Douglas looked at Anglo, who had remained silent all this time.
"Professor Anglo, didn't you say that you'll be able to deduce more information if someone can come out? Well, Mister Phantom's student has already fulfilled your request. "
Anglo didn't reply. Instead, it was "Moray Lady" Heroline who snickered. "Who's going to believe a one-sided story? Rak 'ksa said Angor came out. Bring him here then. How can Professor Anglo get more information if you don't? "
Rak 'ksa narrowed her eyes and gave Heroline a vicious glare.
Douglas ignored Heroline and continued to stare at Anglo.
Anglo waved a hand at Heroline. "Yes, Angor did come out. I saw him with my Wizard Eye."
Rak 'ksa's eyes widened. "So you're the one who hid the Wizard Eye in the branch of the Dragon Blood Tree? I heard that you're the one who urged everyone to leave. Why? Are you interested in the Darkness Domain now? "
"You're talking about the Mystery item, aren't you? No, I'm not interested. I'm only interested in the phenomenon behind the darkness that can interfere with the strings of the world … "Anglo adjusted his glasses, which reflected the light.
Anglo turned to Douglas. "As a matter of fact, when I saw Angor, I already plucked the string once.
"However, the result of plucking the string is still the same." Anglo showed Douglas the wooden board in his hand. There was a piece of parchment at the top of the board, which still had some words written in blood.
"It will become the source of darkness and the nest of danger."
Douglas glanced at Payne. "Anglo wasn't lying. Judging from the color of the blood, it's a new item."
Anglo continued, "But the words didn't change, but I feel something different about them."
"I don't know what exactly it is. Maybe something happened in Sleepless City. The only one who can give us an answer is Mister Phantom … or his student, Angor. "
Payne stepped forward. "If Angor can come and go as he pleases, can we —"
Anglo shook his head. "Why don't you ask Mister Phantom? According to some signs, Sir Phantom should be coming out soon. Speaking of which, I also want to know what the secret behind this is. "
For a moment, everyone was silent. Looking at the domain of darkness, he sighed deeply.
…
While the adepts outside were waiting for them to come out, the same was true for the people inside.
Angor floated in the air and looked down at the lifeless city. He was just as confused as Angor.
Why did the Queen go on an inspection tour? What was the purpose of this outpost for the Nightmare Queen? Also, where would this desolate city go in the future?
These were all unsolved mysteries for him. Although he knew that he wouldn't get any answers now, it was like there was an itch in his heart. The more he wanted to pretend that he didn't care, the more curious he was about the truth.
He even had the urge to run to the Central District and fool Froggy.
But in the end, he restrained himself. Yorkshire was already suspicious of him. Sunders tried to talk his way out of it, but too much contact would give him away sooner or later. After all, he was "Shava" in name, but he wasn't "Shava" at all. Besides, he already took advantage of Shava's name to gain a lot of benefits.
Angor tried his best to calm himself down. However, he still couldn't figure out the answer to the Nightmare Realm. Every time he cleared up a little bit of the mystery, he would find an even bigger one waiting for him. It felt like there would never be an end to it.
Angor was not used to this feeling. He was just a chess piece who couldn't see the situation clearly. He had no idea who was in charge and where he would go next.
There were only two ways to escape his fate as a chess piece. First, he could stay away from the Nightmare Realm for the rest of his life. But that was impossible. Angor owed most of his strength to the Nightmare Realm. Even if he could do that, Sunders wouldn't let him hide in his shell forever.
The second way was to improve his strength. If he could reach a level where even the chess player couldn't control him, he would be able to escape his fate.
He had already embarked on this path, but he was still very far away from escaping his fate.
He looked at the swirling vortex in the sky and let out a long sigh.
"Angor —"
Someone called him from the ground. Angor looked down and saw Shan smiling at him while waving at him.
Angor rubbed his temples. He came to the sky because he didn't want to listen to the girls' gossip. Nausica wasn't a gossiper, but she couldn't move freely right now. Besides, she had to comfort Shan in a subtle way, so she "chatted" with the girl happily. Angor felt like there were hundreds of ducks quacking beside his ears.
When he landed, he yawned and pretended to be tired. "What's wrong?"
Shan hopped to him happily.
Angor really wanted to complain. Without Gank, Shan couldn't even walk properly. You look like a kid, but you're already a few decades old!
"Nothing. I just saw you looking so down there, so I wanted to talk to you." Shan tried to jump up and grab Angor's arm, but the man was faster than her and leaped into the air.
"Forget it. I'm tired. I haven't slept in days, so I need to find a place to rest." With that, Angor turned to leave.
"Argh!"
At this moment, a shrill scream tore through the sky.
Angor froze and looked at the source of the sound. It came from the chapel not far from them.
Nausica also limped to them. She was still puffing out smoke from her mouth. "Wait a minute. I didn't see anyone in the chapel."
"It sounded like it came from the top floor. Did you go there?" Angor looked at the steeple of the chapel. He couldn't see clearly in the dark, but he could see the statue of the Prayer Goddess and the colorful window decorations.
"I didn't go upstairs. I just walked around the prayer hall. I found this pipe in the confession room," Nausica said.
"Let's go inside. We don't have anything to do anyway." Shan looked curious.
Angor glanced at Nausica, who nodded at him and made a gesture of drawing circles in front of her ears.
Nausica couldn't bear the pain of talking to Shan anymore.
Angor chuckled. "Alright, let's go."
This was a chapel built for mortals. Every weekend, believers would come here to pray for their families.
The first thing they saw after entering the chapel was the statue of the Prayer Goddess in the center of the hall. The statue was a made-up deity. Angor guessed that it was one of the methods used by Sleepless City to control mortals. Angor didn't really care about such a religion, but he still preferred a made-up deity compared to those fanatics who worshipped the Abyss Demons. At least it wouldn't cause any trouble.
The large chapel was empty. Only the echoes of their footsteps could be heard.
Soon, they arrived at the corridor on the third floor.
The third floor was the top floor. There were only the bishop's office and a slightly larger "listening room". The "listening room" was a place where the bishop announced to the public that he or she could listen to the Prayer Goddess.
The door of the room was closed. There were various auspicious patterns engraved on the door, such as wings, holy light, or spring water that represented life.
"I think there's something inside," Shan said.
Angor hesitated and frowned. "Yeah, there's something inside. If I'm not mistaken, it's the parasite's nest."
Both Shan and Nausica heard a familiar noise coming from the other side of the door.
It was the sound of insects.
Angor and Shan did not react to the noise, but Nausica's face turned pale. She was not affected by any parasites at all, but she had been hanging above the nest for a long time. She knew how terrifying those parasites were.
"Don't worry," Angor whispered to Nausica.
Nausica chuckled and exhaled a puff of smoke. "I can't believe I'm being comforted by you."
Angor raised an eyebrow. Why did she sound so strange? Why did she look like she was being looked down upon?
Nausica put away her pipe and pushed the door open as if she had made up her mind.
The door opened.
As expected, they saw a giant nest. However, they didn't pay attention to it. Instead, they looked at the sky above the nest.
Although they didn't say it out loud, they all guessed that since there was a lair here, there might be captives here as well. Furthermore, the scream from before might have been from the person who had been captured.
So, they all looked at the sky above the nest.
Just as they had guessed, a man with tattered clothes and bloodstains was hanging in the air. The golden strings went through his body and fell into the empty space.
Everyone they met before, including the green-haired woman, Gank, and Nausica, were all hiding in their nests. However, this man was different. He was surrounded by rainbow-colored dragonflies. As long as he moved, the rainbow-colored dragonflies would start to peck him.
There were hundreds of them at the level of a level-3 apprentice dragonfly. Yet, this man managed to hold on for so long while being bound by the golden strings.
"That's …" Angor muttered to himself. "He's at least a wizard."
Just as they were in shock, the man in midair suddenly opened his eyes and looked at them.
"Who are you?"
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