Mana Bread
Angor didn't know how Bacabrado was related to the rainbow dragonflies, but he still considered it a pleasant surprise.
However, his joy didn't last long. No matter how valuable the Hollow Weed was, it didn't mean much in the Land of Eternal Darkness. If he couldn't get out of here, the item was just a concept. With that in mind, Angor's jubilant heart sank again.
He put the weed into his bracelet and let it spread out on its own.
Then, the long journey began again.
Three days later.
Following the footsteps of the nightmare aura, Angor experienced a magnificent journey that no one would believe him if he told them about it.
Angor thought Bacabrado was just a small interlude, but that wasn't the case. The rainbow dragonflies acted like a king patrolling his territory, and he saw giant beasts from time to time.
One of them was at least a hundred meters long. Angor couldn't even see through the rainbow light emitted by the dragonflies.
It lived in the smoke cloud where the nightmare aura was thick. When the rainbow dragonflies approached, the beast glanced at them with its large, emerald-like eyes and moved aside.
Angor didn't see the beast's full appearance, but the white scales and emerald-like eyes told him that it didn't belong to any creature recorded in the books.
Apart from that, the fact that it could grow so big in the plane passageway meant that it was probably stronger than ordinary wizards.
Angor could see the intelligence in the creature's eyes. He also noticed that the creature saw him, but it didn't seem to want to talk to him. It closed its eyes and let the rainbow dragonflies carry Angor away.
This wasn't the first time Angor encountered something like this.
Angor wondered if this plane passageway was actually a monster farm in the Nightmare Realm, and the rainbow dragonflies were the caretakers of the farm. Angor noticed that all the beasts were wandering around the nightmare aura.
Angor was glad that they met the rainbow dragonflies. Otherwise, they would have been dead by now if they had to follow the path of nightmare aura.
Maybe this was fate. Or maybe they weren't destined to die yet?
…
Angor didn't know how long this journey would take, but he and Toh had already started saving up on food. Toby also reduced his energy consumption. Instead, he chose the top of Angor's hat as his home and sat there, thinking about something.
Angor took out his tablet and searched for "Mana Bread" in the Gourmet category.
Fortunately, Sunders' book collection contained some low-level Occult cantrips, such as "Mana Bread".
But just as Angor expected, his progress was extremely slow.
Although it was normal for wizards to practice different types of magic in the wizarding world, such as Abel's frequent use of elemental magic, it could also be considered as practicing different types of magic. However, if he were to step into the Occult, it would be much more difficult.
Mystery is mystery because of its simplicity.
It was difficult, but Angor had no choice. He had to learn it. God knows how long this journey would take. In order to fill their stomachs, they had to learn.
Time passed day by day.
A week later, on the first day of the Month of Harvest, Angor looked at the black lumps on his hands. They were as heavy as lead and smelled like stinky socks that had been sealed for a month.
It was a pitch-black object with a pitch-black appearance. After nearly a hundred hours of concentration, Angor finally released "Mana Bread" for the first time.
Angor really didn't want to eat it. He was lucky that he didn't vomit because of the stinky sock.
He thought, 'Didn't Toby like stinky dried fish?' This one didn't smell fishy, but it was stinky! Maybe Toby would like it.
Using an excuse that even he couldn't convince himself, Angor held the black lumps in front of Toby.
"Here, Toby. It's delicious bread. Try it. If it's not bad, I'll make more for you later. "Angor put his palms together and presented the black lumps to Toby with a smile.
Toby glanced at Angor and jumped onto Angor's hand to sniff.
"Tweet — tweet —" Toby roared and swatted the lumps away with a wing, which landed on Angor's forehead.
Angor felt dizzy for a moment. "Maybe the Gourmet Wizard used Mana Bread as an offensive spell? That's so painful! "Angor rubbed his reddened forehead and tossed the lumps into the darkness.
Angor made several more Mana Bread later. He didn't know if it was because he didn't learn how to make Mana Bread or something else, but all of them were just lumps of black lumps. The only difference was how long the stinky sock was sealed.
According to the books, "Mana Bread" always had a pleasant aroma, soft texture, and could be made according to the Gourmet Wizard's preference. Orange, mushroom, tomato, cheese …
But good taste only existed in books. Angor could only make Mana Bread that smelled like stinky sock. After all, he was a cross-sectional cultivator. It was already considered fast for him to "succeed" in just one week.
One afternoon, Angor took a small bite of the Mana Bread while enduring the horrible smell.
As he expected, it tasted like wax. Or rather, "wax" was an exaggeration.
Luckily, his tongue couldn't sense the smell. As long as he pinched his nose and tried not to think about the smell, he could still swallow it.
Still, Angor made up his mind. He wouldn't eat Mana Bread again until he ran out of food.
Angor's journey in the plane passageway continued. He noticed many details in the darkness, such as how his mana pool grew faster when he meditated.
Although the conversion speed of mana was still the same, the growth of his mana source was extremely fast.
Two days later, when Angor finished his meditation, he suddenly felt a sense of fullness in his mana pool. Angor's eyes lit up. According to the books, this meant he had completed his training as a level-1 apprentice.
He was now a level-1 apprentice!
Angor was surprised. Thanks to Point Dispersion Meditation, his training speed was much faster than other apprentices. However, he only spent half a month in the plane passageway, which was equivalent to three or four months of normal training.
According to his original plan, he would only become a level-1 apprentice when the purification garden opened during the Month of Frost. But now, it was only the Month of Harvest, and he was already four months ahead of schedule.
Angor was probably the only apprentice who could reach the peak of level-1 in the Month of Frost. Others might take several years, or even longer, to reach this step. This was a qualitative difference. Like Davy, Angor joined Brute Cavern five years earlier, but he was still a level-1 apprentice, far away from the peak.
Angor couldn't believe it. Could it be that he could train faster in the plane passageway?
But he didn't remember reading anything about it.
Or was it because of the thick nightmare aura around him that he was able to improve so quickly?
Angor wasn't sure, but he didn't have the ability to find out. Right now, his priority was to work harder. No one knew where the rainbow dragonflies would take him. But no matter where he went, he had to be strong enough.
Leveling up from a level-1 apprentice to a level-2 apprentice was a huge challenge.
It was a small hurdle.
Normally speaking, it wasn't as scary as leveling up from level-2 to level-3. Even someone with average talent could do it in a few years. If you had money, you could buy potions to do it. If you didn't have money, you could get through it with time.
But Angor was different. The channeling method he learned was already compatible, and he also created the Axes of the Universe, which made it even more compatible. To him, this small barrier was like drinking water. Only the big barrier from an apprentice to an official Magus could be considered the real barrier.
It only took him three days to become a level-2 apprentice. There were no obstacles along the way.
Well, it was a blessing in disguise. If he didn't get ambushed and fall into the plane passageway, he probably wouldn't have leveled up so quickly.
But Angor's problem came again.
He leveled up too fast, and he didn't learn many basic skills.
For example, he couldn't count the number of level-1 cantrips he learned with one hand. He didn't even learn the Tooling spells related to Smelt and Freeze. He planned to make a list of the cantrips he wanted to learn after the Twilight Well incident was over. Then, he would go to Tree Spirit Garden and listen to a few classes to verify his knowledge with Jon's.
But he didn't listen to the classes or learn the cantrips, and his level did increase.
It could only be said that it was fate.
When he got out of the plane passageway, he had to calm down and strengthen his foundation. Otherwise, his level-2 apprentice title would be too weak.
But … could he really get out of the plane passageway?
This question, or perhaps this worry, was answered one day later.
…
The sixth day of the latter half of the Month of Harvest. It had been 21 days since Angor entered the plane passageway.
With the help of the rainbow dragonflies, the long journey finally came to an end.
At the end of the journey, Angor saw a white exit. It was very obvious in the dark.
The rainbow dragonflies also flew toward the exit.
The exit was similar to the one he saw in Lady's Juice, but it was bigger and more stable.
Angor could see the outline of some buildings before he got close.
"Is that the Nightmare Realm?" Angor was anxious, but he also felt a bit happy after surviving a disaster.
It didn't matter whether the other side was the Nightmare Realm or not. As long as he could get out, he would rather stay in this dark place. Besides, even if he went to the Nightmare Realm, he still had a chance to get out.
Angor comforted himself while following the rainbow dragonflies away from the plane passageway he spent half a month in.
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