"These two actually complement each other pretty well," Angel murmured softly.
To use Sweet Dream, one must pass through the Pink Wind, which can soothe emotions and relieve the inner burdens of daily life.
In such a gentle mood, entering a beautiful sleep, the dream itself is a sweet dream.
This set of positive energy chain reactions is probably too overwhelming for many to handle.
The benefits are naturally great, as the abilities complement and enhance each other. But there are downsides too, as it can become addictive.
"You have a look first, and call me if you have any thoughts," Laplace’s voice reached Angel’s ears.
Angel turned around to see Laplace floating to the outer branches at the treetop, sitting leisurely on a branch, her long silver hair floating in the air, stirred by the wind around her.
She quietly gazed into the distance, lost in her thoughts.
Angel actually had some questions in his heart, but since they were already outside Sweet Dream, he decided to observe first.
Angel landed lightly on the platform at the treetop.
At this moment, he was about twenty meters away from Sweet Dream.
He walked forward step by step, and as he reached ten meters, he felt some change in his emotions: his restless mood was gradually calming.
This change in mood was clearly perceptible, yet oddly, there was no feeling of incongruity.
No doubt, this was the power of the Pink Wind.
Angel stopped and sensed a little. As his perception deepened, his expression became more bizarre.
The effect of the Pink Wind was not strong, and Angel could easily shake off its influence on emotions, but... no matter how he analyzed it, he couldn’t find the reason why the Pink Wind could calm emotions.
It obviously acted directly on emotions, yet left no trace, as if one adjusted their own mood to become joyful, rather than being influenced by an external force.
Others might not find this noteworthy, but with Angel’s talent for Hyper Perception, he couldn’t find any trace, which was quite mysterious.
Importantly, the Pink Wind was merely an apparition, imperfectly reproduced in the process. Thus, one can only imagine how much more extraordinary its ’True Body’ must be.
Just the wind itself is incredibly peculiar, suggesting that the special place corresponding to it in the real world might be even more unfathomable.
"When you’re here, how do you feel?" Angel asked Dangross.
Dangross contemplated for a moment, then replied, "I don’t know how to describe it, but I feel very calm."
It seems the Pink Wind affects not only living beings but also Elemental Creatures.
If that’s the case, does it also affect Spirits, and those Awakened Demon People under the control of the Seed of Distortion?
Angel pondered and posed the same question to the Wood Spirit and Earl Mi.
However, the Wood Spirit didn’t respond, merely curling up more tightly in fear, almost bruising Angel’s arm.
The Wood Spirit was not reliable; even if the Pink Wind calmed the mind, it couldn’t suppress its nature.
As for Earl Mi, Angel received the same feedback as usual, with no significant change.
This suggests that the Seed of Distortion may be more potent than the Pink Wind? Also, the Seed of Distortion uses the Origin of Chaos as the main material, which even Culori fears.
Angel thought no more about it and continued forward.
When he reached about five meters from the Pink Wind orb, Angel faintly sensed a Mysterious Aura. However, just as he intended to probe further, Laplace’s voice came to his ear:
"If you don’t want to fall asleep now, don’t proceed any further. I’ve set these Pink Winds to automatically open an outer pathway when you come within five meters, allowing access."
"Once the Pink Wind is activated and opens the path, under the influence of Sweet Dream, you’ll voluntarily walk inside. By then, even if you don’t want to sleep, you will have to."
"Unless you can resist the Mysterious Power."
Resist Mysterious Power? Angel decided against it. If Mysterious Power could be resisted, the Seed sect wouldn’t have flourished so vigorously.
Since Laplace advised so, Angel retreated.
He backed away beyond ten meters.
Close study of Sweet Dream was temporarily out of reach, and "research" wasn’t Angel’s main focus anyway. He decided to leave for now.
Yet, before completely exiting the Pink Wind’s range, Angel recalled another matter: the wall painting at the treetop.
When Angel landed on the platform, he noticed the wall painting on the wooden platform beneath his feet. He hadn’t examined it thoroughly before due to his focus on Sweet Dream, but now he could take a closer look.
Angel circled the platform.
After getting a general impression of the painting, he left the platform.
After leaving the platform, Angel extended a finger to point into the air, conjuring an illusionary plane.
The scene in the illusion depicted the wall painting he recorded earlier.
Generally speaking, wall paintings are often used to record "songs of praise," "disasters," and "mythical history." One could say they are almost inseparable from "gods" and "faith."
And to express clearly, wall paintings are mostly straightforward, without obscure or ambiguous interpretations.
But this wall painting was entirely different, just meaningless lines. Without alternating light and dark, Angel would likely consider it an unfamiliar Magic Pattern.
Angel scrutinized it for a while but couldn’t comprehend it.
Though some text seemed to introduce the patterns, they were variations of Abyssal Demon Script, which Angel equally couldn’t understand.
"Is it impossible to comprehend with normal logic?" Angel murmured, then looked at Dangross, "Can you understand it?"