Chapter 605 Puppet Woman <TOC> Chapter 607 Mysterious Memory
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This is a pitch-black space.
There is no sky above, no ground below, just like a soul realm, chaotic and imperceptible.
Angel is trapped here.
After being swallowed by the dog, he appeared in this dark space. The dog’s mouth seemed to be connected not to its esophagus, but to this seemingly boundless space with no sense of suspension.
There is no warmth, no blood, and even more so, no intestines or stomach as one might imagine – it’s just pure darkness.
This darkness is a very pure black, where almost all visible light is completely absorbed.
In such darkness, Angel can’t even see his own soul, as if he were just a thinking consciousness.
Fortunately, he can reach out and touch the texture of his soul, which directly proves that he is not a consciousness without a carrier.
At the same time, there is another indirect proof of his existence.
—That is Toby.
Toby followed him into the dog’s mouth, and now Toby is leaning against his neck, whispering softly.
As long as Toby is there, Angel feels a little relieved and even gains a bit of confidence. Because Gloria is inside the Snowy Feather, with Gloria’s strength, they should be able to leave this dark space.
However, reality is cold.
Toby whispered to him that the Snowy Feather couldn’t be opened… as if it was sealed by some force.
Spacial items being sealed? This is not very common, but it happens.
However, the fact that a dog’s body can seal spacial items is a bit too miraculous, isn’t it?
Although disappointed, he has to face the facts. Since Toby can’t open the Snowy Feather, the path to rely on Gloria to take them away is not possible.
To leave this place, they must find another way.
But what other methods are there? He doesn’t even understand the purpose of the dog swallowing him, or why the inside of the dog is a dark space.
Thinking of the dog, Angel is still somewhat confused about what is going on.
This dog was found in an attic, initially believed to be a pet of the owner of the attic, but now it seems that this is not the case. The dog looks like a normal puppy, but as Angel said, if it can travel freely in the Dark Domain, there must be something wrong.
Now Angel is even more certain that there must be a big problem with this dog.
Could it be the mysterious Yorkshire?
Angel guessed to himself and tried to call out, but no matter if he scolded, cursed, or tried to appease, he received no response.
It was as if in this absolute darkness, only he existed.
In such a silent, pitch-black, and cold environment, without a strong heart, one might slowly go mad. Angel didn’t know how long he could hold on, but his only consolation was that the blood drop Sanders left with him was still on his body, emitting a faint warmth.
Perhaps Sanders could find him through this blood drop? Angel pondered.
However, having a vision is good, but he can’t completely rely on Sanders.
Angel tried to walk around, seeing if there were any discoveries… Although he couldn’t see the surroundings, Angel felt that there should be barriers in this space. Maybe if he found the barrier, he could find a way out?
With this slightly utopian idea, Angel began to move.
Not long after, Angel discovered something that puzzled him… he sensed a familiar aura.
The familiar aura.
The appearance of the Dark Domain, in addition to the agitation of Sleepless City, attracted so many wizards for another important reason: Mysterious Aura.
Someone sensed a Mysterious Aura, and according to their conjecture, perhaps a Mysterious Object was about to be born, and the Dark Domain was the Omen Sign of the birth of the Mysterious Object.
So, wizards who coveted the Mysterious Object came one after another.
At the beginning, when Angel was outside the Dark Domain, he also told Sanders that he sensed a faint Mysterious Aura in the outer city. Since he had once truly touched the Mysterious Realm, he sensed more things than others. He found that the Mysterious Aura in the outer city was very similar to the Mysterious Soul that appeared in Black Castle back then.
But what’s strange is that after they entered the outer city, Angel found that he could no longer sense the Mysterious Soul’s aura.
Until now.
He surprisingly sensed the familiar Mysterious Aura again inside the dog’s body.
Why would a Mysterious Aura appear here? Could it be that the Mysterious Object is actually hidden inside this dog’s body? Is this dog, as he guessed, Yorkshire that carries the Mysterious Object into the wizarding world?
Originally aimlessly wandering, due to this Mysterious Aura, Angel found a direction.
Although he initially came to Sleepless City in search of Gloria, if he had the opportunity to obtain the Mysterious Object, he would not refuse.
He planned to fly along the source of this aura.
The deeper he flew, the thicker and heavier the Mysterious Aura Angel felt.
Before long, although Angel was still in the dark space, his surroundings were filled with a strong Mysterious Aura, just like when he crafted the Prelude of Reincarnation, with the mysterious power surrounding him.
Moreover, the Mysterious Aura was even thicker than before.
Judging by the richness of the Mysterious Aura around him, Angel felt that he should be very close to the source of the Mysterious Aura, and moving forward, he should be able to see the Mysterious Object that attracted so many wizards to gather in Sleepless City…
But not long after, Angel’s eyelids began to droop slowly.
“Why do I feel a bit sleepy?” Angel muttered strangely. After all, he was now in a soul state, so how could he feel drowsy?
He forced himself to stay awake, but he couldn’t resist the heavy onslaught of sleepiness, and soon he closed his eyes unconsciously.
When Angel opened his eyes again, he found that his location had changed.
He was in a dazzling, bright void filled with white light.
There was no one around, and Angel only saw himself; even Toby had disappeared.
As Angel wondered where he was, a majestic voice suddenly appeared in his ear: “I can give you a drop of water, do you want it?”
“Who are you? Where is this?” Angel asked.
The other party did not respond but continued to repeat: “I can give you a drop of water, do you want it?”
Obviously, the answer he wanted from Angel was: yes, or no.
Angel was silent for a while: “Is there a difference between wanting it or not?”
The other party still did not respond but continued to ask Angel if he wanted the drop of water.
Do you want a drop of water? What a strange question, and who is the person speaking? Angel couldn’t figure it out, so for safety’s sake, he chose not to answer.
But not answering doesn’t mean it would stop asking.
That unknown voice seemed insistent that Angel give an answer.
Angel thought for a moment and finally replied: “Yes.”
Angel didn’t know what the answer was, but he knew that once he chose “Yes,” it represented variables.
Perhaps choosing “No” might also result in variables, but the greater probability is that it would return to silence. In such an environment and situation, he preferred variables over silence, whether these variables were good or bad.
As he made his choice, the majestic and righteous voice answered: “Fine, here’s a drop of water for you.”
A single, lustrous droplet of water appeared before Angel’s eyes.
It simply floated in front of Angel, a tiny drop of water reflecting the surrounding light.
Is this it? Angel carefully observed the droplet and found that it was indeed an ordinary drop of water, except for being suspended in mid-air, with no other abnormalities.
“Can I lend you some power? Do you want it?” At this moment, the voice spoke to Angel again.
Angel instinctively asked: “What kind of power?”
When he thought the other party wouldn’t answer, they said: “Unknown power.”
Unknown power? Angel thought about it and decided to choose “Yes” again. A single drop of water didn’t reveal any variables, and he wanted to know what the other party intended to do.
After making his choice, a gray-white mass of energy appeared beside the droplet.
This gray-white energy mass should be the so-called “unknown power.” Angel carefully observed it and found that it was filled with a sense of “chaos,” as if it were an unknown number with a disordered arrangement.
Angel tried to reach out and touch it with his fingertips.
It was like a solid object that, with a gentle touch from Angel, moved next to the droplet, and then merged with it at a visible speed.
The droplet merged with the unknown and began to change immediately.
The water slowly spread out and eventually formed an ocean. Angel stood in mid-air, witnessing the birth of the ocean. However, what puzzled him was that the unknown power had merged with a drop of water to create an ocean?
That was too fantastical, wasn’t it?
If something fish-like appeared in the ocean, Angel probably wouldn’t find it surprising.
As soon as he thought this, bizarre and primitive fish began to leap in the ocean. Then, a giant canopy tree rose from the ocean floor, covering most of the ocean.
Creatures began to appear on the tree, evolving as lightning ignited the fire of civilization, and intelligent beings appeared on the tree.
Then, a tree civilization with the ocean as its background appeared before Angel’s eyes.
“A pinch of unknown and a drop of water have become a civilization?” Angel still hasn’t figured out the situation before him.
Suddenly one day, a war broke out in the tree civilization, and a large number of intelligent beings died. The plague appeared, and the giant tree slowly withered as well.
Later, the tree collapsed, and the civilization perished.
At this time, a pile of broken walls and the ocean slowly separated, as if time was reversing. Finally, it appeared before Angel’s eyes, once again becoming that drop of water and a cluster of air.
However, this cluster of air was tinged with a bit of black and some green threads.
Angel could clearly feel that the black seemed to represent death and destruction, while the green represented life and continuity.
But in no time, the black and green mixed together again. In the end, it was as if they had assimilated, and the cluster of air turned grayish-white once more.
Before him, it turned back into its original form, a drop of water and a collection of unknown power.
Chapter 605 Puppet Woman <TOC> Chapter 607 Mysterious Memory