A hint of surprise appeared on his face, which for thousands of years had been unchanging and indifferent.
Odeclass had always been skeptical about whether Angel could concoct the Fire Transmission Stone. He knew very well how precious the Fire Transmission Stone was. This pure Fire Element energy was the pursuit of all fire-related creatures in the Abyss; even the Monarch of Fire, if they obtained the Fire Transmission Stone, could use it as a reserve energy source.
This shows the preciousness of the Fire Transmission Stone.
The trade that Odeclass initially offered to Angel was completely unequal, and he did not think Angel would succeed. He only held a faint hope: what if a miracle actually happened?
Unexpectedly, it seemed like Angel might have really done it?
Joy, rare for him, flickered in Odeclass’s eyes, because given Binaqionse’s situation, Odeclass was unwilling to leave Ice Valley. However, his stay strained him with the chilling cold, significantly weakening his strength over the years. It wasn’t that Odeclass stopped pursuing power; external forces simply didn’t allow it. But if he had the Fire Transmission Stone, given its restorative properties, not only could his power return to its peak, but he would also have no fear of reduced strength, even if he stayed in Ice Valley in the future!
Perhaps, there was even further potential!
Thinking of this, Odeclass’s heart, frozen for many years, seemed to slowly warm.
Odeclass looked intently outside, then turned back to gaze at the mural on the wall. He seemed to see the scenes from when he had painted it long ago.
That human named Feng was instructing him, stroke by stroke, on how to paint.
But no matter how he tried, he seemed unable to capture Binaqionse’s essence more vividly.
As Odeclass started to feel discouraged, Feng suddenly said, “I can teach you a method that will allow you to convey the emotions in your heart, your thoughts, your yearning, and even your nostalgia onto the canvas. Moreover, you can even enshrine her soul within the painting.”
After Feng finished speaking, he immediately piqued Odeclass’s emotions, then turned the conversation, saying, “However, I need you to promise me one thing.”
“As long as humans do not provoke you, you shall not harm them of your own initiative.”
It was precisely because of this pact with Feng that Odeclass never harmed humans over the years, which led him to encounter Angel centuries later.
“So, this is the ‘cycle of gain and loss’ you spoke of?” Odeclass looked at the mural; for the first time in many years, a trace of warmth touched his indifferent eyes.
…
At the moment the finished product emerged into the world.
Brilliant red light burst forth, and the howling wind and snow outside rapidly transformed into flames dancing in the air.
Witnessing this scene, whether it was Odeclass or Popota, they understood that Angel had succeeded. The legendary treasure was revealed to the world right here!
Odeclass even appeared directly outside Angel’s door. He did not knock, just stood quietly amidst the fiery wind, waiting.
Meanwhile, inside the room, Angel was full of confusion.
The Alchemy Omen he had been anticipating did indeed start to manifest outside, but it wasn’t as grand as he had imagined, not even close to the Phenomena he encountered when he concocted “Samsara” for Promy.
Moreover, the so-called Omen Space, he had already gone through it.
It was merely a test of will across a sea of fire to reach the mountain on the far shore. Furthermore, this sea of fire wasn’t entirely ablaze; there were many empty areas. Even an ordinary person, as long as they weren’t afraid of the heat and had a firm will, could pass through, let alone Angel.
When Angel reached the far-shore mountain, he thought it would be like the “Blood Night Shelter” concoction, with even more severe and profound Phenomena waiting to be tested. But then…the Omen Space just disappeared.
Angel, holding the red-glowing stone in his hands, was completely stupefied.
“It’s over, just like that?”