Chapter 2157 Altar <TOC> Chapter 2159 Qwest World
Translator: SumTLMan
Without Freud’s explanation, Angel also understood that the external help he referred to naturally meant the group of wizards in the Wilderness of Dreams. It could be said that with the Wilderness of Dreams, many complex and difficult problems that couldn’t be solved by oneself could be resolved immediately through this method.
Angel gestured for Freud to wait at the altar while he entered the Wilderness of Dreams to inquire.
With the emergence of the Dream Bridge, by the time Angel reopened his eyes, he was already inside a single room on the second floor of the Shining Cathedral in Initial Heart City.
Angel visited the Shining Cathedral to find Nisi.
Originally, the person he most wanted to find was Mentor Sanders, but Sanders had not logged into the Wilderness of Dreams in recent days. As for why Nisi was the second choice, it was mainly because Lady Sheila lived in a cave that contained an abnormal amount of Death Aura, and Nisi was the most knowledgeable about Death Aura and ghosts. Perhaps he knew something.
Upon pushing open the door of the single room, and following the long corridor, Angel arrived at the main hall of the Shining Cathedral.
There, Angel saw Nisi sitting beside a beautiful young girl.
The girl was praying devoutly with her eyes closed and hands clasped.
However, Angel knew very well that most formal wizards had no faith, so Nisi’s prayer was definitely with ulterior motives.
As expected, just as Angel observed for less than a minute, Nisi sneakily opened his eyes and glanced at the young girl beside him with a lewd look, swallowing occasionally.
Undoubtedly, Nisi was in the church for the young girl.
Angel sighed and moved his lips slightly.
The melodious wind, carrying a rustling whisper, entered Nisi’s ears.
Nisi was startled; it seemed he heard someone calling his name. Hesitantly looking up, he saw a person standing on the balcony of the second floor of the church, it was Angel.
After a while, in a single room on the second floor of the church, Angel and Nisi sat facing each other.
“I was somewhat surprised when I confirmed that Wizard Nisi was in the Shining Cathedral. Why are you here? Turns out, you have another purpose.”
Facing Angel’s half-smiling expression, Nisi did not conceal anything and frankly said, “Dovia is a dutiful child. She comes here every day to pray for her parents.”
Dovia was the beautiful young girl. She was brought into the Wilderness of Dreams by Freud. She had already died from illness in reality, but her parents were still alive. Hence, Dovia came to the church every day to pray for her parents.
Nisi, wanting to woo Dovia, naturally started from what Dovia cared about most. Thus, he also came to the church, pretending to pray, to strike up a conversation with Dovia.
Today was already the sixth day Nisi had come to the church.
Nisi excitedly shared his “battle report,” boasting to Angel with pride.
Angel listened to the gossip and didn’t give Nisi another chance to express his “feelings,” swiftly changing the subject, “I came here because there has been a follow-up with Little Seim’s matter.”
Hearing that it concerned Little Seim, the playfulness in Nisi’s eyes immediately became serious, “According to the timeline, has Little Seim’s trial ended? How did it go?”
Angel impartially reported Little Seim’s performance in detail.
Little Seim managed to find the bookroom and settled down to read, showing his efforts; seeing the method to deal with the Human Face Spider Ghost in the castle indicated not only effort but also some luck; facing Lady Sheila in reality, he was unafraid and risked injury to continuously test Lady Sheila, proving his thoughtfulness; after discovering Lady Sheila’s weakness, he seized the fleeting opportunity and launched an attack without hesitation, showing his courage.
A hardworking, courageous, and somewhat lucky Little Seim was thus depicted by Angel.
The only flaw was that Little Seim did not kill Lady Sheila in one strike; it was Freud who took over the task, but this was merely due to Little Seim’s lack of experience and did not spoil the overall achievement.
Upon hearing Angel’s narration, Nisi’s eyes brightened increasingly, showing his satisfaction with Little Seim’s performance.
However, whether Nisi would give Little Seim an ordinary or golden flyer in the end was not asked by Angel. This suspense would have to be unveiled by Little Seim himself when he reached the Savage Grottoes.
Having finished discussing Little Seim, Angel did not stop but continued the story of Lady Sheila, moving on to the underground altar.
Nisi also did not expect that there would be such a story behind Lady Sheila.
After listening, he mused softly, “Three hundred and sixty caves, each containing a seated skeleton… The altar also has thirty-six steps, which indeed sounds like the standard of a ritual.”
“I don’t have much research in rituals, I can’t help you with this,” Angel said.
Angel was not too regretful, as wizards who study ritualistic magic were not common in the Southern Region, and this field was more prevalent in the Eastern Realm.
In terms of rituals, Nisi could not provide help; however, Angel’s main purpose for coming was not the ritual but a certain symbol.
Angel wanted to see if Nisi had seen this kind of symbol before.
Nisi nodded: “Okay, draw it out, and I’ll have a look.”
Naturally, Angel couldn’t really draw but intended to use illusion magic to present it. However, just as Angel raised his hand to release the illusion, he suddenly… got stuck.
Nisi, looking at the puzzled Angel, asked strangely, “What’s wrong?”
Angel slowly lowered his hand, his expression a bit strange: “I seem to have forgotten what that symbol looks like.”
Angel only remembered that the symbol’s outer circle was concentric, and inside was a standard ritual hexagon, but what was the shape of the symbol inside the hexagon? He tried to recall and only felt a blank in his mind.
At first, Nisi thought Angel was joking, but as he saw Angel’s expression getting more serious, he realized the other party was not joking.
“With the memory of a formal wizard, it’s impossible to suddenly forget something seen just a second ago,” Nisi said. “This situation is abnormal.”
Angel also understood at this point that Nisi was right. It wasn’t a complicated symbol, but he couldn’t recall it at all, which was definitely not a normal phenomenon.
The symbol was problematic!
Even though he knew there was a problem with the symbol, what should be done now? Without being able to recall it, it couldn’t be presented.
Angel pondered for a moment: “I’ll go back to reality and have another look. I didn’t try to memorize it specifically before, but this time I’ll remember it carefully and see if it helps.”
With that, Angel’s figure disappeared.
Nisi, meanwhile, was silent for a moment, then slowly stood up and walked outside. As he walked, he murmured to himself, “It’s strange that the symbol can’t be recalled… Since it’s impossible to analyze through the symbol, we can only start from the ritual itself and ask Granny about it.”
On the other side, back in reality, Angel was immediately met with Freud’s expectant gaze.
Angel shook his head and told Freud about the Symbols Beyond Recollection.
After speaking, Angel once again focused his gaze on the symbol on the ground.
When he looked at the symbol, it had no supernatural qualities, but as soon as he closed his eyes and tried to recall the symbol’s content in his mind, he immediately forgot.
Angel no longer needed to enter the Wilderness of Dreams this time; he was certain that relying solely on memory was futile.
Freud, too, had realized this and hesitated for a moment before taking out paper and a pen from his spatial necklace, attempting to record the symbols through drawing.
Although he could draw, once the symbols were drawn, the paper instantly turned to dust.
“Is it because the medium isn’t adequate?” Angel wondered, and took out a sheet of Chaos Drum Beast leather from his bracelet. This was a high-grade paper with an anti-magic effect, suitable for practicing rune drawing without the risk of the paper exploding, though the symbols drawn would have no effect.
Considering that regular paper couldn’t hold the symbols, Angel switched to the Chaos Drum Beast leather with anti-magic properties.
After Freud took the new paper, he began drawing again.
This time, the drawing went smoothly, completely recording the symbols without any explosion.
Just when Freud thought he had succeeded, the symbol gradually disappeared from the Chaos Drum Beast leather, as if drawn with colorless water, fading away as the water dried.
Seeing this, Freud sighed in resignation… another failure.
A silent despondency spread through the air.
After a long while, Freud said, “There must be a way to hold these symbols, otherwise, how could the person who drew them have done so? Maybe a specific type of leather is required?”
Freud’s speculation was logical, but hard to confirm. No one knew which type of leather it could be, and it might not even be about the paper, but other special conditions like a specific ritual, lineage, or even a specific person.
Under such circumstances, attempting——to test every possibility was nearly impossible.
The situation was becoming tense.
At their wit’s end, Angel caught a glimpse of the Chaos Drum Beast leather in Freud’s hand and an idea suddenly struck him.
Freud had recorded the symbols on the leather to aid his memory. If he had successfully done so, what would be the next step?
Undoubtedly, the answer was to bring the leather into the Wilderness of Dreams.
And to bring the leather into the Wilderness of Dreams, one would need to use the ‘Dream Conch of the Moonlit Coast.’
Since the Dream Conch was involved, why not directly use it to bring the stone tablet with the symbols into the Wilderness of Dreams?
The Dream Conch, being a Mysterious Object, ignores all laws. Except for other Mysterious Objects and living beings, it could bring anything else into the Wilderness of Dreams. It could even display the Law Lines of the Wizard Garden in the Wilderness of Dreams!
Angel refused to believe that these symbols could resist the power of the Dream Conch!
Acting on his thought, Angel took out the Geometric Lock and the Dream Conch. He first activated the Geometric Lock to contain the spread of the mysterious aura, then began to activate the Dream Conch.
As the halo flashed over the stone slab on the ground, the Dream Conch returned to calm.
“I’ll go in and check,” Angel informed Freud and closed his eyes.
When he opened his eyes again, he was back in the single room on the second floor of the Shining Cathedral.
The room was now empty.
“Huh, where did Nisi go?” Angel muttered to himself, not overly concerned. He’d look for him later; the priority was the stone slab engraved with symbols.
Angel placed the slab on the desk in the room.
He walked towards the desk, his gaze slowly focusing on the stone slab.
When Angel saw the familiar twisted symbols on the stone tablet, his eyes suddenly lit up.
Success!
The nature of the Mysterious Object to ignore rules transcends the conditions of the symbols themselves!
The symbols that couldn’t be carved or remembered before were really pulled into the Wilderness of Dreams through the Dream Conch!
After being excited for a while, Angel began to look for Nisi.
Soon, Angel located Nisi’s position.
“Eh, why did he go to Ocean Theatre?” Angel looked towards Ocean Theatre, and through the godly perspective, he suddenly realized: “So, Iron Armor Granny is also there?”
Angel didn’t think Nisi would know this symbol. He originally planned to take the stone tablet to see Tree Spirit or Lord Rhine and other knowledgeable wizards. The main reason for re-entering the Wilderness of Dreams was to find Nisi, mainly to have a coherent follow-up.
Since Nisi is now with Iron Armor Granny, Angel saved the effort of looking for others.
Rhine and Tree Spirit both hold great respect for Iron Armor Granny. Her knowledge is also considered top-notch.
Holding the stone tablet, Angel hurriedly headed towards Ocean Theatre.
……
As soon as he entered the theater, a melodious piano piece was heard.
From the tune, Angel identified the name of the piano piece: —Ballade pour Adeline—.
This piece is from Earth, originally by Jon. However, the piano being played now, though sounding smooth, had some stuttering melodies, clearly not played by Jon.
Angel’s gaze turned to the grand stage of the theater, where Jon stood by the piano, and the one playing the piano was a shy-looking Alda.
As for why Alda was shy… it was because there were people in the audience.
Iron Armor Granny and Nisi were sitting in the audience.
Although they might not be listening to Alda’s playing, just their presence put a lot of pressure on Alda. He managed to complete the piece while enduring his shyness.
After Alda finished, Angel applauded and nodded to Alda.
Alda’s somewhat nervous demeanor slowly faded away with Angel’s applause, revealing a shy smile. He then stood next to Jon, waiting for his piano teacher’s feedback——because he was currently taking a piano lesson.
Angel exchanged a glance with Jon and indicated through lip-reading that he was there to see Iron Armor Granny. Jon nodded without saying much and took Alda and Sunny to the backstage.
Angel approached the audience seats and sat next to Iron Armor Granny.
Upon seeing Angel, Nisi said, “You came at the right time. I’ve been pondering, since the symbols can’t be memorized, why not start from the ritual, and Granny happens to have researched rituals.”
“I’ve discussed the situation of the ritual with Granny. Based on the current conditions, it can be determined that it’s a sacrificial ritual. Moreover, the entity being prayed to through the sacrifice is probably not a Demon God or an Evil God, but very likely a different race.”
“However, since the symbols can’t be memorized, we still don’t know which race it is, nor the purpose of the sacrificial ritual.”
In Nisi’s regretful expression, Angel softly said, “It’s okay, I’ve brought the symbols this time.”