It was a tall tower surrounded by clouds, located at the very top of the mirror world.
Under the light, the gray walls faintly shimmered with a bluish color. As soon as Angor reached the entrance of the tower, he heard the sound of wings flapping.
Raising his head, he saw that a flock of white pigeons that had been resting quietly on one of the windowsills of the tall tower were all fluttering their wings.
The pigeons flew around the tower in a strange pattern.
Soon, one of the pigeons flew out from the flock and landed in front of Angor.
Angor reached out a hand and the pigeon landed on the back of his hand. At the same time, an extremely dense mana aura began to spread from the bird.
Angor stroked the bird's feathers and enjoyed the mana flow for several seconds. "It's not time to take you away yet. Go back."
With that, Angor released the bird and let it return to the flock.
When the bird joined the flock, Angor touched his rough face and sighed. "I heard that Apparitions don't recognize people by their looks, but by the smell of energy. So it's true."
Before entering the mirror world, Angor used Polymorph to change his face.
It was a middle-aged man in his thirties. His face looked like a mature version of Leon, and his eyebrows were very sharp. However, the temperament he displayed was not as heroic as Lyon's. He looked very lazy. His red hair was casually tied up, and the hair on his temples was blown messily by the wind. He wore a loose leather windbreaker, and there was still a layer of beard on his chin. He looked quite frivolous.
Greya thought that this look was a bit sloppy, so she strongly recommended several other looks for Angor. However, six of the ten she recommended were rotting monsters, two were non-mainstream characters from dark fairy tales, and two were normal. One was a sweet witch, while the other was a young noble who looked like Angor.
Definitely not a witch. As for the young noble … Angor didn't choose it either. He simply didn't want to.
When a person uses a certain image, they must do things that conform to that image. A young noble had to be careful about every detail of his speech and behavior. Even his clothes, from the roots of his hair to the belt around his waist to his shiny leather shoes, had to be carefully regulated.
It was too complicated and tiring. Even if he changed his appearance, as long as he kept using the same etiquette, people who knew him would still recognize him.
Therefore, the image of a noble youth was unnecessary.
He chose this middle-aged man because he had played a similar role on The Limpet before, so he already had some experience in it. Besides, such an unruly image meant that he did not need to care about worldly etiquette and laziness. It allowed him to step out of his noble shell and breathe some fresh air.
Angor entered the mirror world without anyone noticing his real body. He even met a wizard on his way. The wizard was only attracted by Angor's strength and wondered when Brute Cavern found such a wizard.
He felt proud after fooling the wizards. However, the white pigeons saw through his trick as soon as he arrived at Cloud Tower.
The pigeon that showed up in his hand was one of the "Mana Drain" illusions. The Path of Mana Absorption was a huge magic array that covered the entire Mirror World. It was also the source of the Mirror World's mana density. The white pigeons were the illusionary spirits of this magic array. Each white pigeon represented a magic node, and the location of the pigeons was the extension of the magic array.
In other words, as long as there were white pigeons, the primal mana density would naturally increase.
Every wizard in Brute Cavern had a white pigeon like this. The white pigeon Angor just saw belonged to Rein. It was a gift from Rein before Angor became a wizard.
Once Angor built a base similar to Phantom Island, the white pigeon could go there and improve the illusion. However, Angor did not plan to build a base for now, so the white pigeon had to stay here.
Since the pigeon saw through his disguise, he put away his pride and walked into the Cloud Tower, which was Rein's training ground, with a slightly frustrated look.
Behind the ancient door was a long corridor. Angor was immediately enveloped by an invisible force field as soon as he stepped inside.
He could not speak.
The force field did not come from Rein. It came from the statue of the Silent Deity in the center of the first floor of the tower.
After walking past the statue, Angor walked up a spiral staircase and came to a door.
This was Rein's training room.
Angor came here once before. This time, he noticed some new decorations on the door. A few transparent crystal balls of different sizes suddenly appeared on the originally ordinary iron door. It looked like a complete skin with irregular pimples growing on it.
Angor remained calm, but he couldn't help but sigh in his mind. Mister Rein's obsession with crystal balls never changed.
This reminded him of Leona's request. She hoped that Angor could persuade Rein to change the crystal ball model of the transmitter. It seemed that it would be difficult to convince Leona.
Angor pushed the door open and saw Rein sitting in front of a crystal ball. Angor could vaguely see figures flashing across the surface of the crystal ball. Angor guessed that Rein was talking to someone.
"Give me a few minutes." Rein's voice reached Angor's ears.
Angor did not answer. He sat down in front of Rein and waited for Rein to finish talking.
About two minutes later, the crystal ball dimmed down, and Rein finally looked at Angor.
Rein inspected Angor's appearance and smiled. "You look like a younger version of me."
"A younger version, Mister Rein?"
Rein nodded. "Yes. Back then, the most common thing I did was to take off my robe and seek the freedom I sought in my laziness and laziness."
"Did you find your freedom in the end?"
Rhine did not say yes or no. Instead, he said, "Freedom is not something that can be found so easily. The definition of freedom when I was young is different from the freedom I am pursuing now."
"After a period of lazing around, I finally put on that rule-following coat. Because later on, I realized that it had never shackled my freedom. Instead, it was a hedgehog armor covered with spikes that protected my original beliefs. "
Rein sounded like he was talking about himself, but at the same time, he was talking to Angor.
Angor heard it as well, but he did not really feel the same way. This was because he was different from Rhine. He had changed into this middle-aged man's shell because he knew his purpose very well. It was just an act and not his real self.
Even if he chose to look like the witch Greya recommended, it would still be the same. He never thought about using a fake appearance to seek his freedom.
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