Chapter 2331 Laws of Reflection <TOC> Chapter 2333 Fragmented Images
Translator: SumTLMan
Wilderness of Dreams, New City, Rosewater Pavilion.
“Utilizing a simulated mirror surface to enhance the effects of illusions falls within the realm of basic illusion spells,” Sanders paused, “However, the capabilities of the Mirror Wraith you mentioned, they already touch upon spatial abilities, and the combination of spatial and illusion magic is quite rare.”
“After all, existences that possess both spatial and illusion abilities are exceedingly rare.”
Sanders’ gaze flickered momentarily as he spoke, lowering his eyes to lift a cup of chilled red tea from the table, sipping it elegantly.
“Indeed, even among Mirror Wraiths, those with such unique mirror space abilities are quite uncommon, not to mention among humans,” Angel couldn’t help but express his agreement with a sense of wonder.
“Be that as it may, I do think you could attempt to practice a similar type of illusion. Or rather, by observing the abilities of the Mirror Wraith, you could simulate a similar mirror space,” Sanders said softly.
“Me? Do you think I’m capable?” Angel doubted himself.
Illusion and spatial magic are entirely different categories, and to study one would require delving into the spatial abilities, crossing into another system of magic.
This is considerably challenging.
Typically, when discussing cross-system training, it’s about crossing from the mysterious to the elemental, or from the mysterious to the bloodline, which, although somewhat difficult, is feasible since both elements and bloodlines are intrinsically linked to oneself, making it possible to find a path to mastery.
However, crossing within the mysterious branch, especially between two unrelated systems, is much more difficult.
This is because the mysterious branch relies on personal talent, and if you lack the innate talent, attempting to force your way through can at best lead to minimal success.
Both illusion and spatial magic are highly complex disciplines that depend greatly on natural talent, especially spatial magic, which has an incredibly high threshold for entry without the relevant talents.
Therefore, when Sanders suggested that Angel try to learn similar abilities, he felt uncertain.
“It’s rare to encounter a Mirror Wraith with such abilities, so trying it out might be worthwhile,” Sanders said, “Who knows, you might just be ‘lucky.'”
Angel looked at Sanders, feeling there was more to his words, yet unable to grasp the underlying message.
“Do you mean there’s a chance I could learn it?”
“Everyone has a chance; it’s just that the likelihood of success varies. I have high hopes for you, especially since you already have a spatial spell, don’t you?” Sanders remarked.
Angel then realized what Sanders had been hinting at earlier, the Gateway of Fantasy.
Angel’s ability to anchor the Gateway of Fantasy in his spell position made him appear to have a knack for spatial magic to other wizards.
But only Angel knew that the Gateway of Fantasy was not his own achievement.
However, Angel couldn’t possibly reveal the existence of the Heavenly Eye and that bizarre dimension; he could only respond:
“I’ll try my best to give it a shot.”
He was inherently curious about the abilities of the Mirror Wraith. The reason he hadn’t allowed Tulas devour the Mirror Wraith at the first opportunity was precisely because of this curiosity. If it were indeed possible to replicate the Mirror Wraith’s abilities, Angel was willing to attempt it.
Because, if utilized well, such an ability could be invincible to a significant extent.
“I’ll look forward to it then, hoping you can bring me some surprises,” Sanders said, taking a sip of his tea and after tasting it for a few seconds, he praised, “This red tea does taste quite good.”
Angel also had a cup of tea in front of him, specifically prepared milk tea.
Although he had smelled the faint aroma of milk, he hadn’t touched it until now. Hearing Sanders’ praise, he finally picked up the cup and drank it all in one gulp.
Savoring the aftertaste in his mouth, Angel couldn’t help but nod, “The taste is indeed very good.”
Most importantly, after finishing the tea, Angel felt inexplicably brighter in spirit. It was as if he could feel the emotions of the tea maker, a sense of relaxation and joy.
While Angel was relishing the tea, a waiter in his thirties, dressed in black, approached: “Would you like another cup, Lord Pat?”
The speaker was Azaz.
He was the “Demon Gourmet” who had made a sensational debut at the Novastar Competition, targeted by Gloria because of his demon offerings. Although Azaz himself was innocent, to prevent future temptations from the demon, Gloria decided to take Azaz under her wing for gradual training.
Angel was also surprised to see Azaz in the Wilderness of Dreams today, at the Rosewater Pavilion.
Their tea was also brewed by Azaz.
Angel wanted to say “no need,” but the taste of the milk tea was truly delicious, so in the end, he simply hummed in affirmation.
As Azaz was preparing a new batch of tea, Angel noticed that Azaz’s lips were always curved in a faint smile.
Thinking back to the uplifted mood he felt after drinking the tea, Angel curiously asked, “You seem to be in a good mood?”
Azaz nodded, “Yes, my lord.”
“Did something good happen? Is it because Gloria is preparing to let you go?”
Azaz quickly shook his head, “Lady Gloria has been very kind to me. I’ve never thought about leaving, nor would I be happy because of leaving.”
Pausing for a moment, as Azaz was brewing a new batch of milk tea, he said, “I’m in a good mood because I’ve enjoyed more than twenty hours of tranquility… This place is really nice, I like it very much.”
“Do you mean that demon hasn’t been disturbing you?” Angel referred to the demon that Azaz had been making offerings to.
Azaz nodded, “In the past, every so often, Sebastian’s voice would appear in my mind, saying things that troubled me. He would also probe into my heartbeats while I was asleep.”
“Like the last time…”
Once the topic of Azaz was broached, his mouth seemed unable to close, embarking on an endless stream of chatter.
“However, since I’ve arrived here, I’ve not heard Sebastian’s voice again, nor can he probe into my consciousness, much less eavesdrop on my heart’s whispers.”
“For me, this place is simply wonderful.”
“Sebastian, really, is too nagging.”
Angel watched Azaz in silence, feeling as though there might be a mix-up. Was it really Sebastian who was the nagging one, not him?
After Azaz finished speaking and noticed Angel looking at him with a peculiar gaze, he realized what he had said and sheepishly remarked, “I, I might have spoken too much.”
Azaz, somewhat embarrassed, placed a freshly brewed milk tea in front of Angel, then bowed to Angel and Sanders before quickly returning to the bar.
Once Azaz had moved away, Angel then said, “Azaz and that Demon Lord seem to get along quite well.”
Sanders raised an eyebrow: “You’re probably the only one who would think that.”
“What I mean by ‘well’ isn’t in terms of feelings. At least they’re harmonious, aren’t they?” After a pause, Angel changed the subject: “Speaking of which, I’m surprised Azaz managed to apply for a login device. Was it Liana who approved it for him?”
Knowing that even within the Savage Grottoes, login devices are scarce, Azaz having one surprised Angel.
“He’s using Gloria’s login device.”
“Ah? Is Gloria not online?”
Angel remembered Gloria had gone to the territory of the Dream Plant Fairies to seek a golden apple. How could she suddenly lend her login device to Azaz?
After pondering, Angel used the godly perspective to look towards the Mother Tree and unexpectedly discovered that the leader level tree man, which once bore the golden apple, now had bare branches. The once shining fruit at the top was gone.
Could it be that Gloria had already obtained the golden apple?
That golden apple was also very important to the tree man.
Given Gloria’s strength in the Wilderness of Dreams, she definitely couldn’t have taken on the tree man.
If Gloria didn’t obtain it through force, then how did she manage it? Could it be that the tree man, seeing the changes in her skin due to poisoning, mistook her for the tree person and thus gifted it to her?
With curiosity, Angel delved his consciousness into the Mother Tree, conducting a thorough investigation.
Upon discovering the truth, Angel’s expression turned slightly peculiar.
Gloria indeed relied on the poison mushroom to create a camouflage, cunningly obtaining the golden apple from the tree man. After acquiring the golden apple, Gloria immediately returned to the New City, hid the golden apple, and quickly logged off, never to log in again.
It seems that Gloria was also worried about her deceit being discovered and then being sought out by the tree man.
No wonder Gloria hasn’t been online these past few days, even handing over her login device to Azaz, probably to avoid the tree man.
Gloria’s Maneuver was indeed skilled… presumably, she had done similar things in other places before to deceive for ingredients.
However, Gloria was overly cautious; the tree man didn’t come looking for her at all and even thought Gloria was angry, currently feeling guilty about it.
It must be said, despite having experienced complex human hearts full of deceit, the tree man remains very naive.
“What are you thinking about?” Sanders, seeing Angel lost in thought for a long time, asked in confusion.
Angel came back to his senses and shook his head: “Nothing much, just wondering why Gloria suddenly stopped coming online.”
Sanders, unaware of the reason, could only speculate in silence, perhaps because there was a problem with Gloria’s physical body? After all, her current body isn’t her original one and occasionally experiences incompatibilities, which could even lead to death if it continues.
Sanders certainly didn’t wish for Gloria’s physical demise. Thus, finding her physical body needed to be expedited.
Not dwelling further on Gloria’s situation, Sanders steered the conversation back on track: “Since Tulas doesn’t need to consume the Mirror Wraith for now, what do you plan to do next? Do you have any plans?”
Angel: “Is there anything that needs my attention in the Tidal Realm?”
Sanders thought for a moment: “Not for the time being.”
“Then I plan to stay in the Revelation Continent for now. I want to study the altar in the cave, and the death aura here is strong, which is also suitable for researching the abilities of the Mirror Wraith.”
The altar in the cave always seemed odd to Angel, and since he was free for the time being, he wanted to take this opportunity to study it in detail.
Sanders was aware of the altar, as the slab that his old friend Nisi was researching came from that altar.
“Any new clues about the cave altar?”
Angel shook his head: “Not at the moment, after all, this matter has been over for more than a decade, and most clues have been obscured by time. My current plan is to ask Totoro, see if he can figure something out.”
This time, Angel entered the Wilderness of Dreams not only to inquire about the Mirror Wraith’s mirror space from Sanders but also to seek Totoro.
However, Totoro hasn’t logged in yet.
“Alright, if you need help, feel free to contact me, or you can go to Nisi.” Sanders said, having no particular interest in the ancient altar, but since Nisi was always engrossed in studying the slab, he might be interested in that altar.
“Okay.”
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