Could Lord Tree Spirit’s words not be a curse after all? A young up-and-comer boarding the heartship of a great figure?
If this were true, well, Reeves truly is remarkable. The Black Duke Witch is renowned as an unattainable figure and one of the top witches in the Southern Domain. To be able to climb such high branches, Reeves is certainly something else.
The pity is, Reeves pushed his luck too far, going to Xinnai Land for no reason. He should have practiced outside and taken advantage of the Black Duke Witch’s help, wouldn’t taking shortcuts be a much easier way to revive the Vansel family?
After silently sighing a few times in his heart, Angel suddenly paused.
The area around his shoulder blades started to feel slightly hot and itchy at some unknown time.
Angel didn’t show any abnormal behavior; he just glanced at the Observer from the corner of his eye and felt slightly relieved when he saw that the other wasn’t paying attention to him.
Once the heat and itchiness subsided, Angel nonchalantly turned his head to look behind him.
Staring for a long time.
He vaguely sensed that the presence was not far from him. The unusual sensation on his back was evidence.
Perhaps, the entity had already reached nearby. But who knows when it will appear... And what changes will its arrival bring to the scene?
"What are you looking at?" The Observer’s voice sounded beside him.
"Nothing, it just feels like it’s a pity for them to stay here." Angel’s eyes were fixed on the group of Wizards in the distance, "They are all pillars for the Southern Domain Wizards’ Realm."
Observer: "Their greed and hesitation are the reasons they missed the opportunity to leave. Since they made this choice, they must be fully responsible for the consequences."
After pausing, the Observer looked at Angel: "You can’t help them either. They’re not like those projections that can be easily shattered. Helping them will only drag you down."
Angel: "I just feel a bit sentimental."
Angel never thought of helping them. As the Observer said, they were the ones who missed the opportunity. Witch Haibone dared to shatter the flesh and seek survival for the soul; Bai Yu dared to damage the model to forcefully break through; they could have done it too. It’s just that they lacked the determination, and their inner greed and luck made them hesitate. The losses caused by hesitation are their own responsibility.
"My lord, does the Orderly Guild have so many deaths every time they find a Mysterious Object out of order?" Angel asked.
The Observer pondered: "Death is actually one of the better outcomes. More often, it’s uncertain whether people are dead, but they go missing."
"Just like the Seed?" The Observer’s words reminded Angel of Irene.
The Observer nodded: "Something like that."
"I have a friend who saw the residual rain pattern stone of the Seed’s believer and deciphered the words. Will she be able to return?" Angel asked in a low voice.
The Observer answered without hesitation: "It’s practically impossible for her to return."
"To this day, no one knows where the Life taken by the Seed goes. Even Legends, or Wizards who’ve shown Miracles, once caught in the Seed’s disorderly rhythm, have never been heard from again."
The Seed is called an unsolvable Mysterious Object for this reason. While people can analyze the Seed’s mechanism, its exact effect remains unsolved.
What is the Seed’s disorderly rhythm? What kind of environment are the missing people in? Are they alive or dead? Are they still in this dimension, this universe? All these are unknowns.
"It’s best to forget your friend, or just imagine she’s alive in some unseen corner of the world," the Observer said.
Angel silently nodded. He himself didn’t worry much, but Allen... he hoped Allen wouldn’t follow in Irene’s footsteps.
"My lord, will the Origin World restrain the Seed’s believers?"
The Observer glanced at Angel: "Are you asking how to deal with the Seed’s believers appearing in the Southern Domain?"
Angel scratched his nose slightly embarrassed: "My lord already knows about this?"
The Observer: "The Extreme Sect has already informed me."
"Regarding the Seed’s believers, I cannot interfere. The Orderly Guild might be able to help a bit, but that requires someone to post a task within the guild and pay enough for them to act."
The cost wouldn’t be cheap. After all, the transfer between the Southern Domain and the Origin World is cut off, and sending someone from the Origin World to the Southern Domain requires a considerable expense.
Even the travel expenses are like this, let alone the cost for action.
So expecting the Orderly Guild to act is basically impossible.
"However, according to the information from the Extreme Sect, the Seed’s believers are in the early stages of infiltrating the Southern Domain Wizards’ Realm, and those coming aren’t strong, so the energy of the Southern Domain Wizards’ Realm should be able to handle it easily."
Angel: "The Seed’s believers are not to be feared, but the Arrow of the Defeated is not that easy to deal with."
"The Arrow of the Defeated is not a death arrow and isn’t too difficult to deal with among Mysterious Objects." The Observer also knew about the City Lord of Sky Mechanical City being struck, "And the Arrow of the Defeated isn’t easy to use at will; at least for the short term, the Seed’s believers will find it hard to reuse."
"Does the Arrow of the Defeated have a long usage interval?" Angel’s eyes lit up; if so, it could eliminate a danger.
"It has an interval, but I don’t know exactly how long. The reason they can’t reuse it shortly is because... many people are watching the Arrow of the Defeated."
"Especially the Seventy-Seven Red Sox, they’re closely watching the Arrow of the Defeated, as it originally belonged to them. To avoid tracking by the Seventy-Seven Red Sox, the Seed’s believers dare not stay in one place with the Arrow of the Defeated for long."
So after the last use by the Arrow of the Defeated on the ’Mechanical Beast Emperor’ Rosen. Yata, it is practically impossible to use it again in the short term.
Upon learning this information, Angel’s heart felt much lighter.
He isolated himself at the ruins, cautiously altered his appearance in the Tidal World, worried primarily about the Seed’s believers.
Facing the Seed’s believers alone, Angel wasn’t too afraid. What he minded most was the elusive Arrow of the Defeated.
Since the Arrow of the Defeated won’t be used again shortly, he could relax a bit more.
"My lord, I heard the Arrow of the Defeated..."
Angel had heard from Isabel that the use of the Arrow of the Defeated comes with some negative effects, and he was about to inquire about the specific negative effects, but he abruptly stopped mid-sentence.
Because the long-quiet shell suddenly cracked open again.
Moreover, this time, the crack wasn’t just a tiny fracture but started splitting from the middle at the bottom. With the first crack, a huge gap formed, and a large amount of the Beginning of the Mysteries spilled out.
Following this gap, more cracks began to appear.
A more formidable attraction than before instantly enveloped this sea region.
At that moment, everyone’s mind was captivated by the crack in the fruit.
The same was true for Angel, his expression entranced, his eyes dazed. It wasn’t the incomplete disorderly effect that attracted him but the surging, almost tangible ’Beginning of the Mysteries’!
In Angel’s eyes, he didn’t see a cracked shell but countless profound pieces of information.
These pieces, seemingly from different dimensions, together formed a structure that was both material and idealistic.