Chapter 1433 Pure Energy <TOC> Chapter 1435 The Vanishing Vision
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Angel observed The Gateway Model’s Transformation just as the pure energy cycle was about to conclude.
The change in the Gateway Model was a subtle shift generated internally. With over 2,700 intricate runes interwoven, it was naturally challenging to discern. Moreover, Angel hadn’t intended to use the Gateway Model at this point in time, hence his focus wasn’t directed towards the Spell Position.
It wasn’t until the Gateway Model spontaneously emitted a peculiar fluctuation that Angel subconsciously shifted his attention towards it.
Upon a closer look, he was taken aback.
Of the 2,700 runes within the Gateway Model, half were crafted by Angel himself, while the other half were formed by a distinct energy. This particular energy differed vastly from any energy Angel was familiar with, and its origin was exceptionally unique.
It emanated from a bizarre dimension intimately connected with the “Heavenly Eye.”
Previously, when Angel used the Gateway Model, its function was limited to short-distance spatial displacements. However, Angel was acutely aware that there was a unique aspect of the Gateway Model that hadn’t manifested yet.
He pondered if the Gateway Model would undergo any changes under the influence of this peculiar energy.
Initially, when Angel constructed the Gateway Model in Whale Whisker Sea, it did contain some of this distinct energy.
This energy resides deep within the Gateway Model. As magic circulates within, the energy gradually spreads out. Angel couldn’t determine if this dispersion increased its total volume or if it was merely a dilution while retaining the same overall amount — or if there were other possibilities at play.
Yet, it’s foreseeable that eventually, this distinct energy might permeate the entire Gateway Model.
From the moment Angel speculated, when a particular energy spread throughout the Gateway Model, perhaps one could observe the effect on the Gateway Model under this special energy.
Angel had always looked forward to this day, but the diffusion rate of the particular energy was just too slow. Based on Angel’s earlier hunch, it might take some more time.
However, the very moment Angel infused the pure energy into the mental model for the initial cycle, that particular energy inside the Gateway Model suddenly began to diffuse rapidly.
Initially, Angel believed it would take months for the special energy to finish spreading, but in a blink of an eye, it had already covered more than eighty percent of the Gateway Model. Furthermore, the diffusion hadn’t finished. Angel could clearly see the particular energy extending towards the uncovered areas at a visibly fast pace. It wouldn’t be long before the entire Gateway Model would be enveloped by this special energy.
The reason Angel noticed the changes in the Gateway Model was that he sensed an anomalous fluctuation. When the special energy in the Gateway Model spread to ninety percent, the anomaly became even more intense, to the point that Angel felt discomfort.
The moment the particular energy entirely permeated every part of the Gateway Model, the discomfort intensified once again.
The body metamorphosis only made Angel feel a slight sting. But this current discomfort gave him a sensation of tearing.
This tearing sensation was so intense that Angel couldn’t discern whether it was his physical body or soul experiencing it.
His only reaction was to furrow his brows, instinctively curling up, and retracting his external energy.
It seemed he hoped this action might alleviate the tearing sensation.
The onset of this sensation also prompted the Gateway Model to undergo a peculiar transformation. Angel couldn’t describe this transformation, but he knew that when it ended, perhaps it would be the moment the special energy unveils its secrets.
Simultaneously, in the outside world.
Everyone was still concerned about Angel’s situation. They were in the dark about whether Angel had successfully advanced or failed in his endeavor.
If he had advanced successfully, then why did the Vision disappear?
If he had failed, why was Angel’s only visible reaction to curl up, with no signs of an energy breakdown?
While everyone was wrapped in confusion, perhaps only Frost grasped what was happening.
Frost observed Angel silently. After a moment, he lifted his gaze to the heavens… His focus wasn’t on the dome above nor on the Sky Ghost Ship beyond it. Instead, he looked past all these to the deeper darkness of the void.
There, it seemed a change beyond description was taking place.
“It really is it, it has appeared again,” Frost murmured.
Who was he referring to? Sanders, standing behind Frost, overheard his whisper and grew curious.
However, before Sanders could ask, an overpowering sensation emanated from the horizon. As this sensation enveloped them, a gentle breeze, seemingly from nowhere, caressed their skin.
With the wind’s arrival, the atmosphere grew slightly stagnant.
Aboard the Sky Ghost Ship, Kimberly looked towards the distant horizon, puzzled, “Has the Vision returned?”
Following her gaze, the onlookers noticed that beyond the rolling mountains at the edge of the dim horizon, low clouds were gathering. Under the dim night, they formed into dark clouds and rapidly moved towards their location.
“It truly is the Vision,” exclaimed the elder wizard of Silent Hill. “However, why does this Vision appear… larger than before?” After pondering for a while, unsure of how to describe it, he simply concluded, “Somewhat bigger?”
To describe it as “immense” might seem simplistic, yet everyone grasped the elder wizard’s sentiment.
What they observed in the horizon wasn’t merely one direction. It was omnipresent, in every conceivable direction, a full three-sixty. Everywhere they looked, vast arrays of low-hanging clouds gathered. The origin of these clouds remained a mystery to them; they only knew that these clouds surged like a tidal wave, converging rapidly towards their location!
Just this spectacle alone was a clear indication that this phenomenon was many magnitudes grander than any they had seen before.
What’s more, what they saw with their naked eye was merely the “horizon”, a term that inherently carries a vague sense of distance.
Could these visions perhaps hail from even more distant planes?
“This phenomenon, even in its nascent form, is already so grandiose. In fact, there was a divine presence that descended earlier.” Kimberly furrowed her brows in deep contemplation, “What in the world is going on?”
This burning question found its answer as the rolling dark clouds swarmed directly overhead.
At that moment, the entirety of the Middle Layer World, up to the furthest limit one’s eye could discern, was blanketed by these dark clouds. Directly above them, instead of converging, the clouds swirled slowly, creating a massive vortex.
At the very epicenter of this cloudy maelstrom, accompanied by a familiar fluctuation, descended an aura of terror so palpable that it felt almost unbearable.
Even with the protection of the Sky Ghost Ship’s barrier, the sheer oppressive aura forced the apprentices to the ground. Every one of them trembled uncontrollably, oblivious to the unfolding external events.
Standing wizards, on the other hand, were entirely awestruck.
“How can this be?” A piercing scream emanated from Isabella’s lips, “Why has the World Will manifested? Why?!”
The World Will.
The overwhelming aura, the familiar pulses, they all pointed to one undeniable truth — this was truly the manifestation of the World Will.
Kimberly sensed the fluctuations in the air, finally understanding the enormity of the situation. Yet, this realization brought with it a mixture of astonishment and disbelief.
She turned to Isabella, whose backdrop was filled with sounds of shock and frantic murmurs, “Why? Don’t you already know the answer deep down?”
After speaking, Kimberly’s gaze shifted to Angel beneath the dome. Her eyes flitted with surprise, but also a trace of envy.
Isabella, upon hearing Kimberly’s words, stood frozen, still muttering, “Why…”
Farja, leaning against the mast of the Sky Ghost Ship, watched the unfolding events. In a tone filled with doubt, he asked the elder wizard, “What has happened for the World Will to descend?”
The elder wizard hesitated for a moment and whispered, “I’m not certain. My intuition could be right or wrong. But this seems like…”
“A manifestation of Spell Creation.”
“Manifestation of Spell Creation?” Farja paused, his eyes filled with shock. He fully grasped what that implication meant——
It was a ticket to the path of true knowledge.
If this truly is the manifestation of Spell Creation, could it mean… Angel isn’t merely breaking through as a wizard but is on the brink of stepping into the realm of true knowledge?
Farja’s eyes trembled with disbelief, “Impossible, it can’t be, how could it?”
The repetition, deliberately intensified in progression, suggested that deep inside, Farja was gradually leaning towards belief.
The elder wizard himself harbored some doubts, yet it was Isabella’s actions that illuminated the truth for him.
The blood bathing ritual Isabella orchestrated and her past acts of even humbling herself at Silent Hill for Bogula’s favor were all due to her inability to tread the path of true knowledge.
Isabella felt a profound sense of defeat regarding her pursuit of true knowledge, paired with an intense obstinacy.
For this reason, her reaction was so pronounced when she encountered the Spell Creation Vision.
While the people on the ship were still startled by the elder wizard’s answer, Isabelle was silently attuning herself to the stagnant aura surrounding them.
Apart from Frost, Isabelle had encountered the Spell Creation Vision more than anyone else present.
Her understanding of this Vision was profoundly deep.
She was certain that the elderly wizard was not mistaken in identifying the Spell Creation Vision… Still, lingering uncertainties persisted in Isabelle’s heart.
The Spell Creation Vision was indeed accurate, but she always felt that something about this Vision wasn’t quite right.
There was another thing that made Isabelle feel suspicious.
She lifted her head, her gaze drawn to the dark swirling clouds in the sky.
The World Will also struck her as odd.
It wasn’t a doubt about the World Will itself, but behind the World Will, she faintly sensed an even deeper presence… This aura was in line with the World Will, yet it was somewhat distinct.
Chapter 1433 Pure Energy <TOC> Chapter 1435 The Vanishing Vision