But on second thought, it didn't seem very realistic. Apprentices who had been training for so long were usually smarter than normal people, even if they weren't that strong. Facing a school of fish with low IQ, even if they couldn't kill them, it wouldn't be difficult to survive.
Unless, of course, Angor had a death wish by flying into the air.
"Huh?" Angor suddenly had an idea. Flying into the air? Death wish?
It was safe to hide on the ground, but the purification garden didn't recruit so many apprentices just for safety. It wanted people dead. A lot of them. Flying into the air was the easiest way to get killed.
But no one with half a brain would think of flying into the air. That was what Angor thought from the very beginning.
But what if the garden forced everyone to fly into the air?
What if the exit was in the air?
He frowned and thought to himself, Could it be that the path isn't under my feet, but in the sky?
Angor looked up at the endless blue sky. Apart from the occasional drifting clouds and fishes, he couldn't see anything else. There was no sign of an exit either.
However, something in his mind told him that he was right. The exit was in the air.
But there were too many fishes in the air, and none of them looked easy to deal with. Some of them were as big as whales, which looked really scary. Angor decided to hold back his urge for now. He planned to go to the shadow of the mountain first. If he still couldn't find anything, he would follow his instinct and try flying into the air.
Angor kept moving forward. He was in stealth mode, but it didn't affect his speed at all. About two hours later, he covered about a hundred kilometers and arrived at the edge of the grassland.
However, it wasn't a dense forest like he expected. Instead, it was a wasteland without any plants or water. Apart from the dry ground and some unknown flying fishes, there was nothing else.
Another half an hour passed after he entered the wasteland. The deeper he went, the hotter he felt. The air was getting thinner, and the ground was covered in black scorched earth. As they went deeper in, they could no longer see ordinary yellow soil. The ground was scorched red, and they could even faintly see orange lava flowing slowly under the scorched earth.
This was a paradise of lava and a forbidden zone for humans.
In the distance, numerous volcanoes were emitting white smoke, forming a hazy world. The Flying Fish, whose bodies were on fire, darted around in the smoke. From time to time, a few red flying fish of unknown species would jump out of the underground lava.
He didn't expect to see flying fish in such an extreme environment. With his current physique, it was impossible for him to withstand the corrosion of the lava. Just by stepping on the scorched earth, one would feel the pain of having their skin scorched and their flesh burned.
He stopped in his tracks, not daring to move forward. Instead, he walked along the edge of the scorched magma, trying to go around the scorched earth to see what was on the other side.
As a result, they walked for more than half a day. Day and night changed. The sun set and the moon rose.
He had walked for hundreds of kilometers already, but he was still surrounded by volcanoes and scorched earth, as well as all kinds of flying fish. It looked like an ocean of lava. Just as he was about to give up on exploring and turn in another direction, he suddenly heard the sound of fighting.
He stopped in his tracks, and with a flash of thought, he decided to head to the source of the sound to investigate.
There was a saying in novels that curiosity killed the cat. However, Angor believed that he had Infinite Reticence's powerful concealment ability, so he had the right to be curious.
The sound didn't come from the scorched earth. Instead, it came from behind a barren hill near the edge of the volcano. However, the smoke coming from the crater was too thick. Even from the top of the hill, Angor could only see something moving in the smoke.
The strong energy reaction indicated that someone was fighting in the smoke.
As for the specific situation, it was hard to tell.
About three minutes later, a red shadow dashed out of the smoke like a shuttle and dove into the crater in the distance, leaving a trail of smoke behind.
It was fast, but Angor still noticed that it was a flying fish that looked like a snake. However, its body was completely red, and its skin was covered with pieces of lava.
After the flying fish entered the crater, the smoke stopped moving.
Angor considered for a moment and walked into the smoke. His nose was filled with the strong smell of sulfur and blood. After a few steps, he saw a charred corpse lying in a hole not far from him. This was a tall and sturdy man, but his face was unfamiliar. Beside his hand, there was a magic wand that had been broken into several pieces, with some residual magic power lingering around it.
Angor sighed and kept walking. He didn't check the body. He didn't see clearly when he was outside, but the intense battle inside was enough to tell him that it wasn't a one-man fight.
As expected, when he walked into the depths of the smoke, he saw a person on the verge of death.
Unlike the man outside, Angor had a vague impression of this one. It was a bearded man, one of the first apprentices to come to the valley. He was also an elite apprentice who always stayed on the right side of the river.
Both of his hands were burned, and his lower body was almost gone. He lay on the ground, gasping for breath.
His eyes were filled with despair. He had lost all his mana and used up all the potions he bought. It was almost impossible to stop his blood from gushing out.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up. "You're here! That's great! Save me … "
Angor frowned. Was he found out? But when he looked closer, he realized that the man wasn't looking at Angor. He was shouting at the sky.
"Help me … Ro."
Angor looked up and saw a man in a white robe standing in the air. He should have looked handsome, but his robe was covered in smoke and blood, which made him look like a mess.
However, compared to the man on the ground who had lost all his limbs, he was in a much better condition. At least, he didn't seem to be seriously injured.
Speaking of which, this man was also an elite apprentice. Angor also heard someone talking about him when he came to the valley.
"Frozen Dance" Shayaron!
"All of your limbs are gone. You're useless even if you survive," Shayaron looked at his companion lying in a pool of blood and spoke in a cold voice.
"I can transplant organs. I have enough magic crystals for the transplant. Save me!" The burly man begged, but Shayaron ignored him completely. Instead, he turned around and said, "Don't worry.
"It's not easy to stay alive in the purification garden. I don't want to drag someone down with me." With that, Shayaron disappeared into thin air.
Seeing that Shayaro was about to disappear from his sight, the burly man panicked and roared, "Shayaro, if I hadn't blocked that flying fish for you, the one lying here would be you!"
"I never asked you to save me. I'm really grateful that you blocked the attack for me. You did me a favor, but … I'm paying it back now. "Shayaron's voice came from outside the smoke.
"I'm paying you back by not killing you."
Shayaro's shadow completely disappeared, leaving behind the angry roar of the burly man. Tears of blood flowed from his eyes.
"You're biting the hand that feeds you. Fine! Fine! Fine! If I'm still alive, I'll kill you first! "The man mumbled to himself on the ground." If I'm still alive … "
However, he had lost all of his limbs. It was almost impossible for him to survive. Even if he was lucky enough to survive, how could he survive in the purification garden without his limbs?
What did it feel like to lose one's life? Perhaps it felt like his body was being emptied.
What would it feel like to personally witness your life slipping away? The man knew that there was only one word to describe it — cold. Even though his entire body was burned, even though he was surrounded by volcanoes and scorched earth, even though the ground was on fire, he only felt cold. From his bone marrow to his brain, from his mind to the depths of his soul.
"Am I going to die?"
He didn't want to close his eyes. At this last moment, he was still looking at this world with nostalgia.
At this moment, a warm current flowed from his wound.
He opened his eyes.
This feeling … This was healing! Yes, there was no mistake, it was indeed the Healing Technique!
His bleeding wound was healed. He was pulled out of the cold hell again, and he felt the burning sensation again. It was the same feeling as when the scorched earth touched his skin.
"I'm not dead?" He looked around and didn't see anyone. "Law? You're back? "
No one answered.
"Yeah. How did you come back?" He mumbled. "Is it Yethew? Or … is it Freud? "
"Who are you?" He asked again.
This time, he heard a voice. "Just a passerby."
It was a clear voice. He didn't know anyone.
"Thank you …" Since the person didn't want to tell him who he was, the man lowered his head and stopped asking. However, he had firmly engraved that voice into his mind.
"It's nothing. Whether you live or not depends on your luck. "With that, the voice faded away. It seemed the person wanted to leave.
"Shayaron! His name is Shayaron. He, Yethew, and Freud were attacking an apprentice from Floating Mech City. If you want to find a way out, follow him. "The man didn't care whether the man heard him or not. He just told him everything he knew.
Of course, Angor was the only one who saved him.
Just as he had said, saving him was as easy as lifting a finger. It was just a simple healing spell. As for why Angor saved him, it was probably because the conversation between the man and Shayaron improved his impression of the man.
Since it was just a simple healing spell, Angor didn't mind using it. He knew that the man would die in the end. There was no way he could survive in the purification garden without his limbs.
However, to Angor's surprise, the man gave him a very useful piece of information. A healing spell in exchange for a useful piece of information.
Angor glanced at the man whose hope was reignited and grinned. He left the smoke and flew toward Shayaron's direction.
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