It was a young woman whose body was covered by a water curtain. The curtain of water seemed to be shining with starlight.
Although there was a layer of water screen blocking the woman's appearance, one could vaguely make out her graceful figure and long blue hair.
She was looking at him through the curtain of water.
Angor did not know who she was, but he did not see any malicious intent in her eyes. It was just some complicated emotions he could not quite put into words.
She didn't feel awkward at all. Instead, she turned around and began to talk to the wizard beside her.
Angor wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he sensed a strange energy wave coming from her body and disappearing into the distance.
Since she wasn't looking at him, Angor didn't want to keep looking. After all, this person was a true Sorcerer, and if he continued to size him up, not only would it be rude, but it would also be very provocative.
Angor looked out of the window again while his mind was racing.
…
In front of the sand table, Douglas explained the current situation of the outer city to Sunders.
"What do you think, Mister Phantom?" Douglas asked with a serious look.
Sunders glanced at the sand table. "It doesn't matter what I think. However, I do have a question. What will you do if the darkness expands?"
Douglas and the other wizards looked at each other in bewilderment. "We've considered this possibility, and we asked Professor Anglo to help us. According to his information …"
At this point, Douglas looked at the woman who was completely covered by the water curtain.
The woman nodded and stepped forward. "I'll explain. Professor Anglo is still collecting data and analyzing the composition of the Tenebrous Domain. He hasn't come up with a definitive answer yet, but according to him, the Tenebrous Domain's composition is very stable, and its stability is based on the framework of the Eternal Brilliance magic array. If the Tenebrous Domain goes beyond the range of the Eternal Brilliance magic array, it will no longer be stable and the energy of the Tenebrous Domain will be diluted."
"So you're saying the darkness won't expand?"
The woman nodded. "Once the darkness is diluted, it'll be easier to deal with it. So, Professor Anglo thinks the darkness won't expand. "
"I trust his' plucking the strings' more than his baseless speculation," Sunders said. "After all, Anglo's nickname is' The Plucker ', not' The Plucker '."
Douglas chimed in, "Professor Anglo needs time to collect data before plucking the strings. He's been collecting data since he arrived here the day before yesterday. I'm sure he'll be able to do it soon. "
"Before plucking the strings, without a proper basis, the sand table won't be of much use." He then looked at Douglas and asked, "I heard that Anglo has already calculated the fate of the wizards who entered the outer city. What's the result?"
Douglas' expression turned solemn at the mention of the death of the adepts. His face, which was already full of righteousness, became even more solemn.
"According to Professor Anglo, some of the wizards who fell into the outer city survived. I don't know about the other Sorcerer organizations. They don't want to provide the essence blood of Sorcerers who entered the outer city, so I can't guess. However, we sent six people into the Sleepless City. So far, one of us is dead, and five are still alive. "
"The one who died was Witch Dinan." When Douglas mentioned the person who had died, his face was filled with sorrow. Official wizards were the most powerful wizards in any wizard organization, and the death of even one of them was heartbreaking.
Douglas inserted a flag into the sand table and said, "According to the calculations, Witch Dinan fell here."
"Is this the teleportation hall?" Sunders looked at the sand table.
"Yes. We think Witch Dinan tried to leave through the teleportation array. She was either crushed by spatial energy, or she was ambushed in the hall. However, based on the current situation of life and death, we are leaning towards the former. "
Crushed by spatial energy? It was possible.
However, as a true Magus, they should have considered the instability of space and would not have made such a decision.
Unless she was forced to do so. If she didn't use the teleportation array, she would die. If she did, she might have a chance to survive.
In other words, she might have encountered a dangerous situation that could endanger her life.
So what was the danger? Was it the two foxes and frogs? Or was it the unknown monster that came out of the whirlpool? Or something else?
"Mister Phantom, are you here for Angor?" The woman behind the water curtain suddenly spoke.
"What do you mean?"
"As we all know, your student once touched Mystery energy in Dark Castle. He didn't become a Mystery Alchemist because of Lady Isabelle's interference, but he's already a Master Alchemist." The woman sounded like she was praising him, but there was also a hint of jealousy in her voice. "This time, the Mystical presence in Sleepless City is obviously a new Mystical item. Didn't you bring him here for him to observe? Maybe he can reach the Mystical State again?"
The other wizards all looked at Angor, who was standing not far away from them.
It was better to find an alchemist who could make Mystery items than a Mystery item.
They knew this, but they didn't have such a talent. If their student could touch Mystery energy, or even become a Master Alchemist, they would be so happy that they would wake up from their sleep.
One had to know that the number of Master Alchemists in the entire Southern Region could be counted on one hand. Most of them were in Floating Mech City.
There was only one "Alchemist" in Brute Cavern, which was one of the top wizard organizations in the southern wizarding region — "Rose Crown" Leona.
It was already good enough for a small wizard organization like them to have an Alchemist.
"So he's the legendary Angor. Thank you for your kindness, Mister Phantom," Douglas complimented.
Sunders was speechless. Actually, he did not intend to do so.
He brought Angor to Sleepless City because of Angor's other identity, "Shava."
Since the fox called Angor "Mister", Angor's identity might be useful here. Besides, this wasn't the Nightmare Realm. Sunders could easily protect Angor and let him hide in the Gravity Garden. That was why he brought Angor here.
As for their guesses, they didn't have such a thought before.
Of course, Sunders wouldn't deny it. He smiled and looked at the woman behind the water curtain. "Miss Heroline, you seem to be holding a grudge. Are you still holding a grudge?"
Heroline humphed. She didn't say anything, but her attitude was clear.
The wizards were confused. They had no idea what happened between Heroline and Sunders that deserved such a grudge. A level-1 wizard holding a grudge against a level-2 truth-finder wizard? What was going on here?
More importantly, Sunders looked very proud of himself. There was no resentment at all.
Heroline didn't say anything. Sunders put away his smile and looked at Douglas. "How are you so sure that a Mystery item is being born inside?"
"What do you mean, Mister Phantom?" Douglas asked.
"The energy around here is so chaotic. Can't it be some kind of space tunnel?" Sunders paused. "Of course, it could also be caused by a Mystery item with spatial properties."
Without waiting for their opinions, Sunders walked to the side and communicated with Angor through their Spirit Bond.
Sunders briefly told Angor about the situation inside.
"Are you going inside, professor?" Angor asked after a moment of silence.
"Let's wait for a while. Anglo is collecting data. We'll see what happens after he plucks the strings."
Plucks the strings? Anglo? Before Angor could figure out who the man was, Sunders quickly explained who he was.
"Plucker of Strings" Anglo was the prophet Douglas asked for help. Plucking the strings was a method Anglo used to predict the future. By using a special spell, Anglo could pluck the strings of the world to determine the unknown outcome.
Angor noticed that Sunders only mentioned Anglo's nickname. He didn't mention anything about Anglo's background.
"So …" Angor glanced at Toby, who was looking at the city from his shoulder. "What's your purpose here, professor? Are you going to kill those monsters or save Lady Greya?"
Angor came to Sleepless City for the sake of Greya. Toby was still worried about Greya, so he didn't have to worry about her safety.
But when he arrived, he realized that there was more to Sleepless City than he thought.
Sunders explained a lot of things to him, but Angor still felt that something was wrong. He didn't know how to refute it. Under such circumstances, he might not even be able to protect himself, let alone find out about Greya's whereabouts.
Now, he was more concerned about what Sunders wanted to do here.
"I'm here for the Mysterious Harp, and to save Greya. But now …" Sunders looked at the ever-changing darkness with a gloomy look. "It's hard to say."
As for what "hard to say", Angor did not ask further.
Ever since they met in Floating Mech City, Sunders and Greya seemed to have reached some kind of agreement. Angor didn't know what it was, and he didn't want to ask. But since Sunders wanted to save Greya, at least he had something to tell Toby.
Angor also looked at the outer city.
The wizarding world was always full of strange things. Sometimes, they happened right next to him, and sometimes, he was right in the middle of them.
The deeper he went into the wizarding world, the more insignificant he felt.
He now understood why official Magi treated Sorcerer-Apprentices as if they were nothing but weeds and ants.
In this increasingly dangerous world, even Magi were struggling to survive, let alone apprentices.
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