However, this time Greerwu brought back a surprise.
A skeleton dressed in a tattered wizard’s robe lay in front of Angel.
This was what Greerwu had found in a city called “Gistan.”
“There were other human skeletons inside, but this one had a distinctive emblem on its robe that I thought you might recognize, so I brought it out,” Greerwu pointed to a side of the wizard’s robe, where there was a very unique emblem.
A golden Witch Flower.
The Witch Flower was an alchemy material, shaped like a rose with distinctly black and red colors, resembling an enchanting witch. Potions and fragrances with Witch Flower as the main ingredient mostly aimed to improve the skin. Some potions for maintaining beauty were indispensable without the Witch Flower, and it was sought after by witches. Because it was predominantly used by females, it was thus named the “Witch” Flower.
Angel did recognize the Witch Flower, but he had never heard of an organization using a golden Witch Flower as its emblem.
Angel shifted his gaze to Popota, who had been mingling in the Wizards’ Realm much longer than he had, wondering if he might have discovered something.
Popota studied the emblem for a long time, uncertainly saying, “I think I’ve seen this emblem somewhere. It seems to be the mark of a wizard organization… However, it doesn’t seem to be from the Southern Domain of the Wizards’ Realm.”
“Not a wizard organization from the Southern Domain of the Wizards’ Realm?” Angel looked at Popota. “Are you sure?”
Popota shook his head, “I only have an impression, but I can’t be certain.”
Angel furrowed his brows, pondering for a moment before looking at Greerwu, “Are there indigenous people of the Abyss in the other phases of existence?”
Greerwu nodded, “Yes, but like the Barren Faces, according to the Pact of Coagulating Abyss, these indigenous people mostly live on the surface layer of the Abyss.”
Angel rubbed his temples, “If other phases also have indigenous people, it’s not possible we’ve ended up in another phase, is it?”
Popota didn’t know what these so-called phases were and looked at Angel with a puzzled face.
Angel briefly explained the structure of the Abyss and then turned to Greerwu, hoping to get an answer from this Demon Noble.
Greerwu hesitated for a moment, shaking his head, “It shouldn’t be possible. To get to another phase, the only way is through the Phase Gates. And the Phase Gates are all guarded by Demon Lords, so we should still be in the Barren Face.”
If they hadn’t gone to another phase, then could the skeleton in front of them have come from another phase?
But, how did he cross phases to get here?
Angel ultimately couldn’t figure it out and had to continue on the journey with his doubts.
This time, they flew for nearly an hour before they saw a new cluster of buildings. Greerwu, as before, was excited to explore, while Angel frowned, looking at this town situated on the barren plains.
It wasn’t the largest group of buildings they had come across, but it gave Angel an odd sense of unease.
“What’s wrong?” Popota looked at Angel with confusion.
Angel looked toward the rain-shrouded edge of the wasteland, “I just have a faint feeling that the calling is getting closer… perhaps, it’s right on this barren plain.”
…
“Shopkeeper! I’ve found two corpses!”
As Angel silently felt that “calling,” Greerwu’s voice suddenly came through.
At first, Angel didn’t think much of it, but soon after, Greerwu’s second message came through, “They’re fresh corpses! And they’re humans!”
Upon hearing this, Angel and Popota exchanged a glance and didn’t hesitate to leap off the ship.