"Lady Lotus, Lady Mirror." Angor was surprised to see both Lydia and Lady Mirror here.
Lydia responded with a squeak. "Did you finish my illusion, Angor?" Lady Mirror looked at Angor up and down with a grin.
Custom Illusion. Theme: Sensuality and Sensuality.
Angor already knew what Lady Mirror wanted from the Enchanting Theater, but he didn't have much of an idea yet. He shook his head apologetically.
Lady Mirror didn't press him. "Don't worry. As long as I'm satisfied with your work, I'll accept it even if it takes you eight or ten years. But if I'm not satisfied with your work, then … Haha. "
Lydia nudged Lady Mirror a little. "Custom illusion? What's that? "
Mirror had been planning to show off in front of Lydia, but she hadn't found a topic to talk about. Now that Lydia was the one who asked, Mirror decided to choose her words carefully and use a "casual" tone to tell Lydia the truth.
Before Lady Mirror could say anything, Tree Spirit spoke up, "Everyone's here. You're all concerned about Twilight Well, right? I'll contact Sunders now and let him tell you. "
Hearing Tree Spirit's words, Mirror no longer wanted to show off. Twilight's matters were more important than her petty thoughts.
Tree Spirit took out a glowing maple leaf and closed his eyes to contact Sunders, who was thousands of kilometers away.
Angor walked to Goode and asked for the reason.
Goode was comforting Hobbiton when he saw Angor approaching. "Sir sent me a message, asking Mister Padt to go to Twilight Well immediately. I went to Mister Padt's house and couldn't find him, so I came here to ask for Mister Tree Spirit's help. "
Professor asked him to go to Twilight Well? Could it be that they were trying to force him to pay the debt of 100,000 magic crystals? That was Angor's first thought.
Good paused and said, "Lady Lotus came and said something bad happened to Midnight Sovereign. Many people have mutated … Even Hobbiton's father …"
Angor was still trying to digest the information he just heard. What Goode just told him was even more shocking. Something bad happened to Midnight Sovereign? Ghost? Mutated?
What did this have to do with Sunders' order to get to Twilight Well?
Goode shook his head. "I don't know. There shouldn't be any connection, right?"
Tree Spirit suddenly spoke up. "Strange. The energy cost increased by three times. Something terrible must have happened to Twilight Well."
Tree Spirit turned to the others. "I did. But … it doesn't look good for Sunders."
"Professor, you're hurt?" Angor wondered.
Looking at the burning gazes of the crowd, Tree Spirit shook his head and said, "He's fine … but, sigh, you can see for yourselves."
Then, Tree Spirit played the real-time image.
Inside a dark secret room that looked like a meeting room, Sunders was sitting on one side with a serious expression. Devildare was sitting across from him. They were both thinking about something. Behind them lay a group of people. Upon closer inspection, they were all Magi from the three major families of the Twilight Clan.
"They're all unconscious, but they're all wearing colorful clothes like clowns. They look exactly like the mutated people in Midnight Sovereign," Lydia said. Lydia put on a serious face. "Just as we expected. Even wizards can't stop the parasites."
"Mister Tree Spirit." It was Devildare who spoke. His face was pale and tired. Even his voice sounded hoarse.
When Tree Spirit synchronized the image of Twilight, he also synchronized the image of Tree Spirit's palace to the other side.
Devildare looked away from Tree Spirit and glanced at Angor who was standing beside Goode with a complicated expression.
"What happened, Devildare?" Tree Spirit asked.
"The wizards behind you were infected too?" Lydia spoke at the same time.
"Infected? You know? " Devildare sighed. "Kind of. Thank goodness for Mister Sunders. Without him, our three families would have been wiped out. As for the details, I don't know. I'll let Mister Sunders tell you. "
As Devildare spoke, Sunders also looked at the image in the air. He skipped Tree Spirit, Lady Mirror, and Lydia and looked at Angor, who was the most inconspicuous person in Tree Spirit's palace.
Sunders looked at Angor with a hint of helplessness and praise. "Angor, you see the situation here, right? What do you think? "
It sounded like Sunders was talking to Angor in a lecturing tone, and he was talking about something completely unrelated. Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what Angor was trying to do.
Angor was the only one who had a strange look on his face. Since Sunders was using such a tone, Angor had a very bad feeling about it. Could it be that … he had something to do with this?
"I don't think so. I'm just happy that you're safe, professor." Angor didn't know how to answer. He could choose between flattering or lying, and he chose the latter.
Sunders chuckled and looked at the others. "How did you know Twilight Well is in trouble? The dimension is completely destroyed. For some reason, the space here is extremely unstable. Even the plane passageway is sealed. The monsters' nest is right at the exit. No one can send messages out, right? "
The others didn't have enough energy reserves like Tree Spirit. They could communicate with each other from a distance and send messages to both sides without any problem. Even Sunders himself only managed to send a message to Goode two days ago when he attacked the parasites' nest and used up most of his energy reserves.
"We guessed. Because … Midnight Sovereign has also fallen. It's now a ghost town," Lady Mirror answered with a grim look.
Sunders didn't look surprised at all. It seemed he already knew what was going on. Devildare, on the other hand, was shocked. Midnight Sovereign was the root of Twilight Well. If something happened to Midnight Sovereign, Twilight Well, as its mirror world, would be destroyed as well.
Devildare was so anxious that his hair almost fell down. He no longer looked like a "lion".
"Sunders, it's an emergency. Do you have any ideas? Did you find out what the parasites are? " Lady Mirror was implying that they should ask Rein to see if they could use Banish to get rid of the parasites.
Sunders sighed. "Parasites? Not what you think. They're not filthy things to the human body. In fact, they can strengthen and stimulate human cells to a certain extent. "
Sunders explained, "Let me put it this way. These parasites won't kill their hosts after finding them. They can also absorb gentle energy from the world to maintain the body's physiological needs. Not only are these energies harmless, but they're also beneficial. "
Everyone understood what Sunders meant. The essence of Banish was to get rid of the filth inside a living being.
However, most of the time, no matter how filthy things were, there were two sides to them. For example, pathogens could kill people or save people. For example, the filth inside a person's belly button contained more than a thousand kinds of bacteria. However, these filth could actually maintain the body's heat.
The things that the Expulsion Spell dispelled were things that were far more harmful than beneficial to the human body. As for filth that did more harm than good, Banish would not do anything about it.
What Sunders said about the parasite's ability to control a person's mind, but from the perspective of human evolution, the parasite's ability was actually beneficial. Of course, Banish would not get rid of them.
"Banish won't work? Do you have a solution? If so, I'll ask Rein to come here. We can discuss it together, "Lady Mirror said.
"No need. Mister Rein won't do anything." Sunders shrugged. "Of course, it's more likely that Mister Rein will become interested in the parasites and focus on studying them. Hmm … As for the victims, they'll be the best subjects to study. "
Lady Mirror considered. Considering Rein Mute's personality, he would probably do something like that. Research was above all else. This was Rein Mute's principle.
"Do you have a solution then?" Lady Mirror asked for the third time.
Sunders pointed at Angor. "Didn't I ask Goode to send a message to Angor? Tell him to come. That's the solution!"
…
Across the sea of stars and above the clouds.
A fiery red shadow shuttled through the stars.
Across from him was Lydia, who was wearing a bright red robe and crossing her legs. She didn't seem to mind the fact that she was completely naked.
Angor did not dare to look at her, so he closed his eyes and meditated.
"You can actually hold it in. A brat will always be a brat." Lydia had been sitting with her legs crossed for almost ten minutes, but Angor didn't even look at her. He was meditating with his eyes closed. Lydia already planned to use her "beauty" as an excuse to blackmail Angor, but Angor did not even look at her. How annoying!
Even when Lydia yelled at him and disrupted his meditation, Angor still did not open his eyes.
"Tell me, Angor. Why did Mister Sunders ask you to go alone?" Lydia suddenly asked in a gentle voice.
Angor shook his head. "I don't know."
Lydia saw Angor's hesitation when he shook his head, which meant he already knew the answer.
Lydia was curious. Back in Tree Spirit Palace, she asked Sunders about the parasites, but Sunders did not give her an answer. When Tree Spirit asked about it, Sunders only gave a vague answer, which Tree Spirit did not ask anymore. Even Sunders' best friend, Lady Mirror, told her not to ask.
This only piqued Lydia's curiosity.
What were those parasites in Twilight Well? Where did the mist that shrouded Twilight and Midnight Sovereign come from?
"You're lying. Tell me. I won't tell anyone. "
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