Angor's first attempt ended in failure.
And it didn't take long for him to fail.
It had nothing to do with his crafting. It was purely his own fault. He made a mistake in controlling his strength, which caused him to break a piece of Fire Relaying Stone he was about to refine.
It was only a small crack, and he could easily replace it with a new one. But he still chose to stop the fire and abandon the materials he had already used.
He was so decisive because he didn't want to regret it later.
Controlling one's strength was never the most important thing for alchemists. However, it was just like breathing air for humans. It was a basic instinct. It might not seem important, but it was already ingrained in one's bones and was indispensable.
So Angor decided to stop.
Luckily, he noticed it early and didn't use too many materials. He still had room to do whatever he wanted.
He didn't start crafting again. Instead, he began to focus on strength training so that he could control his improved physical strength as soon as possible.
Very quickly, two days passed. After two days of training, Angor was able to control the strength of his hands more or less. Now, he finally realized how much his body strength had improved.
Compared to his old self, he couldn't measure his strength at all. Before, his spirit power was stronger than his physical strength, but now, his physical strength was far stronger than his spirit power.
In terms of energy level, Angor estimated that he could at least reach the standard of a Bloodline Wizard.
However, he only reached the standard of strength. As for techniques … Angor knew nothing about them. When he thought about his fight with Zafarah, he was really reckless. It was only because Zafarah was unprepared that Angor was able to attack him at close range. Otherwise, Angor wouldn't have been able to defeat Zafarah.
Techniques could be learned, but physical strength was not.
Being able to reach such a standard meant that Angor already had a higher starting point compared to other apprentices. Most non-bloodline wizards had to reach at least level-2 or truth-finder in order to achieve the same level of physique as Angor.
Angor was still an apprentice, which meant he still had a lot of room for growth and breakthroughs.
Angor wrote down some additional information about himself on the page about "projected bloodline" in his notebook. Then, he looked at the materials on the side again.
He had already been delayed for two days, and he did not want to continue wasting time here.
After making sure he was correct, Angor began crafting the item right away.
As the flames soared into the sky, the refinement of the Fire Relaying Stone officially began.
The refinement this time was obviously much smoother than the last time. It was as smooth as flowing water, without any mistakes. However, three hours after he started, he suddenly felt Sunders' blood heating up in his pocket.
The curse-filled Blizzard Valley was right in front of Sunders' eyes.
He did not barge in rashly. Even if he did, based on Oderklass's personality, he would probably ignore him. However, it was not easy to get rid of the curse.
He decided to use his blood to contact Angor first.
When Fafnir was with Angor, it was very difficult to use blood as a medium to contact Angor. Fafnir thought it would be the same this time. But who would have thought that the blood essence connection would be so smooth?
However, he did not get any response from Angor even though he tried several times.
"Did something happen to Angor? Or maybe his blood is not with Angor, but was taken away by someone else? "While Sunders was imagining all kinds of possibilities, he finally received a reply from the blood essence.
"I'm doing alchemy. Talk to you later, professor."
Sunders was speechless. Talk to you later?! What the hell is that? What kind of word is that?!
The voice sounded hurried, but Angor's voice was very recognizable. Sunders could tell that it was Angor.
His choice of words was strange, but the meaning was clear.
He was doing alchemy, and he could not be disturbed.
The reason sounded reasonable, but … Sunders was not happy about it! He was worried about Angor, so he came here as soon as possible. But this guy only said "talk to you later"!
Sunders rubbed his temples and tried to calm himself down. What could he do? He could not just barge in.
Not only would he be cursed, but Angor was also doing alchemy. He would be the one suffering.
Sunders believed that one day, he would die of anger because of his students. Especially Angor, who he thought was the least troublesome, but in fact, was the most troublesome one.
After a while, Sunders sighed in relief. "Fine. At least he's safe for now."
…
Angor didn't know about Sunders' worries. After confirming that Sunders was nearby, Angor's uneasiness was completely gone.
He focused more on his alchemy.
This time, the crafting process took three days. Nothing went wrong along the way, and Angor was about to produce the final product.
During the process, Angor sensed the terrifying energy contained in the Fire Relayer Stone. Now he understood why the Fire Relayer Stone was called a "legendary treasure" in the Abyss Plane, and why it was so famous even in the wizarding world.
Judging from the ripples generated by the half-finished Fire Relayer Stone, Angor was sure that it contained the most energy among all his alchemy items.
Now that the final product was about to be produced, Angor began to feel anxious.
He wondered how powerful the final alchemy omen would be. Angor began to worry that he might not be able to get through the anomaly space.
Something strange was already happening in the outside world.
Clouds gathered in the sky. Occasionally, some sparks would appear in the wind and snow of Ice Valley.
It was only a small spark, but in the Ice Valley, which had been frozen for tens of thousands of years, it was almost impossible to see such a large area of fire elements unless Oderklas did something.
At the same time, Oderklas, who was standing in front of Pina Jongsi's painting, slowly turned around and looked outside.
A rare trace of surprise appeared on his face that had never changed in ten thousand years.
He had always doubted whether Angor could make a Fire Relayer Stone. Oderklas was well aware of how precious the Fire Relaying Stone was. This kind of pure fire energy was the pursuit of all fire creatures in the Abyss. Even the Fire Monarch, who had broken through that step, could use the Fire Relaying Stone as energy reserves if he obtained it.
That was how valuable the Fire Relayer Stone was.
The deal Oderklas gave Angor was not fair at all, and Oderklas did not believe Angor could complete it. Oderklas only had a tiny bit of hope in his mind. What if a miracle happened?
But it seemed Angor really did it.
A rare look of joy appeared in Oderklass's eyes. Because of Pina Jonas' situation, Oderklass was unwilling to leave Ice Valley. However, if he stayed in Ice Valley, he would be injured by the cold. After so many years, his strength had been greatly reduced. It was not that Oderklas did not want to improve himself. It was just that the outside world did not allow him to do so. But if he could get the Fire Relayer Stone, he would not only regain his strength, but he would also not have to worry about losing his strength again even if he stayed in Ice Valley.
Maybe he could even improve himself further!
With this thought in mind, Oderklas's frozen heart slowly began to heat up.
Oderklas looked outside for a long time and then turned to look at the painting on the wall. For a moment, he felt as if he saw the scene when he first drew the painting.
The human named "Feng" taught him how to draw, stroke by stroke.
But no matter how hard he tried, he could not draw Pina Jongsi more vividly.
When Oderklas was about to give up, Feng suddenly said, "I can teach you a way to express your emotions, your longing, your love, and your nostalgia. You can even store her soul in the painting."
Feng's words were enough to keep Oderklas in suspense. He then changed the topic, "But I need you to promise me one thing.
As long as the humans do not provoke you, you must not kill them. "
Because of this promise, Oderklas did not harm humans for many years. It was also why he met Angor hundreds of years later.
"So, this is the cycle of gain and loss you talked about?" Oderklas looked at the painting again. For the first time in many years, there was a hint of warmth in his cold eyes.
…
When the finished product appeared in the world, a red light flashed.
The red light shone brightly, and the wind and snow outside whistled. In a short period of time, the wind and snow turned into flying flames.
Both Oderklas and Bobota knew that Angor had succeeded. This legendary treasure had appeared in this world!
Oderklas even appeared outside Angor's door. He did not knock. Instead, he waited patiently while bathing in the wind.
Meanwhile, Angor was still inside the room with a puzzled look.
The alchemy omen he had been waiting for did appear outside, but it was not as grand as he expected. It was not even as grand as the "Rebirth" he created for Prome.
Angor also experienced the so-called "Anomaly Space".
It was just a test of the will of the sea of fire. He had to cross a section of the sea of fire and reach the mountain on the other side. The sea of fire was not completely burning. There were many empty places. Even a normal person who was not afraid of the heat and had a strong will could pass through. Angor was even more so.
When Angor reached the mountain, he thought he would encounter the same thing as when he created the "Crimson Night Shelter". There was a more difficult test waiting for him. But … the Anomaly Space disappeared just like that.
He stared at the glowing stone in his hand and was completely dumbfounded.
"That's it?"
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