Chapter 2118 Restoration Complete <TOC> Chapter 2120 Depletes the Energy
Translator: SumTLMan
When Angel returned to the study, he glanced back at Tree Spirit.
Tree Spirit’s expression was calm, but in the depths of his eyes, one could clearly see the hidden flames of excitement.
For Tree Spirit, his greatest pleasures were gossip, adventure, and exploration. Unfortunately, his main body was confined in the Mirror World, making it difficult to venture out. This trip to the hidden room with Angel was a rare opportunity for exploration, and naturally, he was very excited.
Seeing Angel start to prepare his barrier spells, Tree Spirit said, “If there’s real danger, don’t worry about me. I’m just a fragment of spirit. Even if I die, it won’t matter.”
Angel nodded in agreement.
“Don’t worry too much,” Tree Spirit continued, his voice tinged with barely concealed excitement. “If there’s truly an irresistible danger, I’ll call for help immediately.”
Despite his words, Tree Spirit seemed quite thrilled at the prospect of adventure. After all, what’s an adventure without a bit of danger?
Angel, having prepared his defensive barriers, began to arrange a protective enchantment around the study. He considered not only his own safety but also the potential harm to others inside the ruin if any danger were to escape. Therefore, setting up a defensive enchantment in advance was essential.
After setting up the enchantment, Angel called over Baruba to keep an eye on it. He instructed Baruba to alert the Mushroom Witch on the third underground level if the color of the enchantment started to intensify, and then to leave the ruin with Babaya and Kudou.
With these preparations complete, Angel finally turned his attention to the knight armor.
As he was about to activate the magic formation by placing his hand over it, both Angel and Tree Spirit’s eyes mirrored each other’s mix of caution and eager anticipation.
Ever since Angel arrived at this ruin and speculated about the hidden room, he had been looking forward to this moment.
What secret was hidden in this room, specifically concealed by the ruin’s owner?
Was it really just a bedroom?
As energy flowed into it, the magically repaired runes on the knight armor began to emit a faint light. The patterns of the magic formation extended from the armor to the floor, encompassing both Angel and Tree Spirit.
Suddenly, Angel felt a brief moment of darkness and a slight sensation of weightlessness under his feet, but it quickly returned to normal.
When he opened his eyes, they were no longer in the brightly lit study but in a dimly lit corridor.
Tree Spirit, beside Angel, was looking back over his shoulder.
Angel also glanced back to see a wall, noteworthy for the magic formation etched on it, similar to the one on the knight armor, with light emanating from it.
“It looks like we won’t have to worry about how to get back,” Angel murmured, refocusing his gaze forward.
The corridor seemed deep but wasn’t completely dark. Wall lamps made of glowstone on both sides emitted a pale blue light. Although not very bright, they provided just enough light to see by.
“I’ll take a look ahead,” Tree Spirit said. With a wave of his hand, a leaf glowing with green light appeared out of thin air and drifted down the corridor with a mysterious breeze.
A few seconds later, Tree Spirit reported, “The leaf encountered no danger and reached the end successfully. There’s a closed door at the end of the corridor. Maybe that’s where the ruin owner’s bedroom is?”
The three-dimensional map at the ruin’s main entrance had clearly marked the hidden room as a bedroom. Since there was only one door ahead, it was likely that behind it lay the bedroom.
Although Tree Spirit sensed no danger in the corridor, Angel was still very cautious, slowly walking towards the depths of the passage.
After about a hundred steps, Angel saw the leaf previously released by Tree Spirit, floating in front of a familiar large door.
The material of this door was the same as that of the ruin’s main gate, even the carved patterns were almost identical, clearly made by the same person.
Angel extended his palm, and a pure white Phantasmal Limb emerged, gently pushing the door.
The door was not locked and opened slowly with the push of the Phantasmal Limb.
As the door opened, both Angel and Tree Spirit looked beyond it.
It was pitch black, nothing could be seen.
Angel was about to activate his night vision ability, but before he could start, a sudden inexplicable panic rose in his heart.
As the panic spread from his heart, he instinctively stepped back, dodging a sword light that came slashing down from above.
There was a clang as the sword light collided with the ground, creating a large pit and sending up a cloud of dust and debris.
It was then that Angel saw a knight longsword emerge from the darkness behind the door.
As the longsword appeared, a tall figure slowly emerged from the surging darkness.
Is it a person? Angel wondered with a flash of doubt in his eyes. Was his previous conjecture correct that the owner of the ruins had never left and was still in the hidden room?
Angel’s expression turned vigilant as the figure in the darkness stepped out of the door.
Different from his expectation, what appeared before him was a knight in armor.
The armor was of the same style as the ones outside, looking quite ordinary, except for the knight longsword, which shimmered with a dark and chilling light.
Angel didn’t know if the knight before him was a person or just an empty suit of armor, but through a small gap, he faintly saw a glint of red light.
Why did this red light seem so familiar?
As Angel pondered over the red light, the knight longsword swung high again, slashing towards Angel.
The knight slashing speed was unbelievably fast, almost instantly producing dozens of dark sword lights, blocking all of Angel’s possible escape routes. Angel tried to use his Phantasmal Limb to touch the sword light, and although it could withstand the sword light to some extent, the Phantasmal Limb was also severed.
Such attack power had reached the level of a formal wizard!
In just a second, several of Angel’s Phantasmal Limbs were cut.
Although the Phantasmal Limbs could regenerate, it still consumed the aura of the Nightmare Plane. The current supply of the Nightmare Plane’s aura could keep up, but if it was severed again in a short time, quickly regenerating the Phantasmal Limbs would be difficult.
It seems that a quick resolution is necessary, Angel thought to himself.
The weakest part of the sword-wielding knight was definitely its armor. Angel was too familiar with this type of armor; it was made of ordinary material and could be easily broken with a light touch.
With this in mind, Angel prepared to attack the knight’s body.
However, before Angel could act, a force came from behind him. Angel instinctively wanted to resist, but then realized that this force was gentle and familiar; it was the power of Tree Spirit.
Angel was pulled by this force for tens of meters, away from the door and back to the middle of the corridor.
Fortunately, the sword-wielding knight did not pursue.
Angel turned his head in confusion, looking at Tree Spirit standing behind him, not understanding why he was suddenly pulled away.
Tree Spirit’s expression was somewhat peculiar: “I just saw the ground suddenly collapse in several places, revealing several bottomless dark abysses. At the same time, some pitch-black vines extended spiked long whips from the abysses, launching an attack on me.”
“Their power was immense, almost reaching a true knowledge level attack, almost capable of shattering my body with a single strike.”
“Fortunately, the leaves I left at the door turned into substitutes, withstanding that attack.” Tree Spirit said, with an even stranger expression: “However, just after my leaf substitute was killed, I discovered that the abysses around had vanished. Then, I saw you wildly swinging your Phantasmal Limb at the air.”
Angel initially found Tree Spirit’s personal experience very peculiar, bottomless abysses? Pitch-black vines and spiked long whips? He hadn’t seen anything like that; if it were true, he couldn’t have missed such a commotion.
Angel even suspected Tree Spirit was lying.
But then Tree Spirit said he saw Angel swinging his Phantasmal Limb at the air? Wasn’t he resisting the sword light? How could he be swinging at the air?
Tree Spirit also noticed the doubt in Angel’s eyes, and slowly said: “You indeed were swinging your Phantasmal Limb at the air, but there seems to be something strange hidden in the air in front of you, as your Phantasmal Limb kept getting chopped off. But I couldn’t see or even sense the danger.”
“Although I can’t see the danger you’re facing, I noticed something strange, your Phantasmal Limb gets chopped off only when it’s in the red light; those outside the red light are normal.”
“You happened to be within the red light, so I speculated there might be something wrong with these red lights, and I pulled you out.”
Angel felt even more puzzled after hearing this: “Red light? Red light?”
“The red light reflected from the door.” Seeing Angel still full of doubt, Tree Spirit took him to approach the door again.
This time, they didn’t get close to the door but stopped about twenty meters away from it, looking at the door at the end of the corridor from a distance.
When Angel looked over this time, his pupils suddenly constricted.
The door was indeed open, but the surging darkness he had seen behind it had disappeared. What presented before him now was a door radiating red light.
The red light emanating from the door even spread to the surrounding walls, making it look like a blood-stained corridor.
No knights, no abysses, no pitch-black vines… Even the floor and walls previously damaged by the knight sword were intact.
But Angel, sensing the consumption of his Phantasmal Limb and the Nightmare Plane, was certain that his Phantasmal Limb had indeed been chopped off, which Tree Spirit’s words also confirmed.
Could it be true illusion magic?
Did a true illusionary realm appear, thus one could feel falsehood but also sustain real damage?
But soon, Angel denied the possibility of true illusion. Although he wasn’t very skilled in true illusion magic, his understanding of it wasn’t poor. True illusion, after all, is still an illusion; as long as it’s an illusion, it will have the unique rhythm of illusions. Angel hadn’t sensed any fluctuations of illusion magic before, so this couldn’t have been caused by illusion magic.
If it’s not illusion magic, then what could it be?
Angel looked at the faint red light behind the distant door, recalling the fleeting red light under the knight mask earlier, which seemed to be the same red light, also… familiar.
Suddenly, Angel’s mind recalled a scene: In the distant horizon, there was a massive royal city, like a mirage, enveloped in faint red light.
This scene was what Angel saw at the ruins under the Star Pool, looking from the top of the Rainbow Mountain.
At that time, Boil Gentleman was by Angel’s side, telling him that the royal city was where Minister Nooka rested temporarily. As for the ubiquitous red light, it was a strange glow known as “Light of Nightmare.”
At this moment, Angel’s mind overlapped the red glow enveloping the royal city with the red light reflected from the distant gate.
Their colors were exactly the same.
“Could this be… the Light of Nightmare?” Angel muttered, staring at the distant gate in a daze.
“The Light of Nightmare?” Tree Spirit stroked its chin, pondering: “That’s possible. I remember you mentioned the Light of Nightmare is red, right? It’s the same as the red light Reeves encountered when he first entered the ruins.”
“When Reeves stepped into the ruins, he encountered the red light, even before the creatures from the Nightmare Plane had entered. Since the ruins beneath the Star Pool originally had red light and these ruins share the same origin, it’s reasonable to find red light here too.”
The more Tree Spirit spoke, the more it felt this hypothesis was correct. Reeves, who was still at the Star Pool ruins, was protected by Nisi. Over the past few days, Reeves had detailed everything that happened in the ruins, including the tiniest details, without omitting anything.
Reeves clearly stated that those who entered the ruins with him all encountered the red light. When bathed in the red light, walls were no longer walls but turned into rolling lava; doors were no longer doors but became gateways to the abyss of the dead; even ordinary paintings and statues underwent transformations, with creatures in the paintings emerging out of the flat surfaces and statues opening crimson eyes…
Even the ground they walked on would inexplicably emit mist, dragging people into an unknown world.
This matched the previous situation perfectly.
When Tree Spirit was bathed in red light, an abyss opened on the ground, and black vines emerged to attack it.
When Angel was bathed in red light, darkness surged inside the gate, with knights wielding slashing swords.
Although they were together at the time, they faced two completely different situations, identical to what Reeves described.
“It’s definitely the Light of Nightmare,” Tree Spirit affirmed.
Angel also thought of Reeves’s situation, and he could infer that the distant red light might be the Light of Nightmare that attracted the creatures from the Nightmare Plane.
But now, the question lay before them.
Knowing about the Light of Nightmare, how should they confront it?
Chapter 2118 Restoration Complete <TOC> Chapter 2120 Depletes the Energy