There were spots of white light on the dark curtain.
Angor didn't pay much attention to the painting when he first saw it. He thought it was a starry sky. There were quite a few paintings with starry sky in them, so it wasn't rare to see a starry sky.
However, when Angor walked closer to the painting, he immediately noticed something wrong.
In the other images, although the background of the starry sky was dim, some darker colors could be seen through the starlight, such as dark gray, blue, and misty yellow.
However, this painting was different. Its background was pure black, a black that could swallow all the bright and dark colors.
It didn't look like a starry sky. It looked more like the endless void.
Still, this didn't mean Angor couldn't rule it out as the main reason for the starry sky. The reason why Angor distinguished it from the other starry sky paintings was that the "stars" on this one didn't look right.
To mortals who didn't know anything about astrology, the arrangement of stars in the sky was messy. To astrologers and prophets, the starry sky was chaotic yet orderly.
However, the "starry sky" on the painting was not chaotic, nor was it chaotic yet orderly. It was orderly.
On the dark curtain, there was a strip of light that looked like a galaxy extending from a faraway place all the way to the center of the painting. The "light spots" were small in the distance and large in the distance, but that was only the result of the painting.
In fact, the scene in the painting was like a glowing road in the void, which extended from an unknown place to his feet.
The painting wasn't a starry sky. It was a glowing road in the void.
The so-called "glowing stars" were just orderly "lights" on both sides of the road. Or perhaps "street lamps"?
Angor was dumbfounded when he saw what was going on.
This painting did not reveal any information just from the content of the painting. But when he combined it with the information he learned in the past, he was shocked.
"You walk in darkness, and beneath your feet is a path of light." This was a prophecy related to Angor that Floral Sparrow read a long time ago.
Angor didn't know if the "path of light" in the painting was the same as the one mentioned in the prophecy, but the key clue was almost the same.
Not long ago, Dodoro also told him that he saw a path of light in the prophecy.
Therefore, he believed that the light path in the painting was probably the path mentioned in the prophecy.
Where was this road? Where did it lead to? What was at the end? He didn't know either. But since the two prophecy seeds both saw the same path, he couldn't ignore it.
Perhaps this path was Angor's ultimate goal in coming to Tide Realm.
And this painting might be the key clue left behind by Feng.
In Angor's eyes, Feng was nothing but a "charlatan" who could manipulate the flow of time and influence Dodoro and Floret's prophecies.
Through Floral Sparrow and Dodoro's mouths, they left clues for him to find the "treasure".
The more he thought about it, the more convinced he became. Coincidences could happen in this world, but seeing the same path three times in a row in different places was definitely not a coincidence.
Feng must have done this on purpose.
"As expected of Magic Painter. He hid the clue so well." Angor sighed in his mind. Perhaps only someone like Feng, who was a master of prophecy, could hide the clues in the cracks of time and corners of fate. Apart from those who were favored by fate, no one could see the truth behind the clues.
Luckily, Angor knew someone from the Baiyuan Clan. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to find such a hidden clue.
While Angor was thinking, something happened far away in space.
Painter Feng, who was thought to be a 'Big Boss Proficient in Prophecy', suddenly sneezed a few times. He rubbed his nose that was itching and asked in a low voice, "Why did you suddenly sneeze? It's so cold. I feel like someone's flattering me … "
Meanwhile, Angor, who believed that his imagination was right, had no idea what was happening in the distant space. He was still carefully analyzing the various details of the path of light, trying to find more hidden clues.
However, the painting was too obvious. Angor tried his best and even used the green rune in his right eye, but he couldn't find anything else.
In the end, he sighed again and decided to ask Dodoro when he had the chance. Maybe Dodoro could find something.
Next, Angor checked the remaining paintings in the palace but didn't find anything useful. However, he did see some pictures of buildings in the remaining paintings, including the city style of the Central Empire on the Land of Revelation.
The architectural style of the Central Empire already matched the style of the Silver Heron Royal Palace.
When Gentle Wind Uranus built the palace, he must have imitated the buildings shown in the oil paintings.
These clues weren't useful to Angor, but they could help him confirm the history of Wind Island, which was a pleasant surprise he found during his travels.
After checking the paintings, Angor checked the palace again. He didn't find any other traces left behind by Feng, so he had to give up.
"Are you leaving, mister?" Cub Bigg had been observing Angor all this time, so he knew what Angor wanted to do.
Angor glanced at Cub Bigg and nodded. "Yes. I'm going to White Bay."
Cub Bigg flew into the air. "I'll lead the way then."
Angor didn't refuse Cub Bigg's kindness. It was better to have Cub Bigg leading the way than to have Anoto lead the way with vague words.
Angor suddenly realized that Anoto hadn't cried in a long time. As a strange wind elf who could cry when he was happy or sad, Anoto didn't make a sound when he was looking at the paintings, which gave Angor a great experience. But it also made Angor wonder if Anoto had changed.
Angor looked back and saw that Anoto wasn't paying attention to their conversation at all. All of its attention was on the paintings around them.
If it wasn't for the sand cage, Anoto would have stuck its eyes on the paintings already.
"Let's go. Why are you still looking at them?" Dankros' voice woke Anoto up from his stupor.
Anoto was stunned for a moment before he recovered from the beautiful scenery in the oil painting. He looked at Dankros with some shyness in his eyes. "This is my first time at Taboo Peak. I didn't expect there to be so many beautiful paintings here."
"What's so good about them? They're not moving at all. They don't look lively at all," Dankros said honestly.
"They look lively. When I look closer, I feel like the trees in the paintings are swaying. I can even smell the fragrance in the air." Anoto was still indulging in his imagination.
"You're crazy, aren't you?" Dankros walked to an oil painting and inspected it carefully. "Why don't I feel anything?"
"Maybe you're not paying attention. You need to look closer." Anoto was eager to express his feelings about the paintings so that Dankros could also feel the beauty of the paintings.
However, Dankros didn't understand Anoto's words at all.
"Dankros doesn't know how to appreciate art at all. Don't waste your time," Angor interrupted Anoto's words.
In Dankros' eyes, the Magic Painting Wizard's astonishing drawing skills were all lifeless, hard, and lifeless paintings. So he didn't expect Dankros to appreciate art.
With Angor's forceful intervention, Anoto and Dankros finally stopped their meaningless conversation.
At this moment, Qiu Big stepped out and led the way to Baihai Bay.
On the way to White Bay Bay, Anoto would look back from time to time, looking at the palace of Taboo Peak with regret in his eyes.
"You seem to like those paintings a lot. Why? "Qiu Bigg noticed Anoto's expression and asked curiously.
Anoto liked this new friend of his, so he hesitated for a moment and answered honestly, "Compared to the paintings themselves, I like the scenery inside the paintings more."
"The scenery inside the paintings?"
Anoto nodded. "I like the scenery that can only be seen from afar."
Anoto's tone was emotional. Angor glanced at him and knew that Anoto was thinking about his sister, Salmado. Salmado's dream was to see the scenery in the distance. She was deeply influenced by her sister, and her obsession toward the distance was deeply engraved in her mind. Therefore, when she saw Feng's paintings, she couldn't help but think of the scenery in the distance.
No wonder Anoto didn't cry. It was because of the scenery in the paintings.
"Scenery that can only be seen from afar?" Qiu Bigg was confused. "What's the difference between the scenery in the distance and the scenery nearby?"
"I … don't know." Anoto lowered his head in disappointment.
"Why are you looking forward to it if you don't know?" Qiu Bigg continued.
"Because I don't know. That's why I'm looking forward to it." Anoto looked up with glowing eyes. "My sister once told me that the distance isn't the destination. The journey to the unknown is the one that's worth looking forward to."
"If the destination isn't worth looking forward to, then what's the point?"
"Well, you can always change your destination. When you reach a destination and realize that it's not as good as you expected, you can always change until you find something that suits you. If you don't look forward, you'll never know if your destination is worth looking forward to." At this point, Anoto looked at the cage that locked him up and sighed helplessly. "I also want to chase after Faraway, but when can I leave?"
Anoto seemed to be answering Qiu Bigg's question, but he was actually talking to himself.
Qiu Bigg remained silent for a while. "You can leave when you're mature."
Anoto glanced at Dangros on the other side. He really wanted to say that Dangros wasn't mature yet.
But in the end, Anoto didn't say anything. It knew that Dankros was able to travel so far because of Angor's help, not because of itself, but because of Angor.
Qiu Bigg also noticed Anoto's look. He glanced at Dangros and then looked at Angor without saying anything.
…
Whitefish Bay. Despite its name, it was only an area of clouds near Wind Island that was not affected by the strong winds.
The wind creatures captured by Angor were all waiting quietly at Whitefish Bay.
Of course, Angor came to Whitefish Bay to meet them.
Instead of talking to the soldiers, he went straight to their current leaders — the three Wind Generals.
The content of the conversation was mainly about two things. First, he wanted to know the personal information of the three Wind Generals. Secondly, he wanted them to gather information about other wind creatures so that he could use them in the future.
As for the next 20 years, Angor didn't mention anything about their lives. Many things could only be arranged after the people of Brute Cavern moved in. In the early stage, they could even live their own lives.
Angor could tell that the three Wind Generals were showing him respect on the surface, but there was still a hint of hostility hidden in their eyes.
For one thing, they were captured. For another, Toby killed Aimer because of their hostility.
Angor didn't care too much. He wasn't going to train them as elemental companions. He only wanted to use them as tools.
No matter how hostile they were, they couldn't do anything to harm Angor under the restriction of the oath. They could only think about it in their minds. If they showed it to others, they would be punished by the oath, let alone actually doing something.
Besides, under the influence of the oath, they would do their best to carry out Angor's orders. They were the most qualified tools.
After getting the information of the three Wind Generals, he left. As for the other wind creatures, he would report them to Angor the next time they met.
After leaving Whitefish Bay, Angor returned to Wind Island.
As soon as he landed, he felt the ground trembling slightly. Several seconds later, a slender bean vine broke out of the ground in front of him and grew in the wind.
"Jack!" Anoto called out the bean vine's name.
A pair of familiar eyes grew on the leaves of the bean vine. The bean vine nodded at Anoto with a smile and called out his name as well.
It was Jack, the bean vine who came to visit Angor earlier.
"Why are you here?" Anoto was excited to see Jack. He didn't follow his sister's footsteps when he left Wind Island, but he did gain something. He met Jack, and Jack didn't mind his crybaby nature. That was one of his gains.
"I came to see you. Also, Her Highness asked me to send her greetings to Mister Padt," Jack said.
"Her Highness? You mean Her Highness?"
Jack also called Uranus the Gentle Wind "Your Highness", but it did not refer to Uranus the Gentle Wind as "Your Highness". Also, when Jack mentioned "Your Highness", its expression became more serious. Angor guessed that Jack was referring to Flamboyant Grammy instead of Uranus the Gentle Wind.
Jack nodded. "Yes. Her Highness's seed has arrived at Wind Island. It wishes to see Mister Padt."
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