He now understood what Froste was trying to tell Isabelle.
"The door will disappear, but the door won't," Angor said.
"The door? You mean the only door that isn't paired? "Isabelle looked at Angor in confusion." Why? "
"The other doors are just anomalies. They'll disappear one day. As for the door, I don't think so, "Angor explained.
"If it's not a phenomenon, what could it be?"
Angor didn't answer right away. He considered for a moment and said, "I have some questions about the door myself. I'll tell you when I figure it out. "
Isabelle gave Angor a thoughtful look and nodded. "Alright then."
Before leaving, Isabelle said something to Angor, "I still have something to discuss with you, but now's not the time. I'll come to you next time. "
Angor nodded. Isabelle already told him that she wanted to talk to Angor about something. Angor didn't expect something like this to happen before he finished his conversation with Froste.
When Isabella left, he noticed that Kimberly and Isabella were also leaving from the ghost ship outside the dome.
Before leaving, Kimberly mouthed a "congratulations" at Angor.
Isabella remained expressionless and walked away with her head lowered.
As the witches left, the Sky Ghost Ship slowly sailed into the distance. When the ghost ship was about to leave, a small dot of light fell from the ship and turned into a piece of paper, which fell into Angor's hands.
He opened it and saw a congratulatory letter, which seemed to be congratulating him on his breakthrough. The letter also wished that Angor could visit Silent Hill when he had time.
"Ivan" was written at the bottom of the letter.
"Wizard Ivan, an old wizard from Silent Hill. He's the captain of the ghost ship." Sunders paused a little before continuing, "He's an academism wizard, and he's quite popular with people. Now that you're a wizard, you'll need some connections. He's a good man. You can choose whether to go or not. "
"I'll think about it." Angor put away the letter and looked at the ghost ship in the sky.
It was an instinctive action, but he soon saw Falca standing on the wooden railing at the stern of the ship, looking at him from afar.
Angor nodded at Falca in greeting.
Falca, on the other hand, twisted his legs and almost fell off the edge of the boat.
Feeling a little embarrassed, Falca lowered his head and quickly disappeared.
"Let's go back. You have a lot of things to deal with after your breakthrough," Sunders said. Angor didn't just need to deal with his own problems. He also needed to deal with the aftermath of his breakthrough.
Angor nodded. "Sure. But before that, I want to take a look at that door in the sky."
Sunders gave Angor a meaningful look and nodded. He sensed that Angor knew something about the door that could not be opened and did not form a pair.
Speaking of which, Sunders was curious as well. What was the purpose of the door?
When he was about to tear open a fissure leading to the void, a white light suddenly appeared above his head.
Along with the light, he heard a loud noise coming from afar.
He looked up and saw that the moon in the night sky was covered by a giant eye.
The previous white light was shot out from the scarlet pupil of this huge eye, and its target was the ghost ship that was sailing in the sky.
"Cirsibiles?" Angor looked at the giant eye in surprise.
He saw Cirsibiles' soul in Corpse Forest, but he didn't expect to see Cirsibiles' true form here.
Angor knew that Cirsibiles was a creature from Midworld. But why would it attack the ghost ship in the sky?
As he wondered, the ghost ship in the sky was already in a mess.
The ghost ship was a powerful vessel that combined defense, attack, and maneuverability. Although Cirsebiles was very powerful, he didn't use his main body. He couldn't shake the ghost ship in the sky with just one eye.
However, the unfortunate thing was that when Cirsebiles launched his attack, the Sky Specter Ship happened to be defenseless.
Because of Angor's spell creation, the world's consciousness came and suppressed the apprentices on the ship. In order to prevent the apprentices from being seriously injured and damaging their foundation, Wizard Ivan opened the defensive barrier on the ghost ship.
When Angor finished his spell creation, Wizard Ivan removed the barrier to save energy.
The barrier would go into a temporary state after being deactivated, and it would take some time before it could be reactivated. Since the ghost ship was defenseless during this period, Wizard Ivan didn't think they would be attacked during this period. However, reality slapped him hard in the face.
Cirsebiras appeared out of nowhere and attacked the Specter Ship.
With a loud explosion, a huge hole appeared on the deck of the ghost ship.
Screams and cries of agony came from the ship. Wizard Ivan looked back and saw the deck covered in crimson blood. The apprentices who stayed on the deck were more or less affected by the explosion.
At a glance, he couldn't tell if there were any casualties or injuries.
However, judging from the drop of blood, the situation was not good.
"Why now?!" Wizard Ivan's expression turned grim. The barrier was still in its preparation phase, and it would take at least one minute to reactivate it.
A minute might seem short, but for a magical creature of Cirseberas' level, it was enough to cause near-destructive damage to the Specter Ship in the sky in an instant.
At present, the only way was to increase the speed of the Specter Ship to the maximum and stall for as much time as possible so that the defensive shield could be reactivated. Only then would they be able to escape.
With that in mind, Wizard Ivan quickly called out, "Falca, go to the helm and fly at full speed toward Miye!"
Falca was at a loss for what to do with the sudden turn of events. When he heard Ivan's shout, he immediately rushed to the main control room.
At the same time, a ray of white light was released from Cirsibiles's crimson eyes, aiming straight at the ghost ship.
Falca's voice came from the main control room, "Not good, we can't increase the speed. It seems that Cirsibiles' attack has affected some of the machinery's operations!"
As the saying goes, when it rains, it pours. This was probably the situation now.
Ivan cursed, flew into the air, and quickly rubbed the ring on his index finger. A huge light shield instantly enveloped the entire ghost ship.
Boom!
The ray of white light collided with the barrier. After a loud noise, the ray disappeared, but cracks appeared on the barrier.
This was only a mid-grade defensive alchemy item. If it covered only one person, it could block many attacks. However, Ivan had to protect the entire ghost ship. At most, it would take one more attack for the barrier to break.
Just as Ivan was thinking this, the second ray of light hit the barrier.
Not only did the barrier break, but the huge recoil also made the ghost ship tremble. Several apprentices were shaken off.
The apprentices who were already injured got even worse.
Even Falca, who was in the main control room, spat out a mouthful of blood from the impact.
Falca stood up in a daze. He looked out from the main control room and saw Cirsibiles's giant eyes gathering white light again.
Ivan's voice came just in time. "Maybe we should prepare to abandon ship."
Falca's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that the Sky Specter was going to fall today?
Just as the apprentices were in despair, the white light in Cirsibiles's eyes slowly dissipated.
Cirsibiles's personality seemed to have changed. The hostility in its crimson eyes gradually disappeared. At the same time, it slowly turned around and floated towards the depths of the night.
In the blink of an eye, the giant figure was gone.
Falca was taken aback by the abrupt end of the conversation.
What happened? Why did Cirsibiles leave just like that?
All of the acolytes had the same question in their minds at this moment.
While they were still confused, Ivan suddenly looked in a direction and said, "Thank you … Wizard Padt for your help."
Wizard Padt? Falca hesitated for a moment and followed Ivan's gaze. He saw a tall figure standing in the place where Cirsebiles had been standing.
The figure was surrounded by rings of illusions that looked like steam.
Falca's eyes flickered with complicated emotions. This so-called "Wizard Padt" was none other than …
Angor.
It was said that Cirsibiles's resistance to illusions was much lower than other elements. Angor was an Illusionist. Perhaps he used illusions to confuse Cirsibiles, which caused it to leave?
While Falca was still pondering, Wizard Ivan and Angor had already started talking in the air.
Falca didn't know what they were talking about.
However, seeing Angor and Wizard Ivan talking so fluently, and Wizard Ivan's joyful expression, Falca's "resentment" toward Angor slowly faded away.
Before this, Falca was still in a daze about Angor's breakthrough.
It was only at this moment that he finally had a clear understanding.
Cirsibiles might not be immune to illusions, but it wasn't something an apprentice could do. Angor didn't seem to care about it at all. This only meant one thing: he was much stronger than before.
Reality was always cruel.
When there was a huge gap in strength between two people, no matter how unsatisfied one was, it would be crushed by reality.
The pride in Falca's heart was completely crushed at this moment.
He didn't know whether this was good or bad for him.
But at least for now, Falca felt terrible.
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