The Wise Overseer nodded as if he agreed with Angor's explanation, but he wasn't as surprised as before.
"Just from these clues alone, you can think of the nodes of the magic array. You are very imaginative."
Angor chuckled and walked to the drawer beside the bed. "Oh, I have another idea."
The Wise Overseer narrowed his third eye. "Oh? What is it? "
"Energy can't come from nowhere. If this is the node of a magic array, where does the energy come from?"
The Wise Overseer paused for a moment before he continued, "Where do you think it comes from?"
He opened the drawer and took out an exquisite-looking wooden box, which was also made of Deep Sea Wood.
"Generally speaking, most Magic Energy Arrays are powered by magical crystals. But if it's a magic array that has a fixed location and is prepared to operate for a long time and occupies a large area, it can be supported by magic crystals for a short period of time. But once it's used for a long time, the consumption will be terrifying. At that time, the problem of energy circulation will be considered. "
Angor opened the wooden box and checked the contents.
"Magic arrays like the underground sewers will definitely consider energy circulation. How to create energy circulation and solve the problem of energy circulation can be divided into two parts: when Nether City was in its prime, and when it was in its decline.
"When the city was in its prime, there were a lot of people living underground, which naturally brought more benefits. Even if you use magic crystals, you'll still get more money than you lose. So, Nether City had many options when it was in its prime. Solving the problem of energy circulation isn't a big problem at all. Let's not talk about it for now.
"As for how the underground sewers will solve the problem of energy circulation after its decline? Based on my observation, I think the biggest source of energy circulation is the life energy provided by monsters. The filthy energy in the sewers will breed monsters, and the monsters' deaths will be fed back to the magic array. "
The Wise Overseer stopped smiling and stared at Angor.
Angor continued, "Of course, there are other ways to circulate energy. But personally, I think it's the monsters who provide the life energy. Otherwise, with the Magic Array's ability, it could completely eliminate the monsters in the underground sewers. Why would it leave them alive? "
"If the magic array outside can provide life energy for the monsters, why can't the Stairs of Hanging Prison do the same? Even during the prosperous times, to the residents of Nether City, the Stairs of Hanging Prison only imprisoned felons. It serves them right that they did something before they died. "
"So, I think the energy source here is provided by the criminals who used to be here, right? They didn't do it willingly. They were forced to become 'energy generators'.
"Here, the furniture made from Deep Sea Wood is for energy conduction. But it also means that there used to be a criminal who used to study nature arts. Perhaps it's a nature adept, or perhaps it's a supernatural creature filled with the power of nature? "
The Wise Overseer's words finally... "You're's words's... but most of the time.. . there, where did you come from? where you came from???????????
"But the strange thing is that the answer you got in the end is very close to the truth. I'm very curious, how do you get it right every time? "
The Wise Overseer believed that Angor was a smart and capable young star with a strong background.
But he still couldn't hide his naivety. Still, the Wise Overseer believed that it wouldn't be too hard to see through Angor's tricks.
But now, his body was shrouded in a thick layer of mist.
The Wise Overseer didn't care about Angor's conclusion. He was more concerned about how Angor came up with such a conclusion. Was Angor really a descendant of Noah? If not, what was his purpose in coming here?
This sudden loss of control caused the Sovereign of Wisdom to feel somewhat uneasy.
"My guess came from the place, and the connection came from the object," Angor said in a plain tone. "That's my basis."
Guess came from the place? By the place, you mean the sewers? Or the sewers?
The connection came from the object? And by the object, you mean the Deep Sea Wood?
The Wise Overseer frowned. He had a feeling that Angor wasn't telling the truth, but he couldn't prove it.
"What's your name?" The Wise Overseer pondered.
"Why do you want to know my name all of a sudden?" Angor gave the Wise Overseer a curious look. The Wise Overseer didn't explain.
"I don't know who you're thinking about, Overseer. But I don't think I'm related to those names in your mind."
With that, Angor stood up and patted the dust off his hands. "Let's go. The wood spirit isn't here."
Kael glanced at the Wise Overseer and saw that the Wise Overseer didn't say anything else. "Sir, there are still a lot of places to explore."
The room wasn't big, but it still took some time for Angor to scan every inch of it.
Kael also noticed that Angor only checked one thing, which was the wooden box in the drawer beside the bed. He did not check the rest of the items at all.
Kael didn't understand why.
"This place used to be a prison for a logger, who was sucked dry by the magic array. The wood spirit must have noticed it. Even if this place is safe now, I don't think it's going to stay here. "
After all, the wood spirit didn't know if the magic array would change the method of obtaining energy. If it didn't change, wouldn't it be repeating the same mistake as that Nature-type criminal if it stayed here?
Seeing Kael's confused look, Angor asked the Wise Overseer, "Have you ever found a wood spirit here before, Overseer?"
The Wise Sovereign: "Since you've already 'deduced' it, why ask me?"
Angor shrugged and silently told Kael, "Just watch."
"Let's go."
Since the Wise Overseer agreed, Kael didn't object this time. He followed Angor and prepared to leave.
On the other side, Dorcas came to the wooden box Angor used to check the contents out of curiosity.
"You were looking at it so carefully. I thought there was something good inside. But there's nothing, "Dorcas muttered as he walked back to Angor.
"Wooden boxes made from deep-sea wood can be preserved for a long time due to energy conduction. But the things inside aren't so lucky," Angor said. "Time took away everything, including those forgotten stories."
Forgotten stories? Dorcas didn't know what to say. "You sound like you know the story."
Angor smiled but didn't say anything. He sighed in his mind.
So he really did know the story.
Or rather, the Wise Overseer learned all the details from this story.
…
Not long ago, when Angor visited Sisya in the dream wasteland, he asked about the destruction of the first floor as well as other questions about the Stairs of Hanging Prison.
Sisya only knew a little about the Stairs of Hanging Prison. She knew a lot about the important things, but she didn't know much about the details, such as the details of each floor.
However, Angor knew a lot about the details that Sisya didn't know.
Back in the Nightmare Realm, Angor visited most of the rooms in the Stairs of Hanging Prison. The only ones he didn't enter were the derivative spaces. He was still a mortal back then, so it was normal that he couldn't find the entrance to them.
Angor knew a lot of details, but he couldn't understand most of them.
For example, Angor once found a thin booklet in a room on the first floor of the Nightmare Realm.
The booklet was kept in a wooden box inside a short cupboard. It had been eroded by time, but there was still a copy in the Nightmare Realm.
Angor used his hologram tablet to record the contents of the booklet, but he couldn't recognize any of the words. His Proficiency in Language Proficiency couldn't identify the words on the booklet either. Even if he knew these details, he couldn't do anything about it.
While talking to Sisya about the Stairs of Hanging Prison in the dream wasteland, Angor remembered this. He used an illusion spell to simulate the booklet and asked Sisya to identify it.
In the end, it was confirmed that this was the Uisu language.
Sisya roughly translated the words in the booklet, which allowed Angor to know what happened in the room on the first floor.
Just as the Wise Overseer said, Angor's deduction was flawed. This was because his deduction was based on the premise that he already knew the result. It was a compilation without any cause or effect.
In the room on the first floor, there was once a prisoner who was an elemental nature sorcerer.
The booklet in the wooden box was a diary.
Every entry in the diary was filled with hatred and resentment. As Angor said, he was used as an energy source. His energy was being drained day and night to supply the magic array.
Day after day, year after year. In the end, the nature wizard was completely "eaten away". The last page of the diary contained the wizard's last words.
It recorded his regrets, his love, his resentment, his helplessness, his regret, his hope, and his hatred.
However, not long after his death, the city of Nether City was turned into ruins.
In the end, no one ever read his diary. As time went by, the diary was eventually buried in the cracks of time and turned into a pile of ash.
If Angor didn't see the projection in the Nightmare Realm and recorded the diary using his hologram tablet, no one in this world would know about this wizard's story.
At first, Angor didn't care about the story at all.
From start to finish, the Nature Magus had never mentioned his name, nor did he mention why he was locked up. Angor didn't even know if the man was a good or a bad person.
However, when he came to the room and looked at the rotting props and the shiny Deepsea Wood, he suddenly remembered all the complaints filled with hatred and tears.
Time was merciless. People, things, and things that were forgotten by time never had a chance to be reborn.
Angor didn't feel sad about this. Instead, he was thinking about his future.
Would he also be buried in time in the end?
Angor didn't want to think about it, but it seemed that no one could escape the punishment of time.
Truth, could it?
"Why don't you take it out?" Someone suddenly whispered into his ear, "Why don't you take it out? Maybe you can lure the little fish by using it as a bait. "
The first thing Angor saw was Dorcas, who kept winking at him.
Looking at Dorcas' expression, Angor knew what he was trying to say.
Since Angor knew that the wood spirit's original form was a cane, why didn't he use the cane to lure the spirit?
Angor didn't mean to do that. He just thought that he would have to go back anyway. When he was sure that there was no path ahead, he would use the cane.
This way, he could buy himself some time and not expose himself so quickly.
Now that he thought about it, it didn't matter whether he was exposed or not. The sage already confirmed that he wasn't Noah's descendant, so it wouldn't hurt to use the cane.
Without hesitation, Angor took out the four-in-one accessory on top of the cane from his bracelet and shook it. Smoke rose from it.
When the smoke dissipated, a black body of the cane appeared under the accessory.
The accessory on top of the cane was real, while the body of the cane was an illusion. It looked exactly the same as the one Butler Goode saw in the painting of the Igulo Family.
Angor took out the cane and walked to the stairs without saying anything.
The sage behind him was surprised when he saw the cane in Angor's hand.
He felt that the accessory on top of the cane looked familiar, especially the carving on the handle that looked like a symbol. Where did he see it?
While thinking, Sage followed Angor up the stairs again.
Angor still had to walk step by step to reach the second level, but this time, they were much faster. In less than three minutes, they arrived at a new platform.
However, when everyone stepped onto this new platform, apart from the Black Earl and the Wise Sovereign, everyone else was stunned.
Even Angor was taken aback by the question.
This was because there was no familiar door on this platform, only a flight of stairs that led upwards.
Was this not the second level? Was it just a transfer platform? While everyone was still wondering, Angor turned around and looked into the void.
"Is there something over there?" Dorcas asked.
They couldn't sense anything outside even if they used their spirit energy. The only thing they could do was look with their eyes.
Dorcas didn't see anything strange with his eyes, so he had to ask.
"There's a path over there?" It was Khael.
Khael walked to the edge of the platform. When he reached the edge, he hesitated for a moment and stepped into the air.
He didn't fall down. Instead, he stood firmly in the air.
Dorcas' eyes lit up. "There really is a path!"
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