
“A trick is good as long as it works. You’re an experienced wizard now, Twilight, and you didn’t even realize something as simple as that? I think you have no hope in finding truth in your life,” said Flora as she followed her.
“Tell me that if you succeed first, or your words are just empty banter.”
Upon reaching the ground, Twilight glared at a number of bystanders to scare them away before helping the guards.
Flora simply stood there and watched the show, and Twilight did not mind it.
Twilight woke a young and timid-looking apprentice first.
“Was I gentle enough, Lady Twilight?” He said.
Twilight gave the man a furious stare.
Flora snickered and looked away when Twilight glared her way.
“Good job, Angor!” Flora silently gave a thumbs-up to her little junior.
Slap!
The now awoken apprentice was sent flying.
“Nice! Please, again, Lady Twilight!” The apprentice appeared to be enjoying it despite the blood around his mouth.
“How dare you!” Twilight could no longer hold back her anger. Her man was bewitched by the illusion because there was really that kind of filthy thoughts in his mind.
And it was absolutely disgracing!
Without hesitation, she released a light beam which pierced the poor apprentice’s skull.
“Ouch. How cruel. How many people are going to answer your recruitment if they heard about this?” Flora would not mind adding fuel to the situation.
Twilight only cursed loudly, “Angor… I WILL kill you, for tainting the honor a wizard!”
“Oh, come on! It was you who killed your own man, and you still blame him?” Flora pouted.
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Angor did not foresee that his attempt to “act nice” to Twilight Auction had gained him more hatred instead.
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