Chapter 533 The Law Fruit <TOC> Chapter 535 Sanders' Oddity
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Why would the butterfly bone itch at this time? Could it be because the soul absorbed those fragrances?
He didn’t know the truth, but the itching grew more and more intense, even penetrating the skin, entering the bone marrow, and reaching deep into the soul.
It was only then that Angel’s face changed dramatically, enduring this extreme discomfort, and took Toby out of his chest pocket.
Toby was drowsy, but Angel whispered in his ear: “Toby, transform into a griffin and take me to find Mentor.”
Toby didn’t seem to react until Angel repeated his words for the second time. Sensing Angel’s urgency, Toby wanted to ask something, but seeing Angel’s increasingly pale cheeks, he abandoned the idea of inquiry and nodded to Angel, transforming into a griffin.
Angel leaped onto Toby’s back.
“Angel?” Cherie suddenly noticed Angel getting on the griffin, but before she could ask anything, he gestured for the griffin to spread its wings and flew towards the exit without a word.
Toby didn’t know what was wrong with Angel, but it could feel Angel’s urgency. So it flew at its fastest speed, scattering gray Gravity Lines to clear the path of anyone blocking the way.
Farja was close to the exit when a Gravity Line struck him from behind. He hadn’t reacted yet when a powerful force threw him to the ground.
He stood up, ready to curse, but when he saw the powerful griffin, he immediately shut his mouth.
Many others were thrown off as well, but hardly anyone complained. Even those who had thought Angel was all talk seemed to change their minds at this moment.
Soon, Toby flew out of the Purification Garden and into the valley.
Midora saw Angel coming out and was about to greet him and ask about the griffin when Toby rushed out of the valley like the wind without looking back.
That speed was even faster than some official wizards!
“Gravity Lines?” Almost all the wizards recognized the Gravity Lines generated by Toby’s flight, surprise flashing in their eyes.
While others noticed Toby’s speed, Midora noticed Angel’s pale face.
“Did Angel get injured? But there was no such problem before.”
On the other side, Nausica, Coral, and Hilary also came out of the Purification Garden. When they came out, they could only see the black shadow left by Toby in the sky.
“Why is he in such a hurry? We were supposed to go to the Woodrow Bar for drinks together…” Coral looked disappointed.
“There must be something going on, right?” Hilary said.
“Is something wrong? We barely escaped death and gained great fortune, so what’s the hurry to leave? I still want to specifically ask Angel how he broke through Eudes’ illusion, and whether that luxurious hall where we were trapped, like a banquet hall, was really an illusion?” Coral was extremely curious about Angel, especially the Opulent Nightmare Domain, with its interesting Red Wooden Toy Soldiers, Teacup Band, and Colorful Dragonflies.
“Next time…” Hilary began to say, but suddenly her eyelids drooped, and she fell asleep.
Seeing this, Coral quickly asked Gank to lift Hilary up and place her on his shoulder.
After doing all of this, Coral looked at Nausica: “Do you know what kind of illusion Angel just conjured up? I could feel the illusion nodes of Eudes’ illusion spell, but I didn’t find any nodes in Angel’s illusion, and the things inside felt like they were real… Was it really an illusion?”
Nausica also shook her head: “I don’t know, it should be an illusion, but maybe it’s a higher-level one.”
Meanwhile, Angel was lying on Toby’s back, guiding him while flying towards Sanders’ estate.
On the way, Magic Eyes blocked the path, claiming it was a no-fly zone.
Angel knew about the no-fly rule, but the intense itching was still getting worse. He didn’t know how to solve it, and the only method right now was to quickly find Sanders to see if he had a solution.
So, Angel ignored the Magic Eyes, and they couldn’t catch up with Toby anyway.
Perhaps having received some information, the Magic Eyes initially warned them, but later on, even when Angel flew past them, they no longer stopped him, allowing him to leave.
Before long, Angel arrived at Sanders’ Blossoming Manor outside Mechanical City.
As soon as he landed, Angel saw the No.1 butler.
“Take me to see Mentor.” Before Angel could finish speaking, he suddenly felt a tremor in his soul and passed out.
…
Angel curled up in the darkness for a long time.
He seemed to hear whispers around him, dense and short, as if he was in a bustling market, but the pitch was much lower. Each syllable carried a warmth that made his ears itch.
He opened his eyes slightly, but it was pitch black around him, and he couldn’t see anything. However, the whispers still didn’t disappear, with adult voices, old voices, occasionally interspersed with children’s voices and animal sounds.
He had no idea what they were saying because it was too chaotic. He tried to listen closely but couldn’t catch any comprehensible voices.
Angel gave up trying to listen and stood up blankly, walking towards the only light in the darkness.
He didn’t know how long he had been walking, where he was, why he was here, who was talking, or what was being said. A series of questions remained unanswered.
After a long time, Angel finally reached the source of light. He discovered that it was actually a large door, and behind it was a bright space. He walked through it.
He stepped through the door and saw an exquisite small room. Standing there, Angel felt an inexplicable familiarity.
The teacups on the round table, the boxes on the table, the golden silk curtains on the bed, and the piles of paper on the bookshelves, as well as the “landscapes, flowers, and birds” and “Chinese character scrolls” hanging on the walls, all of them were telling him…
This was the place where Angel once lived.
His home at the Pat Estate.
Angel even remembered clearly that the pile of paper on the bookshelf was the homework that Jon had arranged for him since childhood. A thick stack accompanied Angel throughout his entire childhood.
How could he be here?
Was it a dream?
Curious, Angel turned around, his eyes filled with nostalgia, and finally stood in front of the bed he once slept in.
The bed curtains were closed.
For some reason, Angel felt that someone was lying on the bed. It seemed that the whispers in his ears were urging him to open the bed curtains. He hesitated for a moment and decided to open them.
He pulled the silk rope beside the bed, and the curtains opened.
What caught his eye was an ice coffin, and in the darkness of the coffin, it seemed that someone was lying inside.
Was the person lying in the ice coffin Jon?
Curious, Angel reached out and touched the ice coffin.
In an instant, the whispers in his ears suddenly turned into various “hee-hee” sinister laughs. In the end, Angel seemed to hear a sentence: “The crown has returned.”
Then, the ice coffin’s lid was pushed open from the inside, and a pair of pale hands stretched out, pulling Angel into the ice coffin.
In the freezing cold, Angel’s brain suddenly jolted.
He sat up abruptly.
“Young Master Pat, are you feeling better now?” A mechanical voice came from his side.
Angel looked around blankly, seeing a Magic Eye man wearing a top hat sitting by the bed. It was housekeeper No. 1.
Memories returned to him, the Altar of Demise, the itch of the butterfly bones, and the return…
Angel subconsciously scratched his back, but there was no strange feeling, and the itchiness had disappeared.
Could it be that the “whispers,” “bedroom,” and “ice coffin” were all just dreams? Angel shook his slightly groggy head, but he felt that it was very real, not like a dream.
“Master Pat, do you need housekeeper number one to prepare some food?” Housekeeper No. 1 asked again.
“Where am I?” Angel asked this question subconsciously, then suddenly realized that this seemed to be his bedroom in the Blooming Manor. So he changed his words: “How long have I been unconscious?”
No. 1: “In two more hours, it will be exactly three days.”
Three days? This sleep was quite long.
Angel tried to support his body to stand up, but his hand suddenly softened before exerting force, and he fell back onto the bed.
While lying on the bed, Angel was shocked to find that his entire body was weak, and even clenching his fists caused a feeling of fatigue.
What happened to him?
“Master Pat, according to the detection, you have taken a sealing potion and are currently in the side effect feedback period.” No. 1 saw Angel’s confusion and explained: “Originally, the side effects would be stronger, but fortunately, you have purified the hidden injuries of your body. In addition, due to the promotion, the side effects of the sealing potion have been reduced a lot, only making you feel weak and tired. In a few days, it will naturally be fine.”
“Oh, it was the sealing potion.” Angel nodded, then remembered the sealing potion that Cherie had given him… Suddenly, he froze: “What did you just say? Say it again!”
No. 1: “Master Pat, you have taken a sealing potion…”
“Not that sentence, the one after that.”
“Originally the side effects were strong… and because of the promotion…”
“Stop! Promotion? What promotion?” Angel looked at No. 1 with a confused face.
No. 1 still calmly replied with a mechanical voice: “On the first day of Master Pat’s unconsciousness, you began to be promoted. Congratulations, now you should be a third-level apprentice.”
Third-level apprentice? Angel immediately closed his eyes and sensed his cognitive space.
Just as No. 1 said, although his body was very weak, the energy in his cognitive space was very active. The magic source was twice as large as before, and the absorption rate of the original magic power had also increased a lot.
No doubt, he was already a third-level apprentice.
However, Angel was not happy about this, but rather alarmed.
Because of the —Singularity Scattering Meditation Method—, he had almost no bottleneck before advancing to an official mage. He had been stuck at the peak of the second-level apprentice for a long time, but because of insufficient foundation, he dared not advance.
He had originally planned to accumulate some more time, perfect the construction of his mental model, learn all the first and second-level tricks, and then advance to the third-level apprentice. But he didn’t expect to advance now? And it was during his unconsciousness that he unknowingly advanced?