Chapter 581 Eye of the Mind Spell <TOC> Chapter 583 Ice Wizard King
Translator: SumTLMan
Angel’s memories flowed back into his mind.
Gradually, he began to hear voices around him and raised his head in confusion. His vision was still blurry, but he could vaguely see a tall man dressed in a black suit approaching and stopping in front of him.
“What did you see?” a familiar, low voice asked.
Without thinking, Angel replied: “I saw him, covered in green runes, right in my bedroom.”
Angel’s words were somewhat incoherent, but Sanders understood.
“You mean, the long-haired nightmare creature was in your bedroom?” he asked.
Angel nodded, his thoughts slowly returning to normal, and his eyes regaining their clarity.
After pondering for a moment, Sanders did not press further, but instead turned his attention to Maya: “What’s the final conclusion? Does his right hand affect him?”
Maya turned and leaned on her cane, slowly walking to a stone chair to sit down. She lowered her gaze: “There’s definitely an effect. As for whether it’s a good or bad effect, I don’t know. You’ll have to ask him. It’s his own experience, and his feelings are the most important. If he felt even a hint of discomfort during that experience, it means there’s a problem, and his body is sending him a warning.”
“If not, then there’s no problem.”
Sanders looked at Angel, who had naturally heard Maya’s words. Recalling his previous experience, Angel didn’t know if it was a dream or an illusion, but he had genuinely undergone a short journey.
Throughout the process, although everything was bathed in blood, he didn’t feel uncomfortable. Instead, he felt a sense of familiarity.
“I didn’t feel uncomfortable. On the contrary, it felt familiar,” Angel hesitated: “In the end, when I arrived in my own bedroom, I saw that person.”
“His appearance was sudden and confusing, but I still didn’t feel any aversion.”
Angel honestly shared his experience, but he didn’t mention that the person was his projection in the Nightmare Plane. Sanders had specifically instructed him not to reveal too much until there was a definite conclusion regarding the Projection Bloodline.
After hearing Angel’s words, a faint glow passed through Maya’s green eyes. The Angel in her eyes seemed to turn into streams of data, eventually becoming a beam of light that entered her heart, where she had already silently determined a magical formula.
Maya finally concluded: “It should be fine. There may be ups and downs, but the outcome shouldn’t be too bad.”
With Maya’s assurance, Angel’s heart, which had been suspended in midair, finally found its footing.
Since his right hand wouldn’t cause him much harm, he could use it with confidence.
Unlike Angel’s focus, after Maya’s conclusion, Sanders’ thoughts immediately began to revolve. His new research topic, —The Study on the Origin of Projection Bloodline—, finally had its first definitive data regarding the safety of the Projection Bloodline.
Under the premise that the Projection Bloodline is safe for its original owner, many of his conjectures can be concluded.
Sanders’ emotions fluctuated, wishing to start calculating some data immediately, but since he was still on Star Island, he had to suppress his agitation for the time being.
He came to find Maya not only for matters related to Angel, but also for another matter of great importance.
“Angel, you wait outside first. I have something to talk to Maya about,” said Sanders.
Angel nodded and headed for the door. As he left, he faintly heard Maya’s whispered complaint: “I said earlier not to call me by my name directly. I prefer the title given by the stars rather than my name.”
Angel closed the bronze door, and the sounds from within instantly quieted down.
Angel turned around and followed the winding staircase down.
He had just descended one level when he saw White Bear and Totoro.
This floor looked like a place for office work or teaching, with a large space. Every few meters, a warm yellow wall lamp burned, giving the entire space a warm feeling. There were more than a dozen low wooden tables, neatly arranged without chairs, but with luxurious carpets laid out.
White Bear sat on the carpet, writing furiously on a piece of paper. Totoro stood far away, next to a bookshelf with sparse books, flipping through a thick leather book.
Angel’s movement caught the attention of the two. Totoro immediately put down the book and came over with a smile. White Bear also stood up and walked towards him, but he picked up the parchment in his hand.
Angel faintly saw that the parchment in White Bear’s hand seemed to have a bear drawn on it.
However, it was black and white.
…
On the top floor of the observatory, Sanders chuckled softly: “The name is just a trigger point. If you really want to block it, it wouldn’t be difficult.”
Maya snorted: “I don’t block it for a reason. Whoever dares to speak ill of me behind my back, I must know clearly; otherwise, where is my authority?”
In the face of old friend Sanders, Maya’s “mysterious and wise” persona naturally collapsed.
“Enough about that, just remember not to call me by my name,” Maya’s expression slightly relaxed: “Let’s talk about serious matters. I know why you came to find me. I can explore the River of Destiny for you, but there are many great figures involved, and many have far-reaching consequences. So, you need to give me a bottom line on how far you want me to go.”
“Let’s start with this,” Sanders extended his slender finger, gently tapping the earring on his right ear that emitted a faint golden light.
The Gravity Garden?
Maya nodded: “This is no problem.”
She extended her staff, drawing an arc in the air. Fog rose from an unknown source, enveloping the staff’s end.
Sanders saw her movement, feeling it was somewhat like “stirring the clouds,” but in Maya’s eyes, she saw another scene within the arc.
Or it may be a long river with mist rising and rushing endlessly, or a dark vortex full of mysterious power, or light strings full of unknown information. These series of visions are called by the prophecy wizards as: River of Destiny, Wheel of Time, and Strings of the World.
These visions are not actual objects but concepts, even expressed differently in different worlds. But all of them represent the unknown and the unpredictable destiny.
Not every prophecy wizard can glimpse these visions. Even Maya can only strain to see them from afar.
Her brow furrowed, and murky sweat seeped from her wrinkled skin.
In a short while, she was already soaked with sweat.
Suddenly.
Maya opened her eyes, exhaled deeply, and three streams of white breath poured out from her nostrils and mouth.
“I see, the Gravity Garden is fine, Lord Mengke doesn’t have much interest in your Gravity Garden, his plot is indeed just to smuggle some abyss demons,” Maya spoke, leaving some reservations.
Sure enough, after Maya calmed her breath, she continued: “But you need to be careful with Dainy, she seems to want to make a move on you in the abyss and seize the Gravity Garden.”
Sanders nodded noncommittally: “Ever since the Gravity Garden was crafted, Gravity Forest has been paying attention. I guessed they would take action, I know about this.”
Lady Dainy is the only second-level wizard in the Gravity Forest.
“The Wizard Garden of Gravity Forest is also a Gravity Garden, and its rank is slightly lower than yours. If they can merge, it will greatly enhance them,” Maya said: “But if they dare to make a move on you, there must be some trick, you need to be cautious.”
“Gravity Forest, a small wizard organization, probably wants to fish in troubled waters. I wish they would boldly scheme against me, they covet my Gravity Garden, as do I,” Sanders narrowed his eyes: “However, I didn’t expect so many wizard organizations to join this time, as far as I know, there are already nearly twenty wizard organizations, and three large wizard organizations are fully involved, even the Song of the Deep Sea, which has been hiding in the Endless Sea for many years, has landed and joined.”
“Lord Mengke probably has already prepared for the exposure,” Maya’s eyes darkened slightly: “The Southern Region has been peaceful for so many years, the disaster of the demon gods may not be entirely bad for people at their level.”
“But for apprentices and ordinary people, this is a devastating disaster,” Sanders said indifferently.
With a long sigh, the two fell into a moment of silence.
Suddenly, Sanders broke the quiet atmosphere: “Can you still hold on? I want to know, after Lord Mengke has spent so much effort and even offended the abyss demons… can he really take that legendary step in the end?”
“I knew you would ask that,” Maya shook her head: “I don’t know, this is not something my current strength can foresee, even the prophecy wizards of the Crown Star Church cannot be 100% certain.”
“But I can offer you a piece of news from the Shining Plane, they say, ‘Shadows shroud the Southern Region, but the morning sun will always rise.’ After a thousand years of silence, it’s time for the Southern Region to erupt. Whether the legend will be born upon Lord Mengke is still unknown.”
Sanders nodded with understanding: “Isabelle has returned as well, even if only as a remnant soul. If given the right opportunity, perhaps she will bring about some changes.”
“There might be changes, but I don’t think they will be significant,” Maya changed the subject: “I heard Isabelle’s return has something to do with your apprentice. Would you mind sharing the story?”
Isabelle’s return had already caused quite a stir. However, only a few people knew the real inside story. Sanders was one of those in the know since his apprentice was involved.
Sanders didn’t conceal anything and told the entire story behind Isabelle’s return.
“Mysterious realm? Your apprentice truly has an immeasurable future,” Maya sighed: “I bet old Rhine is secretly pleased. After all, it’s been many years since our Savage Grottoes produced an alchemy master.”
“He’s still far from being an alchemy master,” Sanders modestly replied, but his next sentence revealed his pride: “However, alchemy master is definitely not his final destination.”
This was blatant bragging about his apprentice!
Maya shook her head inwardly, comparing oneself to others could be infuriating.
“Lastly, to what extent should I be involved in Lord Mengke’s plan?”
Chapter 581 Eye of the Mind Spell <TOC> Chapter 583 Ice Wizard King