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Chapter 501

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Angor ran back to where he came from. He knew this path wasn't too dangerous, so he ran as fast as he could. It didn't take him long to reach the 500-meter-wide trench where he first landed.

Angor couldn't tell how fast the current was in his soul form, so he had to rely on Keely's senses to see if the octopus was still chasing them.

"The current is fine, but …" Keely glanced at Luna who was still trembling in her arms. "Luna isn't doing well. I think it won't let us go."

Hearing this, Angor decided to keep running. Based on the width of the two walls of the trench, if the trench continued to shrink, the giant octopus would not be able to squeeze into the trench with its size.

Using Keely's light, Angor rushed forward again.

It took him half an hour to reach the bottom of the trench. As he expected, the walls kept shrinking until they were less than a hundred meters away. The slope was also going up, which meant they were almost at the end of the trench.

"We should be safe now. It won't be easy for the octopus to get in. And Luna can't smell it anymore," said Keely.

Angor finally let go of them and returned to his body.

Keely watched Angor's actions in silence. She was curious about how Angor was able to do it so fast, and why he needed to eject his soul, but she didn't ask about it since it involved someone else's secret art. She kept her questions to herself.

Angor felt dizzy when he returned to his body.

Before he could say a word, his vision turned black and he fell unconscious.



"Prophets don't ask about the past. Altars are forever raised. With Meraid's Sword, you can open the past and reach the final destination. "

Angor heard someone whispering in his ear while he was half-asleep. He opened his eyes in a daze, only to see the dim yellow light and a red dancing shoe moving back and forth in his hazy vision.

The air was fresh, and there was a faint aroma in it. He smelled something like this in Sunders' study before. It was something that could relax one's mind.

He couldn't help but take a deep breath. Then he suddenly stopped.

Air? Aroma? Wasn't he at the bottom of the sea? Angor's memories came back to him.

He quickly opened his eyes and sat up.

He looked around and realized that he was actually in a stone house. Underneath him was a bed made of coral … There was no water vapor in the surroundings, and the oxygen content in the air was very high.

Hanging on the wall was a portable oil lamp that Keely liked to carry. The soothing smell came from the oil lamp.

"You're awake?" Keely heard him and came to him from another room. "How do you feel?"

He looked back and saw a hint of warmth on her face under the dim light of the fire. It was rare for Keely to not be as cold as before.

"Not bad." "Thanks." He rubbed his temples and nodded. "Thank you."

"You don't have to thank me. You saved me before." Keely walked to the wall and took down the oil lamp. She held it in her hand and said, "When you were unconscious, I checked you. You drank too much witch soup. You didn't have any blood in you, so your blood was too strong. That's why you fainted."

Keely stood in front of Angor and spoke in a complicated tone, "Your body is too weak. Even if you don't want to use blood, you can always train yourself in other ways. At least some witch soup won't make you so weak."

He scratched his head in embarrassment. "I didn't have much time for training, so I didn't have time to do it."

Keely knew that Angor had only entered the wizarding world for a short time. Considering how strong his alchemy skills were, he must have spent a lot of time studying. Yet, he was still able to focus on his own strength. It was already impressive that he could do this.

Keely now realized that Angor didn't lack knowledge or power. Instead, he lacked basic knowledge, such as basic knowledge and basic physical training.

"I'll think of a way to improve my body's strength after we leave the purification garden." Keely said before she turned and walked out of the door.

Angor had the chance to find a bloodline, and it wasn't hard for him to buy one with his wealth. However, Sunders told him not to use any bloodline for now, and that it would be best if his bloodline came from a nightmare creature.

Of course, as Keely had said, there were other ways to improve the strength of his body even if he didn't inject the bloodline. Unlike Nausica, who liked to talk with her muscles, Angor spent most of his time studying cantrips and improving his alchemy skills. He didn't train his body at all.

It seemed that he really needed to improve his body after leaving this place.

As a rank 2 acolyte, he was one of the pillars of the acolytes. But because of the beginner witch soup, he couldn't take it and passed out. People would probably laugh their heads off if they heard about this.

Angor shook his head and stood up.

He followed Keely's footsteps and arrived at another room. Keely was standing in front of a wall, deep in thought.

Angor walked closer and saw the totem of a mermaid on the wall. There was a line of words below it. He raised his eyebrows. "This is the Toad Skin's fortress?"

Keely said, "After you fainted, I took you and walked for a while. Then, we found this place at the end of the trench …"

Keely seemed to be considering her words carefully. After a long while, she said, "Watchtower? Let's call it a watchtower. "

A watchtower at the bottom of the sea?

Watchtowers were generally used for security purposes. What was the purpose of building a watchtower here? Was it the sea monster he killed? Or the giant octopus that looked like the Lord of Tentacles?

"How long have I been out?" Angor asked a more practical question.

"Less than ten hours."

Ten hours didn't sound too long. However, Angor didn't know when the ritual would begin. If he wanted to find the exit as soon as possible, he had to act fast.

Otherwise, once the sacrifice began, only death would await them.

Angor decided not to waste any more time. "What's written on the wall? Does it have anything to do with the exit?"

"I think so." Keely pondered for a moment.

Then, she began to read the words in the universal language. "Prophets don't ask about the past. Altars are forever raised. With the Meraid's Sword, you can reach the Final Land. "

After that, Keely frowned and said, "If I'm not wrong, this Final Land should be our destination. But according to this sentence, if you want to reach The Final Land, you have to use the Meraid's Sword. What is this thing? "

Angor fell into deep thought as well. The key words were "Meraid's Sword" and "The Final Land".

What was the Meraid's Sword? Angor didn't think Floating Mech City would give him an unsolvable question. The Meraid's Sword must be somewhere in the Sea of Purification. Was it a real sword? Or was it some kind of symbolic object?

Angor pondered for a while before he remembered the first underwater building he saw. There were many more murals and words there. "I have some more. Can you read them and see if you can find anything about the Meraid's Sword?"

While speaking, Angor simulated the entire building.

From the mermaid totem, to the murals, to the words … Angor showed them to Keely in an illusion.

Keely was still searching for clues about the "Meraid's Sword" in her mind. When she saw the image, she suddenly stopped and began to read it carefully.

Mana flashed in her eyes from time to time. After a while, the energy ripples around Keely's body finally stopped.

She looked a little tired, but her expression was more relaxed.

"Yes, there's a record about the Meraid's Sword!" Keely looked at Angor. "The Meraid's Sword isn't a sword. It's a scale from the heart of an ancestor worshipped by the Duons."

"Duons? Duons? "Angor had no idea what this strange name meant.

"The Duons are the Toads you mentioned, and the Duons are these." Keely pointed at the mermaids on the murals. "These ugly mermaids are the Duons. They're also the ancestors worshipped by the Duons. "

"You mean mermaids are the ancestors of the Toads?"

Keely nodded.

Angor was surprised.

He thought mermaids were the product of some kind of religion, but he didn't expect them to be related. However, their ancestors at least looked like humans. Although they were ugly, the Dugongs were too ugly. Who gave birth to the Dugongs with these mermaids? Did they have a bad sense of aesthetics? Angor thought about the process and felt that it was too weird.

Keely then translated the whole thing to him.

The murals were indeed supplementary information about the murals. The first few murals described the daily lives of the Duons, while the last few were the most important ones.

"The Altar of Demise is the final resting place of the Duons. There are many Duon priests and Duons serving them there. They will worship the gods there. If you want to enter, you need the Meraid's Sword to guide you. "Keely pointed at the last mural, which was the Altar of Demise.

"Gods? What the hell is that? "Angor thought the mermaid totem was the god worshipped by the Toads, but that wasn't the case. But now, there was another one. What the hell was this new god?

Keely shook her head. "There's no record. But look at this."

Keely pointed at a mural in the middle of the room. It was a cloud that wrapped all the Dugongs together. Below the cloud was a gentle wave.

"It doesn't look good, but I think it's about 'moving'. I think the Duons aren't native to the Garden of Purification and were moved here by someone else. That's what I'm looking at. The water under the cloud is probably the Sea of Purification. "

"You're saying that Floating Mech City moved them into the Sea of Purification, but I'm not sure if it's Floating Mech City. And the god they worship at the Altar of Demise is … someone from Floating Mech City? "

Keely nodded. "I think so."

Angor wasn't sure if the Altar of Demise was their final destination. However, if Keely's speculation was correct, then the Altar of Demise was their final destination.

Angor didn't care about why Floating Mech City did this. The most important thing right now was to find the Altar of Demise.

But there was another problem. Where should he find the Meraid's Sword?

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