The Wizard World - Chapter 297
Chapter 297: Accident (2)
Translator: Leo Editor: Frappe
Henn’s presence was increasingly becoming a problem to Angele. He now barely had any time to concoct potions, further study ancient bloodlines, or even enter the Nightmare Realm.
He walked to the library with the crystal scorpion in his pouch. Angele was wondering if there was another way of communicating with Henn. He took out the black he acquired back in White Mist Town and opened it carefully.
Inside the box was the black smoke.
‘Green, you little bastard…’
Angele closed the box.
Henn’s voice disappeared.
He opened the box again.
‘Green, are you looking for trouble?!’ Henn’s hoarse voice echoed in his ears again. ‘I already told you this thing will weaken your soul.’
‘I know it is harmful to you, but it helps me a lot,’ Angele replied in a nonchalant manner. He had already noticed that what Henn was capable of doing to him was limited. ‘This is much better as well. I need my own privacy and it is impossible to throw this box away anyway. What do you think?’
‘Seriously? You are worrying about your privacy now?’ Henn stopped for a second before she continued, ‘But you need to promise you will let me access your mentality wave once in a while. There will be a big problem if you don’t let me do that.’
‘Alright.’ Angele did not expect Henn to understand his concern so easily. Thus, he decided to fulfill her request.
He closed the box and took out the magic device. He inspected the device to know how to activate it and quickly found a switch at the end of the scorpion’s tail.
Angele tapped on the switch, then he asked Zero to scan the device.
The detailed information of the magic device was immediately transmitted into his brain.
The name of the device was Spike Scorpion. This device could reflect a certain amount of damage. Its main ability was to block invasive mentality waves, soul power, and tracking spells.
He then entered the library. The shelves were protected by energy barriers such that Angele could only check the first two bookshelves with his current mentality level. Majority of the books contained the theories and records of wizards’ adventures.
Angele checked some of the books but found nothing important.
He wanted to see if there were any level 2 spell models here.
However, it seemed that level 2 spells were just too weak for Vivian’s collection as most of the theories were difficult to comprehend and Angele did not have the required basic knowledge.
He suddenly remembered an enormous red stone inside a room when he was exploring the ruin. The energy wave emanating from it was familiar.
‘It might be a world stone,’ he thought.
Angele checked the map he had created using the biochip and returned to that room quickly.
He could clearly see what was inside the room through the glass door.
The large red rock was covered in complicated strings and runes. There was a hallway at the other side of the room.
A black door with golden engravings on its surface was located at the end of the hallway.
Angele wanted to observe the world stone but for some strange reason, his eyes were being glued to that door.
He recalled the words Vivian had spoken to him.
“The door looks like an engraving on a huge rock. I think it is just a decoration since it is impossible to open it. Perhaps it was left here by the original owner of the ruin. Do not go to that hallway and do not even try to open the door. I think whatever behind it is dangerous.” This was what Vivian told him.
Angele blinked his eyes. He could feel the weakened illusion signet of the great harpy throbbing in excitement, as though the hallway was related to the ancient bloodline in his body.
Vivian had advised him not to enter the hallway due to it having too many unknown factors and it being one of the restricted areas in the ruin.
However, Angele was completely attracted to that hallway and was unable to stop looking at it.
He could sense something familiar from that area.
‘Right, it is the same feeling I got when the signet awoke!’ Angele finally found the answer.
‘I don’t know if the weakened signet can still help me enter Nightmare Realm again. This is perhaps my chance.’ He stared at the hallway and thought of this.
‘Zero, check the energy waves and do a simulation for me.’
‘Task created, analyzing…’ Zero reported back right away.
Angele pushed the door open and walked to the hallway as blue light dots flashed in front of his eyes.
Several seconds later, a bitter smile appeared on his face.
‘Well, it seems I really have to pay it a visit.’
Vivian would definitely not allow him to enter the restricted area once she returned and he assumed that the mysterious energy wave would only be released if he was alone at this place. After all, nothing had happened when he walked past the room while he was with Vivian.
Nightmare Realm was overall dangerous but there were just too many great opportunities. He wanted to enter the realm without losing the signet.
He checked his equipment right after he decided to go. Angele wanted to make sure he could draw the cursed scimitar at the fastest.
He walked straight through the hallway, but nothing happened.
However, the mysterious energy wave was increasingly becoming intense as he continued to approach the door.
As Angele stood right in front of the door, the golden patterns on its surface started to move slowly.
Countless golden runes and strings gathered in the center of the door like a small flowing stream of water.
Angele silently looked at the golden liquid, then he raised his right hand and carefully tapped on the surface of the liquid with his index finger.
The golden liquid formed into a small fireball and exploded, causing flame sparks to spread everywhere.
Headquarters of Elemental Hand.
Inside a spacious large white hall.
Its floor was as smooth as a mirror and the chandelier it had was luxurious. A large stone table with a shape of an egg noiselessly sat at the center of the hall.
Five wizards sat far from each other around the table.
Vivian’s long dark blonde hair draped over her shoulders and the long red robe she was wearing fitted her perfectly. She was sitting on the right side of the table where she had her chin rested on her palm.
“… We survived this time, but our organization is gradually weakening. Everyone knows that.” A white-haired and white-bearded old man was reading from a speech script. “We have followed the three orders given by the council and we need to complete our next five goals in the future. We must make sure that the organization will still be attractive enough to recruit new members and we must…”
Due to the speech being way too boring, one middle-aged man among the other meeting participants yawned from boredom.
The old man cleared his throat and looked at the middle-aged man. “Quiet! The meeting is still ongoing.”
“Sure, sure…” The middle-aged man nodded.
“Come on, Rocky. You are…” Vivian chuckled but her countenance suddenly changed before she could finish speaking.
“Apologies, Elder Master. Something unfortunate has happened to my laboratory. I must leave now.” She immediately stood up and pushed the chair away, graveness apparent on her face.
“How bad is it?” the old man asked in a deep tone.
“Alright, you can leave now.”
“Much appreciated.” Vivian nodded and turned around. Her body turned into a large ball of fire and vanished into the air.
Angele nervously looked at the golden fireball in front of him.
It had been formed right after the explosion of the first fireball. At present, it continued to silently float in the air.
Right after he tried to open the door using the illusion signet he possessed, strange runes were transmitted into his brain through his energy waves. However, the door was being guarded by the dangerous golden fireball.
‘What the hell is this…?’ Angele knew he should have proceeded with caution. He made a mistake by directly touching the liquid.
Suddenly, he heard someone laughing inside the flame.
Angele immediately retreated several steps.
The fireball immediately flew toward him bringing waves of intense heat.
Angele’s fire resistance should already be high, but his skin was being burnt.
The fireball began shrinking and the process repeated multiple times.
“You need to leave now! It is going to explode!” Vivian appeared in front of Angele. “I have told you not to enter the hallway, right? Why didn’t you listen to me?!” she shouted in anger.
“Leave now! You are too weak to fight this thing! Damn it!”
Angele did not think that Vivian would come back for him.
“I…” He wanted to explain but doing so would reveal his secret. Angele himself knew how dangerous the fireball was and that it was about to explode, but he thought the flame would not inflict any damage to him. The illusion signet on his left palm was answering the call of the golden fireball. Moreover, he also had the intention of directly touching the flame.
“Leave now!” Vivian shouted and raised her hands to conjure a long flame chain between her palms.
Angele knew he had no time to explain so he began running toward the door of the room.
He heard something explode from behind him as soon as he left the hallway. Golden flame and red flame were clashing against each other. The strange laugh coming from the golden fireball was echoing throughout the whole area.
Angele was blown away by the strong impact of the explosion. He flew away and rolled several times on the floor smashing into the stone wall outside the door.
He soon heard the noises produced by the collapsing walls and his vision became blurry due to the dust.
Angele saw the room where the world stone was in and several other facilities being swallowed by the thick dust.
The explosion must have destroyed multiple rooms.
“I made a mistake.” Shaking his head, he sighed as he leaned against the wall.