Chapter 1143 The Fiery Birdcage <TOC> Chapter 1145 Underground Passage
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Time quickly drained away, second after intricate second.
Before Angel, a clash of crimson and jade ensnared his senses, a chaotic mélange of color that coalesced in myriad ways. Now and again, the scarlet would dominate, pervading his vision with a fiery mist, yet at times, the green would seize the advantage, spawning a web of verdant tendrils that drove away the red fog. In essence, all these were visual manifestations of energy.
In a state of extreme lucidity, Angel indeed had the ability to still his mind and track these energy pathways. Combined with the power of “Supercomputing”, his capacity to process this influx of data even rivaled that of a formal wizard.
Yet despite this, Angel found no opportunity to escape from the crisscrossing red and green before his eyes.
The sheer energy level of Fafnir and Komodo was simply too overwhelming. Although they had yet to truly clash, the energy seeping from them was already causing a widespread disruption.
Such a dense disruption of energy left Angel with no opportunity to escape even after he had deciphered the energy patterns, and analyzed the distinct intertwinement of “Wind” and “Fire.”
The energy density was so high that even with his ability to discern the illusion.
——Angel found no way out.
As the Domain of Wind was gradually weakened by the surrounding energy disruption and Fafnir seemed to have no intention to replenish this energy, Angel reckoned that if he didn’t escape soon, he’d become the first case of “a focal point of contention between two parties who, due to insufficient power, dies from the unleashed energy.”
Angel lifted his gaze, yet all he saw was the gray dust. Occasionally, the red and green lights flickered as the wind and fire tangled, but the forms of Fafnir and Komodo remained hidden from his sight.
Under these circumstances, the thread of rationality in his mind seemed to be on the verge of snapping.
“An…gel…”
Just then, a barely audible whisper snaked its way into Angel’s ears. A flicker danced in his eyes. If it weren’t for his extreme lucidity at the moment, he might have dismissed the soft sound as a figment of his imagination.
Perking up his ears, Angel tuned into the sound attentively.
This time, he didn’t hear any noise, but he did feel a vibration from his bracelet.
With a quick flip of his hand, he found himself holding a droplet of blood that glowed with a faint red light.
It was the essence blood left by Sanders.
After disregarding other factors, Angel finally sensed the faint voice emanating from the droplet of blood.
“Angel, can you hear me?” The voice was faint, but at least it wasn’t completely inaudible like before.
The only one who could communicate with Angel through this droplet of blood was undoubtedly Sanders!
“I can hear you, but your voice is very faint,” Angel’s eyes lit up. “Is that you, Mentor? I need your help right now…”
Before Angel could complete his sentence, Sanders’ voice resonated again, “The silence is due to the chaotic energy around you, masked by the domain… to prevent disconnection, I’ll be brief. Your current situation is dangerous, the surrounding energy density is too high, and you must leave as soon as possible. I will separate an energy path to your side. When the time comes, there will be an energy vacuum channel around you. Upon seeing this channel, use your Gravity Lines to escape, I will rendezvous with you outside.”
Despite the broken conversation, the main message was clearly conveyed.
Upon hearing this, Angel breathed a sigh of relief. Earlier, he had felt trapped, but now he saw a light at the end of the tunnel.
Still in a state of extreme rationality, Angel did not celebrate prematurely, instead responded calmly, “Understood, I will be on high alert.”
Upon receiving Angel’s response, Sanders too exhaled a breath of relief.
When Fafnir and Komodo were locked in battle, Sanders had covertly approached the battlefield from the floating iceberg. Intervening while the battle was in full swing could ignite the fury of both parties, leading to unpredictable consequences.
Hence, Sanders could only figure out a way for Angel to get out on his own.
Thanks to Fafnir and Komodo engaging each other in battle, their energy fluctuations completely entwined with Komodo, and Sanders was in close proximity to his essence blood, he was able to contact Angel.
He had assumed Angel would panic, but from the transmitted voice, it could be felt that Angel was still maintaining his composure.
This made Sanders feel reassured.
After feeling relieved, Sanders began to pave the energy vacuum passage.
Given his ability, carving a pathway through the chaotic energy was not difficult. However, to ensure that Angel could get out, Sanders had to choose the pathway carefully. Therefore, he was observing the flow of energy, waiting for the right opportunity.
…
Angel kept his gaze fixed on the energy changes outside, murmuring the Mysterious Soul Whisper in his heart, hoping to respond at the first possible moment.
Time passed slowly.
The Domain of Wind was already teetering on the brink, seemingly ready to collapse at any moment.
Just then, within the intertwined red and green energy in front of him, a nearly energyless vacuum passage suddenly separated.
“Out!”
Without needing Sanders to say it, the moment Angel saw this path, his soul left his body, dragging his physical body and the Frozen Seal spell to dash out.
The moment he left the Domain of Wind, the frenzied energy outside began to rush in. These chaotic energies were like a rain of blades; even though they didn’t touch his soul, their sharpness made him feel a pricking pain all over his body.
Ignoring the pain of his soul, Angel stared sternly ahead.
Venturing along the path that pierces the vacuum of energy, Angel was ceaselessly calculating the angle of deviation, velocity, and the scope of movement. Often times, the passageway would merely present itself for a fleeting moment; he had to seize that barely a second-long opportunity, promptly crossing through it.
One could say that this was, quite possibly, the most perilous journey Angel had ever embarked on. Even the slightest deviation, or a minor miscalculation, would likely cause his soul to transition from living to dead instantaneously.
After several successive translocations, Angel had crossed a hundred meters away from the previous domain of wind.
Meanwhile, the Domain of Wind could no longer withstand the external energy’s ferocity, and shattered into fragments.
Witnessing this spectacle, Angel’s emotions were in turmoil. Had he not acted to save himself, had Sanders’ aid not been present, it was probable that he would have been ground to dust by now.
Brushing aside unnecessary thoughts, Angel cautiously continued his vigilant progress.
When he crossed an area shrouded in a veil of dust and sand, Angel finally spotted the silhouette of Sanders hundreds of meters away.
Sanders, as of now, was intently staring at the turbulent energy region ahead, his white-gloved hands dancing in the void as if playing a piano. Each leap brought a new musical note, adding another safe passage before Angel. This method of sorting through chaotic energy and forcefully paving a path to survival amidst chaos, was not easy, even when navigated by Sanders.
In a matter of a few seconds, Sanders’ entire body was drenched as if soaked in water.
Fortunately, as it currently stood, everything seemed to be proceeding smoothly.
After crossing several more passages, Angel was now less than a hundred meters away from Sanders.
The exit and hope were not far off!
Yet, at this very moment, a peculiar energy came flying in from the beyond.
This energy streaked through the suspended dust and sparks in the air, unerring in its trajectory, precisely striking one of the “notes” Sanders had released.
This note encapsulated all the information generated when Sanders was organizing energy. When the note melded into the interlaced red and green chaotic energy, the information within would naturally diffuse, seeking the pre-set coordinates to pave a safe path for Angel.
Up until now, every note had successfully reached its predetermined location, guiding Angel in the correct direction.
However, this time, due to the strike from the strange energy from beyond, the note shattered before it could meld into the appropriate position…
This meant that the construction of the next safe passageway was impossible!
The safe passage in which Angel currently resided had only a few seconds left. Once the time was up, the energy in the passage would collapse, and Angel would be immediately exposed to the chaotic energy, torn into fragments.
Even if Sanders immediately reconstructed another note and sent it in, there still wouldn’t be enough time!
The line between life and death, in the blink of an eye!
A second later, the energy before his eyes began to show signs of collapse.
In this hair’s breadth of a moment, Angel’s cognition became razor sharp, his thought process breaking free from some unseen shackles, and the surrounding environment fell eerily silent.
Time appeared to come to a standstill.
Angel was grateful that he managed to maintain a state of extreme rationality, preventing any distraction due to panic.
Under these circumstances, Angel didn’t waste time pondering the cause of the current situation or the origin of the extra-dimensional energy. Instead, he devoted all his mental resources towards self-preservation.
Every detail before his eyes transformed into data, a wild roller coaster ride within Angel’s cognition.
His ability to process information, the accuracy of his analysis, and the speed of his thought process all peaked at this moment.
Lost in this chaotic and perilous maze, Angel sought an unequivocal path to survival, which proved to be an Herculean task. He was akin to standing on an isolated island surrounded by rapidly expanding lava, the scorching flow creeping ever closer.
Amid such a desperate situation, the odds of discovering a lifeline were slim to none.
If he had been more powerful, he could have sprouted wings to escape the lava by taking to the skies. But his strength was limited, he could only hunker down and pray for the lava to spread at a slower pace…
Perhaps fortune favors the brave, at a moment when Angel was nearing despair, he noticed an area where the energy was slightly less dense. Although it wasn’t a complete vacuum, it was significantly safer compared to the chaotic energy in other regions.
This Safe Passage did not lead towards Sanders, but to a deep pit, the contents of which remained a mystery.
Furthermore, Angel couldn’t guarantee his survival even if he chose this path.
However, considering his current predicament, standing still would certainly spell ldoom, while taking this route might offer a sliver of hope for survival.
Without the slightest hesitation, Angel decisively flew towards this sole lifeline. As he moved, time around him seemed to restart its flow.
Accompanied by the roar of energy, in the very next moment, Angel plunged headfirst into the limitless darkness…
Chapter 1143 The Fiery Birdcage <TOC> Chapter 1145 Underground Passage