Chapter 2283 The Calamity of Thought <TOC> Chapter 2285 Path of Light
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In the strange world, Woof Woof may not claim to be fully acquainted, but since its inception, it has always interacted with that dimension, well aware of its myriad laws.
These laws, ironclad and unbreakable, differ entirely from those of the void.
For instance, the concept of time in this strange world resembles a delicate measure, similar to the vertical axis on a coordinate plane, sometimes stretched, sometimes compressed. Although the total elapsed time, the horizontal axis, remains constant, the perception of time for beings within this coordinate system varies significantly.
Take this traversal, for example; Woof Woof felt it lasted at least three to five minutes in the strange world. However, by the standards of the void’s time, it might have been only a few seconds or perhaps a dozen.
Similarly, the concept of thought, unproblematic in the void, becomes like a special symbol in the strange world, attracting a contrary symbol of a similar nature, which often signifies incomprehensible dangers.
Hence, thinking in this space is forbidden, leading to unpredictable consequences.
However, perhaps due to different spacetime laws or other reasons, beings entering this strange world enter a ‘static’ state, unable to think, as if ‘time had stopped.’ In this state, all perceptions cease, including thought.
Woof Woof, understanding this, initially did not elaborate on the strange world’s iron laws to Angel, considering that Angel would be incapable of thought there. Unexpectedly, the reality differed from its expectations; Angel was not only capable of thought but also of perception, nearly resulting in irreparable consequences.
Previously, due to the urgency in the strange world, there was no time to explore the reasons. But now, back in the void, Woof Woof is naturally curious about what exactly happened.
It could circumvent some of the strange world’s laws due to its unique talents and physique. How did Angel manage this? Why was he unaffected by these laws?
Faced with Woof Woof’s queries, Angel himself could not provide a definitive answer.
His guess still related to his experience with the Heavenly Eye.
But this was merely speculation, without evidence. Moreover, regarding the Heavenly Eye, the Gateway of Fantasy, Angel could not disclose to others, even if this ‘other’ was merely a Void Traveler.
Thus, after some thought, Angel also showed a puzzled expression: “I don’t know the reason either.”
This was not an act, as he genuinely felt this way.
After pondering for a moment, Woof Woof inclined to believe Angel. Considering Angel’s speculative thoughts in the strange world, it indicated his first venture there; otherwise, he would have adhered to its laws.
Being his first entry, it was plausible he was unaware of the reasons.
“Perhaps it’s your talent or constitution?” Woof Woof speculated.
“I’m just a very ordinary wizard. I might have a talent for cultivation, but as for a talent specific to that strange world, I personally haven’t felt it,” Angel spoke truthfully, having not sensed anything special about his body while in the strange world.
Woof Woof didn’t think so.
To be able to think and perceive in the strange world was already quite special.
As for Angel claiming to be a very ordinary wizard? Woof Woof didn’t believe it. If Angel was ordinary, why would the spotted puppy care so much about him? Moreover, it hadn’t forgotten that the terrifying Boil Gentleman, who even faced the Liani Magic Whale, a disaster of the void, with indifference, held Angel in high regard.
Angel must have something special about him.
However, due to the spotted puppy’s warning, Woof Woof dared not ask and could only silently keep this thought in its heart, hoping to observe Angel’s situation in the future through the network and the company of its kin staying by Angel’s side.
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Since Angel indeed didn’t seem to understand the strange world, Woof Woof, despite its doubts, had to put them aside for the time being.
Angel, on the other hand, was curious about that strange world and tried to get answers from Woof Woof, but Woof Woof didn’t know much itself. Due to its long-term exposure, it knew some ironclad laws that couldn’t be defied, but analyzing that world from a macro perspective or observing the underlying laws of that space from a micro perspective was beyond Woof Woof.
Moreover, given the current delicate situation in the treasure location, Angel could only temporarily set aside his curiosity about that strange world and focus on the present.
Angel looked around, and aside from the void storm behind them indicating a change in their location, the external environment was no different from other voids.
Equally dark and dim. Neither touching the sky above nor the ground below, void and profound.
However, there were anomalies.
Angel’s gaze was drawn into the depths of the dark void: a sense of oppression emanated from there, a feeling not present in other voids.
Woof Woof also noticed where Angel was looking and spoke with some fear: “It’s this aura that made me feel a fear far beyond the Liani Magic Whale… When I came here before, I didn’t even dare to move.”
Angel didn’t feel the aura Woof Woof mentioned, only the oppression.
And this sense of oppression felt vaguely familiar to Angel.
He pondered for a moment but couldn’t pinpoint where this familiarity came from.
“Perhaps it’s because the distance is too far, making my perception somewhat faint. Maybe getting closer will help?” Angel murmured.
Woof Woof: “You want to get closer?”
Angel nodded: “Yes, my destination is in those depths, no matter what, I have to go and see.”
After a pause, Angel turned to Woof Woof: “Do you want to come with me? Or would you rather wait here for me to return?”
After a moment of conflicted thought, Woof Woof finally said: “I’ll go with you. If there’s any danger, at least I can take you and leave through the void.”
Woof Woof personally prefers to stay put and wait, but it is currently by Angel’s side. Should anything happen to Angel, the spotted puppy would surely blame itself.
At least, before it leaves, it hopes nothing happens to Angel.
Thus, even though it senses a terrifying aura that makes it shiver, it still plans to follow Angel to check it out.
Angel, with a smile, expresses his gratitude: “Then I’ll be troubling you.”
The pitch-black void appears boundless at a glance. However, Angel knows that this seemingly calm expanse of void is not vast, probably spanning only a few hundred kilometers.
Looking up or down, it seems like nothingness, but if one were to move upwards or downwards for some time, they would inevitably encounter a void storm.
They are now as if inside a hollow sphere, in the empty space within.
After carefully sensing for a moment, Angel chooses the direction from which the oppressive feeling emanates and flies over with Woof Woof.
Concerned about potential traps or accidents, Angel does not fly at full speed, just slightly faster than the normal flying speed. Woof Woof has no objections to this, as the closer they get to the core, the stronger the terrifying aura becomes, and the current speed of progress allows it some time to adapt, preventing an immediate breakdown.
After flying for about half an hour, the void remains unchanged, and the traps Angel imagined do not exist.
Perhaps Feng has finally shown some conscience? Not setting malicious traps for fun but sincerely allowing him to find the treasure?
Angel is very skeptical of Feng’s moral low ground, but at least there are no problems for now.
As they delve deeper, the oppressive feeling grows stronger. Although it has not yet affected Angel materially, if it continues to intensify, they might find it difficult to proceed.
Angel notices that Woof Woof, whether sensing the threat or affected by the oppressive feeling, is trembling all over. And they are still a considerable distance from the source of the oppressive feeling.
“Can you keep going? If not, you can hide in my space bracelet,” Angel says.
Despite trembling severely, Woof Woof shakes its head without hesitation: “No… no need.”
Angel nods, not insisting further, and continues deeper.
Initially, they still communicated, but now, with Woof Woof trembling severely, their communication naturally ceases.
They proceed in silence for about another hour.
The monotonous, dim void finally shows a different color.
Angel sees a light point appearing in the depths of the darkness. Because it is so distant, it looks like a faint, floating star.
In other places, Angel might have ignored it. But here in the void, in the eternal pitch-black crevice, seeing a light point, no matter how dim, is extremely eye-catching.
Like a black dot on white paper, attention naturally focuses on it.
Although the nature of the light spot is still unknown at the moment, its change might indicate a connection to the treasure’s location… Could it be where the treasure is?
In the vast expanse of the void, change is not feared, but the absence of it is. The appearance of the light spot also brought a semblance of calm to the previously unsettled heart.
Because of this newfound calm, Angel heard the wheezing sounds coming from beside him.
Turning his head, he saw Woof Woof trembling more intensely, its body’s semi-transparent fluid, which remained stable even in the strange world, now began to fluctuate and emit rustling sounds.
“Can you hold on?”
Woof Woof did not send out any information waves but, after a long pause, nodded slightly to Angel, indicating it could still hold on.
Angel hesitated for a moment but did not persuade otherwise. He nodded and signaled to continue forward, albeit at a slower pace.
What was originally a five-minute journey, Angel deliberately slowed down to half an hour.
As they delved deeper, the distant light spot seemed brighter, and… Angel saw a second light spot, seemingly further away, with the same dim brightness as the first, its dimness merely due to the distance.
Soon, a third light spot… a fourth light spot… up to the tenth light spot, all came into Angel’s view.
With more and more light spots appearing, Angel knew he was getting closer to the destination. However… Angel looked back at Woof Woof, wondering if it could keep up.
At the moment Angel turned his head, Woof Woof also raised its eyes.
In that instant of eye contact, Woof Woof finally sent a faint information wave: “I, I can’t go any further, that aura is too terrifying.”
From Woof Woof’s perspective, that terrifying and dangerous aura had almost materialized, enveloping it everywhere, attempting to invade its body and erode everything from the core.
Angel could not sense the “dangerous aura,” but the sense of oppression was indeed getting more severe. He understood Woof Woof’s choice.
“Shall I take you into the bracelet?” Angel asked from afar.
Woof Woof wanted to refuse, but the outside was too terrifying, and staying there, it estimated it couldn’t last much longer, so it could only nod.
Angel separated a narrow space in the bracelet and, as he had done with the Kulakuka tribe before, created a mist illusion, placing Woof Woof within the illusory realm.
Woof Woof entered the bracelet, and its trembling body finally calmed down a bit. Although the personal space was not a very secure method, at least the terrifying aura could not penetrate it.
After taking Woof Woof into the bracelet, Angel no longer needed to deliberately control his speed and sped up a bit, heading towards the nearest light spot.
As Angel progressed, he noticed that the oppressive pressure around him began to increase rapidly, a stark contrast to the initial gradual climb. This increase was not just a simple addition but a multiplicative stacking, to the extent that even with Angel’s physical resilience, he found it challenging to withstand.
However, the sudden surge in oppressive pressure allowed Angel to catch a glimpse of enlightenment.
He had always felt a sense of familiarity with the oppressive pressure here but couldn’t recall where this familiarity stemmed from. Now, he vaguely speculated.
This oppressive pressure seemed not to originate from any creature.
Instead, it was a will.
Not the Great Will shared by the pan-dimensional, but the World Will, or more precisely, a continental will.
Back in the Abyss of the Original Tan Continent, Angel felt a similar oppressive sensation. However, at that time, the Tan Continent was nearly collapsing, yearning for any form of salvation. As the savior of the Tan Continent, Angel felt more of the continent’s love rather than oppression. This was why Angel did not immediately recognize the source of the oppressive pressure here.
But now, even with this realization, Angel was still puzzled.
Why would there be a World Will here?
Could it be that there exists a world in this place? Angel refused to believe that a world could be so small, to be found within the Inner Ring of a void storm.
Moreover, this place was incredibly close to the Tidal Realm… At this thought, Angel suddenly paused.
No, it wasn’t just close to the Tidal Realm; this place was essentially part of the Tidal Realm!
This was the void corresponding to the Tidal Realm. According to the division, this indeed was the Tidal Realm!
Could it be that the World Will he felt came from the Tidal Realm?
In this vast expanse of void, there existed a strand of the Tidal Realm’s World Will?!
Chapter 2283 The Calamity of Thought <TOC> Chapter 2285 Path of Light