Evening approached.
Angel glanced at Toby, who was secretly observing Cubic, and gently patted its head: "I’m going to rest a bit in the back. If anything happens, remember to wake me up."
By rest, Angel naturally didn’t mean sleep, but entering the Wilderness of Dreams.
Toby understood Angel’s meaning, and softly cooed to acknowledge.
Angel gestured for Earl Mi to remain vigilant, then his figure flashed, disappearing from his original spot, and appeared in front of the cabin door at the back of the Gondola.
Closing the cabin door, Angel’s gaze fell upon two Glazed Boxes inlaid with red and blue gemstones.
The two Glazed Boxes contained a Fire System Traveling Frog and a Water System Raccoon.
The reason Angel specially refined the Glazed Boxes and brought them along, saying it was to help with healing, was not solely out of goodwill.
He also intended to take this opportunity to try bringing them into the Wilderness of Dreams. Firstly, to fulfill his promise to Dumatin, and secondly, because he wanted to see what transmutations would occur with Elemental Creatures entering the Wilderness of Dreams.
"I saved your lives, so now it’s time to collect my reward," Angel thought to himself, extending his finger, a dim light condensing at his fingertip.
Nightmare Illusion Dream Technique!
The dim light flashed from his fingertip and burrowed into the foreheads of the Traveling Frog and the Raccoon.
Angel waited quietly for any transmutations. Despite knowing Elemental Creatures during their Spirit Phase might get tired or rest, he had never heard of them dreaming. So, he wasn’t sure if the Dream Entering Technique would have any effect on them.
It didn’t take long before Angel saw that two misty white tentacles extended from the foreheads of the Traveling Frog and the Raccoon.
"Dream Tentacles." Angel let out a long sigh of relief. These dream tentacles indicated that the two Elemental Creatures could reach the Dream Bridge. As long as the tentacles entered the Dream Bridge, they would naturally travel to the other side.
Once the tentacles emerged from their foreheads, the aura of the nightmare slowly covered their bodies, and the misty white tentacles seemed to enter an abyss, slowly disappearing.
Though it was not visible externally, Angel knew that the consciousness of these two Elemental Creatures had already stepped onto the Dream Bridge.
Angel immediately closed his eyes, immersing his consciousness into the authority of the Gate of Dreams.
Utilizing the authority of the Gate of Dreams, Angel could clearly feel two dream bridges connecting to the Wilderness of Dreams shrouded in floating darkness.
Angel agreed to the connection.
The dream bridges immediately stretched out, extending all the way to the Light Gate of the Wilderness of Dreams.
Angel watched these two dream bridges intently. After about a minute, two figures simultaneously stepped onto the dream bridge.
It was the Traveling Frog and the Raccoon.
What caught Angel’s eye was that the figures of the Traveling Frog and the Raccoon maintained consistency. One emitted intense firelight, and the other, while seemingly ordinary, had water droplets occasionally dripping from its body.
This was an entirely different scenario compared to humans stepping onto the dream bridge.
The traits of the elements were already being displayed on the dream bridge.
"Will they also display elemental traits once they enter the Wilderness of Dreams?" Angel pondered. If they could indeed exhibit elemental traits, wouldn’t that make them naturally transcendent beings within the Wilderness of Dreams?
After all, even if a Wizard entered the Wilderness of Dreams, without the assistance of virtual magic power, they would still be like ordinary people. However, if Elemental Creatures could still harness Elemental Power, their starting point would already be different.
Angel regarded them both with a deep look of expectation as he entered the Wilderness of Dreams.
Angel found himself on a street in New City.
Though the street was flanked by the outlines of tall buildings, they were essentially just foundations. The upper floors remained skeletal, with numerous apprentices standing on the frames, studying construction plans and holding Magic Rune Scrolls, manipulating Earth System Power to perfect the buildings’ appearances.
Some artisans skilled in carving were also arduously sculpting decorations on both sides.
Angel’s sudden appearance drew curious glances from this group of apprentices.
As a legendary figure of the Barbarian Cave, having risen from grassroots to reach the pinnacle of the Pyramid in a short time, Angel had already become an object of reverence for the apprentices. His identity was easily recognized by all the apprentices.
Recognizing Angel, the apprentices became even more excited. After all, Angel rarely appeared in the Barbarian Cave, and an occasional glimpse would become a topic of conversation among the apprentices.
However, their commotion didn’t last long, as a cold gaze from below quieted them down.
"It seems you don’t like architecture tasks? How about I assign some tasks for you?" The noble’s elegant tone accompanied by a smiling expression sent chills down everyone’s spines.
Almost every apprentice recognized the speaking man. However, unlike Angel’s reputation, which inspired reverence and a desire to approach and follow, this man was someone they wished to never see.
—Dumatin, known as the "Microcosm."
Missions assigned by Dumatin, despite extremely generous rewards, left at least nine out of ten participants undergoing trepanation.
Such a cranial delving enthusiast could silence all apprentices with just a look.
The noise caused by Angel’s appearance quieted down instantly. None of the apprentices dared to look downward again.
Angel stepped forward: "Just a glance and a word can silence the racket, truly worthy of a Wizard of Bayer."
Dumatin: "I mentioned last time, the title ’Wizard of Bayer’ feels so formal. Just call me Dumatin."
After a pause, Dumatin continued: "You appear neither early nor late, choosing now to show up in front of me, I assume you have a reason?"
Angel nodded, knowing he had come to this street because he sensed Dumatin’s presence.
"Indeed, I have something," Angel said. "I wonder if you have time?"
"Since you’ve come to me, it would be pointless to say I don’t have time," Dumatin replied. "What is it?"
Angel didn’t immediately disclose his purpose but glanced around: "This place isn’t suitable for their arrival, follow me."
With these words, Angel invoked the authority of Celestial Alternation, summoning a wind that promptly whisked both him and Dumatin away.
With the hurricane’s thrust, Angel and Dumatin reached an expanse of lush grassland from the construction zone of New City in mere half a minute.
This location was at the outskirts of New City, with a babbling brook foaming nearby.
Once they steadied themselves, Dumatin, instead of questioning Angel’s intention for bringing him there, tidied his messy garments and looked at Angel quietly, waiting for an explanation.
However, Angel didn’t reveal anything but gestured for him to be patient.
About two minutes later, their wait bore fruit.
Yet, what this so-called fruit represented... left Dumatin somewhat perplexed.
The previously clear and bright sky dramatically transformed in mere seconds. Billowing dark clouds appeared, and although there was no lightning or thunder, the low-hanging clouds exerted an unexplainable pressure on Dumatin.
Pitter, patter.
The first drop of rain fell from the sky.
Soon, the drizzle turned into a torrential downpour.
Luckily, being in the energy zone, Dumatin manipulated virtual magic power to construct a thin waterproof field. Otherwise, he would be drenched through and through.
Watching the heavy rain pour down, Dumatin looked at Angel, puzzled: "Did you bring me here just to watch this downpour?"