Every shop owned by the Spectacles Clan was called "Little Mirror". Maybe it was a bad name, or maybe there was some symbolic meaning behind it. Anyway, anyone who saw a "Little Mirror" shop was sure that it belonged to a Spectacle Clan member.
Many Spectacle Clan members came to rent a shop during the meeting, which led to the conflicting names. That was how they came up with serial numbers.
The higher the serial number, the more powerful the clan, and the better the variety of goods.
The first three were the official shops of the Spectacle Clan, which meant that they wouldn't be too shabby. Therefore, the first three serial numbers were the best choices for shopping.
Luigi briefly explained the information about Little Mirror and stepped onto the staircase. "Let me see which floor we're on."
The staircase looked like a pavilion made of crystal.
As soon as Luigi walked in, the surrounding crystal walls began to emit waves of polymerization energy.
The energy turned into a ray of light and formed an illusory number in the air.
"3929"
The number kept fluctuating and didn't seem to be fixed, as if it could be changed with a slight push.
And it was. Luigi reached out his hand and pushed the last three digits, which changed from 929 to "000". Next, he changed the number from "3" to "4".
Now, the illusory number showed "4000".
Luigi looked at Angor. "Come in. We're on level 3929. Our target is level 4000."
Angor understood what Luigi was doing and followed him into the pavilion. Laplace also followed him inside.
When they were all inside the pavilion, Luigi controlled the energy again, and the illusory number slowly disappeared. As the number disappeared, Angor felt the space around him distorting slightly.
However, it only lasted for a second before everything returned to normal.
"Here we are." Luigi patted Angor's shoulder and asked him to look outside.
Previously, there was a long black corridor outside the crystal pavilion, and the woman from the Mirror Race. Now, there was a long golden corridor outside the crystal pavilion, and a bunch of strange-looking races were surrounding it.
While Angor looked at them, they were also looking at the three people inside the pavilion.
The one standing at the front was a familiar black stick.
It was a Longhuo Clan member.
But it wasn't the one who provoked them earlier.
The Evermoor was smiling, but when he stared at Angor's group, his eyes were actually rolling in different directions.
The Long Huo Race looked around and found that most of the nearby races were of strange shapes and sizes. None of them were humanoid.
He seemed to have thought of something and raised his eyebrows. "These two-legged humans are really arrogant. Blocking the staircase without moving, do you want us to make way for you?"
A hint of displeasure appeared in the eyes of some of the brawny but simple-minded beings in the surrounding area.
The Long Huo being caught sight of this out of the corner of his eye, and a hint of elation appeared in his eyes, but he still maintained a righteous expression as he said, "You humans are just being arrogant, and you're looking down on us!"
The bewitching voice seemed to be able to affect the emotions of the people around it, but the effect was very minimal, and it had no effect on those who were familiar with the habits of the Long Huo Race. However, it was very effective on those who didn't have enough intelligence to rely on their muscles.
There were even people whose brains were full of muscles who started rolling up their sleeves.
When the Long Huo Race thought that he had succeeded, he failed to notice that a tall shadow had appeared behind him.
The appearance of the shadow caused the people around to scatter, while the muscular man who was about to start a fight had already run away.
"Ignorant troublemaker, you are not welcome on this level. Get out of my sight."
A cold voice echoed in the Long Huo Race's ears. Before the Long Huo Race knew who "troublemaker" was, he was picked up by a claw covered in scales.
"Who dares touch me? Don't you know the rules of this gathering?" The Long Huo Race turned around in anger and froze when he saw the pair of silver eyes behind him.
"Mirror … Mirror Dragon?!" The Long Huo Race's face turned gray.
Why is a Mirror Dragon here? He didn't say anything bad about the Mirror Dragon.
"I didn't provoke —" The Long Huo Race tried to beg for mercy. He wanted to negotiate with the three-meter-tall Mirror Dragon that had shrunk in size.
He wasn't afraid of the other races, but the Mirror Dragon was a terrifying existence that could ignore the rules here. He definitely didn't dare to provoke them.
"I don't care if you're provoking me or not. I hate the Long Huo Clan. That's the only reason I need for you to leave." With that, Mirror Dragon ignored the Long Huo Clan and threw him out of the fence.
Yes, the fence.
The crowd only heard a series of miserable cries before the Long Huo creature fell down to the tenth floor. It fell into a white cloud and was taken away by the Crystal Eye Race guards.
At the same time, there were no more onlookers outside the crystal pavilion. Only the three-meter-long Mirror Dragon with black scales remained.
The Mirror Dragon was covered in black scales and had a deep vortex in front of its chest. Its silver eyes were indifferent as it slowly looked at Luigi.
"Are you Luigi?"
Luigi didn't say anything. Instead, he looked at the deep vortex in front of the Mirror Dragon's chest. Only a Cave Dragon had such a vortex.
If it's a Cave Dragon, it can't be … Luigi seemed to have thought of something. He quickly summoned his aggregation energy.
"4000" was changed to "3000".
Luigi wanted to leave as soon as possible. He didn't want to face a Mirror Dragon.
Before Luigi could leave, the Mirror Dragon asked, "Mister Luigi, are you trying to test my ability to seal space?"
Luigi was stunned for a moment and suddenly remembered.
Cave Dragons were one of the six great dragons of the Hundred Dragon Kingdom. They were masters of spirit and space manipulation.
If the Mirror Dragon wanted to seal space, Luigi wouldn't be able to escape.
Luigi had no choice but to look at Laplace next to him. He knew he couldn't deal with this Cave Dragon, but Laplace should be able to deal with it easily.
However, Laplace only looked away and ignored Luigi's gaze.
Luigi then looked at Angor. He knew how important Angor was to Laplace. If Angor was willing to persuade him, Laplace would be willing to help.
However, Angor seemed to be thinking about something. His eyes were blank. Luigi tried to throw a few flirtatious glances at Angor, but Angor didn't notice them.
Luigi knew that running away wouldn't work.
Luigi sighed and turned to look at the black-scaled cave dragon. "Could the station on the four thousandth floor belong to the Hundred Dragon Divine Nation?"
The Cave Dragon nodded. "You're a smart one, Mister Luigi."
You call this smart? You Mirror Dragons are all shut-ins. You'll always gather at your stations when you're in the city.
Whenever you meet a Mirror Dragon, you'll be followed by a bunch of them.
"What bad luck." Luigi rubbed his swollen temples. "Why does the 4,000th layer have to be a Mirror Dragon station?"
The Cave Dragon didn't answer and waited for Luigi to finish his monologue.
Two minutes later, when Luigi stopped muttering, the Cave Dragon spoke again, "Mister Cuculus is waiting for you at the station."
Luigi sighed in his mind. Though he had promised to speak with Cuculus at the party, his hidden meaning was that the party was still a long time away, and that he would speak with him in a few days, after he had asked Barregon what he had said. He didn't want to talk to Cuculus on the first day of the party.
Luigi didn't know what to do, but he was already here. Besides, the Cave Dragon already threatened to seal the space. He couldn't leave. He had no choice but to go see Cuculus.
Luigi left the Crystal Pavilion with a sad look on his face.
The black-scaled cave dragon led the way in front.
Luigi looked back at Angor and Laplace, who followed him out of the pavilion. Clearly, they weren't as lost in their own world as they appeared to be.
Luigi wanted to complain, but he swallowed his words and decided not to.
"How did Kukulus know that I'm here?" Luigi didn't bother with Laplace, but he still mocked the cave dragon. "How did Kukulus know I'm here? I was here for less than a minute, and you showed up already. What? Did he send you to guard the stairs just to catch me? "
The Cave Dragon continued to lead the way. "The station isn't far from the teleportation point."
In other words, the Cave Dragon only needed to scan the area with its spirit power to see who was coming.
"We just saw Cuculus at the entrance. I said I wanted to talk to him, not now."
The black-scaled cave dragon replied, "It's useless for you to tell me that. I can't represent Lord Kukulus' opinion."
"I'm not talking to you either. If he can scan the area with his spirit power, he should be able to hear me. I'm talking to him!"
"Hey, Cuculus! Talk to me!"
Luigi yelled at the air, but he didn't get any response.
Still, Luigi's shout did wake Angor up.
He wasn't pretending to be thoughtful. He was really thinking about something. He wasn't thinking about the Longhuo who tried to sow discord between them. He knew that the Longhuo wouldn't pose any threat to them. Even without the Cave Dragon, Luigi and Laplace could easily take care of it.
Angor was thinking about the teleportation point. Or rather, the stairs.
Going from the 3,929th to the 4,000th floor was too smooth.
Apart from the slight distortion in space, he didn't feel anything else, which surprised him a lot.
Apprentices who wanted to use the teleportation portals in the southern wizarding region had to be protected by wizards. Otherwise, the unbalanced spatial energy alone would be enough to make their brains explode.
Even wizards would feel a little uncomfortable when using teleportation portals. Unless they used their own mana to open a portal, they wouldn't feel anything.
The stairs were obviously used for teleportation. Even if it was only a short distance teleportation, it should still feel a little uncomfortable. But Angor didn't feel anything at all. The stairs were extremely smooth.
Angor wondered how such a smooth teleportation could be achieved.
However, the comfort of teleportation was not the main reason for him to think about it.
The reason why he hadn't left the Crystal Pavilion and started to empty his mind was because he had discovered something that he couldn't understand no matter how hard he thought about it.
Why was there so little spatial energy used during teleportation?
Ever since he received the spatial knowledge from Dalmatian, Angor's perception of spatial energy had become more sensitive. When he went through the stairs, he could clearly feel the spatial distortion, but it was very, very slight.
The distortion was even less than the amount of spatial energy needed to cast a low-level cantrip.
However, this staircase only used such a small amount of spatial energy to activate the teleportation momentum and directly teleport people to the 4000th floor.
Angor couldn't understand why.
His Gate of Illusion could also do short-distance teleportation, but it consumed a lot of mana. Even with the constant mana whirlpool, he could only use it ten times in a row.
Any more and he would suffer from a backlash.
And this was in the wizarding world. If he was in the Mirror Domain, he would probably overload his mana whirlpool after six or seven times.
This was why Angor couldn't figure out how to use such a small amount of energy to move the portal.
Angor didn't have time to think about what was going on outside.
Even with the help of the "server" in his mind space, Angor still couldn't get a definite answer. However, the server calculated two possibilities with the highest probability.
First, a special spatial model. Since the convergence energy was very compatible with space, it could reduce the mana consumption.
Second, something inside the Crystal City, such as a large-scale magic array or a large-scale ritual, could be used to convert the mana consumption.
Angor didn't know which one it was. But he hoped it was the first one. Only the first one could give him room to improve.
He slowly regained his consciousness and heard Luigi's battle of wits with the air.
And this "air" referred to the gigantic Mirror Dragon they had encountered on their way here, Kukulus.
It was also Barregon's playmate.
"Kukulus is a cave dragon, and cave dragons are good at manipulating spatial energy. Maybe it knows something? Maybe I can ask Luigi for help?" Angor mumbled in his mind.
Angor didn't know any cave dragons. Besides, he could tell that neither Kukulus nor this black-scaled cave dragon cared about him at all.
They only cared about Luigi.
So he had to ask Luigi for help.
With that in mind, Angor glanced at Laplace. If he asked Luigi directly, Laplace would definitely nag at him. While Angor was thinking, he also spared a bit of attention to observe the outside world, so he knew that Luigi was looking at him for help.
Since he believed that Laplace wouldn't do anything to harm Luigi, he didn't pay much attention to Luigi.
But now that he had a favor to ask, he couldn't just ask Laplace for help.
Angor glanced at Laplace, who sent him a voice transmission. "What is it?"
Angor nodded and told Laplace what he was thinking.
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