Chapter 455 Runited Mentor and Apprentice <TOC> Chapter 457 Inquiry
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Gravity Garden? Angel had been here once before, but that time he was unconscious and brought here by Sanders. As soon as he woke up, he was taken out again.
Angel looked around at the surrounding illusionary scenery. He remembered that when the Gravity Garden was first built, it only covered a small part of the Phantom Island… but now, it seemed to have grown much larger. He couldn’t see the end at a glance and could only see faint outlines of plants.
The sky was very blue, but there seemed to be no day and night rotation, nor any light source in the sky. It was unknown why it remained in a state of daylight here.
Nearby was an open-air library, with bookshelves, desks, and chairs underneath. Stacks of materials were placed on the tables, and a quill pen was still in the ink bottle, indicating that Sanders must have frequently conducted academic research here.
From what Angel could see now, the Gravity Garden had more flaws compared to the Living Soul Garden he had recently visited. Most of the rules in the area were not perfected, giving a sense of incongruity. Even standing here, he couldn’t feel the rhythm of gravity laws; it seemed that the Wizarding World was still in its early stages, and the power of laws was still accumulating.
Even without the gravity laws, this portable mini-world still made Angel envious.
As Angel looked around, Sanders was also observing him.
From appearance, not much had changed for Angel over the past half a year. His skin was still pale, and his eyes were still clear, not clouded by worldly matters. Except for his short hair, Angel was almost the same as before.
But when Sanders noticed Angel’s cultivation level, he couldn’t help but smile.
Peak second-level apprentice.
When Angel disappeared from the Black Castle, he was only a first-level apprentice. In just half a year, not only had he made a significant leap in his cultivation, but he was also just one step away from becoming a third-level apprentice. Considering that Angel had entered the Wizarding World less than two years ago, this cultivation speed was definitely beyond his previous knowledge, without relying on external aids.
Sanders walked over to Angel, placed his hand on his shoulder, and whispered in his ear: “Don’t resist.”
Angel only felt ticklish in his ear, and before he could react, a gentle wave of energy flowed into his body. This energy circled around his mental space and then slowly withdrew.
Sanders sat down at the desk, satisfied with the results of the inspection. He didn’t detect any residual potion in Angel’s body. It seemed that Angel hadn’t taken any potions to enhance his abilities in the past six months.
Without relying on external aids, Angel had cultivated to the peak of the second-level apprentice. How could Sanders not be satisfied?
In the Wizarding World, it was generally accepted that if someone advanced to a formal wizard before the age of 30, they were considered top-notch talent. If Angel continued at this cultivation speed, perhaps he could become a formal wizard before the age of 20. Such an astonishing achievement might only appear in the Source World, right?
However, advancing to a formal wizard wasn’t simply about cultivating fast. It also required a deep accumulation of knowledge and the integration of a future path. After the Purification Garden was completed, Sanders planned to have Angel make up for this deficiency.
Furthermore, it was indeed time for Angel to choose his major subject.
“You’re doing very well. In just half a year, you’ve reached the level of a second-grade apprentice without the aid of potions,” Sanders praised: “I remember reading in a magazine that you’ve touched upon the mysterious realm in alchemy? It seems that not only have you improved quickly, but you haven’t neglected alchemy either.”
“Indeed, you should get out more. Staying in the Savage Grottoes might not be good for you.”
Sanders praised Angel once more, guessing that there must have been some sort of adventure that contributed to his rapid progress. But the main reason might still be the unique guidance method found only in the Nightmare Plane so far, the —Singularity Scattering Meditation Technique—, which created Angel’s miracle.
In Sanders’ eyes, the singularity model coordinates constructed by Angel might be flawed, but he still achieved such rapid progress. Imagine how exceptional Angel’s speed would be if he could complete the seven slashes and construct the final formation of the thirty-six spatial coordinate system positioning technique – the Universal Axis?
Of course, what Sanders didn’t know was… Angel had actually constructed the Universal Axis from the very beginning of his practice.
Naturally, Angel was quite proud of Sanders’ praise, but his ears perked up at a term he felt had nothing to do with him: “Magazine? What magazine?”
Angel’s confused expression made Sanders chuckle again. He casually took out the previously “found” —Sky of Truth— magazine and tossed it to Angel: “This magazine. See if the content is accurate.”
After taking the magazine, Angel skimmed through it.
The first thing he saw was the exclusive scoop in —Sky of Truth— Isabelle’s return to the Wizarding World.
This should have been something he mentioned before falling unconscious at Silent Hill. He didn’t expect it to spread so quickly. Angel carefully read through the article, finding the content even more detailed than the information he had provided at the time. Perhaps someone had investigated it, or maybe it was information from the shadows?
Angel’s gaze shifted to the title: —Shocking! A powerful figure from a thousand years ago returns to the Wizarding World. Will there be a reshuffle?—
The style of the title left Angel speechless… He looked at the author’s name—
Your Stone Grandpa?
The image of the Two-Faced Stone Spirit Taros flashed through Angel’s mind. Could it be him?
“Are you interested in this report?” Sanders was about to say something, but when he saw the content, he exclaimed: “Isabelle has returned to the Wizarding World? I remember that she was already halfway to becoming a legend a thousand years ago. If she hasn’t regressed, she should be a legend by now, right?”
Angel didn’t say anything and continued flipping through the pages. Soon, his eyebrows twitched as he saw the familiar title format.
—Shocking! Mysterious Alchemist turned into a magic puppet. The reason is…—
Angel managed to suppress his agitation and read through the entire article before finally cursing under his breath.
In the first half of the story, Angel is described as being targeted and forcibly abducted by Bogula in Silent Hill. In the second half, it is depicted how Angel is crafted into a magical puppet by Bogula. In between, there is an interlude about an anecdote where Angel, as an alchemist, nearly crafted a mysterious object.
The first half of the story matches up, but the second half is purely speculative.
However, the author writes with a vivid style, making the speculation feel quite real. Reading between the lines, one can even imagine some indescribable scenes. Perhaps the author has actually secretly witnessed Bogula crafting magical puppets?
Looking at the author again, it is still “Your Stone Grandpa.”
Angel is now eighty percent certain that this “Your Stone Grandpa” might be the peculiar stone spirit, Taros, who is fond of talking to himself.
Angel was initially displeased with Taros. If Taros hadn’t pretended to be asleep and refused to open the door back then, would Angel have been so brutally tortured by Isabella? Now, with the addition of this wildly speculative story, Angel is even more indignant. Regardless of whether it was written by Taros or not, Angel has placed the blame on it.
“It’s all made up,” Angel grumbled.
“But you were indeed taken away by Bogula, weren’t you?” Sanders asked, crossing his legs and playing with a short wand.
“That’s true.”
“When I was examining you just now, I found that in addition to some old ailments, there were some recently healed injuries. Were they caused by Bogula?”
“No,” Angel shook his head, hesitating slightly: “Actually… they were inflicted by Lady Isabella.”
“Isabella? From Black Castle? How did you get into conflict with her?”
Angel thought for a moment: “If I were to start from the beginning, I would probably have to start with my fall into the Fairytale World.”
“Fairytale World? After leaving Shadow Demon Castle through the spatial channel, you fell into the Fairytale World?” Sanders asked: “Would you mind sharing your journey? You can skip the parts you don’t want to talk about.”
Angel nodded, as he had intended to share his experiences anyway.
“In the planar channel, I encountered the Colorful Dragonflies once more. A large formation of them appeared like a colorful cloud, and they saved me. I sat upon the cloud, and ultimately they took me away from the planar channel and brought me to the Fairytale World…”
Angel recounted his experience of falling into the desolate village at the heart of the earth without hiding anything, including the events involving Akeso. However, when he mentioned Totoro, he concealed its origin.
Initially, Angel brought Totoro along, hoping Sanders could research the reason behind its immortality of a thousand years. But for some unknown reason, he suddenly hesitated to mention it when the time came.
Angel simply told Akeso that he did not seem to have any intention of killing Totoro and let it go. He encountered Totoro, who had lost its memory, halfway through his journey, and kept it by his side out of compassion.
After leaving Hippocrates, Angel arrived in Watthelmgrass and experienced various strange events, which led him to the Black Castle. He shared everything with Sanders.
When Angel finished speaking, Sanders quickly sorted out the key points from the conversation.
“The desolate village at the heart of the earth also has a Colorful Dragonfly Nest? It means that the planar channel indeed has a direct exit to the Nightmare Plane,” Sanders pondered: “But why would the Nightmare Plane set up a passage there and maintain it for thousands of years? There must be some special reason behind it.”
Sanders didn’t expect Angel to answer his doubts. He planned to visit the place Angel mentioned after dealing with Mengke’s matter.
Putting aside his suspicions about the nest, Sanders smiled at Angel and said: “I never thought Isabelle’s return to the Southern Region would be related to you. From what you’ve told me, it seems she didn’t return in her true form. However, for a remnant soul to become an independent consciousness, as you mentioned, is not an easy task. Perhaps something happened to Isabelle’s main body, which led to the weakening of the constraints on the remnant soul.”
Chapter 455 Runited Mentor and Apprentice <TOC> Chapter 457 Inquiry