"Please select your destination."
This was the third time Greya heard this since she boarded the strange Cat Bus. The first two times, Greya didn't know what was going on, so she chose to remain silent.
This time, Greya finally spoke up. "Witch's Town."
"The Cat Bus is about to depart. Sit tight! Witch's Town! "
As soon as the voice fell, the Cat Bus began to run crazily. It was as fast as lightning, crossing mountains and running water. Strangely, the Cat Bus's fluffy cushion didn't give off any resistance at all. She didn't feel any bumps at all.
The cool night wind kept pouring into the bus, causing her hair and clothes to rustle in the wind. Greya sat on the soft, orange plush cushion and looked at the changing scenery outside the window.
She looked up and saw a circular map on the top of the right wall of the Cat Bus. Several station names were marked on the map. Greya assumed these were the destinations of the "Cat Bus". The "Witch's Town" that she had mentioned earlier was one of them.
Greya chose Witch's Town because it seemed to be the only station on the map that had something to do with "wizards".
The others were "Hot Spring", "Tree Nest", "Mermaid Sea", "Sky Island", "Monument Valley", and so on. Judging from their names, they all sounded quite ordinary.
Therefore, Greya chose Witch's Town as soon as possible.
"Using the Cat Bus as a bridge to connect different stations? Strange foreshadowing, but also quite interesting. " Greya stretched her body and enjoyed the night breeze. "I just solved a difficult problem in Birth. Let's relax and have some fun."
Greya closed her eyes and sensed the speed of the Cat Bus.
Suddenly, the Cat Bus braked and stopped moving. Greya opened her eyes and saw a strange sign on the side of the road. There was an oil lamp hanging on the sign, and a civet cat holding an umbrella was standing under the lamp.
Greya raised an eyebrow. Angor sure knew how to have fun. How many passengers did he get on the bus? Also, the passenger looked like a beast, but he was wearing a human bathrobe. Interesting.
The fat face of the orange cat slowly turned to the front of the road sign. The two large cat eyes were like "car lights", emitting a bright white light. "Cat Bus is at your service."
The civet cat ignored Greya and spoke to the owl, "Is this bus going to Hot Spring?"
The cat turned around and wagged his three striped tails. "Our destination, Witch's Town."
"Witch's Town? Alright. I'll wait for the next bus. "
As soon as the raccoon said that, the orange cat set off again. Greya turned around and saw the strange raccoon cat standing under the light with an umbrella in its hand. It watched the bus leave quietly.
"This time, not only is there a Cat Bus in the illusion, but there are also other intelligent life forms?" Greya chuckled. "So that tanuki is going to Soup House. If I chose to go to Soup House just now, does that mean the tanuki would get on the car too?"
"What's going to happen if the civet cat gets on the bus?"
Greya did not forget about the illusion inside the feather earring. Even a scratch on the wall could create a great drama. Perhaps that civet cat also had its own storyline?
Greya did not feel like she was being tricked at all. Instead, she felt like she was playing a third party character who had her own storyline, and she could experience another life through this character.
The Cat Bus ran on the smooth path for a while, and then it stopped at a corner. Greya thought she had run into another passenger, but she did not see anyone outside the window.
It was a 90-degree turn. One side was a mountain, while the other side was a cliff. Below the cliff was an ocean that was filled with roaring waves.
Greya only saw an iron sign at the corner.
There was an arrow drawn on the sign and a line of words: "Entrance to Witch's Town."
Greya followed the sign and saw nothing. She could only see the dark sky and the sea of cliffs glowing under the moonlight.
Before Greya could figure out what was going on, the Cat Bus suddenly crouched down and leaped into the air.
Before Greya could react, they had passed through a strange gate in the sky and arrived at another world.
Greya's sight was completely blocked by the thick fog.
Greya did not mind the fog at all. Instead, she looked excited. The mist was thick, but she could still sense the Nightmare Realm's aura in it.
The fog was moving, but Greya felt like she was looking at a frozen time.
Everything would fade away, leaving only this scroll of time that never aged, waiting for her in the depths of solitude.
This strange feeling lingered in Greya's mind.
Greya was completely immersed in it. It made her tremble in fear, but at the same time, she longed for it.
She did not even notice that the Cat Bus was moving slower and slower until it finally stopped in front of a wooden pillar with an oil lamp hanging from it.
"We've arrived at Witch's Town. Welcome aboard the Cat Bus."
When the orange cat turned around, Greya slowly came back to her senses.
"So this is Witch's Town? Why is it so foggy? "Greya looked at the fog outside and asked in confusion.
The Cat Bus did not answer her question. Instead, it signaled Greya to leave with its eyes.
"You're right. If the people in the illusion are intelligent, they'll be involved in many different things. It's not something Angor can do right now." With that in mind, Greya stopped talking to the Cat Bus and got off.
As soon as she got off, the Cat Bus wagged its three tails and climbed up the wooden pillar.
There was a thin string attached to the top of the pillar, which led to an unknown place. Cat Bus stepped on the silk line without any shaking. Its four limbs moved quickly and ran along the silk line into the depths of the fog. Soon, it disappeared.
Greya tucked her hair behind her ear and looked at the place where the Cat Bus dropped her off.
There was nothing around her except for a tattered memorial arch placed in the middle of a fork in the road. She could vaguely see a line of words written in blood between the cobwebs and rags. "Witch's Town."
There was a small row of words below the words' Witch's Town '. Greya moved closer and saw the words hinting at something. "Welcome to Witch's Town. This will be your … amusement park for nightmares."
Amusement park for nightmares? Greya chuckled. The nightmare aura alone was enough to bring her nightmares.
"Using the fog to create a scary atmosphere? Is this a scary town? "Greya was not afraid at all. As a wizard, she rarely felt fear. But in this place, Greya could feel her emotions being controlled by Angor's illusion. She didn't feel scared at all, but the intense heartbeat and the heavy atmosphere forced her to focus on the illusion.
Without any hesitation, Greya stepped into the mist.
…
On the other side, Angor was working on a blueprint to create a temporary residence for Freud.
As a matter of fact, he was planning to make a random one. But after considering it, this was his second alchemy product after getting his own alchemy emblem, so he decided to be serious.
Besides, Freud was only going to live there temporarily. Angor would not need to worry about Freud's wealth flowing into other people's hands.
However, no matter how serious he was, it was only a temporary residence for a soul. Therefore, Angor decided to work on the outer appearance of the residence. As far as he was concerned, he had to make sure that his alchemy emblem was "artistic and tasteful" as well before showing it to the public.
Angor already decided to use the "skull of a dead person" as the main material for the soul storage. Therefore, he had to consider the weakness of skeletons when designing the outer appearance.
Soon, a church made of white bones appeared on the paper.
"Pure white bones. Even with the hollow embossments, it's still a bit boring." Angor rubbed his chin and decided to add a layer of Mithril on the bones.
When the final product was completed, Angor noticed that the pale white bones and the shiny gold merged together in a strange way.
There were still some flaws in the outer appearance, but it was still a work of art.
"Not bad. Let's call it … the Church of the Deceased." Angor gave it a random name. He was going to call it the Church of Bones, but he felt that it was too direct.
Angor was satisfied with the outer appearance. As for the "Church of the Deceased" effect, it was not bad either.
The Church of the Deceased was made up of two parts. One was the house, and the other was the base. Angor planned to inscribe an expansion rune on the house, which would allow the church to store more souls. However, he had not learned the rune yet, so he had to put it aside for now.
At the base of the Church of the Deceased, Angor carved his emblem and a Rune of Silence.
The Rune of Silence could release a large amount of cold death aura, which was often used by wizards to carve on antiseptic bottles. It could be used to preserve limbs and organs that had lost their vitality but were still working.
However, since it released a large amount of death aura, it could also be used to store souls.
The "skull of a dead person" could be used as a shelter for souls for a long time. With the Rune of Silence, the "Church of the Deceased" would become a true shelter for the dead.
At least, before the magic crystals were used up, the Church of the Deceased could continue to exist. He didn't have to worry about it withering like the Soul Accumulation Flower.
Now that the Church of the Deceased was finished, it was time to check its effect.
Angor took out the Soul Floret from his bracelet and placed Freud and the illusions inside it inside the church.
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