When Count Black released his Perception Sharing, Angor could sense that Dorcas' information was now much easier to read, as if it had been digitized. However, the data was only floating around Dorcas instead of spreading out. This was what Black Earl meant by "the range of the subject's perception".
Before Dorcas agreed to share his data, the data could not be read even if they were clear.
Angor's senses were so clear, and he was only the passive user. As the subject, Dorcas' senses were much more special than Angor's.
In Dorcas' eyes, Angor and Dark Earl were both covered by the same data. However, the difference was that the data on the Black Earl was gathered at one point, and this point was incomparably deep. It was like a passageway that seemed to connect to a distant and vast unknown world.
As for Angor, it was even more strange. There was barely any data on him. The data was mostly coming from the alchemy items on him, as well as his left earlobe, which was emitting waves of fire. As for his body, the only data that could be read was the illusion nodes that were faintly revolving around him. Nothing else could be read.
However, they could still see some faint green patterns on his eyes. The green pattern in his right eye was the brightest. Looking closer, Dorcas felt as if he was looking at a luxurious world.
Dorcas didn't dare to look too closely. He couldn't read the data either, but as the host of "Shared Sense", he could tell that Angor's data was similar to the Dark Count's. Both were dangerous and extraordinary.
"As expected. Angor became the brightest wizard in recent years. There must be a great secret on him," Dorcas thought to himself. At the same time, Dorcas was also thinking about something else. Sometimes, big secrets also represented the unpredictable nature of fate. Was it because of this unpredictable fate that Dorcas' spirit sense could not help him with?
Dorcas did not dare to think further. He noticed that Angor was looking at him strangely.
As the subject of "Perception Sharing", Dorcas could control the range of his perception, which meant the flow of data, but it also made the data on him very obvious.
Even if he only looked at Angor a few times and thought about something related to Angor, the data would automatically move toward Angor.
Looking at the direction of the data, it was obvious that Dorcas was thinking about Angor.
This was why Angor was looking at him strangely.
Dorcas coughed twice and hurriedly retracted his wandering thoughts. The data on his body returned to its original position, and then he gently placed his finger, which was stained with the blood from the cave, into his mouth.
Both Angor and Black Earl noticed that Dorcas' information was starting to show up on his body.
Dorcas didn't hide the information. Instead, he allowed Angor and Count Dark to check it out.
As Angor and Count Black absorbed the data, a large amount of related information began to appear in their minds.
After a long while, the Black Earl canceled the shared perception.
Dorcas sighed in relief and looked at Angor and Dark Earl expectantly. He wanted to know if they could really find out where the demon blood came from.
The Dark Earl was the first to speak. "It is indeed demonic blood, and it is rather rare in the southern region. This is because this is the demonic blood of a type of human-faced eagle from the Western Continent's Sorcerer World."
Black Earl saw that both Dorcas and Angor had never heard of the Human-faced Eagle before, so he gave them a simple explanation.
"Human-faced Eagle is a name given by wizards in the southern region. In the Western Continent's Sorcerer World, the human-faced eagle is called 'Lady of Calamity' Halvera. The name comes from the fact that human-faced eagles almost always look like females, and they are born with extremely high resistance to misfortune.
"I don't know if you've heard of Adept Disaster? He's a very special wizard from the Western Continent who uses misfortune as his power, and it's very hard to defend against him. The human-faced eagle's existence, to a certain extent, helped to contain the threat of Wizard Calamity. "
Dark Count's explanation made Angor realize why the information about misfortune was so active in his mind. He thought the demonic blood was related to the Pilgrim of Misfortune from the Abyss. He didn't expect it to be a monster from another world.
"I once had a guest in my bar who went to the Western Continent's Sorcerer World. He talked about his experiences while drinking, and he mentioned Wizard Calamity. He said Wizard Calamity was the strangest wizard in the Western Continent, and his attacks were almost impossible to defend against. I didn't think there was someone who could counter them, "Dorcas recalled.
"The strangest wizard? Not exactly. Misfortune Mages aren't the only ones who can control misfortune. Some Prophets also have ways to do so. The source of misfortune is different, but the effect is similar. So, it's very special. "
The Dark Earl was indeed a bigshot. Angor and Dorcas had never heard of such information before. So Prophets also had ways to control misfortune?
"Since the human-faced eagles are so effective against Wizard Calamity, he must want to kill them all, right?" Dorcas said, "Maybe the demonic blood here was extracted by Wizard Calamity after he killed them, and it somehow made its way to the southern region."
The Dark Earl snorted and spoke in a sarcastic tone, "You're still so naive?"
"Don't take anything at face value. On the surface, the human-faced eagles can counter Wizard Calamity's abilities, but in fact, the eagles are closer to Wizard Calamity. They hate all humans except for Wizard Calamity. "
Dorcas was surprised. He ignored the Dark Earl's sarcasm and asked in confusion, "Why is that?"
"The human-faced eagles and Wizard Calamity may counter each other, but they also help each other. Their abilities complement each other, so they can restrain each other. At the same time, they can also improve their own strength. "
In other words, it meant "the more you fight, the tougher they get". This complementation would make Wizard Calamity's ability to control misfortune stronger, while the human-faced eagles would have higher resistance against it.
"So, almost every Wizard Calamity would raise one or more human-faced eagles. Just like elemental companions, they are their close comrades. On the other hand, when other wizards are affected by Wizard Calamity's misfortune, the first thing they will think of is to transfer their own misfortune to the human-faced eagles. The human-faced eagles are resistant to misfortune, but it doesn't mean they are completely immune. So, more human-faced eagles die in the hands of other wizards. In such a situation, who do you think the human-faced eagles are closer to? "
The Dark Earl asked Dorcas, but it was Angor who answered, "They can only be closer to Wizard Calamity. However, this is also the tragedy of the human-faced eagles. Although they can live in symbiosis with Adept Calamity, at the end of the day, it was still Adept Calamity who caused the massive deaths of the human-faced eagles. It's just that it wasn't Adept Calamity who did it. "
The Dark Earl agreed with Angor's words. "That's why they counter and help each other at the same time."
However, they did not forget the main topic at hand.
"Since it's the blood of a human-faced eagle, should we find it and try pouring it into the hole?" Dorcas asked.
"I'm just an ear, not a brain. All I can do is help you confirm that it's the blood of a human-faced eagle. I don't know anything else."
It sounded reasonable. But neither Angor nor Dorcas believed the Dark Earl's words.
Each of the Dark Earl's organs had its own consciousness, which all came from his main consciousness. Maybe the brain worked faster than the nose, but the nose was also a part of the main consciousness. It could do whatever it needed to do. It was just that it specialized in different areas.
However, other than this sentence, they still believed the Black Earl's other words.
The Dark Earl was now on their side. If he found something, he would not hide it from them. So, he really did not know what to do next.
"Oh right, I need to remind you that the blood of a human-faced eagle is extremely rare in the southern wizardry region. I haven't seen it in circulation for at least a hundred years."
In other words, Dorcas's idea of pouring the devil blood into the hole was also futile.
After Dorcas understood this, a melancholy expression appeared on his face. "I thought I found a clue, but I didn't think that I would still be at a loss."
When Dorcas sighed again, Angor spoke again, "That's a clue, but I'm not sure. Since Mister Dark Earl already explained about the blood, I'll fill in the rest. "
His words caught the Dark Earl's and Dorcas's attention.
"Just now, I received some information through the shared perception. But it has nothing to do with the blood. If it wasn't for Mister Dark Earl's explanation, I wouldn't know about the human-faced eagle.
"As for the information I received, it's related to my secondary profession."
Dorcas: "Deputy? You mean an illusionist? "
"… I'm an illusionist. I mean, alchemy." Angor sighed. "Alchemy is my job."
"Whatever you say," Dorcas said. He did not know how good Angor's illusionist skills were. In fact, most wizards in the southern wizardry region did not know that either. However, Angor's alchemy ability was recognized by the research department. Now that Dorcas mentioned Angor, the first thing they would think of was alchemy genius, not illusionist genius.
But since Angor believed that his main profession was an illusionist, they would just let him be.
Angor did not want to argue about it. "Through Sense Sharing, I can clearly feel that the blood isn't as pure as it seems. There are some impurities in it."
"Isn't it normal for there to be impurities after all these years?" Dorcas asked.
Angor ignored Dorcas and continued, "I tried to construct Narda's Vision and found it familiar. It's not impurities. It's a special mineral."
Both Dorcas and Dark Earl realized what Angor was talking about.
"You mean Demon Blood Ores?"
Angor nodded. "The stain in this hole should be from the Human-Faced Eagle Blood Ores."
"Even if we can confirm that this is Demon Blood Ore, what does that prove?" Dorcas still didn't understand.
Angor pointed at the hole on the ground. "If I'm not mistaken, this hole is where the podium used to be. As for the remaining demon blood ore stains in the cave, unless it's some unimaginable imagination, the only possibility is that the material used to make the lecture table was this Human-faced Eagle Demon Blood Ore. "
"Even the weakest type of Demon Blood Ores can preserve its quality for a long time. After all, they were created over a long period of time."
Dark Earl understood Angor's meaning. "So you're saying that the podium was made from Human-Faced Eagle Blood Ores? Someone must have taken it away?"
Angor nodded. "It's Demon Blood Ore, but I don't sense any trace of alchemy. Wizards who explored this place before, unless they were alchemists, would not be able to tell the material of the table. And even if they did, they would not take it away because the value of Demon Blood Ore was uncertain."
The Black Earl said, "So, there's another possibility. The table here was taken away by an adventurer."
Angor nodded.
After receiving this clue, the Dark Earl did not hesitate and immediately contacted Wade through the Spirit Bond.
"Ask that old man Buxiu if he was still at the lectern on the podium in the hall when he came."
Wa Yi was heading to the underground cellar with Buxiu and the others when he received the message. Buxiu and the others were going to pick up Ma Qiusha and her son while Wa Yi asked for more information.
Black Earl's sudden message made Wa Yi a little suspicious. He didn't understand what was going on, but since it was his master's orders, he naturally didn't dare to disobey. He immediately explained the problem to Old Man Buxiu.
Old Buxiu looked at Wa Yi in surprise. Wa Yi had been following them all this time, and he knew what was going on in the building. The power of a supernatural was indeed hard to predict.
Buxiu didn't dare to ask how Wa Yi learned about this. He considered for a moment and said, "It was still there when I came here. But …"
A moment later, they all heard Wa Yi's answer through their Spirit Bond.
The result was quite good.
The podium was still there when Buxiu came here for the first time. Thanks to a special encounter, they discovered that the podium was made of excellent material. Even their sharpest weapons couldn't break it.
Therefore, a brute in their adventurer group pulled the desk out from the ground.
After some modifications, he turned it into a hammer weapon.
Time flew by, and the brute had already left the adventurer team. However, he had left his weapon behind for his disciple, who happened to be in the hero team. He was Ma Qiusha's husband.
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