Chapter 535 Sanders' Oddity <TOC> Chapter 537 The Departing Shadow
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The aftereffects of the sealing potion finally disappeared after two days.
During these two days, Angel didn’t idle either, spending most of his time communicating with Toby.
He mainly had many questions about the “Griffin of Fury.” Moreover, Toby had been asleep for so long that Angel had a lot to explain, especially regarding Gloria, to ease Toby’s worries.
The Griffin of Fury was a transformation ability that Toby acquired after defeating and devouring the emotion of “extreme rage.”
Angel had never heard or seen a griffin before, but according to Toby, they seemed to be a race greatly favored by the heavens, born with a strong affinity for elemental energy, and directly entered the stage of magical beasts without the initial ignorance.
Their classification was based on the nature of the energy they controlled: Fire Griffin, Nether Griffin, Thunder Griffin… and so on.
Of course, the names might be incorrect, because generally, magical beasts with self-awareness would automatically generate corresponding names, such as the giant clam in the Purification Sea called “Eudes.” These names were not chosen by themselves but an interpretation of their own power in the dark. When the power was strong enough, the force of the name “Eudes” could even incarnate a true name, resonating with countless planes.
So, if one Fire Griffin was called “Sphinx” and another Fire Griffin was called “Oedipus,” there would be no surprise.
The “Griffin of Fury” that Toby transformed into could not be a magical beast with a “name interpretation.” It was just a “pseudo” griffin, its true form still being that tiny seabird, but after transforming, it could have a portion of the griffin’s power.
According to Toby, after transforming into the “Griffin of Fury,” it would consume a massive amount of energy, and once the energy was exhausted, the transformation could not be maintained. At full state, it could transform into a griffin for about half an hour, completely wilting after that.
However, although the transformation time was short, after transforming, Toby was indeed a half-step wizard-level magical beast!
In the past, Toby could, with his arrogant speed and impact from Gravity Lines, rival ordinary third-level apprentices. But after transforming into a griffin, not counting the Gravity Lines, its body’s power alone could already be comparable to a peak apprentice.
If the Gravity Lines were included, it would definitely be a half-step wizard level. And this was just a preliminary estimate; if Toby continued to grow, having official wizard-level combat power was not impossible.
Then, Angel learned more about the specific abilities of the “Griffin of Fury,” not only having a strong body and immense strength but also, due to its inclination towards the “Fire Griffin,” Toby could manipulate fire elements. In addition, after transforming, Toby could control the emotion of “rage.”
Angel experimented on himself, and when controlled by “rage” emotion, he could hardly think of anything else, his mind was in chaos, only wanting to vent his inner rage.
Angel could also use his own talents to forcibly manipulate other people’s anger, but there was a prerequisite: the cooperation of illusions or nightmare powers. But Toby could manipulate emotions out of thin air, which was very powerful, completely able to make people lose their sanity unknowingly.
However, manipulating anger is a double-edged sword. Anger can make people lose themselves, and anger can also make people surpass themselves. So it cannot be used in all situations.
Nevertheless, even without the ability to control anger, Toby’s transformation is still incredibly strong.
At least, Angel felt that if he faced the transformed Toby now, he would probably be beaten.
After understanding the specific characteristics of the “Griffin of Fury,” many tactics to cooperate with it had appeared in Angel’s mind, whether it was guerrilla warfare, ambush, or even strong attacks, all had traces to follow.
Combining these tactics, if he had cooperated with Toby at the beginning and encountered the giant octopus Arketipo in the trench, maybe there would have been no need to run away, and they could have completely counterattacked and killed it.
After Toby explained his abilities, Angel also talked about his experiences during this period.
Especially the experience in Black Castle, which made Toby’s eyes shine.
In the end, Angel simply used illusions to simulate various scenes of the Black Castle and the appearances of Gloria and Felicia.
Although Gloria had changed her body, as long as she was safe and sound, Toby was relieved.
One human and one bird, one simulating illusions, and the other carefully watching, time passed quickly.
Two days later, the side effects of the sealing potion disappeared, and Angel finally had time to do his own things. He planned to find Shadow and ask for his help in finding “Hookedick.”
If Hookedick could be dealt with in Mechanical City, that would be the best. After all, once they returned to the Savage Grottoes, with Nisi present, it would not be easy for him to find an opportunity.
However, before going to find Shadow, Angel first opened his bracelet and released Freud from the Soul Source Flower.
After being nourished for these days, Freud’s soul was much more solid than at the beginning and showed no signs of falling again.
As soon as Freud left the Soul Source Flower, he looked around. Finally, he flew to the balcony, looked at the bustling silhouette of Mechanical City in the distance, the blue sky, and the leisurely white clouds, and fell silent for a while before returning to the room.
“I knew I wasn’t mistaken; you successfully left the Purification Garden… Congratulations.” Freud’s voice was low, watching as Angel left the Purification Sea, while he remained forever in the deep sea… Perhaps even the deep sea had disappeared, at most remaining as a memory of the deep sea.
This stark contrast filled him with deep loss.
“I kept my promise and brought you out.” Angel’s words stopped there, silently looking at Freud.
Freud also understood Angel’s meaning: “I will also keep my promise.”
“I placed the ‘Dream Conch’ in an absolutely safe place.” After a pause, Freud looked at Angel: “However, it is not in the flourishing continent but in the Revelation Continent. It is mostly inhabited by mortals; the Dream Conch is safest there.”
“Revelation Continent, Versailles Kingdom?” Angel recalled and asked.
Freud was taken aback: “Of the nineteen kingdoms in the empire, there is indeed a Versailles Kingdom, but it is very small and famous for its flowers… Does Mr. Pat come from the Revelation Continent as well?”
“No, a good friend of mine is from the Versailles Kingdom.” The image of Shalem flashed through Angel’s mind. The only reason he could remember the Versailles Kingdom was because Shalem was very proud of his country. From the day he met him, Shalem often mentioned his homeland.
“I see. I came from the Revelation Continent, so I thought Mr. Pat did too…” Freud paused: “The ‘Dream Conch’ I mentioned is not in the Versailles Kingdom, but in my former home, located in the Central Empire at the heart of the Revelation Continent, which is also the suzerain state of the nineteen kingdoms.”
“So you can’t take it out now.” Angel narrowed his eyes, seemingly pondering something.
Freud’s face changed, thinking that Angel was angry, and hurriedly said: “I can lead Mr. Pat there. If Mr. Pat doesn’t trust me, I can draw a map first, and you can send someone else to fetch it.”
Angel waved his hand, and Freud misunderstood; he wasn’t angry but was thinking about the location of the Revelation Continent.
He planned to return to the Old Land Continent in the middle of this year. If it was on the way, he might as well take a trip to the Revelation Continent.
It should be on the way, right? At least it wouldn’t be too much of a detour since he had encountered Sanders in the Devil Sea area when Shalem was already on the Cloud Whale.
After some thought, Angel asked: “Have you ever heard of the Old Land Continent?”
Freud shook his head, bewildered.
“What about Edge Island?” Angel changed the name.
Freud immediately nodded: “I know this one; it’s to the south of the Whale Swallow Sea, and the Central Empire often has merchants visiting the small island to exchange goods.”
“Small” island!
The place where Angel once lived turned out to be a “small” island in the eyes of ordinary people living in the “Revelation Continent.” No wonder, when mentioning the Old Land continent, Angel looked puzzled.
There was no way around it; the world was just too big… Angel sighed. According to his perspective, the Old Land continent was not small at all, with several large and small empires and dynasties.
“Alright, is this small island far from the Revelation Continent?” Angel asked.
Freud: “The Revelation Continent is to the north of the Whale Whisker Sea. It takes about two months to reach Edge Island from the Revelation Continent by boat.”
Two months’ time, Angel calculated briefly. With the speed of an ordinary boat, it wasn’t far. If converted to a “Gondola,” it would likely take only a few days.
Angel asked again: “Will I pass the Revelation Continent on the way from the Vast Continent to Edge Island?”
“It depends on which port you leave from.”
Angel recalled for a moment, hesitating: “Twilight Harbor Coast?”
“Do you mean the port of the Guman Kingdom, Mr. Pat? If you leave from there, it can be considered on the way. You only need to detour a short distance to reach the Revelation Continent. However, going through this port, you will pass through the dangerous and perilous Devil’s Sea.”
“As long as it’s on the way, there’s no need to worry. I won’t be sailing, but flying in midair,” Angel continued: “I should be going to Edge Island in the second half of this year. When the time comes, I will make a detour to the Revelation Continent. If I obtain the ‘Dream Conch,’ I will set you free.”
Freud’s eyebrows drooped, and he nodded in agreement. When under someone else’s roof, one has no choice but to bow.
“Since you’ve agreed, I won’t treat you unfairly.” Angel glanced at the somewhat wilted Soul Source Flower: “I will craft a temporary dwelling for you.”
“Thank you,” Freud replied respectfully.
“Is there anything you need to take care of in the Vast Continent?” Angel originally wanted to ask which wizard organization Freud belonged to and whether he needed to take care of any relics or the like. But after thinking about it, he felt that asking such questions might lead to misunderstandings, so he changed his phrasing.
Freud shook his head: “I come from Hurricane Tower, and there’s nothing to tidy up. Dead people are like stones thrown into a pond; they create a few ripples, but soon everything becomes quiet.”
Freud’s words meant that Angel didn’t need to worry about any trouble. Only living people had value; dead people, even if they were once elite apprentices of Hurricane Tower, were still like stones thrown into a pond, unable to stir up significant waves.
“Alright, before I craft your dwelling, you should stay in the Soul Source Flower.” Angel paused: “If you have any other needs, feel free to let me know.”
Chapter 535 Sanders' Oddity <TOC> Chapter 537 The Departing Shadow