Now that he knew what he was going to do in the near future, he had to make some preparations.
Next, he asked Magoo about the other regions of the Tidal Realm.
The conversation lasted for an hour. Magoo would "take a nap" from time to time, and the conversation went smoothly.
Angor learned about the other realms, as well as the elemental creatures who were still alive.
Magoo mentioned three names, all of whom stayed with Feng for a long time.
They were "Iceberg of Maraya", "Gentle Wind" Uranus of White Cloud Village, and "Azurewood" Namicui.
Among the three of them, the one with the titles of "Frost" and "Gentle Wind" was the Elemental Sovereign who had inherited the title of King of the Lands. As for Namicui, although she did not have a title, when Magoo talked about her, he was even more wary than his nemesis in the Land of Fire.
Namicui's strength, status, and danger level were not to be underestimated.
Magoo also mentioned that Namicui was the one who spent the most time with Mr. Feng after the "Savior" arrived at the Tidal Realm.
In other words, Angor could avoid the other Elemental Sovereigns, but not Namicui. Namicui must know more about Feng since she spent a lot of time with him.
Since Magoo suddenly dozed off again, Angor decided to end the conversation for now.
He had gained a lot this time. Although he didn't directly reach his final destination, he had a general understanding of the situation in the Tidal Realm. He already knew where to start searching for information.
The only thing that bothered him was that he might fall into Feng's trap again.
However, no matter what, the importance of the Tidal Realm meant that he had to explore it. If worse came to worst, he could just reveal the Tidal Realm in advance and mess up this "trap". Of course, Angor also knew that Feng's scheming ability would only make things worse, which would make it harder for him to find his final destination.
Therefore, it was better to keep moving and make decisions based on the situation.
At least he had the dream wasteland. He could ask for help at any time.
Angor glanced at Magoo, who was still making "zzzzzzz" noises. Angor didn't disturb Toby. Instead, he nudged Toby.
Toby quickly returned to his bird form and sat on top of Angor's head.
Dankros also escaped from Angor's clutches. He shook his "head" a little, although he didn't have one.
"Mister Padt, are you the only one who knows about the Tidal Realm?"
"The Tidal Realm." Angor knew what Dankros wanted to ask. "Yes, I'm the only one who knows about it."
Dankros' eyes glinted. "If you don't tell anyone, no one can come in here, right?"
"From the looks of it, in the short term, yes." Angor nodded and looked at Dankros quietly. "So, what do you plan to do? . Are you going to kill me? "
Dankros hesitated and looked at Toby's head, only to see Toby staring at him with a threatening look.
Dankros could not bring himself to silence Padt, and he did not have the power to do so. "I … I just want to say that Mister Padt can live in the Tidal Realm."
"You want to imprison me?" Angor chuckled. "You don't understand wizards. They're much stronger than you think. If I didn't come here, the Tidal Realm might stay hidden for a few more years. But since I'm already here, I don't need to say anything. Someone will follow my trail and find this place.
"Besides, even if I don't leave this place, I can still send a message to the outside world. Therefore, your idea is useless. "
Dankros wanted to say something else, but Angor stopped him. "You already know that the first disaster happened because the Tidal Realm and the wizarding world merged.
"It's not easy for a world to hide perfectly. If this world was still independent, then it wouldn't be easy to find it. However, the Tidal Realm is already connected to the World of Adepts, and the two worlds are in a state of mutual prosperity. With the power of the Adepts, it's only a matter of time before they find it. "
Dankros lowered his head and muttered, "But …"
Angor patted Dankros' hand. "You and I can't decide the future of Tidal Realm on our own. Don't think too much about it. There are many wise men and sovereigns in Tidal Realm. Let them think about it."
Before Dankros could say anything, Angor picked him up. "Let's go. We won't disturb Mister Magoo's rest. Take me to where you were born."
Dankros was born from the ashes of Kalomonkis. Angor wanted to see if there were any clues left behind in Kalomonkis' grave.
This matter had already been approved by Magoo.
Dankros sighed. Angor was right. He was still an "elf", so he still needed a long time to think about such important matters. Besides, he didn't have the right to make the final decision. If the sky fell, he should let the taller one hold it up. There was still the new king, Fiendfire Midier.
With that in mind, Dankros pointed at a direction outside the classroom. "Let's go there."
Angor nodded and led Dankros out of the classroom.
Not long after they left, Magoo's eyelids twitched. He slowly opened his eyes. He didn't mind the fact that there was no one around. Instead, he looked into a certain direction and sighed again. "Once the door is opened, it's hard to close it again. The change of the world described by Kalomonkis is finally coming. "
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned into a floating spark and slowly flew out of the classroom, out of the lava lake, and into the volcano where Fiendfire Midier was.
On the other side, Dankros led Angor downward. After about ten minutes, Angor estimated that they were about to reach the bottom of Magoo's body. Dankros suddenly stopped.
Dankros stopped and pushed open a door that looked decaying.
The door was opened, and a dim yellow light came from inside, as well as a thick smell of dusk.
"This is a cemetery, the final resting place of fire beings like us," Dankros explained.
However, Angor didn't see any tombstones. There were only some flickering flames that gave off a dim yellow light.
The dim yellow light, coupled with the serene atmosphere, made it seem as if time had been endowed with a sense of helplessness.
This was a cemetery for elemental creatures.
He took a deep breath and entered the graveyard.
As soon as he stepped inside, he sensed something hidden in the flickering flames. As long as he got close to the flames, he would be able to sense their emotions.
According to Dankrose's introduction, these flames were actually tombstones. The message left in the flames was the epitaph of the deceased.
He considered for a moment and walked toward the green flame closest to him.
The closer he got, the more he could feel the energy coming from the flame. When he got closer, the energy wave reached its peak. He vaguely saw a green Poison Fire Spider, which was born in a fire spring and slowly grew up. In the end, the spider's elemental core was shattered in a fight against an ice banshee, and the spider was sent to this graveyard as a remnant flame.
This was the life of the Venomfire Spider.
In just a few seconds, Angor witnessed the spider's birth and death.
This was the epitaph left behind by the spider.
Angor didn't only admire the wonders of elemental creatures, but he also felt sad when witnessing death.
Angor also noticed something strange in the epitaph. It wasn't just the sadness of condensing one's entire life into a few images. There was also a desire for new life.
Angor sensed the hope of new life in a graveyard that was filled with the aura of death.
Angor looked at Dankros and asked his question.
"Why can't there be new life?" Dankros asked with a puzzled look.
"The energy of fire won't disappear completely. It will only exist in a different form. When the energy reaches a certain limit, a new spirit will be born." Dankros paused and continued, "For example, I was born here. But I was born from the ashes of my ancestors. "
Dankros looked quite proud when talking about how he was born. It seemed he was very satisfied with his birth.
After listening to Dankros' explanation, Angor realized that he had once again brought humans into the world of elemental creatures.
Humans and elemental creatures could communicate, but they were still fundamentally different.
For example, Dankros and Angor had different understandings about the concept of death.
Angor no longer felt confused. He strode through the remaining flames and finally reached the end of the graveyard.
Here, he finally saw a real grave.
The tombstone was made of stone and was inserted into the soft red jelly ground. The tombstone looked very "human". Apart from the upright tombstone, there was also an epitaph placed diagonally in front of the tombstone.
Angor assumed that the tombstone was made by a foreign student from Wildstone Wasteland.
Dankros confirmed his guess. The tombstone was made by a foreign student from a few years ago.
The tombstone only had Kalomonkis' name written in the common language of the continent. On the epitaph was a simple description of Kalomonkis' achievements. It was basically the same as what Magoo had told him, except that it was more simplified.
There was nothing special about the tombstone or the epitaph. Angor slowly crouched down and placed his finger on a hidden button at the edge of the epitaph.
With a click, the stone wall where the epitaph was placed was removed.
This stone was not only an epitaph but also a stone box.
Kalomonkis wasn't the only one who did this. The human world also had such a custom. Inside such a box was called a "funeral box" by humans. It was usually used to store ashes and other belongings.
As for the burial box that belonged to Kalomonkis, there was only a fist-sized dark red gem crystal.
Angor took out the gem and sensed it. It was Kalomonkis' blood essence.
The purity of the blood essence was extremely high. It was much denser than Akeso's blood essence. Most likely, Kalomonkis created it himself before his death.
As far as Angor was concerned, the blood gem was a unique treasure. It contained all of Kalomonkis' blood energy, which could be purified by a Bloodline Wizard into a real bloodline and assimilated into the user's body.
However, Angor had never heard of the Griffin Bloodline before. Even if he wanted to use it, he would have to find some other way. Otherwise, the success rate wouldn't be high. But such a method was unlikely to be available in the southern wizarding region.
Angor stared at the gem for a while and put it back in the box.
The gem was useful. It could be used as a special magic material even if it wasn't purified into a bloodline. However, it wasn't as useful as a bloodline. Angor didn't really need a bloodline, so it wouldn't be useful to him.
Besides, this was the last item left behind by Kalomonkis, the ruler of Tidal Realm. Angor didn't think he was shameless enough to take it away.
"Is there anything else?" Angor asked Dankros as he put the gemstone back in the box.
Since Kalomonkis was "waiting for someone to come", it would at least leave a message if it knew that it was about to die.
Dankros' eyes flickered. He hesitated for a while before he slowly said, "Actually, there's one more thing."
"Where is it?"
Dan Gross pointed at himself with his index finger. "Me."
Angor didn't know what to say.
Dankos quickly explained, "I'm not lying. As I said, I was born from the ashes of my ancestor."
Angor looked at Dankos and waited for him to continue.
"The ancestor also left a red flaming feather in this box. When the Sound of the World came, this red flame feather started to burn by itself. I … I was born from this burning ember. "
Angor looked into Dankos' eyes and saw that he wasn't lying.
Kalomonkis did leave a red feather, but it was now Dankos, so it was reasonable for Dankos to claim that he was Kalomonkis' "remnant".
However, the fire feather and Dankos were two different things. They couldn't be considered the same thing.
He believed that there might be some information left behind by Kalomonkis on Fire Feather, which might be related to him, the "latecomer".
But since the feather was now Dankos, the information must have disappeared.
"Well, I can't say for sure." Angor muttered to himself. "Is there any information left in your mind after you were born? Or is there a secret about your inheritance? "
Dankos looked at Angor in confusion. "Huh?"
Angor didn't know what to say. So he was wrong. I shouldn't expect too much from an idiot.
Angor sighed. He wasn't too disappointed. If there wasn't anything here, he could always look for it somewhere else.
Angor patted Dankos on the shoulder. "Let's go."
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