Chapter 2095
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Tree Spirit was curious about the secrets hidden in the hidden room, but since he couldn't figure it out yet, he had to hold back his curiosity and focus on something else.
For example, the church that Angor took out just now attracted Tree Spirit's attention.
This was a palm-sized church. The entire structure was made of white bones and decorated with gilded patterns. Its appearance was very gorgeous and beautiful.
"Someone who could carve the bones of the dead into something like this … from an artistic point of view, it must be something valuable," Tree Spirit commented.
"Now's not the time to talk about art. I want you to see what's inside the church."
Following Angor's instructions, Sunders and Tree Spirit released their spirit power into the church.
"The corridor on the left. There's a sleepy soul there, but it's not worth mentioning. What I want you to see is the room on the stairs on the right, right in front of the painted window. "
Tree Spirit and Sunders entered the room and saw a soul curled up in a corner, taking a nap.
It was a strange-looking soul.
It looked like a human being, but there was a large green mushroom on its head, which made it look like a green hat.
Normally, a dead soul would look the same as when it was alive. If this soul was human, why would it have such a large mushroom?
The mushroom was so eye-catching that Sunders and Tree Spirit were forced to look at it several times before they moved on to other parts of the body.
When they saw the soul's appearance, they were stunned.
Tree Spirit and Sunders looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes. Tree Spirit looked at Angor. "Is that … Leavis?"
Angor nodded. Leavis was the first person who fell into the ruin.
Tree Spirit remained silent for a moment and sighed deeply. A hint of sadness flashed in his eyes.
They all knew that all wizards who went missing in the ruin were dead. However, they didn't see any corpses, so they still had a glimmer of hope. Now that they saw Leavis' soul, their last hope was extinguished.
Even if Leavis wasn't from Brute Cavern, there were still people from Brute Cavern who fell into the ruin.
"Apart from Reeves, did you see anyone else?" Tree Spirit's tone was a little soft and cautious. They all knew that Tree Spirit wanted to know who caused the fall of Brute Cavern.
Angor shook his head regretfully. "I only saw Reeves. No one else."
"Ifige is dead. Reeves is dead too. I reckon they're all dead too …" Tree Spirit's eyes dimmed.
"I met Reeves in the Flower Spirit Garden. At that time, he wasn't actually dead, but his condition wasn't much different from being dead." "A mushroom called Enchantment took over his body and turned him into a mushroom. The Enchantment can even affect one's soul. That's why his soul is now covered in mushrooms."
Angor briefly explained how he met Reeves.
"After two days of recuperation, Reeves has been able to awaken a portion of his consciousness. As for the specific details, you can ask Reeves directly later. He actually knows more about the original ruins than I do. "
Both Sunders and Tree Spirit remained silent after listening to Angor's story. Angor only briefly mentioned what happened, but they could still feel the horror of the illusions and the horror of it.
Angor looked at Sunders and spoke in a soft voice, "Professor, about the message …"
Angor didn't finish his sentence, but Sunders knew what he wanted to say.
"It's an emergency. Since you're trapped in the ruin, I told you about the message to avoid further losses. However, the truth is still hidden in the fog."
"The truth? Are you talking about the two of you sending messages in your dreams? "Tree Spirit came back to his senses and looked at the two of them curiously.
Angor roughly understood the current situation from Sunders' answer and Tree Spirit's question.
Most people in the Astral Pond Ruin probably knew something — they could send messages in their dreams.
However, they probably didn't know how to do it yet.
Angor looked at Sunders. "Should I tell you now?"
Sunders didn't deny it. "You can decide for yourself. After all, we've already made a deal."
The dream wasteland was a demiplane created by Angor, so Sunders didn't want to break the rules and tell anyone about it even though he was Angor's teacher. That was why Sunders did not say anything when Wallace kept asking for information.
Tree Spirit said, "What are you talking about? What's the truth behind it? "
Tree Spirit paused. "Of course, you don't have to tell me if you don't want to. After all, it's a secret between you and your student. "
Angor considered for a moment and decided to tell everyone about the dream wasteland.
He already planned to tell the higher-ups of Brute Cavern about the dream wasteland. After all, he already discussed with Sunders about setting up a tea party in the dream wasteland.
Now that Rein, Tree Spirit, Wallace, Iron Granny, and many others had guessed that the connection between the master and disciple had something to do with dreams, Rein might as well take this opportunity to tell them about the dream wasteland.
With that in mind, he looked at Sunders and hinted his idea with his eyes.
Sunders nodded and supported the idea. Sunders looked calm, but there was a hint of emotion in his eyes.
He had lived for hundreds of years and experienced all kinds of joys and sorrows. It had been a long time since Sunders showed any emotional fluctuation. But now, he still felt something was off.
Once Angor announced his dream wasteland to the public, it would mean something completely different from what he had been doing before.
It meant that a new era was coming.
As one of the pioneers of this new era, Sunders couldn't help but feel a little excited.
Tree Spirit, who had known Sunders for many years, noticed something was wrong.
He looked at the master and disciple in front of him with a strange expression, feeling that there was something strange going on.
"What are you trying to say?" Tree Spirit asked.
Angor didn't answer. Instead, he took out a small pouch from his bracelet. Inside the pouch were five glowing monoculars.
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