Angor already had some guesses in his mind, but they all had to be based on a certain premise.
That was, the wood spirit was behind all of this.
Angor believed that the wood spirit was behind all of this, but he couldn't rule out other possibilities, such as the blonde woman in the painting.
Unfortunately, Angor couldn't find out who was behind all of this yet.
However, finding out the truth wasn't his priority right now. As long as he could achieve his goals, he didn't mind not knowing the truth.
For example, Angor's goal was to find the wood spirit. Knowing the truth had nothing to do with it. As for the wood spirit's location, Angor already narrowed down his options.
If he wasn't mistaken, the wood spirit should be on the second floor.
…
About a minute after leaving the fork, Angor's group saw the first room floating in the air.
Angor looked around and didn't find anything useful, so he kept moving forward.
Soon, they found the remains of the second and third rooms. It sounded like there were already three rooms on the right path, but that was not the case. The remains of the three rooms were all different from each other. However, since he once visited the complete Stairs of Hanging Prison in Nether City, he could tell that the furniture in the three rooms came from the same room.
In other words, it was very likely that the remains of these three rooms were disassembled from one large room. They were originally one unit.
Perhaps because they were once one, even the degree of poverty was exactly the same. There were still no clues in the wreckage of the second and third rooms.
After leaving the wreckage of the room, they continued to move forward.
Not long after, Angor suddenly heard someone whispering in his ear. When he turned around, he saw that Wa Yi had appeared beside him out of nowhere.
Vael saw Angor looking at him and quickly signaled Angor to look behind.
Angor looked back and saw the Wise Man standing at the end of the group with his head lowered, as if he was thinking about something. Even the third eye on his forehead was narrowed into a slit.
Vaey moved closer to Angor and whispered, "He's been like this for a while. Maybe he's planning something. Be careful, sir."
Angor didn't expect Vaey to come here just to tell him this. This young apprentice sure is loyal. But …
"You can't keep your voice down. He can still hear you."
Vaey's expression froze.
"But it's just that the Wise Man's mind is temporarily detached from the illusion."
Vaey's eyes lit up. "Does that mean he didn't hear what I said?"
Angor shrugged. "I'm not sure. However, compared to this, you should be more concerned about whether something has happened on your side. "
Angor gestured Vaey to look at Count Black and Dorcas.
Wa Yi turned around and saw that his master had fallen to the ground, motionless. As for Dorcas, he was in the same situation as the Wise Sovereign. His head was lowered, and he looked like a walking corpse. Clearly, his mind had left the illusion.
The fact that two official Magi had separated their minds from the illusion meant that some unknown changes had occurred in the outside world.
"It can't be … the Sovereign of the Wise took advantage of our unpreparedness to attack our true bodies, can it?" A look of panic appeared on Vale's face.
Angor shook his head. "Don't worry. He didn't do anything."
Both the illusions Angor left outside and Elmi, who was hiding in the dark, could provide him with information. Neither Elmi nor the illusions were attacked, which meant the Wise Man didn't do anything.
Still, it was strange that both of them left at the same time.
Angor considered for a moment and removed the Spirit Bond. Then he quickly contacted Count Black and Dorcas.
"Now you're asking me? I've been calling you for a long time." Dorcas' voice came from the other side of the Spirit Bond.
At this moment, the Black Earl also replied, "Just now, the Wise Sovereign suddenly left the illusion. I sensed something strange and came out to investigate. I discovered that he had left."
"He left?!" "Does that mean we don't have to fulfill any requirements?" Vaey asked.
"I'm sorry. He's back while we're talking."
Just as Dorcas finished his sentence, Wa Yi heard a familiar voice by his ear.
"Yes. Sorry to disappoint you. I'm back."
Vaey jerked his head around and saw a young man with three of his eyes narrowed into slits as he smiled.
"The Wise Man of Wisdom!"
The Wise Man gave Vaey a meaningful glance. "I left for a short time, but I didn't completely remove my mind."
The corner of Wa Yi's mouth twitched. "Lord, Lord Ruler, what do you mean by this?"
The Wise Man smiled. "I'm just saying that he's right. I can hear you even if you keep your voice down."
Vaey's expression froze again.
However, just as Wa Yi was about to break down, a large amount of nightmare energy gathered around his body and formed a ring around him, enveloping him tightly.
As soon as the nightmare aura appeared, the Wise Overseer shifted his attention away from Wail and looked at Angor again.
"I knew your illusions could sense emotions. But I didn't think they could be hidden as well." The Sovereign of Wisdom smiled. "However, even if you were able to conceal his emotions, some information would still leak out."
The Wise Overseer spoke slowly, "The power of the earth is abundant, but it's not. He's also a descendant of Noah, right? "
Vaey's eyes widened in shock. Did he just get tricked? Did the Wise Man leave just to distract them so he could find a loophole and find out more information?
"You don't have to guess one by one, Wise Man. You can think of all of us as Noah's descendants."
"What if I told you that Noah's descendants might not end well, while those who aren't Noah's descendants might have a better chance of survival? Would you say something like that again? "
Angor stared at the Sage in confusion for a few seconds before he suddenly chuckled.
"I thought the Wise Man was more of an arrogant man. But it looks like I overestimated you."
Arrogance was a sin, but ignorance was an even worse sin.
"What do you mean by that?"
"Nothing. I'm just thinking about something my mentor taught me. Things are different now." Angor shook his head.
With that, he turned around and left without saying anything else.
Count Dark and Dorcas were already back, so he didn't need to stay here. His priority was to find the wood spirit. As for the Wise Man's words, he would just ignore them.
Noah's descendants might not end well? In other words, Noah's descendants might die.
But if Noah's descendants did die here, the Wise Man wouldn't be able to stop the huge wave that would destroy Nether City.
In the past, Nether City was glorious. The Noah Clan, on the other hand, was just an insignificant Adept Clan in Nether City.
Ten thousand years had passed, and Nether City was now a pile of ruins, while the Noah Clan had become a colossus.
Considering all this, the Wise Man still treated it as the past. His vision was outdated and ignorant. The Noah Clan now had powerful fighters, resources, and connections. Goman King wouldn't say anything even if the Noah Clan took control of thousands of kilometers around Nether City, let alone Nether City.
Once Nether City was under the Noah Clan's nose, the Wise Man could still let it go. However, if it was scabies or mosquito blood, the city would be destroyed.
Nether City might still have some resources left, and there might even be more powerful fighters who hadn't awakened yet. However, if Nether City insisted on defending the ruins, it would lose in the end.
Due to the problem of their foundations, it was not realistic to forcefully wipe out Nether City. However, it was not difficult to slowly erode it bit by bit.
This was why Angor said that things were different now.
Arrogance was fine, but ignorance would only make people laugh.
…
Wai didn't expect Angor to go against the Wise Man like this. Also, he seemed to be the "fuse"?
Wai was a little worried that the Wise Man would go crazy, but he also felt something else. Ah, Mister Super Dimensional is my idol!
On the other hand, the Wise Man lowered his head and put on a pensive expression as if he had lost his mind again.
However, this time, neither the Black Earl nor Dorcas left the illusion. This time, the Wise Man was really deep in thought.
Maybe it was because of what he said just now?
Regardless of whether it was true or not, if the Wise Sovereign could come to his senses and abandon his arrogance and prejudice, it would be a good thing for them. But if he couldn't, they would have to get ready to run away.
As Angor was thinking, he heard Kael's voice.
"Mister, there's a room over there!"
The reason why Kael cried out in surprise was because the room this time was completely different from the ones he had encountered before.
It wasn't on the path of the real world. Just like the floating ruins they saw before, it was floating in the air.
However, this room was still nearly 90% intact.
At first glance, it didn't look like a ruin at all. Instead, it looked more like an old house that was covered in dust.
It was precisely because of its uniqueness that Kael was so surprised and … pleasantly surprised.
Even if the wood spirit wasn't inside, it was still a good thing. There must be a lot of ancient traces inside. This was a feast for archeologists.
Kael couldn't wait to step into the room.
However, for safety's sake, he still signaled for Angor to enter first. After making sure there was no obvious danger, Kael flew inside.
Angor didn't enter the room right away. Instead, he looked at Count Black. "This is the last room on the second floor, right?"
Count Black nodded. "Yes. It's a dead end."
Angor compared the resonant coordinates he sensed earlier and confirmed that there was a resonant point in this room.
If the wood spirit was the one who created the resonant point, there should be traces of it here even if it wasn't here.
With this thought in mind, Angor stepped into the room as well.
…
The room had two floors. The first floor was mostly in ruins, with broken items scattered everywhere. However, compared to the other rooms, there were a lot more "recyclable" items here.
For example, floor tiles, sand beds, oil lamps, ghostfire … all of them had supernatural properties and could be considered as supernatural materials.
Individually, they weren't too expensive. But if Angor wanted to buy all of them, they would be worth a fortune.
Dorcas' desire for the room was obvious from the way he looked at it.
However, no matter how much he longed for it, he could only look and not take it. After all, he was just an illusion. However, Dorcas had already secretly decided that it would be his turn next time. When he came to explore the Stairs of Hanging Prison, he would definitely sweep this place clean.
In order to maximize his profit, Dorcas even tried to persuade Kael not to take anything from the room. In that case, when he came to plunder them, they would all belong to him!
As for Angor, Dorcas didn't try to stop him at all. First of all, Angor was still blocking him from speaking. Second, Angor wasn't interested in these things anyway.
Dorcas' plan was perfect, but he didn't consider the possibility of Angor finding the wood spirit in the first round. What if there wasn't a third round?
After exploring the first floor of the room, they came to the staircase.
They didn't go up immediately because Count Black was flying at the top of the stairs. His nostrils were pointing at the banisters on both sides of the stairs.
There was a row of thorny vines hanging on the banisters.
"Are those Bloodsucking Vines?" Vael asked curiously, "Are they alive or dead?"
Kael carefully sensed the vines and answered, "I think they're dead. There's nothing alive about them. But why do I feel like something's wrong with them? But I can't tell what's wrong. "
Unable to figure it out, Kael looked at Angor for help.
"You think something is wrong because … it's fake."
"Fake?" Both Kael and Vael looked at Angor in surprise.
Angor nodded. "Yes, they're fake. If you look closely, you'll see that they're carved out of wood, not vines. "
Count Black agreed. "They're carved. But I didn't pay attention to the details when I came here. Now that I think about it, the vines fit perfectly with the banisters. It's almost like they were made for me."
"But the colors and styles don't match at all. It doesn't look like something that originally existed in this room. It's more like … "
"Someone put it in."
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