Chapter 510 Fragile Persistence <TOC> Chapter 512 The Reaper Skeleton
Translator: SumTLMan
Tulip Palace, one of the eight underwater palaces built for the gods by the Ger race.
Both the Ger race and the frogskin monsters held great reverence for the underwater palaces inhabited by the gods. From the day they were built, they dared not approach the palace, fearing that they might disturb the rest of the gods. Thus, Tulip Palace had remained silent at the bottom of the sea for countless years, until recently, when outsiders finally set foot in it.
Angel and his party, led by Coral, passed through various oceanic regions and finally arrived at the exquisite palace surrounded by vast swaths of enormous underwater plants.
“This is Tulip Palace,” Coral paused, her head constantly turning to look around: “Huh, those two witches don’t seem to be here anymore?”
Like the underwater settlement where Angel had first encountered at the bottom of the ocean trench, Tulip Palace was also hidden by a thin membrane that separated it from the water. Outside the palace, eight massive stone pillars stood with flames burning brightly at their tips, illuminating Tulip Palace as if it were daylight.
As a result, they could clearly see the magnificent palace built from various types of coral.
“Earlier, we escaped through a hidden door at the back of the palace because the two witches were blocking the entrance to Tulip Palace. But now, it seems that they have left?” Coral’s expression showed anxiety: “Could it be that Hilary has been captured by them?”
“We’ll know once we go inside,” Angel told her to calm down. He then turned to Cherie: “I’m going to scout ahead. Can you protect my body?”
Cherie conjured a protective shield made of fire, enveloping Angel’s body.
With his soul now separated from his body, Angel dashed straight into Tulip Palace. As an energy entity, the soul could pass through walls unless they were specially protected. With Angel’s speed and the lack of defenses on the walls, he quickly explored the entire palace.
Just as he was about to leave, he felt a faint energy fluctuation coming from somewhere beneath the main hall.
He approached the source of the fluctuation, which happened to be located right beneath the center of the main hall.
“Is there something hidden underground?” Angel, filled with curiosity, tried to pass through the floor and descend further. But he was stopped by an energy barrier. He decided to change his location, first going underground and then slowly approaching the center of the main hall.
This time, Angel wasn’t obstructed and successfully reached a completely sealed underground chamber.
The chamber seemed to have been abandoned for a long time, as it was covered in dust. A few glowing stones were embedded in the ceiling, preventing the chamber from being completely dark. There was nothing else in the chamber, but through the faint light, a pattern could be seen on the floor.
Angel used his Gravity Line to sweep away the dust.
Upon seeing the pattern on the floor, Angel’s expression slightly tightened. The familiar magical runes, the familiar formulas, and the magical source grooves used to maintain the operation of the runes were all part of a short-distance teleportation formation.
Angel examined the teleportation formation more closely and found a simple map etched next to it. The map depicted several points, each with a name underneath. At the outermost point, which was Angel’s current location, was Tulip Palace.
In addition to this, Angel also saw “Scythe Oath Palace,” “Slaughter Eye Flame Palace,” “Crystal Palace,” and so on, a total of eight palaces.
Is this the teleportation array to other palaces?
Angel tentatively placed a magic crystal left on the side of the groove into the groove. The teleportation array indeed started to activate, and Angel clearly saw the other seven palaces besides the Tulip Palace lit up.
Angel had no plans to explore other palaces. He took off the magic crystal and left the secret room directly.
This was Angel’s first time using a mental search, and he didn’t expect to make an accidental discovery. According to what Coral had said earlier, the Ger race had built eight palaces for the gods to rest, which should be the eight on the teleportation map.
Who would have thought that these eight palaces would also have short-range teleportation arrays set up between them?
Angel was considering whether he could use the palace teleportation array to calculate the distance and direction to save some time reaching the Altar of Demise.
While thinking about it, Angel had already arrived outside the palace.
After returning to his body, Angel shook his head to Coral: “There’s no one inside, but there seem to be traces of a fight.”
Coral looked disappointed: “What should we do now? Hilary is not inside, and no one can find her now. Even if we want to find Nausica, we need Hilary’s ability.”
Angel also had a gloomy face, and it was uncomfortable for the clues to break here.
“It’s not that there’s no way, but I have to go in and take a look first.” At this time, Cherie suddenly spoke up. With Coral’s eyes full of expectation, Cherie entered the Tulip Palace.
Soon, Cherie locked onto a broken trace in the palace.
Cherie walked over and carefully observed the broken stones on the ground and the energy fluctuations on the broken beams: “These are indeed recent battle traces.”
Cherie patted Luna’s head: “It’s up to you now.”
After saying that, Cherie stepped back and stood next to Angel. She let the little black cat jump back and forth on the broken stones and sniff.
“I remember you said that Luna can find people through pheromones?” Angel had not forgotten that a little over half a month ago, on a rainy night, Cherie had threatened him with Luna at Sanders’ manor. At that time, Cherie had said that Luna could find people through pheromones.
“It is indeed possible, but the pheromones here have mostly dissipated. To search for people more accurately, it is best to find the remaining body fluids,” Cherie said.
Angel focused his gaze on Luna, and suddenly, he rubbed his eyes. He faintly saw a three-eyed black cat behind Luna, and if he hadn’t seen it wrong, that black cat seemed to have nine constantly swaying black tails?
“Lasting Night Caracal Cat?” At this moment, Coral whispered this name.
Angel felt a sense of familiarity, and while recalling it, Cherie nodded: “Yes, Luna is a Lasting Night Caracal Cat.” She paused and said softly: “It is the only gift my mother left for me.”
Angel remembered what a Lasting Night Caracal Cat was, a rumored messenger of the night, one of the favorite magical pets of ancient witches. It is highly intelligent, has keen senses, and can be trained for various battle formations. However, it is challenging to tame, takes a long time to raise, and is scarce, making it easy to backfire on its owner.
Over the past ten thousand years, as the exploration of planes increased, various magical pets became easier to raise, making a Lasting Night Caracal Cat a symbol of the past. Only a few wizards who loved cats would choose to raise them.
“Don’t be fooled by its small size. In fact, Luna was already being raised when my mother was young. It has been over fifty years now,” Cherie said, her tone gentle as if she saw her mother through Luna.
“Raising a magical pet is extremely difficult. It usually takes hundreds of years for a pet to fully understand a wizard’s will,” Coral sighed. “I raised a magical pet once, a silver magical wolf. However, it died in an accident, and I never raised a magical pet again. Before becoming a wizard, I decided to focus on cultivating Gank.”
Coral then looked at Angel: “I heard from Nausica that you also have a magical pet, little brother Angel.”
“Remove the ‘little brother’ part,” Angel said expressionlessly. “You are much older than me.”
Coral rolled her eyes and pouted.
Angel glanced at the sleeping bird in his bracelet: “Toby is not my magical pet, but my closest family member. He’s currently eating and sleeping like a pig.”
Although Angel was complaining, his tone was affectionate, showing the deep bond between them.
As they were talking, Luna suddenly jumped down from the pile of rubble, simultaneously controlling a bloodstained piece of debris with her mental power, which landed in front of Cherie.
“I found it!” Cherie’s eyes lit up.
Luna meowed a few times, and Cherie’s eyebrows furrowed as if she had discovered something, then quickly began a conversation with Luna.
After a while, Cherie turned and said: “Luna only found one person’s bloodstains, but she smelled the pheromones of four people at the scene.”
Coral: “Four people? In addition to Hilary and the two witches, could Jiebo have sent reinforcements?”
Cherie narrowed her eyes: “It must be right, Jiebo is that kind of person who would use any tricks. Let’s go, Luna has basically confirmed their location.”
As soon as Cherie mentioned Jiebo, she immediately took the lead and stepped out of the Tulip Palace without any hesitation.
Angel originally wanted to mention the teleportation formation, but then decided not to. After all, they couldn’t use the formation now.
Leaving the Tulip Palace and following Luna’s directions, they immediately took action.
During the pursuit, they defeated several robbers and finally found the owner of the blood trail after half a day.
“Eighty miles away from us, there are two fluctuations of the Sword of Mer. At the same time, the blood trail that Luna smelled is roughly in that direction,” Cherie said.
“It must be right, it must be those two witches!” Coral said angrily.
When they arrived in front of the blood trail owner, both Angel and Cherie frowned.
They didn’t see Hilary there, but the two people standing not far away, one of them being the blood trail owner, had met them before.
“Isn’t this Angel and Cherie?” The woman, wrapped in vines with petals fluttering between blooming and falling flowers, raised her eyebrows: “How did you guys end up here, don’t tell me you’re here to grab this?”
She waved the silver-white Sword of Mer in her hand.
Although her words were relaxed, her eyes were very cautious, especially when facing Angel, both women showed a serious expression. The scene where Angel attracted tens of thousands of flying fish was too horrifying. Even if they considered themselves strong, they couldn’t casually stroll with such a large group of flying fish.
“Sunisha and Carvelyn,” Angel whispered their names, not expecting that the two witches Coral had been complaining about being ugly and old would be these two.
“It’s them, it’s these two witches who trapped us in the Tulip Palace!” At this moment, Coral also shouted out.
“So it’s you?” Sunisha also recognized Coral’s appearance: “We kindly let you and another woman go, but you actually came back. Angel and Cherie, did you find a backer?”
As Sunisha spoke, her hand quickly pulled back. A strange smoke emerged from her palm, but it didn’t spread, instead, it merged into her palm.
Carvelyn, wearing a blue soft armor long dress, stood in front of Sunisha, seemingly guarding but actually blocking others’ sight.
Coral didn’t answer Sunisha’s words but angrily asked: “Where did you take Hilary?”
“Hilary? You mean the girl with blue curly hair?” Sunisha shook her head: “Who knows?”
After that, Sunisha turned to look at Angel: “You guys wouldn’t have come to bother us just for her, would you?”
Angel was about to answer when Cherie suddenly sneered: “Why bother with that nonsense? Anyone who dares to work for Jiebo is just a begging dog! Capture them and then talk!”
As Cherie spoke, sparks began to appear around her body. Flames didn’t stay, pouring directly towards Sunisha and Carvelyn!
Chapter 510 Fragile Persistence <TOC> Chapter 512 The Reaper Skeleton