Seeing Azaz sitting at the bar with nothing to do, Angor asked Azaz to return to reality and send a message to Dodoro.
About 15 minutes later, Dodoro arrived at the dream wasteland.
Dodoro appeared on the second floor of Rose Aquarium.
The place was temporarily turned into an art gallery, which displayed Feng Zhi's paintings Angor found in Baiyun Village.
Dodoro quickly greeted Angor with a smile.
"Sir."
Angor waved a hand and led Dodoro to a sofa in the corner of the gallery.
"My lord, that painting …" Dodoro pointed at the path of light in front of Feng's Void Altar as soon as he sat down.
Dodoro saw the path of light in his prophecy, so he was curious about it.
"I've already been to the place in the painting." Angor didn't hide anything from Dodoro and told him about the Void Altar and Feng.
When the others heard about this, they were curious about Feng's avatar in the painting. They kept asking questions about Feng. But Dodoro didn't care about the altar or Feng's avatar at all. After making sure Angor was safe, he didn't care about such things.
"Do you need something from me, sir?"
"Yes, I do. I found a strange underground cavern in the Land of Revelation. There's a living altar inside. I hope you can help me with your prophecy and see if you can find any clues about it. "
Now that they were back to the main topic, Angor skipped the brief introduction. Instead, he explained everything he knew about the underground cavern, as well as the information he collected.
In order to help Dodoro understand, Angor used an illusion spell to show Dodoro all kinds of images of the underground cavern. It was even to the extent that the gloomy and ghastly feeling that was filled with the aura of death had perfectly reappeared.
Since Angor was the one who asked Dodoro to do this, Dodoro took it seriously.
Dodoro walked through the illusion with a serious expression while checking every corner, including the bricks and mud on the ground, the skeletons in the small caves, and the broken bones on the rectangular altar.
Every time Dodoro went to a place, he would think for a long time as if he was trying to figure out something.
In the end, he stopped on the altar and quietly looked at the empty gap on the altar.
"This place is a stone slab, and there is a symbol on it. The symbol's nature is very special, and it can't be duplicated, memorized, or presented as an illusion. According to Iron Granny's guess, that might be the symbol of a faction in Cazider World called Straven Soul Safety Zone. " "If you want to see the symbol, I can take you to Wizard Ness. He's studying it right now."
Angor didn't explain why Ness could study the runes while he couldn't. Dodoro didn't mind it either. "Alright."
In order not to waste time, Angor had Dodoro log out of the game. When they logged back in, they were no longer in the art gallery. Instead, they were standing outside a small wooden building.
"Sir!" A voice full of vitality came from the door.
Dodoro followed the voice and saw a young man wearing a horned helmet. His left leg was a scythe, and his upper body was naked. He was showing off his muscles without a care in the world.
There was a woman in black clothes standing next to the young man, but she quickly looked away when she saw Dodoro and Angor.
"Torras, and … Mandela." Angor nodded to them. Ever since Ness left Foundation City and came to the new city, Torras followed him here as a messenger. As for Mandela, Torras always followed them wherever they went, so Angor wasn't surprised to see them here.
Torras excitedly waved his hand. Mandela originally didn't want to speak, but with Torras constantly tugging at his arm, he finally reluctantly bowed.
Angor didn't mind Mandela's reaction. Besides, he was already surprised that Mandela was willing to bow to him.
As expected, naivety was the best way to deal with evil people.
"Where's Ness?" Angor skipped the introductions and went straight to the point. Dodoro already knew Torras, so he didn't need to introduce Ness. As for Mandela, Angor didn't know how to introduce her.
"Mister Ness is on the second floor. He hasn't left his room for days."
"Let's go inside."
Following Torras' lead, they went to the second floor of the attic. The attic wasn't big, and there weren't any rooms on the second floor. The floor was filled with books, some were piled up in piles, some were opened randomly, and some were simply scattered on the ground.
Behind the "sea of books", Ness was sitting in front of a table full of experiment tools and scrolls while studying a stone slab in the center of the room.
Ness was so focused that he didn't even look up when he heard footsteps coming up the stairs.
"Torras? You came at just the right time. Tell Mandhela to come up and pass me that thick book sealed in black leather on the corner cabinet. "
Ness quickly saw a thick book beside him. It was the one he was looking for.
Ness took the thick book and started flipping through it, muttering to himself about the new data he found on the stone slab.
After about twenty seconds, Ness suddenly felt that something was not right. Usually, when he asked Mandhela to bring something over, she would leave immediately after taking it, so why was she still standing there?
Could it be that his persistent attacks had finally caused Mandehila to fall? Was she willing to give up on Torras and follow him?
"Manderhaera, I say —" Ness looked up with a gentle expression, but when he saw who it was, he stopped and swallowed the words he was about to say. "It's Angor. W-why are you here?"
Angor asked Dodoro to look at the stone slab while he raised an eyebrow. "You seem to be enjoying yourself, Wizard Ness."
Ness blinked. "Well, having a pretty girl by my side is much more fun than having a big idiot who only knows how to sell his body."
Angor glanced at Mandela who was standing behind Ness and didn't react at all. Mandela even rolled her eyes, which meant she was already immune to Ness's harassment.
"How about I switch Torras next time and get a pretty girl to bring you the stone slab?"
"Of course." Ness knew Angor was mocking him, but he still nodded shamelessly.
Angor stared at Ness for several seconds and was defeated by his shamelessness. He muttered to himself, "How did Sunders become friends with you?" Then he sat down on the pile of books nearby.
Without wasting any time, Angor went straight to the point.
Ness was also interested when he heard that Angor was looking for clues about the altar. However, he was more interested in Dodoro.
"I went to Star Island to find Witch Maya and asked her to use a Prophecy spell to find out which node is more useful. But she failed. She said Dodoro might be able to help me.
"But when I went to Dodoro, he wouldn't help me with the prophecy."
Ness looked at Angor with a flattering look. "Since Dodoro is here, why don't I ask him to help me?"
Even though he could still find the node of Cazider World with a few simple calculations and repeated attempts, Angor was certain that he would find it eventually. But if there was a shortcut, Ness wouldn't refuse.
Angor considered. "Ask Dodoro later. If he's willing, go to him."
"Don't. He won't let me." Ness knew about Dodoro's situation. The stubborn deadpan would only listen to Angor and refuse anyone who asked him for help, except for Maya. Besides, Maya might not be able to order Dodoro around.
Angor glanced at Ness and knew what he was thinking. "Let's see if Dodoro can find any clues. Maybe we can find the one who set up the altar and ask them to give you the coordinates of Cazider World. "
Ness grumbled, "It's not that simple. This is clearly a new set of coordinates, and it's different from the other three. If they wanted to, they would've done it long ago. Maybe they don't even know the real coordinates. They just received a small reward from the sacrifice. "
Despite that, Ness still held back his curiosity. He was curious about the altar, and he also wanted to see if Dodoro's prophecy was as powerful as the rumors said.
Everyone looked at Dodoro in silence.
Dodoro ignored everyone's stares and focused on the symbol on the stone tablet. While looking at the two twisted earthworms on the tablet, Dodoro recalled some broken images in his mind.
This wasn't the first time he saw such images. He also saw some broken images when he saw Angor's illusions.
Dodoro didn't know what these images meant, but he knew they weren't complete. That was why he wanted to see if the symbols on the altar could help him to complete the images.
And as it turned out, the symbols did give him some inspiration.
However, he still couldn't complete the images.
He needed to keep looking.
The hands of the clock in the corner ticked, and time passed slowly. About an hour later, Dodoro finally snapped out of his reverie.
Ness was right in front of Dodoro's face, so he noticed Dodoro's reaction right away.
"So? Did you find anything?" Ness asked.
Dodoro glanced at Ness but didn't say anything. Instead, he turned to Angor and spoke in a guilty tone, "Sir, I saw some broken images. But they weren't complete."
Angor's eyes lit up. "That's fine. Even if they're incomplete, it'll work."
Describing them in words was a bit too much. In order to show Dodoro what he saw, Angor picked up a piece of parchment with a rough draft on it and created a large number of illusion nodes on it.
Next, he handed the parchment to Dodoro. "Touch the parchment with your spirit power and recall what you saw. The parchment will show you what you saw. If you can't release your spirit power in here, you can also touch the parchment directly between your eyebrows. The effect will be the same. "
In other words, this was a simplified version of Illusion Projection. Due to the lack of facilities, the parchment could only display 3D images on a flat surface.
But this was enough.
Following Angor's instructions, Dodoro began to remove the remaining illusion nodes on the parchment.
As soon as he touched the parchment with his spirit power, the illusion nodes began to move according to his will. A broken image appeared on the parchment.
Ness felt a bit wronged since Dodoro ignored him earlier. However, when he saw the image on the parchment, he quickly stood up and craned his neck to check it out.
"This is what I saw when I saw one of the skeletons in the cave," Dodoro explained.
A picture appeared on the parchment, but ninety percent of it was blank.
The only clear image was that of a young man who was struggling in the narrow cave, looking straight ahead with a face full of fear.
There was a figure in front of the young man. The upper half of the figure's body was empty, and the lower half of the figure's body was empty as well.
The figure was wearing a pair of black checkered pants and a pair of shiny leather boots.
"I can't see the person's face, but judging from the reflection on the boots, I can tell that the person has been taking care of his clothes every day. Neese paused and said, "If nothing unexpected happens, the people who were tied up are the slaves you said were brought in, and the owner of these leather boots is probably the buyer who bought these slaves. He's also one of the culprits behind the altar. "
The owner of the boots might be the one who set up the altar, or he might just be an insignificant minion, but he was definitely one of the culprits.
"It's hard to tell anything from this broken image. But there's an emblem on the boots. Maybe it's from a shop or a family. You can ask someone to check it out."
Since the image was too broken, Angor could not find anything useful. Dodoro knew this as well, so he quickly moved on to the second image.
The first image slowly disappeared, and the illusion nodes on the parchment began to rearrange themselves under Dodoro's control.
The second image slowly appeared.
"This is what I saw when I reached the stairs leading to the altar," Dodoro said.
The new image was slightly better than the previous one, but about four-fifths of it was still empty. Moreover, the empty spaces were irregular. There would be some gaps in the clear areas, which made the image even harder to identify.
Angor could only vaguely see the back of a man walking on the stairs.
Only a small part of the man's upper body could be seen. More importantly, the man was wearing a leather cloak. Not even a strand of hair could be seen, and there was no obvious sign on the cloak.
The information obtained from the man with the back was basically zero.
However, the man was walking on the stairs, which meant he was one of the culprits as well. Besides, he had to be someone important since he was able to get so close to the altar.
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