A magic array that covered the entire Hippocrotee? Angor wasn't too surprised to hear this. Ever since Shadow told him that the Sorcerer's Garden was given to the Krakoks, Shadow had been wondering why the Krakoks would do something so selfless.
Dark Castle was even crueler than Brute Cavern. From an apprentice's point of view, Dark Castle was an organization filled with "dark wizards". Would such an organization do something so generous without asking for anything in return?
Angor was still doubtful.
It was only then that he felt a sense of "assurance".
"What's the effect of the magic array?"
Shadow sounded a little embarrassed. "I don't know much about magic arrays, but I don't think it's anything useful. Do you want to take a look? "
Angor looked at Toby who was sleeping peacefully. Toby seemed to be attracted to this place. Even in his dreams, Toby wanted to come here. But Angor couldn't tell if there was anything useful about it.
Perhaps Toby had the same complex feelings of fear and desire to explore the temple. However, Toby was still unconscious and could not take responsibility for his decision. But Angor didn't. He knew that there was a fine line between rationality and temptation.
It would be suicidal to make a rash decision before the situation was clear.
"Wait, I'll go check it out." Angor spoke to Shadow.
Angor put Toby inside his bracelet so that he wouldn't lose control again. When Toby entered the bracelet and did not cause any trouble, Angor relaxed and walked down the mountain.
Unbeknownst to him, someone inside the temple suddenly opened his eyes.
It was a bald Krakok elder with a long white beard. His face was full of wrinkles and age spots. His eyes were gray and cloudy. His eyes were unfocused, making him look like a blind man.
The old man walked to the center of the temple while holding a wooden staff.
In the center of the temple, there was a dense greenish-grey aura. It was constantly rotating, and waves of strange rhythms spread out in all directions. As the aura moved, the old man's eyes grew dimmer and dimmer. His hair, which still had some black hair, slowly turned white.
The old man was aging at a speed visible to the naked eye. But he didn't back away. Instead, he stood in front of the grayish aura with a complicated look in his eyes. He felt nostalgia, sorrow, and guilt.
A cleric wearing a white robe with golden edges entered the temple.
"Your Excellency, the selected singers have arrived at the foot of the mountain. Do you want to take a look?"
The old man slowly turned around and shook his head. "No. We'll wait for the Arrivals from Citadel and let them choose."
"I understand." The Heavenly Priest looked at the wrinkled High Priestess with a pained look in his eyes. "Your Excellency High Priestess, the damage to the Soul Source is too great. Why don't I supervise it on your behalf?"
The old man still shook his head. "I'm fine."
"Or, you can take a rest. We still need you to preside over the event tomorrow. I'm sure no one's going to disturb you at this time. "
"No. I'm a bit tired. You can leave now." Again, the old man refused the cleric's request. The cleric wanted to say something, but in the end, he sighed and left the temple.
The old man walked to the balcony and looked at the bustling people at the foot of the mountain. He then looked at the huge and dense buildings of Hippocrotee in the distance, his eyes suddenly filled with endless melancholy.
He staggered back to the "Soul Essence" and remained silent for a long time.
"A human intruder, huh? The gap can't be opened, and the torrent can't escape. You'll be trapped here forever. Fine. I'll just take it as an insignificant opportunity. It's been a thousand years. It doesn't matter if I can change the world or not. "
The old man mumbled to himself and slowly walked into the shadow of the temple.
…
On the other hand, Angor sensed a familiar aura on his way down the mountain.
He looked around and saw Papaya, the girl with the cute thumbs, standing near the altar at the foot of the mountain with a group of people who were wearing the same clothes as her.
They were swaying their heads to the hymns. Some of them were singing softly.
Clearly, they were a group of singers.
Papaya stood among them. She didn't look outstanding, but her quiet aura made her stand out among the group of singers.
Angor noticed Papaya because he left a trace of nightmare aura on her. After experiencing the illusion in Sprouts Village, Papaya had learned her lesson. She didn't try to tell anyone about them, and her nightmare aura didn't activate again.
Angor glanced at her briefly and didn't pay her any attention.
The city of Hippocrotee covered an area of about a thousand square meters. Rows upon rows of houses were built in different styles, but they were still exquisite. Even the details of the street lamps were designed in the style of the Krakoks.
"You're here?" Shadow sensed that the mana required to maintain the Spirit Bond was decreasing, which meant he was getting closer to Angor.
"Yeah." Angor didn't enter Hippocrotee. Instead, he walked along the outskirts of the city.
"I'm near the west gate. There's a landmark building here, a black spire that reaches my knees."
Most buildings in Hippocrotee were two-story buildings. There weren't many that reached Shadow's knees. It didn't take long for Angor to find the black spire.
When the two of them reunited, Shadow laughed and said, "Don't we look like the evil giants in the fairy tales who broke into the little kingdom? If we trample on a few houses, will there be a hero with a spear riding on a dragon … Oh, no, there are only hummingbirds here. Will there be a hummingbird riding a hummingbird to conquer us?"
Angor chuckled noncommittally.
Shadow said, "But to be honest, looking at these neatly built little houses, I really have the desire to trample on them."
Shadow didn't want to let Angor down at such a crucial moment, so they quickly got down to business.
"Can you feel the ripples of the magic array?" Shadow asked.
Angor remained silent and slowly scanned Hippocrotee with his eyes. He didn't sense anything when he was walking around the outskirts of the city.
A moment later, Angor noticed an empty space in the center of the city and frowned. "Hey, that statue … I think I found something."
Shadow felt a little jealous when he saw that Angor wasn't faking it. He only sensed the statue when he was flying in the air and using his spirit feelers. But Angor was so far away, yet he could see it with his naked eyes. What could he do about it?
It was normal for wizards to know different things, but Angor was still too young to handle such a situation. After all, he was one of the elites of Floating Mech City.
Angor walked to a high vantage point and looked down. "Just as I thought. These statues are the nodes of runes, and they're scattered all over the city. There are 373 statues in total, and they form 12 different runes to create this magic array."
"Have you seen this magic array before? What's its effect? "Shadow asked.
"No, I haven't." Angor considered. "I don't know its effect yet, but I know the basic runes that make up the magic array. As long as I know the variables and some magic formulas, I should be able to figure it out using the basic runes."
"You can figure it out by yourself?" Shadow was a little surprised.
It wasn't like Shadow didn't know anything about magic arrays. He already knew how to figure them out. Therefore, he was well aware of how huge the amount of calculations involved was. For example, 1 + 1 = 2. This was a simple equation. But could they use the answer "2" to figure out how it worked? If it was a natural number with a fixed symbol, it wouldn't be a problem. But what if it wasn't a natural number?
This was similar to the current problem. There were too many variables in nature, and there was no standard. It would take a long time to figure it out. Shadow didn't think he could do it alone.
What Shadow didn't know was that when Angor was learning Singularity Dispersive Meditation, he used "supercomputing" to calculate the coordinates. He only managed to calculate the first few coordinates, but it was still much more difficult than the current problem.
He didn't bother explaining. "You're more knowledgeable than I am. Go to the ceremony and see if the source of the law is inside the temple. If so, what kind of law is it? As for me, I'll figure out the magic array's effect from here. "
Angor didn't give Shadow a chance to protest. He quickly found a hidden place and took out a pen and paper to do some calculations.
Shadow sighed and walked towards the Holy Mountain where the temple was located.
Not long after Shadow left, Angor turned on his hologram tablet and entered several variables that required a lot of calculations.
He could figure it out himself, but it would take him longer.
He hadn't used "supercomputing" for a long time, but the ability to calculate quickly was already engraved in his soul.
When Angor looked up again, the entire Hippocroft seemed to have become rows of data in his eyes. The bottom row was the most basic data, but it was constantly changing. The middle row was filled with variables that appeared one after another. The top row was filled with magic formulas, and the top row was filled with the final part of the solution.
Time passed slowly as he went through the calculations one by one.
The Wizard Garden was a small world. If the creator provided enough materials, it could simulate the rising of the sun and the setting of the moon.
When night came, Angor finally stopped. Angor finally stopped his calculations. There was still a small part of the rune that he had not figured out yet, but he had a general idea of what the magic array was going to do based on his previous calculations.
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