Chapter 508 Danger Lurks Everywhere <TOC> Chapter 510 Fragile Persistence
Translator: SumTLMan
Several days later, Angel and Cherie had traveled tens of thousands of miles. The direction of the Sword of Mer began to show some deviation, but it was still very small. By calculating the angle of deviation and the distance traveled, they could simply estimate that they had just passed the halfway point. To reach their final destination, they would need some more time.
During these days, they had encountered several attacks in succession; setting aside the magical beasts for now, there were five waves of apprentice wizards trying to seize the Sword of Mer. Only the first wave consisted of ordinary apprentices; each of the others was led by elite apprentices. However, even the elite apprentices were significantly weaker compared to Angel and Cherie.
Especially after Angel cast the Nightmare Illusion, hardly anyone could resist.
In the past, Angel had to find opportunities to cast the illusion, but now with Cherie burning the enemies with her dark fire, he just needed to calmly use the illusion to secure their final victory.
This sense of teamwork made Angel understand why many adventurers seldom go solo and prefer to form teams. With mutual cooperation and complementing each other’s strengths, their combat power increased geometrically.
However, not all teams are necessarily good.
Angel unconsciously extended his mental power into the bracelet. In a corner of the bracelet, a small purple flower rested quietly. In the center of the flower, Freud was curled up, hugging his legs, lost in thought.
Looking at Freud, it was clear that not all team members are good. Even if they signed contracts, knew each other for a long time, or were fellow disciples, some interests could break the team apart or even turn friends into enemies.
Cherie and Angel had no conflicts of interest for now, so they could form a team. Who knew what would happen when conflicts arose later?
Although Angel enjoyed this sense of teamwork, he actually preferred to travel alone. Unless there was an extremely reliable teammate. For Angel, the most reliable teammate was probably… Toby.
Angel’s gaze moved away from the purple flower and fell upon Toby, who was lying among a pile of Soul Beads.
Since leaving the Black Castle, Toby had been unconscious, but Angel could feel Toby’s bloodline growing stronger day by day, many times more powerful than before. Not only had the strength of his bloodline changed, but Toby’s appearance had also changed significantly. His size had increased by an entire circle, from the size of a palm-sized bird to the size of a young hawk.
His feathers were also gradually changing color, from the previous gray-white to a pinkish hue.
If Toby were placed in front of old friends like Shalem now, probably none of them would recognize him.
These changes had all occurred in a short period of time, and even the increase in size and change in feather color had happened in just the past two days. According to Angel’s estimation, Toby was not far from his first molt. Once the molting was completed, Toby would likely awaken.
So, for the past two days, Angel has been paying attention to Toby’s changes while traveling without fighting.
Just as Angel’s mind wandered, the black cat Luna suddenly meowed a few times.
Upon hearing Luna’s call, both Angel and Cherie’s expressions immediately became serious.
They needed to speed up their journey, so they gave the gray scale they obtained from Isio to Luna, who was responsible for monitoring the scale situation within a hundred miles.
Luna was very empathetic, and Angel even felt that in terms of emotional intelligence, Luna was much higher than Cherie. Therefore, Luna would judge the detected scale’s situation by herself, whether it was from the race or a robber.
Once it started calling, it basically meant that there was a situation.
Cherie took the scale and quickly communicated with Luna. Angel watched as a person spoke human language and a cat spoke cat language, and they communicated in-depth. Angel found it amusing – could they really understand each other?
While Angel found it funny, he never thought that when he communicated with Toby, it was basically the same situation.
Soon, Cherie looked up at Angel and said: “Someone is approaching us, but Luna speculates that it might not be for robbery.”
“If not for robbery, then for what?” Angel was puzzled.
With an expressionless face, Cherie uttered four words: “Diverting the Disaster Elsewhere.”
Angel took the scale, and with a slight perception, he found the tricky part. Dozens of miles away, a scale was quickly approaching their position, but at the same time, ten miles behind this scale, there was a Sword of Mer chasing this scale.
Luna called out a few more times.
Cherie: “Luna says, no matter how we change direction along the way, the target of that scale is still us. It shows that the other party has locked onto our position and probably wants to transfer the hatred of the Sword of Mer behind them onto us. Of course, it could also be a trap, but the chances are slim.”
Angel handed the heart scale back to Luna, and Luna bit it and swallowed it.
Cherie looked at Angel: “What do you say? Fight or not?”
Actually, there was also the option not to fight. For example, there should be no scale on that Sword of Mer, so it wouldn’t be able to detect their position. They only needed Angel’s soul to leave his body, speed up, and get out of the scale detection range to avoid this battle.
However, Angel could see clearly that although Cherie was asking him questions, her angry expression had already told Angel that she had an answer in her heart.
Angel shrugged helplessly: “Fine.”
Cherie’s lips curled into a bloodthirsty smile, and her fighting spirit surged.
They continued to head southeast at a leisurely pace, while Luna occasionally called out to report the position of their opponents.
A few minutes later, without Luna having to report the location, they saw the faint glow of a distant fire, which was rapidly approaching them.
“Here it comes,” Cherie said as her fighting spirit rose, and she lifted her lantern. Dark, cold white flames emerged from it.
Luna jumped behind Angel, biting onto his clothes. Over the past two days, they had been involved in several skirmishes, with Cherie always at the frontlines, fighting fiercely. Luna used to dig a small hole in the sand to hide, so as not to be implicated. But now, she realized that staying by Angel’s side was actually the safest. Not to mention that Angel was only using illusions from the rear and not at the forefront of the battle; his own reluctance to suffer physical harm also made sure that she would not be injured.
Angel appeared to be standing lazily behind Cherie, but he had already prepared a full set of defensive measures, and in the dark currents of the sea, numerous illusion nodes were hidden.
As the fire approached, accompanied by Cherie’s series of laughter, she charged forward, flames surrounding her body, blocking all the opponent’s escape routes.
At the same time, the opponent saw Cherie’s figure and revealed a look of fear in their eyes, having encountered a tough opponent again!
“Die!” Cherie’s surrounding flames continued to burn and rushed towards the opponent.
Seeing that she was about to perish in the sea of fire, her expression was full of despair.
At that critical moment, she suddenly felt the water flow behind her pause, and then her body was violently pulled to the other side. A flash of stars appeared before her eyes, and she found herself behind Cherie.
“Angel? What are you doing?” Cherie turned her head abruptly to look at Angel. Although she didn’t see the situation clearly, the only person who could save someone at this time was Angel!
“Angel? Are you Angel Pat?” Her eyes lit up with joy as she turned to look at the person beside her. Even though it was dark underwater and the firelight was dim, she clearly saw Angel’s face: “Is it really you, Brother Angel?! Great!”
Seeing the newcomer’s address to Angel and Angel’s active rescue, Cherie reacted: “Do you know her?”
With an innocent expression, Angel pushed away the little girl who kept trying to wrap her arms around him: “Coral, why don’t you go check on the big guy?”
Coral initially wanted to seize the opportunity to get close to Angel, but upon hearing his words, she immediately remembered that her mount, Gank, had been attacked by Cherie earlier.
She looked back and saw Gank’s entire body engulfed in flames, with half of his body in a frozen state.
“Not good, Gank!” Coral rushed over.
Cherie frowned slightly, waved her hand to remove the cold fire on Gank, and landed beside Angel.
“Her name is Coral, a fellow apprentice from Savage Grottoes. We’ve met before,” Angel explained.
“That’s not enough to erase the fact that she’s leading trouble our way,” Cherie said coldly.
“I understand,” Angel sighed softly. He wasn’t close to Coral, but she seemed to have a good relationship with Nausica. Saving her was a simple task.
“You’re not going to stop her pursuers too, are you?” Cherie asked, half-joking.
Angel pondered this question. Saving Coral was due to their brief encounter and Nausica’s sake, but helping her deal with her pursuers would clearly exceed the limits of their relationship.
At this moment, Coral rode the injured Gank over. She looked anxious and hesitated: “Angel, Nausica and Hilary are in danger. Can you save them?”
Coral knew this request was excessive, but she had no one else to turn to, so she cautiously asked Angel for help.
However, Coral had underestimated the relationship between Nausica and Angel.
Initially, Angel was considering how to send Coral away, but now, upon hearing the news, he immediately asked: “What happened to Nausica, and where is she now?”
“I don’t know her location. I got separated from her when I was fleeing. But Hilary knows! Hilary left some of her blood on Nausica, and when we entered the Purification Garden, it was Hilary who found us by following the scent of the blood.”
Angel frowned: “Then where is Hilary?”
“Tulip Palace. When Hilary sent Nausica and me away, she was trapped in Tulip Palace by those two witches.”
Cherie stood aside, watching Angel inquire about Tulip Palace’s location, with a barely noticeable cold smile on her lips. It seemed that Angel was going to save Nausica.
How ridiculously merciful. Cherie thought to herself. If Angel really wanted to go, should she go with him? Deep down, she was reluctant, but thinking about her mentor’s instructions, she hesitated.
With Angel’s strength, he should be fine on his own, right?
As Angel asked for the location of Tulip Palace, his face still showed confusion. He still didn’t know what had happened: “Coral, what’s going on?”
“It’s Jiebo! Hilary hurt Jiebo, and he somehow hired a lot of people to intercept us…”
Before Coral could finish her sentence, Cherie’s face suddenly darkened. She rushed in front of Coral and grabbed her collar:
“You. Said. Who?”
Chapter 508 Danger Lurks Everywhere <TOC> Chapter 510 Fragile Persistence