Three days later.
In the middle of the night, Angor finished his meditation and stood in front of the window.
His room was located on the sixth floor of the fortress, which was the highest floor. Through the window, he could clearly see layers upon layers of puppets outside the fortress under the moonlight.
Perhaps they sensed Angor's gaze, the strange puppets all turned around and stared at him with cold eyes.
The pale moonlight illuminated their cold faces, which made them look even creepier.
They were staring at Angor as if warning him not to do anything reckless.
Angor sensed that there were at least several wizard-level puppets among them. When the wizard-level aura approached him, Angor tried his best to resist it and took a few steps back.
When the curtain was pulled back, all the auras were gone.
Angor had lost count of how many times he tried to approach the window during the past three days. Every time he tried, the puppets would force him back even when he was standing at the window.
Angor's anger at the beginning was now replaced by joy in the end. At least he could practice his resistance in front of these puppets.
But no matter what, he still felt aggrieved.
Back in Midnight Sovereign, he had no choice but to agree to Lydia's unfair deal due to the difference in their strength. When he faced Twilight, he couldn't fight back and ended up like this. Isabella did let him go in Silent Hill, but he didn't forget the pain and anger he felt when he was being hunted down. Bogula didn't do anything to him yet, but judging from the attitude of the puppets outside, he knew he was under house arrest.
All these things reminded Angor of how small and insignificant he was in front of absolute power.
He might be the strongest among his peers right now, but sometimes, the higher you stood, the further you could see, and you would realize how weak you really were.
He didn't want to become the king of monkeys. He just wanted to get rid of the fate of being toyed with and controlled by others as soon as possible.
And to achieve that, he had to improve his own strength first.
In the past three days, Angor had been working on his cantrip model. The spirit model in his mind space was already showing signs of "scattering". If he kept working on it, the model would turn into a "spider web", which would spread out in all directions.
However, he did not continue. It was not because he could not or did not want to, but because he did not dare to.
"Singularity Dispersive Meditation" was indeed the strongest channeling method that had been discovered so far. Just as it was described in its records, there was almost no bottleneck before one reached the level of a wizard.
If Angor kept working on it, he would soon reach the level of a level-3 apprentice.
He knew that he was only a level-2 apprentice when he fell into the space passageway half a year ago. He did not have a solid foundation yet. If he tried to break through again, he might end up destroying the building he was in.
But …
Time waits for no man. If he continued to wait step by step for a solid foundation, it would take at least a few years. This period of time was very short for Extraordinaires, but it was very long for mortals.
Jon was still far away, waiting for his return. He could not stop.
Angor sank into his thoughts. He needed to improve his strength as soon as possible. However, to act rashly while ignoring the foundation would be irresponsible to the future. As for how to quickly make up for his foundation, that was something that could be slowly explained in the future. As for his body's deficiencies … the purification garden should be able to do it.
When thinking about the garden, Angor's mood sank to the bottom again.
The words that Shadow had said to him that day still rang in his ears.
"Every time the garden opens, it's always a fight for the right to enter. People say that there are a lot of places available, but they're all lies. You know how the Sorcerer's Garden uses up its laws. Floating Mech City can't even satisfy our own needs, let alone outsiders. " "That's why the purification garden is so strange this time. All you need to do is climb to the top of the Sky Tower to get in, and you'll be able to do it. Previously, the requirement to enter the garden was at least 30 levels in the Tower of Infinity. "
To challenge the Tower of Infinity, one had to clear all 15 levels of the tower.
In the past, only those who reached at least 30 levels could enter the garden. But now, the requirement was extended to all wizards in the southern wizarding region. Even without Shadow's explanation, Angor already knew what was going on.
"So, the garden this time is not as simple as it seems. There might be more to it than meets the eye." Shadow was trying to dissuade Angor from entering the garden.
He did consider accepting Shadow's help to get away from this place.
But … the garden was too tempting for him right now.
Should he leave? Or should he stay here and wait for the garden to open?
Angor stayed silent for the whole night. Considering the current situation, he already made up his mind.
…
The first rays of the morning sun began to rise.
When he was about to tell Shadow about his decision, Shadow came to him first.
"How have you been these days?" Shadow pushed the door open and entered.
Angor pointed outside the window. "Not good. Every night when I walk past the window, I feel like I'm facing a great enemy."
Shadow walked to the window and looked at the layers of golems outside. He smiled. "This is the automatic ability of the defensive golems. It's the same for any stranger. Falca has been receiving this baptism for the past few days."
"You mean Mister Bogula isn't doing this on purpose?"
"No. My professor is a simple man. He wouldn't do something like this." Shadow lowered the curtain. "So, what do you think? Are you going to leave, or — "
"I'm not leaving Floating Mech City for now."
"So you've chosen the garden."
Shadow fell silent for a moment before he suddenly laughed. "Maybe you're right to choose the purification garden."
Angor gave Shadow a doubtful look.
"I've been contacting my old friends these days, hoping they can help you escape using a private teleportation array. Or, if you choose the garden, they'll find you a safe place to hide. " Shadow casually told Angor what he did in the past few days. It was only a few sentences, but Angor could tell that Shadow had done a lot of favors for him. Shadow even prepared a plan for Angor to go to the garden.
Angor didn't say anything like "thank you" to Shadow. Instead, he kept Shadow's kindness in mind.
"I said you made the right choice because I received a piece of information. As I said, the garden might be in trouble. But there might be a great destiny waiting for you. "
"A great destiny? What do you mean? "
"Floating Mech City sent ten apprentices into the garden this time. All of them are real geniuses. Two of them are heirs of truth-finder wizards." Shadow paused for a moment. "Oh, I see.
"These geniuses are the core seeds of our organization. They all received special channeling methods, and some of them even have special constitutions. Their futures are limitless." Shadow thought to himself. Of course, you're even more of a freak than them.
"The organization won't send them to their deaths. So, there must be a chance for them to survive this trip. And this chance might be a great destiny." Shadow sighed. "I don't know what kind of destiny it is, but I'm sure it'll be great. I also heard a rumor, but I don't know if it's true.
"All major organizations sent their young geniuses here. Professor, I think you've been busy with something related to this. "
After that, Shadow left in a hurry. His interest was piqued and he wanted to know more about the purification garden.
Before he left, he gave Angor a word of advice. "I can provide you with a place to hide on the other side of the city. But the atmosphere in the city is very strange right now. I think it's better for you to stay in the fortress. Professor won't have time to bother you these days."
Shadow left a final message, "Wait for my news." Then he left.
Angor considered for a moment and returned to his desk. No matter what happened to the garden, he still needed to improve his fighting ability.
He was halfway done with his study of Fear. If everything went well, he should be able to make some progress within this week. Fear was a highly targeted skill that varied from person to person. If he could use nightmare illusions, his fighting ability would be greatly improved.
Time flew. A week had passed.
During the night, Angor completed the last part of the calculation. The next step was to construct the cantrip model on his Axes of the Universe.
Someone knocked on his door when he was about to learn all the Fear spells in one go.
Knock knock knock —
The sound was clear and melodious.
Angor glanced at the clock on the wall. It was past midnight, which meant it was the wee hours of the morning. At this time, even if Extraordinaires rarely rested, no one would deliberately choose to visit them at this time.
"Who is it?" Angor frowned.
After a long while, a mechanical voice came in. "Honorable guest, Kazar has something to ask of you."
Kazar? Shadow told Angor that Kazar was an upgraded version of a Rune Eye that carried a mechanical core. He was currently the butler of the fortress.
Angor didn't open the door. "Come in." If it really was Butler Kazar, he should be able to enter the room directly.
The lock on the door made a clear sound.
He opened the door and saw Kaza, the man he saw in front of the fortress.
The giant metal eyeball slowly floated into the room and hovered in front of Angor.
"What brings you here, Butler Kazar?"
"Honourable guest, Mithra wishes to see you. He is already waiting for you in the living room."
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