Chapter 606 Mysterious Space <TOC> Chapter 608 Outer City Center
Translator: SumTLMan
What kind of change is this? A return to simplicity? Or perhaps a fusion followed by separation?
What did all the previous changes mean?
Do they represent the rise and fall of a civilization? But what is the point of simply showing the rise and fall of a civilization?
For Angel, the details and context of a civilization are more important. The context of a civilization shows everything about it, while its rise and fall are just two colors on a palette.
Many questions remain unanswered, but it is undeniable that what was once an ordinary drop of water and a cluster of power in his eyes now possess an indescribable Mysterious Quality.
Silent for a long time, the drop of water and the gray-white energy sphere, which had absorbed two contradictory energies, no longer underwent any changes.
“Or perhaps the reason for the lack of change is that there is no external power to assist?” Angel reached out doubtfully and gently touched them.
This time, however, he touched the water droplet.
The droplet did not disperse but was slowly pushed by him into the center of the gray-white energy sphere.
They fused again.
But this time, the “Unknown Power” represented by the gray-white energy sphere chose a different direction. Instead of turning the water droplet into an ocean, it merged itself into the center of the droplet, becoming like the earth, with the water droplet evenly covering its surface.
It looked like… a planet.
The pale blue planet even reminded Angel of his mentor Jon’s homeland—Earth.
Clouds and rain combine, ravines collapse, continents separate, and misty swamps form… Life forms emerge from the ocean and evolve on land, giving rise to various strange creatures, including humans.
Then, civilizations rise and fall.
Palaces are destroyed overnight, and in the blink of an eye, the cycle repeats.
On the ruins, the last group of survivors kneel before a statue they call the “Creator God,” praying with hopeful eyes to the invisible divine. But in the end, they still couldn’t await divine salvation, and they drew their final breath in despair.
After their death, Angel noticed a strange flower slowly growing from the soil where their bodies had decomposed.
It was a peculiar flower with six petals—three emitting a crystal-clear brilliance, and three shrouded in gray, dim fog.
As the flower appeared, time rewound once again.
As if in a dream, a drop of water and a gray-white energy sphere reappeared before Angel.
However, in the center of this energy sphere, the peculiar flower slowly sank.
Angel sensed it, the three glowing petals of the flower, radiating a “hopeful” brilliance, while the other three petals shrouded in mist were filled with “despair” and decay. The flower disappeared after merging with the grayish-white aura cluster.
Gazing at the droplet of water and the strange grayish-white aura cluster before him, Angel faintly grasped something, but it seemed that his vision was full of mist and he couldn’t grasp any context.
Angel eagerly continued his attempts, pushing the water into the grayish-white aura cluster again.
The “Unknown Power” made a new choice once again, completely different from the previous two developments. This time, there wasn’t even a civilization that emerged, only a division of darkness and light.
In the end, darkness and light merged into the grayish-white aura cluster.
Angel tried again and again, the light in his eyes growing stronger with each change to the grayish-white aura cluster, and each fusion consisting of two contradictory and opposing auras.
Death and rebirth, destruction and creation, hope and despair, darkness and light, truth and falsehood…
These opposing auras, in Angel’s eyes, were like laws. Even without the real law fluctuations, their meanings represented laws.
After an unknown amount of time, Angel saw various different worlds, as the grayish-white aura cluster fused with countless laws. But the grayish-white aura cluster still didn’t change color, and it constructed a more fascinating world for the next “cycle.”
It seemed that the grayish-white aura cluster had become saturated this time.
Angel felt that there were still many “cycles” waiting for him to explore, but the grayish-white aura cluster no longer fused with the droplet of water.
He felt a little regret and a little anticipation.
He had an intuition that perhaps the final answer for this strange space was about to be revealed.
Angel set it aside and carefully observed the droplet of water and the Unknown Power that exuded a “saturated” aura.
Time gradually passed.
Just as Angel began to doubt whether his judgment was wrong, the droplet of water changed, slowly approaching the grayish-white aura.
This time they didn’t merge, the water enveloped the Unknown Power and then slowly changed its shape.
During this process, the Mysterious Aura that Angel had been secretly guessing in his heart finally appeared – a massive Mysterious Aura!
A large amount of Mysterious Aura leaked out during this process, instantly filling the space. The Mysterious Aura surrounded Angel completely, like a vast sea.
Angel’s attention was originally on the transformation of the water droplet, but at this moment, the dense and almost substantial Mysterious Aura enchanted him.
A few months ago, he accidentally came into contact with the Mysterious Realm while practicing alchemy in Black Castle.
That Mysterious Alchemy experience was actually a fortunate encounter, as well as an accumulation and explosion of Black Castle’s hidden potential. It wasn’t particularly significant for Angel, as he merely acted as a transporter by chance.
However, even though it wasn’t particularly significant for Angel, if he had actually crafted a Mysterious Object at that time, he would definitely have become a Mysterious Alchemist, gaining access to an unimaginable Mysterious World.
To say he had no regrets would be a lie. How could he not have regrets? But he had a positive mindset, knowing that some things cannot be obtained by force.
His alchemy in Black Castle might have been orchestrated by a great power, an inevitable destiny. It was destined for him to ignite Black Castle’s hidden potential at that time, allowing Isabelle to return to the world of wizards.
With such self-hypnotic thoughts, Angel let go of this matter. Although he didn’t become a Mysterious Alchemist, this experience brought him many benefits. At the very least, his position in the alchemy circle was solidified. Even the research institute of Mechanical City granted him access, meaning he could enter the top-tier halls of the Southern Region’s alchemy circle at any time.
These benefits made Angel feel more relieved. After letting go, he gradually formed an ambition in his heart.
Since his previous encounter with the Mysterious Realm was a fortunate coincidence, even if he had truly become a Mysterious Alchemist, it would have been somewhat undeserved. In that case, he could do without such a reputation. He wanted to rely solely on his own strength, not on any coincidences, to craft a Mysterious Object and establish himself as a Mysterious Alchemist!
And this time was an opportunity.
Although he didn’t genuinely come into contact with the Mysterious Realm, surrounded by such a substantial Mysterious Aura, he could closely perceive and analyze it, ultimately making it his own.
Once he truly understood the so-called Mysterious, perhaps he could craft a Mysterious Object?
With such a vision, Angel became completely immersed in the dense Mysterious Aura.
However, the power of the Mysterious, a concept even wizards couldn’t understand, was it something a small apprentice like Angel could comprehend? Obviously not.
But although Angel couldn’t understand it, he possessed a unique skill that no one else could learn.
Emotional perception and emotional integration.
Just like the music box he had created, which amazed the Mirror Lady who had lived for countless years, it was because he had unconsciously integrated the feeling of the Nightmare Plane into it during the crafting process.
What is the feeling of the Nightmare Plane: time stands still, every plant, every object, even a scratch or an extinguished fire, all filled with meaning.
Angel’s unique skill, or an alternative talent, is his ability to blend the feeling of the Nightmare Plane into illusions.
Since the feeling of the Nightmare Plane could be remembered and integrated into illusions, if he could integrate this “Mysterious” feeling into illusions, wouldn’t that enable long-term perception and research?
Even if he left this place, he could still study the power of the Mysterious.
With this idea, Angel focused not on analyzing and understanding, but on copying and memorizing the feeling of the “Mysterious.”
Without trying to understand, simply copying, Angel’s progress sped up considerably. However, the power of the Mysterious was too complex, and even copying left Angel somewhat overwhelmed.
During this copying process, Angel discovered something.
The power of the Mysterious seemed to carry an “unknown” meaning. Once deliberately copied, it always failed to achieve the desired effect; instead, “unintentional memories” could yield very effective results.
As he memorized more “Mysterious” feelings, Angel could vaguely find some familiar traces in them, such as the contradictory impact of “elusive, full of unknown, incompatible with laws yet perfectly integrated,” which was subtly connected to the contradictory laws integrated into the previous grayish-white aura.
Could it be that the grayish-white aura was showcasing the birth process of the “Mysterious”? But something seemed off; surely a Mysterious Item’s birth wouldn’t destroy countless civilizations? Perhaps it was only illustrating that the essence of the “Mysterious” was unknown and contradictory?
Angel memorized for a while, feeling that there seemed to be some coherence.
However, since he was now in a soul form without a magical foundation, he couldn’t cast illusions. He also didn’t know if he could genuinely integrate the “Mysterious” into illusions after returning to his physical body.
He could only wait to experiment after returning to his body.
After immersing himself for a while, the Mysterious Aura began to fade slowly.
Angel slowly came back to his senses, his eyes refocusing on the position of that “drop of water.”
But when he looked, he didn’t see that “drop of water,” but a familiar animal – the Spotted Dog.
Chapter 606 Mysterious Space <TOC> Chapter 608 Outer City Center