Jebra froze on the spot.
He had just become a level-3 apprentice not long ago, and he had only been stuck at the first barrier for half a year. Normally, he would be stuck there for two to three years, and if he was lucky enough, he could break through within a year.
But now, he could feel that the barrier had loosened up a bit?! There was almost no hindrance when he turned into his elemental form, which was enough to prove that he was right.
According to Jebra's experience, it wouldn't take him long to break through the barrier and become a mid-level level-3 apprentice.
Jebra couldn't hold back the joy in his heart.
However, Jebra's joy only lasted for a short while before he realized something else. Why did his bottleneck suddenly become so much easier to handle?
Half a day ago, when he turned into his elemental form, he still felt a little bit sluggish. He didn't believe that he could do it in such a short time.
So what was the reason?
Jebra slowly looked up at the misty illusion floating in the air.
The answer was self-evident.
The most bizarre thing he experienced today was that he suddenly entered a strange dream. Or should he say, an illusion? In that dream, he lost all his memories. He was just a fisherman struggling in the middle of a storm. He only lasted for a minute or two before he died.
After his death, he regained his memories, and the barrier loosened up.
Everything happened according to logic. Jebra quickly realized that there was something wrong with the music that came out of the illusion for the second time.
While Jebra was pondering, he sensed a tiny movement of water element.
He followed the movement and saw that all the mermaids on the turtle's back had closed their eyes without him noticing.
Then, Jebra saw the mermaid knights waking up one after another. Some of the mermaids were still in a daze when they woke up.
He muttered, "Why am I afraid of a tsunami … Am I dreaming?"
Jebra nodded. These mermaids were probably dragged into the strange dream by the music just like him.
The strange movement of water element had nothing to do with the mermaid knights. Instead, it was the mermaid princess who was the last to awaken. With a series of moans, she slowly opened her eyes.
It was this unconscious murmur that caused the surrounding water elements to move.
Jebra knew that the mermaid princess could control the water with her song to a certain extent, but her power was as weak as a low-level sea monster.
However, it was obvious that the Mermaid Princess had not completed her chant. Just one syllable was enough to cause a change in the water elements!
What did this mean?
Her control of the water had improved.
The reason probably had something to do with that weird music.
Jebra stared at the mist with a fervent look in his eyes and prayed that the music would come again, which would give him a chance to record it.
But in the end, there was no more music coming out of the fog.
Time passed, and another hour passed. The alchemy omen Jebra was looking forward to finally appeared.
Vast amounts of water mist rose from the sea into the sky, and finally, it completely filled the entire sea area within a radius of several thousand kilometers. This fog was even thicker than the fog of the Devil's Sea. The visibility of the naked eye was limited to a range of two to three meters, and nothing could be seen around them.
In the eyes of mermaids and mermaids, the fog was a natural phenomenon. But to supernaturals, they could clearly sense the presence of an alchemy omen.
Jebra stared at the fog with a puzzled look. "Maybe Angor is crafting something related to water. However, to be able to cause such an omen within a few thousand miles, this item must be at least close to a high-grade item. Or at least … a high-tier one! "
But wasn't Angor crafting a music box? Was it really necessary to craft such a high-tier item? Or had he guessed wrongly?
Still, Jebra's biggest question right now was what kind of secret was hidden in the music he just heard.
How did it make him relax his guard? How did it improve the mermaid princess's power?
Not only did he want to learn the secret of the music, but he also wanted to get his hands on the music as well as the item that produced it. However, there was no way he could get his hands on the alchemy item right now, unless he tried to steal it. And if he did that, he would end up offending an alchemist with a bright future ahead of him.
Jebra considered for a moment and gave up on the idea. He already got close to Angor with the help of some precious materials, so he didn't want to offend Angor again.
Unless he was confident that he could make Angor stay here forever.
But he wasn't sure. Apart from Angor's strength, the gray-looking bird in the sky was already too much for him to handle. Even if he won the battle with the help of the sea, he might not be able to kill a seabird that had mastered the sequence of gravity.
In terms of benefits and combat strength, there was no need for him to ruin the relationship between the two of them at this time.
Since he already made a "friend" with the materials, Jebra decided to ask Angor to make him one after this mission was over.
But first, he had to learn about the music as well as the secret of his dream.
Otherwise, Angor would know that he was tailing them if he went to Angor's door.
But how was he supposed to learn about the music? After a moment of hesitation, Jebra slowly glanced at the mermaid princess.
Maybe Angor's alchemy item was inspired by this mermaid princess. Knowing Angor's personality, he would definitely repay the princess' kindness. Jebra's eyes slowly lit up.
…
Meanwhile, Angor was still inside his alchemy omen.
He had already died countless times.
He had never thought that the alchemy omen this time was actually for him to challenge the alchemy illusion that he had created himself.
He was currently in a dark and gloomy space. There were two doors in this space. One was open, and the other was locked.
Angor already knew what he was going to do as soon as he entered the space.
Through the open door, and if he could get out alive, the other locked door would open. And the other door would be the final exit.
Right above the two doors, there was a golden clock shaped like the sun.
The clock showed a countdown. The hour hand started counting down from zero. When the hour hand returned to zero, Angor still did not make it out of the door alive.
If that was the case, the space would disappear.
As for what would happen to Angor, he would most likely be lost in the darkness forever.
This was the first time Angor encountered a space with a timer. He didn't know what it meant, but he didn't want to experience failure.
So, he began to enter the door again and again.
Each time, he would enter the illusion he created before and turn into a fisherman on a small boat to search for the final miracle so that he could return home alive.
Angor knew everything about the illusion he created and how it worked.
Actually, it was very simple. He had to rely on a small boat to find the Sea Goddess who was swimming in the raging sea. Once he found her, everything would be over.
Unfortunately, every time he entered the door, he died.
Just like Jebra, he died on his way to meet the Sea Goddess.
If he used Angor's music box, he would be able to find the Sea Goddess easily. However, this was an illusion created by the space. Angor's memories would be blocked when he entered the illusion. Only death or finding the Sea Goddess would allow him to leave the illusion and regain his memories.
Because of this, Angor still couldn't find the miracle even though he knew everything about the illusion.
The illusion didn't just test one's survival ability. It also tested one's courage as a mortal to face the terrifying sea and think calmly in a desperate situation.
Of course, luck was the most important factor. The chance of running into the Sea Goddess in the raging sea was extremely small.
Angor sighed and decided to try again.
A moment later, he came out of the illusion again.
This time, he was lucky enough to see a faint light in the distance. It was the Sea Goddess. However, when he tried to find the source of the light, he made a mistake and was smashed into the bottom of the sea.
Angor tried again and again, but he always missed something.
When the hour hand was about to reach the halfway mark, Angor was getting more and more anxious. He noticed that his memories were blocked after entering the door, but his mind was still as calm as before.
The more anxious Angor was, the more anxious "he" would be after entering the illusion. Once he became anxious, he would make all kinds of mistakes.
Angor didn't try to get himself killed again. Instead, he sat quietly in the dark space and slowly adjusted his mind.
When he entered the Vision Space with a calm and collected state of mind, it was indeed effective. He was able to avoid many of the oncoming waves and find the most suitable place to hide.
However, the waves weren't simple arithmetic. They were constantly changing, and Angor wasn't omniscient. He couldn't stay in the sea for long.
After dying dozens of times, Angor was puzzled. Is luck the only thing I can rely on now?
Unless he was close to the Goddess of the Sea the moment he entered the door, how could a mortal persevere in the violent and chaotic waves, and even search for miracles while persevering?
He felt like he was in an endless loop.
It was as if he had dug a big hole for himself. Angor wanted to cry. If he knew this, he should have just let the Sea Goddess stay in one place. Why did he have to use a turtle to carry him?
Still, he knew that he couldn't control himself when creating the illusion.
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