But Angor did not have time to mind the creature now. He was desperate for an idea to block the monster passage.
Sunders did say that the toy owl was as powerful as a wizard, yet Angor did not feel anything. Besides, the adorable and silly look of the owl did not scare him at all.
Still, he wondered why birds all liked to perch on his hair.
Once the toy owl steadied itself, it immediately exerted a terrible aura around it.
Those outside the mist quickly felt it. Some of the apprentices gave up right away and fell on the floor, while the wizards only frowned, not knowing what just happened.
Next, the flock of rainbow dragonflies stopped patrolling the mist and formed up a line in front of the toy owl.
Green ripples appeared around the owl, enveloping both Angor and the insects.
Angor sensed emotions coming from the toy owl. Unlike the incomprehensible sutured woman, he successfully read the owl’s mind.
In general, the owl was asking the rainbow dragonflies to clear the path ahead so their Queen could do the nightwatch.
Angor believed it was referring to the woman sitting on that throne. But “queen”? Queen of what? Was she the same queen mentioned by the Glutton Flowers?
Upon receiving the order, the dragonflies all left the mist.
The wizards outside frowned again at the strange sight.
“Something else showed up. What are these monsters? I never saw them before.”
“The boy’s illusion, I guess?” A wizard with punk hair scoffed at Twilight. “You guys are always such bullies. It’s just a kid who’s almost dead, and you still wanted to execute him? See what happens now? Maybe Mister Sunders gave his student some kind of power as his last resort.”
Those words worsened Twilight’s rage. As the auctioneer and host of the auction, she was responsible to maintain order. And now she was getting blamed?
She could not say anything about it though. The woman only cursed Angor silently.
Lydia rolled her eyes and decided to divert some hate to Flora. “Poor Flora. Mister Sunders is so… unfair. He never helped you in your worst desperation, and he sent so many creatures to protect this new one? Ah… I feel sorry for you now.”
Flora was already in a bad mood since she came to the scene. The laughter from the mist caused Little Red’s vitality to waver, and Flora was only worried about the skeleton. Now she was in no mood to mind Lydia’s provocation.
“So you think Sunders did this? I see my little junior was quite successful in tricking you.”
“Enough! Let’s deal with these dragonflies first. Are they invulnerable to our attacks like those teacups?” Twilight barged in.
A Twilight Guard cast a cantrip at a dragonfly who was resting on a wall lamp.
And he was quite surprised to see his attack making a small hole on the insect’s wing.
It worked?!
The guard turned to Twilight to report, only to get knocked aside by Twilight’s spirit feeler.
Kaboom!
A small crater appeared where he was standing a second ago. People could see elements flowing around the dragonfly.
“Stay focused! These things are at least level-3 apprentices at their best conditions, if not wizards already!” Twilight demanded.
Now that they knew the insects could be hurt, Twilight immediately ordered her guards to work together and get rid of the creatures.
With the help of wizards, the number of dragonflies was halved within several minutes. When they tried to keep going, they saw the insects changing colors and… vanished from their sights.
Someone used Remove Delirium, which failed to catch the whereabouts of the dragonflies. Another area-of-effect spell managed to bring out several more corpses, which meant the creatures were still inside the hall.
Moreover, they noticed that the dragonflies did not attack people unless they were triggered first, so the situation was not really dire.
Shifting mana ripples suddenly emerged from the mist.
Flora quickly noticed it. “This is… professor?”
As she expected, Sunders stepped out from the mist while casting something on his own. The man was also taking out strange items from his ear nail which looked like glass sharps. He would drop one of them on the floor every several steps.
“Mister Sunders?”
“So he’s here because his student is getting killed?”
People started whispering.
“Why did you come, professor?” Flora floated to him. “And why is a Nightmare Domain here? Angor did this?”
“It’s complicated. We’ll talk later,” said Sunders as he gave her a serious look. “Get ready to fight. If Angor fails to shut off the nightmare passage, we’ll have to force ourselves inside a plane passageway and escape.”
“It’s THAT bad now?”
Sunders lowered his voice so only Flora could hear him.
“Yes. Something many levels stronger than a legendary is waiting behind the domain barrier.”