Now, Angor finally understood how terrifying the energy was.
His body crumbled again and again. Every time he thought he would never be saved again, but the energy still pulled him back from the abyss of death.
He lost count of how many times this happened.
He was both surprised by the power of the new drop of blood and the energy contained inside his body.
It was as if two giants who were countless times stronger than him were fighting against each other inside his body.
After it collapsed, it would immediately repair itself. This cycle repeated many times.
Every time, Angor felt like he was being tortured by something Jon once told him — death by a thousand cuts.
Time after time, he cut off his own flesh.
After that, he felt the itchiness caused by the energy. After it was repaired, he continued with the dismemberment.
The excruciating pain made him feel like he would rather die. However, every time he thought about it, he would think of many people who had died in his mind.
Jon, Leon, Sunders, Toby, Nausica … There were so many of them, including "Shadow" Diablo, who was his enemy in the beginning. Viking, who lost all four of his limbs when the purification garden was first opened. Vice Captain Helen, who went with Swan to Summerdew Ridge …
Angor might have known these people for a long time, or maybe he only met them once.
The world was vast, and the universe was full of mysteries. Everyone was alive … Angor was fascinated by these things. He did not want to end his life so quickly.
Besides, he still had a lot of unfinished business.
Jon's body had not recovered yet. He had not fulfilled his promise to Mara. There were so many things he wanted to do. How could he just give up like this?
With these thoughts in mind, Angor went through the pain again and again.
On the ninth or tenth time, the pain of collapsing and recovering slowly lessened. At the same time, the powerful energy he felt before was also decreasing at an obvious speed.
Now, he finally found something useful.
The collapse of his body was caused by an imbalance of energy inside. The gentle energy from outside not only fixed the imbalance, but also merged some of the energy's characteristics into Angor's body.
It was a transformation of the nature of energy.
Since he was learning Singularity Dispersive Meditation, his mana was already purer than ordinary meditation methods. Now, his mana was even purer than before, and it even contained the strange properties of the foreign energy.
The change in his energy was already great, but the biggest change was still in his physical body. The continuous collapse and reconstruction were like the repeated tempering in alchemy, which removed all the impurities and hidden injuries inside his body.
It was not only the reconstruction but also the enhancement of his bloodline.
He couldn't even begin to imagine how strong his body would become if he was lucky enough to survive the ordeal.
When his body collapsed again, Angor was already numb to the pain. He quietly waited for the energy to recover.
This time, Angor could clearly feel that the energy from outside had run out.
This was probably the last time..
. and there was only a tiny drop of blood left. If nothing went wrong, this would be the last time.
As expected, when the blood completely merged with Angor's body, the foreign energy also disappeared. The two giants returned their swords to their scabbards.
It was only a drop of blood on one side, while the other side contained a terrifying amount of energy. The two sides canceled each other out, but in essence, the projected bloodline was still superior.
When the blood disappeared, Angor finally knew where the projection came from.
His right eye.
Apart from this, Angor had experienced two other bloodline projections, both of which brought him great changes. The first one was his right palm in the Nightmare Realm Witch Town. The second one was his right forearm outside the dream wasteland.
Both of them were on his right hand, so they could be classified as the same type. According to the properties of the green tattoos, his left hand could release nightmare aura on its own.
This time, the location of his left eye changed. Furthermore, the fusion process was extremely difficult. If not for the external energy, he would have probably died countless times.
Angor wondered what would happen to his right eye this time.
Angor opened his eyes.
As soon as he opened them, a green light flashed in his right eye.
His vision went blank for a second as countless tiny green tattoos were imprinted in his mind. Some of them were already on his right hand, while others were new.
He could understand the meaning of the new patterns on the surface, but he did not know the deeper structure of the runes.
The so-called surface meaning was the most basic effect of the tattoos.
For example, there was a tattoo that looked like a sixteenth note on his right hand. Its surface meaning was "release", which allowed him to continuously release nightmare aura. But if he continued to study it, he would find that there was a deeper structure to the tattoo. Apart from "release", there were also "passage" and "door".
He could only understand the outermost meaning of these new green patterns. It would take him a lot of time to study the deeper meaning.
"It seems that these green lines are the effect of my right eye?"
Angor was about to check the new tattoos when another piece of information popped up in his mind.
This time, it wasn't about the tattoos. It was a long piece of memory.
It wasn't Angor's memory. It was … that person's memory. The memories of Angor coming from the Nightmare Realm, fighting Lord Flameless, leaving Angor's body, and killing the Demon God's True Spirit with a single strike flooded into his mind.
Angor stared at the memories in his mind in bewilderment.
He once saw how that person repelled the terrifying beasts outside the dream wasteland. Angor already knew how strong that person was. But now, he realized that this person was not only strong, but also infinitely strong. It was beyond Angor's imagination.
Angor still had no idea who that person was. He could only assume that it was "Shava", a projection of himself in the Nightmare Realm.
Angor did not know who that person was, but he did know that it was not his real body that came from the Nightmare Realm. It was just a clone.
A mere clone was able to destroy a Demon God's soul. Angor could not even begin to imagine how strong this person was.
Perhaps … this person had reached a certain level that could not be seen or heard?
After going through the memories, Angor finally understood what happened.
Back then, Bobota kept persuading him to use his "Summon". However, Angor didn't want to be controlled by a Demon God. But if he didn't do that, how was he going to face Lord Flameless?
Angor thought about how he "flipped the table" back at Midnight Sovereign.
This was the Abyss Plane anyway. Even if the Nightmare Queen came, she wouldn't destroy the wizarding world.
He wanted to repeat what happened last time. If he could flip the table, he might have a chance to survive.
However, the incident at Midnight Sovereign and the Nightmare Domain had been a coincidence. That was the perfect timing for the Nightmare Domain.
It wasn't easy for Angor to do that again.
Also, judging from the Nightmare Queen's attitude, she didn't seem to be friendly to him. Even if he flipped the table, he wouldn't be able to escape death.
What should he do if he couldn't use this trick?
Then he remembered what happened back at Windwhisper Valley.
Back at Windwhisper Valley, Fafnir was very worried about the green "vine" behind Angor. Angor also felt that if he allowed the vine to grow, it would eventually become a "door" that would allow that person to travel through time and space to come here.
Angor knew who was behind the door.
Back then, Angor restrained the growth of his green tattoos because he didn't know what would happen. Also, Sunders reminded him more than once to be careful of Shava.
Shava wouldn't do such a thing for no reason. She would definitely ask for something in return.
This time, Angor didn't hold back. Thus, a series of subsequent events occurred.
Angor was already unconscious when Shava fought against Lord Flameless, but the memories told him what happened back then.
Angor remained silent for a long time. He was shocked by "Shava's" power, but at the same time, he also felt a sense of fear.
He slowly reached out a hand and covered his right eye.
His right hand changed, and so did his right eye.
Perhaps one day, his entire body would no longer belong to him. Instead, it would belong to someone else. When that happened, would Angor's consciousness disappear as well?
He remained silent for a long time until he heard Gregory's slightly probing voice, which brought him back to reality.
"Shopkeeper, you …" Gregory wanted to ask if the shopkeeper knew what was going on, but he didn't.
But when Angor looked at him, Gregory's eyes showed a hint of fear.
Those cold eyes were exactly the same as that person's! In fact, the chilling pressure was exactly the same as the one before!
Could it be that the golden-haired figure did not disappear, but instead entered the shopkeeper's body and replaced him?
Angor stood up while Gregory was still trying to figure out what was going on.
He could feel that his physical body had become incomparably powerful, to the point where he was unable to control it.
He could also feel the changes in his right eye.
Because when he looked at Gregory, Gregory was so scared that his cheeks turned pale. He lowered his head and shivered.
However, Angor didn't care about that right now.
There was something else he needed to do.
Almost all of the memories that the person had left him were memories. The only thing that had a subjective opinion was this matter.
With that in mind, Angor turned around and looked at the tree that was swaying in the wind.
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