Since Angor insisted on doing it, Feng did not try to stop him. He just watched Angor quietly.
As Angor took out his pen, blood ink, and parchment paper, Feng began to think about what kind of rune Angor was going to draw.
"The parchment paper is made of the same material as before, beginner level. But it's tanned with potion. Judging from the smell, it should be some kind of low-level magic plant potion.
"The blood ink is made from some kind of Demon Bird Stone and Ox Vine Root juice. It's also beginner level."
Feng thought to himself. Judging from the materials, the rune Angor was going to draw this time should be stronger than the Pure Rune. But not by much. It should be some kind of low-level compound rune.
Feng heaved a sigh of relief. Considering Angor's speed, it should not take him too long to draw such a low-level compound rune.
If Angor really believed his "prerequisites" and wanted to draw such a complicated rune, it would take him at least a dozen days. That would be a waste of time. Feng's consciousness in the drawing would not last that long either.
But on second thought, Feng did not think that Angor could really draw complicated runes or magic arrays. Angor probably chose a low-level compound rune because he was not strong enough yet.
While Feng was thinking, Angor took out his pen, dipped it in blood ink, and started drawing on the parchment paper.
Angor still looked as relaxed as before when he drew the rune. The lines on the paper were smooth, smooth, and graceful. Even someone as knowledgeable as Feng could not help but praise Angor in his mind.
Perhaps Angor's skill level was not up to standard, but his foundation was excellent. Feng even had a feeling that Angor's rune knowledge was better than his old friend Renekton's.
"Maybe …" Feng muttered to himself. Even if Renekton was an expert in synthesis rather than enchantment, he had been studying alchemy for thousands of years. How could he not be as good as Angor?
It had to be an illusion.
Putting aside these irrelevant thoughts, Feng still thought highly of Angor. He believed that Angor's basic skills alone would make him famous in the future when he learned more about enchantment techniques.
Speaking of enchantment techniques, Feng remembered there was a holy place for alchemists in the southern wizarding region called Floating Mech City. While working in the Temple of Prophets, Feng once heard some Prophets talking about Floating Mech City. It was said that some Prophets predicted that Floating Mech City would give birth to an alchemist who dabbled in Mystery through Reincarnation City. A thousand years ago, someone from the Order Guild went to the southern wizarding region, but they did not find the alchemist in the end.
The mysterious alchemist was still a mystery, but the fact that Floating Mech City could produce such a talented alchemist proved that the city had a lot of resources.
"Before he goes to the source World, I suggest he should go to Floating Mech City to learn enchantment techniques. I wonder if Angor has anything to do with Floating Mech City. If not, I can write a recommendation letter for him. " Feng muttered to himself. He did not have a close relationship with Floating Mech City, but he was from the southern wizarding region. A recommendation letter was more than enough.
While Feng's mind was wandering, the magic pattern on the parchment had already formed a rough shape.
Feng looked at the runes carefully and frowned.
It was a familiar shape.
Angor was drawing a Pristine Rune!
But judging from the size of the parchment, it was not a single rune. Pristine Rune was only one type of compound runes.
Even so, Feng was still confused. Why did Angor choose Pristine Runes again? Or was Pristine Runes the best rune he could draw?
Did Angor become rich by drawing Pristine Runes for other people's rooms?
Feng did not think of this out of malice. When he was still an apprentice, he made a living by drawing portraits of people with Runes of Immortality. Runes of Immortality sounded like a big deal, but it was actually a way to preserve something for a long time. Feng's other runes were average, but his Runes of Immortality were exquisite.
Feng wondered if Angor was doing the same thing as him.
He did not know the answer yet. Angor had already started drawing the other runes in the compound rune.
Pristine Rune, Breath Rune, Growth Rune, and Temperature Rune.
Four runes in total. It was not a lot, but it was still more than the minimum requirement for a magic array. Therefore, this compound rune could be called a magic array.
"But why do these four runes look like they're used for housekeeping?" Feng did not know the name of the magic array, but he could roughly guess its function from the runes.
Pristine Rune represented dust removal, anti-pollution, and self-cleansing.
Breath Rune represented healing and life aura.
Growth Rune was used together with Breath Rune to expand the range of life aura.
Temperature Rune was used to maintain a fixed temperature.
The combined effect of the mageweath was that it could maintain a clean and warm environment within a certain range.
This type of magic pattern would either be placed in a household, a greenhouse, or a herb cultivation room. It was a magic array that could be used but was not necessary.
Feng did not think such a simple magic array would cause a black hat to appear, no matter how well he drew it.
It had to be known that when Renekton was experimenting, he had experimented from single magic patterns to compound magic patterns. Only that time, when he inscribed a magic array with eighteen magic patterns, did the magic patterns become a black hat.
Angor's simple rune was definitely not going to work.
Feng did not tell Angor about his thoughts though. They were just trying anyway, and it was normal for them to fail.
Time passed by slowly.
Compound runes were different from single runes. There were only four runes, but it did not mean that the drawing time was only four times as long as a single rune. Each additional rune would increase the drawing time by several times.
It only took Angor several minutes to draw a single Pristine Rune, but it took him almost an hour to draw a compound rune.
When he finished the last stroke of the Growth Rune, he followed the pattern to the Pristine Rune. There was only one last stroke left on the Pristine Rune, which was also the last stroke of the entire magic array.
It was the rune horn that represented "conversion".
Angor was quite relaxed when he was drawing the rune. But at the last moment, he began to look serious.
In a rather ritualistic action, he used Mana Hands to pick up the small metal box. The mysterious magic pattern inside the box stuck to the engraving pen, and with a halo of light, the engraving pen immediately emitted mysterious fluctuations.
Without hesitation, he picked up his pen and began to draw the last corner of the rune.
It went smoothly at first. But when he was about to draw the last stroke, his vision suddenly went dark.
It was as if someone turned off the lights in the world, and all light was dragged into darkness.
However, the darkness did not last long. In fact, it only lasted for a blink of an eye before everything returned to normal.
Angor looked at the magic array on the parchment. It was finished.
And it was perfect.
He put down the pen and rubbed his forehead. He checked his body and did not find anything wrong. He also saw nothing wrong with Feng's eyes.
Maybe it was because he hadn't drawn a magic array for a long time, and his brain got tired from the intense concentration, which caused his vision to darken.
Although that was what he thought, he still felt that something was wrong.
However, since the magic array was completed, he decided to wait for the result before asking Feng about it.
On the other side, Feng was admiring the magic array on the parchment with amazement. Whether Angor's "housekeeping" theory was true or not, this magic array was definitely one of the most beautiful ones he had ever seen.
The strokes were smooth, the lines were beautiful, and the energy supply was stable from beginning to end. This was already difficult to achieve. Also, the deeper parts of the runes were filled with meaning.
Newbies are all freaks.
If he was not just a wisp of Feng Hua's consciousness, he would have tried everything to lure Angor to the Turing Cube. Aside from the reason why Angor came here, this beautiful rune alone was enough to prove that Angor had a bright future.
While Feng was immersed in his thoughts, the flawless magic circle started to glow. In the light, Angor could clearly see a figure dancing on the curve of the rune.
"The coronation is about to begin," Feng said in a low voice.
Angor calmed his mind and focused on the image in the light.
Angor was looking forward to seeing the color of the coronation hat, but he tried to control his emotions.
He knew very well that although the Sunlight Garden Magic Array was more complicated than a pure mageweath, it was much simpler than an advanced mageweath.
Feng did not comment on it, but Angor could tell that Feng did not think the "Sunlight Garden" could be crowned as a black hat.
Angor also wanted to draw a magic array from Advanced Rune, but it would take too much time. Even the simplest advanced magic array would take days to complete. Mr. Feng was still standing in front of him. Angor did not know if he would succeed, but it would definitely be impolite.
This was why he chose "Sunlight Garden". This was the most complicated magic array he could draw in the shortest time possible.
Whether it would work or not depended on this moment.
The figure in the light was still blurry. He danced a strange dance, moving back and forth on the patterns as if he was inspecting the mageweath.
When he was almost done, the figure stopped, took out a hat from his pocket, and tossed it to the ground.
The act of throwing the hat was like a special coronation ceremony that would grant new life to the mageweath.
However, neither Angor nor Feng was thinking about the "coronation" right now. They were both staring at the black hat.
Yes, black.
"It's really black?" Feng stared at the black hat in disbelief. The hat fell down and merged with the rune.
Only then did the dust settle.
As the black hat disappeared, the magic array underwent some unknown changes as if it was being eroded by time.
The entire parchment was now covered in a thick black mist.
The mist released an extremely dense and mysterious aura, as if it was announcing its existence.
Feng stared at the black fog, trying to see what had happened to the parchment through the black fog. However, the black fog blocked his vision.
As Feng waited for the mist to disperse, he suddenly saw Angor from the corner of his eyes.
He noticed that Angor had stopped moving for some reason.
Angor's eyes were dull and lifeless, like those of a dead man.
When Feng saw this, he suddenly remembered something and slapped his head. "Damn! I almost forgot about this."
Feng reached out his hand to touch Angor, but he stopped himself. "No, I can't touch him."
Feng stood up and walked around Angor anxiously. He mumbled, "Why did I forget to tell you? Black hat? Why is there a black hat on the first try?!"
"What did Renekton say again? Yes, yes, yes. Angor made it this far, so he must have a strong will. He can fight it, right? "
"I think so?"
While Feng was talking to himself, he did not notice that Angor's eyes slowly regained their focus.
When he came back to his senses, he felt a sharp pain in his head.
He pinched the bridge of his nose as he panted heavily.
Angor's heavy breathing alerted Feng. He looked at Angor in surprise. "You … You're awake already?"
After saying that, Feng felt that he did not mean what he said. He quickly added. "What I mean is, are you alright?"
Angor rubbed his nose again and nodded. "I'm fine. I just need some rest."
He paused and looked up at Feng with tired eyes. "Mister, do you know what happened just now?"
Feng did not answer him directly. Instead, he asked. "Tell me what happened to you just now."
Angor took a moment to recall. "When the black mist appeared, my vision went dark … Oh, right, the same thing happened when I was drawing the rune. "However, it was only for an instant, but the darkness just now lasted for a long time. In my perception, it was as if almost a month had passed …"
Angor used the word "felt" because he contacted Elmi as soon as he woke up. According to Elmi's feedback, Angor realized that only a dozen seconds had passed.
"And then? After everything went dark, what did you sense? "
Angor did not sense anything in the darkness. However, many meaningless symbols and information rushed into his mind.
The mysterious information, which Angor did not understand at all, flooded his mind like a torrent.
If it was an ordinary person, they would probably be turned into a lunatic by this absurd and unruly information.
But Angor did not feel so bad. He was once swallowed by a Dalmatian, and he sensed a huge amount of Mystery information inside the dog's stomach. Angor could not understand the information, but it was like some kind of illusory mark that was deeply imprinted in his mind. Later, Angor created a Mystery manifestation based on it.
The Mystery information Angor was experiencing right now was completely unintentional. It was as if it existed to drive a person insane.
He had experienced the real Mystery Scouring before, and this meaningless Mystery Scouring did not work on him at all.
The only side effect was that he felt tired and sleepy due to the overwhelming amount of information.
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