Angor finally understood that the so-called "death aura" was actually a kind of death aura marking.
Those who were marked by the aura of death would have all their senses affected. They would see some illusions, such as the agents of death. Furthermore, they would also be forced by the whispers of death to fall into endless madness. In the end, they would enter Moliere's entrance and arrive at Yuantan Continent under the guidance of the death aura.
Angor felt that it sounded too childish. However, what Wardell told him was exactly the same as what happened to Gucia.
If Wardell was telling the truth, Angor could only say that those marked by the death aura were the most unfortunate ones.
This was because it was just Golm's natural reaction.
Those who came into contact with Golm's death aura all ended up dead. And they would be devoured by Golm and their souls would vanish. If Krando was here, he would do it on behalf of Golm. At least their souls would remain.
"Why don't we stop Golm? Let it move somewhere else. That way, we can prevent people from dying." It was Gregory who spoke up. It wasn't because he sympathized with the humans. It was just that many demons would be affected by the Ancient Frozen Ruins too.
"Why should we? It's not necessary. " Wardell's tone was as calm as ever. But for some reason, everyone could feel the coldness in his voice.
They were thinking from the perspective of the victims, but they didn't consider Golm's strength and background. So what if it could do whatever it wanted?
Gregory bit his lips. "Could it be that no one can survive?"
Wardell said, "Speaking of which, someone really did escape from Grim's death aura."
"Who?"
"Let me think." Wardell considered for a moment. "It happened a hundred years ago. A man who called himself Pusio escaped from Golm's mouth."
Pusio? The others didn't know this name, but Angor happened to know who it was.
"Pusio, the Executioner of Sins!"
Angor explained in a low voice when Bobota and Gregory looked at him.
In fact, the Moon Frost Alliance had wanted to build the Ancient Frozen Ruins into a stronghold city a long time ago because demons and monsters wouldn't appear there. Although there were rumors of "humans disappearing from time to time," the Moon Frost Alliance didn't pay much attention to it.
Finally, until a hundred years ago, a talented truth-finder wizard known as "Sin City Walker" Pusio also disappeared from the Ancient Cold Ruins, which attracted the attention of the Frost Moon. Later, they discovered that over a thousand people had disappeared from this place over the past thousand years.
This made Moon Frost give up on building the Ancient Frozen Ruins into a stronghold city.
"Then, where did this human named Pusio go in the end?" Gregory asked curiously. According to Angor, Pusio had been missing for a hundred years, which meant he never returned to the southern wizarding region.
Wardell didn't answer. Instead, he raised his head and looked through the totem mask at the skeletal door in the sky.
"Pusio went to the other Phase Planes?" Gregory suddenly realized.
Wardell nodded. "He gave me something in exchange for a chance to go to another Phase Plane, and I agreed."
Angor didn't ask what Pusio gave him. However, when he thought about everything Wardell said along the way, he didn't think Wardell was lying.
Even if some of them were lies, Angor believed that at least half of them were true.
Angor felt a little uneasy about it.
"If that's the case, does that mean we can leave after Grim wakes up?" he asked tentatively.
"Yes." Wardell nodded.
"Then when will Golm wake up? Won't we get infected by the death aura? "
"Golm only wakes up for a short time, maybe only for a few seconds. But it wakes up quite frequently. Sometimes, it wakes up once every two or three days, and no later than half a month. " Wardell paused for a moment. "As for the death aura you're worried about, with Krando's gift, we won't get infected by it."
Angor looked at the feather in his hand and didn't say anything else. Bobota, who had been quiet all this time, suddenly asked, "What do we have to pay?"
Wardell had been too amiable along the way. Even if they had saved the continent and indirectly saved Wardell, as a powerful Ancient, Wardell's attitude made them feel that he was a little too friendly.
Especially when Wardell didn't care about the humans who were killed by Golm in the outside world. In comparison, the contrast was too great.
Wardell fell silent. In the silence, everyone could feel cold sweat trickling down their backs.
After a while, Wardell calmed down and said, "There's no need to pay. This is my reward for saving your life, Mister Savior."
When Gregory heard this, he immediately let out a sigh of relief. But Bobota and Angor weren't so optimistic.
"Golm is still asleep. Why don't you rest in the acropolis for a while?"
…
This was a circular stone room, and the carpet was laid in the middle of the room in the shape of a hexagram. A small, delicate table was placed in the center of the carpet, on which a silver candlestick was placed. The white candle inside the candlestick gave off a faint yellow light.
Gregory leaned against the table and looked at the "Eye of Light" in his hand.
Bobota was sitting a little further away. The candlelight just barely illuminated his silhouette, but it was not enough to make him out clearly.
Angor and Gregory sat opposite each other. They both closed their eyes and quietly sensed the changes in their bodies after fusing with the "Eye of Light".
This quiet scene lasted for about an hour.
Bobota suddenly broke the silence. "I think this Wardell guy has something else up his sleeve. It's strange that he let us go without asking for anything. "
"Let us go? Strange? Didn't he say that Mister Angor saved the continent? He's thanking you. "Gregory gave him a sidelong glance.
"Even if Mister Angor scattered his astral energy across the continent, and Wardell shared the good and bad of Yuantan Continent, that shouldn't be the reason why he called Mister Angor here. He could've just ignored us. But he didn't do that. Instead, he called Mister Angor to the Land of Darkness. He must be up to something, "Bobota said.
Gregory thought about it carefully and felt that it made sense. However, he wouldn't back down in front of Bobota. "Who said we'll be fine if we go this way? You even used some Good Luck Spell to decide. Why don't you trust your Good Luck Spell now? "
Bobota remained silent for a moment. "Luck Spell might be blocked too."
"Wardell is an Ancient. Why would he do that? If he really wanted to, he could kill us with a single finger. "
Bobota and Gregory were arguing with each other, and neither of them was willing to back down. Both of them had opposing views, but they both felt that the other side had a point.
This, in turn, made the matter even more difficult to grasp.
As for Wardell and his people, they had more questions to ask.
Angor stood up. "I'm going out for a bit. Keep arguing if you want, but don't fight."
The last sentence was a warning to Gregory.
Bobota did not linger either. He could not defeat Gregory right now, and Gregory wanted to kill him as much as possible. If Angor was here, he might be able to keep the situation under control. But without Angor, Gregory would be at a huge disadvantage. He didn't care about death, but he still wanted to see his sister before he died.
Bobota went to the other side of the stone room, which was his private room.
Angor pushed open the door and went outside.
When he stepped out of the door, he saw a platform with a railing. He walked to the railing and saw the entire Ancient Frost Citadel.
According to Wardell, this was the highest point of Ancient Frost Citadel, which used to be the residence of the clergy.
Under their feet was the Prayer Church, which was dozens of meters tall.
Wardell arranged for them to rest here so that no undead creatures would come to the church. Also, it was said that Grim was sleeping in the basement of the church.
Angor leaned against the railing and looked at Ancient Frost Citadel.
Ancient Frost Citadel wasn't the most exquisite city Angor had ever seen, but it was built entirely out of stone. There was no wood at all, which made it look grand and primitive. In Angor's opinion, only Cinder Rock could rival Ancient Frost Citadel in terms of grandeur. However, Cinder Rock was filled with the ingenuity of wizards. It was located in the clouds, which naturally enhanced its grandeur. Ancient Frost Citadel, on the other hand, was different. Ancient Frost Citadel was built by the natives of the Ancient Frost Era who used stone to its fullest potential, which made the city look both simple and exquisite. The number of buildings here was also the largest one Angor had ever seen, which gave the city a completely different feeling from Cinder Rock.
Angor couldn't help but admire the city.
However, Angor didn't really care about architecture. He looked at the phase gate floating in the sky.
Once upon a time, Pusio could go to another phase plane through a phase gate.
Then, could he make this deal?
Angor considered for a moment and shook his head.
It was still too early to think about going to another phase plane. There was no need to think too much about it.
Still, Angor believed that other wizards in the southern wizarding region would go crazy if they knew about this phase gate. The entrance to Yuantan Continent was located on the surface of the abyss, and Wardell was interested in a local who could make a deal with him. Both the location and the people would attract the attention of all wizards.
Someone suddenly showed up beside Angor while he was still thinking about this.
Angor turned around and saw Wardell wearing his totem mask.
"Your Excellency Savior, there are some things that I would like to discuss with you."
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