Chapter 558 Projection Bloodline <TOC> Chapter 560 Bloodline Tracing
Translator: SumTLMan
“So, you mean I let you bring out a painting?”
Angel nodded.
Sanders immediately furrowed his brow, trying to recall the events in the Nightmare Plane. However, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t remember anything about the painting.
Sanders’ expression seemed genuine; he had indeed forgotten about the existence of the painting.
Angel quickly realized that after their last departure from Nightfall City, the —Singularity Scattering Meditation Method— was also forgotten by Sanders, but at least Sanders still remembered the existence of such a guiding method, just not the content.
This time, however, Sanders not only forgot the content of the painting but even the concept of the painting itself. In his memory, there was no painting during this trip to the Nightmare Plane!
“Tell me everything about the painting, from beginning to end,” Sanders said, finally turning his attention to Angel.
Angel narrated the events while simulating the situation with an illusion. He even replicated the contents of the painting.
After watching the series of changes in the painting, Sanders’ expression became somewhat serious.
After a while, he said: “I still remember the witch, but I did indeed forget the existence of the painting. Now it seems that this painting must be unusual, making me unable to remember even the concept. Perhaps it is even more extraordinary than the —Singularity Scattering Meditation Method—.”
Angel was also pondering this issue. He had come into contact with the painting, and from the beginning, he felt a strange sensation from it. Just staring at the painting made him feel uneasy.
He initially thought it might have been the old witch causing mischief.
But Sanders remembered the witch yet forgot the painting… Perhaps what made him feel strange wasn’t the witch but the painting itself?
“I thought I had cleared Witch Town and even considered using it as our permanent base for exploring the Nightmare Plane from that origin point. Unexpectedly… there were new discoveries in Witch Town this time,” Sanders murmured softly. “No matter the cabin, the witch, or the painting, I haven’t encountered them before. Perhaps there are other secrets in Witch Town, and it seems that there are many secrets to be uncovered here.”
As Sanders spoke, his eyes carried a complex emotion when looking at Angel: To uncover these secrets, Angel’s cooperation would be required. However, Angel’s strength was too weak, and the situation in the Wizarding World was changing. It was uncertain if Angel could escape the quagmire when faced with sudden changes.
Angel didn’t notice Sanders’ complex gaze, as his thoughts were still focused on the painting: “Mentor, what is going on with that painting?”
Sanders shook off the thoughts in his mind and replied: “Something that can make me forget its concept, I guess it might be a Mysterious Object. As for its origin and usage, it is temporarily unknown.”
“Mysterious Object?” Angel hesitated for a moment, thinking that it was indeed possible. He was not unfamiliar with mysterious auras, but he was in a spiritual state at the time and didn’t sense it.
A fiery look appeared in Angel’s eyes, wishing he could bring that Mysterious Object out for research.
Not to mention Angel’s fiery gaze, even Sanders was somewhat excited. However, it was a pity that, for now, Angel couldn’t bring the Mysterious Object out of the Nightmare Plane.
“Let’s put the painting issue aside for now. The witch you encountered must be the origin of Witch Town’s name. I will investigate her real-world identity and hope to get some information about that painting,” Sanders said.
Angel nodded, knowing that thinking about the painting was useless for now, as it was all just talk without being able to bring it out.
Since this matter was resolved, their trip to the Nightmare Plane could be considered a success.
Sanders planned to sort out some detailed data on the items Angel carried in and out of the Nightmare Plane, which would be relevant for their next trip.
Angel also prepared to leave, but before departing, he asked: “Mentor, how much longer will we stay in Sky Mechanical City?”
Sanders replied: “There is an auction at the end of the month. I heard there’s an ancient scroll about the Nightmare Plane. I’ll take a look.”
It was still early in the month, and there was plenty of time before the end of the month, just enough to complete the redhead’s request. Angel calculated in his heart.
“An ancient scroll about the Nightmare Plane? But wasn’t the Nightmare Plane recorded in the —Infinite Plane Exploration Records— only two hundred years ago?” Angel looked puzzled. If it had been discovered in ancient times, why was there no record left?
Sanders also looked puzzled: “I don’t know. It’s just a gimmick promoted by the auction itself. Whether it’s true or not, I still want to take a look. However, according to my own speculation, the Nightmare Plane should have a vast system, not just two hundred years of history. Perhaps there were records of the Nightmare Plane in ancient times, just very few.”
After Sanders’ explanation, Angel became interested in the auction as well. However, he didn’t think about buying it, but simply wanted to see what the auctions in Sky Mechanical City were like and sell the Blood Vine on the side.
Angel proposed his idea of attending the auction, and Sanders didn’t refuse, allowing Angel to accompany him when the time came.
With this matter settled, Angel left the study.
When he returned to his bedroom, he found that Toby was still asleep. He had experienced more than ten days in the Nightmare Plane, while in reality, it was just a moment. With such a large time scale, wouldn’t it be a great leap if one could cultivate in the Nightmare Plane?
Unfortunately, the Nightmare Plane did not have any original magical power, and entering the Nightmare Plane as a soul made cultivation impossible.
Angel did not wake Toby and went to the quiet room alone.
He still had tasks to complete, and since he promised the redhead, he was entrusted with loyalty.
For the following period of time, Angel spent most of his days studying, trying to find out the actual runes corresponding to the corners of those magic runes, which was very exhausting.
After searching tirelessly for a week, Angel finally found the six magic runes corresponding to the crown.
However, after finding the six magic runes, Angel discovered that there was one more rune on the crown, meaning there were actually seven magic runes on the crown?
But the last magic rune, the few runes that were revealed, were too sparse and ordinary. Almost all magic runes have similar runes, so it is impossible to find this last magic rune by comparing features.
Angel thought for a moment and decided to find the magic energy formation with the six magic runes in order first, and then deduce the possibility of the last magic rune.
This step was not too difficult, but the continuous week of work had left Angel exhausted. He decided to rest for one night before comparing the magic energy formation.
The door to the quiet room, which had been closed for a week, was opened.
As soon as he stepped out, he saw a huge shadow flashing outside the window. Angel was stunned for a moment before realizing that Toby had transformed into the Griffin of Fury at some point, looking at him through the window with clear eyes, full of grievance and pleading for mercy.
Angel did not understand Toby’s gaze for a moment, until he heard a familiar voice from outside the window: “Little Toby, don’t think about escaping. Today you must use the Flame of Fury, or else I’ll have to get rough~”
The voice was sweet and crisp, and Angel was stunned for a moment, then approached the window to look down and saw a short figure.
It was a teenage girl.
However, she was wearing a purple dress, her figure swaying, her innocent face heavily made up, holding a beast taming whip in her hand, her flaming red lips calling out to Toby.
When she saw Angel’s head appear in the window, her eyes lit up: “Yo, Angel, you finally finished your retreat~”
Looking at this familiar figure, Angel’s eyes were filled with a hint of surprise: “Lady Gloria?”
Angel flipped over and jumped out of the window.
With a roll, he landed steadily. As he landed, Toby also fluttered his huge wings and landed beside him.
“Lady Gloria, what are you doing here? When did you arrive?”
This girl was Gloria, who had just separated from Black Castle not long ago. Angel thought it would be years or even decades before he saw Gloria again, but it was only two months before they reunited in Mechanical City.
Gloria smiled and patted Toby’s huge eagle head before turning to Angel and saying: “You’re following in your Mentor’s footsteps, closing yourself off for research? I’ve been here for almost a week, and you’ve been in retreat for a week.”
Angel scratched the back of his head: “I took on an alchemy job recently, and I’ve been pondering alchemy strategies these days.”
Gloria looked Angel up and down: “I’ve heard about your exploits while I’ve been here. The magazines describe you as a leader among young apprentices.”
Angel grinned: “Those are just gossip magazines… not to be taken seriously.”
“You’ve become a third-level apprentice in just a few days, and that’s not to be taken seriously?” Gloria teased, but deep down she was genuinely amazed by the speed at which Angel’s skills had improved. She had seen him when he was still a mortal, as if it were just yesterday.
“It’s just luck.”
Angel spoke honestly, but Gloria saw it as modesty: “If it’s luck, then is it also luck that several wizards have come to find you for alchemy in the past few days?”
“Wizards came to find me for alchemy?” Angel widened his eyes, as this was the first time he had heard of it.
“That’s right. But I think that not many of them really wanted you to do alchemy; they probably just wanted to build a relationship with you.” When Gloria said this, she silently pointed at Sanders’ study: “However, they were all stopped by your Mentor.”
Angel nodded in understanding: “That’s true, my alchemy skills aren’t at the level of working for wizards yet.”
Gloria rolled her eyes at Angel’s words, as she had personally witnessed the near-mysterious weapon he had crafted.
Even though half of its Mysterious Spirit had been taken by Lady Isabelle, the weapon was still good enough to be noticed by official wizards.
After receiving a rolled-eye from Gloria, Angel asked innocently: “Did you come to Mechanical City specifically to see Toby, Lady Gloria?”
Gloria waved her hand: “I came to discuss some matters with your Mentor and just stopped by to see Toby.”
After a pause, Gloria continued: “I won’t be leaving for now, so I’ll train Toby for these days. You can go ahead and take care of your own business.”
Angel didn’t ask about the matters Gloria had with Sanders and just nodded. He figured Toby would be happy to train with his owner, right?
But when he turned around, he saw Toby looking at him pitifully, his eyes filled with hope and expectation.
Looking at the whip in Gloria’s hand and then at Toby’s pitiful expression, Angel seemed to understand something. He was about to say something to Gloria, but she interrupted: “Toby is finally living like a proper creature, and I won’t go easy on him. Don’t plead for him; training Toby is also good for you.”
Angel swallowed the words that had reached his lips.
What Gloria said was also reasonable, after all, she was Toby’s original owner and the one who gave him life, so Angel couldn’t argue with her.
In the end, Angel could only sympathize with Toby, then silently turned around and left.
Chapter 558 Projection Bloodline <TOC> Chapter 560 Bloodline Tracing