Chapter 817 Mysterious Fluctuations <TOC> Chapter 819 Accusations
Translator: SumTLMan
Could it be that his speculations had been erroneous all along? Initially, the person who intercepted the Mysterious Object on Silver Palm Island halfway was really Angel?!
As Jiebo began to contemplate in this direction, his thoughts naturally began to notice the details that he had initially overlooked but now seemed problematic. For instance, during the period when the Mysterious Space was activated, Angel indeed never made an appearance.
When Angel finally showed up, White received the news immediately. Angel himself claimed that he was in seclusion. But why was it such a coincidence that he was in seclusion exactly when the Mysterious Space was activated, and he emerged right after the Mysterious Object disappeared?
After securing the Mysterious Object, Angel hastily fled from the Feran Continent to Revelation Continent, which also aroused Jiebo’s suspicions. Could it be that Angel dared not test the Mysterious Object on the Feran Continent because he was in the City of Lost Melodies at the time? He might have been holding back until he came to the Revelation Continent, where Angel first tested the Mysterious Object.
As for what Jiebo had thought before, that Angel was testing and recording his new alchemical creations during his seclusion, it was just like the previous speculation that “Angel intercepted the Mysterious Object,” a false proposition. Maybe Angel was not like other alchemists who have the habit of detailed record keeping?
Anyway, when Jiebo had a line of thought, various imaginary scenarios came to him. Many of the reasons he couldn’t understand seemed to harmonize and reconcile in his imagination.
In the end, Jiebo was almost certain that the likelihood of Angel taking the Mysterious Object was extremely high. As for the parts he couldn’t understand, Jiebo subconsciously ignored them.
With this in mind, Jiebo immediately summoned the unicorn abyssal whale and entered the Saintine River connected to the sea, intending to send a message to his mentor.
However, the unicorn abyssal whale couldn’t locate Florence at this time. In the end, Jiebo could only send a message to Sirius, who was still in the Devil’s Sea area… to be precise, to Sirius’s mount, Brigitte.
He sent his speculation to Sirius. However, Jiebo didn’t make it absolute, he hoped that Sirius could contact his mentor, Florence, and let Florence use the prophecy wizards to track Angel and see if the Mysterious Object was on him.
Soon, Sirius responded.
Sirius did not respond through Brigitte, but by using a long-distance viewing machine produced by Sky Mechanical City, he connected with Jiebo.
At a critical moment, Jiebo didn’t care about the two magic crystals needed to operate the machine. As soon as he connected with Sirius, he immediately reported the message again.
“Lord Sirius, these are all my speculations. There are still some details that I cannot justify, so I hope you can contact Mentor and let the prophecy wizard check the last details,” Jiebo respectfully said.
Upon hearing this, Sirius didn’t respond immediately. Instead, he rolled his eyes thoughtfully, “Let’s not rush this ne. Since you’ve detected the mysterious fluctuations, I reckon it must be Angel ne. While he’s currently using the Mysterious Object, you should cut him off immediately ne. I’ll also rush over through the planar passage ne.”
Jiebo considered this and agreed. He wasn’t confident he could hinder Angel’s speed. With the presence of Sirius, at least they could prevent Angel from escaping.
“I understand. I’ll head to Saint Seim City and stall him now,” Jiebo nodded, not considering the notion of improving his relationship with Angel at this moment.
Sirius instructed, “Remember to release your unicorn abyssal whale ne. I need to locate you through its coordinates ne.”
Jiebo nodded, allowing the unicorn abyssal whale to return to its original form. The massive whale immediately covered the skies above the town, but as it was already night, not many noticed the anomaly.
Jiebo guided the unicorn abyssal whale and set off towards Saint Seim City.
Meanwhile, Sirius, who was far in the Devil’s Sea, entered the planar passage without hesitation. The reason he didn’t want to alert Florence was purely because he wished to secure the Mysterious Object first. If he could report after achieving this, his merit would be greater, compensating for some of his previous errors.
However, what Sirius didn’t anticipate was that his actions inadvertently aided Angel. If the prophecy wizards had locked onto Angel, it would’ve triggered the Black Night Sanctuary, revealing that Angel couldn’t be detected. This could deepen the suspicion towards Angel.
As Sirius rushed through the planar passage, Jiebo had already reached Saint Seim City.
Saint Seim City, situated close to the town, was a huge metropolis housing nearly a million people. Unlike the town, where people didn’t venture out at night, the evening was the preferred time for the literati of Saint Seim City to seek inspiration.
Thus, the colossal whale Jiebo rode was quickly spotted by the nocturnal populace. The news spread like wildfire, and soon everyone noticed the island-sized whale in the sky. Terror was etched on every face; despite having lived for decades, this was their first encounter with such a monstrous creature.
Was the apocalypse descending upon Saint Seim City?
Faced with the threat to their lives, they abandoned their cultured demeanour, screaming in terror and scattering in all directions.
At this time, within an elegant, fragrance-filled room in the palace, Angel was leisurely seated at a table, holding a conch. Opposite him sat two individuals, a man and a woman. The man was Freud, while the woman was a middle-aged beauty named Eniya.
Freud was narrating his story to Eniya, who seemed engaged in the conversation, but her eyes frequently darted towards Angel and the conch in his hands, her emotions complex.
The conch shell seemed ordinary, yet its pure black color, speckled with tiny dots of bright yellow light, resembled a midnight starry sky. On the other end of the shell, aside from the star-like dots, a curved crescent moon was also visible.
The presence of a crescent moon and a starry sky gave the otherwise plain black shell an artistically aesthetic appeal.
This artistic flair was the reason why Eniya had specifically chosen it for her collection from the items confiscated by her Highberry Knights.
However, what surprised her was that this was a Mysterious Object – albeit a less useful “Dream Conch of the Moonlit Coast.” Even if it only fetched ten thousand magic crystals at the Sky Auction, it could still be worth seven or eight thousand magic crystals now. For Eniya, this was an unprecedented fortune.
But now, the rightful owner of the Dream Conch had come to claim it. Furthermore, he was accompanied by a prominent figure from the world of alchemy.
Initially, they intended to resist, but when the Royal Wizard Order came out in full force, accompanied by a team of hundreds of extraordinary knights, they were quickly overpowered by Angel. Instantly, they were trapped in an illusion and became as helpless as lambs to the slaughter.
Unable to win in combat or argument, Eniya reluctantly emerged from her hiding place. She started by showering Angel with compliments, and then voluntarily returned the Dream Conch.
Before she handed it over, she was unaware of the specifics of the Dream Conch. Only after it had been handed over did she learn that it was a Mysterious Object. Although she had some regrets, they soon dissipated.
Despite the remoteness of the Revelation Continent, news was not entirely isolated. She was aware of the rising star in the alchemy realm, who was Angel himself, the man demanding the Dream Conch. She understood that for an alchemist like Angel, the Dream Conch was merely research material. Handing it over, despite the forced resistance she felt, she also hoped to befriend such an alchemist.
She didn’t consider it a loss. After all, the Dream Conch had been gathering dust in her possession for so long that it seemed only fair to return it to Freud. Thinking this way, Eniya gradually relaxed.
On the other hand, Angel, holding the Dream Conch, was carefully examining its structure.
According to Freud, the Dream Conch could only be activated by someone with a similar dream energy.
Since Freud was now dead, the only energy he could use was soul power, so he definitely couldn’t use the Dream Conch. Angel also couldn’t learn dream-related spells in a short period, so he could only gamble and test the Dream Conch with various energies he knew, hoping to find an energy that could activate it.
Neither elemental energy, illusion spells, nor even the energy of gourmet food could activate the Dream Conch.
Just when Angel thought he might not be able to activate the Dream Conch for the time being, the power of nightmare energy gave him a surprise.
Nightmare energy activated the Dream Conch!
Although Angel was unsure as to why nightmare energy could activate the Dream Conch, he set aside the question for the moment. What he needed now was to test the capabilities of the Dream Conch and comprehend its mysterious power.
After its activation, the peculiar, mysterious fluctuations from the Dream Conch began to radiate in all directions. It was at this moment that Eniya was certain that Freud had been correct – this was indeed the most underwhelming Mysterious Object from the legends.
“Can this only pull non-living entities into dreams?” Angel knew its effects, but he couldn’t resist confirming with Freud once again.
Freud nodded, “Correct. Regardless of the level, it can draw all non-living entities into dreams. It also has a certain sleep-aid effect on humans.”
Angel’s gaze roamed, finally settling on the round table before them.
“Let’s try to pull the table into the dream.” He muttered to himself, attempting to use nightmare energy to activate the Dream Conch.
At first, he struggled to grasp the trick to pulling non-living entities into dreams. Eventually, with Freud’s guidance, he successfully pulled the table into the dream realm.
A miraculous and mysterious power enveloped the table. Soon, the power vanished, but the table remained in its original place.
“Did it work?” Angel wore a perplexed expression, “Why does the table look completely unchanged? That mysterious power earlier seemed too cursory. It was as if it simply made a brief appearance before vanishing.”
Even a gust of wind should have caused some ripples!
“It worked.” Freud was very certain.
“So, should I enter the dream now to see if the table is there?” Angel asked.
Freud, however, shook his head, “Generally speaking, you won’t be able to see the table in the dream.”
“Why not?”
“If we consider the dream as a realm, then it’s infinite. The dreams of ordinary people are actually feedback from fragmented memories. Since they can’t form a complete dream, they can’t merge into the dream world.” Freud, known in his lifetime as a wizard apprentice who could “read dreams,” had conducted extensive research on dreams.
“Moreover, even if a dream is complete, that doesn’t necessarily mean it can enter the main realm of dreams. After all, everyone could potentially have a complete dream, meaning everyone could potentially enter the dream realm. But why aren’t their dreams interconnected? There are some secrets hidden in this.”
Chapter 817 Mysterious Fluctuations <TOC> Chapter 819 Accusations