What was that? Returning to nature? Or devouring and disintegrating?
What did all those changes mean?
Was it to show the rise and fall of a civilization? But what was the point of showing the rise and fall of a civilization?
As far as Angor was concerned, the details and context of a civilization were more important. The context of a civilization showed everything about it. The rise and fall of a civilization were just two colors on a palette.
There were many things he couldn't figure out, but he couldn't deny that this seemingly ordinary water droplet and energy aura gave it an indescribable sense of mystery.
After a long moment of silence, the water droplet and the grayish-white aura did not show any changes after absorbing the two opposing auras.
"Maybe it's because there's no external help?" Angor reached out a hand to touch them.
But this time, he only touched the water droplet.
The water droplet did not break. Instead, he slowly pushed it to the center of the grayish-white aura.
Once again, they fused together.
However, this time, the "unknown power" represented by the grayish-white aura seemed to have chosen a different direction. Instead of turning the water droplet into a sea, it merged itself into the center of the water droplet and became something similar to the earth. The water droplet covered the surface of the earth evenly.
It looked like … a planet.
For a moment, Angor even thought that he was looking at Jon's home planet — Earth.
Clouds and rain came together. Ravines fell. Continents separated. Mist evaporated. Creatures from the sea came to the land. Then, they chose to evolve. All kinds of strange animals appeared on the land, including humans.
After that, civilizations rose and fell.
Palaces were destroyed in an instant. The cycle of reincarnation began.
Above the ruins, the last group of survivors knelt in front of a statue that they called the God of Creation. Their eyes were filled with hope as they prayed to the God of Creation. But in the end, they still didn't receive salvation from the gods. Their lives ended in despair.
After they died, Angor noticed a flower slowly growing on the ground where their corpses were.
It was a strange flower with six petals. Three of them glowed with a clear light, while the other three were covered in gray mist.
When the flower appeared, time went back again.
As if in a dream, a drop of water appeared in front of him again, together with a grayish-white ball of energy.
However, in the center of this aura, the strange flower was slowly sinking.
He sensed that the three petals of the flower were shining with the light of "hope", while the other three petals were filled with the gray of "despair".
After the flower merged with the grayish-white aura, it disappeared.
He looked at the water droplet in front of him and sensed something. But he couldn't figure out what it was because his vision was too hazy.
He couldn't wait to try again. Once again, he pushed the water into the grayish mist.
The 'unknown power' had made a new choice once again. It was completely different from the previous two developments. This time, there wasn't even the appearance of a civilization. It was only a division of darkness and light.
Finally, the darkness and light merged into the grayish-white aura.
Angor tried again and again, and the light in his eyes grew brighter and brighter. Every time, he would change the grayish-white aura and merge the two opposing auras.
Death and new life, destruction and creation, hope and despair, darkness and light, truth and falsehood …
In Angor's eyes, these opposing auras were the laws of nature. Even though there were no real fluctuations of the Laws, their intents represented the Laws.
Angor didn't know how much time had passed. He saw different worlds, which merged many laws into the grayish-white aura. However, the grayish-white aura didn't change color at all. Instead, it created more interesting worlds for the next "cycle".
This time, the grayish-white aura seemed to have reached its limit.
Angor sensed that there were still many more "cycles" waiting for him to explore. But the grayish-white aura no longer merged with the water droplet.
He felt a little disappointed, but also a little hopeful.
He had a feeling that perhaps the final answer to this strange space was about to be revealed.
Angor stood aside and carefully observed the water droplet as well as the "saturated" unknown energy.
Time slowly passed.
When Angor was wondering if he made a mistake, the water droplet slowly moved closer to the grayish-white aura.
This time, they didn't merge. The water droplet wrapped around the unknown power and slowly changed its shape.
The thing Angor had been wondering about for a long time finally showed up — the Mystery aura!
A large amount of mysterious aura leaked out during this process and instantly filled this space. The Mystery aura completely surrounded Angor like an ocean.
Angor's attention was still on the water droplet's transformation. But now, the Mystery aura was so dense that it almost became tangible.
A few months ago, he accidentally came across a Mystery item while doing alchemy in Dark Castle.
That Mystery alchemy was actually a lucky encounter. It was also the result of Dark Castle's accumulation of resources. It didn't have much to do with Angor himself. He just happened to be a porter.
But even if it didn't have anything to do with Angor, if he could really craft a Mystery item, he would definitely become a Mystery Alchemist and gain access to an unimaginable Mystery world.
It would be a lie to say that he didn't regret it. How could he not regret it? However, his mentality was very upright, and he knew that some things could not be obtained by forcing them.
The alchemy he was doing in Dark Castle might have been the doing of a great being. It might have been fate that he was forced to do. He was destined to ignite Dark Castle's resources and bring Isabelle back to the wizarding world.
With such thoughts in mind, Angor let go of the matter. He didn't become a Mystery Alchemist, but this experience did bring him a lot of benefits. At least, his status in the alchemy circle was strengthened. Even the Research Department of Floating Mech City gave him an access card, which meant he could enter the top alchemy circles in the southern wizarding region whenever he wanted.
These benefits made him feel better. Then, a wild ambition rose in his mind.
Since the Mystery item was just a coincidence, even if he really became a Mystery Alchemist, he wouldn't be able to live up to his name. In that case, he didn't need such a reputation. He didn't need to rely on any coincidences. He just needed to rely on his own strength to refine a mysterious item and prove himself as the Mysterious Alchemist!
And this time was such an opportunity.
He didn't really come into contact with the Mystery item, but being surrounded by such materialized Mystery aura, he could easily analyze it and use it for his own purposes.
Maybe he could craft a Mystery item if he truly understood the Mystery item?
With such a thought in mind, Angor fully immersed himself in the thick Mystery aura.
However, Mystery power was a concept that even wizards could not understand. How could a mere apprentice like him understand it? Obviously not.
Angor didn't understand it, but he had a unique skill that no one else could learn.
He could sense emotions and fuse them together.
For example, the reason why the music box he made surprised Lady Mirror, who had lived for countless years, was that he subconsciously fused the feeling of the Nightmare Realm into it.
What did the Nightmare Realm make people feel? Time was frozen. Every blade of grass, every tree, every nook and cranny of an extinguished fire was filled with meaning.
It was his unique skill to infuse the Nightmare Realm into his illusions. Or rather, it was a special talent.
Since he could remember the feeling of the Nightmare Realm and fuse it into his illusions, if he could also fuse the Mystery aura into his illusions, he would be able to sense and study it for a long time.
Even if he left this place, he could still study the Mystery aura.
With this in mind, Angor didn't try to analyze or understand the aura. Instead, he copied and memorized the Mystery aura.
He didn't need to understand it. Just by copying, Angor progressed a lot faster. However, the Mystery aura was too complicated. Even if he was just copying, Angor still couldn't understand it.
Angor also noticed something else during this process.
The Mystery aura seemed to contain the meaning of "the unknown". If he tried to copy it intentionally, he would never achieve the desired result. However, the "unintentional memory" could yield very effective results.
As more "mysterious" feelings appeared in his mind, he began to find some familiar traces. For example, the "unpredictable", "unpredictable", "incompatible with the laws of nature yet perfectly blended with them. They seemed to be related to the laws of nature he saw in the grayish-white aura.
Could it be that the grayish-white aura from before was a demonstration of the birth process of the "mystery"? But something didn't seem right. A Mystery item couldn't possibly destroy countless civilizations, right? Maybe it was just describing the nature of the Mystery aura, which was unknown and contradictory?
Angor spent some time memorizing the aura and felt that he had a general idea.
However, he couldn't use any illusions since he was a soul without any mana foundation. He didn't know if he could really fuse the Mystery aura into his illusions after he returned to his body.
He would have to wait until he returned to his body.
After a while, the Mystery aura began to fade away.
Angor slowly came back to his senses and looked at the "water droplet" again.
But when he looked again, he didn't see the "water droplet". Instead, he saw a familiar animal — a spotted dog.
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