Midnight Sovereign was one of the most prosperous cities in the world.
After entering the city, Angor realized that he had underestimated the intelligence of mortals.
Unlike Goldspink City or any other city Angor had visited before, Midnight Sovereign had a lot of unimaginable things built in its small space.
For example, the most common building element in Midnight Sovereign was the aerial staircase.
On the narrow street, which was about three meters wide at most, there were iron and wooden buildings on both sides. The aerial staircase was the only thing connecting the two buildings. The aerial staircase was only a small part of the city. The streets of Midnight Sovereign were not wide, but almost every street had an aerial staircase, which was decorated with flowers and plants, which gave the city a sense of security.
Back on Earth, Angor saw similar structures, such as skybridges.
Brute Cavern also had similar structures, such as the aerial corridor.
However, the staircase in Midnight Sovereign was different from the ones above because it was usually very short and not enough to be considered a bridge. On the narrow streets, it was just enough to connect two buildings. Therefore, the requirements for architects were not high, and the technical requirements were also very low.
But no matter how low the technology was, if the entire city was filled with stairs in the air, it would become another kind of wonderful scenery.
For example, in the documentary "One Man, One City", there was a quaint cathedral in a modern city. Angor glanced at it, but he did not feel anything special about it in a city with diverse architectural designs. Later, he saw a movie about a small town in which the buildings were all dome-shaped Byzantine buildings. The domes, spires, and delicate walls were placed among the lush greenery. The unified style of the buildings gave Angor a sense of wonder.
Midnight Sovereign was the same. The aerial staircase in Midnight Sovereign was nothing special, but when Angor looked around, he saw many other aerial staircases. They all had different styles and materials.
From time to time, people would come out of the staircases with washed clothes and hang them on the railings. When the wind blew, the colorful clothes looked like colorful flags from afar.
Angor's first impression of Midnight Sovereign was that it was a prosperous city full of life.
It was beautiful from afar, but when he looked closer, he would often see the filth under the beautiful surface.
Angor's good mood when he stepped into Midnight Sovereign turned sour when he saw the citizens fighting each other over trivial things for the umpteenth time.
As expected of the ferocious Subhumans. Conflicts and conflicts were happening all the time.
Angor didn't care about the argument between civilians. He simply sighed in his mind and followed Prome to Twilight Well.
Along the way, Angor saw many interesting things about Midnight Sovereign.
The Subhumans were the true rulers of Darkivil Empire. However, there were also many strange races in the underground world. Some of them were even born with talents. Angor saw many strange-looking races. Some of them had humanoid forms, such as lion heads, human bodies, pink dwarves who were half his height, and some had long tails and long bones.
"They're only humanoids. They're still different from real humans," Prome said.
"I heard there are humanoids in other planes as well. Do you know what's the difference between them and the humanoids?" Angor asked.
Prome considered for a moment. "I don't know much about that. But there should be a difference. Humanoids in the wizarding world are still condemned by the Supreme Cult, but they can still learn wizardry in certain places. As for the humanoids of this world, they are absolutely forbidden from learning any Magus Arts. "
"I also heard that creatures from other planes will be rejected by the world's consciousness. Is that true?" Angor suddenly asked.
"It's true. I once saw a creature from another plane. Because it was rejected, its flesh and blood dried up like a dried corpse. It looked very terrifying. "
"Then, is there any way to get rid of the power that's rejected by the world's consciousness?"
Angor acted as if he was just curious, but his heart skipped a beat.
Last time, he did not ask Sunders about it because he missed the chance. Now that he finally had the chance, he hoped to get an answer.
Angor had high hopes. He believed that Prome, who had been in the wizarding world for many years, should know something about it. However, the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment. Prome didn't even think about the question. He answered without hesitation.
"I don't know. Why do you ask?"
Angor forced a smile. "I'm just curious."
Prome did not mind. "There should be a way. But I think only wizards know about such secrets. Apprentices can't possibly know about them."
Angor mumbled something and did not say anything else.
On his way to Twilight Well, Angor passed by a quiet alley when he suddenly felt something loosening around his waist. He looked down and saw that his money pouch was gone.
He looked around, but there was no one in the alley.
"What's wrong, Angor?" Dave asked when he saw Angor's serious expression.
"My money pouch is gone!" Dave suddenly yelled, "My money pouch is gone too!"
David's face turned ashen in an instant.
Angor's money pouch only contained a small amount of magic crystals and a single-use space capsule. The real money was in his bone card. The bone card was in his chest pocket, and Toby was stepping on it, so Angor did not panic. However, Dave put both his bone card and magic crystals in his money pouch, which meant he was done for.
"The thief is still here?" Angor heard Dave's voice and quickly placed Grease on the ground.
As expected, Angor heard someone yelling, "Shit! It's a wizard!"
A series of black footprints appeared on the ground, revealing the thief's location.
Before he could take the thief down, he saw Dave unleashing a glint of metal from his fingertip at the thief.
The thief was still invisible, but the footprints on his feet were enough to reveal his location. Dave's spell should be able to hit him. Angor thought to himself.
However, what he didn't expect was that when his attack reached the thief, it went right through him and didn't hit the thief.
"He has no physical body?" Angor wondered.
As Dave attacked, Prome made his move as well. A large area of effect Frost turned the ground into a cold white color.
The sudden drop in temperature and the ice shards on the ground forced the thief to stop. The footprints also slowed down.
Prome's next attack arrived as well. Several ice blades sliced at the thief, but just like Dave's attack, they went right through the thief's "invisible" body but failed to hurt him.
"Illusory Body?" Prome frowned. "No, that's a wizard's spell. If he's a wizard, he can easily crush us."
Dave almost burst into tears when he saw the thief was about to leave the range of Frost.
Angor reached out his right hand and snapped his fingers.
With a crisp snap of his fingers, a blizzard illusion was created based on Prome's Frost Descent.
Angor pulled Dave and Prome out of the illusion and pointed at the footprints in the distance.
"He's trapped. For a single attack, he seems to be able to dodge it in a state similar to Illusory Body. Look, when you attacked him just now, the oil print on the ground disappeared for a moment, but it reappeared in the next second. So that state won't last for too long. As long as you continue to attack him, you can hit him. "
Dave also noticed the footprints on the ground and tried to attack the thief with spells.
Angor stopped him. "Don't waste your mana. He won't be able to escape the illusion. He won't survive the Frost on the ground."
Just as Angor expected, he heard someone crying in a trembling voice. "I'm sorry, Mister Wizard. Please let me go. I'll give you back your money. Please, let me go. "
As the voice faded, two money pouches appeared on the ground.
Angor grabbed them with Hand of Spell. Dave checked the pouches and sighed in relief after making sure everything was still there.
However, the thief didn't show up. He kept begging them to stop the illusion and the frost in his trembling voice.
The three of them ignored him. After about five minutes, a figure in a long robe suddenly appeared, and then fell to the ground as soon as he appeared.
"I think he's frozen," Angor said.
"You showed up? I'll kill you for stealing my money pouches! "Dave rushed to the thief, grabbed his robe, and flipped him over.
When he saw the thief's face, his hand froze in the air.
Angor and Prome joined them at the same time.
"A kid? But he didn't sound like one … "Angor noticed that the pale face of the thief was a little boy who looked much younger than Salum. Angor estimated that he was only seven or eight years old.
Dave wanted to kill the thief, but he couldn't bring himself to do it when he saw that the thief was just a kid. Dave was a cunning and stingy person, but since Angor was willing to befriend him, they shared certain values.
At least Dave had his own bottom line. For example, he really couldn't kill a kid.
After dragging the thief for a while, Dave sighed and brought him out of the range of Frost.
"Fine, we'll get the pouches back. Whether he lives or not is up to fate." Dave didn't kill him, but he wasn't going to save him either. He tossed the boy into a corner and left.
"Some kids are even scarier than adults," Prome suddenly said.
"Because they don't know what's right or wrong yet. They don't know what's good or evil. Their evil is pure evil without any distracting thoughts." Angor didn't really care about what was pure evil and what was mixed with complicated emotions. What mattered was whether the evil could affect him or not.
Angor glanced at the kid in the corner and saw a strange pattern on his neck.
He moved closer to take a closer look, and a strange expression appeared on his face. "This is …"
Angor noticed that the pattern was similar to the one on the masks of Phantom Servants.
"A Phantom Servant," Prome said. "He's a Shadow Servant with a special ability." Prome pointed out the Shadow Servant's identity.
Prome's expression turned strange. "The Shadow Servants are a native race of the Darkivil Empire. They're born with abilities and are usually in a leadership position. How did this kid end up as a thief? "
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