Outside the Void Tower, in an alley covered by the darkness of the night.
At this moment, there was a Purgatory Flame Slave whose entire body was burning with flames. It was caressing the moving scarlet chain in its hand.
It looked at the Void Tower that looked like a giant fortress, its eyes flashing with excitement.
"It's almost time. Ahahahahaha! The Flame of Provenance shall burn until the end of time. "The Inferno Slave covered its face with its hands and laughed out loud. Its eyes were filled with madness.
The chain in its hand suddenly ignited with a strange flame. The flame looked strange, as if it was real, but also illusory.
Soon, the flame went into the chain, and the Inferno Slave's figure slowly melted into the darkness around it.
…
Angor once read some legends about Abyss Dragons. According to them, Abyss Dragons were known to be powerful, evil, and lazy. Also, Abyss Dragons were known to like shiny objects.
However, legends were just legends. Angor looked at Fafnir who was still dozing off. Dragons were powerful and lazy, but they were not supposed to like shiny objects.
Canaan, on the other hand, had a strange obsession with shiny things.
Angor lowered his head and looked down from the roof.
After Rasudran's reversal of day and night, Canaan was acting completely different from before. It was humming a pleasant song and hopping around like a butterfly dancing among the flowers, leisurely shuttling around the Psychedelic Hut.
Every few steps, Canaan would take out glowing blue gems and place them around the hut.
In just a few minutes, the Psychedelic Hut was surrounded by a blue light. From afar, it looked like a peaceful crystal palace at the bottom of the sea. It looked dreamy and dreamy.
Canaan gave Angor a proud look after completing the setup.
Angor spoke in a small voice, "This is similar to the Psychedelic Hut on the signboard. But … I don't think the Psychedelic Hut will stay open for long. It's a bit of a waste to do this. "
"Stay open for long?" Canaan was confused. "Why? Is it because of those big demons? "
Angor did not know how to explain it to Canaan. He could not tell Canaan that he did not plan to stay open for long. Besides, Angor had seen Canaan's dedication these days. Leaving so suddenly seemed a little cruel.
"Or is it because of the owner's identity?" Although Canaan did not say it explicitly, he knew very well that the owner was actually a human. If that was the reason, Canaan could understand.
"There's no problem with my identity." Even if Canaan already knew, he couldn't point it out. "It won't take long because the time is up."
Time's up? Canaan didn't understand.
"Opportunities can be encountered and missed, and a journey can have a beginning and an end. Between the two is the time." He said something he did not even know what he was talking about and ended the topic in a mysterious way.
In any case, he had already said what he needed to say. At that time, even if he left without saying goodbye, there would already be a sign.
What he didn't know was that Canaan didn't understand what he meant either. But Canaan remembered his words, and when a demon asked Canaan about the location of the Psychedelic Hut, Canaan told him about it.
Sometimes, the more mysterious something was, the more popular it would be.
The illusion hut, which stood in the depths of legends, could awaken a demon. This was already proven. However, this mysterious little shop disappeared at the peak of its popularity, like the sound of a zither that suddenly stopped at the climax, leaving behind endless imagination.
Besides, Canaan's "incomprehensible" words made many low-tiered demons think that the Illusion Hut was just a legend.
In this world where information was limited, rumors could only go to two extremes. Either they got worse, or they got more beautiful. The Illusion Hut, on the other hand, was always glorified in demon rumors because it "had a precedent of Abyss Awakening", "had a large number of people who experienced it", and "cheap price".
And it would continue to spread in the future demon world for a long time.
This was something Angor didn't expect.
Canaan was still thinking about what Angor said in the yard. It didn't understand, but it could tell that the owner had already made up his mind.
Canaan was a little depressed, but it had earned more than it had in the past ten years. Plus, it didn't lose anything even if it left the Illusion Hut.
However, it might not have a chance to repay the owner's kindness.
Just as Canaan was feeling a little depressed, a series of footsteps suddenly rang out from outside the courtyard.
Day and night were reversed in Rasudran, and all demons were trying to adapt and find the source of the change. It had been a while since anyone came to the Illusion Hut.
Under such circumstances, Canaan was rather curious as to who would come to visit at such a time.
She opened the door and walked outside. As soon as she stepped out, she felt a pair of burning eyes staring at her. Canaan looked around and saw that Mogheim, the demon boar she moved outside, was still unconscious. The gaze came from Mogheim's left eye, which wasn't under its control.
The left eye was shining brightly, as if it was calling for Canaan.
However, Canaan didn't have time to pay attention to it. She looked at the dark path in the woods, where the footsteps came from.
Soon, a figure in green showed up in front of Canaan. The figure was panting heavily as it tossed a big sack on the ground.
"Prapa?" Using the Aqua Stone on the door, Canaan recognized the figure. It was Prapa from the Prey Hall.
Canaan came to the Illusion Hut because of Prapa.
"What are you doing here?" Canaan was confused. She remembered that Prapa already experienced the Ocean Rhythm once. According to the rules, Prapa couldn't do it again.
Prapa pointed at the sack on the ground. "The nightclub owner asked me to bring this to you."
Nightclub owner? The mysterious owner of the Prey Hall? Angor jumped down from the roof and landed beside Canaan while Canaan was still trying to figure it out.
"I asked Prapa to do something for me," Angor explained to Canaan and looked at the sack on the ground.
The sack was large, filled with boxes and pouches of various sizes, all of which contained special materials found in the Abyss.
Angor asked Prapa to buy them for him. And now, Prapa delivered them to him.
The more he checked, the happier Angor became. The special materials included magic plants, ores, meat, blood food … Many of them were rarely seen in the wizarding world. Some of them didn't even exist in the wizarding world. There were also some items that looked like finished products. Angor didn't know what they were used for yet, so he needed more time to test them out.
What surprised him the most was that nearly two thousand pieces of Fire Relaying Stone were also stored in a pocket with a space property.
Satisfied, Angor put all the materials into his bracelet. His business in Rasudran was done.
He only needed to return to Ice Valley and craft a Fire Relayer Stone to lift Toby's curse.
The thought of it made him excited.
His life in Rasudran wasn't as horrible as he thought. But he still felt a little scared when he thought about the terrifying demons who could take his life at any time.
He couldn't wait to leave Rasudran.
But just as he smiled happily, he heard Prapa continue. "By the way, the nightclub owner also asked me to pass a message to you."
Angor looked at Prapa and waited for more.
"Mr. Nightclub said that you should not leave the House of Illusions for the next two days, and do not leave Mister Fafnir's side." Prapa's words made Fafnir, who was resting on a tree, look up.
"Why? I'm leaving Rasudran already. "Angor was confused.
"You're leaving Rasudran?" Prapa was surprised. "Don't you know that all the exits are sealed?"
"Sealed?!"
Following Prapa's explanation, Angor finally understood why the light source of the tower suddenly dimmed.
When the light came on, it meant that the path to Niming Lake from Rasudran was open. But when the light went dark, it meant that the path was cut off.
The reason why the light in the Void Tower suddenly dimmed was because the demons who led Rasudran to this place had jointly issued a martial law!
The entire Rasudran was now under martial law, and the light in the Void Tower would only come back after the martial law ended. In other words, Angor would be trapped in Rasudran for as long as the darkness remained.
Angor's eyes dimmed as soon as he heard the news. His lips, which were already curled up, drooped down.
"Why is it sealed? How long will it last? " Angor did a quick calculation. There were still two days until the ice sphere was unsealed. Once that happened, Toby's bad luck would come back.
"I don't know." Prapa didn't know anything. He just received the news himself. He was planning to give the items to Angor and rest at the bottom of Niming Lake. However, he couldn't leave now because of the sudden martial law.
Angor considered for a moment. "Is there any other way to leave Rasudran?"
Canaan and Prapa both looked at Angor in confusion. They didn't understand why Angor was so insistent on leaving.
"The martial law won't last long. Why are you in such a hurry, Mister? Can't you wait for a while? "Canaan asked.
"It's time. I have to leave." Angor didn't know how to explain. He then looked at Fafnir to see if he could find a solution.
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