"You're not the last survivor of your race." "Yes."
Bobota heard Angor's words again and again. It took him a while to figure out what Angor meant.
"Are there any other Baiyuan survivors?" Bobota's lips trembled as he asked in an agitated tone.
"Did you know that Lady Maya, the Maestro of Stars, recently accepted a new student?" Angor asked.
Bobota considered for a moment. "Yes, I did. And Lady Maya took him to the Starliege Church for further study. His name is very unique, just like how my people usually give names. So I remember it. His name is Dodoro. "
Bobota suddenly realized something. "You mean Dodoro, the Baiyuan man?"
Angor only chuckled. Bobota believed that it was very likely to happen.
Lady Maya was a Prophet, so her student must have the gift of prophecy. Lady Maya even gave Dodoro a chance to study at the Starliege Church. Even White Bear, Maya's other student, didn't have such a chance.
Dodoro must have a great gift of prophecy.
Many wizards coveted the Progenitors because of their gift of prophecy.
Although the naming was not concrete proof, it was enough to convince Bobota of his theory.
"Mister Tree Spirit confirmed Dodoro's identity as a Progenitor. Moreover, he has already stepped onto the path of a Magus. One day, he will become an official Magus. At that time, I will give him the origin fire and let him light up the ancestral altar … So, don't think about sacrificing yourself. While you still have a few years left, think about what you will say when you see Hua Que Que. "
Angor's words brought Bobota back from his despair.
So he wasn't alone in this world.
There were other Progenitors living somewhere in the world.
Bobota suddenly laughed loudly. His laughter pierced through the curtain of rain and attracted Gravure's attention.
Angor looked at him quietly. Bobota looked like he was laughing, but under the cover of the rain, it looked more like he was crying.
Angor could understand the feeling of "I'm not alone". It was like a lonely star in the dark universe that found another star billions of light years away, which was also resonating with it.
Bobota laughed. Or rather, he cried for a long time.
Finally, his voice slowly faded away until it was completely gone.
After the initial excitement, Bobota sank into his own thoughts.
If Dodoro was really a Progenitor, then he didn't need to worry anymore. He already heard that Dodoro was Angor's student when he was in Brute Cavern.
He believed that Angor would give the Origin Flame to Dodoro.
However, other than joy, Bobota also felt an inexplicable sense of loss and sadness. He had used his life to search for an opportunity, but in the end, he was not the one who ignited the ancestral altar.
However, despite his disappointment, Bobota knew that this was probably the best choice he could make right now.
If he could live a little longer to see his sister, the Origin Flame Altar would no longer be a wasteland.
Bobota nodded at Angor. "Thank you."
Angor didn't deny Bobota's gratitude. He only muttered in his mind, "I'm doing this for myself."
…
The pressure from the abyss consciousness didn't last long.
Soon, the Will of the Abyss had taken up residence in the Void outside the continent, quietly waiting for the continent to slowly recover from its collapse.
At the same time, Gravure and Bobota were finally able to move.
As soon as Gravure could move, he glanced at Angor who was walking to the other side. With a grim look in his eyes, he quietly gathered his fire energy and rushed toward Bobota without hesitation.
He turned into a fireball in the air while accumulating more and more energy.
Even if he couldn't kill Bobota in one hit, Gravure still wanted to teach him a lesson.
When the attack was about to reach Bobota, sparks suddenly scattered.
Gravure was surprised when he saw a flash of green light in front of him. When he looked closer, he saw the shop owner, who was standing dozens of meters away, suddenly standing in front of him.
Gravure's full-powered attack was blocked by the shop owner's right hand.
The green runes on the shop owner's right hand were still flickering. All the fire energy dissipated in the green runes, revealing the shop owner's flawless arm.
At this moment, Gregory felt a cold gaze staring at him.
It raised its head and saw that the originally scattered hair on the shopkeeper's forehead was lifted by the wind. Those cold and indifferent eyes were staring at it with displeasure.
Gravure felt as if the gaze could see through his soul, and a chill ran up his spine.
Gravure's heart skipped a beat, and his hand went limp.
In the next second, Gravure was sent flying by a great force. After several seconds of weightlessness, he regained control of his body and landed ten meters away.
Gravure lowered his head and shivered. He didn't dare to look into the shop owner's eyes. That was why Gravure didn't notice the flash of surprise in Angor's eyes.
When Angor saw Gravure attacking Bobota, he didn't think about anything else and rushed forward to stop him.
When he had blocked Gregory's attack, he suddenly remembered that he had yet to break through the barrier and was still an apprentice. Gregory was a natural demon. Although he was an imp, he was a noble among the demons. Even though he was still in his infancy, his strength was at least at the level of an official Magus.
But he just took Gravure's attack head-on? And Angor didn't use any other power. He only used his body to block the attack.
Not only that, but his reaction speed was also faster than he expected. His reaction speed was at least twice as fast as before!
In other words, he could react faster when facing an enemy's attack.
And this was only the initial effect of Angor's strengthened body. He couldn't imagine how strong his body would become if he went through more systematic training in the future.
When he looked at Gravure's shivering shoulder, he narrowed his right eye. Just now, he sensed something strange in his right eye.
Was it his right eye that caused Gravure's fear? So it wasn't just his body. The change in his right eye was also mysterious.
Angor didn't think about it for now. He tucked his fringe back and covered his right eye.
"He can't die now," Angor said in a calm voice. He knew how much Greywood hated Bobota, but he couldn't allow Bobota's soul to fall into the hands of the Abyss Lord.
"Whatever it is, I don't want to deal with it now." Angor considered. "The anomaly on this continent must have been noticed by others. We need to leave as soon as possible. We'll deal with the rest later."
His words finally calmed Gregory down a little.
"I didn't mean to kill him. I just wanted to teach him a lesson." Gravure didn't dare to look up. "Alright, I understand."
Gravure took Angor's words as an order. However, it ignored the doubt in its heart from before. With the owner's strength, how could he withstand its attack?
Olucia noticed this as well. However, since it was sealed by the Origin Flame, it would consume its soul energy to transmit its voice. It wasn't a big deal anyway. Angor had plenty of secrets, so Olucia didn't want to remind Gravure. Besides, Olucia was also a little afraid of Angor.
Angor sighed in relief after receiving Gravure's promise. He didn't want to cause any more trouble.
Bobota slowly stood up as well. Compared to his hideous Alien form, he was now in human form. His eyes were no longer confused, and his mind was clear.
However, his organs were still twisted, and he didn't look as handsome as he used to be.
Since Bobota wasn't wearing anything, Angor tossed a black cloak to him. Bobota accepted it and put it on after thanking Angor.
With the cloak covering his body, he looked much more normal. Also, the Immaculate Rune on the cloak could dispel Bobota's foul smell.
Bobota put on the cloak and stood behind Angor.
"Why are you still holding that, Angor?" Bobota looked at Angor's hand through the cloak.
Angor was holding a delicate statue in his hand. It was the Scholar of Cruelty's subjugation.
Angor went to pick up the statue, which gave Gravure the chance to attack Bobota.
"It's a promise. I have to take it." Angor sighed and put the statue away. With the green runes on it, the Scholar of Cruelty couldn't sense him. "Let's not talk about unimportant stuff. The most important thing right now is to get out of here."
Once the abyss consciousness was removed, a large number of giants would show up, and they wouldn't be able to escape.
Angor looked at Bobota. "You brought us here. You should know where we are, right?"
Both Angor and Gravu were looking at Bobota.
Bobota smiled bitterly and shook his head. "I don't know. Back then, there were so many disasters in the void that I could only follow the coordinates given to me by the Deep Lord. I don't know much about this place. The reason I built the altar was not only to sacrifice Olucia, but also to get information from the Deep Lord."
Bobota wouldn't lie. He really didn't know anything about this place.
Now that he had no other clue, he had to look at Gravu.
Gravure was still angry about Bobota mentioning "sacrificing Orucia". When he noticed Angor's gaze, he realized something. "I'll ask Lady Orucia. She should know."
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