When Angor came to Pocratee, he was still a step away from becoming a mid-level-3 fighter. But when he left, he was already a mid-level-3 fighter. There was nothing he could do about it. Even though he tried his best to hold back in the plane passage, he still managed to do so.
That was why he kept a tense expression on his face as he left the place. There was always a sense of worry when it came to strength that was not obtained through cultivation.
Sunders chuckled. "I don't see any problems yet. But don't worry. Even if there are, there are ways to fix them."
They crossed several bodies of water and circled around the underground cave again. Still, Akeso was nowhere to be found. Angor wasn't worried about Akeso's whereabouts, but he was still wondering where Akeso went.
Akeso had been guarding this place for a thousand years. Why did it suddenly disappear?
They climbed out of the lake and flew into the air. Angor took out his Gondola and headed toward Silent Hill with Sunders in tow.
Gondola moved quickly and disappeared in a blink of an eye. While flying in the air, he did not notice a group of people wearing heavy clothes on the snow mountain dozens of kilometers away. They were searching for something on the mountain walls and under the heavy snow.
The leader of the group was a tall, thin man wrapped in a large black cloak.
"Sir, there are traces of excavation on the walls. We also found the remains of a ropeway. According to the archaeology professor's analysis, it has a history of at least 1,500 years. "A middle-aged broker wearing a white fur coat walked over and reported to the leader.
The leader nodded. "Keep looking. It's best if you can find the way to the ruins."
"Understood."
After the middle-aged man left, the leader slowly took off his hood and revealed a cigarette dangling from his mouth. He glanced at a quiet lake in the distance and exhaled a puff of smoke. "The Serpent Kingdom he asked about from the Grand Priest should be around here, right?"
"Let's go check it out. Maybe I can find something that can help me break through."
The thick clouds in the sky dispersed, and the golden sunlight shone down, outlining the leader's face with a layer of golden hair.
It was a handsome young man with a stubbled beard and a pair of mischievous eyes. If Angor was here, he would have recognized the man as Diablo, the Shadow who said he was going to travel outside.
…
In Silent Hill, Taurus sent Sunders and his apprentices to the teleportation array leading to Floating Mech City.
As the teleportation array flashed, he saw a black figure standing on top of a mountain in the distance. The figure was staring at them. It was Falca. He was still dressed like a chuunibyou. He stood in the distance and looked at them quietly. There was a hint of unwillingness in his eyes.
Before disappearing, he waved a hand at Falga.
Next, they appeared in the teleportation hall of Floating Mech City. "You know him?" Sunders looked at Angor.
Angor nodded. "I think he's a relative of Mister Taurus. A very conflicted young man."
Sunders didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he escorted Angor through the teleportation array and brought them to a place closest to Brute Cavern. Now that Sleepless City had fallen, the closest teleportation array to Brute Cavern became the Edge of Night.
Angor expected Sunders to tear open a plane passageway and return to Brute Cavern. However, Sunders didn't do that. Instead, he waited for Angor to release his Gondola.
If Angor didn't release the Gondola, Sunders would take Angor on foot to see how vast the land was.
Angor sighed and released his Gondola again. The two of them sailed toward Parmigi Highlands using the sky as an ocean.
Sometimes, he wondered if Sunders was hinting at something in this way. Should he craft a Gondola for Sunders?
Of course, he didn't ask Sunders directly. Instead, he tried to ask about Sunders' opinion of the Gondola.
Sunders raised an eyebrow and changed into a more relaxed posture. He crossed his legs and spoke to Angor, "It's not as good as the best, but it's better than the standard vehicles from Brute Cavern."
Angor didn't know what to think. "It's okay, but it's too small. Make me a bigger one!"
"Even if you become a wizard, this is enough for you." Sunders continued.
So it's enough for regular wizards, but not for truth-finders? What do you want then? Angor kept looking at Sunders.
"Enough chit-chat. I have something to ask you. About that puppy, how did you know it's a Mystery spirit? Or should I say, a Mystery item?"
Angor was just about to take note of Sunders' request when he heard Sunders' question. It sounded like Sunders wasn't going to ask him to craft a vehicle.
"What happened to you when you were swallowed by it?" Sunders asked again.
Angor calmed himself down and told Sunders about his experience.
Everything he went through inside the Dalmatian's body was too bizarre. The rise and fall of civilizations, the birth and death of worlds … Angor couldn't help but wonder if he was telling the truth. Or was it all just a dream?
As Angor told his story, Sunders began to think about the strange things inside the Dalmatian's body.
Soon, Angor finished telling his story.
Sunders remained silent for a while. From Angor's story, he learned about the characteristics of Mystery items, such as contradictory laws, endless cycles, and all kinds of powers that didn't follow the rules but were in perfect harmony. However, if he were to be asked specifically, he would not be able to tell where the mystery lay.
Every Mystery item had a unique characteristic. For example, they could copy things, pull people into dreams, move forever, and so on.
But Sunders didn't find anything related to Mystery items in Angor's story. Those civilizations and worlds were obviously made up. The conflicting laws looked like a lot, but they were also made up.
Or maybe the Dalmatian wasn't a Mystery item itself, but a Mystery spirit?
Sunders suddenly thought of something else. "Oh right, the crystal the Dalmatian left you. What's that?"
The diamond-shaped crystal reminded Angor of his earlier guess. He took out the crystal and handed it to Sunders.
Sunders took the crystal and studied it for a while. He didn't find anything strange about it. But he had a feeling that the crystal might be useful to souls because it kept calling to merge with them.
Angor hesitated for a moment before he told Sunders about his theory.
Sunders was a little surprised. If Angor was right, the Dalmatian's Mystery ability was to devour the laws and turn them into physical objects.
If that was the case, it would be … unbelievable.
The easiest way to determine whether Angor's theory was correct was to try absorbing the crystal. But before that, he had to examine it first.
As for how to do that, the easiest way was to use Narda's Vision.
Angor was an alchemist, but he hadn't learned this cantrip yet.
"Keep it safe. Don't tell anyone about it for now. Once you learn Narda's Vision, we'll decide what to do with it, "Sunders said in a serious tone.
Angor nodded with a serious expression.
As for the topic of the spotted dog, they all had a tacit understanding to not talk about it again. But they still couldn't let it go.
Half a day later, Angor arrived at the familiar Natural Abyss.
They reached the bottom of the abyss and saw a mirror shrouded in mist. This was the medium of the mirror world, which was also Lady Mirror's body.
Angor was worried that he might run into Lady Mirror here. If Lady Mirror asked him about the illusion he created, he would be in a very awkward situation. Fortunately, Lady Mirror didn't seem to care about the mirror world. They returned to Brute Cavern without a hitch.
But before they reached Phantom Island, a figure suddenly appeared in front of them.
"Mister Tree Spirit!" Angor quickly greeted him.
The newcomer wasn't wearing any clothes, which revealed his muscular body. The only thing covering his waist was a green leaf. Only Tree Spirit would wear such an embarrassing outfit.
Tree Spirit greeted Angor and turned to Sunders. "Yesterday, Wallace sent a message from Sleepless City. He wants you to go there."
Sunders frowned. "Did something happen in Sleepless City again?"
Tree Spirit scratched his ears. "I think the people you saved are having trouble again. They can't control their bodies like puppets with strings attached to them. Some of them even wandered into the outer part of the city on their own. You can go there and see for yourself. "
Tree Spirit put a hand on Sunders' shoulder. "Since they asked for it again, I'm sure you'll get a lot of benefits."
"What do you think?" Sunders looked at Angor and asked, "Why do you think this happened?"
Angor pondered. "We only expelled the parasites from their bodies. The golden threads still remain inside their bodies. And that golden thread is controlled by the puppeteer Yorkshire. "
Sunders nodded. "That should be the case. You go back to Phantom Island first. I'll go check on Sleepless City. "
Angor hesitated. "Do I need to go with you, sir?"
Sunders shook his head. "No need. I won't enter the darkness this time. But I can get rid of the remaining golden strings."
With that, Sunders disappeared into the horizon.
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