Dark Castle, underground laboratory.
When Angor opened his eyes, he saw the pure white floor of the laboratory, which was a bit dazzling under the light from above.
He reached out his hand and clenched his fist.
When he clenched his fist, he was certain that his consciousness had returned to his physical body from the illusory cage.
He turned around and saw the "door" slowly disappearing into thin air.
As his consciousness returned, the "door" that connected the two sides would disappear as well.
Angor checked the model of the door on his spell slot and noticed that the special energy covering it had shrunk to a tiny point.
Just as he had speculated before, if he wanted to enter that strange passage again, he would have to wait for the special energy to spread out again.
About half an hour later, Angor noticed that the energy was spreading very slowly. If he could maintain this speed, it would take at least half a year for the energy to reach its full capacity. If something unexpected happened, it would take even longer.
Angor sighed when he was sure that he couldn't open the door any time soon.
If he needed at least half a year to open the door again, he couldn't help Alex even if he wanted to.
Half a year was a short time for wizards, but it was enough time for a lot of things to change.
Meanwhile, Alex's situation had reached a point where he couldn't afford to waste any more time. Not to mention waiting for half a year, it would probably take half a month or even half a day for the dust to settle.
Since he couldn't go back, he could only depend on Alex to see how the "big show" in the Confinement would end.
At least he could lighten Alex's burden before he returned.
A few minutes ago, when Alex was surrounded by more than 20 undead creatures, Angor once again used an illusion spell to trap them in the small garden.
This time, he was going to use all the illusions he had at his disposal to confuse so many undead creatures at once.
As he poured out all of his illusory energy, the energy that was maintaining the illusory body began to falter.
His body became more and more illusory.
Without the illusion energy, his consciousness core had lost its carrier. Angor could clearly feel the "door" pulling him back. It was as if the door was urging him to go back.
He had no choice but to leave halfway. Under Alex's shocked gaze, Angor said, "I told you, I'm just a passerby who got off at the wrong station. I didn't expect to encounter such an interesting thing at this station … If you can leave this cage one day, maybe we'll meet again. "
With that, he followed the door and bid farewell to this short and magical journey.
Angor's return came as a surprise to everyone. Therefore, he was actually a little regretful that he couldn't see the Necromancer's space-time with his own eyes and witness the end of this great drama.
However, his departure was inevitable.
As soon as Father Balenlang revealed the secret of the Confinement, he knew that it would be very difficult to locate this place.
Even Bollenlang could only vaguely describe what was beyond the Confinement. "Beyond the Confinement is an even bigger Confinement. Apart from the high and mighty gods, no one can escape from it."
It was obvious that no one knew the location of this place.
In this case, Angor no longer had any reason to stay in Ghost Town. The only thing that kept him going was that he wanted to see what would happen in the end.
It seemed that there was no other way.
Even if the door could be reopened, Angor wasn't sure if he could find the way to the Confinement.
In the end, the future of Ghost Town, Father Balenlang's wish, and everyone else's fate depended on Alex alone.
Angor believed that once he left, Alex's mind would quickly adjust.
The next step was to go to the Necromancer's Dimension and kill Tessa while the undead was still under the illusion.
To enter the Necromancer's Dimension, one must use an item from the Necromancer's Dimension as a medium. Since Alex had the dagger, it wasn't impossible for him to go to the Necromancer's Dimension.
However, whether or not he could find Tessa, and whether or not he could kill the dead Tessa was a question mark.
…
Angor took out his notebook and began to write down everything he learned about the model of the door. From the extraction of his consciousness core, to his speculation about the strange tunnel, and the light spot that carried him forward … Angor made a detailed note of everything.
At the same time, he listed a lot of questions about each of the steps.
Some of these questions could be answered with the information he already had. For example, he already had a rough idea about the origin of the illusions. When he was constructing the model of the door, he was affected by his own attribute, which caused the illusions to appear.
If his talent wasn't Elementalist but Occult Illusionist, it might not be an illusion. Instead, it might be Flame Body, Wind Body, or Water Body.
These were some of the questions he could figure out. However, there were some that he couldn't find the answer to yet.
For example, the nature of the special energy, and the final destination of the strange tunnel. These questions would have to wait until the "door" was reopened.
After spending an entire day, Angor finally sorted out all the known information and unanswered questions.
Finally, he looked at the title of the notebook.
[Test Record of Door Model]
Angor considered for a moment. Then, a faint light flashed on his fingertip, and he slowly moved it across the title. The words in the title immediately changed.
The characters of the 'door model' began to slowly disintegrate. The black strokes recombined, and finally, new words appeared — —
[Test Record of Door of Illusion]
Before this, Angor didn't know what effect the model of the door would have after activating the special energy. For this reason, he didn't name the first spell in his spell slot. He only called it "Model of Door".
After the short journey, Angor still had many questions, but he already had a general idea of how the door worked.
It was an ability that allowed him to travel through time and space using his illusion body.
Since he hadn't seen the end of the strange tunnel yet, he didn't know how to use it. However, based on the existing information, it was already possible to give it a simple name.
"Space" meant traveling through time and space. "Illusion" meant creating an illusion body.
"Door of Illusion" was the name of a spell that was based on its appearance. If he could find the end of the strange tunnel in the future and figure out the real function of the door, he could change the name to "meaning" if it wasn't too troublesome.
After confirming the name of the Gate of Illusion, Angor stood up and stretched himself.
Calculating the time, it had been eight days since he had entered the experimental site. He wondered if Hua Que Que had finished researching the Soft Morphing Worm.
A moment later, Angor reached his spirit feelers out of his bracelet.
The Soft Morphing Worms had yet to come out, but according to Hua Qiao, they were not far from success. This was because the Queen Worm had already entered the state of laying eggs, and it was very likely that the eggs this time would be the Soft Morphing Worms.
According to his estimation, it would take at least two days for the eggs to hatch, even if they were Soft Morphing Larvae.
Angor didn't plan to stay idle for the next two days.
Since there was no one to disturb him, Angor took out a series of magic materials such as Mithril, Antique Platinum, Spirit Diamond …
None of them were high-leveled, but it didn't matter. He just wanted to make something out of them on a whim.
A day later, as the fire subsided, a strange-looking box appeared in Angor's hand.
Angor didn't test the box right away. Instead, he reached his spirit feelers into his bracelet.
A moment later, Flower Sparrow and Bobota arrived at the test site together, together with the table that held the Soft Morph Nest.
They didn't know how to react to the sudden change.
Angor briefly explained where they were and looked at the nest. "Has the egg hatched yet?"
"Not yet. But I don't think it'll take long. One day at most." Bobota looked excited, but his face was pale. After staying up all night, he looked so weak that he could be blown away by a gust of wind.
Angor looked at Flower Sparrow, who nodded back at him.
"Big brother, I have a feeling that we're going to hatch a Soft Morph Worm this time!"
"I'll be looking forward to it."
"But since it's still in the process of hatching, you don't have to keep an eye on it. You've been working hard for days, so why don't you take a break? I have something to show you. "
Under their curious gazes, Angor took out the small box he made not long ago.
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