Normally speaking, research experiments like this required a lot of meticulous work. In other words, it required sophisticated instruments, a relevant laboratory, and a lot of time.
None of these conditions could be met at the moment.
So, Angor decided to use a slightly tricky method.
He prepared an active ore and used Fire Fusion to modify the outer structure of the ore so that it appeared like a vortex net. Next, he asked Speed Spirit to create a small wind eye that would not last for too long. With this, a simple active ore was ready to absorb the air.
With that done, Angor asked Elmi to place the active ore outside the mobile illusion.
Now, he only needed to wait for the ore to absorb the "aroma" outside.
Everyone understood what Angor was doing, but they did not know why he used an active ore. Active ores could be used to make unnatural Demon Blood Ores. They were not very expensive in the market, but they were still enough to make Dorcas' heart ache. Using an active ore to store "aroma" was like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut.
If he wanted to capture the aroma outside, he could just use a gas cylinder. Gas cylinders were used for experiments. Not only were they cheap, but they also did not have to worry about leakage.
Angor did not answer their questions.
He was going to use a "supernatural extractor", which he found in Cuolo's secret room. There was no such thing in the southern wizardry region.
It was not a big deal to tell them the reason, but it would be troublesome to explain.
Since Angor did not want to talk, the others did not ask. After all, the experiment was a private matter, and it was normal that Angor did not want to talk about it.
About two minutes later, Angor asked Elmi to retrieve the active ore.
The ore did not look any different, but the small wind eye that Speed Spirit set up was gone, which meant that the "aroma" inside the ore had been fully absorbed.
The vortex net on the ore's surface kept the aroma inside, so there was no need to worry about it leaking out.
After making sure nothing was wrong with the ore, Angor took out the supernatural extractor.
The extractor was useful, but it had a major drawback — it could only extract the supernatural energy inside crystals or ores. This was why Angor chose to use an active ore to absorb the aroma instead of using a gas cylinder.
Angor put the ore inside the extractor and began to observe it.
The others watched in bewilderment as Angor operated the machine and took out a pen and paper to record some strange data.
At first, Angor's reaction was normal. But when he wrote down a series of question marks on the paper, his whole body began to change. Sometimes he frowned, sometimes he relaxed, sometimes he was deep in thought.
This was not an analysis of the data, but rather an analysis of the results.
As people wondered if Angor had already found the answer, Angor took out the half-completed active ores from the strange device.
Next, Angor's behavior became even more confusing.
He poked a hole in the active ore, then brought it to his nose and took a deep breath.
When he was done, his eyes began to blur again as if he was about to fall into deep thought again.
But this time, before he could get into character, he was interrupted by Dorcas.
"Tell us what you're thinking, and we can help you. You're making us itchy, you're —" Dorcas saw Angor looking at him with narrowed eyes and felt a sense of danger. He swallowed his words and spat out a single word, "Bad!"
The word "bad" also reminded Angor of Clownfish's alluring charm.
Wai rolled his eyes and put his hand on his chest as if he was going to vomit.
Angor was angry at Dorcas for interrupting his train of thought. But Dorcas' antics quickly calmed him down. He did not express his emotions directly like Wai did, but he still took a few steps back and pretended that he did not know Dorcas at all.
It was a little embarrassing, but Dorcas' antics successfully pulled Angor out of his personal world.
Count Black also took the chance to ask, "You got something?"
Angor could refuse to answer other people's questions, but since it was Count Black, he could only sigh and nod.
"Sort of," Angor said.
"When we first arrived at the underground waterway, I told you that we might run into some monsters."
Count Black nodded. "I remember. Witch's Eyes, Skulls, and Glutton Flowers."
Witch's Eyes already showed up, and in large numbers. The only ones that did not show up were Skulls and … Glutton Flowers.
Count Black looked at Angor's helpless expression and realized something. "You're saying that the aroma came from Glutton Flowers?"
Angor nodded.
He was a little surprised when he came to this conclusion.
If it was just an ordinary Glutton Flower, he would accept it calmly because he already told Count Black that they might run into one. But this time, it was not an ordinary Glutton Flower. It was a Glutton Flower with a trace of nightmare aura.
Since the aroma of the flower was diluted in the air, the nightmare aura was not obvious, and Count Black did not notice it.
However, when Angor used his supernatural extractor to analyze the aroma more precisely, he found a trace of nightmare aura in the aroma.
This was why Angor was so surprised.
The presence of nightmare aura meant that this Glutton Flower was most likely from the Nightmare Realm.
Could the powerful otherworldly monster Olao mentioned be this "Glutton Flower from the Nightmare Realm"?
If so, could it be that the Glutton Flower from the Nightmare Realm came from the tunnel in Nether City? Was it a branch of the Glutton Flower King? Or was it the Glutton Flower King? If all these were true, would the Glutton Flower recognize him?
Also, the aroma in the air was so diluted that Count Black could not detect the nightmare aura. But if he really faced the Glutton Flower directly, the aura would not escape Count Black's notice.
Along the way, Angor had released the nightmare aura many times. Even his moving illusions contained the aura of the Nightmare Realm.
Would Count Black get suspicious because of this? What did the Glutton Flower have to do with him? How should he explain himself when the time came?
That was why he had been thinking about this question for a long time.
Moreover, these were not all of the problems.
Angor did not think that Olao was paying attention to him. Olao was not a member of Noah Clan, and he only came to the ruin or the Chamber of Solitude to "observe" the situation.
His real goal was not the Chamber of Solitude in the real world, but the one in the Nightmare Realm.
Now, there was a high chance that a Glutton Flower from the Nightmare Realm had shown up in front of them. Olao was the one who told him about this.
Did Olao notice that he was related to the Glutton Flower from the Nightmare Realm, so he paid attention to him?
Angor felt a headache coming on. He sensed a trace of nightmare aura inside the extraordinary extractor, and his mind was filled with questions, guesses, and all kinds of conspiracy theories.
Angor rubbed his swollen temples and suddenly felt that it was a good idea to stop Dorcas from interrupting his train of thought.
Now that he thought about it, nothing had happened yet, so there was no point in thinking too much.
He was not a wise man who needed to know everything. Besides, even a wise man could make mistakes sometimes.
There was no lack of variables in this world. Thinking too much would only trouble himself.
With that in mind, Angor shook his head to get rid of these complicated thoughts.
But before he could do that, Count Black asked another question.
"So your information is correct. There are Glutton Flowers," Count Black said in a plain tone, "But is this Glutton Flower an otherworldly monster mentioned by Olao? If that's the case, then the scope of your information is not small. "
Angor sighed in his mind. He understood Count Black's feelings. If he was in Count Black's shoes, he would also have these questions.
After all, even if he got the information from a dream, could he dream about another world?
Angor understood Count Black's feelings, but he would never admit it.
Angor kept a straight face. "Are you interested in my information again, Mister Count Black?"
Angor deliberately emphasized the word "again". He wanted to remind Count Black that they already agreed not to ask about the source of the information.
"I'm just curious. I don't mind if you don't want to tell me."
Angor smiled without saying anything. His meaning was clear. As long as it was about the source of the information, he would not reveal it.
"Are you sure this is the smell of a Glutton Flower?" Count Dark asked curiously without asking further. "Are you sure this is the smell of a Glutton Flower?"
Angor nodded. "I'm sure."
"That's strange …" Count Black muttered.
"What's wrong?" Angor was confused.
Count Black shook his head. "Nothing. It's just a little different from the other Glutton Flowers I've smelled before."
Glutton Flowers were a rare magical plant in the southern wizardry region. Especially in recent centuries, they were almost extinct.
However, there were quite a few Glutton Flowers in other worlds, especially Manda Plane.
Count Black went to Manda Plane a long time ago and smelled Glutton Flowers there. However, they were not as conspicuous as this.
Because of this difference, Count Black did not recognize it immediately. However, when Angor told him that it was a Glutton Flower, Count Black realized that it was indeed similar to one.
Although the smell was similar in general, the lingering effect was still different from what he remembered.
Maybe it was a mutated Glutton Flower? Or did he remember it wrong?
Count Black considered and did not think too much about it. Since Angor, an alchemist, already confirmed that it was a Glutton Flower, Count Black did not need to argue.
"If it's just the smell of a Glutton Flower, it shouldn't be too dangerous." Count Black pondered. "Glutton Flowers don't attack by smell. Their smell is more like a bait. Their attack method is more like a man-eating flower."
Glutton Flowers used their smell to lure their prey, then tied them up with vines or devoured them directly. Glutton Flowers had mouths, and those mouths were very large. A mature Glutton Flower could devour pythons and other small or medium prey. As for humans, it was more than enough.
Generally speaking, Devil Plants with strong bodies had a lower chance of being poisonous, while Devil Plants with high toxicity had a weaker body.
This was the difference between a melee fighter and a ranged fighter.
Glutton Flowers, on the other hand, were extremely powerful carnivorous magical plants.
Since Count Black chose "melee" as his evolution branch, he did not need to worry too much about the smell.
"But just in case, we should turn on the Purification Field," Count Black said.
Angor nodded. He did not plan to turn off the Purification Field. If the Glutton Flower they encountered this time was an "acquaintance" — no, a "cooked flower", at least the Purification Field could block the nightmare aura of the Glutton Flower for a while, giving him more time to think and come up with an explanation.
Since they did not need to worry about the smell, they began to think about how to deal with the Glutton Flower.
However, this was something for Angor, Dorcas, and Count Black to think about. Besides, they all had experience dealing with similar monsters, so they did not need to think about it. They only needed to communicate with each other to avoid getting in each other's way.
Angor did not speak much during the conversation. He only talked about how to protect the two apprentices. Dorcas and Count Black did not mind. Angor was an expert in illusions. With his mastery of illusions, he would not get in their way in a fight.
Dorcas said, "If it's just a Glutton Flower, even a wizard-level one, I can handle it. But I have a question. Do Glutton Flowers have the ability to infect undead creatures? "
No one answered, not even Count Black. He was one of the most powerful wizards in the southern wizarding region, but he was not omniscient.
However, judging from the Glutton Flower's fighting and carnivorous nature, it did not look like a parasitic monster. Among the parasitic monsters, spore fungi were the most common. From the parasitic characteristics of their spores, it could be seen that their bodies were weak, so they hoped to obtain the ability to protect their core through parasitism.
Glutton Flowers were already very strong. It was strange that they could infect other creatures.
But it was not entirely true that Glutton Flowers did not have parasitic abilities. Just like sorcerers, there were also sorcerers who practiced cross-discipline cultivation, and there were also magical creatures who developed from multiple branches.
But they were still a minority.
Dorcas looked at everyone's silent expressions and sighed. "I'm not sure now. Are we going to deal with a Glutton Flower or an Infant Spirit? Ugh."
Earlier, they believed that the "main body" was the flower, and the Infant Spirit was infected, so they only needed to deal with the main body. But now that they learned that the "flower" was actually a Glutton Flower, they were not so sure about this.
Count Black said, "Let's keep moving. When we see the Glutton Flower with our own eyes, we will know the answer."
(End of Chapter)
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