Chapter 2275 Traces in the Void <TOC> Chapter 2277 Encounter
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In the days that followed, Angel stayed in the vine room, going nowhere.
Although he himself did not leave, he had Toby leave the Lost Forest once in the middle to deliver a message to Lobert and the others waiting outside, asking them to stay in the Green Forest Domain awaiting his return.
When Toby returned, he also brought back messages from Lobert and the others.
Lobert and the other wind elemental creatures had no complaints, including Cupid, who obediently waited outside. On the other hand, Dangros was noisy, clamoring to enter the Lost Forest. Angel naturally ignored this, treating it as the occasional whimsy of a bear child, to be ignored and tolerated.
Besides sending Toby with messages, Angel spent most of his time in thought.
He was constantly pondering whether there was a way to bypass the void storm and take a look at the treasure location.
Even if it was just to look from a distance, to see if the treasure location still existed.
If it was still there, it could at least settle his mind; if the treasure location had been destroyed by the void storm, he could also make plans to leave sooner.
However, after much thought, he could not come up with any method.
Not to mention stepping into the void storm, even sending mental power into the void storm was impossible.
Time passed in deep contemplation.
Three days later, on a clear night.
Angel still sat in front of the oil painting like a statue, motionless. Various thoughts flew through his mind, with wild ideas constantly circling back, but even the most novel and unconventional ideas were like a breeze that hadn’t started blowing before being dissipated against the solid void storm, utterly ineffective.
Angel rubbed his somewhat swollen temples: “Is there really no way at all?”
Without external factors or internal ideas, the void storm was like an endless great rift lying in front of him, forever impassable.
This even made Angel start to doubt again: Was the void storm the fish that slipped through the net in the game of destiny?
Had Feng not calculated the appearance of the void storm at all?
Depression, helplessness, and confusion.
“Sigh…” When defeated by this difficult puzzle once again, Angel couldn’t help but sigh.
He felt that he had sighed more in these few days than in the entire year combined.
At this moment, gusts of cold wind blew gently into the room through the cracks in the vine-woven walls. The soft moonlight, too, was broken and shredded by the cracks in the vines, casting mottled patterns across the room.
Angel shivered in the cold wind, and his muddled thoughts cleared up a bit.
He thought to himself, since he couldn’t come up with any answers for the time being, instead of sitting here sighing in frustration, it might be better to go out for a walk to clear his mind.
With this thought in mind, Angel stood up, pushed open the creaking vine door, and walked out along the thick leaf stems of the vines.
Just as he stepped out of the door, he saw thousands of high clouds under the night sky, coming in like a tide with the night wind from afar. In an instant, the originally clear top of the vine tower’s garden was covered by clouds of varying densities, once again forming a beautiful cloud-top garden.
Toby, who had been dozing off in Angel’s pocket, was awakened by the sudden cold wind outside the door. Excitedly chirping, he fluttered his wings and darted through the surging clouds.
The clouds carpeted the ground, and the stars adorned the sky. While Toby was captivated by the simple beauty of the scene, Angel leaned on the door, looking towards the true tip of the vine tower.
Behind the vine room, there was a slender vine that was three meters taller than the roof, tightly coiled by a green snake. If it weren’t for the visible raised head of the snake, it would be impossible to distinguish it from the vine based on color alone, as they seemed to merge into one.
That green snake was undoubtedly Nemeti.
During the three days Angel stayed in the vine room, Nemeti visited three times, each time at night and leaving at dawn, without disturbing Angel, just coiling at the top of the vine tower, gazing at the starry sky.
Just like when they first met, gazing up at the stars.
Angel didn’t know why Nemeti was so fond of looking at the stars. Perhaps, as she said, looking at the vast starry sky made her profoundly aware of her own insignificance and more eager to break free from it. This became Nemeti’s motivation for the daily practice.
Angel quietly watched Nemeti, pondering over insignificance and greatness, while the observed snake gazed at the stars.
This silence lasted for a long time.
Angel didn’t greet Nemeti but, feeling a bit more awake, prepared to return to the vine room to continue pondering from other angles the possibility of entering the void storm.
Before re-entering the vine room, Angel glanced at Toby in the distance.
He intended to ask Toby whether he wanted to continue playing or come back with him. However, this glance made Angel frown.
Toby, wearing a pure white lace nightgown, flitted through the mist like a little fairy. But at a certain moment, Toby suddenly froze, his gaze hesitantly looking towards a certain place, his eyes flickering with familiar confusion.
Angel noticed Toby’s gaze. Being very familiar with Toby, he immediately sensed something was wrong.
Following Toby’s gaze, there was only a wisp of mist, nothing else.
Just as Angel felt puzzled, a non-existent gaze quietly fell upon him.
“This feeling… the observer has come!” Angel immediately understood what had happened.
The creature lurking in the shadows, whose fourth surveillance he had been waiting for, had finally arrived!
And judging by Toby’s reaction, the observer might have first set its gaze on Toby, only shifting its focus to Angel after he looked over. Otherwise, Angel estimated he wouldn’t have been able to detect the observer’s gaze at all.
In the initial instances of being spied upon, Angel’s reactions were always swift and intense, but this time he was much calmer, showing no signs of disturbance, his gaze as serene as if nothing had happened.
Yet, beneath this calm surface, there was a chain of subtle reverberations.
Since Angel was already leaning against the door, he naturally used the vine room as a medium, slowly and smoothly releasing a wave of information.
Others might not notice, but Nemeti, the creator and owner of the vine tower, sensed it immediately.
Nemeti didn’t react excessively, but instead directed her golden vertical pupils towards the direction of Angel and Toby’s shared gaze.
However, Nemeti, as if recalling her last memory within the flower of serene drift, found nothing where her gaze landed.
The fine spores in the air also didn’t alert her to anything amiss.
Since there was no trace in reality, it was clear that the observer, though seemingly looking from that direction, was actually located in the corresponding void.
Nemeti slightly lowered her snake head, sending a barely detectable fluctuation back to Angel through the vines.
Nemeti was signaling to Angel that it was time to act.
Upon receiving the fluctuation, Angel, without any hesitation, quickly released the already prepared spell.
An ancient-looking light gate appeared in front of Angel.
Angel could feel a slight fluctuation in the gaze upon him, clearly, the observer also realized that the light gate opened by Angel led directly to the void!
The observer immediately withdrew their gaze from Angel.
However, Angel didn’t pay any attention to these details. With the soul projection from the Mysterious Soul Whisper and the speed boost from the gravity lines, he dashed into the light gate like lightning.
Nemeti, who had been coiled at the top of the vine tower, transformed from her stationary form into a darting arrow, following Angel into the light gate just moments later.
After a brief moment of weightless suspension, Angel and Nemeti found themselves in the boundless darkness of the void.
However, once they stabilized, Nemeti looked around, and the hidden observer had already vanished.
But the energy fluctuations in the air were unmistakably clear. This time, not only could Nemeti sense it, but Angel could also detect the overt and undisguised fluctuations.
“It was indeed here just now, but it fled quickly.” Nemeti’s senses had extended far in all directions, but she found no trace of the observer, who evidently had fled upon detecting the light gate.
Because they had been prepared, the time from opening the light gate to entering it and traversing the void was merely about a second.
In the brief span of a second, not only did the observer react, but they also escaped from Nemeti’s sensory range, showcasing a terrifying speed that might even surpass that of a wind elemental creature taught by Iseth, known as Pollio.
Catching such a swift entity would be challenging, Nemeti lamented internally, noticing Angel’s furrowed brows, indicating disappointment at not capturing the voyeur.
“Although the pursuer fled swiftly, this encounter at least grants us knowledge of their identity,” Nemeti consoled Angel, reassured by the undetected presence of the flower of serene drift in the shadows, which recorded the event, revealing the observer’s identity to them.
While temporarily unable to capture the observer, confirming their identity allows for strategic planning, potentially enabling them to detain the observer in a future encounter.
As Nemeti spoke, they moved to a void, gently revealing a softly glowing flower of serene drift from the darkness, which slowly rotated in the void.
Choosing not to immediately backtrack, Nemeti, with the flower of serene drift, approached Angel, still in a daze.
Without further words, Nemeti activated the flower of serene drift, its emitted light enveloping both Nemeti and Angel, transporting their vision back several seconds.
After viewing the scene from seconds before, even Nemeti’s typically serene eyes betrayed a flicker of astonishment.
What did they see?
The answer: nothing at all.
Similar to the previous experience in the cloud garden, backtracking through time revealed only the vast emptiness of the void, with no sign of the observer, let alone clues to their identity.
Had it not been for the residual energy traces in the void, Nemeti might have doubted the reality of the experience, suspecting it to be a dream.
Nemeti scrutinized the flower of serene drift’s record repeatedly, yet after numerous viewings, no figure was discerned.
Although the repeated playback didn’t reveal the observer’s identity, it wasn’t entirely fruitless. Nemeti sensed faint energy fluctuations in the void, coinciding with the moment Toby felt observed from afar.
However, despite sensing the location of these energy fluctuations, that place remained visibly empty.
“Could the observer be invisible?” With this question, Nemeti ventured once more into the seconds past.
After careful analysis, Nemeti was certain that the hidden observer, with a ninety percent probability, was invisible.
Having confirmed the presence of an invisible entity, Nemeti began an incessant retracing, attempting to outline the invisible one’s silhouette through various mediums of information in the void, including the pollen guidance released by the flower of serene drift.
After countless attempts, Nemeti still hadn’t succeeded. Just as Nemeti was about to try retracing again, Angel, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke up: “There’s no need to continue retracing; I know who it is.”
Nemeti paused for half a second, initially wanting to question how Angel could know the identity of someone invisible. But then, considering that the observer had been focusing on Angel, there must be some connection, and it was possible that Angel had recognized them through some clues and was aware of their identity, which seemed reasonable.
Nemeti thought for a moment and then asked, “You know them?”
“Not exactly, but I’ve heard of them and even met them once by chance.”
Although this matter wasn’t directly related to Nemeti, she had tried her best to assist with the issue of the observer. Therefore, Angel didn’t intend to hide anything and shared what he knew.
Angel said, “Actually, I entered the light gate a step ahead of you earlier, and I actually saw a bit of their form as they were leaving.”
“You saw their form? Weren’t they invisible?” Nemeti asked, puzzled.
“They were invisible, but only in terms of optical feedback,” Angel explained. “In a higher level of energy vision, they have a form.”
As he spoke, Angel casually created an illusion in the void. To give Nemeti a clearer view, Angel made the illusion emit a faint light.
Nemeti clearly saw that the illusion depicted a very strange creature.
It looked like a semi-transparent slime, or perhaps a creature made of a sticky liquid, like a snot monster.
Its body appeared soft and floppy, and with every movement, the sticky liquid inside would sway, giving a sense of elasticity.
“What kind of creature is this?” Nemeti had never seen such a strange creature before.
Angel replied, “This is a very special and rare creature, so rare that even in the Wizarding World, few have seen them. They live in the void and are known as——”
“Void Travelers.”
Chapter 2275 Traces in the Void <TOC> Chapter 2277 Encounter