Angel could deduce from the structure that this green pattern should be a means to remove some special effects, but whether it can address madness, he hasn’t tried, so he can’t be certain.
"Most likely, it can solve these madness cases." Angel paused: "How about I give it a try."
Tree Spirit asked, confused: "How will you attempt it?"
Angel didn’t speak but directly answered the Tree Spirit’s question with action. Angel slowly raised his right hand, the green patterns covered by the glove briefly emerged, and several of them began illuminating.
The meanings of these patterns were: release, passage, door.
It’s a means of releasing Nightmare Realm breath.
When the Nightmare Realm breath was released by Angel from his right hand, the green light point suspended in the air began to emit a dazzling green light.
"Granny, you can release Greya now."
Ironclad Granny thought for a moment, although she was a bit worried in her heart, she still followed Angel’s request and put away the transparent box. Without any constraint, Greya directly lunged at the nearest Angel.
Angel didn’t dodge but seized the moment Greya lunged to push the green light point, which was shining brightly, towards Greya.
The green light point encountered no obstruction and directly penetrated Greya’s forehead.
Greya’s ferocious lunge froze instantly.
Seconds later, a large amount of mist began to escape from Greya’s eyes, nostrils, mouth, and ears.
As the mist dispersed, Greya’s eyes slowly returned from blood-red to clarity.
Once the mist completely vanished, Greya’s body went soft, and she fainted to the ground.
Ironclad Granny saw this, stepped forward to examine Greya, and after a while, she relaxed her face and nodded to everyone: "Her madness should be gone, but there might be some damage inside her brain, which caused her to faint."
Brain damage is a serious problem for low-level apprentices or ordinary people, hard to solve; but for a wizard of Ironclad Granny’s level, it’s almost like dealing with a cold or a sneeze, very easily solvable.
That is to say, Greya is actually considered cured.
Having received confirmation from Ironclad Granny, Angel also breathed a sigh of relief: "It seems the effect of this light point given by the Dalmatian can indeed cure madness."
Tree Spirit: "The effect is outstanding, but... it seems there’s only one green light point."
Only the one that the Dalmatian spat out.
Now used on Greya, what about the others?
Ironclad Granny also looked at Angel: "You just said you’re attempting to replicate? Can it really be replicated?"
Angel: "Yes, but to stably construct the same structure, I need two more days of research."
Ironclad Granny didn’t inquire further about what the "structure" refers to, nodded to Angel: "Since you can replicate it, there’s no problem. Waiting a few more days is also fine, let’s consider it a lesson for those reckless wizards."
After Ironclad Granny finished speaking, she gestured to Angel to look outside the Observation Pavilion.
Angel followed Ironclad Granny’s gaze and realized that at some point, Lord Rhein was no longer in the pavilion, but had appeared in the center of the Star Pond.
Opposite Lord Rhein, a gigantic lump of meat was slowly rising from beneath the pool.
"It’s Davasia!"
Seeing Davasia about to reappear outside the ruins, perhaps creating a conflict with Lord Rhein at any moment, Angel hurriedly said: "I’ll go over there first."
Without waiting for Ironclad Granny and Tree Spirit’s responses, Angel directly hugged the Dalmatian and swiftly ran towards the center of the Star Pond.
Rhein was originally vigilant about the slowly rising meat mountain, but upon hearing Angel’s footsteps behind him, he slightly withdrew his gaze, nodded gently at Angel, and retreated to the side.
Angel then walked beside the passage in the ruins.
Davasia’s round head had just risen from beneath the pool. Before he could observe the surrounding situation, he heard a familiar voice.
"Davasia."
Who dares to call me by my name! Without adding a cute adjective! Damn it! Davasia raised his two small green-bean-like eyes and fiercely followed the voice.
Upon seeing the speaker clearly, his originally furious cheeks immediately deflated.
"Respected Lord Shava... woo..." Davasia had just begun speaking when he seemed aggrieved, his eyes glistening with moisture.
While Angel was puzzled about what happened, Davasia continued: "No, not cute... Davasia, salutes you."
Angel was taken aback, looking at Davasia with a bitter expression, he seemed to understand a little.
"No, you are the adorable Davasia." Angel chuckled.
"Really?" Davasia instantly held back his tears.
"Of course, it’s true." Angel said as he sighed inwardly: As expected, Davasia appeared aggrieved because when Angel called Davasia by name earlier, he forgot to add the "adorable" prefix.
Once Davasia confirmed Angel was not lying, the grievance disappeared, and he instead looked at Angel with eager eyes.
Angel didn’t immediately understand the meaning in Davasia’s eyes.
Half a minute later, Davasia’s expression began to turn aggrieved again.
Recalling the scene when he first met Davasia at the banquet in Duling Garden, a few seconds later, he seemed to remember something.
Quickly from the bracelet, Angel took out a piece of Magic Marrow Meat, then wrapped it with a layer of Nightmare Illusion Breath outside. He also used Nightmare Illusion Breath to create a small dish, serving the Magic Marrow Meat.
After finishing everything, Angel handed the dish to Davasia.
"Is this for adorable Davasia?" Davasia’s eyes lost the grievance and his expression gradually became excited as he looked at the small dish.
Angel smiled and nodded: "Yes, this is a reward for adorable Davasia and compensation for your long wait."
With a prefix, and food included, Davasia laughed happily. His mouth cracked open to his ears, teeth sharp like shark teeth, giving him a terrifying monster look, but his smile gave a strange sense of purity.
Davasia carefully climbed out of the ruins, solemnly received the small dish, and swallowed it all at once.
"Springy dessert, rich Origin power, so delicious!" Davasia clasped his hands, shook them by his cheeks like a shy girl, looking deeply satisfied.
Although it’s unclear whether Davasia truly likes it or it’s due to the "Shava" identity’s contribution, Davasia’s expression gave Angel a sense of achievement.
It made him somewhat want to personally make a dish for Davasia. Hmm, how about Magic Bread?
Of course, Angel was only thinking about it and didn’t actually take action. However, if Greya or Toby heard Angel’s inner voice at this moment, regardless of whether he truly intends to or not, they would likely rush forward to stop him at all costs. After all, making Magic Bread with the taste of stinky socks is something only Angel could do in the entire Southern Domain Wizard World.
After satisfying Davasia’s appetite, communication with him became much simpler and smoother.
Angel even managed to extract some recent information about Xinnai Land from Davasia’s mouth.
On the other side, Rhein saw Angel actually able to communicate with Davasia without any obstacles, and also breathed a sigh of relief... but he was quite surprised by Davasia’s childlike behavior in front of Angel. Although Rhein hadn’t fought directly with Davasia, he had seen the battle methods, seeming similar to the Gourmet Sorcerer, yet extremely sinister and bizarre, with very high combat power, directly overturning the fragile image associated with culinary skills. The feeling during Davasia’s combat and now were completely different.
Is it because of Angel?
Nightmare Realm, Angel, Nightmare Soul Body, Sanders... Rhein lightly recited these words in his heart, finally sighed, gradually erasing his tangled thoughts.