With Speed Spirit's help, it only took Angor one day to travel from Yali Duchy to Goman Kingdom.
When they arrived at the border of Goman Kingdom, Abelle said, "Sir, you can drop me off here. There's a White Thunder Bazaar nearby. There's a short-distance teleportation array that can take you directly to Fass Gap. From there, you can reach White Clam City."
"The Goman King's men are watching all wizard markets in Goman Kingdom, including White Thunder Bazaar. Be careful when you go there."
The bazaars in other kingdoms all had their own set of rules, which allowed them to be safe. But Goman Kingdom's bazaar had a much higher chance of getting into trouble because of Goman King. However, Goman King also wanted to use the bazaar to gather information about the major organizations, so he wouldn't do such a thing unless it was absolutely necessary. Abelle should be fine as long as she waited patiently for the teleportation.
Abelle lowered her head and blushed a little. "Thank you for your concern, sir. I'll be careful."
The Gondola landed in the forest. Abelle jumped over the edge of the boat and was about to leave after saying goodbye. Angor suddenly stopped her.
"Wait."
Abelle looked at Angor with a puzzled look. Angor considered for a moment and slowly lifted his finger, which glowed faintly.
Before Abelle could react, the light from Angor's fingertip rushed into her forehead.
Abelle had long heard that some wizards were temperamental. They killed people as if they were eating or drinking. There was no bottom line to speak of. Was Angor going to kill her? But didn't they get along so well?
Abelle thought she was going to die. She stood there for a long time, but nothing happened.
She touched her forehead. It was smooth and flat. There wasn't a bloody hole like she expected.
Her insides were fine too.
Then what was that faint light that seeped into his glabella?
"You look tired," Angor spoke to Abelle in a soft voice.
"I haven't had a good rest for more than ten days because I was wondering if I should go to White Clam City."
"Then find some time to rest. Maybe you'll have an interesting dream."
Abelle asked, "Dream? What dream? "
He didn't answer. Instead, he controlled Gondola to fly into the sky and disappeared from everyone's sight.
Abelle, on the other hand, stood there in a daze. In the end, she shook her head and walked towards the White Thunder Bazaar.
…
He leaned against the side of Gondola and began to think.
Suddenly, a spirit power slowly circled around him.
It was Soren's spirit energy. After spending some time with Soren, Angor learned some of Soren's unique language.
It used its spiritual power to express that it had sensed an uncomfortable aura from Abelle's basket.
Almost all elemental creatures were pure elemental creatures. Their radars against pollution were stronger than those of human sorcerers.
At least, he didn't think the doll was filthy. He only believed that it was made of human skin and given to Abelle for a reason.
"Don't mind it. That bit of filth is actually very little. In this world, there are things and places that are even filthier than that."
Su Ling fell silent and stopped releasing his spiritual power. Instead, he continued to steer Gondola toward their destination.
Angor looked at the unchanging scenery around him and wondered what Abelle would do next.
Of course, the beam of light that entered Abelle's forehead was not completely useless.
As long as Abelle fell asleep, the illusion would turn into a dream.
It was the same scene where he met Guina, Vonman, and her two dead friends, Angor and Chaila.
This scene, from the beginning to the end, replayed everything that these demonic children had done.
Everyone would have a different interpretation of this scene. Some people would think that these children were unforgivable, while others would think that this was the fault of the war and that they were only trying their best to survive.
Angor didn't care what others thought. He wanted to know what Abelle would do if she saw Guina's true colors.
Would she trust Guina as usual? Or did she think that Guina had an ulterior motive for befriending her?
As he thought about all the possibilities, his bracelet suddenly gave out a warm sensation.
Angor put his thoughts aside and looked inside.
When he took a closer look, he realized that Dankros had woken up at some point in time and was controlling the flames to jump around. Luckily, Angor had set up a mist illusion around Dankros. Otherwise, the flames would have melted everything inside the bracelet.
Angor quickly let Dankros out of his bracelet to prevent any problems.
Dankros' eyes lit up and tried to jump on Angor's body.
Angor quickly stopped him.
"Are you going to make me run around naked?" Angor grumbled.
Dangros was stunned for a moment. When he looked back at his body, he noticed that there were a few orange-red flames floating near his severed hand. They were like clouds of fire, lingering around his severed hand.
"W-what's going on?" Dankros was puzzled. "I didn't set anything on fire. Also, why do I feel like my head is getting heavier? "
"Your head didn't get heavier. Your broken wrist grew longer. About five centimeters." Angor looked at Sunders' arm.
Dankros rolled his eyes with all his might, trying to look at his wrist that had grown longer. However, his facial features were on his palm, so it was difficult to see the changes in his wrist.
Angor saw that Dankros was struggling, so he simply created a water mirror.
Dankros looked around in front of the mirror, sometimes moving closer and sometimes away.
"What are you doing?"
Dan Gross: "I feel like I'm even more handsome than before!"
Angor did not know what to say as he listened to the last syllable that echoed in the air. Why did Dankros become so narcissistic after only one day?
After he was done being narcissistic, Dankros recalled his initial question. "What's going on with me? Why is there a fire cloud around my arm? "
"Yes, I think so." Angor answered lazily.
Angor didn't know what exactly happened to Dankros, so he simply repeated what Tree Spirit told him.
After hearing Angor's explanation, Dankros was overjoyed. "I've grown! Professor Magoo told me that I need to experience the World Voice five more times before I can continue growing. I didn't think that I would grow up now. I'm so lucky! "
Angor grumbled, "You're not so lucky. You just got lucky because you followed me."
Dankros glared at Angor.
"Think about it. If you didn't follow me, would you have a chance to go to Tree Spirit's Pool of Life? Would you have a chance to absorb the life energy? So, you got lucky because of me. "
Dangros thought about it carefully with his small mind, and it seemed that this was indeed the case. He didn't expect to get lucky by following Angor.
If he could keep following Angor, would he grow into a powerful elemental creature like Kalomonkis?
Dankros felt happy just thinking about it.
While Dankros was daydreaming, Angor took out a piece of mithril and antique platinum and baked it in Dankros' fire cloud.
In less than five seconds, the antique platinum began to melt. Ten seconds later, the mithril turned into a pool of shiny silver liquid.
Angor raised an eyebrow in surprise. Dankros' fire was hotter than before after his evolution. At this rate, he should be able to melt wizard-level materials as well. It was just a matter of time.
"Good, good. It'll be better if you can control the fire as you wish. Dankros, your job now is to control the fire cloud around you so that you can control it as you wish. "
Dankros noticed Angor's behavior and complained, "You're just greedy for my fire."
Angor didn't deny it. "You just got something good from following me, and now you want to go against me?"
Dankros turned his head away proudly.
Angor continued, "Besides, if you don't control the fire as you wish, do you think I'll let you take over my body? I don't want my clothes to be ruined by your fire. "
Dankros thought about it and agreed. Angor was his "mount". It wouldn't be good if his clothes got burned.
With that in mind, Dankros began to control the fire cloud around him.
"I'm not doing this for you. I'm doing this for the sake of aesthetics."
Angor leaned against the side of the boat and didn't say anything. However, he was thinking to himself, 'After Dankros evolved this time, his flames have become stronger. Why did he gain narcissism and arrogance?'
So this is what they call growing pains?
Should I find a chance to write a book called The Troubles of Young Dankros for Dankros?
As Angor pondered, Gondola finally left the border of Goman Kingdom and entered the territory of Laksum Principality.
After a short period of dry land, they arrived at a scorching desert.
Laksum Principality was a famous inland desert country on Fey Continent. It was also known as the Fertile Land. However, Laksum Principality was even more desolate than the Fertile Land. At least a quarter of the Fertile Land was not a desert, while Laksum Principality was a desert.
It was also because the Laksum Dukedom was a pure desert country, and the desert was incomparably vast, so the neighboring countries were too lazy to fight over this barren land. This was why Laksum Principality was so large that even the Goman Kingdom, Yali Principality, and Evernight Kingdom combined couldn't compare to it.
It took Angor only one day to reach Laksum Principality from Parmigi Highlands. However, it would take him at least one or two days to reach the Sandworm Market from Laksum Principality. The Sandworm Market wasn't located in the center of Laksum Principality, which showed how big the principality was.
However, it didn't matter how big the principality was. It didn't have many resources, and it was always hot all year round. As a result, Laksum Principality had the least number of citizens among all the other principalities.
However, Laksum Principality did have a lot of resources for supernaturals. Extreme weather always gave birth to extreme creatures. For example, due to the terrain, fire and earth elemental creatures could be born here. Furthermore, there were a large number of strange sandworms here. These sandworms were very good extraordinary materials. Some of the best sandworms could even be used as an auxiliary agent for cultivating earth elemental magic tricks.
All these supernatural resources made the Wizard Market of Laksum Principality quite prosperous. There was even a supernatural city located in the depths of the desert.
Angor didn't need to go there this time. He only needed to visit the Sandworm Market, which was famous for its sandworm trade.
…
The boundless yellow sand, the occasional sandstorm, the bones buried in the desert, and the sound of camel bells coming from the sandstorm formed the main melody in front of his eyes.
"These bones are strange. Why are there so many ribs? One, two, three … Ah, I can't count them," Dankros' voice came from Angor's shoulder.
After a day and a night of training, Dankros was finally able to restrain the fire around his body, so he was allowed to climb onto Angor's body. Since Toby wasn't around at the moment, the shoulder territory that Toby had previously occupied was now occupied by Dangros.
Angor heard Dankros' voice as well. He looked down at the dried bones under the sand, which were blown away by the dry wind.
"It's the remains of a sandworm," said Angor as he looked at the skeleton and confirmed what it was.
"Sandworms?! They're bigger than you, and they're called worms? Didn't the illusions say that worms are small? "Dankros was surprised.
"The illusions I showed you are for worms in the mortal world. Sandworms are supernatural creatures, so they're not the same. "
Dankros wanted to say something else, but Angor quickly cut him off. "If you have any questions, you can ask them later. The Sandworm Market's camel team is here. If you miss it, you'll have to wait for another day. "
In the vast expanse of yellow sand, it was actually very difficult to pinpoint the exact location of a Magus Fair. Hence, in the various Magus Bazaars of the Laksum Duchy, there were camel teams that guided the extraordinaries into the bazaars.
He was currently at one of the Camel Stations in the Sandworm Market.
The dust in the distance did not dissipate at all. However, the clear sound of the camel bell penetrated the dust and reached Angor's ears.
They were getting closer and closer.
Finally, a team of camels riding on camels with their faces covered, leaving only their eyes exposed. They slowly walked toward Angor's direction.
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