"No wonder the kid was able to dodge our attacks. He must have a natural ability similar to Phantasm Body," Prome said. "That's awesome. If he becomes a wizard, he'll have a wizard-level spell, and it'll be an instantaneous spell that doesn't require a spell slot."
Speaking of natural abilities, Angor couldn't help but think of someone else — Sleeping Dripping River.
She was born with the talent of "Water Metamorphosis", which allowed her to freely modify the properties of liquids. This talent was just as powerful as Phantasm Body, and it was much more versatile. The most important thing was that Dripping River was a genius and had limitless possibilities in the future.
"Let's go. Good thing we found the money bag. Or I'll kill him no matter what!" Dave thought about how he felt when he lost the money bag and wanted to slap the kid.
Prome considered and picked up the frozen Phantom Servant. It seemed he was going to take the boy away.
David asked suspiciously, "Master, are you taking him away?"
Prome nodded. "A Phantom Servant is a natural-born wizard. Rather than letting him steal, I'd rather sell him to a wizard or keep him by my side. Either way, he'll live a better life than this."
Prome was planning to dissect the boy when he had the ability to study the secrets of his natural ability. He could also extract the boy's blood and sell it for some magic crystals.
Still, he wouldn't say it out loud. He didn't want to leave a bad impression on Angor.
Angor did not object to Prome's explanation. He did find it strange, but Prome was right. It was better to be a wizard's servant than to steal from a wizard. The boy was still young, and there was still room for improvement. Angor was glad to see it happen.
Prome picked up Phantom Servant Zheng Tai, and the three of them continued their journey to Twilight Well.
Not long after they left, a Phantom Servant who looked like a noble appeared with a group of gray-robed thugs. The noble Phantom Servant sniffed the air. "That brat was here. Not far from here."
The noble Phantom Servant suddenly sneezed. "Hahahaha! Why do I feel something cold in my nose? "
A gray-clothed fighter walked up to the noble's Shadow Servant and said, "Young Master, look down and you'll know."
Ever since the noble Shadow Servant appeared, he had been holding his head up high with an arrogant look on his face. When he heard the servant's words, he lowered his head to take a look. "Huh? Why is the ground covered in frost? This was … an adept passing by! Oh no, the brat couldn't have been taken away by other adepts, could he? "
After the noble Phantom Servant exclaimed, he ordered the others to search for him, leaving only the gray-clothed fighter who had reported to him earlier. When only the two of them were left on the street, the noble Shadow Servant slapped the gray-clothed thug's face. "Were you mocking me for being arrogant and condescending just now?"
The gray-clothed thug covered his cheek where the handprint had appeared. He felt wronged and said, "Young Master, I didn't."
The noble Shadow Servant snorted and turned around to leave. "I'll forgive you this time. If you do it again, I'll kill you!"
"Eldest Young Master, where are you going?" The gray-clothed thug asked.
"Go back and report to Father. This is related to the agreement with Lord Red Lotus. We have to take it seriously." The noble Shadow Servant's voice came from afar.
"Eldest Young Master!" The gray-clothed thug called again.
The noble Shadow Servant turned around impatiently. "What is it? Are you done yet?"
The gray-clothed thug gulped. He wanted to say something, but in the end, he did not say anything.
The noble Shadow Servant humphed and continued walking. He only took a few steps before he fell to the ground. The gray-clothed thug muttered to himself, "I just wanted to remind you to look down. You're stepping on frozen ground …"
…
"Here we are," Prome pointed at the white wall in front of them.
The place where they stopped was the end of a deserted street. On both sides of the street were piles of junk. Boxes were piled up so high that they almost disappeared into the air. Right in front of them was a white wall. Behind the wall was a square iron building that occupied a large area.
"That's Twilight Well?" Angor pointed at the iron building.
Dave shook his head. "The white wall is the entrance. Wizard markets are rarely open. Most of them are in alternate dimensions. As for the building behind the wall, I think it's a theater. "
"The Enchanting Theater. It's a wonderful place." Prome added with a mysterious smile.
So that's the Enchanting Theater? Angor's eyes widened a little.
"The plays at the Enchanting Theater … Tsk, tsk. They're so beautiful. You're not kids anymore. You should go watch them when you have time. But let's go to Twilight Well first. I can't wait to see if there's a long-range weapon that can deal with undead creatures. " Prome walked to the white wall and said, "Just use your spirit feelers to touch the wall, and the entrance will appear."
As he spoke, his body slowly melted into the white wall.
"This entrance seems to be an illusion," Angor thought to himself. He followed Dave and went into the white wall as well.
As if walking through a water curtain, Angor found himself on a strange and lively street.
The people on the street wore different clothes, but they all had one thing in common — they were all releasing faint mana ripples to warn others to stay away. The shops on both sides of the street were all wizard-related shops. On the left, there was a shop selling magic plants with a sign written in a language Angor didn't recognize. On the right, there was a shop called "Mysterious Sundry", which was covered by a black cloth. On the other side, Angor saw a shop called "Lady's Juice", which was a branch of Bliss.
Almost every shop flickered with the light of a mysterious Magic Array. Firstly, it could be used for protection, and secondly, it could attract attention.
As Angor ventured deeper into the wizard market, he noticed that the layout of the buildings here was very similar to Midnight Sovereign's. The streets were all narrow and disorderly, and he couldn't see anything far away. He could only see the occasional smoke coming from kitchen chimneys.
Every few steps, he would see a red pattern coming out of a well. Behind the pattern, there was also a strange light. According to Prome, the pattern was the symbol of Twilight Well. It was a branch of a large magic array that could monitor the entire wizard market. It was controlled by several wizard families from Twilight Well, and it was used to prevent people from causing trouble.
Following Prome, they arrived at a group of buildings with a tree-shaped emblem.
"This is Brute Cavern's base. We can stay here for free with our bone cards. Of course, we can only stay in a regular room. If you pay, you can stay in a courtyard protected by a magic array, "Prome said. Prome chuckled. "I'm always here to pick up my goods, so I've rented a place here for a long time. Why don't you stay here for a few days? You don't have to go to another room."
Angor considered for a moment and nodded. He wasn't going to stay here for long anyway. There was no need to reject Prome's offer.
Prome's smile widened. "I've been learning some alchemy knowledge lately. We can talk about it together."
Angor's eyes brightened up. Synthesis and enchantment were two completely different branches. Prome wasn't interested in enchantment, but Angor was interested in synthesis. Prome's "talk" was actually Prome's way of teaching Angor a lesson. Of course, Angor wouldn't miss such an opportunity.
Angor already knew why Prome was being so nice to him. Still, Angor wasn't against it. An exchange of benefits was much better than an emotional exchange. Besides, Prome once saved his life. Even if Prome did it for the sake of profit, Angor still appreciated his kindness.
Prome's place wasn't big. It was about the same size as Angor's house in Apprentice Town. It also had three floors. However, there was a lot of space underground. Prome used it as a storage space for all kinds of materials. Most of them were low-level materials. The more expensive ones were all sent back to Brute Cavern by Prome.
"If only I had a space storage, I could take them all back. I don't have to run around every time." Prome sighed and turned to Angor. "Take whatever you want. It'll lighten my burden."
"Then I'll help myself." Angor chuckled.
"Take whatever you want. You can take them all if you can. "Prome waved his hand like a rich tycoon.
"I don't need anything else. I just want some Echo Flowers." Echo Flowers were cheap materials, so Angor would not feel guilty if he just took them from them.
"Echo Flowers? I don't have any of them here. " Prome looked a little embarrassed. "Echo Flowers are rarely used. There's a limit to how much they can record. They can record normal sounds. But they can't be used to create sound attacks. Currently, Echo Flowers are mostly used in the production of communicators. "
"Never mind then. I'll go outside later," Angor said.
After settling everyone down, Prome left in a hurry to find a weapon to counter undead creatures. Angor planned to go out and buy some materials as well. But it was already too late. He didn't sleep well last night, nor did he rest well in the afternoon. He decided to go to bed early and look around tomorrow.
Both Angor and Dave lived on the second floor, opposite each other. When Angor returned to his room, he saw Dave taking care of the young Phantom Servant in the other room.
"You're such a sweet boy, aren't you?" Angor leaned against the door and joked.
Dave pulled a long face. "It's not that I want to take care of him. Master asked me to keep an eye on him so that he won't freeze to death."
"Then just cover yourself and leave. Why are you still here?"
"That Phantom Servant's ability is too strange. I'm afraid he'll run away as soon as he wakes up. I have to watch him. " Dave had a bitter expression on his face. He was a dignified supernatural being. If he could not keep an eye on a mortal, it would be too embarrassing.
"I see. Let me set you free." Angor rubbed his hands together and walked into the room. He used a basic illusion spell to set up the room, which immediately caused the space inside to be inverted.
Dave watched Angor set up the illusion, but he was still a little confused when the illusion took shape. He was standing on his feet, but he felt like he was looking at someone upside down.
"That's not a basic illusion, is it? It can't change one's vision, can it? I think I'm standing upside down too if my head isn't filled with blood, "Dave exclaimed.
"It's a basic illusion, but it only slightly obscures the perception of space. This way, even if he wakes up and realizes that it's an illusion, he won't be able to leave the room if his sense of direction and distance is wrong, "Angor explained.
"Obscures the perception of space? Are you sure this is a basic illusion? I don't know any basic illusions like this. "
Angor tapped his head with a finger and raised an eyebrow. "Maybe I've learned a lot recently. I can use illusions in a lot of different ways."
With that, Angor tried to remove the illusion, but Dave stopped him.
"Don't. I'll find a way out myself. I can't break Melodious Illusion, but a level-0 cantrip can't trap me! "Dave puffed up his cheeks.
Angor covered his mouth and yawned. "Do whatever you want. I'm tired. I'm going to bed."
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