In the end, Angor still couldn't understand what the vine was trying to say.
The only thing he knew was that the vine was friendly to him, a "wood spirit". However, it was obviously hostile toward the people behind Angor.
If it wasn't for the "wood spirit" standing at the front, the vines would have attacked them already.
Angor tried to express his friendliness by manipulating the force of nature to separate them, indicating that they wanted to go through.
The vine seemed to be confused as to why Angor chose to work with the humans.
Angor understood the sentiment and couldn't help but feel puzzled. If he could, he would have a bunch of question marks on his head right now.
Angor was puzzled because the vine didn't think that "spirits" should stay with humans?
Spirits were an extremely complex life form. Their appearance was due to luck and coincidence, as well as the right time and the right place. However, there was one thing that couldn't be questioned. The birth of spirits was closely related to humans … or intelligent life forms.
The spirits born in the wizarding world of the southern wizarding region were mostly related to humans.
For this reason, most of the spirits here were naturally close to humans.
The vine didn't seem to know about this. It believed that a pure "wood spirit" shouldn't stay with filthy humans.
Speaking of which, how did this idea get into the vine's shallow mind?
Was it because of the "wood spirit" they were looking for?
Angor couldn't help but imagine a story in his mind.
According to Daytime's description, the "wood spirit" was a strange, cowardly creature. The moment it was born, it was alone and had to face a large number of ferocious Witch's Eyes. So it pretended to be dead for many years until it finally found a chance to escape to the Stairs of Hanging Prison.
Day only used a single sentence to casually explain the situation and whereabouts of the wood spirits.
But there should be more to it.
For example, how did the wood spirit get to the Stairs of Hanging Prison?
It was understandable that the wood spirit would run toward the stinky ditch. There were only two entrances in the area filled with Witch's Eyes. One was the entrance they used to enter, while the other was the one that led to the ditch.
It was just a matter of choosing one of the two.
As for why the wood spirit couldn't smell the stench? Shouldn't it go to the other exit? He couldn't explain it, but he believed that the Wood Spirit must have been very close to the sewer. If a coward found an opportunity to escape, it would definitely head to a nearby place. The problem of whether it smelled or not was no longer important. After all, it had been able to pretend to be dead for so many years.
It was understandable that he had fallen into a smelly ditch. But how did the wood spirits find the Stairs of Hanging Prison?
He never thought about this before. But now that he saw the vines trying to get close to him, he had an idea.
The wood spirits had always been facing terrifying monsters. They had finally managed to escape with great difficulty and met a creature that they felt close to — the magical plant vines.
So the wood spirits and vines started chatting?
Angor had no idea how they got to know each other. In any case, this was just his imagination. He had to rationalize everything that he didn't understand before deciding whether it was correct or not.
The spirit of the vines was very strong. It was the collective spirit of the countless vines here. However, their minds were shallow and they didn't know much. On the other hand, the wood spirits also lacked basic education.
After their conversation, the vines were influenced by the wood spirits and realized that pure spirits shouldn't stay together with filthy creatures.
Following the guidance of the vines, the wood spirits escaped to a place where there were no Witch's Eyes — the Stairs of Hanging Prison.
This was just Angor's speculation based on the information he had. He didn't know whether it was true or not.
However, he now knew that the vines had probably come into contact with the wood spirits before. Otherwise, Angor's "wood spirit" wouldn't have attracted them to him.
Wood spirits were related to wood-type magical plants to a certain extent, but most of the time, they were subordinate. The vines would only approach the wood spirits on their own when the wood spirits showed their intimacy first. Other wood spirits would find it difficult to do so. But the same couldn't be said for the ignorant and cowardly ones.
Because of the "cowardly wood spirit", the vines treated the "wood spirit" Angor differently.
Angor had a lot of ideas in his mind. Whether they were correct or not, it didn't matter. What he needed to do now was to find a way to make the vines let them in.
The vines didn't refuse Angor's request. However, they were still reluctant to enter the illusion.
In other words, Angor was the only "wood spirit" who could enter.
Angor really wanted to use his "Silver Tongue" to persuade the vines. However, unlike Daytime, the vines didn't have much intelligence and couldn't understand a lot of words.
Angor thought about it and decided to retreat for now.
Actually, Angor was taking everyone to a place where the vines couldn't sense them.
"… That's all." Angor returned to the illusion and told everyone about his conversation with the vines. He also mentioned his speculation about the wood spirits and the vines.
After listening to Angor's explanation, Dorcas, who was also a crazy imaginative demon, began to fill in the gaps in his mind.
"You're probably right. However, if the vines were really guards like they were during the day, then they should be carrying out their duties and preventing any living beings from entering. That would definitely include the wood spirits. But they just let the wood spirits in. Maybe there's a story behind this. "
"As for now, for it to take the initiative to allow a fake wood spirit like you to enter, I reckon that the Ideological Stamp has been modified. Daytime said that the wise man often went into the Stairs of Hanging Prison to take away wood spirits. Maybe the wise man changed the vine's Thought Stamp and allowed the wood spirits to come and go, hoping that one day, the wood spirits would come out on their own. "
"But the wood spirits hiding in the Stairs of Hanging Prison are very, very cowardly. They never came out. Instead, they let you, fake wood spirit, take advantage of them. "
Angor agreed with Dorcas' explanation. But why did he feel like Dorcas was being jealous?
Angor said, "Regardless of whether we're right or not, the most important thing now is to find a way to get in."
Angor glanced around and finally fixed his eyes on Count Black.
Count Black remained silent for a few seconds and slowly said, "I understand. Fine."
Angor looked at Dorcas again. Dorcas quickly nodded. "No problem. We're good friends. I trust you won't trick your best friend."
The first sentence referred to him as a good friend, and the second sentence referred to him as a close friend. Angor didn't bother to correct Dorcas. This guy was always good at following people's words. The more you talked to him, the more certain he would be; the more you ignored him, the more he would reflect on himself.
Angor ignored Dorcas and turned to Vaay and Kael.
"I believe you've heard Count Black and Red Sword's answers." Angor continued, "It's not hard to get in. You either fight your way in, or I'll take you there."
"The latter is more suitable. If we kill all the vines, we'll only benefit those who come after us. We might even offend the wood spirits and the wise man."
"Do you understand?"
Vaay didn't say anything since Count Black already explained. Kael, on the other hand, was a little confused. "I understand, sir. But how are you going to take us there? Are you going to put us in a space storage?"
Kael glanced at Angor's bracelet.
He had a large amount of Void Algae in his bracelet, which could create oxygen and stabilize the space, allowing him to store living creatures.
However, there were many secrets hidden in the bracelet, some of which would surely shock the entire wizarding world if they were exposed. Also, they would offend the most powerful wizard in the entire southern wizarding region — Monkey.
Angor didn't want to use his bracelet to store people.
"I made my bracelet when I was still a level-2 apprentice. It doesn't have much space, and its main purpose is to reduce its presence. It can store small creatures, but it won't be enough for you two.
So, I'm going to put you in … an exile space. "
Count Black and Dorcas immediately understood Angor's plan. As long as they entered Angor's exile space, the vines wouldn't be able to find them. Meanwhile, he could enter the path covered by the vines and release them from the Exile Space.
However, there was a condition.
Angor had to be trustworthy.
Space Exile was a skill that all official Magi had to learn. It could be used to maintain an alternate space for a short period of time by using a spell model.
In the early days, the use of the Space of Exile was very simple. It was to dump some of the dregs left over from extraordinary experiments. Many of these dregs were radioactive, and it was very dangerous to dump them carelessly. Therefore, the Space of Exile was born, and it was considered a garbage dump exclusively for Magi.
Later on, with the efforts and improvements of countless Magi, the use of the Space of Exile was no longer limited to garbage collection. They could also be used to store items for a short period of time. However, they required a large amount of mana to maintain the space. Wizards would only be able to maintain the space for one or two days at most if they didn't train to replenish their mana. Therefore, they didn't have much of an advantage over space storage.
However, the only advantage of exile spaces was that they could store living creatures. As long as one had enough mana, they could store as many living creatures as they wanted.
After all, exile spaces could be constructed at any time, and the size of the space was up to the creator.
However, the larger the space, the more mana it would take to maintain a large number of living creatures. Therefore, most people wouldn't use this function.
Only wizards who returned from planar expeditions would secretly smuggle items from other worlds.
As for storing people …
There was definitely no problem with the Exile Space, but the Exile Space depended entirely on the creator. If the creator had evil thoughts, he could easily destroy the people inside by exploding the Exile Space.
Even if someone was lucky enough to survive, they wouldn't know where the space they were in was. Without any coordinates, it would be difficult for them to return.
For this reason, storing people in an exile space required trust from both parties.
It was especially important to trust the controller of the exiled space.
The Dark Earl considered for a long time before agreeing. He was also considering whether he could trust Angor or not.
In the end, he chose to trust Angor.
Of course, it was also because of his own confidence. If Angor really went all out, the Dark Earl believed that his nose wouldn't be destroyed by the space. By locating his other body parts, he would be able to return to the southern wizarding region sooner or later.
And when his nose returned to the southern wizarding region, Angor would be hunted down by the entire Noah Clan.
Angor wouldn't do such a stupid thing unless he was an idiot.
As for Dorcas, as a Bloodline Wizard who dared to talk back to the Dark Earl's nose, he probably wouldn't die from the explosion. As long as he didn't die, there was still a chance for revenge.
Besides, Angor didn't see any benefits for now, so he didn't need to "deal" with them.
After considering all these factors, the Dark Earl and Dorcas both agreed to Angor's suggestion. Unlike the others, Vale and Kael didn't think too much about the path behind the vines.
"Since you all agree, then … please come in."
Angor waved a hand, and an ancient-looking door appeared beside him.
Behind the door, it was pitch black, and nothing could be seen. This was also a characteristic of the space of exile, where one could neither ascend nor descend. It was a space that floated in the void.
The Dark Earl gave Angor a meaningful look but did not say anything. He controlled the stone tablet to fly to Vait and let Vait take him through the gate first.
Kael followed closely behind.
Dorcas was the last one to enter. Unlike the others, he kept talking.
Basically, he wanted to say that there was nothing in the exile space, and it was boring to stay in there. 'Don't you alchemists have alchemy workshops? Why don't you let us go to an alchemy workshop?'
An alchemy workshop was also a special kind of space. However, compared to an exile space, an alchemy workshop was more stable. Using alchemy, an alchemy workshop could last for a long time without consuming too much energy. It was like an alchemist's personal laboratory.
Dorcas said so, but he was just itching to talk. If he really had to go to an alchemy workshop, he would be terrified.
As long as an alchemist owned an alchemy workshop, there would be secrets in the workshop. For example, Brofen, the 'Sugar Follower' of the Moonfrost Alliance, had been secretly researching Evil Gods in his alchemy workshop. In the end, he had almost destroyed Sky Island above the inverted waterfalls. If Monkey hadn't hurried all the wizards to deal with him, Sky Island, which was the base camp of the southern region, would have been destroyed.
Even if the alchemy workshop didn't have such a secret, there were still alchemy products, half-finished products, and defective ones. The latter two seemed useless, but alchemy blueprints were also secrets.
Therefore, it was best not to go to an alchemy workshop unless invited by an alchemist.
Dorcas was a talkative person, which was why he was so talkative.
What he didn't know was that Angor hadn't built an alchemy workshop yet. He already had plans to build one, but there were other more important things to do.
For example, he needed to learn more about wizardry, which was more important than building an alchemy workshop.
As for alchemy … he could do it anywhere. Having an alchemy workshop would save him a lot of trouble, but it would only save him some trouble and keep it a secret. It was still not as good as self-cultivation.
When the talkative Dorcas also entered the exile space, Angor put Dankros and Velvet inside.
This was also a way to make them feel better.
Dankros and Velvet were both useful helpers for Angor. If he put them in the exile space, Angor wouldn't simply blow up another space.
Both Dorcas and Count Black felt a little better after hearing Angor's words.
Whether or not Angor was trustworthy was another matter. At the very least, he was someone who had his own ideas and was very observant. Whether it was intentional or not, it didn't matter. It was a sign of a wizard's self-restraint.
As far as Count Black knew, Angor's teacher had never been so considerate.
Angor and Sunders didn't seem to be on the same side.
As Count Black pondered, the gate to the exile space was closed, and their surroundings were instantly plunged into darkness.
Kael and Vaay finally realized that their lives were now in Angor's hands. It was the same outside, but it wasn't as impactful as the darkness.
Just as everyone became quiet, a bright light suddenly appeared in the silent darkness.
It was Dankros. He was releasing light and heat to illuminate the area.
With the light, both Khael and Wa Yi felt more at ease. At the same time, they began to like Angor more. Even though Angor was in the outside world, he still cared about them.
What they didn't know was that Angor didn't care about the exile space at all. Dankros did this on his own. The reason was simple. He just fainted from the stench, and when he woke up, the first thing he thought was, I'm not clean anymore.
If I'm not clean, I'll burn it!
I'll burn away all the filth and stench that entered my body.
This was the reason for the blazing flames and the blazing light ….
It was all a misunderstanding.
…
Angor returned to the vines in the form of "Tree Spirit" and told them that he wanted to enter the hole. This time, the vines didn't stop him.
With a rustling sound, a large number of vines quickly parted like snakes, revealing a hidden path on the wall that was covered with vines.
Angor wondered if this path was also a dog hole. After all, it was the size of a dog hole.
Now he was sure that it wasn't a dog hole. It was a door of normal size, and most of it was covered by the vines.
As for why the dog hole wasn't completely covered? Angor asked the vines about it.
Angor still had a hard time trying to figure out the answer. In the end, he could only guess that the vines didn't do this on their own.
As for who did this, the vines didn't give him a clear answer.
Angor had no choice but to give up. As long as he could get in, he didn't need to know too much.
Angor thanked the vines and stepped into the door.
However, he stopped after a few meters. It wasn't because he was in danger. He just forgot something.
If the vines saw the Tree Spirit before, did they know where the Tree Spirit was?
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