The hair was about half a meter long and slightly smaller than an adult's little finger. It was quite conspicuous on the dark ground.
Angor noticed it from far away.
He carefully summoned a Hand of Magic and picked up the hair from the ground.
Before he could analyze the hair's composition, he sensed the violent aura lingering on it.
He sensed the same aura from the people who were running for their lives. Without a doubt, from the nature of the pressure, one could tell that the blue hair came from the gorilla that had attacked the Birun Tree Courtyard.
However, compared to the aura, Angor was more interested in the strange power contained in the hair.
"Rune power … And it's the kind that prevents the world's consciousness from eroding."
Angor wasn't familiar with runes. Runes weren't a popular subject in the southern wizardry region. The Supreme Cult was always trying to suppress and control the subject.
However, although he was not familiar with the power of inscriptions, he was very familiar with the power of inscriptions that concealed the will of the world. Back then, Angor tried all kinds of methods to slow down Jon's illness, but only runes of this nature worked.
"Runes that can block the world's consciousness are usually used on illegal aliens or important otherworldly creatures. Why does the hair on the blue gorilla have this kind of power?" "That gorilla is a monster from another world?" Angor muttered in a low voice. "Is that gorilla a monster from another world? If it's like this, then could the attackers this time be related to the powers of the Outerealm? "
If that was the case, Starry Street would be in big trouble this time.
After all, the attackers came from Starry Street. If an alien organization showed up in Starry Street, the Supreme Cult wouldn't just let the Didias Family go. Even the Evangelist might be affected.
He decided not to think about what would happen next. Just looking at the current situation, he felt that something was not right.
Angor already knew that the attackers' first target was the Shark Planet Pureblood Guild. But was it really worth such a big effort to deal with a private guild like Shark Planet?
Moreover, it was extremely likely that the demonic creatures they used were from outside the realm. Wasn't that just courting death?
Or maybe the Shark Planet was just a small target, and the real target had not been exposed yet?
As he pondered, a gentle breeze came from afar and ruffled his sleeves.
"Speed Spirit?" Angor sensed a familiar presence.
A faint thought came from the breeze.
It was indeed a Speed Spirit. However, it was too small for a single wind to carry enough consciousness. It could only move according to its orders.
And the order this breeze received was to lead the way.
Of course, Angor was the one leading the way.
Angor couldn't get any detailed information from the wind, but Speed Spirit must have found something since he sent it here as a guide.
He did not linger. Instead, he followed the guiding wind and moved forward quickly.
The further they went, the more serious his expression became.
This was because he noticed that the guiding wind was leading him to the direction of the arena … Could it be that Kael was actually involved in the ambush?
With that in mind, his expression changed and he picked up his pace.
The breeze and shadows could not be seen with the naked eye in the darkness. Only the rustling of the wind could be heard as they flitted through the air.
Half a minute later, Angor landed on the ground.
Angor relaxed a little when he saw his surroundings. The wind did not take him to the arena. At this moment, they were coincidentally in the Bilos Council Hall, which was one of the six official buildings that everyone had mentioned earlier.
The wind brought Angor to the door of the hall.
Wind didn't need to say anything to know what he was trying to say.
There were remnants of Kael's pheromone left on the armrest of the iron door.
But judging from the density of the pheromone, it should have been left here half an hour ago.
The hall was protected by a special magic array, which prevented Speed Spirit from entering. He could only send a wisp of wind to find Angor.
"The hall is sealed. And it should have been sealed recently." Angor used the energy flow of the magic array to get more information. "Someone must have sealed the magic array on purpose after the ambush."
This magic array was not sealed from the outside, but from the inside. Moreover, this magic array was controlled by a secret key … This meant that the person who sealed the magic array should be someone from the Biros family.
They must have done it to avoid the blue gorilla's attack.
The magic array was well-made, but it was still much weaker than the one in the underground sewer. He could even find a crack in a magic array in an underground sewer, let alone this one.
In less than half a minute, Angor found the flaw in the energy circuit.
He did not even need to use an external array disk. He simply stopped the energy flow for a second and opened the door.
He did not lock the door. Instead, he set up an illusion to conceal himself and walked into the hall.
After entering the meeting hall, the first thing he saw was a short corridor. At the end of the corridor, there was a circular hall that was about three or four meters deep.
The hall was surrounded by a platform that was 15 meters high. On the platform were circles of seats, which were the seats for the members of the council. In the middle of the platform was another platform that was five meters higher. There were three seats on the platform, which were for the council members and the two vice council members.
Angor did not even need to think about it to know that the highest seat on the platform would look down on the entire hall.
This was a deliberate way of creating an awe-inspiring atmosphere by using the difference in levels.
Earlier, Dorcas told Angor that the meeting hall of Billon Tree Garden also functioned as a "court of justice". Now that he looked at it, it was true.
Below the hall were the "suspects", while above the hall were the "judges".
However, the meeting hall was completely silent at this moment. The tables and chairs in the sunken hall were all messed up, as if something had happened. The people here were caught off guard and fled, causing the meeting hall to become very chaotic.
Angor stood in the center of the hall and closed his eyes to sense the surroundings.
"Kael's aura was here." He looked around and noticed that Speed Ling's wind clone was hovering above the 15-meter-high platform.
Angor was a little surprised. He quickly used his foot to send his shadow onto the platform.
On the platform, Angor noticed that the wind was hovering in a long corridor. He also sensed Kael's aura coming from the tunnel.
"Oh, I forgot about Speed Ling," Angor muttered. Speed Ling was much more sensitive than him when it came to sensing auras. Angor was still trying to find Kael's aura when Speed Ling's clone already found the way.
Angor shook his head and followed Speed Ling into the corridor.
There were many rooms in the corridor. However, Speed Ling did not pay attention to them at all.
At first, he would try to sense the aura of the rooms. But after making sure that Souling was right, he stopped wasting time and let Souling lead the way. All he needed to do was to check if there were any hidden traps.
Speed Ling led Angor to a corner of the corridor and stopped in front of an oil painting.
Angor did not sense any aura from the painting, but he was certain that Kael's aura was nowhere to be found here. It was not just Kael's aura either. Many other chaotic auras were disappearing as well.
The only thing strange about this place was the oil painting.
The oil painting depicted a tilted golden scale. On one side of the scale were saplings that symbolized new life, while on the other side were stacks of weights.
Angor observed carefully and noticed that the painting had merged with the magic array around it. Also, the weights inside the painting had obvious traces of energy.
After making a quick decision, Angor reached out his hand to touch the weight.
As soon as his finger touched the weight, the weight in the painting seemed to come to life and began to glow.
When Angor moved his finger, the weight moved along with him.
He removed three of the weights from the scale so that the sapling and the weight reached a balance.
As the tilted scale regained its balance, a halo spread out with the oil painting as the center, covering the entire wall.
As soon as the halo completely merged with the wall, a new passage was opened.
Velvet flew into the tunnel as soon as it was opened. Angor sensed around to make sure there were no traps inside and followed him.
The new passage was not long. Soon, they reached the end, where a spiral staircase led downwards.
There were messy footprints on the stairs, and the auras around them were chaotic as well. Without a doubt, everyone who escaped from the council hall must have gone this way.
Without hesitation, Angor followed the stairs.
Two minutes later, Speed Ling led Angor to a new corridor.
This corridor looked no different from the previous one. The only difference was that the oil lamps here were dimmer, which made the place dark.
Angor sensed the magic arrays on both sides of the corridor as he stepped inside.
A few steps later, he stopped.
It was not because he found Kael. It was because Speed Ling was telling him that there was someone ahead.
And it seemed that the person was walking toward him.
Several seconds later, Angor heard footsteps. The footsteps were heavier than those of ordinary people, and they were especially clear in the quiet corridor.
Soon, the footsteps approached Angor.
Using the dim light, Angor saw who it was.
It was a bare-chested man. He was not wearing a coat, but there was a black leather band with rivets in the shape of an "X" around his chest. A dark red cloak was draped over his back.
Under the light, the light reflected off the rivets and the man's bulky muscles perfectly matched each other.
At first glance, the man looked like a Spartan warrior.
The only difference was that he was wearing a pair of tight black leather pants instead of a pair of crotch protector shorts.
As for his face … Brown curly hair, red eyes, and freckled face … Compared to the philosophical attire, his sleek body was nothing.
"Shadow?" The muscular man looked at Angor. "No, you're a Shadow Wizard?"
Angor did not deny it. "Who are you? Where's the council? "
"You're from the Bilos Family?" The muscular man asked cautiously. "You're from the Bilos Family?"
"No, I'm looking for someone." Angor considered. "Your turn."
The muscular man hesitated and spoke, "I'm Aikor —"
"Aikor?" Angor was surprised. The name sounded familiar.
"You know me?" Aiksen noticed the change in Angor's tone.
Angor remained silent. "You've seen him before?"
As soon as Angor spoke, the shadow around him slowly struggled and transformed into a slightly blurry figure.
Anyone from Star Street would recognize this person immediately. It was the man in a cultivator robe who looked like Sherlock.
Aixen looked at the familiar figure and seemed to have thought of something. "I saw him in the business district before. He fell and was almost hit by the gorilla that was destroying everything. I pulled him up. You're here for him? "
Angor recalled the footprints in the business district and the words the man in a cultivator robe said in Star Street.
It was a perfect match.
The savior mentioned by the man in a cultivator robe must be Aikor.
Angor also learned from other people in Star Street that Aikor had saved many people before.
From what those people said, they were not unfamiliar with Aixen. It seemed that Aixen was originally a resident of Star Street.
Angor shook his head. "No, I only heard about you from him. I heard from him that you've saved many people. "
Aikor was surprised. He scratched the back of his head and chuckled. "It's just a matter of convenience."
After laughing, Aikor asked Angor carefully, "You said you're looking for someone. Who are you looking for?"
If Aikor's emotions were not lying, Angor was sure that Aikor was a "sincere" person. This was in line with Aikor's behavior.
Angor considered. "There should be many people in the council hall. Where are they now?"
"You're not here to hurt them, are you?"
"… No, I'm looking for someone. Someone from the council hall."
Aikor considered for two seconds. "They're at the end of this corridor. I'm protecting them. If you're looking for someone, I can take you there."
Angor looked at Aikor. "No need. I just need to take a look."
Next, he summoned Speed Spirit's "wind" clone to him.
"Wind Elemental?" Aikor's eyes glowed. "It's just a clone, but it's still so pure. Amazing."
Aikor could tell Speedy's true nature with a single glance. This meant that Aikor was not weak. Angor was not sure what kind of wizard Aikor was, but he was sure that Aikor was a formal wizard.
"May I?" Angor asked.
"Of course," Aikor said without hesitation. Aikor preferred to send this "wind clone" instead of Angor, who was a powerful wizard.
Wind Elemental was not a big threat, and it would not harm the people under his protection. Angor, on the other hand, was a wizard who could be a threat.
Angor thought about this, which was why he decided to send Speedy to investigate first. Now that Aikor, the so-called "guardian", agreed, Speedy went past him and entered the dark corridor.
(End of Chapter)
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