Chapter 135 - Finding Spirit Power
Phantom Island. Inside Sunders’ study room.
Flora was talking to Sunders while flipping a rose in her hand.
“I think Angor noticed us when he came down from The Savage. I don’t understand how though.”
Sunders pointed at the red reaper, “If you can hide the red reaper somewhere deeper, he won’t find you anymore.”
“So he saw Little Red?” asked Flora. She finally realized it. As a Nightmare Form, Angor was able to see the reaper.
“Aren’t you going to study something? Why are you here?” Sunders asked Flora.
Flora revealed a sweet smile as she said, “I saw Angor yesterday. He asked me how to find spirit power faster.”
During Angor’s previous meditations, he tried to find his spirit power blindly. Now, with the strange pattern as a medium, which stimulated his spirit power to run wild inside his soul, the power appeared brighter than a lighthouse in the night.
The pain kept worsening until Angor realized his brain could not take it anymore.
He immediately stopped his imagination and calmed his mind. The two parts of the pattern that he had already drawn slowly shattered and disappeared into the depth.
With the pattern gone, the spirit power which was drawn out whirled around in Angor’s mind and was about to vanish.
Angor was drenched in sweat now. With all of his spirit exhausted, he felt faint. But he held on. He knew that if he rested now, the spirit power he triggered using so much effort would hide into nothingness soon.
He had to strike the iron while it was hot. Angor forced his brain to work again. To “attract” the spirit power, he began to imagine the spiritual model according to the channeling method he read.
Usually, this was no easy task. But it was a lot easier now that his spirit power already showed itself because of the strange pattern.
Angor only had to follow the instructions in the book slowly and tame the power, thus ironing his own name onto the spirit power.
From now on, Angor only had to imagine the spiritual model again to draw out the power. Once he completed building the model, and with the help of mana, Angor would be able to activate his spirit power for certain.
Knowing this, Angor sighed in relief.
He slowly opened his eyes again. Yet before he could lift a hand to wipe the beads of sweat off his face, he felt dizzy and his eyes rolled back before he collapsed on the floor.