Chapter 293 Shocked by the Turn of Events <TOC> Chapter 295 —The Mystery of the Nightmare Domain—
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Hearing this, Angel felt a sense of lingering fear. He was glad that he hadn’t released the Queen back then; otherwise, with her beyond-legendary strength and not being suppressed by the World Will, a cataclysmic disaster might have indeed occurred in the Southern Region.
Sanders immediately saw through Angel’s thoughts. After pondering, he said to Angel, “The Queen you’re worried about, if she were to come to the Wizarding World, would naturally bring about catastrophic disasters. However, if she repeatedly used her beyond-legendary strength and caused the sinking and upheaval of the Wizarding World, she would still be expelled once she exceeded the tolerance of the World Will.”
“But remember, even if the World Will expels the Queen, it would still take years or even decades, by which time the Wizarding World would already be in shambles. Therefore, no matter what dangerous situation you may encounter in the future, you must never release that Queen from the Nightmare Plane!” Sanders once again solemnly warned Angel.
Angel listened and nodded on the surface, but inwardly he was somewhat unconvinced, thinking, “I won’t care about any floods after I die.”
Sanders sighed inwardly: It was like a child holding a doomsday button, full of infinite variables. However, the doomsday button was unfortunately attached to the child, and no one couldn’t take it away.
Killing him would end the variables, but after all, he was Sanders’ student. Sanders might not shield him, but he would never become the one to harm him. That was his bottom line as a mentor.
“I know what you’re thinking, but you should remember the saying of the Soul Department, ‘Death is not the end, but the beginning.’ A wizard’s abilities are beyond your imagination.” Sanders stopped discussing this topic and left more room for Angel to ponder.
Returning to the story of the green-skinned frog Frog and the red fox Fox.
“According to Twilight’s words, she vaguely saw the shadows of the frog and the fox in the auction’s inner venue, and the sounds of the piano and singing resonated throughout, basically confirming it was them.” Sanders sighed, “It’s never-ending. The monsters I accidentally released from the Nightmare Plane last time ran from the far east to the far west and never stayed in one place. I don’t know what these two animals are thinking and why they returned to the auction’s inner venue.”
As Sanders said this, he told Angel, “Daedweia’s intention is for you to deal with it, compensate the deceased, and accept the corresponding punishment proposed by Twilight.”
Angel widened his eyes and pointed at himself, “Huh? I’m the scapegoat again?”
“This was your doing in the first place. If they don’t come after you, who will they go after?” Sanders responded irritably.
“But if it weren’t for Twilight trying to kill me, I wouldn’t have done it out of desperation… Fine, I admit I was wrong, but how can the deaths be attributed to me? Besides, I can’t control Frog and Fox. It’s not like I sent them after them.” Angel knew that he would indeed have to shoulder the blame for the auction incident, as he and Toby were the first to disrupt the auction’s order, and he was willing to bear the inexplicable astronomical debt for it.
Although he had opened the passage to the Nightmare Plane, the three who died at that time brought it upon themselves. One of them even died due to Twilight’s own spell being reflected back by the Teacup Band. The direct causes of death had little or nothing to do with Angel. He was willing to fully bear the astronomical debt for the killings, because he felt a hint of compensation, wanting to balance out the chaos he had caused in the auction house.
Therefore, Angel believed that after shouldering the astronomical debt, things should be even. The current situation was beyond his control, and he thought that Daedweia’s proposed solution was trying to blackmail him.
Angel was indignant at the thought.
But what could he do when everyone else thought so? He couldn’t deal with the entire Twilight. Was he supposed to be taken there to apologize?
Angel was extremely frustrated, but he didn’t know how to deal with it. Would his explanation be useful when others believed it was his doing? As a mere junior apprentice, on what grounds could he explain himself as an equal to a formal wizard?
Angel’s heart was filled with mixed emotions.
By chance, he saw Sanders looking calm and composed. This added to Angel’s grievance. Did the mentor not know the truth?
“Fine, I’ll handle it.”
Angel’s first words after a long silence made Sanders feel a strange sense of unease. Looking back, he faintly glimpsed a hint of madness in Angel’s calm eyes.
Sanders furrowed his brows, guessing what Angel wanted to do.
Sanders sighed quietly, raised the magic falcon ornament on the table, and gently tapped it on the surface. With a crisp eagle cry, the space in the study underwent a significant change.
A vivid illusion appeared before Angel.
Slaughter, bloodshed, and war were everywhere. Corpses, wreckage, and madness littered the blood-stained ground.
A giant humanoid monster with a bright red rising sun atop its head, with a gentle stomp, created a pit and magma started to surge. With a slight breath, the ocean stirred up huge waves, submerging the distant land.
Not only was the destruction caused by the giant monster, but the imbalance of nature also led to various natural disasters. The world was full of scars, and there was no place of peace and tranquility.
It was as if Angel was watching an epic movie, vivid and grand.
The wailing of children, the blood-stained tears of mothers, the silent embrace of displaced lovers, and even the bewildered gaze of a kitten in the ruins, all struck Angel’s heart deeply.
At this moment, Sanders approached Angel and said, “Ten thousand years ago, the Great Demon God of the Rising Sun suddenly descended upon the southern wizarding world from the Abyssal Plane, and in just fifteen days, the world was left in such a miserable state.”
“The power of the Great Demon God of the Rising Sun is beyond legendary, and because he came from another world, his strength was suppressed by several degrees. Even so, the wizarding world suffered such a massive impact. What you see before you is the work of the Great Demon God alone. So, are you sure you want to release that Queen?”
A hint of unease flashed in Angel’s eyes, but he stubbornly retorted, “When did I say I was going to release her?”
Sanders calmly stared into Angel’s eyes and replied, “You didn’t say it, but that’s what you were thinking.”
Angel wanted to argue but couldn’t find the words. When he said he would “handle it” earlier, that was indeed what he had in mind.
“You’re still not grown up,” Sanders said affectionately, ruffling Angel’s soft golden hair. “Don’t be stubborn.”
Pulling back his hand, Sanders turned to look at the towering Great Demon God of the Rising Sun in the illusion, a hint of an indescribable emotion in his eyes. “Angel, grow up quickly. The wizarding world is constantly changing, and time waits for no one. Perhaps soon, another demon god from the Abyss will descend upon the wizarding world…”
Sanders’ voice grew lower and lower until it was barely a whisper. Angel, busy fixing his ruffled hair, didn’t hear his final words.
Sanders dispelled the illusion and then told Angel, “The deaths in Twilight have little to do with you. But the matter of Fox and Frog returning to Twilight’s auction might have something to do with you.”
“You don’t need to worry about that. Leave it to me,” Sanders said, his tone filled with warmth and affection. Angel was so touched that tears almost filled his eyes.
But in the next moment, Sanders changed the subject. “These days, stay in the Savage Grottoes and find a way to make money to pay off your debt. Twilight: 100,000 in half a month. For me: 150,000, but I’ll give you an extra month.”
Hearing the staggering debt of 250,000 magic crystals, Angel’s vision blurred, and all the warmth and affection vanished.
“How could I possibly earn 250,000 magic crystals in a month?” Angel’s eyes brimmed with tears, hoping Sanders could see his sincerity.
“That’s for you to figure out.”
“I can’t think of a way!”
“I believe you can do it. When I asked you to become an apprentice in a month, you did it. When I asked you to reach the top of the Sky Tower in half a year, you did it. Don’t underestimate yourself; believe in your strength.”
“But those are two different things! Earning money and strength are not equivalent!”
Angel mourned for a while, hoping to ask Sanders for an extension of a few days, but despite his cold exterior, Sanders was rather sinister at heart and did not leave any room for negotiation. No matter how Angel pleaded, Sanders remained unmoved.
In the end, Angel could only give up dejectedly. He thought to himself that once he had completed the energy stabilizer, he could engrave the Vanishing Sonata to sell for money. He wondered how much an alchemical weapon enchanted with a mana array would be worth. It should be higher than one enchanted with a magic pattern, right?
“Don’t always think about causing a big event. If something really happens and someone kills you and then eternally imprisons and torments your soul, you won’t have a way out. Ultimately, it’s important to enhance your own strength,” Sanders advised earnestly.
Angel nodded, “I understand.”
“As long as you understand.”
Angel recalled the image of the Great Demon God of the Rising Sun from the illusion just now, a hint of apprehension flashing in his eyes, “Master, was that Great Demon God of the Rising Sun expelled by the world’s will?”
Sanders shook his head, “No, the deeds of the Great Demon God of the Rising Sun have not yet reached the bottom line of the world’s will, so it was not expelled.”
“It hasn’t reached the world’s will bottom line yet? How high is its bottom line?” Angel complained discontentedly.
“In the end, it was a wizard from the Origin World who killed the Great Demon God of the Rising Sun.” When Sanders spoke of this, a rare look of yearning appeared in his eyes, “It’s a pity that the Origin World is now nowhere to be found, and the passage from the Southern Region to the Origin World was also abandoned due to a heart-scheming incident. Perhaps there are still passages in the other three Regions of the wizarding world, but regardless of the Eastern Region or Western Mainland, they all have immeasurable space-time distances from the Southern Region. It is very difficult to reach the other three Regions.”
Chapter 293 Shocked by the Turn of Events <TOC> Chapter 295 —The Mystery of the Nightmare Domain—