According to Angor's plan, Fafnir should be able to open a space tunnel and leave this place.
However, Fafnir's answer was still "no".
"It's not hard to open a space fissure. But I can't guarantee where it will lead. "Fafnir shrugged. She was a Wind Dragon, not a Void Dragon. Her understanding of space was limited to the surface.
Rasudran had a tunnel leading to Niming Lake, but it didn't mean they were really close to the lake. They were only connected by spacetime markers. Therefore, no one knew where Fafnir would end up after tearing through the void.
"Is there a way to leave Rasudran then?"
"Yes." Fafnir pointed at the ground. "The space below Rasudran is connected to the inner layer. You can go to the inner layer and use another tunnel to get to the surface layer. "
Angor's eyes brightened up. The inner layer was more dangerous than the surface layer, but they should be able to survive with Fafnir's help.
However, he didn't know how long it would take to go to the inner layer and use another tunnel to get back to the surface layer.
Two weeks at least, and the journey had to be smooth.
It would be too late in two weeks. Furthermore, with the power of Toby's misfortune, it would be a problem for them to even leave the inner layer of the Abyss.
Angor frowned. Why did the seal have to come now of all times?
Did Toby's misfortune break through the ice seal?
He returned to the door and saw Prapa looking at Angor's dazed expression. "Are you alright, Mister?"
"I'm fine for now. But if we don't leave Rasudran soon, something will happen to me."
"Is it that bad?" Prapa muttered, "I heard from Nightclub Mister that the lockdown won't last long."
Angor remembered Prapa saying that Nightclub Mister told him not to leave the Illusion Hut for two days.
Did this mean the lockdown would only last for two days?
"Mister Nightclub …" Angor suddenly remembered something and looked at Prapa. "Can you go back and ask Mister Nightclub Mister if there's a way to leave Rasudran as soon as possible? Also, how long will the lockdown last? "
Seeing the serious look on Angor's face, Prapa knew that this was very important.
Prapa nodded. "Alright."
Prapa turned around and left. Angor leaned against the door, trying to come up with a solution.
As a matter of fact, Oderklas did not set a time limit for Angor. Angor was in such a hurry to leave because Toby's curse would not wait for him.
If he really couldn't leave, then he had to find a way to delay the dissipation of the curse on Toby.
How could there be such a talented Demon in the vast Rasudran?
He didn't really expect to get rid of the curse. He just needed to buy some time. He still had tens of thousands of demon coins, which were useless in the wizarding world anyway, so he wouldn't mind spending them all.
He looked up and saw Canaan walking out of a small grove on the other side.
"There's something strange about Moggenheim's left eye." Canaan whispered into Angor's ear, "It was staring at me, so I went to take a look. Then it asked me why it's so dark. I didn't tell it, but it seemed to know everything. It asked me if Rasudran was under lockdown."
"It's been asking you about something?"
Canaan nodded. "Something doesn't feel right. It's completely different from Moggenheim's consciousness. Like Mister Nightclub said, it's being possessed by another creature."
Angor looked at Moggenheim in the distance.
Coincidentally, Moggenheim's left eye was also looking at them.
Its black pupils turned into a black mist, and a few characters appeared in its pupils one by one.
It was the language of demons. Angor couldn't understand what it meant.
"Did, it, come, or not?" Canaan read out the words one by one. After he finished reading them, he was completely confused. "Who's coming? Who's it talking about? "
Angor shook his head. He didn't know what was wrong with the eye either. "Forget it. Just ignore it. It's dangerous to get close to a powerful demon that's being possessed by another creature."
Just then, Prapa's voice came from the path in the woods.
Prapa brought a message from Night. "The tavern owner said that dawn is coming soon."
"That's it? I told you to ask if there's a way to leave this place? "Angor frowned.
"That's all. I asked, but the owner didn't tell me anything."
Angor pondered. If that was the case, Nightclub owner must have his or her reasons.
— — The moment of dawn would soon arrive.
Dawn meant the first ray of light that pierced through the darkness. The arrival of dawn meant that light was coming soon.
So Nightclub owner meant that the light source of the Void Colossus would soon be illuminated?
But Angor still didn't feel relieved. The "very soon" that Night said was a general concept. Ten minutes and ten days were both "soon" for a demon. Who knew if Night was referring to the former or the latter?
Angor considered and asked Prapa, "Can you do me another favor?"
…
Angor returned to the roof and looked at the figure sleeping on the tree trunk. "Mister Fafnir, is there a demon in Rasudran that can deal with the curse of misfortune?"
Fafnir opened his eyes. "There are demons who are good at curses. But it's hard to say if we can find one here."
Angor sighed and prayed that Prapa could find a demon that could do something about the curse of misfortune.
Earlier, he summoned Prapa so that he could ask Prapa for help.
As long as Prapa could find a demon that could temporarily block the curse, Angor's current problem would be solved.
As he looked forward to Prapa's success, something strange happened in Rasudran again. Streaks of fiery runes appeared in the darkness of the night.
It was as if an invisible flame was burning the night sky.
Once again, the sky above Rasudran was filled with demons trying to find the source of the strange phenomenon. However, they were like headless flies, flying here and there in the sky. In the end, they still could not find the source of the phenomenon.
On the other side, Angor stared at the "burning darkness" in shock.
The strange phenomenon was very similar to the "Night" painting he saw in the Hall of Prey. It was as if the world in the painting overlapped with the real world.
"What's going on?" Angor glanced at the Hall of Prey. "Did the flame in the painting completely cover the night sky? Is Nightclub owner going to remove the shackles tonight and take the final step? "
At the same time, in a corner of Rasudran, in a palace burning with ghostly fire, a fireball and a red-robed Fire-servant Demon stood respectfully in front of an ice-blue ghostly fire.
That icy blue flame was slowly expanding, and in the end, it became a full two to three meters tall.
When the flames of the Netherflame gradually turned green, a black shadow suddenly appeared in the center of the Netherflame.
Crack!
A pair of shiny silver boots stepped out of the flame and landed on the smooth ground with a crisp sound. Very quickly, the owner of this pair of boots also walked out of the flames.
When the boots fully revealed themselves, the blue flame behind them slowly disappeared and turned into a beam of blue light that fell into the eyes of the newcomer.
"Lady Olucia." As the newcomer stood still, the flame ball and the Fire-servant Demon lowered their heads at the same time.
The figure called Olucia was still covered in flames, so they couldn't see her face clearly.
Olucia nodded but didn't answer them right away. Instead, she headed to the side door of the palace. When Olucia pushed open the side door, she immediately saw the pitch-black night outside … and the blazing flames in the sky.
After staring blankly for a while, Olucia's lips curled up slightly.
"The Primordial Flame has finally appeared."
The Flame Servant behind Olucia said respectfully, "Lady Olucia, the Primordial Flame was born in the body of a Hall Master. Should we go now?"
Olucia looked at the flickering flame in the sky and said indifferently, "There's no rush. It's not time yet. Right now, the Primordial Flame is still in the nurturing stage. Let's wait for a while. "
Since Olucia said so, they naturally had no objections.
After a long time, Olucia turned to look at the fireball behind the Flame Servant. "Gregory, you don't look happy?"
The fireball was the young Flame Demon Gregory. He turned his head and mumbled, "No."
Olucia looked at the awkward Gregory and smiled. "Since there's still some time before the Primordial Flame is born, I'll go take a look at the shop you mentioned."
Gregory instantly turned his head, his dim eyes widening. "Really?"
Olucia nodded.
Gregory immediately laughed, and the flame that was originally listless began to swell at this moment.
Flame Servant Tanding said worriedly, "Lady Olucia, you came alone this time. It's best if we don't cause any trouble …"
"Don't worry," Olucia said, "I'm just curious why the emissaries of Fafnir and Oderklas would open a shop in Lasudran."
As she spoke, a frosty white dragon scale appeared in front of Olucia. Olucia looked at the dragon scale and said softly, "Plus, I owe Pina Jonas a favor. I also want to know how Pina Jonas is doing right now. "
Then, Olucia reached out and grabbed the dragon scale back into her palm.
"Let's go. I want to see what kind of magic that shop has that Gregory can't forget."
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