Chapter 658 - The Monument Loop
Angor handed the necklace to Sunders.
Since he never discovered the source of Mystery energy to unleash it, the item still contained it inside, and he might as well let Sunders deal with it.
Sunders activated the item, and upon seeing his study becoming an empty snow land of pure whiteness, he immediately felt the faint Mystery energy lurking around him.
“Did you have a ‘purpose’ when making this illusion?” Sunders frowned.
Purpose? Angor shook his head. “No, I made random stuff to contain the sensation so that I can check them out.”
“So the illusion is meaningless apart from this?”
Angor recalled the moment when he crafted the necklace.
“The only thing I attempted was making the snow cold and empty. Other than that… no, there’s nothing.”
“Once a ‘manifestation’ is found, it unleashes boundless intelligence that overwhelms you, am I right?”
“Yes.” Angor nodded. He then took on a surprised look. “You found the target in the snow illusion, sir?”
Sunders picked up the necklace and carried it to Angor using his spirit power.
“Look for yourself.”
When the illusion was activated, Angor was looking at plain and dull snow everywhere, without sensing the Mystery presence, which meant Sunders already “spent” it.
“What did you find, professor? Is it like a random snowflake?” asked Angor.
“Pay attention. See what has changed in the illusion.”
Angor complied and slowly looked around him, but he didn’t find what Sunders was implying. Everything looked the same apart from the absence of the Mystery sense.
Wait… He frowned. It feels as if this place is more “alive” now…
He wasn’t sure of the answer and chose to tell Sunders what he presumed, but he still couldn’t understand what this had to do with the manifestation.
“Of course they’re related,” said Sunders. “What is missing now is exactly what you tried so hard to find.”
Angor was taken aback by such an answer. I was looking for emptiness? How is that possible? Could manifestations of Mystery show up as abstract perceptions?
“It’s not a perception, but a concept. The manifestation here is a concept called ‘Wither’.” Sunders lifted a hand, which began to unleash energy ripples into the area.
Angor immediately felt the deathly ambiance that haunted this illusion before.
Now that they had left the illusion, Sunders’ energy was traveling toward a flower pot in the room, which had a sweet vanilla blossom growing in it.
Under Angor’s gaze, the flower turned pale yellow and shrank.
“This is…”
“This is ‘Wither’.” Sunders closed his eyes. “Do you see why I told you to be careful with what you create? I learned this spell thanks to the manifestation I found.”