Because of this topic, the air instantly fell silent.
Nausica was still smoking her pipe. The smoke covered her expression. Angor couldn't tell what she was thinking. After fixing Gank's arm, Shan sat on the other side and hugged her knees. The light from the fire illuminated her face.
"Are you going?" Nausica asked after a long pause.
Her question was not directed at Angor, but Shan knew it wasn't directed at her.
"I'll go," Angor replied.
"Then I'll go too. Let's do it. I can't let you get ahead of me. " The smoke dissipated, revealing Nausica's face. Her expression was normal, but her eyes were filled with determination.
Angor considered his words carefully. "You don't have to. For supernaturals with long lifespans, it doesn't matter whether you die earlier or later."
"But I don't want to be a burden to anyone. I don't want to be a bystander when something happens to you or Sailum. I don't want to be powerless. " Nausica's expression was determined. "What happened to Twilight Well affected Sailum and me. We could only watch you get hurt and die in the outer hall, but we couldn't do anything about it. It doesn't feel good. "
"Besides, I don't want to compare. I hope that on this long road, no matter if it's you or us, we can go further. "
Angor respected Nausica's choice. However, he could see that Nausica was not a level-2 apprentice yet. She would only be at the bottom of the ladder if she entered the purification garden.
He didn't want Nausica to die in the competition.
Nausica tucked her hair behind her ear and looked away. "You know what? Sailum decided to use the Azure Bloodline on the day I left Brute Cavern and came to Floating Mech City. I don't know what happened to him. Did he succeed or not? But I'm optimistic. I hope I can get the chance to purify my bloodline and return to Brute Cavern. Then I can see Sailum fusing with the Azure Bloodline as well. Everyone will grow stronger. Everyone will be happy. "
Angor understood what Nausica meant.
Both Nausica and Sailum were in danger now. The Purification Garden seemed to be a dead end, but Sailum's situation was even worse.
The Azure Bloodline was a bloodline that had appeared in the Twilight Auction. There was no data about it in the southern region. Everything about it was unknown. Injecting a bloodline was inherently risky. For bloodlines with data, there were various methods to reduce the risk of fusion. Bloodline Wizards even had secret methods to achieve zero risk fusion.
However, the premise of all this was that there were records, data, and cases.
However, the Azure Blue Bloodline belonged to the Three Nothingness Bloodline. No one knew how risky the fusion would be. Even if it gave a gimmick — 'there's a chance to mutate into the body of the sage.' But what were the chances? It was estimated to be very, very low, perhaps even lower than 10%.
It was safe to say that Sailum's decision to inject the Azure Bloodline was far more dangerous and risky than the blood sacrifice in the purification garden.
She didn't know whether Sailum would succeed or fail in the end, but she was willing to assume the best. Sailum had succeeded, and she wanted to succeed too.
On the path of becoming a Magus, everyone could advance together. Perhaps this was what Nausica was thinking right now.
Angor nodded. "I'll respect your decision."
"Thank you for coming all the way here." Nausica smiled.
Angor really wanted to tell Nausica to go into his bracelet and let her out after the blood sacrifice. But he couldn't even guarantee his own survival, let alone taking care of Nausica. Besides, he knew Nausica's personality. She might look indifferent all the time, but she was more determined than anyone else. Her pride wouldn't allow her to rely on others.
Therefore, Angor didn't say that he wanted to help her. But in his mind, he already planned to complete the mechanical arm before the purification garden opened.
He couldn't think of a way to bypass Nausica's pride and help her. The only way was to use the mechanical arm.
This was because Angor already proposed the idea half a year ago. Nausica agreed, so she didn't have any reason to refuse.
"Apart from telling you about the purification garden, I'm here to tell you something else. I want to know how your right arm is doing. "
Angor lifted Nausica's blood-red cloak to reveal her empty right arm.
"Do you mind if I give you a check?" Angor asked.
Nausica nodded. "Of course. Are you going to —"
"I'm going to make a mechanical arm for you in two days," Angor said calmly. "I should've done it half a year ago, but I'm late because of some trivial matters. You don't mind, do you?"
"I don't mind. But the purification garden is about to open. You don't have to waste your time on me." Nausica understood Angor's kindness, but she didn't want to trouble him.
"Waste my time? Not really. I've been studying alchemy at Master Mithra's place these days. With his help, I can fix some of my flaws while doing alchemy, "Angor explained.
The news about Sunders taking Angor away from Elixir Hut had already spread. Nausica believed him.
"But won't it be too troublesome?"
"It's all the same. Why don't you make something meaningful?" Angor chuckled.
"Thank you." Nausica nodded after a moment of hesitation.
Angor helped Nausica check the nerves in her broken arm. He discovered that she was indeed a Bloodline Acolyte. Even though her arm had been broken for more than half a year, there were no signs of it shrinking. Regardless of whether it was her activity or sensitivity, they were all at an extremely high level.
After making sure everything was fine, Angor prepared to leave.
But before he left, he glanced at Gank.
"So the Supreme Cult is after you because of him?" Angor looked at Shan.
Shan was still thinking about the purification garden when she heard Angor's question. "Yes. Saladin has a dog's nose. When we arrived at Floating Mech City a few days ago, he already found us by following our scent. Thank goodness Mister Sunders didn't leave as a guardian wizard. Otherwise, they would've started a fight.
"We've been hiding in Lumber Tavern for the past few days. Today, we finally got the chance to go outside, and he found us." When Shan said this, she was so angry that her two ponytails swayed. "Gank has already registered himself, and the Supreme Sect is the one who set up the registration. Yet, they don't want to admit it themselves."
Angor showed a curious look. "Registration? Can you tell me more about it? "
Shan didn't think too much about Angor's curiosity. "My old shaman gave Gank to me as a reward when she learned that I came to Brute Cavern. She asked Gank to protect me. She was a wizard, and Gank was one of the barbarians she signed a contract with.
"As for the registration …" Shan asked Gank to stand up. She took off the mask on Gank's face, revealing a hideous face with sharp fangs. Shan pointed at a leaf-shaped emblem on top of Gank's head. "This is the registration. Different otherworldly creatures will have different emblems when they enter the wizarding world. Gank came from Forest Plane, so his emblem is shaped like a leaf. "
"Who … created this emblem?" Angor was puzzled.
"Someone from the Supreme Cult, of course. They'll design a set of emblems for every plane they conquered to show which world they came from." Shan sighed. "It's like a slave's emblem. You can enter the wizarding world freely, but you can't leave your guarantor alone."
Shan took out a piece of parchment from her pouch. There was a leaf emblem of Forest Plane on it, as well as a bloodstain.
"This bloodstain represents Gank. Gank can only move around the guarantor who owns this parchment."
"So a plane that hasn't been conquered doesn't have an emblem?" Angor wondered.
"Yes. A plane that hasn't been conquered by the wizarding world doesn't have an emblem. Even if a wizard brings an otherworldly creature into the plane, he or she will be treated as a stowaway. "
It was an eye-opener for Angor as well. He thought the registration was just a piece of paper and a pen. He didn't expect there to be so much more to it. And just as Shan said, the registration was like a slave's emblem.
He was planning to use this route to save Jon. But it seemed that he couldn't do it now. Besides, Earth wasn't part of the wizarding world, and the emblem alone was enough to disgust him. Besides, Saladin refused to accept the registration. Angor couldn't guarantee Jon's safety by using this route.
"I heard that otherworldly creatures who enter the wizarding world will be rejected by the world's consciousness, which will weaken their power and make them sickly. But I don't think Gank has such a problem."
"Yes, but sickly bodies … Barbarians don't have such a problem. After all, their physique is there for all to see. Unless it's a mortal, ordinary Transcendents rarely experience such a situation. "
Angor nodded and pretended to be enlightened. "No wonder Balba can't do it. He's a barbarian too …" He mumbled to himself.
Of course, he was talking to them on purpose.
After asking about Gank's condition, Angor bid them farewell and left.
When he returned to Wooden Bar from Fangling Tavern, everyone looked at him in surprise. The two people trapped by his nightmare aura were lying in the center of the tavern. A man in a brown checkered tailcoat was examining something beside them.
Someone told him that the man in the tuxedo was the owner of Wood Bar, a wizard.
The man glanced at Angor and revealed a glint in his eyes. "Oh, so you're that Mister Balba's student."
Angor bowed to him politely. The man waved a hand. "Alright, I know what happened. They asked for it. It's none of your business."
With that, the man stepped aside and let Angor leave.
Angor was still trying to figure out what was going on. The man must have recognized him. Maybe this was one of the benefits of being famous?
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