After leaving the cemetery, Angel and Dangross walked upwards along the narrow red jelly corridor.
When they reached a fork in the road, Dangross suddenly called out, "Wait a minute."
Angel stopped and looked at Dangross in confusion.
Dangross quietly watched one of the paths, and after more than ten seconds, a tiny spark floated out from the dark path.
Dangross gently hooked it with his hand, and the spark flew toward him.
"What is this?" Angel noticed that Dangross directly slapped the spark into the "head" between his wrist and palm.
Dangross did not immediately speak, seemingly pondering for a while before saying, "This is a message from my little brother, saying that Little Impa is waiting for me on Flaming Road."
After speaking, Dangross looked at Angel: "Little Impa has also invited Mr. Pat, it seems the teacher has assigned him something."
Since it was something Magu assigned to Little Impa, Angel thought for a moment and nodded: "Let’s go and see then."
Dangross nodded and led Angel toward another path.
While on their way to Flaming Road, Angel asked about the sparks that had floated by earlier: "Can you communicate using these sparks?"
Dangross nodded: "Yes, as long as we infuse the content we wish to convey into the spark and seek a target, we can send messages."
"That sounds pretty good." Angel couldn’t help but wonder if the sky in the Region of Fire filled with various sparks was actually messages flying around?
If this speculation proved true, then when Angel was secretly sneaking forward, was it essentially a livestream discussion of his movements by online friends on a "forum" above him?
Dangross: "Most of them are not, but there are some concealed sparks containing messages among them."
"Mixed in with other sparks? That is very covert."
Dangross: "This method of messaging is common to all elemental beings. Little Impa, for example, can stir up flying sand and stones to deliver messages... But the most discreet are the wind elementals. The medium for their messages is the invisible and formless wind, which no one can see."
After listening to Dangross’s explanation, Angel felt a sense of wonder but also secretly heightened his vigilance. He would soon visit other elemental regions, and this information was very important.
Angel further inquired with Dangross about the process of transmitting information and whether it was possible to capture messages.
Through this exchange, they soon arrived at the entrance of Flaming Road.
It was an intersection in the shape of a three-way cross, appearing to be a bustling area with flame creatures flying past now and then.
Little Impa’s tall, dark silhouette was leaning against a wall at one of the junctions, tossing and catching a stone carving in his hand. It wasn’t until Little Impa saw Dangross that he stopped this motion and stood up to greet them.
"Little-little-little... Little Impa, what do you want us here for?" Dangross was sitting on the Hand of Magic at this time, feeling he had a powerful backing, which made him sound more arrogant. He not only emphasized the "little" but also repeated it several times.
Little Impa’s already dark face turned even darker instantly.
"Hmph, I won’t argue with you today, but someday I’ll beat you down." After a brief threat, Little Impa looked at Angel standing beside him: "Human, Magu teacher just sent a message to my brother, you should know about it, right? Now follow me, my brother sent me to pick you up."
Angel: "... Huh?" What did he mean by I should know about it?
Seeing Angel’s puzzled expression, Little Impa seemed to understand: "Did Magu teacher not tell you? As expected, it’s fallen asleep again."
"You were here because of the message in the spark, right?" Seeing Dangross nod, Little Impa sighed: "I knew this would happen, so just in case, I had Dangross’s little brother send you a message. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be necessary."
Little Impa: "Anyway, you’re here, so the process isn’t important. Let’s go, I’ll lead the way."
Little Impa then turned and walked away.
Little Impa led them for two minutes before stopping in front of a door. This door was even larger than any they had seen before.
The door opened to reveal a spacious space inside.
A gigantic stone man, more than three times larger than Little Impa, sat cross-legged in the ample space, intently staring at a small stone in front of him.
This small stone slowly morphed in its shape under his gaze, eventually taking the form of a fluttering butterfly silhouette.
However, the sound of Little Impa opening the door seemed to disrupt the shaping process, and the stone butterfly cracked with a snap.
The gigantic stone man, seeing this, looked heartbroken: "Failed carving again..."
Its voice was obviously grand enough to serve as a broadcast, but the tone was aggrieved, with even tears welling up in its eyes, completely inconsistent with its burly image.
It’s like a tough exterior shell of iron concealing a sensitivity akin to softly smelling the roses.
A bit incongruous, yet oddly interesting.
"Is that Big Impa?" Angel whispered.
Although Little Impa was reluctant to admit it, he eventually nodded: "Yes, that’s my brother."
Angel: "Is he always like this?"
Little Impa remained silent, but Dangross remarked: "What’s wrong with that? That’s Big Impa after all, and compared to Little Impa, I much prefer Big Impa. He’s very nice to me and even gifted me a statue modeled after me."
Little Impa muttered to the side: "Wasn’t that to pursue Youyou Nu?"
Angel: "Who is Youyou Nu?"
Little Impa pointed to the butterfly that Big Impa had carved but cracked: "Youyou Nu is a Ghostfire Butterfly, and my brother was carving its appearance just now... Also, Youyou Nu is Dangross’s little brother."
Little Impa’s meaning was already very clear; because Youyou Nu is Dangross’s little brother, Big Impa was trying to please Youyou Nu by gifting Dangross the statue, not genuinely treating him well.
Dangross huffed for a while but didn’t speak. Because he wasn’t sure whether Big Impa’s intentions were to please Youyou Nu or if he was genuinely kind, he decided to remain silent.
Angel didn’t finish listening to their conversation and was stunned when Little Impa mentioned that "Youyou Nu" was the butterfly.
A stone man as large as a hill falling in love with a butterfly smaller than his palm. Most importantly, they weren’t even the same species.