While he was studying, he was also observing the composition of the strange energy.
In reality, it looked like a light spot. It could move the material world, but it could not be detected. However, in this strange world, it showed some of its characteristics.
After a long time of observation and analysis, Angor still did not have a clear understanding of the energy. However, he could tell that it was not something ordinary.
If he missed it, he would regret it.
This was why Angor was so careful with the half-built model.
Besides, he had his own plans as well.
Generally speaking, there were only two possible outcomes for a cantrip model. Either it was used, or it would disappear. To some extent, the model could not be preserved.
However, there was one special case.
Spell slots!
A spell slot could completely solidify a spell model and build it in a special position in one's spirit model.
Usually, spell slots were something that wizards would consider after they became wizards. However, if one had a special channeling method and a strong enough spirit model, one could also construct a spell slot as an apprentice.
Angor's spirit model was already strong enough to hold a spell slot. He just did not know which cantrip he should solidify on.
Sunders hoped that Angor could create an original spell so that he could pave the way to becoming a truth-finder as an apprentice. However, he also knew that the southern wizarding region was in a precarious situation right now. There were two major threats hanging over their heads. They could not protect themselves, let alone spend time creating a new cantrip.
Therefore, Sunders suggested that Angor should construct a spell slot as soon as possible. Even if it was just an ordinary illusion or alchemy spell, it would work.
Angor's original plan was to secretly create several alchemy illusions with Mystery manifestations when he returned to the southern wizarding region. Then he could use them to seek inspiration.
If it did not work out, he would not mind building a common illusion on the spell slot.
However, God's plan would always be different.
Before he could even consider the choice of spell slots, a fortuitous encounter fell into his lap.
A Cantrip Model with spatial properties was very rare in itself, not to mention that the Cantrip Model was in his Mindspace!
Once he succeeded, he could easily solidify the model onto the spell slot.
Although the cantrip he had constructed wasn't his original creation, it didn't mean that he had to create an original spell. What he cared more about was whether or not this trick was suitable for him.
He had learned the basic properties of the cantrip during his study. So far, he could tell that the effect of the cantrip was not weak.
He wasn't sure what the final function of the cantrip would be, but he was already planning to fix the cantrip model onto his spell slot just by looking forward to it.
Since he was going to solidify the cantrip's model, his mind space, which was already half-built, was his first choice.
But now, the problem before him was: How should he attach the newly constructed veined patterns to this half of the door?
After analyzing it over and over again, he kept recalling his previous memories and simulating it in his mind again and again. Finally, he decided to begin the procedure.
Although he hadn't made a move before, it wasn't because he was hesitating.
In other words, with his current absolutely rational thinking, he wouldn't hesitate at all.
He just didn't want to waste all his previous efforts, so he chose to be cautious.
Even if he failed, he would not feel any regret or regret in his current situation. After wandering around the wasteland for so long, he already knew how to use this cantrip.
If he failed, he could just create another one. At most, he would lose his special energy.
He didn't feel any pressure, nor did he feel nervous. He had already simulated the cantrip many times, so he had no one to blame if he failed.
He manipulated the magic power in his mana source and began to reconnect the half door in this chaotic space!
The first connection was the most important.
Without hesitation, he confirmed the coordinates on the Axes of the Universe and used his mana to create a pattern on the door.
At the moment of the connection, a wonderful feeling suddenly surged in the dark space of thought.
It felt like the sound waves of a wind chime, which spread outward from the center like ripples.
Instantly, Angor received the corresponding feedback.
He felt both lucky and regretful at the same time.
Fortunately, the model didn't collapse. His first attempt was a success. Regretfully, he used magic power instead of special energy. This would definitely cause some deviation in the effect of the door.
It was like a pot of delicious soup that was accidentally mixed with too much water, which diluted its taste.
But he had no choice. Mana was the only thing he could use now.
After completing the first pattern, Angor thought about the second one. However, when he carefully studied the attributes of the second rune, he frowned.
Space property.
Mana did not have any property, but it was related to one's talent after all. Angor's mana was more of an illusion property.
He simulated the construction of this pattern many times during his study, but he wasn't sure if he could actually use it.
However, when he really began to construct it, he realized that the veined pattern that he was most uncertain about was actually not as difficult as he had imagined it to be.
Although he felt a little tired halfway through the construction process, he was not surprised at all and succeeded in the continuation.
But after that, Angor fell into deep thought.
Previously, he had discovered that learning about the Space Element was not as difficult as he had imagined. But then again, he only learned it from his imagination. Now that he was actually doing it, there should be a difference. But in fact, the difference was much smaller than he thought.
"Maybe the special energy itself has space property, which makes up for the difference?" Angor mumbled to himself.
This was the only reason he could think of.
Since he couldn't think of an answer, he didn't ask for one. He planned to continue while his mind was clear.
But when he was about to use his mana, he suddenly froze.
His mana pool was almost empty?!
When he constructed the first pattern, he didn't use much mana. In fact, it was almost negligible. But the second one consumed hundreds of times more mana. Was it because it had space property? And he was constructing it from another class?
Angor now understood why he felt so tired.
His mana pool was almost empty. It would be strange if he didn't feel tired.
Compared to fatigue, he was more concerned about time. According to the symmetry of the door, he still needed to construct at least 1,345 patterns, which meant he had more than 300 structures in total.
Of the remaining thousand or so lines, at least one-twentieth of them contained the Space Attribute. Every time he constructed a pattern related to space property, he had to rest for several hours and meditate. At this rate, it would take him at least a month to complete the cantrip model.
It was obvious that this cantrip model was more complicated than all the models he learned so far.
After all, if a cantrip model took more than a month to construct, it would be better not to use it.
Of course, it might also be because he wasn't familiar with it yet, or because the cantrip contained complicated properties. Perhaps, if it was someone with the Space Element, he would be able to construct it in less than half a day?
But it didn't matter. In this strange world, he couldn't feel the passage of time. As long as he could build it, he didn't mind spending more time.
Besides, the strange energy prevented the model from collapsing as time went by, which gave Angor enough time to build it slowly.
He didn't feel bored anyway. After all, this was how he spent his time studying.
With that in mind, Angor prepared to meditate.
But as soon as he entered the meditative state, he noticed that his consciousness was sinking.
In an instant, he was kicked out of the strange world.
At the same time, his emotion template was reloaded.
"So I'll be kicked out when my mana pool is empty?!" With this thought in mind, Angor's consciousness returned to his body and merged with it.
When he regained control of his body, before he could check his condition, he suddenly felt his body shaking and almost fell to the ground.
It wasn't because he was distracted. The ground was shaking, and he heard the roars of monsters.
He stayed in that strange world for a long time without any emotional fluctuations, so he didn't think about what was happening outside at all. When he heard the monster's roars, he didn't realize what was going on.
After a while, he remembered that before he entered the strange world, something had already happened in the outside world.
The portal was closed! Sunders didn't come back! Furthermore … a powerful demon had visited Windwhisper Valley!
When he recalled this fact, he froze in place.
He didn't feel any hunger or thirst, and he was still holding the Alien Eye in both hands. It seemed like he stayed in that strange world for a long time, but in reality, only a few minutes or seconds had passed.
Time was imbalanced, just like in the Nightmare Realm.
But he didn't have time to think about that now. Right now, the most important thing for him was to consider a more realistic problem! What was going on outside? What's up with that monster? What was it trying to do?
Furthermore, what could he do to solve the current situation?
Running away wasn't a good idea. There was only one exit in the underground cave, and he would definitely run into the monster if he went out. Judging from the terrifying roars, the monster outside was definitely not easy to deal with.
His only option was to hide underground for now.
With that in mind, he prepared to use Infinite Reticence to its maximum effect.
Then, he discovered a terrible fact: his mana pool was empty! It was empty!
Previously, he had thought of secretly digging a hole and slipping away from the ground. But now, he couldn't do that. Without mana, it was almost impossible to dig a new exit in the underground cave.
An empty mana pool was one thing, but what was even more tragic was …
Angor noticed that the monster's footsteps were getting louder and louder. It was heading toward the underground cave!
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