A large, round stone platform stood at the end of the path of light.
The Void Light Algae floated high up in the sky like specks of stars. Their faint light fell onto the platform, illuminating the grayish-white platform with a bright reflection.
Thanks to the light, Angor was able to see the end of the platform.
The stone platform had a smooth surface, and there was nothing on it except for a lone chest placed in the center.
Even without stepping on the platform, Angor could see that the chest was decorated with all kinds of gold and gems, which were trying their best to tell others who it was: "Trust me, I'm a treasure chest!"
Could such an eye-catching treasure chest be Feng's treasure? Judging from Feng's personality, it seemed to be the case. But Angor wasn't sure yet. Maybe it was just a trick, and the treasure was hidden somewhere else.
While thinking, Angor created an illusion that perfectly mimicked his real body.
The illusion was only a shape, and Angor couldn't see its appearance. However, it had the same aura as Angor, including his blood flow, heartbeat, and pheromones.
Angor planned to use the illusion to see if there was any danger on the platform.
Once the illusion was ready, Angor ordered it to step onto the platform.
Soon, the illusory body walked up the stone steps. One step, two steps … After walking up nine stone steps, the illusory body stood firmly on the smooth platform.
Angor didn't find anything unusual from the feedback he received from the illusion. However, he did find some mageweath patterns on the stone platform.
The runes didn't seem to be connected, but that didn't mean they weren't complete. He could tell that it was a three-dimensional rune. Many of the runes were hidden inside the stone platform.
Judging from the runes on the platform, Angor didn't find any offensive runes. However, he didn't know what kind of runes they were.
Angor didn't really care about the runes on the platform. He was more surprised that the platform didn't have any energy channels. After all, how could it be possible to maintain such a huge platform suspended in the void for such a long time without using some tricks?
As long as the runes weren't deadly, Angor could put them aside for now.
The illusion stayed on the platform for about three minutes without being attacked. Angor controlled it to move closer to the treasure chest.
However, the illusion couldn't move at all.
Angor thought it was being attacked, but after careful analysis, he realized that it wasn't the illusion that couldn't move. It was the pressure from the platform that prevented it from moving.
The illusion wasn't his real body, and it couldn't withstand the pressure here. It was already difficult for it to step onto the platform.
Seeing this, Angor had no choice but to snap his fingers and withdraw his illusion.
The illusion didn't reach the treasure chest, but it didn't seem to be in danger. He considered and decided to go up there himself.
There was nothing wrong with the platform. After nine steps, he reached a smooth surface.
When he stepped on the stone surface, he didn't get attacked at all, just like his illusion. Compared to his illusion, Angor's illusion, Angor's real body was able to sense.
Angor's illusion couldn't sense the energy flow of the runes on the platform, but his real body could.
Angor didn't move forward right away. Instead, he sensed the direction of the runes.
The runes weren't complicated. In fact, they were quite simple. It only took him less than two minutes to analyze the runes within five to six meters around him. Although he still couldn't determine the exact type of mageweath, judging from the confirmed edges of the mageweath, this mageweath had anti-erosion properties … It was probably used on a stone platform. After all, the material of this stone platform wasn't very precious, and it wouldn't be a problem to leave it in the Void for a year or two. But for a longer period of time, it would definitely be eroded by the special forces in the Void.
When he analyzed the rune, he was sure that it was drawn by Feng.
They were too immature.
Some of the mageweaths were even wrong. Logically speaking, these mageweaths couldn't even be activated. Similar to the art room in White Cloud Village, the runes were still working. There must be some kind of Mystery power hidden in them.
Seeing that there was no threat, Angor decided to move forward.
He walked slowly while sensing the runes under his feet. After walking for about 30 meters, Angor had already analyzed half of the runes on the platform.
At this point, Angor was sure that the runes under his feet were some kind of permanent runes.
The runes themselves were used to maintain the platform's state in the air. They didn't have any direct effect on humans.
In other words, the platform itself shouldn't pose too much of a threat to him.
However, he didn't let his guard down. He kept moving forward carefully.
When he approached the center of the platform, he noticed that the light on the ground suddenly grew brighter. Puzzled, Angor looked up.
The "sky" was still filled with a large number of Void Light Algae, each of which was emitting a faint light. In the boundless darkness of the Void, there was a sense of dreamy beauty.
Next, he saw a gigantic ball of light in the middle of the sea of Void Light Algae.
Unlike the other Void Light Algae, this one was extremely bright. It didn't look like a collection of Void Light Algae at all.
More importantly, it seemed to have some kind of sacred property.
Angor looked at it and felt like a mortal looking at an unknown god. He couldn't help but feel a sense of awe.
Angor stared at the ball of light for a long time. He didn't know if it was a god or not. However, he was sure that the oppressive force in the air was coming from this ball of light.
In other words, the consciousness of the Tidal Realm was hidden inside this ball of light.
"Is this Feng's work? I hope Feng's treasure isn't inside this ball of light … "Angor muttered to himself. He wasn't far from the chest, but he wasn't sure if the chest really contained Feng's treasure. Perhaps, he had placed the treasure inside the ball of light out of mischief?
Angor shuddered at the thought of the terrifying pressure brought by the world's consciousness. Better not.
I hope Feng is more like a human.
He walked toward the chest with a praying look on his face.
Soon, he arrived at the chest. The chest wasn't big. It was about 1.5 meters in length and one meter in height.
From a closer look, the chest looked extremely exquisite. It was made of pure magic gold and embedded with all kinds of elemental gems. This kind of nouveau riche style was rarely used even by nobles who pursued luxury everywhere.
It was more like a golden chest in a fairy tale where a warrior defeated a dragon to save a princess and found it in the dragon's treasure trove.
Only in fairy tales would treasure chests be this extravagant.
"Weird style. Looks like Feng's style." At the same time, he reached out his spirit feelers to examine the chest more closely.
The spirit feelers didn't sense any danger. However, since the chest was made of pure magic gold, the feelers couldn't penetrate it. They had to open the keyhole to see what was inside.
Thinking about the keyhole, Angor couldn't help but think of the Arga Secret Key.
'Does this keyhole require an Aojia Complex Pattern Key?'
If so, it meant this chest should be …
He was still thinking about the keyhole when he heard a click-clack.
It turned out that he unconsciously increased the strength of his spirit feelers.
Coincidentally, his spiritual tentacles were wrapped around the lid of the treasure chest. As he increased his strength, the lid of the treasure chest was directly lifted up by a crack.
Looking at the chest, Angor fell silent.
The chest wasn't even locked. Why did you put a keyhole?!
Angor thought that if the keyhole required an Arga Secret Key, it meant this chest contained Feng's treasure. After all, Nai Meicui confirmed that the Arga Secret Key was the key to unlock the chest.
Since this chest didn't require an Arga Secret Key, Angor had reason to believe that this chest didn't contain Feng's treasure.
Angor looked up at the shining light orb. "The treasure isn't inside, is it?"
Angor sighed and looked down at the exaggerated chest.
No matter where the treasure was, he should check what was inside the chest first.
"If it's not Feng's treasure, maybe this chest is just a Thriller Box?" Angor knew Feng's personality well. Maybe this chest was like a circus clown's Thriller Box, and what came out of it would be a Spring Clown with a strong sense of mischief.
Fearing that he was about to be pranked, he slowly lifted the lid of the chest by following the crack.
The Spring Clown did not show up as he expected. The chest was not as scary as he expected. There was only one item inside.
It was an oil painting placed in a bronze carved frame.
Angor could vaguely see some bright colors on the painting. However, he had to take it out of the chest to see what it was.
Angor reached out four spirit feelers and placed them on the four sides of the painting. He slowly lifted the painting out of the chest.
Before seeing the contents of the painting, Angor assumed that Feng did not turn the chest into a Thriller Box because he wanted to use the painting as a prank.
However, when the painting was shown in front of Angor, Angor was surprised.
The painting looked very proper. It did not look like a prank at all.
The biggest background in the painting was a starry sky in the middle of a deep blue night.
Under the bright starry sky, there was a dark shadow without any details. Judging from the undulating shadows, it looked like a boundless wilderness. In the middle of the wilderness, there was a big tree.
If he had to name the painting directly, it would be "Starry Sky and Tree".
If he had to give it an abstract name, he would call it "Insignificance and Solitude". The tree took up a large part of the painting, but compared to the vast starry sky, it looked very small. It was the only tree in the boundless wilderness, and it felt a little lonely.
Angor looked at the painting for a while. It was not bad.
"Did Feng draw it?" "If Feng drew it, why would he put it inside the chest?" Angor thought to himself.
From the perspective of the painting, there was nothing worth mentioning except for some touching artistic conception.
Angor looked at the painting carefully again, trying to find the hidden content.
After a while, he fixed his eyes on the tree. Although the shadow of the tree was very clear, he didn't know why he felt that there was a person standing under the tree. However, he couldn't see what was behind the tree because of his X-ray vision.
Angor also felt that the idea was ridiculous, but he could not get rid of it after he came up with it.
As Angor thought about the possibility of "someone standing behind the tree", the painting suddenly changed.
The perspective of the painting slowly panned.
It only took one second for the painting to pan 90 degrees.
The starry sky was still bright, the wilderness was still empty, and the tree did not seem to have changed. The only thing that changed was that there really was someone standing under the tree.
After panning 90 degrees, Angor could see the back of the tree. There was indeed someone leaning against the tree and looking up at the starry sky.
The sudden change of the painting was already surprising enough. What was even more surprising was that the painting really unfolded as Angor imagined.
Angor could not believe his eyes. He stared at the painting with only one question in his mind. Did the painting tell him something first, or did the painting change because of his own thoughts?
As Angor was still wondering, the painting changed again.
The flat surface of the painting suddenly began to ripple like water droplets dripping onto the surface of a still lake.
The ripples spread from the inside of the painting to the outside.
In the end, the center of the ripples became a black dot. An irresistible suction force came from the pitch-black spot.
It happened very quickly, and the force seemed to be unstoppable. Angor activated all kinds of defensive measures, including opening the Gate of Illusion, but he was still sucked in.
Angor was sucked into the black dot.
As Angor was sucked into the black dot, the stone platform returned to normal as if nothing ever happened.
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