Chapter 627 Diamond-Shaped Crystal <TOC> Chapter 629 Returning to Hippocrates
Translator: SumTLMan
Having put away the diamond-shaped crystal, Sanders had no intention of letting Angel out yet.
Angel decided to take advantage of this free time and try to integrate the Mysterious Aura he had sensed within Little Spot into the illusion.
With this in mind, Angel sat up straight and began to recall the feelings he had experienced when he was immersed in the Unknown Power.
The endless cycles, the unknown changes ahead, and the rules that were clearly conflicting yet harmoniously strange… Angel recalled them bit by bit and unraveled them, allowing the imagery to ripple in his heart.
Feeling that it was about right, he slowly opened his eyes.
The mental space was dark, and the pure magical power squeezed from the magic source quickly combined into a trick model with the help of the Universal Axis.
This was the most basic illusion spell.
As the magical power surged between his fingers, Angel had an intuition that this illusion would be successful. He had simulated countless times in his soul state that the illusion with a mysterious feeling would definitely materialize in the next moment.
At this exciting moment, Angel’s eyes grew brighter and brighter, and the illusion was about to take shape, with the mysterious implications already taking form.
But at this moment, a familiar mental force enveloped Angel.
Before Angel could react, the illusion with mysterious implications disappeared in an instant. Then, Angel felt a moment of dizziness, and in the next second, he was taken out of the Gravity Garden by Sanders.
Before Angel could feel any regret, he felt a mental link to him, and then Sanders’ familiar voice came through: “Remember, do not disclose anything that happens in Sleepless City.”
Angel silently responded and began to observe the situation around him.
They were no longer on the edge of the Dark Domain but in a domed hall. The hall was like an inner square, with an estimated diameter of a hundred meters, with a dazzling array of colors and bright patterns painted on the ceiling.
Wizards in various robes were gathered in groups of twos and threes in the square, and whispers could occasionally be heard.
Angel was in the center of the hall, surrounded by formal wizards.
While Angel was observing the situation, Sanders had already stepped forward and walked towards the place where the crowd was gathering not far away. Angel noticed that the previously tense wizards, Payne, Quete, and Douglas, were all there.
Gloria and Nausica, among others, were on the other side, resting against a round stone pillar.
At the gathering where the higher-ups of various wizard organizations were present, Angel didn’t dare to approach them and instead headed towards Gloria’s location.
All the way, Angel could feel gazes seemingly unintentionally on him, but when he carefully looked, he found no traces.
“You’re Angel, right? Can we chat?” A cold voice entered Angel’s ears.
The source of the voice was right in front of him.
Angel looked up and saw a middle-aged man with a neatly dressed appearance, standing before him.
Angel recognized this person; the meticulously combed hairstyle, the clean and serious face, the cold-looking gold-rimmed glasses, and the teaching board with a stack of parchment in his hand, all indicating his identity – the prophecy wizard of White Coral Floating Island: “The String Plucker” Professor Angelo.
Faced with an inquiry from an official wizard, Angel naturally didn’t dare to take it lightly and immediately expressed his respect.
Angelo wasn’t a person accustomed to small talk, and he went straight to the subject, asking about the events in the Dark Domain.
Angel’s answers were all ignorant, and if he couldn’t answer, he responded with silence.
“Did you create the energy storm? Why not let the energy storm continue? Perhaps that Dark Domain would disappear?”
Just as Angel was about to respond with silence, suddenly, Sanders’ voice came from the mental link: “The prophecy wizard doesn’t look at your current answers. Try to put all the responsibility on me and then stay away from Angelo as soon as possible.”
Receiving Sanders’ instruction, Angel carefully chose his words and said to Angelo: “Professor, it was Mentor’s decision, and I don’t know the reason.”
Regarding Angel’s answer, Angelo neither expressed belief nor suspicion. He just stared at Angel closely, observing his subtle movements, angles of his eyebrows and eyes, heart rate, sweat rate, and pheromones emitted to deduce deeper information.
Angelo: “Why did you leave the Dark Domain alone before, the time when Lexa saw you?”
Angel pondered for a moment, just about to speak, when Angelo said again: “So, you accidentally discovered the exit, right?”
Angel hesitated for a few seconds, and before he could react, Angelo gave a slight smile: “Thank you for your response. Although I still have many questions, let’s end it here today. Otherwise, the Phantom Master’s dagger-like gaze could really kill.”
After speaking, Angelo turned around, preparing to leave. Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, paused for a moment, turned to Angel and said: “Your personality is indeed as Morrow described, very different from that of Phantom Master.” Angelo adjusted his glasses: “Perhaps, the academic lifestyle suits you better.”
Angelo straightened up and gradually walked away.
Angel hesitated for a moment and continued walking towards Gloria. After the conversation with Angelo, Angel felt completely passive, perhaps due to the innate difference in strength and status, or some other reason, he felt bewildered after speaking with him.
Although he remembered not revealing any useful information, Angelo’s response seemed as if he had received a lot of information.
Puzzled, Angel walked over to Gloria.
Gloria greeted him and, seeing his confusion, asked about the reason.
Angel briefly recounted his previous conversation with Angelo.
Gloria dismissed it: “So, it was just about that? Don’t mind that old scholar, Angelo. He likes to pretend he’s omniscient, but he might not be as capable as he appears.”
“In the future, if he asks you something, don’t remain silent. This might let him observe some real information from your reactions.”
At this point, Spivey chimed in: “Actually, dealing with Angelo is quite simple – just make up nonsense. As Gloria said, his greatest talent is capturing information, then organizing and deducing it. In short, he imagines a bunch of things. So, just deceive him and let him concoct a tragic story in his mind.”
Gloria laughed: “Spivey is right. During the Blood Demon Battle, he used this tactic to deceive many prophetic wizards from the Shining Plane. You can learn and apply it appropriately.”
Angel nodded and laughed off the matter.
Angel asked: “By the way, what happened earlier? Why was there a sudden ceasefire?”
Gloria shrugged: “They chickened out. Your mentor didn’t explain the specifics, but I guess that Payne must have agreed to a series of conditions in secret. Otherwise, why would he look so upset?”
Angel looked back and saw that in the distance, the group of wizards centered around Sanders was discussing something. Indeed, the expressions on Payne and Quete’s faces were as Gloria described – rather unpleasant.
Disputes among wizards inevitably involve competing interests. Wizards value their lives, and unless they’re cornered, they will resort to negotiation if it can resolve the issue.
As time passed, Angel initially chatted with everyone, but later, as topics dwindled, he gradually immersed himself in his thoughts.
To not forget the mysterious feeling he experienced inside Little Spot, most of Angel’s thoughts revolved around that.
After an unknown amount of time, Angel heard Sanders’ voice from the mental link: “Let’s go.”
Angel opened his eyes and found Sanders standing in front of him, talking to Gloria and others: “Gloria, take them back to the Savage Grottoes first. Leave Spivey to Flora.” While saying that, Sanders flicked a gold coin to Gloria: “This is the pass for Phantom Island. Goode will arrange your accommodation.”
“What about you?” Gloria asked with a frown.
“I have something to do with Angel for a while. We won’t be delayed for too long,” Sanders said and then left the hall with Angel.
Toby, who had been perched on Gloria’s shoulder, saw Angel leave and immediately flapped his wings.
Gloria handed Toby a disposable space capsule: “Inside is a magic replenishing flower. Go with Angel. He needs your protection more.”
Toby flapped his wings, bid farewell to Gloria, and flew to Angel’s side.
Angel casually stroked Toby’s head and asked in his heart what Sanders planned to do now and whether it was related to the Dark Domain.
“Don’t worry about Sleepless City. No matter who asks you, push everything onto me,” Sanders paused for a moment: “We are going to the underground city now. They have locked up all the parasitized students there. After removing the parasites, we will leave.”
The underground city of Sleepless City was similar to an underground market, but now it had become a place filled with eerie wails and howls. Before getting close, they could hear strange singing from inside.
All the main entrances to the underground city were sealed, leaving only one well for entry. Once a parasitized person was caught, they were thrown down the well.
The area near the well had become the most heavily guarded place in the Windy District, with almost all the stationed guards being wizards.
After passing through layers of obstacles, Sanders and Angel finally arrived at the well.
“Sanders, have you seen my apprentice in Sleepless City?” At this moment, Wallace, dressed in pure white, appeared from somewhere.
Sanders glanced at Angel: “You go down first.”
The surrounding stationed wizards raised their eyebrows, surprised that Sanders would trust Angel to enter the underground city alone. After all, there were thousands of parasitized students inside!
Angel showed no fear towards the parasitized people, nodded to Sanders, and jumped directly into the well.
As he entered the well, Angel faintly heard Sanders’ answer to Wallace: “No.”
Chapter 627 Diamond-Shaped Crystal <TOC> Chapter 629 Returning to Hippocrates