Warlock Apprentice

“Weirdo” might be an understatement. This man was maniacal, secluded, and paranoid at the same time.

Due to his bad temper, he usually remained inside the clock tower and would often look down upon the pedestrians below and imagine different ways of committing mass-slaughter.

Angor found his spirit trapped inside such an individual.

He could not control this man’s actions, but he could sense what this person was thinking about, and it wasn’t pleasant. Being inside this mad character felt like being imprisoned inside a poisonous swamp.

Somehow, Angor knew that the strange man noticed a “second presence” in his body. But again, the man always stayed silent.

The unknown guidance once again told Angor how to get out. He could either accept the strange man’s character and become one like him, or he could watch as a spectator until this man died.

The first way was obviously faster and riskier. Angor was afraid that embracing the weirdo’s terrible nature might affect his own mind even after he returned to reality. In the worst case, he might completely lose himself.

For this reason, Angor chose the second way, which was to observe the freak quietly.

He stepped through the door, and the unknown dimension behind him shattered to nothingness.

The dark clouds in the area were already dissipating, while several rays of light were diving to his position and into the cape.

Jebra, Haku, and Swan saw everything happening. At the same time, they felt someone’s spirit power scanning through the area.

“The omen is gone,” said Haku.

“Yup. Telling from the size of the omen and the energy levels, it’s probably a very potent mid-tier item,” Swan commented.

Haku widened her eyes. “The rumors aren’t wrong… He IS slowly getting to the level of a master.”

“Yeah. I wouldn’t have believed it if I had not seen it with my own eyes.”

The best alchemist in Song of the Deep could also create something of such a level by paying a lot of resources. Haku knew that if Angor joined Song of the Deep, he would immediately receive the best treatment from their organization.

“Brute Cavern sent such a brilliant alchemist on a recruit mission? Why would they do that?”

Jebra hopped onto his whale again. “Haku, time to go.”

“Aren’t we going to greet that alchemist, sir?”

“You saw that spirit scan? He knew we’re here, and that’s enough.”

“Pfft. Do you think he has time for the likes of you just after finishing a new invention?” Swan jeered at Haku and flew off on her black wings.