Angor closed the book and fell into deep thought.
According to the book, many wizards were puzzled by the strangeness of the Nightmare Realm. However, behind this mystery, there was something else that attracted the adepts, one after another, to go crazy for. It was just like the special channeling method book Sunders mentioned. Angor did not even know what the content of the channeling method was or what the guaranteed value was, but he kept thinking about it.
Perhaps this was the strange thing about the Nightmare Realm. No one knew what it was, but people would go crazy over it.
Angor looked at the blue sky outside the window and began to think.
Angor knew that ever since he agreed to become Sunders' student in Barbie's Restaurant, the price he had to pay was slowly approaching.
He had to go to the Nightmare Realm.
He did not want to offend Sunders. At the same time, he wanted to see if the trip to the Nightmare Realm would expose his teacher's real purpose of taking him in.
As for the other two options Sunders gave him, he had already given up.
It was not completely hopeless. At least, the second option was to create his own spirit model. He could give it a try. The book Initial Glory was still here, after all.
Thinking about Initial Glory, Angor got down from the slide and walked to the bookshelf labeled "3".
To his surprise, most of the books on the shelf were not bound with paper. Most of them were rare leather books with wrinkled edges and old cracks. The exposed parts were also covered in thick dust. It was obvious that these books had not been touched for a long time.
He opened and closed the scrolls one by one.
Many of them recorded stories about the wizarding world from thousands of years ago, or even tens of thousands of years ago. They were probably old gossip magazines. Occasionally, there would be useful information about spells that Angor did not know about yet.
After sorting through most of the useless books, Angor finally found an old one that had turned gray and black. On the back of the scroll, there was a line of variant words written in the unstandardized universal language.
Speaking of the universal language, Angor had to talk about the language of the wizarding world. There were different languages in the wizarding world, but the universal language was the most popular one. Of course, there were other languages as well. Some of them were born with incredible power. However, the main language used in the Magus World was still the universal language.
The reason why the common language had spread from the World of Adepts to the mortal world was largely due to the change in the minds of the people.
In this world, Magi had always been at the pinnacle of existence. Human beings were creatures with a tendency to "worship" their superiors. Whether it was the common people or the nobles and royalty, they could not avoid this tendency. On one hand, they rejected and feared the adepts, but on the other hand, they worshipped the adepts in their hearts. They even tried to imitate the customs of the adepts. The language used by the Magi was also slowly spread in the midst of these complicated emotions.
The Fey Continent and the Old Earth (Marginalized Island) used to be of the same origin. However, due to the inertia of the elements in the atmosphere, a large number of wizards had left the Old Earth. The wizards had left, but the language they left behind was understood by the nobles and passed down. Therefore, the common language used in Goldspink Empire was actually the common language used by wizards. That was why he knew the common language of the wizarding world.
However, the common language also had many variations due to historical factors. For example, Angor's Chinese characters also evolved from "Golden Seal Script" to "Cursive Script Script". For the sake of convenience and popularity, Chinese characters were also simplified from traditional to simplified characters.
It was the same for the common language. Due to different eras, the fonts also changed accordingly. Fortunately, the common language itself was an ideogram. Even if there were variations, the only difference was the simplicity of the writing. Angor could still recognize it if he read carefully.
After some careful reading, Angor recognized the name of the scroll.
A row of elegant, flowery characters was "The Initial Glory", the book Angor was looking for.
Angor opened the scroll and held it in his hand. He planned to roughly read the content before lunch.
"The Initial Glory was not because I found you. It was because you have always been waiting for me there and never left."
This was the first sentence of the title page. It did not sound like a book about spirit structure. Instead, it sounded more like a love poem. Angor complained in his mind.
When he was about to flip to the other side, he heard a sudden thunderous noise.
He raised his head and looked out of the window. He didn't know when, but the clear sky had been replaced by layers of thick black clouds.
Thunder and lightning were normal at Devil's Water. Angor already got used to it when he was on The Redbud. However, as the thunder kept coming, Angor could no longer sit still.
The Redbud was sailing on the sea after all, far away from the thunderclouds. The cloud whale was flying in the sky and was almost within reach of the thunderclouds. If the cloud whale did not have intelligence and actively avoided the thunderclouds, they might already be inside the clouds.
Even though they were not in "negative distance" from the thunderclouds, the intensity of the thunder in the sky was completely different from what he felt on The Redbud.
Rumble —
An even louder thunder hit his eardrums. Angor's vision went white for a second, which showed how deafening it was.
Angor covered his ears with his hands, but he could not block out the loud noise. He could only slightly reduce the damage caused by the thunder.
Of course, he was no longer in the mood to read. In this environment, he could not focus on reading anyway.
After three minutes, the frequent thunder finally passed. However, as soon as Angor relaxed, bolts of lightning struck down.
At some point, the stratosphere had been filled with thick, continuous thunderclouds! The cloud whale flew under the thunderclouds without leaving any space for it to move.
The lightning bolts went crazy as well. Angor finally saw the real "Dance of Electric Snakes". The violent lightning bolts were like broken branches as they poured onto the cloud whale's body as if they were free of charge.
The cloud whale had thick skin, so it did not feel anything and just kept flying. However, the creatures in the small pasture on its back suffered.
Through the small window of the tent, Angor already saw some cows being struck by lightning and turned into charred pieces. Even the normally flamboyant Demon Falcons had been struck down by lightning.
Several trees were also hit by lightning and caught on fire. The spreading fire set the grass on fire. Gray smoke began to rise in the pasture.
Angor was a little worried about the terrible scene. Would the lightning strike the tent? Where could he hide if the tent went up in flames too?
However, as time went by, the dancing lightning turned the pasture into a mess. Still, none of the tents were hit. Angor's worries were unfounded. The methods of Magi were hard to predict.
The thunder was not concentrated, but there were still occasional bursts of thunder, which made Angor unable to focus on his reading. He could not leave during the thunderstorm, so he did not know what to do. He could only cover his ears and lay down on the pulley ladder to take a nap.
After an unknown amount of time, Angor was suddenly awakened by a loud noise.
He wiped the drool from his mouth and realized that he was just pretending to be asleep. And he actually fell asleep.
Angor looked outside the window. Just like before, the sky was still dark. The thunderclouds were still there, the lightning was still there, and the pasture was still a mess.
The quartz clock on the side showed that the hands of the clock had changed from 13 o 'clock in the afternoon to 8 o' clock in the evening.
He slept from noon to night, and the thunderstorm was not over yet?
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