"Just hearing about Dorcas is enough to make my blood boil?" Angor mumbled to himself. "I have a feeling that something big is going to happen in this expedition."
Count Black didn't know what to say. "Just hearing about Dorcas made your blood boil? Why does it sound so weird? "
Angor suggested, "How about we put the exploration on hold for now and talk about it next time?"
Angor said as he stared at the Dark Earl's … nostrils.
Count Black knew what Angor was trying to do. Angor only said that because Count Black thought he didn't know enough. If he really wanted to do that, he would have done it at the Sandworm Market instead of coming to Billon Tree Garden.
Count Black humphed. "I don't like Sunders, but there's one thing I like about him. He doesn't beat around the bush like Rein, where I have to guess what he's trying to say. Don't learn from Rein. I'm going to slap you in the face if my hands are still here. "
Count Black's words were harsh, but they were only empty threats. Even if his hands weren't here, he could still slap Angor easily.
Angor didn't mind Count Dark's words. He chuckled. "I'm just thinking that since you're so excited about it, there must be something strange about this expedition. And the stranger it is, the harder it is to guard against it. One careless mistake and we'll all get wiped out. For the sake of the team, if you know anything else, please share it with us. It will at least increase the team's chances of survival. "
Count Black: "You already hid half of your answer. Why should I tell you everything?"
Angor replied, "I'm hiding something because my professor doesn't want me to tell others. But I can tell you that I only know a vague location of the key. I have no idea what's on the way or where we're going.
Besides, you can contact my professor, can't you? My professor can tell you the rest. "
Count Black took a deep breath to make sure Angor was telling the truth. He also guessed that Angor was hiding something about the Nightmare Realm. He considered for a moment and said, "If my bloodline is triggered, there must be something strange about the place. As for whether it's a strange creature or a strange phenomenon, we'll have to go there to find out. "
Maybe Dark Count didn't know about Augustine's death yet? He was still acting according to Rhine's plan.
Angor pretended to think for a moment. "Sir, what do you mean by 'strange'?"
The Black Earl said, "It's hard to trace, illogical, and unpredictable. That's what makes it strange."
"It sounds very similar to the mysterious item."
The Black Earl said, "Why can't the Eerie be a Mystery item? Perhaps the strange thing there is the mysterious object. "
"If it's caused by a mysterious object, then I'll have to reconsider whether or not I should go." Angor put on a serious look. If it really was a Mystery item, even Elmi would not be able to help him. Angor thought about the Mystery Fruit created by Number 03. Even Gruz's avatars couldn't stop it. How was he supposed to fight it head-on?
Count Black sensed Angor's intention and added, "I don't think so. If there really is a Mystery item that could trigger my bloodline from this far away, it would have spread its aura long ago. Why would it wait for you?"
"You're right. But there is a type of Mystery item that specifically targets those who sense it. Have you heard of the Germinal Organization, sir? " The organization would not release Mystery aura on its own. However, as long as someone uttered the words, they would be pulled into the organization no matter where they were.
"Of course I know about it. Not long ago, Rhine invited me to Brute Cavern to deal with Germinal believers, but I didn't want to go. It should be within these two days. Parmigi Highlands should be busy right now. " The Black Earl casually digressed and returned to the main topic. "The mysterious item you mentioned does exist, but my premonition tells me that it's not a mysterious item."
Dark Count's words made Angor fall into silence.
Compared to the latter part of Count Black's question, Angor was more interested in the first part.
He now understood why Tree Spirit had given him the mission, why Rhine had been so busy recently, and why Granny had said that Rhine had invited an old friend over. Everything made sense now. It was because the Germinal Organization believers had appeared in the Parmigi Highlands.
Without a doubt, they were here for Angor.
They must be doing this out of kindness … But Angor still felt it was unnecessary. They could tell him because Angor would stay away if he knew the truth.
After reading Cuolo's Chronicles and listening to Froste's description, Angor knew that it was best to stay away from people who opened the door to Germinal Organization for no reason.
"What did you think of?" Count Dark noticed that Angor was frowning and unfurling his eyebrows in confusion.
"Nothing. I'm just wondering if your hunch is wrong, sir."
Count Black gathered his energy again and let out a loud groan that made Angor's ears hurt. Clearly, Count Black thought Angor's question was challenging his authority.
Angor quickly explained, "I meant to say that Dorcas' spirit sense is very strong, and it might even turn into a talent. But his hunch was wrong. Maybe there's something else going on. "
"You think he's as good as me?"
"Of course not, sir," Angor said. Of course, he knew that his words were hurtful, but he still said it anyway. With Elmi around, Count Dark could not kill him anyway. Besides, he already told Count Black that he contacted Mister Rein, who already knew about Angor's exploration. As Rein's old friend, Count Black couldn't do anything to Angor.
"Even if I'm just a nose, I'm still better than his hunch!" Count Black spat.
Angor did not try to provoke the Count again. He still believed that Dorcas' intuition and the Count's nose should be similar, if not comparable.
Dorcas didn't have such a feeling at all, but Count Black did. Maybe Count Black had such a feeling because of the Noah Clan?
After all, that place might have something to do with Augustine, and Augustine was most likely a member of the Noah Clan.
If that was the case, Count Black really didn't know what was going on.
Angor relaxed a bit. If Count Black knew what was going on, his main body would be on the way already. Angor didn't know if Count Black would still spare him for Rein's sake.
Even if Count Black found out what was going on, Angor still had enough time to ask for help.
Granny was right behind him!
With that in mind, Angor decided not to go against Count Black's words. "If you say so, sir, I'll believe you. But just in case, I need to make some preparations. "
Now that Count Black knew what was going on, Angor needed to be prepared, whether it was a Mystery item or not. At least, he could run away as soon as possible.
Black Earl sneered. "Running away is the first thing you think of. How did Sunders teach you to do that?"
"I don't know much about my professor's teaching methods. I've only been his student for a few years, and he's always away from home." Angor was ready to draw a portable array board. "Well, I don't know much about my professor's teaching methods. I've only been his student for a few years, and he's always away from home.
Angor seemed to be following Count Black's words, but he emphasized the word "years" on purpose, which made it clear what he was trying to say.
Angor was the fastest wizard to level up in the past thousand years. No one could compare to him. Besides, he was also a member of the research department and an expert in enchantment alchemy.
Count Black almost choked when he thought about this.
None of his descendants or apprentices could compare to Angor. There was even one of his apprentices who hadn't broken through yet. The apprentice had been hiding in Renaya with Count Black's left ear for almost two hundred years. Fortunately, this mischievous disciple had entered the < Ying City Night Language > magazine. This had broadened his eyes and ears, and could be considered to be of some use.
Angor placed all the items on the table and looked outside the window. The sun was just right.
Count Black was wondering what Angor was doing when he heard Angor sighing.
"I wonder how Dorcas and Wai are doing. I'm so jealous that they can still enjoy themselves. Speaking of Wai, he looks so young. I can't do that. Not many people call me 'young' anymore. The last time I heard it, it was some asshole named Cassini who called me that. Ugh … "
Black Earl: "…" Don't think I don't know who Cassini is. I've seen him before. Isn't he just the Time Thief?
"I won't comment on anything else, but I agree that Cassini is a bastard."
Angor grinned. "But only he can see that I'm 'young'."
Black Earl: "… You're not done, are you?"
Angor feigned ignorance. Count Dark growled and flew out of the window. "I know I hate people from Phantom Island," Angor heard Count Dark's voice again.
Angor didn't know who he was talking to. Angor shrugged nonchalantly. It was good that Count Dark was gone. He could prepare for the upcoming battle in peace.
The mottled shadows of the trees slowly turned red, and then completely dimmed. The only thing left in the tree house was a flickering candle.
The candle continued to burn until the morning sun rose, and then it was blown out.
He blew out the candle, stretched his body, and continued to check his newly crafted array disc.
After making sure everything was correct, he stomped on the ground and summoned Elmi out of the shadow.
Angor tossed the array plate to Elmi. It was an array plate that could forcibly open a plane passageway. It also stabilized space to a certain extent, which increased the success rate of forcibly opening a plane passageway by at least 60%. It also reduced the time it took to create a plane passageway, which made escaping more efficient.
However, if he encountered danger during his exploration, it would be better to leave it to Elmi.
Elmi never made a mistake when it came to judging a situation. Angor believed that Elmi would use it at the most crucial moment.
After handing over the array disc, Elmi did not immediately sink into the shadows. A flower emitting a faint blue light slowly grew on top of its head. Waves of energy were released from the Blue Lantern Flower.
He sensed Elmi's voice and realized that Elmi was asking something.
It was a simple question. Angor wanted to know how to deal with X0. Back at Snooker Base, Angor met X0, a half-machine, who had great research value. So, Angor asked Elmi to drag him into Angor's shadow.
Angor had done this many times before. Whenever he found something interesting that he couldn't store in his bracelet, he would give it to Elmi.
However, Elmi had never asked a question before, but this time, he did.
Angor carefully sensed X0 inside Elmi's body. "Error in program. Location unknown. Initiating fuse."
X0 circled around and said again, "Error in fuse. Initiating fuse location again."
It kept repeating the same thing without stopping.
Maybe Elmi was tired of hearing this, so it asked Angor what to do with X0.
After getting the general idea, he calmed Elmi down and tossed a silencing scroll to Elmi, asking it to use it on X0 first.
Next, Angor placed a modified scout puppet into Elmi's shadow. This puppet could record images for a long time.
Compared to X0, Angor was more curious about Elmi's change.
Logically speaking, under the effects of the Distorted Seed, Elmi was only left with instincts, and the dominant consciousness had already been eliminated. But now, Elmi was showing emotions.
Angor wondered what happened to Elmi recently. Was there something wrong with the Distorted Seed?
This was why Angor tossed the scout puppet into Elmi's shadow so that he could observe the changes.
Angor sat in front of his desk and thought for a while. Then, he logged into the dream wasteland and left a message for Rein using the trees to briefly describe Elmi's change.
He wasn't sure if this was good or bad. Maybe Rein could give him some guidance.
After asking about Elmi, Angor logged off. He didn't mention anything about the Germinal Organization's believers. Since Rein didn't want him to know, he would just pretend that he didn't know. It wouldn't do him any harm anyway.
After logging off, Angor walked out of the treehouse.
Dorcas, Wai, and the others sensed Angor's presence and came to him one after another.
Before Dorcas could greet Angor, the stone slab on Wai's body suddenly spoke.
"You're ready to become a deserter at any time?"
The Dark Earl's nose spoke!
Dorcas, Kael, and Wai all stared at the stone slab in astonishment.
Angor chuckled. "If you call the craftsman's trump card a deserter, then everyone here is a deserter."
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